2011

WOW! It's 2011!

What has happened in my life?!

I survived my first semester of junior year! I made so many amazing friends.
Seriously, this semester I think I've had so many friendships grow than all the others. Part of that is branching out in the art department. I was able to make friends in the graphic design area because of my illustration class. And friends in the film department from animation. Jojo introduced me to the lovely staff of The Point magazine, and I will continue to grow in those friendships because I'm a staff designer for next semester!!
 I also said a physical good bye to my beloved Jojo for 8 months, as she is off to D.C. to become the best journalist the world has ever known. But her departure just means that I will be even more inclined to facebook, text, call, skype, and pretty much attempt to get in contact with her any way possible. You hear that Jo?! Your snail-mail box is going to be packed, because there is no escaping me. ;] 

I'm taking a bookmaking class next semester! I am so excited to see what that's all about. My interest in books has been growing since I started using them in my art and it has led me to look not only at paper art careers, but also being a librarian or a book restorer. But we'll see, I still have so much more of life to go through before I settle on something like a career.

I have also been greatly influenced by Disney's 50th animated feature film, Tangled.
I swear they based the character of Rapunzel on me. Just in the very first song of the movie she does:
-chores, sweeps, polishes, waxes, laundry, mops, shines, and sweeps again
.......okay maybe that part doesn't sound exactly like me.
But then she:
-reads a book (or maybe two or three), paints, plays guitar, knits, cooks, solves puzzles, plays darts, bakes, makes paper mache, practices ballet, plays chess, does pottery, practices ventriloquy, makes candles, stretches, sketches, climbs, sews a dress, rereads the books, paints some more, and then brushes and brushes and brushes and brushes her hair.
Fwew! That's a lot to do in one day, but if you were locked in a tower for 18 years, you would probably be looking for things to do too.
I know that I don't have much hair to brush and brush and brush, but I will! Like many other girls out there, I have been inspired to grow out my hair.
All because of Claire Keane, who did the concept art for the film:

See what I mean? Scissors aren't coming near my hair for a loooooooong time.

But seriously, the art from this movie is almost more beautiful than the film itself. And this, folks, is a beautiful film.

But what of my fashion shenanigans? Well, that's all still going. I've been hit pretty hard by the poor-college-student and the all-nighter-grab-something-cheap-and-24-hours-oh-wait-that's-fast-food slices of life, so personal fashion has not really taken a back burner. But it's not as fabulous as it could be. 

That hasn't stopped me from continuing to keep my eye out though! Like this beauty...

Sweet Visionary Dress

I adore this dress with every fashionable cell in my body. If only I had the $159.99 of pocket change to actually own something this beautiful. My mom saw it and said that it would make a good "going away" dress for a wedding. But there isn't room for anything remotely close to wedding talk on this blog or in this year...

So here's to a 2011 filled with unknowns and undiscovered adventures!

-Brenna Kathleen

She & Him Paper Art

I know I haven't updated in a while, mostly because I've been working on school things like this:

I made this gig poster for She & Him in my illustration class. I've been getting closer and closer to getting the paper art things right, and developing my own style. I'm also trying to work paper into my next project for sculpture class, a kinetic sculpture.
That's it for now, more will be updated when these next two weeks are over and I have Christmas break.
toodles!
-Brenna Kathleen

Life, it will get the better of you

I haven't updated in quite a while. I also haven't finished my "Geek Chic" series, but I have drafts saved, so more will come in due time.

I've gotten caught up in school and life. It's exciting in some parts, not so in others.
I did turn 21 in October! It was my golden birthday, and lived up to that title.

I've been thinking about how your life opens up after college. You can go anywhere and do anything. My ideas so far were to go straight into work, or grad school. But I've grown tired of where I am. The new and shiny aspect of California. Everything is up to date, and the here-and-now. I want old and worn. A place with a history that goes back far longer than my own.

I think that's why I loved Germany so much. All those enchanting forests have been there for hundreds of years, and civilization has sprung up around it, but the aged feeling still lingers.

