My mind as you can probably tell is really random and somewhat off topic a lot. I may seem normal on the outside but when in comes to writing, I like to write the twisted stories that sends chills down peoples spine.
I love writing but for the life of me I can't write anything longer than a short story. After talking to a fellow employee who also writes I realized that there is nothing wrong with a series of short stories. After all isn't that what Edgar Allan Poe did? However considering I actually want to create stories for scripts and make movies off them, I am eventually going to have to learn to pace myself and be slightly more descriptive when it comes to the whole storyline. Drag it out a bit.
Back to the subject of gruesome stories. I enjoy reading them as well as writing them. In my earlier years I realized that I couldn't write....well from a third persons point of view that is. I was going about writing all wrong, so in high school when our English teacher told us to write a story from first persons point of view, I was surprised by how easy it was. Sitting down I started writing and before I knew it I had a full blown short story. Now mind you it was slightly twisted of course, but interesting non the less. In grade 12 I was given the same task, to write a story. So sitting down on my lunch break I began. About how a young religious man finds himself snapping in a big city and accidentally murders a young women. After feeling the surge of energy run through him he ends up continuing his spree with excitement thinking he is doing it in Gods name by ridding the world of evil. He cuts the bodies up and throws them in trash bags and slides them down a gap between a tree and the ground in Central Park, where he is later caught. Now I never got that story back from my teacher, so I don't know what grade I got or what comments were made but it was thrilling to write.
I have used religion as a negative in my short stories, but only showing how a twisted mine could see the good in it. I am a Christian myself. However after writing my first story which I will post again shortly, my two older brothers, who took psych proof read my story and told me that I got it dead on from the mind of the psychopath and proceeded to make funny jokes about me. Any who that's my mind and here's my story re blogged. Keep in mind I did write this 3 years ago.
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Thursday, April 8, 2010
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
F is for Future
As a little kid you go through many hopes and dreams of what you want your life to be like at the end. However as you grow your aspirations change with you as you dip into different experiences. I was no exception, I wanted to be a director, an artist, a movie producer, a doctor, a nurse, etc.
As you enter into your final senior years of high school you really have to consider you options, look at what you want to do with your life, and for me that was a huge decision that I wasn't quite comfortable with making as I was exiting. So I took a year off, and its been great, working at a retail store with a lot of friends. Hearing them talk about reaching for their goals in life and getting a variety of mentoring they have all helped me come to a conclusion about my life.
The future can scare everyone from all ages, after all it is the mystery unknown to the world. How will you live your life? Will you be happy with your decision?
Part of me has always known ever since I saw my first non animated film "The Titanic" that film is a career I feel passionately enough about to fully succeed. I created my portfolios and applied to three different film schools this year. New York, Toronto and Vancouver. I was only hoping to get accepted to one so that my mind would be made up, but unfortunately I got accepted to all three prestigious film schools. Freaking out with excitement at first and then fear I had to talk to everyone that has really influenced me in my life, their opinions. After long discussions and many tears I finally decided to go to Toronto Film School. Lets just say my parents are thrilled that I am only going to be an hours drive away.
Although I haven't started school yet for the past three years I have been working with editing programs, trying to get the feel for them and improve my possibilities. At this point in my life I realize that editing makes me happy. Adding music to video clips, changing the mood of the video by the choice of music or even the effects used in the video. Now my videos are very juvenile, and I hope to film something of my own in order to have my videos grow with me. However these will do until I can think of something entertaining enough.
As you enter into your final senior years of high school you really have to consider you options, look at what you want to do with your life, and for me that was a huge decision that I wasn't quite comfortable with making as I was exiting. So I took a year off, and its been great, working at a retail store with a lot of friends. Hearing them talk about reaching for their goals in life and getting a variety of mentoring they have all helped me come to a conclusion about my life.
The future can scare everyone from all ages, after all it is the mystery unknown to the world. How will you live your life? Will you be happy with your decision?
Part of me has always known ever since I saw my first non animated film "The Titanic" that film is a career I feel passionately enough about to fully succeed. I created my portfolios and applied to three different film schools this year. New York, Toronto and Vancouver. I was only hoping to get accepted to one so that my mind would be made up, but unfortunately I got accepted to all three prestigious film schools. Freaking out with excitement at first and then fear I had to talk to everyone that has really influenced me in my life, their opinions. After long discussions and many tears I finally decided to go to Toronto Film School. Lets just say my parents are thrilled that I am only going to be an hours drive away.
