Merely Players

All the world's a Stage,
And all the men and women merely players.

-Billy Shakespeare

Do you guys ever watch movies and notice just the random people in the background? The ones listed in the credits as "Screaming guy 3" or "Guy in bar"?

I love those people.

And if someone made a movie of my life,

(I know it's never going to happen, but I'm just saying, it would be a great movie)

these are the people that would be the random guys in the background.

Cast

In order of Appearance

Bow-Tie Professor

In my head, his name is Eustace.

Or Winthrop.

Or maybe Xavier.

I always see him walking around campus, and I want to find out what he teaches just so I can take a class from him.

He looks kind of like this:

With a beard like this:

(minus the luscious curly locks)

He wears hats like this:

And Glasses like this:

And last but not least,

A bow tie like this:

I know what you're thinking,

coolest professor EVER right???

That's what I think every time I see him.

He is the coolest man I've ever seen.

Tall, Skinny, Bald Guy

I see this guy everywhere.

The shuttle, by my Chinese Class, by my Math class,

this man is all over the place.

He looks kinda like this guy:

But bald.

I find him fascinating.

I imagine his hame is Bernard,

and that he acts like Sheldon Cooper.

There's also,

Too Much Denim Cowboy Man

Scowling Asian

Who Do You Think You're Kidding Trashy Skank Girl

I mean COME ON, trying to wear crap like this around campus is just sad.

And the only guys you're getting are the douchbags the rest of us are too good for.

Intriguing Barefoot Leather Pouch Man

This guy is actually VERY attractive, but he never wears shoes.

He's always wearing either gym shorts or sweat pants,

And he is always wearing this little leather pouch around his neck.

The pouch is definitely what I find most intriguing,

what the heck does he keep in there?

I come up with various theories when I'm bored,

things like:

The ashes of a Native American Shaaman

A shark tooth

The souls of his ancestors

Beef Jerky

Interesting Rocks

and

A tiny dragon egg.

I haven't yet mustered the courage to ask him,

but one day I will.

These people may just be "extras" in my life, but the great thing about life- is that everyone is the lead character in their own story.

I'm sure all of us are just extra's to other people, but I think the fact that we get to play even a minor roll in the lives of everyone that we meet is kind of magical.

I just hope that I'm the kind of extra that people notice versus the kind that just fade into the background.

Oh, Nothing... ;)

“What I like doing best is Nothing.”

“How do you do Nothing?,” asked Pooh after he had wondered for a long time.

“Well, it’s when people call out at you just as you’re going off to do it, ‘What are you going to do, Christopher Robin?’ and you say, 'Oh, Nothing,' and then you go and do it. It means just going along, listening to all the things you can’t hear, and not bothering.”

“Oh!” said Pooh."

 

I kind of have a sweet spot in my heart for Winnie the Pooh.

My dad read it to me when I was little.

I can remember sitting on his lap and falling asleep listening to his poorly attempted British accent telling me all the adventures of Christopher Robin and his friends in the Hundred-acre Wood.

It was good times.

And I loved it back then, but going back now that I'm older- I get so much more out of it. That A. A. Milne sure knew a lot about life.

 

Last night, my amazing roommate Elise and I found ourselves home alone, with absolutely no plans.

We decided, we were going to spend the whole night doing absolutely nothing.

 

It rocked.

 

We were wild, wild women.

(not to brag....but I rock with alliteration)

We ordered a pizza ONLINE

you can DO that with Domino's!

And it has this nifty little "tracker" that tells you when they bake your pizza, and when your deliveryman leaves the store.

If you pick the romantic themed one, a seductive sounding man says things to you like:

 

"I am baking this pizza with the fires of passion!"

"We are coming my love, and I will not rest until you taste this passionate pizza with your own lips!"

 

Best thing ever right???????

 

We also learned how to do the "Double Dream Hands" dance.

If you haven't ever seen it...look it up.

 

Once our passionate pizza arrived, we washed it down with shots of mineral water.

Mineral water is nasty. Don't drink it.

 

Then we doorbell ditched cookies to our neighbors,

single cookies.

Just to mix things up.

Like I said: We went wild.

