The Post About Creativity

In the midst of summer I am trying to keep myself busy. Not really with loads of plans or anything, but rather with some creative stimulation: writing, reading, crafting, and just creating in general.

If you have been living in a home with a television, you have probably heard of Phineas and Ferb the Disney Channel show. The whole point of the show is that the boys are trying not to waste their summer break so they make all these crazy inventions and whatnot. So, naturally, I have had my screwdriver and Lowers card out all summer.

But really, I can't even cut a board straight let alone build anything cool with one.

Rather than building towers to the moon and back, I have been writing feverishly and filming a short film with some of my friends. It is a zero budget production with poor audio and video and no hope of ever seeing the light of day. However, it is keeping us active, productive, and creative.

There are some people in this world that will tell you that they just aren't creative and that my dear reader is a bunch of bull. Everyone has the capacity to be creative in one way or another. The problem with people thinking they aren't creative stems from how humans have divided out creativity. Slowly we have taken the idea of creativity and given it out to only a few activities.

Meaning that drawing, painting, sketching, poetry, acting, writing, and other traditional tangible art forms have been deemed creative. However, I would say that there is creativity in everything that you do. If you are a cook, architect, landscaper, scientist, bank manager, PR rep, or really any job that involves you using your brain... you are being creative, taking nothing and turning it into something that works.

Creativity should be defined as using your brain to do something you care about. If you care about sports don't just write it off as an athletic and nothing more. Allow it to be your form of creative expression. Allow yourself to create plays or a dream team with the perfect balance of offense and defense (please excuse my poor and rather vague sports talk. The closest I ever got to sports was box soccer in elementary school.... so I'm all like "you put the ball/puck into the square/spot/goal place...").

So I guess this is my poorly constructed and mediocrely written message to you: Stop telling yourself you "just aren't that creative" and find something that you care about to be creative with. That way when summer is over and everybody asks "What did you do this summer" you can answer with some validity.

The Other Post About Gatsby

Alright, lets have a quicky.

I have already posted on this blog about the Great Gatsby movie, however that was long before the movie came out, so clearly I need to post on it again.

The movie was wonderful and the casting was as close to perfection as you can get -I mean we are talking about Leonardo DiCaprio here. Also the dresses made me dream of a closet from the '20s.

There were a few liberties taken when it came to the plot, but it matched the book enough to please me -which isn't a hard thing to do when we are talking about Mr.DiCaprio.

So go see the movie, but read the book first, or don't read the book and be one of those people in the theater that doesn't even know who Fitzgerald is.

The Post About The Ultimate Mother

In my life I am blessed with many people that I look up to. Today is mother's day and there are four people I  need to thank. My mother, both my grandmother, and my great grandmother. This post is especially to thank my great grandmother, because she is the ultimate mother.

At 110 years old, she still continues her roles as a mother to her daughters, grandchildren, and even great grandchildren. That's right she has 3 generations of children and adults to love. At that age I could never remember over 30 birthdays, but she can. I still get a birthday card every year with a handwritten message inside.

I am sure that not a lot of people really care about my great grandmother, but I feel so obligated to let the world know about this amazing mother, grandmother, great grandmother, and great great grandmother.

So happy mothers day to not only my great grandmother, but to any woman who has ever been a loving mother.

The Post About Swimsuits

I have the biggest unofficial war waged on swimsuits. They are evil, pure evil!

No, I am not being irrational I have perfectly good explanations for this vicious battle.

One: no swimsuit ever fits properly after you wear it. I swear they have a secret mechanism that makes them stretch in the exact shape your body is not! After about the third time wearing it, it is no longer a swimsuit, just a misshapen heap of fabric on the floor of your closet doomed to spend the entirety of winter laying hopeless only to face the trash come next spring.

Two: all swimsuits sold today that aren't for toddlers and seventy year old women are bikinis, and what is a bikini good for? Swimming? Covering your skin? certainly not either of those because that would be outrageous. 

Also, just a side note of bikinis, more often than not you have to buy a top and a bottom separately. No target I will not spend 20 dollars on a top and then be forced to spend another 20 on a pair of bottoms, because that is forty dollars and I can buy two t-shirts that completely cover my body and can be worn during all seasons for forty dollars.

Three: Wearing a wet swimsuit is one of the worst feelings ever! I live in Michigan and the sun doesn't try out a swimsuit completely for a good three hours.... 3 HOURS! I don't want to sit for three hours, I would rather just change out of it, except then when I want to go swimming again I have to put on a wet swimsuit (which is just as horrible a feeling really)

That was my rant on swimsuits and my reasons for waging this intense war! I hope that you weren't too annoyed with all of the grammar mistakes and complete lack of sentence structure, overwhelming rage due to swimwear can do that do you grammar.

