Sunday, March 25, 2012

Hi Blogger!

So this semester has been wonderful. As I have previously written, I got the part of Irina in Chekhov's Three Sisters at my college. It was such a blessing to be a part of the production. I felt like I learned something vital every day. This semester I feel like for the first time in my life, I'm genuinely seeing Christ move in the lives of those around me. I'm watching his love revolutionize their lives right before my eyes. It's pretty moving to see someone fall more in love with him every day.

Anyways, now I've hit the easy point of my year. My show is over and now I can focus on grades, friends, and FINALLY catching up on books. Yesterday I went to a bookstore with Courtney and I began to talk up how great Looking for Alaska, a book by John Green, is. I read it when I was 15 and it changed my life. More so, John Green and his brother's youtube videos inspired me to pursue writing and theatre, and not be ashamed to be my true nerdy self. His fans have a habit of showing their love for him by leaving little 'Nerdfighter Notes' expressing their love for the novel or jotting down a little inspirational sentence in between the pages of their favorite book by him. For YEARS I have been going to bookstores and flipping nonchalantly through the pages, hoping I'd find one of the notes. However, I never found one...until yesterday. As I talked to Courtney and explained the basic plot of the book I thumbed through some pages randomly, not expecting to find anything, when I came across a post it note with a message scrawled across it.

I became so overjoyed that I proceeded to make a scene right there in the store. I left the note intact, waiting for someone to pick up this book and cherish it as I have. That's all I have for now. God bless!

Here's a picture of the show!

Saturday, February 18, 2012


And now this land
Means less and less to me without you breathing through its trees
At every turn
The water runs away from me and the halo disappears
And the hole when you're not near

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Second Semester. And stuff.

So it's late. And I figured if I was going to waste some time, why not do it in a semi-productive manner? It's my second semester here at college and I'm really, exceedingly happy. I mean, I liked college in my first semester, but this time around, I'm adjusted, settled into little routines and most importantly...I was cast in one of our mainstage shows this semester! I got the part of Irina in Chekhov's Three Sisters. I feel as though every night at rehearsal I'm bombarded with such excellent excellent teaching while gaining such crucial experience. The people around me are so loving, talented and just all around awesome. Something I've always loved about Theater people in general is that they are so accepting.

However there's something that's been sort of nagging away at me tonight. I know it's minuscule and I spend too much time thinking about it....but I freaking HATE TWITTER. I want to delete my account, but I know if I do I'll severe a tie into what some of my friends are thinking. For a lot of the people I know, oddly enough Twitter is the one place they unabashedly express the desires of their hearts. Weird, I know, but a lot of these people are not very happy and I worry that if I delete my account, I'll be burning the bridge into their lives and that maybe one of my tweets will cheer them up one day, or will help them reconsider our friendship or a choice their currently wrestling with. I don't know...I feel lame for being so back and forth on it, but for now I'll keep it. Wouldn't want to regret it later.

Anyways, I really should be taking a shower, memorizing acts 3 and 4 of my play and getting ready for bed now. Best Wishes.

Oh, and I had to dye my hair darker for the play. Love it. I feel as though this color is closer to what I am naturally and suits me better.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Break Away.

I've been thinking today about creation. Now I'm not talking about the universe,  but rather art. I've been reading a lot lately and every time I finish a novel, I can only think of how magnificent it is to be able to read a piece of creation. I only hope some day that I can achieve something mildly close to what I've been devouring lately. Truthfully, I've had a great love for reading for quite some time now, but unfortunately I don't have much time to read at school, other than textbooks and plays, that is. So during breaks for school I just go crazy for books and movies, trying to catch up on everything I've missed and watch and read all of the classics I've yet to finish.

It's been a beautifully relaxing break and in just one short week I go back to school, audition, start up my classes, and help out with Phi Lamb rush. I'm excited to see all of my friends and experience the blessings this semester holds, but I know there is a lot of work already cut out for me. Until my drive back I'll be practicing, reading, watching movies, hanging out with my friends and family, and packing.

