Would You?

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Finished the script today, and well we can honestly all let out an audible sigh, it’s kick ass. Tomorrow we will start recording and well, that will be a whole other ordeal within itself. This group is working so well together. And our question to you is Would you? Wouuuuld you?

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Still Breathing

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Today, we worked on writing our rough draft of our script. We debated several different titles, when finally we came up with one we all felt just had to be it. When we first came up with the idea and story line we all thought it would be a little tough conveying this message we wanted to approach. We wanted a comedy but to also have the drama move within the show. So, our final product is hilariously dramatic in the most sincere way possible…we think. Overall today was good, and we are still breathing, so that’s a plus.

WARNING: You’ve Been Warned.

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So, as I’ve expressed in a previous post, I am in high school. You know the next thing closest to a prison? The thing that never ends- well figuratively speaking of course. Yeah, well I’m here to report all the juicy gossip and the harsh realities of it all, because I’m sorry 8th graders but high school isn’t as great as they make it out to be. In fact it’s probably one of the most accurate things TV shows and movies have portrayed to. Of course movies and shows over exaggerate and blow things out of proportion but they are still within the ballpark. Any who, I should warn you that I am not here to hold your hand and give you leagues of advice. I am simply here to inform, give my outlook on high school. Everything you read is based on my experience and knowledge. I mean you may get some advice here and there based off my opinion but I assure you it is not my goal. Nor is it my goal to offend anyone who may categorize themselves in any of the “cliques” I may talk about. To put it in prospective I am a “teenage nobody” and my words will defend the “outcast.” Don’t get your feelings hurt preps; you couldn’t care less about what I think. In the end, really- no one should. I am but a person and you can choose to take my words in or shut them out. Although, if you are already offended I advise you stop reading now. But who knows, I may trigger a certain place in your mind that keeps you reading even though you try to fight it. If so, at least I warned you.

Vienna Waits For You

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I’m losing more of myself every single day. Losing hope in both the person I am and the dreams I want to achieve. This is only a ‘taste’ of the people that I have once looked up upon and been inspired by. To really be in despair, will mean you have given up. I am not ready to give up, not now, not when my life hasn’t even begun, I haven’t even lived a ‘life’. Yet everything I do every single day, on a daily basis is nothing but ‘signs’ of disheartenment.

Rubbed Raw and Reeling

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The soft undertone to his voice was sexy and reeling. I was on cloud nine and there wasn’t a joint in sight. He began to grab his coffee cup, right hand loose, and took a sip. The fantasy had just begun until his phone rang and his girlfriend was on the other line. I suddenly fell back into reality and grabbed my phone pretending to text someone, anyone to take my mind away and that’s when he grabbed my arm, caressing his thumb lightly back and forth, eyes fixated on mine. A sensational charge erupted through my body- In teenage broken English and the porn stars go to, I had the hots- I couldn’t help but be entranced. I was in a relationship and I was fantasizing another with the ‘boy next door.’ He slowly brought his arm down and slid the other off mine. “Where were we?” He said. Sadly, that’s when my phone rang, and the title ‘Babe’ in white colored font had lit up my screen with the sound of a death march following right behind it. Reality had struck, again.

Table for one I suppose…

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I have come to the simple conclusion that high school within itself really does suck. Of course that is if you’re like me where we tend to stay outside the social “norm.” To put it in more harsh terms the “outcast.” Now, in my school that’s everybody underneath the preppy, snobby, rich kids. Of course thats just a hasty generalization associated with the majority of the social fallacies people like to coincide with high school. Elders and parents will tell you “It’s the best four years of your life!” And the buzzer goes off! Their wrong! Yet, another hasty generalization. I am what I like to call a “teenage nobody.” You know, the kid who goes through life almost completely unnoticed.  The person people call the freak because there’s blue in my hair, and I dress like a “wannabe hipster.” When really it’s just a style, expression. So, I have a bunch of band tees and cardigans but does that really make me a hipster? I didn’t think so. I can honestly say high school and its stupid cliched outcomes are ridiculous. And it continues throughout your life even after high school. Forever will I be the person asking for a table for one. But hey, at least I won’t have to wait.