I've joked about with plans of moving to England and taking week or weekend trips to Paris, Amsterdam, and Berlin. Of visiting not only museums, but all the old libraries and bookshops as well as cafés.

And it doesn't help that my dearest roommate, Jojo, directed me to this website.
Now I want nothing more than to relocate my living quarters to a cramped room filled to the brim with books, and I also long to go to Paris for the sole purpose of visiting Shakespeare & Co. A little independent bookstore located on Paris' left bank that has quite an interesting history to it.

I wonder if such a life will ever be possible. Another option I've been thinking over is owning my own little bookshop someday. I could make art on the side, and build up my own land of literary whimsy. I doubt it will be able to happen, starting your own business sounds like it takes a lot of money. But it's my dream.

Until I once again feel compelled to write and/or complete what I have already started, I hope your lives are filled with enchantment and whimsy
-Brenna Kathleen

Amen

I was going through my inspiration folder, thinking about my various art projects I'm working on, and came across this image. I think it sums it up what I think about art pretty well.
-Brenna Kathleen

Just like Harry's first ride on the Knight Bus...

My third year started out with a bang!

The roommies and I arranged our room so we all have a sweet set up. All lofted beds so we have our own space under them for our desks and various sitting places.
I have room under for my desk and the perfect amount of space for my thrifted chair, Jane.

Popsicle loves sitting in his little spot by the window and watches the people walk by outside.

What I've found most exciting (besides my awesome prof for Theology 2, my illustration, and Animation classes), is a project that I actually have only had a small part in.
At the end of summer, my dearest Amber came over and helped me with making a new sketchbook. I had an old book cover, extra paper, needle, and thread. Problem was, I didn't know how to make that into a new sketchbook. Amber did. So the darling took it from me, put it all together, and then presented it to me a few days ago.

Ladies and Gentlemen, My new sketchbook...

Yup, that's right. It's in an old hardcover binding of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.
After Amber handed it over to me, I quickly got to work "pimping" it out.

What you see in the picture above is a pasted in Ravenclaw stationary page (I put in several of those), my own penned version of The Jabberwocky poem by Lewis Carroll, a pasted in red envelope that reminds me of a howler, and one of the original pages from the book( several of those are also put in).
There are other things I added like lined paper, and a ribbon bookmark. Amber had sewed in not just the brown pages, but also pages form my old stash of drawing paper and watercolor paper as well.

Want to know the BEST part? It's Harry's third year at Hogwarts. It's my third year at Biola. And what an adventurous year it will be.

Happy back to school everyone!
-Brenna Kathleen

The 80's, Cat Lady, and The Quickly Flipping Calendar

You know in the movies, when they want to show that time is passing at a quick rate and they show the calendar pages flipping past you as the days fly by?
That's how I feel my life is. There aren't enough days for me. Mostly because I'm gone at work from 8-11 pretty much all the time. I actually start work around 12 or 1, but I come in early with my dad since it's easier than him driving all the way from downtown and back to take me to work. I get Mondays off. But I only have 2 of those left until I move back, and I have to pack and fix my bike up, and come up with an efficient yet small organization system for my dorm (since I have less floor/art storage space this year because of new bed configurations). Also, there are people who want to hang out with me. Why they all wait until I have to work every day, all day, I'll never know. But it's driving me mad.

Speaking of fixing up my bike...
I'm SO excited to be starting on that. Yesterday (on my day off) my dad took me to the local bicycle warehouse where I picked up new handlebars and grips. Then we went to Home Depot and I got primer, lacquer, and a new pretty color for my darling two wheeled friend.
Now I need to find time to clean all the parts, sand and paint it, and wait for my new tire tubes to arrive in the mail. I've talked about my bike, right? I finally named him. Theodore. So cuddly, so proper. Good 'ole Theodore. I can't wait to fix him up and add the finishing touches of a vintage basket and my new bike bell straight from Amsterdam that my parent's brought back for me.

