Television shows. I am definitely a fan girl and have many fandoms. I am not afraid to say it. I have an obsession.
Right now is the worst part- hiatus.
I am going through withdrawal symptoms. I am frantically rewatching old episodes trying to keep my mind off of the fact that my favorite show Heartland has a 6 month break (4 months to go-128 days). They have started filming and are giving cryptic statements about the new season (season 9).
I am trying not to fantasize too much of what the season will bring for I don’t want to be let down. But as a fangirl, I can’t help it. I can’t help but think of what being on set is like. What the scripts are. The atmosphere. Continue reading The Love of My Life→
I wake up every morning and am a zombie until I go down stairs and get my coffee. I am still a zombie afterwards but I am less of one.
I used to hate coffee so much. The smell, the taste. Someone once spilled it on my binder and I had to spray it with perfume to mask the scent. I also couldn’t walk into Starbucks with out getting grossed out. I had tried coffee black and with sugar and couldn’t picture myself swallowing this everyday. Continue reading The Journey to Coffee→
Have you ever watched something and asked yourself why didn’t they do or say this?
You assume that if it is not shown it didn’t happen and if it is not at least talked about it most definitely didn’t happen.
I have heard many times while reading comments on social media or talking with a friend that they wish a character would do something. But who says that they didn’t? Continue reading The Television Medium→
As a little girl I always dreamt of the day that I would get married. I still do. Going to all of my cousins weddings and see this perfect day that all your friends and family can come together and witness just how much you love a person is magical.
The five course day. You wake up and jump out of bed and hurry down stairs to fix yourself a fresh pot of coffee to wake you so you can have energy for the day. Then you make scrambled eggs and biscuits with fruit and yogurt on the side, one of the breakfasts you rotate with. You make your way into your patio to take in the fresh morning air, hearing the birds singing in the distance. You reach for the morning paper and sit in the silence. Continue reading The Five Course Day→
The dreaded junior year has come. It is more than half way over and soon I will have to start applying for colleges. I am growing up but I don’t want to. I am driving, will have to get a job soon, and am getting closer and closer to being on my own.
As a little kid playing with bartz with my firends I couldn’t wait to grow up. Being seven in Vegas I was planning to what it would be like in 14 years when I come back and could actually enjoy Vegas is now less than five years away. Being 12 and planning on what I was going to do and where I would go is now becoming reality. Continue reading The Big Bad Future→
I have a small obsession with water. I find myself lucky that it is something I need to survive. It is actually quite weird how this thing made up of three elements can determine whether you live another day.