 

THen we fell asleep watching the best T.V. show ever: FRIENDS

 

When people ask me what I did this weekend,

I will smile and tell them

"Oh, nothing"

 

And they'll have no idea how jealous they should be.

 

 

 

I am Learned

Lately, I've been looking back on my life,

and seeing all the things I've done and learned that have shaped me into who I am today.

Things like:

Girls are mean idiots

Boys are mean idiots

Sisters rock

Your parents really do know a lot more than you give them credit for

Love is more powerful than horcruxes

Books are better than movies

Holding hands with boys is nice

Kissing them is nice too

Sometimes crying is ok

Sometimes laughing is better

Sometimes the things that are hardest are the most worthwhile

People die, but goodbyes don't last forever

Best friends are better than dollars

and

Families are the best things in the world.

These are things that I have learned across my entire life. Not all of them have been easy to learn, but I am glad to know them all.

Since I have moved out, and met life head-on here at Utah State, I have learned many more important things about life.

Including:

Boys are still idiots

Anything tastes better when you drink it out of a shot glass

(now don't worry I only drink non-alcoholic shots- usually Dr. Pepper)

Hot Rod is a great movie

It is possible (though not at all recommended) to live solely off of potato chips and ramen noodles

Mice can swim

Jane Austen is always a good idea

Riding from St. George to Las Vegas on the back of a motorcycle is NEVER a good idea.

Even many miles can't sever the strongest friendships

Wal-Mart is easy to memorize

The best Ben&Jerrys ice cream is the strawberry cheesecake

Playing the guitar is lots of fun

500 Days of Summer is the best movie in the world

Happy Meals are just the right size

Bonfires are epic

4 Wheeling is all sorts of fun

Jeeping is too

 Sometimes doing nothing ends up being the most fun

Logan is cold

Swing dancing is the best

Sometimes, you have to do horrible things to sheep

Potato chips, Grapes, and Frosting are a surprisingly delicious combination

Pinterest is ridiculously addictive

Random boys that ask for your number are 87% of the time just total creeps

Aggie Basketball is the best thing ever

Money sucks

Never let the viewing of "Charly" and PMS ever occur at the same time

Boys are afraid of rats

Your roomies will be there for you no matter what

Years go by a lot faster than they did when you were little

Don't take free laundry for granted

Being single is ok

Life is too short to spend it moping

Dancing in the rain is actually a lot of fun

and

Families will always be the best things in the world

The End



I Am One Deeply Flawed Chicken

I need to be better you guys.

I need to be kinder

More patient

More dedicated

More giving.

I need to spend more time exercising

and doing homework

And much much MUCH less time

on pinterest

And facebook

and youtube

and netflix.

I need to eat more vegetables

And less sour cream and onion lays

no matter how delicious they are.

I need to stop gossiping.

Take a leaf out of my good friend Thumper's book

And only say kind things about others.

I need to spend less time wishing I lived in Middle Earth,

or at Hogwarts,

or in a Jane Austen novel.

I need to stop biting my fingernails.

I need to stop whining and pouting about my lack of a love life.

And just suck it up missy.

I need to stop sleeping in until 10 every day,

and actually do something with my life.

I need to be more organized.

I need to stop buying clothes instead of groceries.

I need to stop staying up until one in the morning.

I need to finish the things I start.

Ugh.

I am one deeply flawed chicken.



Before I'm Dead

So disclaimer:

{I LOVE LISTS}

Every chance I get to make a list, is a chance that I will take.

Today's list:

my bucket list.

Here goes:

1. Ride an Elephant
2. Live in China
3. Kiss someone on top of the Eiffel Tower
4. Get married
5. Eat escargot
6. Sing on stage
7. Get Johnny Depp's autograph
8. Get a teaching degree
9. Go skiing
10. Write a book
11. Own a snake
12. Name the snake "Gertrude"
13. Have a family
14. Go skinny dipping
15. Go to Harry Potter World
16. Go skydiving
17. Climb up a really really high mountain
18. Swim with sharks (but NEVER with dolphins)
19. Save someone's life
20. Solve a rubix cube in under a minute
21. Pet a real live tiger
22. See "The Killers" in concert
23. Fall in love (the epic kind)
24. Go to New Zealand (and all the places they filmed LOTR)
25. Make as many people as I can happy

But mostly, I guess, I just want to live a full enough life that I can look back at the end of it without regret. If I can do that, I'll be perfectly content.