And now speaking of work....
The show I'm working on right now is called Mixtape. It's pretty much a musical overview of the 80's. Which is pretty cool, even though I only had 2 months in the decade I can still remember some things that carried on to the 90's. Pretty cool, that is, until you have "Eye of The Tiger" stuck in your head for 3 days straight. I'm sitting in the theater right now, in fact, early in the day while the carpenters are working on the set, listening to some nice chill-out-modern-day music.  I've got some amazing acoustic-early-days-when-she-was-awesome Lady Gaga (check out the song "No Floods" it's wonderful), some Stephen Speaks, Owl City, Jason Mraz, Jane Monheit, Ben Rector, Jeff Pianki, Colbie Caillat, Pomplamoose,  and Regina Spektor. Talk about easy listening.
So now I'm doing a deep cleanse of my eardrums for the day until it gets gunked up again with the likes of the Jem theme song, tons of MJ songs, "Papa Don't Preach", Madonna, and "Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For" (which makes my mind jump to praise songs after the verses, look it up on youtube, if you want to know what I mean).
Don't get me wrong though, I do have a certain respect for the 80's. I mean, Captian Eo..... need I say more?
It's the kind of thing that happens no matter what show you're working on though. Last summer, I couldn't stand songs from The Fantastiks for weeks after I worked it. I could recite the entire play of Harvey at the beginning of the summer when I was on book for weeks. I guess now is my chance to get a thorough 80's education.


.....Bet you're wondering what all this has to do with the 'Cat Lady' in the title...
I just put that in there because I am a cat lady. Most people shudder and give me hateful looks when I admit to it. Several people have told me I should stop admitting it to save my reputation. But I love cats. I've always wanted one. So much that I used to pretend to be one when I was little. I think that when you start pretending to be your own pet cat is when you have confirmation of you being a cat person.
We have a particularly sweet kitty on our street that always tries to get into our house when we come home. He's a beautiful cat too... he looks almost like an ocelot. He runs over from the front yard of his house and attempts to sneak in next to us. So I give him some pats and skratches and tell Mr. Cat that he can't come in our house today. Then I usually close the door slowly on him as I secretly wish I could grab him up in my arms and snuggle with him as I curl up with a cup of tea.
Someday I will own a cat. It's one of those dreams that I've had for so long that it comes before children in my book, probably even marriage since I'm expecting that nothing like that will happen until I'm 30.

Best things about today?
1. Got my Starbucks Gold card in the mail = free grande tuxedo this morning to go with my yummy blueberry muffin (oh how I love muffins...)
2. Brought one of my Nutella snack packs from Germany with me, also my 'Nerd Herd' travel mug with a PG Tips tea bag in it, ready for a nice cuppa.
3. Found the mysterious disappearing third Milka bar in my almost unpacked from Germany suitcase. I knew I had one more!
4. My fake bro, Rayray, told me he knows what he's getting me for my big Two One bday coming up in october. AND my real-bro-at-sea-in-the-Caribbean-with-the-best-cruise-job-ever told me he got both of my bday pressies in the mail today. Needless to say, so much curiosity is building up inside of me right now.

There's another crazy word jumbled update from me!
-Brenna Kathleen

Die Pfirsiche

^^ Is probably the one word in German that I will never be able to pronounce.
And that's saying something since I'm the girl who can now say
"Shiftfahrtskapitänskajutentürklinkenputzmittelverschlussöffner"
THAT word means something like the cleaner for the door handle of the captain's quarters on the ship.

"Pfirsiche" means peach.

Besides ridiculous German words. Why do you think I'm so educated in the language now? Perhaps because a few days ago I came back from my AWESOME TRIP TO GERMANY!
woot.
Needless to say I loved it. I fell in love with the country and with the people.
I was only there for a little over two weeks, but it felt like I was there for a month.
It was crazy and hard teaching the kids and being there for them when there was a language barrier. But even if some didn't know much English, there were always those around who did and who could help translate.
I also relied on intonations and situations quite a bit. I could tell what someone was saying based on what was going on and how they said it. It was actually quite funny when I reacted to something like that because then they all stopped and stared at me and said "you understand what we say?"

