inspiration

I've been quite inspired recently.

Obviously.

Seeing as I finally got around to posting on here, something must have changed.

Maybe because the school year has started, bringing responsibility and schedule. I don't feel like that is the reason, simply because my Senior year hit me up out of the blue. I knew it was coming, but forgot, kept it at bay.

My summer was perfect. I slept and snoozed and napped and ate and swam and partied and rocked out and laughed and goofed and fooled around and watched television and practically lived at my friend's house. It was just what I needed.

But August came anyway. It does that, doesn't it?

And I was glad. Don't get me wrong. I want change. I like change. I need change. But I was also scared. I mean, who isn't when their Senior year rolls around? Sure I'm excited! I see the opportunities and also the end.

So August was a month of guessing for me. Should I be focused? Colleges? Be lazy or productive? *sigh*

Slowly, THINGS started happening.

My sister left for college. It made me think.

I was cast as the titular character in our drama club's fall play.

I finally began dance classes.

My friend KeKeJ came to visit.

And when THINGS happen to me, I make other THINGS happen. It's a cycle. Laziness leads to more laziness and productivity to more productivity. I may not have appeared to have been particularly productive these last few weeks, but believe me, it's all building up in me. The inspiration. I'm about to let loose.

Take dance, for example. I've been wanting to dance since I saw a clogging troupe at an amusement park when I was four or something. Then, seeing Singin' in the Rain sealed the deal. I wanted to move like that, to become part of a song. For various reasons, I couldn't and didn't. I took a two-month clogging class with my sister, mother, grandmother, and a bunch of other grandmothers a couple of years ago, but that didn't fulfill the need inside me.

This last summer I began an adult ballet class with my mother. It was hard. I almost cried each week because I was so far behind. I didn't know any of the steps, steps which were, I might add, in French; I couldn't even touch my toes. I improved hugely over the summer; how could I not?

Three weeks ago, continuing with ballet, I began jazz and tap. This is a class for 12 - 18 yr olds. I am one of the oldest, but still having a ball. Some of the girls are divas and some don't even try. I just soak up as much information as I can and have as much fun as I can. It helped a lot that the song for our first combination was Hurricane by Panic! at the Disco, one of my favorites.

Since beginning, I have stretched like crazy. Almost every day you can find me in my room, sweating in my Spanx. I went from not being able to touch my toes while sitting down (16 days ago) to touching my face to my knees in the same position (as of today). It's hard, but seeing progress is incredibly encouraging. I will definitely be the most improved in my class.

So how else have I been inspired? Would you believe it if I said the internet? Yes, you probably would, since you're reading my blog and most likely frequent the glorious, if screwed up, place we call the internet.

I see, hear about, learn about, watch, listen to, participate with, laugh at, cry at, think about, and look at interesting people and things on the internet all the time. The people in my fandoms are smart and make good artwork.

It's difficult to explain, but sometimes, the tapestry of life (super original metaphor, I know) is just so beautiful that it blows me away. Strings of my life come together in such an amazing way every now and then, and just... inspire me.

One could ask, "what do Princess Mononoke, jazz shoes, and lions have in common?" and the answer would be ME.

What inspires you?

minimalist posters (part 2)

Here's part 2! These are the posters from musicals.

Aren't those fun? I saw that last one, then was like, "hmm.....OH! It's an umbrella!"

Favorites?

~bBj

PS I love movies.

Of chimney sweeps and light bulbs...

Howarya? I wonder who here knows how to say that correctly? It's supposed to sound like Gene Kelly... anyway. I have new socks. Yes I do! I got them as a Christmas present, and to tell the truth, which is something that I try to do, I would be happy to receive 45 pairs of socks on Christmas day. If they were cute. I don't even wear socks that often, but when I do, they make me feel happy all day.

I love these pictures. You know they're worth a thousand words, so I'm showing you a little about me by showing you an excerpt of the pictures on my computer from weheartit.

 I think this one is really cool. I wish I had a skylight from which I could poke my head! Who doesn't? Of course, if I did, I would transform into a Mary Poppins chimney sweep and get carried away with dancing on people's roofs, and I don't think that's allowed. Oh well, I can dream!



Isn't this cool? I think that picture is really interesting, and shows a simple honesty by the bare bulbs and rope.
 If you are too freaked out by the weird analyzation (not a real word) of "strange" pictures, you can just go away, but I like to analyze! Once, I did a 5 page Extended Literary Analysis instead of reading the schedualed book for American Literature! w00t.




 And I'm obsessed with planes. Obsessed is a strong word. OK, I'm very interested in planes and most aircraft! My biggest dream is to go to the moon. Dream career? Astronaut. Nope, not likely. God's calling for women is to be a helpmeet, so that's what I am preparing for. But seeing for yourself that the world is round? That would be the best thing.

Oh, and this is exactly what I do to Compy. Poor thing, but I think he really stops working on purpose. Who else does this? Yes, I know you all do!






What else has been cooking around my place? Not much. Oh yeah, I found a huge present under the tree wrapped in my wrapping paper, because my mom is organized like that! I have no idea what is in it, not that I know of any presents that I am getting, but I didn't even ask for anything that big! So excited!

I added something to my list of accomplishments. (that I actually have done! shhh!)

I'm reading Sense and Sensibility. That is, I started it... again. I just can't get into it, and I really like Jane Austen. My whole reason was so I could watch both of the movies when my friend from CA comes to visit, which was probably not the best reason. And she's here, finally! I haven't seen her yet unfortunately, but I will soon! Expect pictures of our wild adventures. Anywho, I'm beginning to think that I'm not going to read it, you know, before I watch the movie. I might hate myself for a short while, but I frankly don't have time, and don't want to. So there.

I watched Freaky Friday this morning, and I laughed a lot. It goofy and dumb, but I was literally on the edge of my seat, which was on the floor, (I don't know how that works...) hoping to find out what would happen. I surprised myself even. Oh, and that movie has the dude that plays Moz in White Collar in it! I was so shocked to see him in a movie like that when I was used to him as.... how in the world do you explain Moz's character? I don't know.

bBj