BON VOYAGE!!

Some of you may judge me for the tale I'm about to tell.

Do it.

I don't give a flying fart in space.

Today, I was a participant in the great, the chaotic, the hilarious,

2011 Mouse-Boat Races!

Yes.
We bulit boats.

Put mice in them.

And raced them down a river.

This was my boat.

It is made out of styrofoam, popsicle sticks, ribbon, and hope.

It was without a doubt the cutest boat there.

Myself, and my fellow boat builders.

Our fearless seafarers

The captain readying his ship.

Our ship and sailor, readying for departure.

I didn't ever officially name our mouse,

but in retrospect... I like the sound of

Captain Whipwhiskers

And they're off!!!

Navigating through terrible rapids.

So far Cap'n Whipwhiskers is holding steady in second place.

Then, tragedy struck when the boat capsized.

We can only hope that the good Captain was wise enough to swim to shore.

If not, we mourn his loss.

This boat was the ultimate champion.

It's a big shoe box with water bottles stuck onto the bottom.

As far as rodent-vessels go- it was pretty much bad-A.

3 out of 5 mice-sailors made it out alive.

Cap'n Whipwhiskers and one other were the only casualties.

This brave youngster seems quite unphased by the whole ordeal.

Bless his little whiskered soul.

{All in All}

It was a hilarious endeavor that I thoroughly enjoyed.

If you are ever bored

And you have extra mice,

I heartily suggest that you do this.

THE END.

Barmy

I was trying to think of something clever and possibly alliterative to name this post.

I couldn't think of anything, so I turned to my trusty friend

The Thesaurus.

(FYI, a thesaurus is NOT what Dinosaurs called each other)

Dino 1: "Hey, who's thesaurus over there?"

Dino 2: "Oh you know, he's thesaurus we met when we ate that triceratops last week."

But don't feel sheepish if that's what you thought it was until 4th grade. You're not alone.

Anyway...I looked up "crazy" in the thesaurus, and I found the word Barmy.

It's my new favorite word.

I have several phobias that can definitely be described as barmy.

They are as follows:

Number One

Chihuahuas

I know what you're thinking.

Chihuahua's? Really?

THey just sit there with their huge buggy eyes and shake!

How is that scary???

Notice that I said ChihuhuaS meaning more than one.

One chihuahua is nothing, but once you get two or more, they form this little pack and become evil.

No joke.

If I see chihuahuas, I freak out.

WHich is bad, because they can smell fear.

Number Two

Dolphins

Dolphins swim up on shore and rape people.

Also, they're always smiling at you like they know something.

It freaks me out.

Number Three

Other People's Bathrooms

I'm fine with public bathrooms, but I hate Hate HATE using the bathrooms in people's houses.

 I'm always afraid that I'll either break something, or that a serial killer is hiding behind the shower curtain.

Number Four

Venus Flytraps

What if I accidentally put my hand too close and it tries to chomp it off?

Number Five

Aliens

I watched this movie once about this lady whose daughter was abducted by aliens.

They voip you out of your bed, and do freaky experiments on you.

But the worst part? They give you alien ruffies so you can't remember any of it.

Vulcans don't count as aliens though.

I love Vulcans.

Number Six

Clowns

When I was little, my grandparents took me to the circus.

There were clowns there.

One was this sad little clown, with golf balls in his cheeks, holding a sign that said

"Kisses, 10 cents"

My grandma made me kiss the clown.

I was traumatized for the rest of my life.

Number Seven

Childbirth

I don't know how in the world women go through this.

It sounds like the most horrible, painful, traumatizing thing in the world.

I'll just skip it, and adopt Asian babies.

Number Eight

Falling

I hate hate hate hate HATE it.
This is why I never ride The Rocket.

And I'm very wary of cliffs.

And stairs.

Number Nine

Robots

I am Robot.

Terminator.