Maybe I should tell this story in order......
Okay. So.
I drove up with the lovely Amber to LA and met up with parts of the team the day before we flew out of LAX. Met Christine at the airport the next day and, after a slight scramble to find her passport that ended up being in her wonderful bf's car, we were off!
The day it took to get there felt like a million years, and the next week we spent at the E-camp (English camp) in the beautiful East German country side by an amazing lake while being completely surrounded by German forests filled with birch trees.
It was difficult being thrown into a group of about 50 German kids all at different levels of English  comprehension, and being given the responsibility of teaching them English, a bible study, and getting them to just talk to you all while living and eating with them 24 hours a day.
It was difficult at first because of my shyness and inability to be able to strike up a conversation.  But soon I was able to just get them excited and talking to me just by asking them to teach me some German. After that I got to know them well enough to talk and hang out with them.

It was an amazing week. There were so many things that God taught me the entire time. He gave me confidence and talent to get up in front of everyone and play and sing my uke not only for my English class, not only for the girls in my room, but for the entire camp, AND the church service the last Sunday we were there in front of the whole Guben congregation.
I've been told I have a beautiful voice and that people are mesmerized when I sing and play. I still don't get it. I hate hearing myself sing. But It's something that I am unable to go a day without doing.

It was difficult to say goodbye to everyone when camp was over, even though turns out we ended up spending the second week with a good chunk of them. There were still some people that we didn't see again, like Börni. He became like one of the team. Crazy, German, and loved by Brandon. That about sums it up. He became a pert of our little American family, and we all miss him.
There were two girls that I got very close to while at camp. LeJo and Thea. They were both in the room that Amber and I were in at camp, and we ended up staying in their amazingly fairy home after.

I keep talking about after camp, I should just tell you.
After two crazy days of running around Berlin, seeing the sights (some of them several times). We went down to Königs Westerhausen to hang out and do church work with some of the kids from camp. When we got there we were told it was better if we just stayed there instead of taking the train from Berlin every day, so we were all set up with homes that we could go and stay in. Ian, Brandon, Alysha, and Christine all went to stay at Viktoria's house (who is a complete sweetheart and only 16, even though I though she was 19 the entire time), and Amber and I went to stay with Thea and Leonie.
We had an amazing week there, hanging out with the kids every day, going to the beach with them, doing prayer walks, and the last day we were there we all went to the Pergamon Museum and then to the other side of Berlin to a church BBQ.
The Pergamon was awesome, and heartbreaking at the same time. Our group got split up so it turned into a museum trip that had us trying to find the other half of people as we tried to keep our half together at the same time. 
But I know I'll be going back to Berlin someday.
I'll be back to Germany, for sure.
Most of us are already counting on going back to the camp next year.
So I'm going to be studying German like crazy this year on top of my schooling.

Also, Germany is the MOST inspiring place ever for an artist. If you're creative in any way. I'm going to tell you right now.
Go.To.Germany.
the forests that are broken up with sudden fields of sunflowers or wheat. the houses that all look like they were ripped from a story book. I swear I even saw Rapunzel's tower rising above the rolling tree tops right outside of Guben.

I'm excited to see what comes of my art after all of this. Also what happens with my relationships with other people, especially since I've grown incredibly closer to the 5 other people I traveled with these past 2 weeks.

That was an incredibly jumbled review of my trip. It doesn't even come close to describing everything. I'll never be able to fully tell people what happened.
We were kings and queens in a wonderous land. Now we're just kids again.
I'm going to miss Narnia.
But I'll come back. No need to say goodbye

-Brenna Kathleen

Home Sweet Home...

