9/11

Hello Everyone.

So today is the anniversary of 9/11, and I thought I would talk about it.

I personally didn't know anyone that passed away or went through this disaster. I can't imagine the pain and suffering others have gone through and I am sorry that you did.

I watched this video today. It has very compelling questions that I sometimes wonder.  Very first question it asks is "What would you do in the last hour of your life" Followed by "Where would you be?" "Who would remember you?" "What would it look like?".

After watching this video I have thought about it. What WOULD I do? It's a big question with many possibilities. If I was in a situation like 9/11, I would like to think I would help as much as I possibly could. On the other hand, I think I could freeze up.

I guess what I am saying is, is that I don't know what I would do. Anything is a possibility. Unknown.

 As for the other questions, my ideal place to be would be with as many friends and family as I possibly could. I would want it to look like I had lived a good life for as however long it was. I wouldn't want people crying for me, I would want them to have fun. Heck, I can imagine having a karaoke party or sit and watch movies, have a picnic. After I had gone, it would be up to those who knew me whether they  want to remember me or not. I only really care for family and friends. I would want them to remember me, but won't hold any hard feelings if they didn't. For people, random strangers, I suppose it would be nice if they remember me, but I really wouldn't need it. It's not like I need or want them to. But again, it'd be up to them.

Anyways. Those are my thoughts.

To end this blog, I just want to thank all those who helped. The police officers, the firefighters, the volunteers, the dogs. Thank you.

To those who died, the loved ones, you will never be forgotten. I hope you all have found peace wherever you may have gone.

To the families and friends who lost someone, I am truly sorry. I only hope that maybe you can forgive the horrors of what others have done and find peace.

Until next time
~Bri


(If you want to watch the video that I wrote about in this blog, here's the link:)
http://www.upworthy.com/the-incredible-inspiration-one-man-gave-us-in-the-last-hour-of-his-life-9?c=ufb1

Spring Break

A poem I wrote a long while ago. Please do not steal it.

Soaking in the sun and

Practicing a song.

Requiring peace

Intellectually and spiritually

Not listening to anything but the breath of

Good air.

Breathing deeply and

Retaining the balance of

Everything the earth and universe offer, you

Attain the

Knowledge of yourself, earning the privilege of rest.

~BriAnna L. 

3-6-11

Shock and Thoughts

Hello everyone.

This summer I had an emotional shock. I met my biological father for the first time.

Now it was very brief, however that does not make it any less shocking. Growing up I knew I was adopted on my fathers side. He even waited until I was six to ask if I wanted to be (mom married him when I was 2-3ish), which I really appreciate to this day.

My Dad and I at my Graduation. I love you dad!

I have never really felt the urge to meet my biological father. Why would I? I already have an amazing dad that loves me no matter what. I have a family that cares about me. A life that is full of love. Why bother with someone that I had never met (that I can remember)?

I still don't have an answer and I don't expect I ever will. I never expected to ever meet him. So I was super shocked when I did.

I was at Monroe park, helping my boyfriends mom with the Fun For All program. I had sat down for a bit when a stranger came up to me. He called me by my name, I said hello, and then he gave me a rock. He then walked off. I sat for a moment, thinking. How did this guy know my name? The only stranger I could think of that would know my name would be my biological father. Naturally this freaked me out, so I got up and told Patrick (my bf), and stayed near him and people I knew. We then told Patrick's mom who went over to the stranger to see if it really was who I thought it was.

She came back over and confirmed that it was indeed him. At that point is where I had my emotional breakdown. As in full out crying. I had met the one person I never thought I would. I had said hello to him. I wasn't prepared or anything. Why did he have to present himself now?

I saw him at the park once more after that. He didn't come over to me again thankfully. I still don't know whether or not I am ready to actually sit down and really talk to him. I don't know if I ever will be. In a way I do, find out why he never bothered to care about me until I turned older. Ask questions about his family. That's another thing. It boggles my mind that I have this whole other family that may or may not know about me. If they do, do they even want to meet me?

Other than that, I really have no desire to meet him again. Like I said, why would I? I have everything I need already.

Family and I at my graduation 2 years ago

What do you guys think? Should I wait until I feel I am absolutely ready to speak with him, or wait until the next time he randomly comes to talk to me, or talk to him now?

Until next time!
~Bri

Jobs

Hey all, been a couple months since I last posted. Not doing very well with updating more often am I? I shall just have to try harder! -Determined to be as determined as Tohru Honda in Fruits Basket-

Any who,  nothing much has been going on. I've gone to a temp agency in hope of finding a job. I would really like to get my life going for me, but seeing as everything resolves around the dreaded green thing we call cash, it's difficult without the job.

Now jobs in general....

There's one thing that especially annoys me to no end. Most jobs would like for a person to have a certain amount of time (be that years or months etc...) experience for them to hire you. For graduating high school students or people who aren't able to go to college for a certain job to learn those skills, it's hard. I mean how the hell can you get experience if no one will hire you in the first place? Seriously people, get your heads out of the clouds or wherever you are and realize this already. Not everyone has the same opportunities that some do. Wouldn't it just be better to hire someone with no experience now then one who is still learning about it, or even no one wanting to learn it at all? I mean I can understand jobs like being a doctor or a psychologist or a judge. But jobs like a receptionist or a hotel cleaner? Come on.

