Just FYI BoyEEEEEz

Shout out to all my ladies who get referred to as "bros". I have high hopes that someday a decent guy will realize that I am not in fact, a man, or "bro" and that I am quite womanly. I also have high hopes that someday a guy will realize that I am actually a woman, and feel the same emotions as other women.

In other words: I AM A GIRL AND I WANT TO BE TREATED LIKE A GIRL SOMETIMES!!!!!!! STOP TALKING TO ME LIKE ONE OF THE BOYS ALL THE TIME!!!!!!!!

Thank you, and have nice day! :)

Happy (Late) Thanksgiving!

I just wanted to wish everyone a happy (late) Thanksgiving. I have so much to be thankful for! I'm thankful for:

1) My family

2) My friends

3) The opportunity to live in LA and do what I love everyday.

4) The gospel of Jesus Christ in my life

5) The talents I have been blessed with and the opportunity to share them

6) All the luxuries that I have that so many people in this world do not, such as, clean water, food, a roof over my head, clothes on my back, shoes on my feet, and fairly good health.

My Heavenly Father has just blessed me so much and I hope everyone that reads this will be inspired to look at all they are blessed with and give thanks.

I love you all!!!!!!

Catch Me, I'm Falling

Today was crazy. I've been sick for two days now and I was miraculously better for my amazing night tonight. Yes, it wasn't all fun and games as there where some rocky points, one involving a fruitless journey to an invisible Starbucks. But, alas things got better. I got to see "Next to Normal" and was completely blown away. What an amazing show. I can't believe I actually got to see Alice Ripley perform live. Not to mention that I got to see my dear friend Preston play the part of Henry. He was fantastic! After the show he took me and Thomas backstage and I got to see an old director of mine, Dontee Keihn, who is the choreographer on the show. Afterwards he stayed and talked to my friends and I for a while. I'm so proud of him and so proud to know such a talented person. I can't wait to hang out with him sometime soon.

Then on the way home we played an epic 8 stop game of subway surfing. I totally beasted it with a score of 0. I won!!! Then as we were coming out of the subway there was a homeless lady runing around with a pole in between her legs shouting "Someone help me, I have something up my a**!" And then she ran away giggling.

Oh, Hollywood...

Super Meredith to the Rescue!!!!!!

I really need to be better at this whole keeping up with my blog thing. Thus, I am blogging at 1:35 in the morning. Granted, I was watching "Into the Wild" , one of my top 5 movies, and it always gets me thinking.

It's been a weird week. Very long. I had my first stage kiss (well, technically my first kiss ever, but it was in front of my whole class and with a gay man, so it still doesn't really count). It was awkward as all get out, but I'm glad I've finally gotten that over with. I figured, being an actor, it would happen eventually.

I was in a weird mood early in the week, kind of lonely, so I set my sights on saving the world. It happens about once a year, and I decided that it is my duty to try and save the planet. Last time, I went on an environmentalism kick, but this time I'm focusing on the human element. I watched a documentary about the "clean water crisis" and read an article about the food shortage around the world and another one having to do with the Fistula Foundation. So I spent my whole evening on Oxfam America's website signing petitions and looking for volunteer opportunities. I also discovered (well, rediscovered) a great game on www.freerice.com. It just a bunch of quiz sort of things and for every question you get right, they donate ten grains of rice to people in need. I know, being so busy with school and being so short on money, there isn't too much I can do, but the fact that I found this website makes me feel a little bit better about my contributions to society.

It's raining outside! I can't believe it. It's been pretty dry for the last couple of weeks. Today was a perfect cloud covered day. I love it when LA is like this, which isn't often. I could sit here and listen to the rain make it's beautiful music for days. It's moments like this that make me glad to be alive.

Adventures in Hollywood: Tool Academy Edition

I am about to start my second week as a second semester at AMDA LA. That's right, I made it through my first week without killing a. My self b. My teachers c. My friends d. Any homeless people. So I would say that makes it a success.