Although I haven't started school yet for the past three years I have been working with editing programs, trying to get the feel for them and improve my possibilities. At this point in my life I realize that editing makes me happy. Adding music to video clips, changing the mood of the video by the choice of music or even the effects used in the video. Now my videos are very juvenile, and I hope to film something of my own in order to have my videos grow with me. However these will do until I can think of something entertaining enough.
E is for Engage
OK so 'E' was a very hard topic for me to talk about. So instead of coming up with something catchy or slightly interesting, I am going to talk about myself.
As a child I was a very "awkward turtle." Not in the way of actions, but as in the way of speaking. I was very shy, not talking to anyone, writing notes to my family, handing it to them and running away or quietly slipping it through the door and hoping that they find it. I would always walk with my head down and actually almost cry when people I wasn't comfortable around would start engaging in a conversation with me. I said "Almost cry" I never actually did cry, but it felt like my body was slowly shutting down as my face went red and my palms sweaty.
Over the past couple years I have gotten over most of my problems. I no longer get sweaty palms and my face doesn't go......THAT red. I walk with my head up, which apparently makes me look like I have confidence. Which I lack very much, but hey as long as that's what people think I am not going to correct them otherwise. However one thing that I still have a hard time tackling is my ability to engage people in a conversation. I am very bad with talking. I never know what to say, what jokes are appropriate or will make them laugh. I don't want to say something that might offend someone or make them uncomfortable. Its very hard not knowing what the other person is thinking! So instead I normally stay away from conversations unless I know I have chosen the right topic choice. Which by the way, if I am quiet is exactly what I am doing. Although all my weird quirks are gone I still have one big issue. My hands shake uncontrollably to the point where sometimes its hard to drink without spilling it all over myself. I try to hide it but its extremely hard, but hey its easier to hide than a red face!
Well that's as much engaging as I can do tonight. Like I said talking really isn't my strong point unless you want to hear some rambling.
As a child I was a very "awkward turtle." Not in the way of actions, but as in the way of speaking. I was very shy, not talking to anyone, writing notes to my family, handing it to them and running away or quietly slipping it through the door and hoping that they find it. I would always walk with my head down and actually almost cry when people I wasn't comfortable around would start engaging in a conversation with me. I said "Almost cry" I never actually did cry, but it felt like my body was slowly shutting down as my face went red and my palms sweaty.
Over the past couple years I have gotten over most of my problems. I no longer get sweaty palms and my face doesn't go......THAT red. I walk with my head up, which apparently makes me look like I have confidence. Which I lack very much, but hey as long as that's what people think I am not going to correct them otherwise. However one thing that I still have a hard time tackling is my ability to engage people in a conversation. I am very bad with talking. I never know what to say, what jokes are appropriate or will make them laugh. I don't want to say something that might offend someone or make them uncomfortable. Its very hard not knowing what the other person is thinking! So instead I normally stay away from conversations unless I know I have chosen the right topic choice. Which by the way, if I am quiet is exactly what I am doing. Although all my weird quirks are gone I still have one big issue. My hands shake uncontrollably to the point where sometimes its hard to drink without spilling it all over myself. I try to hide it but its extremely hard, but hey its easier to hide than a red face!
Well that's as much engaging as I can do tonight. Like I said talking really isn't my strong point unless you want to hear some rambling.
Monday, April 5, 2010
D is for De Maintenance
OK so I cheated a little with the bit of french. But hey its hard to come up with a topic for D, especially when you have work on the brain.
So about 2 weeks ago one of my managers came up to me. Now 1. I get extremely nervous around people with power, any power. Especially the power to fire. So she asks me "Hey Bethany, would you like to work a maintenance shift on Easter Monday?" Well of course because she is my manager, and I didn't really know what the maintenance shift required I said "Sure." BAAAADDDD Idea, I soon found out that the maintenance shift included sweeping, emptying garbage's, and cleaning the bathrooms.
So for the past week I have been dreading my "Cinderella" shift and I wasn't disappointed. It was slower at the retail store I work at then I would have thought, after all it was still a holiday, but at the end of the night you smell like crap. 1. I was sweating all day. Now I know that's disturbing, but hey these people seriously never heard of air conditioning. 2. You are taking out the garbage all day, filled with half full Tim Horton's coffee cups and food. I mean seriously! Some people are really wasteful. You just spent $2 on that coffee which you probably buy 5 times a day and here you are throwing out half the drink?! Crazy!
However at the end of my shift, since I was using two carts at the end to help me with garbage I misplaced the maintenance crew's keys. With a little heart attack going on in my chest I frantically looked around, dreading telling my manager that I lost the only pair of keys. Hey it was her fault for giving a mind wanderer like myself the job in the first place. Luckily however just before I go to give my soul away I find them 5 Min's before my shift is done. Can you say "Close one."