I'd say more on this, but I wouldn't know how to write it down. I'm a little new at this blogging thing. I'm more good at writing poems or imaginative stories. I shall get better though, just you all wait! :D

I will write more later on. For now (in the words of one of the greatest teachers ever), Be good kids (or adult if you are one), don't drink and drive, love your parents and never tell a lie!

Until next time!
~Bri

Update

Hey! Long time no see! Thought I would give you an update on my life.

I found love last year in March. His name is Patrick. I have known him since my freshman year in high school, but we were nothing more than friends.  We dated for three months our sophomore year, however he was going to a different school at that time and the long distance wasn't working for us so, we parted.
We are back together now, and we see a lot more of each other than we did those three months. He's everything I could have wished for and more. He's kind and caring. He respects me and my wishes, he's loving and does everything he can for me. He's compassionate towards people and animals alike. He couldn't have a bigger heart. He's funny, a smart ass at times but he makes me smile even if i'm having a horrible day.

We've been together now for a year and 2 months and I couldn't be happier. He completes me and I hope I complete him.

In October 2012 I auditioned for Sherlock Holmes: The Final Adventure. I landed myself  two parts. They were not very big parts as I only had to say one line each time, the line being "Are you Dr. Watson?". I was a Post boy in the very beginning of the play and a Swiss man, (which had me pronouncing "Watson" as "Vatson") towards the end. I not only was an actress for this play but I was also backstage crew, changing scenes and making sure people had what they needed in the right places. It was a lot of work, but fun. Sadly, it ended in January after many successful (besides the little hiccups) performances.

However the best part of it all was the new people I met and worked with.

I really have to thank them. This production was my first production outside of high school, so I didn't know anyone. However I was lucky in getting to work with the most amazing people.  The Director was a joy to work with, always being patient and not snappy if things went wrong. The cast made me feel comfortable and included me in conversations, even if they had to come up with a topic I could discuss in. They were kind and funny and I enjoyed listening to their friendly little banters that they had.

I will always cherish the memories I have with them. They made my time fun and I learned a lot from them. Thank you Dan, Achilles, Tracy, Leslie, Paul, Damon, Jay, Dave, Bill, and to the crew. A special thank you to Suzanne.

Anyways, that's an update on my life, hopefully I can start keeping up with this blog.

Until next time!
-Bri

College Trip

All right. So here's how it went down. I took the bus to the college. At first i thought I was going to be late because the thing started at 6:00 and it was already 6:30, but it turns out that they were running a bit behind. Anyways, I got there, checked in, recieved a shirt that said "Beacons" on it, since that is what they call themselves and we all sat down. Talked a little bit with people I did not know, which, might I add, is an accomplishment for me, since i'm mostly shy around people I don't know. After talking we said a prayer (since it's a christian college), and then had dinner. For dinner we had mexican food which was delicious.

After that I was taken to the dorm that I was going to stay overnight at. I was really nervous with this part because I didn't know who I would be staying with. I was nervous that they wouldn't like me and that there was nothing I could relate to them about. Well when we got to the door of the dorm, there were pictures of anime on the door. Pictures of an anime called "Ouran host club". I was so relieved. I had watched that anime and knew I would be able to relate to the girls I was staying with. Their names were Victoria and Stephanie. There was another girl there that was visiting and her name was Lauren. They were all pretty funny and kind of loud, but that was ok, I liked that about them. After getting to know each other,we went down for desert, cheesecake. It was also delcious. Next we went of to something they all like to call "friday beacon nights". This friday it was "Faculty Feud". It's like family feud, only it's teachers against students. It was really funny to watch. AND students won (of course XD)

After that was over,we went to 7-eleven, and then went back to the dorm, watched a movie and went to bed. Next morning I got up and went to breakfast. I can't really explain what the heck it was, but it was good. After that I went to a church sermon, a tour of the school and listened to a session on financial aids, and Q&A (I got a sticker out of that one). Then we took a class. I chose ethics out of the threee choices we had. In ethics we talked about Socrates among other things about it.

Then we had lunch with the faculty. We had rice and terryaki chicken. It was really really really delicious. I loved it. After that the whole college visit ended and I took the bus home. For going to the college, everyone who went to the tour got a $500 scholorship. AWESOME!!!! :D

Well, that's how my trip went. It was a good experience for me and I am glad I went.
Just as I side note, I hate taking the bus.

Sports

All right. So I was on FB the other day and one of my friends posted about having to take a class field trip to OSU. He asked "why there?". Someone replied about OSU being gross. I asked if they hated OSU b/c they were the beaver team. they pretty much said yes. This annoys me. It's not a trip for a sports purpose, it's for an educational purpose.
It really gets to me that when people choose a college, they choose it based off which one has the best team (I'm talking about people who aren't even playing in the sport). They should choose it for the major they want to get into For the possible future job they might have. I mean sports can be nice and stuff, but it's not going to help you with your future (unless you are actually in the sport).
So yeah, this is what has been on my mind recently. Other than this, I went to a college preview and stayed overnight and stuff. I'll talk about that later though. until then, enjoy your lives!