My homework load is already ridiculous, so I'm a tad bit terrified for the rest of the semester. I already have to memorize a crap load of stuff. Tomorrow I start dance classes, so that'll be interesting.

I believe that this year I will get really good at snooping. You see, my apartment is in quite the opportune spot for this sport. The very end of the building, next to the patio thing. I guess people don't realize that someone lives here, so they stand right next to our window and talk really loudly, normally about themselves. I already have named one the biggest tool of all time. I really want to find a way to scare the crap out of him one day. Maybe that's mean. I don't care.

So, here's to a good next week and actually getting enough sleep.

Chick Flicks and Other Myths

So, I've been in a bit of a mood lately. Things at home have been... less than ideal. Same goes for the rest of my life. Seeing as how I've been in this "mood", I've been watching a lot of chick flicks in hopes of getting a good cry. That cry hasn't been found yet, but what has been found is the complete unreality of these movies.

Now, I'm a complainer. I complain about my problems a lot. Especially regarding my romantic relationships, or lack thereof. So, most know my story, 20 years old and a total life virgin. That's right, never been kissed, never had a real boyfriend, never even held hands. So, that being said, these movies piss me off. Well, not just these movies, but ever television show too. For all the characters, unless their complete nerds or creeps, relationships come and go like the seasons. Everyone has a long list of ex's. So, I'm wondering, is this what the real world is like too? And if so, what's my deal? I mean, not to toot my own horn, but I think I'm a pretty nice catch. So what's with all the people around me, both in film and real life, and not all such... great catches, having relationships left and right. Getting to learn from their mistakes I guess. And then there's me, watching from the sidelines.

I use to get really sad about this, not so much anymore. I mean, I have a life and I've never had to make room for another person in my life, and I don't think I would know how to if one came along. But still, I wonder what this other life is like. What it's like to have someone who can't wait to see your face everyday. I'm starting to think that my new roommate was right when she said, "Maybe your just one of those people who will only have one person. And like, that person will be the one." I don't know if I want this or not. I mean, it is quite romantic. But, I don't know, maybe I want a little bit more excitement in my life. Excitement that I can control in some way. Or maybe I just want validation. Who knows, I sure don't.

Behold, Nutella, the Paste of the Gods!!!

I think I have a microscopic piece of glass in my left index finger. I accidentally broke a candle holder in my bathroom while opening the window. You see, we got a cold front today, and I recently went through a faze where I enjoyed candle light baths on a daily basis. I doubt this cold front will even necessitate a jacket, but at least I won't brake a sweat just walking to my car. I'm getting really sick of getting to work with a big sweat spot on my back. Kids aren't exactly kind when it comes to that sort of stuff. Like today, I took my hair out of a ponytail, thinking it looked pretty good. Then a little girl asked me why my hair was all messed up. So, the pony tail was redone and stayed that way for a while.

I can't sleep. Actually, I don't particularly want to sleep. It use to be my favorite thing in the whole world. But lately, it just seems like a waste of time. That is, until I actually go to sleep, and then I don't want to wake up and anyone who tries wake me gets a fist full of fury to their fragile psyches. So, instead of sleeping, I have been shamelessly facebook stalking. You know, it's quite a great way to pass the time, especially when your avoiding packing. I leave for school in a week, and while I'm glad to go back, it's kind of bittersweet. I won't go into why, cause it makes me look like a stupid little girl, and I like to sometimes think of myself as an adult woman. So, instead of sleeping, or packing, I am babbling on my blog that, like, four people actually read, while The Weather Channel is on in the background (don't make fun! It's the only thing on at 4 in the morning and it soothes me). It's no wonder I'm a 20 year old life virgin. In order to make room for a guy I would have to get rid of my sacred rituals, like facebook stalking, needless blogging, Weather Channel watching, not packing, and stuffing my face with the last bites of Nutella left in the jar. I mean, who in their right mind would want to do that!

Anyway, my finger hurts, and I'm hungry, and I need to go ahead and read my scriptures so I can go to sleep and maybe not completely hate myself when a baby is vommiting on my pants and I can't keep my eyes open at work tomorrow... well, actually, later today.