Ending of High School

The ending of high school can be a sad experience. For me, it's the best of both worlds. So now we are in the last week in high school. Everyone is scavenging last minute to get their grades up and already I've seen several people cry about leaving. In my opinion I'm just happy to get this all over with. I'm through with the drama and a lot of people here. It's been a fun four years but now I'm excited to move on with my life and figure out my future. Sure I'm gonna miss a lot of people here but truthfully in my opinion, I'll keep in contact with all the important ones to me, especially with some of my closest friends. They say that High School is some of the best years in your life, on some levels I agree. I have some fond memories of being immature and embarrassing myself in front of everyone and of coarse all of me theatre memories. I truthfully don't see this all as an ending of something but a beginning. This is the point where we get to figure out who you are and what your going to be. I'm sure we are all going to be successful in whatever we do. Congratulations class of 2011!

Fake Hollywood

For an assignment we were given we were told to come up with an analogy for anything.. I had a horrible trouble coming up with one but I think I went on a good rant so it was good enough to share. Here it goes.

Hollywood is as fake as a plastic barbie. It's frustrating to see images of skinny, mentally unsettled people on the cover of magazines sucking up all of the fame they can until their time runs out. The idea of the American dream has changed from having a settled family into making it big by almost any means necessary. The idea of being a talented actor/actress has also changed. Now suddenly you need to have the full "package". What is that? A pretty face, nice body and an attitude that could win people over. Did you realize I didn't mention anything about talent? A majority of actors got it big by familiarity, connections or money. Very few actually get there by pure talent and the ones that do I think are the most memorable. Now most children dream about being the girl on the cover of their favorite magazine. What happened to wanting a normal childhood filled with irresponsibility behind closed doors and not in the publics eye? Children are being fed a certain image that most can't reach like being a certain size or look a certain way for example. If we all were able to achieve that, no one would be unique and we would all be walking in a fake and boring wonderland.

Speaking as a hopeful future actress, I'm longing to make a living out of something I enjoy doing. I'm not going in there hoping to be noticed or to make it big. I know for a fact that I wouldn't be able to thrive in the Hollywood stereotypes that have been ingrained in their heads. People have become so obsessed with physical characteristics. For non-model-friendly actors/actresses, the image of Hollywood is making it almost impossible for us to make a decently good living doing what we love.

What If?

So for our advanced composition class we were given a task to go to writermag.com and read an article then respond. The article I read was about a writer who got writers block. A close friend of hers tried to help her by giving her an idea of someone knocking on the door. She then went into depth on how many times writers and readers think to themselves "what if" and how she created a whole separate book made out of some of her scenarios she thought of. I myself have asked this same question and my mind starts to wander into the many possibilities of what might happen. At the end of the article she states that the next time you get writers block, to ask yourself "what if." I find this very interesting and I'm very tempted to try this the next time I'm trying to write a story and I don't know where else to take a character. Most times I know how I want the story to end but not exactly how to get there which I think most writers would agree is one of the most difficult parts. I'm not sure if this will actually forever cure writers block but it seems like it would help with most stories as long as it sticks to what you want to happen and your imagination doesn't take you too far. So now I would like to ask you a question. What if?

Future Plans

     So one of our assignments was to write about a topic that someone else comes up with so I was given the topic of future life plans. This should be interesting. Well I'm currently a senior and I'm planning on going to college starting in the Fall and I'm debating if I want to double major or minor in Music, vocal mainly. I already auditioned for the program major that I wanted which was a BFA in Acting, specifically theatre. I auditioned a year early just for the experience and I was accepted which really surprised me. The day of the audition was sadly also the same day that I had to put down one of my pets that I've had for several years so it was an all around tough day in general let alone that I emotionally wasn't ready for an audition. I will admit that I messed up several times but apparently I covered it up with enough grace that they didn't notice or care, though I sure did. Anyway, that program starts my sophomore year right on schedule. After that program I'm planning on staying in Wisconsin until I get on my feet though I truthfully hate it here, but I think it's a smart thing to do in the end.
     Hopefully my acting career later takes me to England. I've always dreamed of visiting and perhaps living there in the future. I'm having my fingers crossed for living there. Everyone always asks me why I would like to live there. With acting it's a tough industry and many only get so far. At least in England you see more "average" people acting and making a living out of it because they aren't stuck on the Hollywood stereotype that everyone has to be stick skinny and have a certain perfect look about them, to me Hollywood is unrealistic and I don't see that changing any time soon, we can only hope.
     I truthfully don't know what my future holds or if all of my plans will even work out in the end, but that's one of the interesting things about life. All I hope is that I live a long and happy life doing something I love.