But now as tired and trashy as I smell, I am grateful to be home and 8 hours added to my check.
So about 2 weeks ago one of my managers came up to me. Now 1. I get extremely nervous around people with power, any power. Especially the power to fire. So she asks me "Hey Bethany, would you like to work a maintenance shift on Easter Monday?" Well of course because she is my manager, and I didn't really know what the maintenance shift required I said "Sure." BAAAADDDD Idea, I soon found out that the maintenance shift included sweeping, emptying garbage's, and cleaning the bathrooms.
So for the past week I have been dreading my "Cinderella" shift and I wasn't disappointed. It was slower at the retail store I work at then I would have thought, after all it was still a holiday, but at the end of the night you smell like crap. 1. I was sweating all day. Now I know that's disturbing, but hey these people seriously never heard of air conditioning. 2. You are taking out the garbage all day, filled with half full Tim Horton's coffee cups and food. I mean seriously! Some people are really wasteful. You just spent $2 on that coffee which you probably buy 5 times a day and here you are throwing out half the drink?! Crazy!
However at the end of my shift, since I was using two carts at the end to help me with garbage I misplaced the maintenance crew's keys. With a little heart attack going on in my chest I frantically looked around, dreading telling my manager that I lost the only pair of keys. Hey it was her fault for giving a mind wanderer like myself the job in the first place. Luckily however just before I go to give my soul away I find them 5 Min's before my shift is done. Can you say "Close one."
But now as tired and trashy as I smell, I am grateful to be home and 8 hours added to my check.
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Chuck
Chuck is one of my favourite shows on televisions, its nerdy, and hilarious with an additional hint of James Bond action and some side romance. This season of Chuck is darker than all the rest. This time there is death and destruction leaving a path for viewers to follow, but for some reason the show still seems to be having rating problems, and the cause is that there is so many shows at 8pm on Monday nights. Last year Chuck had the same problem, but fans around the world joined together to save the show; from letters to NBC with a box of 'nerds' to all joining together to buy a Sub from Subway at a certain date.
This year all they are asking for fans to do is get people as addicted to this fantastic show as I am. I have started my part, with around 20 people already addicted to Chuck just from my lending of seasons. Now with this alphabetical blog assignment, I come to my readers telling them to give the show a chance.
It reaches to many different types of people from the nerdy yet adorable Chuck, to the tough and trigger ready John Casey. Here is a look into the Chuck humour:
If your interested in the show, check it out. Here listed is every episode aired on TV from season 1-Season 3. Give it a shot! http://one-tv.net/tv/chuck/
This year all they are asking for fans to do is get people as addicted to this fantastic show as I am. I have started my part, with around 20 people already addicted to Chuck just from my lending of seasons. Now with this alphabetical blog assignment, I come to my readers telling them to give the show a chance.
It reaches to many different types of people from the nerdy yet adorable Chuck, to the tough and trigger ready John Casey. Here is a look into the Chuck humour:
If your interested in the show, check it out. Here listed is every episode aired on TV from season 1-Season 3. Give it a shot! http://one-tv.net/tv/chuck/
Friday, April 2, 2010
Belbin Family
In my family I have three older brothers. The first one being 13 years older than me, the second being 8 years older and the third being 6 years older than me. You must be thinking "Holy Cow! How old are your parents!" Well they are both in their fifties and still very outgoing.
So far from growing up in this family I have found out four things. 1. We have a very quick temper. 2. We are very protective over friends and family, 3. We have a very...unique sense of humor and 4. My siblings and I have a very downward slope of emotions, from very emotional, normal emotion, "ice queen" and no emotion. Now I put ice queen in quotes because I definitely did not tag myself as that. That name is from the courtesy of my brother. Now you may be thinking 'what about you being so high strung?' Well that's not from the Belbin side. That's from my mom, and if you ever get to meet her you will know why.
My brothers are awesome, they have a very good sense of humour and mind. It baffles me sometimes some of the things they come up with. However some of my brothers can be a pain in my rear end. From taunting, teasing to actually being rough when we get into a play fight. However one thing that always confuses me is why I am always wanting to hang out with them. I have come up with one solution. I am a masochist, plain and simple.
My parents are awesome people, and I wouldn't trade them for anything. I always thought I was like my dad, but the other day my dad pointed out that I have some of the same characteristics of my mom and that's why a lot of the time we clash heads. But whenever I think of my parents I think of my 16th birthday and how we flew down to St. Maarten to see my brother Stephen. My parents would do anything for anyone, and I love that about them.
Another thing people should know about us, is that we are very stubborn people. However I don't think that is a quality from my dads side, but it is apart of this immediate Belbin family as we get married and have stubborn, hot tempered, crazy kids of our own. Who knew we were so contagious.