The Post About Farewell

A dear friend of mine has just moved a significant distance away. I have known him since I was a little girl, but we were never friends until last year. It is only now that he is leaving that I wish I would have got to know him sooner.

I realize that change can be good and inevitable, but it can also be sad.

A change like this has no doubt had an effect on my friend, but it has also had an effect on a whole group of people that loved and cared for this dear boy. His thoughts and opinions brought a lot to my group of friends, just as much as his jokes and smiles.

We are so lucky to have techknowledgies in our lives that allow us to keep in touch with people when they move away. In one second I can send a message halfway across the world if I want and stay connected with anyone no matter how far away they may go.

To end this short and serious post I would like to say thank you and good luck to my friend -you know who you are. I hope to see you soon.

The Post About TV Domino Syndrome

We have all done it.

We have all sat there for at least half and hour watching trashy TV. Not just the TV that is written and produced okay but with bad content.
No.
I am talking about straight up B. A. D, bad television.

Now I have my fair share of weaknesses and one of them is television shows. No matter how bad it is I have to sit there and watch the entire episode.
I have no idea why, it is probably some unfulfilled desire in my soul that lives to find out what boy Kathy will pick, or when Sally will wake up from her coma, or when Anthony will find out that Max is his evil twin, or when Jayton will reveal that he is secretly in love with his best friends girlfriend.
It is something roughly along those lines.

Anyways, you know what I am talking about, all of the really, really, really horrible television shows with names like The Tears of Out Past and Moments of  Our Dreams and Malibu Love.
And you sit there and think how is this show even running?
Where do they get the fans from, it is the single dumbest thing I have ever seen?

However, as you sit there and think about how horrible it is, you are watching it. You are talking about it. You are thinking about it!

Now, because I am a professional and can rightly make these decisions, I have decided this is called the TV domino syndrome.

The TV domino syndrome can work in good ways, but it mostly works in horrible, horrible, life ruining, time wasting, brain-cell-depleting, IQ- lowering ways.
The basic principle of the TV domino syndrome is that once you see a television show the first domino, the initial viewing, has been tapped. Then the second domino falls from the first and you all did that as a child.

With good TV like Doctor Who or Sherlock or Merlin or Sherlock, this is a very good thing, because it introduces you to some of the finest art produced for our televisions.
However, when TV domino syndrome occurs with bad television you have a problem. You get so caught up in how horrible it is you don't realize you have just watched eight episodes in a row and for some reason you find your self looking it up on Netflix and before you know it you might actually care, just a little bit whether or not Sally will wake up from her coma..... again.

So I leave you with this very important information: Never fall prey to the TV domino syndr- OH, who am I kidding!?!?! Even the strongest of human intellects fall prey to some degree of TV domino syndrome.

The Post About School Hallways

I have always enjoyed certain aspects about school. I mean you have to admit that the social aspect alone is pretty good -sorry home-schoolers.

But I also enjoy learning,
Sometimes,
I mean if I want to,
Ok so not usually.

But I do like to take in information I think is interesting or cool. I mean do I really care what the square root of 198 is? Do I really care what the surface temperature of the moon is? Do I really care what the ratio of elements in the air is? Not really.

If anyone can tell me the answers to those questions that would be great because I have idea!

However, I love learning about the motives of the Civil War, the reasons behind a humans self preservation, the basic structure of communication, and most of all people!

I just love to learn about emotions, ideas, hopes and dreams, instinct, struggles, all the things that go along with being a human.

Now there isn't a class called "Learning to be Human 101." However, a school, a high school especially, is one of the best places to learn about humans. It is one of the best places to get an idea of love, stress, lying, cheating, stealing, boredom, friendship, and social hierarchy. You spend five minutes in a high school hallway and you can watch relationships begin, grow, and break up within the blink of an eye. Most people don't notice as they rush through the halls, plowing over innocent bystanders as they power walk to there next class, but I usually do.

Now, I'm not creepy or anything but I have a really horrid habit of listening in on other people's conversations. It isn't technically eavesdropping because it isn't intentional! It's not my fault that you walk in front of or behind me and decide to talk loud enough for me to hear!

Ok, so maybe it is eavesdropping, but I can talk about that problem another day.

Anyways, when I walk in the halls and hear all of these things around me I can't help but analyze and assess every word people say. I blame being a writer personally, but others tell me it is just because I am strange.

I have always hated that answer, "Because your strange." That's not an answer it's just a cop out designed to make the other person feel slightly inferior without feeling hurt.

I guess what I am trying to say is that if you are studying Psychology just walk around a high school for ten minutes and I am sure you will pass.