Friday, April 23, 2010

Stolen Identity

I have only a sickening slot of 20 minutes to finish this piece I would so love to finish. There, Stolen Identity. I would first like to clearly apologise to the lack of daily laundry to post for the world to see. Where I come from, children from the age of 'able-to-take-exams' to 'able-to-explode-from-a-pandemonium-of-exams' have the mid-monster exams. Yes, while most of the world is having a lovely summer, basking in the warm and inviting sunlight, I am stuck with studies. Evidently.

This piece was inspired in the spur of the moment when a certain kin of mine whom I so much strive to excel ahead off now said she wanted to intern with a local magazine. I wanted to wring her by the neck and... Sixpense none the richer soothed me though. I am re-obsessing over Kiss Me.

I have tried so hard to deviate from the norm, and oh-so inspired statement from a certain literature text. I truly have. Everything that makes me, makes no one near me, anything like me. The word doctors were released from the lips of those who were our providers and supporters. The great lawyer occupation was the enforced on me at a tender age of nothing but 5. I didn't know exactly what this lawyer was, but I knew it would be something I aspire to be. True enough, she gobbled up the this privilege of aspiring to be one. I switched it up, changed a bit here and there so I could be different from her, so I would not be constantly compared. Yet again I failed.

My true first inspiration was a certain girl called Bianca Ryan. She is the first singer I've heard, to move me in a long time. I aspired in that split second, to be a singer. Cliched, I know. It was the first simple aspiration I had out of the tight expectations. It led to vocal lessons, and since we were kins, she too had them. After stopping the lessons, I was forgotten. Unremembered. Cut off from the fact that it was I who wanted to sing. I loved it. Yet, it was she who gained recognition for it, absorping my aspiration as her own, singing her soft praises were many. I hated it. I was hurt by it so deeply no one would ever know, or understand. Selfish! Supposed adults of the world might say. I say, If you would like to be so common like the rest of the minute cubby-holed prune of a person you are, leave me out of the picture. I want to shine, to the maximum potential all cliches can bring.

No one remembered my love for music. No one.

I wanted to be a journalist, and in the eyes of those who provide for us, if I aspire to be one, so should she. So they promote and advertise her to the world of the beauty she is. She truly is, my sister. No doubt.  She is pretty in ways. I do love her, my sister, yet, I want my own identity. So, I embarked on a journey far and beyond, uncovering my seemingly new found love for fashion, cosmetics and other materialistic jargon. It wasn't to fit in, It was to fit out. She wins yet again, overtrampling my sense of fashion, mocking so politely at what I wear. I didn't mind, I drank in the acid that stung. Now that she wants to work as an intern? I want to scream to God and beg him to take me away. I want to live far far away where oppurtunity arises FAIRLY, without providers to promote and advertise simply because someone was older and would experience things  first. STOP LIMITING THE POTENTIAL OF THE YOUNG SIMPLY BECAUSE OLD IS CONSIDERED MATURE ENOUGH. It should be a crime punishable by an endless rampage of angry and broken potential-charged kids, forever.

Stop enforcing your one child's dream to be the statement and proof of your unbiasness and equality in treatment. As much as a child can understand, driving him to the point of stangling bitterness for what you think is right is simply wrong. To those out there who feel like your identity's been stolen, don't give up. Ever.

Like Miley sings, "When my world is falling apart, when there's no light to break up the dark, that's when you look at dreams"

Maybe this post is just to encourage myself and ME only to not be crippled into a length of hurt. Maybe this post is a dillusion and a propaganda to rise an army of dreamers. I can imagine cant I?

So thus, I shall keep all I love to myself and this piece of sun that airs my laundry.

She can try to steal an identity that forms around her by expectations, but I am saddened that her true passion for dance has diminished.

"Limit the young, and they start limiting your love"
Translation: When you start limiting their potentials, they start wondering if you love them enough to except and nurture ther passion, then, they stop feeling your love.

What I want, she suddenly wants too. My growing love for all things with quality is stumbled on by her piercing words of my pickiness. How I should conform and adapt to different people so THEY feel comfortable. No, can't, do. I'm not gonna be a people pleaser, even if it means me going through depression ALONE.

Constantly equalise your children, and you'll realise that you have just cut off their potential almost immediatelt. OR, maybe you're just some evil bigger jack-in-the-box. Smiling for all the wrong reasons.

Regardless, my love for writing will never waver, for its the last thing I have, that she doesn't, and hopefully, does not know off.
I love writing, english, songs, music and all things unimaginable where I live. I will continue to be a part of that unimaginable, and I will grow. I will grow away, because though apples don't fall far from the tree, the seeds are different. The fruits will be eaten and the seeds will be spat out. Where it lands, is only for the seed to know...