That's my family. Crazy but you gotta love them.
So far from growing up in this family I have found out four things. 1. We have a very quick temper. 2. We are very protective over friends and family, 3. We have a very...unique sense of humor and 4. My siblings and I have a very downward slope of emotions, from very emotional, normal emotion, "ice queen" and no emotion. Now I put ice queen in quotes because I definitely did not tag myself as that. That name is from the courtesy of my brother. Now you may be thinking 'what about you being so high strung?' Well that's not from the Belbin side. That's from my mom, and if you ever get to meet her you will know why.
My brothers are awesome, they have a very good sense of humour and mind. It baffles me sometimes some of the things they come up with. However some of my brothers can be a pain in my rear end. From taunting, teasing to actually being rough when we get into a play fight. However one thing that always confuses me is why I am always wanting to hang out with them. I have come up with one solution. I am a masochist, plain and simple.
My parents are awesome people, and I wouldn't trade them for anything. I always thought I was like my dad, but the other day my dad pointed out that I have some of the same characteristics of my mom and that's why a lot of the time we clash heads. But whenever I think of my parents I think of my 16th birthday and how we flew down to St. Maarten to see my brother Stephen. My parents would do anything for anyone, and I love that about them.
Another thing people should know about us, is that we are very stubborn people. However I don't think that is a quality from my dads side, but it is apart of this immediate Belbin family as we get married and have stubborn, hot tempered, crazy kids of our own. Who knew we were so contagious.
That's my family. Crazy but you gotta love them.
A B C D....F?
Have you ever noticed that when marking all through elementary school they grade you with either an A+, A or A- and so on and so forth with the rest of the letters. I mean thats understandable correct? But why in the world would you have an 'F?'
'F' in school is suppose to mean 'Failure.' First, how is that suppose to help a kid in school by making him feel like a complete idiot that can do nothing right? No wonder suicide rates are so high. Seriously! However that's not my biggest issue at the moment. My question is if 'F' means 'Failure' then what is A, B, C, and D suppose to mean? Acceptable? Basic? Correctable? and Disposable? Grading systems are hard! Letting kids know that they are only mediocre. Mind you high school is not much better but I mean at least then you can take the classes your good at. Now maybe its just me, but all through elementary school I worked my butt off and still only pulled off a C or a D. It makes you feel like an idiot, really if you think about it. Once you get to high school though and your pulling off like 85-90% on projects it makes your feel pretty damn smart!
So whats with this lettering thing? Basically it comes down to the whole fact that elementary school grading is horrible compared to high school. They think they know what their talking about with the whole "Oh you better cursive write cause in high school you won't be able to do anything but cursive writing.' WRONG! They really don't care, most of the time a project is suppose to be typed. However why should we be listening to them in the first place? I mean obviously they don't know their alphabet! A, B, C, D,......F? what the heck happened to 'E?' Why was the grading system not A, B, C, D, E? It would make more sense, especially if 'F' doesn't have a meaning like all the other grading letters, and if it does why is A, B, C and D not special enough to have a meaning?
Anyways that my mind for today, and if it didn't make sense...... you really shouldn't be surprised.
'F' in school is suppose to mean 'Failure.' First, how is that suppose to help a kid in school by making him feel like a complete idiot that can do nothing right? No wonder suicide rates are so high. Seriously! However that's not my biggest issue at the moment. My question is if 'F' means 'Failure' then what is A, B, C, and D suppose to mean? Acceptable? Basic? Correctable? and Disposable? Grading systems are hard! Letting kids know that they are only mediocre. Mind you high school is not much better but I mean at least then you can take the classes your good at. Now maybe its just me, but all through elementary school I worked my butt off and still only pulled off a C or a D. It makes you feel like an idiot, really if you think about it. Once you get to high school though and your pulling off like 85-90% on projects it makes your feel pretty damn smart!
So whats with this lettering thing? Basically it comes down to the whole fact that elementary school grading is horrible compared to high school. They think they know what their talking about with the whole "Oh you better cursive write cause in high school you won't be able to do anything but cursive writing.' WRONG! They really don't care, most of the time a project is suppose to be typed. However why should we be listening to them in the first place? I mean obviously they don't know their alphabet! A, B, C, D,......F? what the heck happened to 'E?' Why was the grading system not A, B, C, D, E? It would make more sense, especially if 'F' doesn't have a meaning like all the other grading letters, and if it does why is A, B, C and D not special enough to have a meaning?
Anyways that my mind for today, and if it didn't make sense...... you really shouldn't be surprised.
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