Decepticons

The Day The Earth Stood Still

How many times do we have to watch the same story before we realize that robots will ultimately be the destruction of humanity?

The only good robots are Wall:E, Eva, and R2D2

The rest are just jerks

Number Ten

The Joker

Mostly just the Heath Ledger Joker.

He still gives me nightmares.

THe Jack Nicholson Joker just makes me laugh.

{SO}

There you have it.

My barmy fears.

Mock me if you will

But don't come crying to me when you're attacked by a chihuahua.

Or a robot.

The End.

Ten Hut! :)

I know it's hard to believe,

But I haven't always been the incredibly attractive,happy, bubbly, giggly, friendly gal that I am now.

I used to be a very angry person.

I had been convinced by the people that I thought were my friends, that I was not good, or smart, or pretty, or rich enough to matter.

Ergo, was labeled as a "loser" and tossed in the social outcast heap.

For those of you who have been through similar situations,

You know how horrible this feels.

Feeling like you'll never be good enough for anyone or anything.

Wishing you could steal a certain wizard's invisibility cloak and never have to face your peers.

I was miserable.

I hated everything and everyone,

And I didn't know how to change it.

{Then}

I met this amazing girl who taught me probably the most important thing I've ever learned:

As long as you think you're hot stuff, other people's opinions aren't worth poop.

My life drastically changed.

For the first time in a really long time, I let myself be happy.

And it was great.

But.

I still hadn't found my place, my niche.

The place that I really, truly belonged.

And would always belong. 

As the summer before my sophomore year of high school started, I decided that I needed to do something different.

Take a risk.

Do something wild.

So, at the insistance of one of my friends, I joined the marching band.

From the moment I first stepped on the field,

I knew.

I had found my place.

All of these people had been through almost exactly the same things I had; they knew how I felt, knew what I was going through and they instantly accepted me into their gloriously dorky family.

Over the next three years, my band literally became my family.

I laughed with them

Cried with them

Partied with them

Went to prom with them

Spent hundreds of hours on cramped busses with them

And I loved every second of it.

Now we're all graduated and moved on.

Scattered across the globe by missions, marriage, and school.

And though it's been years since I've seen or spoken to some of them, I know that they're still my family.

And whether it's my wedding, my baby shower, or even just my birthday

I know they'll always be there.

Because that's what familes are for.

My marching Tigers, thank you so much for everything.

You'll never know hom much you changed my life.

I love you all.

My name is Brittany, and I am a ginger.

There are many words that have been used to describe me.

Daughter Friend Happy Weird

Lame Crazy BORING

Silly BFF bandtasmic whore

 Leprechaun DRUMMER wench

midget babe trekkie

sweet pirate AGGIE

 nerd MORMON roommate

Quite the list eh?

Well I'm not done yet, there is one more word that is used to describe me. It is used affectionately, disdainfully, discriminately, categorically, fearfully, and overly too often.

Over my almost-twenty years of life I have been called this almost as often as I've been called my own name.

That's right ladies and gentlemen.

I am

A

{Ginger}

According to my dictionary, "ginger" can mean any of the following:

• a reedlike plant, Zingiber officinale, native to the East Indies but now cultivated in most tropical countries, having a pungent, spicy rhizome used in cookery and medicine.
• piquancy; animation: plenty of ginger in their performance of the dance.
• a yellowish or reddish brown

According to urbandictionary.com, a ginger is described as:

A human, characterized by pale skin, freckles and bright red hair. "Gingers" are generally considered to be inferior to their more melanin-rich brethren, and thus deservingly discriminated against. Gingers are thought to have no souls. The condition, "gingervitis" is genetic and incurable. Since there is obviously some discrepancy here, I think it is my duty as a proud Ginger to set the record straight. {Gingers are awesome} My proof?

See? the ginger category is where many of the coolest people in the world reside, myself included.
And yes: I can't walk outside without spf 9000 sunscreen on, I can play dot-to-dot with my freckles, I can't wear pink, and I am constantly mocked by the rest of society.
BUT
I think it a small price to pay to be this awesome.

AND
 I have been told at least 1789046352.12 times that I have the most beautiful hair in the world and that I should never dye it.