Dreams

Take.
Give.
Plow.
Grow.
That's all I want to know.

The clouds.
I long to be
part of. Endlessly
floating.

- C

I will persist. I will persist. This deep hurt I feel spurs me only to aim higher, and yet, to only get far away from this deep embedded bitterness I cannot confess for I will be condemned.

I will grow up, live in USA and make it, then you go tell everyone that she loves to do what I do. I couldn't be bothered if thats all you say, cause along the years, my bitterness becomes numb, and I am used to it. Being used to it, doesn't mean I feel better about it. It simply means, I'm used to the excruciating emotional pain, and no, I won't say: until I can't feel anything, cause it hurts deep. And because it hurts deep, I feel it so often, its regular. The action that is...

So I float I fly, I try. Its not good enough cause I'm not her. So, just have her. Set me free.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

SHIA LABEOUF! SHIA LABEOUF!


Yes. I have an obsession with this one great person.....




Yes you people who read this, I am in love with Shia Labeouf... WORK. This is one of those celebrity admirations. Some people have Zac Efron, some have a range of Jonas Brothers to choose from. Some have I don't know, JUSTIN BIEBER? I have Shia Labeouf. A true artist, I think. I have to say, I fell in love with his work during Even Stevens... 

I find it simply amazing how someone can portray a comedic character, and a serious one, with the same face with such versatility. I was awed when I came across the show Tru Confessions, and Disturbia. My all time favourite shows featuring Shia. He has such intense talent, its ridiculous. He is an awfully good example of a GOOD, YOUNG, PROFESSIONAL ACTOR. One who is able to play all roles, convincingly to an audience of regular viewers, or first time viewers. 

He plays both child-like and adult-like roles. I admit, I had a celeb crush on him. Okay, maybe a big one, but its really not a crush, just admiration. I wouldn't know, at 11, the lines are a bit blurry. I would truly like to commend such skill and passion in acting. I've seem most of his movies, of which he has acted along side some of my favorite female leads like Christy Carlson Romano, Megan Fox even..

On second thought, maybe I do have a celebrity crush on Shia Saide Labeouf. I even thought it was fate that his birthday was 9yrs and a few days apart. Seriously, I bought a magazine because he was on it. I mean, I did that for MJ (Rest in Peace), in his case nearly every magazine that paid a tribute to him, but that's different, MJ made history for 40 yrs. Literally. So obviously, in remembrance I bought those. ANYWAY. As you can see, I show my appreciation in very fan-like ways, so maybe I am a fan of some sort, but who wouldn't? Shia Labeouf is awesome!

I guess what I'm trying to express simply is my strong appreciation and admiration for Shia, and his work, in the most 'mature' way possible, even though squirms and shrieks can be heard when I spot him on tv (Ohmygawsh, did I just admit that?!). I can only hope to meet him, spot him, and grab a quick picture (maybe a friendly hug). But. My most beyond earth, what-on-earth-are-you-dreaming, its-oh-so-impossible!, dont-bother-thinking-about-it, dream, is to write a novel, just so Shia can act in it. (: [Yes! A smiley, something I never usually put in writing]

He has such an amazing personality (I read so on certain sites/magazines etc. I don't know if its entirely true), and he has such a golden heart (He is filial towards his parents despite having a not so lovely past), and he seems to be someone who's very sentimental, yet serious in all he does.

The story would be a real meaningful one, maybe romance, or high school romance, with more substance than the typical 'popular people, non-popular people, non-popular guy, popular girl....' blah blah blah. Not that those stories have no substance, they do, in very different ways depending on the morals, and underlying meaning the story is steered towards. Overall, I hope to meet him in person, maybe drop a jaw and gasp when I do. Till then, and after, I have this blog and its beautiful readers.

I do apologize very much for so many non-fashion posts. Like I said, I've grown to be really REALLY into this writing stuff, I love it. I don't want it to be just all about passion. Its like putting a piece of me out there, and I don't want to just have great fashion and style knowledge, my first passion was music, and my most constant, is language. Of which the latter is currently in practice!

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Like I said, I love reaching out to my followers, whether they do read or not, is different, I choose to believe the better. I would therefore like to thank Frida E. my newest follower for giving me a chance to be part of her blogging/reading life. 

It is an honor to be able to write/type, and an honor to do so for many who come across this blog.

P.S Rate my blogskin? Its from cutestblogontheblock.com, which is simply really cool. I wanted something vintage with the usual Louis Vuitton like prints, but I thought something bright would do much better. 

P.P.S I prefer Shia without the beard. It makes most charming actors (to me), look old...

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Reminder to self: Watch The Pirates of Central Park if i can find it...

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Movie Mania and More!

