Wimpy-ass to a total bad-ass

I don't know about any of you, but I absolutely love movies where the one weak character turns into such a bad-ass that they become your new favorite character.  Recently my friends and I had a wimpy-ass to bad-ass movie marathon.  The movies included the 2006 version of Hill's have eyes, lifetime movie odd girl out, and enough.  I just love it when the weakest character finally fights back, albeit with words or their actual fists, it just makes me go at the screen "Yeah, kick their asses."  Take the movie enough, for example.  The battered wife finally decides to fight back, but only after her own child has been threatened.  See people don't realize their own strength.  People tear others done because of three reasons: (1) it makes their pathetic lives seem much more interesting, (2) somehow in the bullying and destroying of others it makes the bullies feel better, (3) they feel like they are powerful because no one will stand up to them.  Now there are some out there that can ignore how others act, or make excuses for them.  But I think it will never happen if people actually spoke their minds about what they really think of one another.  The odd girl out movie took two hours for that poor teenage girl to get confidence back and tell the bitch to fuck off.  Take the power away, and you have a human being.  Imagine that.  Except in hills have eyes, where they were all cannibalistic, inbred mutants, who were exposed to radiation.  Then those type of people deserve to be physically hurt, and even killed. 

I love October

The month of October is the best of them all.  It's the start of fall, so leaves begin to turn this beautiful orange, red, and yellow color.  Then because the holdiay of the month is Halloween, there are thousands of things to do.  There's hayrides, mazes, Carowinds becomes Scarowinds, fall festivials, and so much more.  The best thing about the month of October, is all the scary movies on t.v.  I love scary movies, in fact I would go as far as to even say I'm addicted.  It's ironic for me to say that I love them, because I'm a huge scardey cat.  If I'm watching a movie by myself I will change it something else every time something scary is going to happen, or if there is suspensful music, I'll mute the T.V.  that way its less intimidating for me.  Even thought the scary genre freaks me out, I will watch them.  Currently I'm into supernatural, and the American Horror Story.  Now, it's not far since American Horror Story just came on and Supernatural has been on for over seven years, but Supernatural is my all time favorite.  Two hot guys fighting a mulitude of evil beings, totally loving it.  The best thing about the movies and the shows, is when they're watched with friends and you all scream at the same time, and the best effect is when they're watched in total darkness.  My all time favorite Scary Movie to this day would have to be the original Friday the 13th, and the original Halloween.  The only thing about the movies that come on, is that 2 out of 4 channels will no doubt show A Nightmare Before Christmas, and while that is a good movie, I don't want the songs stuck in my head till Christmas!

I can't believe I was ever intimidated by math and natural disaster movies

Years ago I hated math, with a passion that was questionable.  Now though I seem to love it.  I think the majority of that was the teachers I had over the past four years.  Math, to me is an acquired taste and those that teach it, have to really love it.  It used to be where all those numbers and tests and formulas would about send me it to a frenzy and panic attacks, now I'm totally okay with it.  Even loving it.  The other day my aunt need help in her slope formulas and I kind of felt like that activity was fun, so who knew.  And yes I know, I am a nerd.  The other thing that intimidated me was natural disaster movies.  Movies such as Dante's Peak, Volcano, Twister, or Posiedon.  I was convinced that some how those events were going to happen in Anderson. Now that I'm older though I do realized there are places that have disasters that bad, but Anderson isn't in the location for them.  So now I'm okay with watching them.  Except Posiedon, that movie has made me never want to get on a boat.

I'm writing this blog but I should be doing....

Oh, Good Lord there is a mile-long list of what I should be doing, but instead I'm writing this blog.  Most of what I should be doing is cleaning and homework, but I can't seem to start on either one.  It's my mother's birthday today, and between doing errands and treating her to lunch, I've seem to have forgotten most of my chores.  And now I really don't want to start them.  I have two papers due between Monday and Tuesday, one for communications, and another for your class Mrs. Smith, Yeah!  But that's not what is going to take up most of my time this weekend, what will though is the outline for my biology research paper, and biology homework.  I'm starting to freak out over this science course,  I don't understand why I even need this class because I'm majoring in creative writing and that does not have to do with any sciences.  And with cleaning there's just so much, and since I'm an ocd perfectionist, that tends to be more work, than it actually is.  However, what I am doing, and what I should be doing completely different from what I want to be doing.  I want to be working on my fanfiction stories and buying more songs from itunes.  I'm currently listening to the band Rains, and my favorite song so far is look in my eye. 

I wonder if a person's birth month determines they're favorite season

I absolutely love cold weather.  Now this might be because of many reasons, I was born in January, or I've never really had a one consistent season, but out of all the seasons winter and the middle-to-end of fall is my favorite.  Now in the summer and spring there is more activities and more places to visit, but I feel like winter is a wonderland, even without the snow.  (Or in Anderson's case ice).   The best thing I love about winter is how you can chill, by being warm.  It seems like every winter I get together with a bunch of friends, make some pop-corn, hot chocolate, and sit and watch a scary movie.  It's the best thing about winter.  Now I love scary-movies and will watch them all the time, but during cold weather it seems better.  I think it has to do with how it gets dark earlier, and during cold weather there is rarely anyone out, so all is quiet.  Everytime someone is talking about weather, I've noticed that people want it to be warmer in order to go to the beach, or tanning, etc., and I also noticed that each of them had been born sometime in the months of warm-weather.   I started to wonder if the month a person was born in, has a further outlook on their favorite season.  A lot of people who were born in the warmer months are more acceptable to summer, while I was born in winter and love cold weather.  There's so much to do in cold weather- ice festivals, christmas, when it snows you can have snowball fights, snowmen, snow-angels, halloween, thanksgiving, etc.  However, my most favorite thing about cold weather is how it is so easy to make money.  Black friday, the day right after thanksgiving, starts for most people around 8 o'clock that thursday night.  Well down here in the south, it gets a little chilly, and that's like the best thing for me.  My friends and I drive around with a huge container of  coffee, and hot chocolate, and biscuits and serve them for a dollar.  By daylight we usually have all the money we will need for christmas shopping.  It's the best