My conclusion?
All you haters out there are just jealous.
Because gingers are sexier than you.
Ha.

HA HA HA!

{The End}





My Life's Awesome. Fact. FACCCCCCT.

I know I've been a real dirty trash can full of poop in regards to my keeping you updated on my life. So, I'm going to tell you all exactly how my day was today.

A Day In The Life of An Incredibly Attractive Ginger That You Should Be Extremely Jealous of.

Take 1.

Firstly, I have the best schedule in the whole entire world. My first class isn't until 12:30 so I get to spend my mornings blissfuly sleeping in until 9 or 10....or sometimes almost until 11. Don't judge. Anywhoo...I got up this morning/almost afternoon incredibly excited because last night was the premeiere of Glee!! My almost favorite TV show of all time!!!! (It's in a three way tie with BIg Bang Theory and Chuck) So I get out my cute little laptop, log on to my cute little hulu, and then do you know what happened??? Hulu said that I can't watch Glee FOR A FETCHING WEEK UNLESS I BUY HULU PLUS!!! I flipped a biscuit.

After that: I went to class. Where I learned how to say this:

你 工作审理吗？

which means "is your work stressful?"

I'm so freaking Asian it's not even funny.

After my Asian class, I headed over to chill with my super cool, bald friend Ellis. He stole my laptop, hacked my facebook and changed my relationship status to "engaged"

So- everyone I know started freaking out because they thought that I was getting married. To Ellis' freshman roomate.

I had people calling me and texting me all day with their congratulations. I don't even have a fetching boyfriend! How in the poop could I magically be engaged? I'm not some freaky Shakespearean wench who decides she's soooooooooo in love with wimpy little Romeo after she's met him like twice.

I'm so not that girl.

Not even a little bit.

In the midst of my fake-fiance-fiasco (sweet alliteration there right?) I had to go to the rest of my classes where I was pretty much bored out of my ginger mind. Except in my FCHD class, which is always interesting because the professor is this adorable grad-student that I can't for the life of me tell if he's gay or not. Not that I really care mind you, it's just very difficult to tell. And it bugs me. Also he looks like a meerkat.

And adorable meerkat.

Remember how I made Swing Team? Well we have two practices a week and one of those was tonight. I spent two hours dancing my heart out, and realizing that I'm really not as good a dancer as I thought I was.

:(

My partner is a pretty chill guy. His name is Milo.

He wears exciting shoes.

Also, Milo is just a really cool name.

Basically, that was my day. Give or take a few unhealthy college student meals, some awkward encounters with Asians, and a lot of riding my adorable bike around campus. I lead a pretty charmed life.

It's ok if you're jealous.

The End.





Hobbits and Vulcans and Wizards.... Oh My!!!

I am a nerd.

A huge nerd.

And I'm ridiculously proud of it.

You might be one of those unfortunate people who thinks that being a nerd is a bad thing. If you are, my poor chillun- you need to change your ways. Go watch Star Wars and read a Harry Potter book or something.

Goodness.

All of my fellow nerds will agree with me when I say, that being a nerd is the only way to be. Life just wouldn't be as enjoyable if you couldn't wear batman underwear, carry a wand in your back pocket, and hope that by the time they establish Starfleet Academy- you're not too old to enroll.

Yes, I love Lord of The Rings. I've read the books many many many many times, and seen the movies far more times than is probably healthy. I want to be a hobbit. And Farmir's wife. And Pippin's wife. And live in Rohan, with my pet cave troll.

Yes I love Harry Potter. I cried on my eleventh birthday when I didn't get my Hogwart's letter. I would totally marry Severus Snape, and I say "Lumos" whenever I turn on a flashlight.

Yes, I love Star Trek. My faves are Original Series and Voyager. I am in love with Spock, and as previously stated I am anxiously awaiting the establishment of Star Fleet Academy.

I play Call of Duty. I watch cartoons. I love superheroes. I wish I could Air-bend. And I wear huge non-prescription glasses just for kicks 

I am a nerd.

And to all those people out there who mock me, or wonder how I have any friends, or pity the man who I end up married to...I have only this to say:

Avada Kedavra skank.

I'm happier than you.

The End.