Today, I have decided to do a Movie writing??? The sequence would go like this, "Video Trailer or Part 1 of the movie(If I can't find the trailer), Summary, My Review, My ratings." Before I continue on, I would just like to say more, like I always do! Movies are what I like to call a moving picture. Isn't it amazing to capture life in its most fine, but what about life, recorded, and then, not only can you watch these go on a continuously like a fresh piece of memory, it is forever, available to be seen, and heard. To me, movies are my favourite form of entertainment. Why? Because movies, can never be boring (Depending on your favorite genre, favourite aspects of a movie), or maybe I'm referring to videos. Nonetheless, if I could make a video of anything, it would be the best, worst and most embarrassing times of my life. Simply because, they are the key points which mark my life.

My first boyfriend (That was in Kindergarten! I've never had one since!), my first swim, first barbie doll, first pet, first dog, first race, first charity help, even this blog, and OH. MA. GAWSH! I just stumbled upon an old Disney movie that is showing exactly what I'm talking about like 2 seconds ago! Okay, I am going to start now since the end of the introduction is the beginning of every start.

FYI, this is like mostly, or I think ALL Disney Channel Movies? I hope its not too cheesy for some of you who feel Disney Channel's a brainwasher, but I think I miss the old Disney. Really. Like I said in my Selena Piece, its been part of my life, and at one point in time, Disney did have a lot more meaning to teenagers out there, but now, it feels like Playhouse Disney, and Disney, is no different. I'm the Disney baby of 2003, I started with my first Disney based movie, A Christmas Carol, re-aired in December 2003. I guess I'd have a future rant on the Disney Revolution once I get through the research and such. Meanwhile...

TRU CONFESSIONS



Online Wiki Summary

Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen



Online IMDb Summary

For most parts, this movie, already has its own piece I've written on it, so you know how much I love it, but that doesn't mean I would for the other movies, I just decided to compile them into one for now. Having a dream is what everyone can do, but pursuing it with all your heart, and keeping it, is the real challenge. Now millions of people probably wonder why "Challenge" is so important, I guess "Challenge" isn't the word, but you can't possibly express the gratifying satisfaction of success and reaching this heartfelt goal in one word. This movie shows it all, how sometimes you can want something to much, you go all out, even all wrong, but sometimes, with a little sincerity, and the people you love the most, everything can turn for the better, cause not everything is about YOU. No matter how famous anyone becomes, it is evident there is someone who is there for them, with only YOU in the picture, you are nothing.

Get A Clue



Online IMDb Summary

It seems like a suspense/thriller a first, but to me, this show is all about, plus more. I wish it had its own sitcom. It tells a story of a girl Lexy Gold, who is very privileged. She has a dream, and aspiration, and what more, a best friend who supports her. The thing about Lexy is that her dreams are wonderful, but sometimes, you need to step out of your "comfort ZONE" to expose yourself to the rest of the world. You have no idea what hard work, determination, a little bit of luck and lots of exposure can do to you!

Pixel Perfect



Online IMDb Summary

This was a 'classic' must watch then when Phil of the Future was IN, or at least IN Disney Channel. To be honest, I only watched it cause Ricky Ullman was in it, and he was in PoF, and Aly Michalka was in PoF too. This isn't really an explainable link, but there's a link. Pixel Perfect made me cry. Yes, it did. Sometimes, we do not notice the people we truly care about until their lives are in danger (When Sam was in a coma), and sometimes we don't see how much someone can mean to us by just being the seemingly wrong part of out lives until they are ultimately GONE. (When Loretta 'died') I really liked the message I thought this movie was trying to send. "If you look closer, you'll realize there's so much more one person can mean in your life."

The Cheetah Girls (NOT ONE WORLD!)



Online Wiki Summary

This was my all time favorite Disney show of that year. Simply because I love love loved That's so Raven, and if Raven was in a Disney Movie, I simply HAD to watch it. I loved the show because since ever I don't know when, I cultivated my love for music. This added the first few scoops of inspiration. Imagine having a group of friends you love, and throughout all hardships, you make it to your dreams, together. It doesn't have to be just friends, it could be family too! I guess, what I'm trying to say, is that, throughout life, there are these knots and knottiers between you and the people you love OR hate. You just have to go on with it, look past that, and gaze at the almost (BIG) picture. You would soon realize, that a nice picture have nice things in it, if its empty it isn't a picture at all. Similarly, without your loved or hated ones, success isn't so fulfilling.

I can't write much if you've read the complaint, I.. I mean explanation post directly before this. I really hope it won't affect my love for blogging, I absolutely hate being rushed especially when doing something I love, I get pretty pissed off when someone does THAT to me. So therefore, I have to end here...

Overall, I give all these shows ★★★★★! They all rock in their own way at different times I watch them... I LOVE MOVIES!!! and.. GOOD OL' DISNEY!