William Shakespeare

Ok, so I went on a fieldtrip with my class to Ashland to watch a play. The play is called "Measure for Measure". Most people call this one of Shakespeares "problem play". Why? Well, most of Shakespeares plays are either comedic or tragic. This play, however, can go into both categories. Which it goes into more, no one really knows, which is why it is a problem play.
Anyways, the play deals with the issues of mercy, justice, and truth and their relationship to pride and humility.
Now, here is the summary for those of you who have not read or watched Measure for Measure.
Depravity and sexual licence have become an issue in Vienna and the Duke Vincentio, who has decided to take a break from ruling, appoints Angelo to rule in his absence, assisted by a trusted councillor, Escalus. The first thing Angelo does is pronounce that he is going to enforce the immorality laws to try and stamp out the epidemic of 'loose' living.
A citizen, Claudio, has got his fiancée, Juliet, pregnant. He is tried and sentenced to death. His sister, Isabella, who lives in a convent, about to take her vows as a nun, hears the news. She hurries to Angelo to beg for mercy on behalf of her brother. Angelo denies her request but as she persists he is overwhelmed by lust for her and tells her he will think about it, and that she should return the next day to hear his verdict. She goes back the next day and he tells her that he will pardon her brother if she will have sex with him.
The Duke Vincentio, in the meantime, has not left Vienna but disguised himself as an itinerant friar and is moving about among the people to observe the effect of Angelo's rule. He tells Juliet to prepare for Claudio's death, assuring her that there is no way around it.
Isabella is horrified by Angelo's proposition and refuses. She visits Claudio in prison and tells him about it, making it clear that she will not subject herself to that, and that he will have to die. The Duke overhears their conversation and suggests a solution. He tells her that she should agree to it and he will arrange for Mariana, who has been jilted by Angelo because her dowry was lost at sea, to take Isabella's place and sleep with Angelo, who will not know it isn't Isabella in the dark.
Angelo is preparing to double-cross Isabella, however, and gives instructions for Claudio's execution. The Duke, still disguised, persuades the prison governor to execute a long-term prisoner, Barnadine, instead, and deliver his head to Angelo as demanded, claiming that it is Claudio's head. Barnadine refuses to agree so they decide to use the head of a prisoner who has just died.
Marianna fulfils her part of the bargain, sleeping with Angelo, who believes that she is Isabella. The next day the 'friar' tells Isabella that Angelo has deceived her and had Claudio executed. He also announces his return, as the Duke, to Vienna. Isabella and Marianna decide to go together to greet him and complain about what has happened.
The Duke arrives in Vienna with a big public display. Isabella begs for justice. The two women tell their story and Angelo is exposed in public. He is forced to marry Marianna. Claudio and Juliet are reunited.
The play ends with the Duke proposing to Isabella.

Pretty crazy right? Well, no matter how crazy it is, I highly suggest that you either read this book or go watch the play. The play my class went and saw, was really fun. It was set in the 1970's. There was a lot of latin culture in it. It was interesting to watch and it was awesomely fun.

Poem

Hi, there everyone. Sorry it's been a while since my last blog. I haven't really had anything to write about. But now I do. There has been so much going on, but I will write about it later. Right now, I will share a poem I made a little while ago.  It's called Christmas Fire.
Creamy and delicious

Hot steamed gooey goodness

Rolled in a little shell

Indeed not fully well

Searching for some greater purpose

Torn and weary but

Made for

Awesomeness

Still no matter what, she will always have her dear sweet

Friends, there for her

In times when she is feeling down 

Reminding her (like her family) of how special she is.

Entailing that we should hold all we have dearly.

Totally random thing.

Just have to say this *BOOP*
that is all

My friends

So, I was thinking about what to write as my first blog. So I decided I'd write about my friends. I absolutely love my friends. I don't know what I would do without them. Probably go crazy.... I don't know.

     Anyways, so I have many friends. I mainly spend time with my friends Kenzie, Dylan, Heather, Niky, Chris, Heather and Sarah. They are all sophomores, while I am the senior. This fact brings about a little trouble for me. See, they like to pick on me. Dylan is the tallest in our group, and whenever he has something of mine (or a tuner which, believe me, is annoying), he holds it up way high, in which case I have to jump to get it. Kenzie likes to poke my nose, pick me up like a little doll and a lot of other things. Niky likes to tickle me, pat my head like a little child and step on my toes. Heather, Chris, Sarah and Heather don't really pick on me. If anything they help rescue me from the evil clutches of the others.

     So, all this "picking on the senior" demands for revenge, right? So in turn I throw glitter at them (the ones that pick on me), I also poke them back, I hide their backpacks (mainly Kenzie's) and I try to annoy them as best I can. I think I succeed with that.
     Anyways, back to my main point. I don't know what I would do without them. They allow me to vent out my most childlike nature. They make me laugh everyday. They are my little demons and angels.

     So, whoever reads this. I want to give you some advice. Don't ever take your friends for granted, because without them, the world would be a darker place.