Feelin' It In My Gizzard

On Monday I once again said farewell to my family and hometown and moved back up to Logan, Utah. Moving out was sad business, since I really love my family and had a lot of fun being home with them this summer, but I am definitely ready to be back up at school. I love Logan. I love Utah State. And I love my apartment.

Last summer, I lived in a dorm. It was tiny, but I loved it so much! It was a great atmosphere and all the people that lived around me were amazing! We all became really good friends, and still do stuff together. This year, me and some of my former roommates decided to live off campus in some apartments that were supposed to be bigger...It turns out that our apartment is very small, and has no storage space, but I actually really love it. It's cute, and cozy, and already it feels like a home.

AWESOME THINGS ABOUT MY APARTMENT:

• It has an upstairs AND a downstairs
• It has a dishwasher
• I live there
• My amazing fabulous roommies/ favorite people of all time ever live there too!
• We have a Harry Potter cupboard
• The Harry Potter cupboard has a trapdoor in the floor that I'm 87% sure leads to Narnia. I'll keep you posted.
• There are TWO BATHROOMS!!
• It's just the absolute cutest thing ever.

I am so. So. excited to live here. I just know that this year is going to be amazing. It's going to be great. And I'll tell you guys all about it.

The End

Top of The Ten

Nothing incredibly exciting has happened in my life thus far that you haven't already heard about, so I will resort to my ultimate plan B: lists.

My Ten Favorite Movies

1. Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl
2. Amelie
3. 500 Days of Summer
4. The Lord of The Rings: The Two Towers
5. Edward Scissorhands
6. Despicable Me
7. The Little Mermaid
8. Aladdin
9. Inception
10. The Dark Knight

My Ten Favorite Books

1. Where The Red Fern Grows: Wilson Rawls
2. Dandelion Wine: Ray Bradbury
3. The Book Thief: Markus Zusak
4. Harry Potter: J.K. Rowling
5. Ella Enchanted: Gail Carson Levine
6. Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close: Johnathon Safran Foer
7. Catch 22: Joseph Heller
8. 1000 Splendid Suns: Khaled Hosseini
9. Winnie The Pooh: A. A. Milne
10. Oh The Places You'll Go: Dr. Seuss

My Ten Favorite Bands

1. The Killers
2. SHINee
3. Vampire Weekend
4. Super Junior
5. Ingrid Michaelson
6. Regina Spektor
7. Jaymay
8. Louis Armstrong
9. The Airborne Toxic Event
10. Family Force 5

My Ten Favorite TV Shows

1. Glee
2. MONK
3. Big Bang Theory
4. Battlestar Galactica
5. FRIENDS
6. Americas Next Top Model
7. Brisco County Jr. 
8. PSYCH
9. That 70's Show
10. Top Gear

My Ten Favorite Fictional Men

1. Aladdin
2. Eugene Fitzherbert
3. Mr. Darcy
4. Tom Hanson (500 Days of Summer)
5. Damon (Make it or Break it)
6. Prince Henry (Ever After)
7. Indiana Jones
8. Spock (The New One)
9. Captain Jack Sparrow
10. Chuck Bartowski

My Ten Favorite Actors

1. Johnny Depp
2. Zachary Levi
3. Joseph Gordon-Leavitt
4. Rupert Grint
5. Colin Firth
6. Jackie Chan
7. Will Smith
8. Robert Downey Jr. 
9. Steve Carrell
10. Andrew Garfield

My Ten Favorite Foods

1. Shrimp
2. PB&J
3. Sushi
4. Chocolate
5. Dole Whips
6. Pizza
7. Subway's Seafood Sensation Sandwich
8. Bacon
9. Flaming Cheetos

My Ten Favorite Actresses

1. Reese Whitherspoon
2. Catherine Zeta-Jones
3. Kate Winslet
4. Zooey Deschanel
5. Queen Latifa
6. Audrey Hepburn
7. Audrey Tautou
8. Jane Lynch
9. Judi Dench
10. Hilary Swank

I was going to try and make 10 Top 10 lists.... but I kind of ran out of things to list. So I'm going to be done now.

Moral of The Story: 10 can actually be a lot.

The End.