I made it! I survived my sophomore year of college. I thought the 18 units were going to pound me into the carpet of my extremely cluttered dorm room.
But after hours of packing and cleaning, traffic, and more traffic resulting in a 3 hour long drive that should have only lasted 1 1/2, I'm home. Yes, I have lots of boxes in the family room that I have to go through over the next few days. Yes, I start work on Tuesday after missing it completely due to traffic today. Yes, I have to do an extreme downsize on everything that I'll be bringing back. But I'm done and home! I've forgotten how comfy my bed here is. I can't wait to snuggle in it again, even if I'm surrounded by suitcases and boxes when I wake up.

Since I'm here and resting. I can leisurely look at web sites again without feeling guilty because I should be doing something else. So I took a quick trip over to........ you guessed it! Modcolth.

I've mentioned before that one of my favorite things that they've done on their site is add a "longer lengths" section in their dresses. Although some of them still seem to be just as the knee, it's better than the usual length which is just below your pelvic bone.

But the things there make me waft off to dream land where money doesn't matter, and your outfit is always darling and cute...

Who wouldn't LOVE this amazing little envelope necklace, with a little letter inside!

I also get some ideas for future living situations, be they dorm room or a real home.

 

Who thought of this beautiful contraption?! It makes me want to wash dishes all day long and whistle happy tunes.

 The barely-dipped rose handle on this mug.... is it disgusting if I describe it as 'delicious'?

I'm actually excited to go through everything I brought back. I won't have much room next year, and I'll have to come up with some sort of container system for my art supplies. 

But think of the potential of an empty canvas of a space, I take it as a challenge.

I've already taken measurements of every piece of furniture in the room, and will be attempting to make a slip cover with built-in cushions for my ugly college-supplied desk chair. 

This will be epic.

Until next time, which won't be so long now that I have more free time!!

-Brenna Kathleen

Singing

... is my stress relief.

I believe that I've written that before. But I tend to go to certain songs when I get the chance to let it out.

1. Belle - Beauty and The Beast (also my favorite Disney song)
2. Something There & Home- also Beauty and the Beast since Belle is my vocal match in the princesses.
3. Part of Your World- The Little Mermaid
4. A Whole New World- Aladdin
5. Pony (It's Okay)- Erin McCarley ( repeating "it's okay" usually helps with stress. haha)

This is usually where it has to end. The windows of stress singing are small with two roommates, but I don't mind. They know I need it sometimes and graciously allow me to play loud music.
If I can continue I usually play Jason Mraz or Pink Martini since I like trying to copy the smooth, fluidity in the singing styles.

Now that I got that bit out there...

Back to my schooling!!
-Brenna Kathleen

When Two Loves Combine...

I haven't had a post on any sort of fashion in a while. Mostly because I've been too busy to look and dream about fashion, or have time to look good myself. I've left the nerdy-vintage-chic style that I'm working so hard to have and have gone with tee shirt and jeans with a sweater (not even that now, it's so hot here!) for the past month. But a re-visit to Modcloth and the "longer lengths" in the dress section (that to be honest looks like most of them barely reach your knee, longer? really?) lead me to this beauty

It's called the Blueberry Oatmeal Dress. And if there is one thing everyone should know about me, it's that I absolutely adore breakfast! It's weird, I know. But true. And the fact that this lovely dress is named after one of my favorite things on the planet makes my heart melt a little bit like rich butter on a perfectly brown slice of toast.

Anyways, I have school work to get back to. I'm working on "real work" today after having been out until 5 am last night working in the ceramics studio. Ahh.... the life of the college art major.

Toodles!
-Brenna Kathleen

Eight or Nine Wise Words About Letter Writing

Tonight I attended a lecture by a Torrey student here (Torrey is like Biola's version of an honors program... sort of) that was on the art of letter writing. One of the sources she used was a work by Lewis Carroll (well-known for his Alice books) titled "Eight or Nine Wise Words About Letter Writing"

I made a note of this work in my sketchbook, because I love my Carroll, and later I searched for it on the great internet. What I found was really quite enchanting!