People's stupidity amazes me and I desperately wish I had normal dreams

This week even after being given a grueling work load in my biology class, there has only been two things that I have concentrated on harder than the others.  I'm not like my family, or at least my relatives through my mom and dad.  My mother and father were both born in a time of such great transitions.  My father was born in the early 1950s and my mother was born in the late 1950s.  They were both born where blacks were just getting their equality treatment.  My parents are not racists, but there family is.  This is one of the reasons I believe we live two states away from them.  Spending time with my cousins is hard when I'm so open-minded. My cousins are very racist and just plain biased.   This week alone has drilled into me of how open-minded I can be.  I believe love choses the person, and whatever goes on in a person's bedroom is no one's business unless it is hurting someone else. Or you know they make a video and post it online, then it's EVERYONE'S business.  My point, however, is that if you're gay, straight, by, transgender, or into group it is none of my damn business, no one's business.  I have always judged by the content of the character not the color, race, religion, or ethnicity.  Earlier this week I overheard two people discussing a person who had robbed an elderly couple and beats his own children.  One of the person's said "well at least he wasn't gay, because gays are causing this country to go into ruin."  Umm, What the hell?  First I would just like to say that many great historians held secrets of being gay, and were fine leaders.  Many great Roman emperors were gay.  I think whoever you take to your bed is your business.  How does being gay have to do with robbing someone?  I also heard racism every where I went.  Two people in front of me at the store went on and on about a black women.  They incensed me when the used the hate word even.  No one on this earth is of "pure blood".  Somewhere down the line everyone has something in them that they hate.  So I ask this question, How stupid can some people be?  Do they have so much hatred in them that they are blind to character?  This stupidity is also showing up in other ways, like rudeness and impoliteness.  People are scared that the world is evil, it itsn't the world, it's the people.  I have just one thing about this, OPEN YOUR EYES, AND LOOK AT WHO YOU JUDGE.  Thank God though that I have a lot more people who are open minded.  While I'm on the topic of overhearing people in the student lounge this week I overheard people discussing how their dreams are located in their short term memories and then I heard them discuss their dreams.  The majority consisted of forgetting homework, missing work, or the loss of a loved one.  I am sad and strangely distrubed to report that I do not have normal dreams.  My dreams consist of valoso raptors chasing me into the sanctuary of my church to where there is a T-Rex.  I still won't watch jurassic park no more, in fear I will once again have this dream.   Then there was the one where I was trapped in the apartment building from the movie "Quarentine"  and the rabid, man-eating zombies are going to eat me, unless I can solve the math problem.  And the problem is on a regular chalk-board!  I haven't seen one of those in ages.  Well except in T.V.  Then there is the weirdest one, where my desk turns into a magical portal and I fall onto a deck of books.  I have to make it across the shark-infested waters to the other side and go to the amusement park.  This is a recurring dream, and I have yet to finished it.  Everytime the shark lunges at me I wake up.  I once had a teacher tell me I need to see a dream therapist, still haven't gone.  Unfortauntly, I want normal dreams.  It might help me focus more in other things, if I weren't constantly plagued by the thought that I have abnormal dreams.

Sometimes I fell like an Alien among my peers

My mother is the most sociable human being I have ever known.  So it was a huge shock when I was extremely shy when I was little.  It took me awhile to work up the courage to say hi to someone else and make friends.  I have had the priviledge, however, to have grown up in a small town.  This way every year I knew most of the people in my classes and rarely ever had to put myself out there again.  I have had many friends- close friends, random friends, and even just accquaintices- but it wasn't untill the sixth grade when I realized how different the friendships were.  I started coming out more and being more outspoken, but at the same time there were girls who were my best friends in elementary that I felt I no longer fit in with them.  I was practically an only child because there was an eight year difference between my sister and I, so I was really introverted.  Sometimes people annoyed the daylights out of me so in most cases I wanted to be left alone or work alone.  Entering the sixth grade was extremely different, you now had many others who didn't go to the same elementary school and suddenly my closest friends were interested in what everyone else was doing and how they could copy them.  This was the first moment that I felt unfamiliar with them.  Their version of a good time now existed of getting dropped off at places-perferably the mall- and then getting picked up later.  My version of a good time was hanging out at someone's house just shooting the breeze or watching a scary movie.  My friendship with others started to change that day.  I lost many of whom I thought was my best friends and gained new ones who are still by my side today.  The next few years of adolescents made me feel worse about not belonging.  Others my age were more interested in gossiping and partying, while I chose not to follow that road.  When I refused to say something bad about a person, I was then made fun of for being a goody-two-shoes.  The hardest came when I was at the beach with a couple friends and they started passing around a joint and a can of beer.  I did not, nor do I, need to be high or drunk to have a good time.  So I left and lost people whom I considered my best friends.  Finally around the eleventh grade I stopped feeling this way.  Now don't get me wrong, there are a few moments still with my friends that I feel like I don't belong, but I now longer care.  I've embraced that I'm different.  I mean I would rather listen to foreigner than lady gaga anyday.  But I did realize to embrace being different than my peers, this is what's going to make me achieve my dreams, and stand out more.