haha I would vote for this video everyday on TRL
Wednesday, June 14, 2017
Saturday, January 7, 2017
Gratitude Challenge Week 1: Why start this challenge?
I've decided to do the "52 weeks of Gratitude Challenge" that I first saw on Pinterest. I've always seen these types of challenges and always wanted to participate for fun. I figured this one is great because it forces looking at yourself and life, and realizing how precious it all is. Why start? Well I've been living in Los Angeles awhile now and as much as I love it, it is a very superficial hectic city. Whether its the crazy angry drivers(traffic is insane), the self adsorbed people, or the good/bad/ugly side of the entertainment industry, it all eventually comes crashing down on you and you feel helpless. Helpless, unsure, and less appreciative of life. Don't get me wrong. I have many moments where I love life and love everything, but doing a challenge like this can really zero in on things that we all take for granted. We live on this beautiful planet, with so many different people and one unique you. Why start? ...Why not?! Spread the love. 💜
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Be real with yourself
Stay busy. You only have one life. Live it to the fullest. Eat healthy. Be a good person. Love what you do. Have no regrets!!
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Sunshine and health
I've been learning more and more than you have to take care of yourself...we are all getting older. Drinking more water...taking time out of your day for "you time"...scheduling a beauty day. Its funny because my life isn't really stressful...it might just be the vibe that LA gives off. Everyone is stressed and the city as a whole makes you feel on edge. I always laughed when I heard people talking about "meditating"....thought it was a bit kooky...but now I realize. LA makes you crazy lol
What is great about LA and California in general is everyone's fascination and dedication to health. There are so many all natural, raw or vegan shops. There are always people out by the beach, hiking or doing yoga. Lately I've been slacking....but now I'm pumped to get healthy. Its funny that most people take care of everything else but their body. We put junk in our bodies all the time without question....and we wonder why we get sick. Well I'm putting a stop to that....with the exception of coffee(I'm addicted and theres no breaking that) I'm going to live healthy and eat healthy. =)
Now I'm off to play in the sunshine =)
What is great about LA and California in general is everyone's fascination and dedication to health. There are so many all natural, raw or vegan shops. There are always people out by the beach, hiking or doing yoga. Lately I've been slacking....but now I'm pumped to get healthy. Its funny that most people take care of everything else but their body. We put junk in our bodies all the time without question....and we wonder why we get sick. Well I'm putting a stop to that....with the exception of coffee(I'm addicted and theres no breaking that) I'm going to live healthy and eat healthy. =)
Now I'm off to play in the sunshine =)
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Ode on Melancholy
I have recently become obsessed with John Keats. I want to get all his books.
Though you should build a bark of dead men's bones,
And rear a phantom gibbet for a mast,
Stitch creeds together for a sail, with groans
To fill it out, bloodstained and aghast;
Although your rudder be a Dragon's tail,
Long sever'd, yet still hard with agony,
Your cordage large uprootings from the skull
Of bald Medusa; certes you would fail
To find the Melancholy, whether she
Dreameth in any isle of Lethe dull.
No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist
Wolf's-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine;
Nor suffer thy pale forehead to be kiss'd
By nightshade, ruby grape of Proserpine;
Make not your rosary of yew-berries,
Nor let the beetle, nor the death-moth be
Your mournful Psyche, nor the downy owl
A partner in your sorrow's mysteries;
For shade to shade will come too drowsily,
And drown the wakeful anguish of the soul.
But when the melancholy fit shall fall
Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud,
That fosters the droop-headed flowers all,
And hides the green hill in an April shroud;
Then glut thy sorrow on a morning rose,
Or on the rainbow of the salt sand-wave,
Or on the wealth of globed peonies;
Or if thy mistress some rich anger shows,
Emprison her soft hand, and let her rave,
And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes.
She dwells with Beauty - Beauty that must die;
And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips
Bidding adieu; and aching Pleasure nigh,
Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips:
Ay, in the very temple of Delight
Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine,
Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue
Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine;
His soul shall taste the sadness of her might,
And be among her cloudy trophies hung.
Though you should build a bark of dead men's bones,
And rear a phantom gibbet for a mast,
Stitch creeds together for a sail, with groans
To fill it out, bloodstained and aghast;
Although your rudder be a Dragon's tail,
Long sever'd, yet still hard with agony,
Your cordage large uprootings from the skull
Of bald Medusa; certes you would fail
To find the Melancholy, whether she
Dreameth in any isle of Lethe dull.
No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist
Wolf's-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine;
Nor suffer thy pale forehead to be kiss'd
By nightshade, ruby grape of Proserpine;
Make not your rosary of yew-berries,
Nor let the beetle, nor the death-moth be
Your mournful Psyche, nor the downy owl
A partner in your sorrow's mysteries;
For shade to shade will come too drowsily,
And drown the wakeful anguish of the soul.
But when the melancholy fit shall fall
Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud,
That fosters the droop-headed flowers all,
And hides the green hill in an April shroud;
Then glut thy sorrow on a morning rose,
Or on the rainbow of the salt sand-wave,
Or on the wealth of globed peonies;
Or if thy mistress some rich anger shows,
Emprison her soft hand, and let her rave,
And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes.
She dwells with Beauty - Beauty that must die;
And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips
Bidding adieu; and aching Pleasure nigh,
Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips:
Ay, in the very temple of Delight
Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine,
Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue
Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine;
His soul shall taste the sadness of her might,
And be among her cloudy trophies hung.
Sunday, October 16, 2011
la la la....I'm going crazy
The acting world is a funny industry. Its definitely tougher than I expected and I pretty much expected it to be tough. Its more of a mental frustration that I go through. There are a lot of highs and lows. Its funny because sometimes I feel Bi-Polar because I feel like I'm constantly on a mental rollarcoaster.
Its definitely worth every minute. I've loved acting since I was a little kid and I feel like this is what I am meant to do. I feel alive and have such a rush after I finish an audition or workshop. It just sucks that its so competitive...so many people are attempting to do what you want to do. I'm trying to stay focused and determined while also not losing my mind hahaha. Enjoying the ride =)
Its definitely worth every minute. I've loved acting since I was a little kid and I feel like this is what I am meant to do. I feel alive and have such a rush after I finish an audition or workshop. It just sucks that its so competitive...so many people are attempting to do what you want to do. I'm trying to stay focused and determined while also not losing my mind hahaha. Enjoying the ride =)
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