He has five different sections:
-On Stamp-Cases
-How to Begin a Letter
-How to Go On With a Letter
-How to End a Letter
and
- On Registering Correspondence

Naturally, you should start with the first one. I don't know why I linked them all, since you can just scroll through on the website I found it on. But perhaps I may need it for future reference! (I love the little bit on the white elephant in the last section)

On another note, I know that not that many people even read my blog. But as I aforementioned, I am going on a missions trip to Germany this summer! More specifically to the town of Guben that is South-East of Berlin, to teach English at a summer camp there.

We still need lots of monetary support (and you can provide that by donating on line here), but more important we need prayer support for the team and for the kids at the camp.  We are so thankful for everything that God has provided and the gifts we have been so graciously been given.
Thank You!

I'm going to go to bed now, since it is well past midnight and I have New Testament class in the morning.

Have a lovely day (morning, afternoon, evening, night)!
-Brenna Kathleen

Stress

I used to say that I never got stressed. I used to get angry, but not stressed.

Now I am stressed. Now I know how I deal with stress. I cry. I become a sniffling emotional pool of tears. When everything is being piled on top of me all I can do is curl up in a ball and cry, or hold back the tears and work through it until I have the chance to.
I try to nap because of exhaustion. All I can do is cry because of exhaustion.

I've been trying to use this as a lesson to rely on the strength of God. But I still feel overwhelmed. I ask for grace over and over again, but I still keep crying.

I need to think now. I need to get my act together and write a 6 page paper. I'm pretty sure I'll still be a wreck.

On a good note. I have a wonderful mother. And now I'm crying because I feel so loved and taken care of. I was sent the best care package ever. Nuts, tea biscuits, chocolate and pretzels, easy mac. Everything that I feel like eating right about now when I just want to give up.

I know that I can keep going. I have to. I have to continue to constantly hand my load and stress over to God, or else I won't make the grade.

I'm also kept going by the love and munchies of my mom, and my stress relief that I have to carefully plan to do when the roommates aren't around. Because that stress relief is turning on my favorite songs and singing until I let it all out.
I'm going to work on my paper now.

Prayers are most welcome :]
-Brenna Kathleen

An Explosion of Thoughts and Learnings

This will indeed be a ramble, I can feel it coming. So, brace yourself if you are ready to come with me on this one.

Now, This past week was my University’s Missions Conference. This means that classes are suspended for three days and guest speakers come in and we all attend the sessions and other activities.

I haven’t written on this blog before about my upcoming trip to Germany this summer! I’m going with a team from my school to go teach English to jr. high and high schoolers at a camp in a town in the country, upper east of Germany close to Berlin, and then we’ll be doing other work in Berlin after the camp.

That is mostly what I was doing for the first two days of mission conference. Working for the team at our table, selling my paintings and working on commissions. But that all is beside the point, I’ve been taking in all this information about missions and impacting the world for Christ. So I’ve been thinking how am I to do that? What am I being called to do?

And I thought about theater; I was raised in the theater. My dad has worked there for longer than I have been alive. And for some reason all the people that I’ve become close friends with have been involved in the theatrical world in one way or another. And for the most part, all the careers I’ve though about going into (besides my dream of being a vet to all animals except snakes when I was 6) have had something to do with theater or the media. Actress, Costume Design, Make-up Artist, Working for Disney.

I love being able to create fantasy for the real world. So that’s what I want to do with my life. And I’ve noticed how Godless that area of life is. Television, movies, stage. God is absent in most of it. The sad part is that it’s such a great way to reach people.

A friend was talking a couple weeks ago about how they want to work for theater, and how it’s such a great way to touch people’s lives. I’ve never heard anyone voice an opinion like that before, and I knew that I felt the same way, and that I’ve never really put it into words before.

