13 @ 25.

I looked at myself in the mirror today. Dressed in bright orangey pink shorts and a graphic Alice in Wonderland t-shirt, I was instantly de-aged about 12 years. It was all unintentionally of course but it got me thinking about where I am in life. My mother called me the other day to reassure me that I could still meet a man in school. My dad still treats me like a kid, giving me that sage advice that I've heard before and my younger sister likes to pick fistfights with me. AND yet... I still feel fully 25. I'm rather fascinated by the juxtaposition of the two ages in my life.

On the one hand I love cartoons/comics... on the other I love classical literature
On the one hand I'm a fan of punk and music that is featured on Disney channel... on the other I get headaches if the music is too loud.

SO what does that mean for a girl like me?
Will i Forever be in tune with the youthfulness of me?
ORRR Will I just be one of those embarassing people that just doesn't know to grow up?

THe world may never know.

Being 5 all over again.

Today I got an email where my teacher asked to meet with me. I had been asking her a lot of questions and I think to be fair it might have been a little annoying. Nevertheless, it is her job to answer them and I had every right. So why do I feel so nervous? In fact, she should apologize to me because she thought I had ADD.
But to the point at hand. I'm old enough to see that she probably just wants to answer my questions in person because emails can be read wrong.

And yet....

I feel like a kid who just got sent to the principals office. I know that this makes me incredibly childish and yet I can't help it.

I think blogging about this taps into that hope that I'm not alone when I share this to the www.

Ah... so much for a journey to a stronger more empowered woman... I cower when a person with authority asks to see me.

Maybe I'll out grow it. (pfhhheorhjosfhn hahahahahahaha) who'm I kidding? There'll always be a small wuss that lives in me.

It should be a sad realization but I watched the funniest episode of The Batman: brave and the Bold. If I can willingly tap into my inner child to appreciate campy cartoons, I should have known the little insecure girl might pop up every now and again.)

Unofficial Power

I've come to terms with the fact that a lot of things stink in the world. Well, I may be one chick but I'm going to do something about it. What good it does is not my area. Techinically it's not going to do much good because in the anynomyous world of the internet, I'm just a small voice and as loud as I can yell, well, it'll be kind of hard to be heard. So no worrying will go to that. I just know that if I don't do something to make a difference, I'll probably go nuts. So for the next few weeks I'm going to change a couple of things in the little alternate reality that I house in my head.

Starting with...

1. The Last Airbender- in my world, this movie doesn't suck. I'll rewrite a script that is a lot better than M. Night's POC script.

So even though no one will read it, I will make a new script. Just in case this gets flagged by some weird internet police... It's just for my own amusment, no copyright infringment intended... I fully credit michael Dean Martino and oooh The other guy... I think his name is Bryan something for their amazing story.

Till page 1, good morning!

The pain of hypocrisy part 2

http://www.cinematical.com/2010/07/07/one-man-five-years-countless-reviews-all-plagiarized/#comments

I wrote a blog earlier about pain I felt with my own hypocrisy. Nothing life altering but it was definitely one of those moments where I said to myself "it's only me huh?"

Then I read this article. I honestly don't know what to say about it. I'm betting you he's the guy probably was well educated, and if thats the case probably had tons of teachers telling him that plagarizim was bad and he probably believed it himself until he got caught up in it.

Its just a saddd world.