For your entertainment, here's a picture of me, my boyfriend, and my dad fishing with a 15 foot pole...we caught absolutely

Friday, December 23, 2011

Let's Play a Game

So right now I'm sitting with my sisters. We have each had one small present dropped onto our lap. However, there's a catch: Melissa's still not here we have to wait. The Rutherfords have never been on time, so I'm expecting we'll be huddled around our neatly wrapped gifts for quite some time to come, playing the waiting game.

I gave Marilyn her present today. I made a collage of her favorite patterns onto a wooden letter M and accompanied that with pink cheetah pajama pants to match mine and a wolf necklace. Everyone who knows her plays along with the joke that she's a lone wolf. She really is though...haha.

Every year at my mom's house we do 'Secret Sister' which is exactly the same to secret Santa. I have Hannah this Christmas and yesterday purchased her gift. While shopping I found something that looked a lot like a zebra snuggie with a connected zebra hat. I started laughing when I saw it. It screamed Hannah. She keeps trying to snoop around the house and find out what's in store for her. Today I caught her staring at her pile of presents with a concentrated smile, attempting in vain to figure out what she will receive.

Garrett's birthday is the day after Christmas, which means he gets one present on Christmas and one the next day. I'm extremely fortunate to be blessed with a boyfriend who cares so little for material objects, however, I love the look on his face when he unwraps something special. I'd write on here what I've gotten him, but I know he sometimes reads this.

As for me, I only asked for one thing: tickets to the Broadway tour of Les Miserables. It's only the best musical of all time. I've been dreaming of seeing it for years. I've even read half of the book. My birthday was almost two weeks ago, and I received the tickets from my dad then. So that leaves a giant question mark for what lies under each tree for me. Honestly, I'm content with nearly whatever I'm given. After all, I already got the tickets, not much can top that.

Naturally, Melissa still isn't here yet. My sisters have each wandered off now, in pursuit of other activities to bide their time until they hear the front door open. Merry Christmas to whoever is reading this! I hope you have a wonderful holiday with the people you love!

Monday, December 19, 2011


I opened this new blog post with a fierce determination to write about the quietly peaceful sound of rain hitting my window and the gentle gnawing of hunger in my stomach. However, the rain just stopped altogether and the gentle gnaw became an intensely angry gnaw. Lovely. lol.

ANYWAYS, I'm home now and things are nice. I met my sister's boyfriend this weekend. They're in love and it's sweet to see. I've been to two Christmas parties within the past three days and it's magical. It's so wonderful to be reunited with everyone from my hometown. However, I am beginning to notice the changes that have occurred while I've been away. For instance, the main road I drive on every day is under major construction. It's weird. There's always cops on that road now, sitting and stalking speeders like prey. Then there's the much deeper changes: people grow up a little, or loosen up a lot in some cases. It's nice to see the improvements in some areas, but frightening to see the neglect in other places. I apologize for the ambiguity and scattered structure of this post, but it seems like whoever is reading this blog should be used to that from me by now.

I redyed my hair and LOVE being back to my old bright blonde self.
Also, a weird light came on in my car today. And on the way home from Garrett's it started making scary sounds...I'm definitely taking it in tomorrow. I have an irrational fear that it'll explode on me while I'm really.

Goodnight to all! It's far too late for me to keep typing and I'm sure I'll receive my wake up call earlier than anticipated tomorrow.

Wednesday, December 14, 2011


I'm in the midst of my very first set of college finals right now. Today I took my Stage Movement and Math exam, which left me feeling like a zombie at around one. Since then I've ran a couple errands, watch two episodes of How I Met Your Mother, and started to watch an old movie. Campus is getting an eerie vibe, because everyone is slowly clearing out. Even my roommate is gone. I'm starting to feel like I live in a ghost town.