It’s a great way to impact others lives. And, yes, even if plays aren’t specifically “Christian” they can still have Jesus at the center of them. But what about the people giving the message? I’ve grown up with these people; I know that some of them don’t know God. I’ve gotten glimpses of what other theaters are like, and it can be a scary place. I want to show the love of Jesus with everyone, not just the audience. And think of how much more powerful the performance would be if everyone on stage and behind it knew that the message was and believed it?

I don’t know if that’s exactly what I’ve been called to do. But at this time in my life I’m narrowing down my passions and connecting my past to open up my future. I’m willing to go wherever I am called. But I know that I’ve been given a passion for the arts for a reason. I hope that there is a way that I can use those passions to share Jesus with others.

For now I have to put my passions on the back burner and focus on my education, or else my creative ADD will take over and I’ll never get this degree…


-Brenna Kathleen

You know I'm avoiding work when...

I clean.

And boy do I clean. I go all around the room, organizing my desk, dusting, vacuuming, and cleaning dishes.


So now my room is clean!
It needed a cleaning after my crazy week that consisted of hollowing books and creating a treasure hunt in my universities library for my 4D Design class. I had paper shavings all over!
it was a great last class though. I loved everyone's projects and I loved my class! We had such a good group of people.



Other than that... Finals are next week! Huzzah! I made it!
And I feel bad that I seem to have a not so hard finals week.

Monday- nothing (studying.. meh)

Tuesday- English paper due, and writing of reflection in class. then Old Testament Exam. my only death. It's also an electronic test. that we take with our clickers, so our teacher pretty much decides when mostly everyone has clicked in their answer and moves on. The problem is that I get even more distracted on those kinds of tests ( I know because we take our quizzes that way and I'm always one of the last to answer due to people around me), so in the end I'm rushed to try to understand the question and answer it before he changes it. So I'm going to study pretty much all of Monday for it, hoping that if I know my stuff well enough the question wont confuse me as much.

Wednesday- Art History at 8 in the morning. We already wrote and turned in everything so we're watching a movie :] then Ceramics at 12:30 where we have our critique on all the stuff we've made.

Thursday- go home!!! My big bro, Taran, is coming to pick me up and another friend who lives in SD too. He planned to come up early so we can go check out a new store in Downtown Disney and then maybe go see The Princess And The Frog, which he's been waiting to go see with me.

TOMORROW- we have an epic day planned. Well, I do. First thing- church!!! Woot! how epic can you get. Then Target for me to get a N-strike Maverick Nerf gun. Kenny and Jojo recently went to a Christmas party that had a Secret Santa. Only their recipients didn't show, so they exchanged gifts with each other. And buying gifts for guys, they got them Nerf guns. So they both have one and I feel left out, so I'm being forced at gunpoint (haha) to get a new one. I also have to pick up a spray bottle since I've decided to try to bleach my hair with a Hydrogen-Peroxide/water solution my Dad told me to try.
After that I'm participating in the other 4D class' project that is a giant person-piece chess game being played on the soccer field. Sounds cool. I don't know how cool it will be. Our team is pretty much boxes. Because we're computers. yeah....
Finally Kensington, Jojo, and I are going on some giant drain adventure with three other friends of ours. Hope it's not crazy wet because it's been raining!!!!!

Well, as I write this our mental capacity is quickly fading. It's 2:30 am. Kenny and Jojo are in bed,acting like crazy people. they're asking me to "join the nose game" in creepy voices. I really wish I could show you.
Ah well. I'm tired and need to wash my hair since it's been under a hat all day.
AND.... I just lost the game. .. not the nose game... THE game.
And It's raining again! we can hear it on the window! It's a wonderful thing when we can hear the rain, since we're on the bottom floor, therefore making it impossible to hear anything above us except the elephants our brothers upstairs are raising in their dorms.
But I digress.
Goodnight!!!

La Vie En Rose

For my Digital Tools class we had to work with a program we had never used before, or learn a new skill in a familiar one. My friends and I decided that we would work together to create a stop-action film in finalcut pro. Our inspiration was the song La Vie En Rose.



Enjoy!