Concert Mayhem!

Last night I went to go see one of my favorite bands, My Chemical Romance, live. I hadn't been to a concert in about two years and now I remember why. I arrived to the concert about an hour in a half before the show and I was finally decently excited and I met a nice group who I started hanging out with. When the two opening bands started I thought it was already bad. Little did I know the night was going to get worse, mainly for me. During the opening acts, everyone was literally shoulder to shoulder, groped and touched inappropriately and was I slightly felt like I was dying of lack of oxygen, the tall people have all the fresh air while the short people are stuck with hot body heat air that you can barely inhale. I would just like to state that yes, short people go to concerts too and maybe the taller people should be more open to helping the shorter ones, especially when if come to holding you ground. Anyway, at the concert the pushing became out of control but I finally made it to the third row. Out of no where everyone started pushing towards the middle which was where I was. This went on for several minutes with no letting up, lucking the guys around my friends and I were trying to help us stay up and keep our spots. Then we all went down. I think people should learn the difference between the floor and peoples body parts, maybe it's not a smart thing to be standing on someone and you would think they would notice, but sadly not. When the guys around me got up they then grabbed onto my arms and helped me up. When I finally got to me feet I realized my shoe was gone. Now for all of you who are reading this and aren't familiar with concerts, there is no way you can survive in a mosh-like setting without a shoe because your just asking to get hurt. Luckily the tall blond guy had my back. He could tell I needed to get out but the only way out was to be body passed to the security in front of the stage. He then told me to give him my knee or something so I did. He held onto legs while my arms were around his neck clinging for life. He held me for several seconds until everyone around us got their footing and I was, yes, body passed to the front where I was passed to the security guard. For the rest of the concert I hung out in back, and enjoying the music. I think that the idea of concerts has been changed in the last few years and it's no longer about enjoying the music. People care about pushing and moshing and possibly trying to get the attention they never got, I don't know. Though I wasn't in front because of obvious reasons, I still enjoyed myself though I'm super sore and missing my favorite converse shoes. I would just like to say that whoever that guy was who held me and helped me out, Thank you. You are a life saver. After all that pushing and snobby comments from everyone, I didn't think there was still decent people at a concert who aren't gonna walk all over you if you get in their way. Has the idea of concerts gotten out of control or are they just filled with over obsessed fans, me being one of them?

Future Vegan?

So veganism and vegetarianism is slowly starting to have a bigger impact on planet Earth and more people are willing to try it. Knowing where food comes from is an area that alot of people try to ignore but we need to be more aware of what we are putting into our mouth because it is seriously becoming an epidemic. Children are becoming obese and a majority of our diets are filled with processed food that has had the nutrition sucked out of them and had artificial ones put back in. I was inspired by Oprah's episode yesterday. I rarely ever watch her show but I have always had an interest in trying to become at least vegetarian, so when she had a week long vegan challenge for her co-workers I decided to also try it. I will be starting tomorrow, April 8th. I've always loved animals and I never really thought about how the animals become food on our plate. I'm doing this to partly see if I will ever be capable of being a vegetarian and also to have self awareness of how much meat and processed food I actually eat. This may be one of the toughest weeks of my life considering I love chocolate. Hopefully this will be a some-what eye opening experience and I'll enjoy it in the end.

So This is a Blog?

So my fellow classmates and I were given a task for our Advanced Composition Class which was to create a blog and sadly, actually use it. I must admit that I'm not quite fond of the idea just yet but I'm holding on to a glimmer of hope that I will eventually learn to live with the idea of using one on a regular basis. I will add that Hannah Baxter is my pen name so please feel free to come up with any mental idea of what Hannah may look like because she isn't me. Because this is for an English class I'm hoping to use this site as an insight to certain books, to publish a few little things I write on my free time, to look into the deeper meaning of writing essays and I will also probably mainly use this to rant about life when I feel the need to unload all of my burdens. Hopefully this will give u a decent idea of some things that I will be talking about. This should be interesting.