Legs and Life: It All Starts Here

HHN has finally begun again! (and for all you newbies, HHN stands for "Halloween Horror Nights.") essentially, HHN is an annual event hosted by Universal Studios (in both Orlando and Hollywood) in which they turn the film production-based daytime park into a terrifying blood-bath of creepy clowns with chainsaws, Go-Go dancers with slit throats, zombies and mazes galore!  it is hands-down the most jolting, frightening and funnest event to attend in Southern California; but even BETTER to work it! 2011 marks year two for this anxious alumn and i can't express the joy and excitement that await these next few weeks!!  >>> that's the only downside to this glorious affair... it only lasts through Halloween then it's back to counting down another 200 something days until auditions for NEXT year.... ha-rumph.  needless to say, this year is even more fantastic because i have been cast as two different roles!  last year, i portrayed the ghouly "Moth...

tonight is unlike any other night.  tonight is the first time i've thought about an unsolved mystery since, well, a prolonged amount of time. i never share my emotions because for a minute (or longer), i believed myself to be that particular individual who didn't possess any emotions at all.  a "Cement Heart" is what i refer it to, and to some, i simply fibbed that i didn't even have a heart.  that's probably why all of my post-2o1o romances have failed.  i wasn't quite there.  i probably never will be. yes, this unsolved mystery is a gentleman.  a man i met during Christmas 2006, whom i shared an unforgettable connection and experience with, and whom i have thought of often within the most recent 18 months.  and tonight, just for a brief moment, hope struck the center of my chest.  (i could have sworn i've felt this feeling before.) for the past year and a half, i have been trying to fall OUT of love.  they say falling in love is easy....

my last vital blogging matter was that of the end of an era... the Harry Potter era.  *tear* and nonetheless, time prances on.  and as time moves, i am slowly discovering myself more and more.   i am realizing some significant changes within.  Peter Pan would most likely refer to it as "growing up." as many of my close ones know, i have always been an outgoing, free-spirited, edgy individual who lived off of 20 bucks in the bank and the most recent weekend full of messy memories.  that has not changed; however my definition of security has. i am lucky to admit that i have never had to depend on anyone or anything in order to acheive my current happiness and/or successes that i have endeavored by the age of 23.  in my mind, my security is not only in the Lord, but in the positive mind-set of knowing whole-heartedly that not everything is permanent.  this is not said as to inflict ignorance or sarcasm, but rather indulge in a concept that many...

I will never forget the first time I ever watched a Harry Potter film.  I was 13 years old, finishing up middle school and about to begin high school for the very first time.  Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone was the introduction to one of the most imaginative, curious and magical film legacies my generation will ever see, and I can honestly say that I definitely related to young Harry while he was first starting at Hogwarts! Over the last 10 years, we have all grown to love some wonderful wizarding characters such as Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Snape, Dumbledore, Hagrid, Luna, even Malfoy.  Every year a new film was introduced, I remember audiences (as well as myself) becoming more and more enthralled and even a trend of dressing up in Harry Potter attire was born!  Though the films turned exceptionally dark after the 4th installment, all of the Harry Potter films never lost that magic...

What is it that makes us NEED love?  (Love in particular because it is such an "overlooked" subject.)  The NEED to feel joy, acceptance, compassion, peace, unity, all that shit comes with love.  We don't just WANT to feel it, we eventually NEED to. My earlier blog was my discussion of NEED vs. WANT in everyday life.  Today, I must decipher the meaning of NEED vs. WANT when it comes to this tragic topic.  Not everyone WANTS romantic love, but brothers and sisters, I tell you right now, everyone NEEDS it. I will be the first to admit that I have been rather pessimistic towards love because of past experiences.  I have been in complete and utterly consuming love ONCE in my whole life and I understand and accept the gifts and consequences behind it.  Falling in love can definitely be compared to skydiving:  You may be too afraid to make the big jump, but once you do, whether you like it or not, you keep falling and falling... and falling....

we all serve a purpose on Earth... to succeed our needs in life; yet how come so many of us never succeed in our wants? >>> we all need food, shelter, clothing, transportation, communication, relationships, freedom.  we all want money, fame, glory, respect, love, success.    so many individuals get choked up in a world where need vs. want is never defined and the "want" list ultimately becomes the "need" list.  i NEED to have money and fame otherwise i will never amount to anything... i NEED to get married otherwise i will never have a family. what if, just for shits and gigs, we flipped the coin for a second?  let's make the "need" list our "want" list.  i WA N T to communicate with my parents more... i WA NT to build a stronger relationship with myself... i WA NT to get married so i can eventually have a family.  then, (here's the twist), take that new "want" list and turn it into a "will" lis...

Papa Coffey, this one's for you: the photo above is my two younger brothers and dad.  all i have to say to that photo is EPiC  =D i wish i could introduce my father to the world.  if he ran for President, he would win, hands down, with a celebration of handcrafted Irish floats touring down 7th Avenue in Madison Square Garden and a parade of F-15's soaring high in the sky for this tremendous occassion!  he is the only man in the entire universe who has had the priviledge of having my WHOLE heart with no setbacks.  Dad is the most intelligent, brave, handsome, adventurous, compassionate, pure and true man i have ever known.  Dad earned my trust the second i laid eyes on him as a baby (and yes, memories can go as far back as infancy if you hold dear to them!)  there is no direct way to describe a fabulous father figure such as mine, yet i have found it quite attainable through a simple internet blog. growi...

as a child, games were more than fun... they were an adventure.  games were what i looked forward to playing everyday!  hopscotch with the neighbor girl next door, hide and seek, Marco Polo in our swimming pool, the infamous ding-dong-ditching of people's front doors, Pretty Pretty Princess board game, the works!  sadly now as i get older, i realize that games are not what they used to be.  games only seem to come around now when the sight of love is bubbling to the surface, and i don't mean the fun games either.  doesn't matter who, when or where, these so called "games" we have thoughtlessly generated may be entertainment for a hot second, but the reality of it is, these torturous games never end . as i sit here and deliberate, i reminisce all of the stupid games i have engaged (or haven't engaged) in the past with men.  not texting him back, texting him, not calling him, calling him too much, giving him pet names, hitting the sheets, NOT hitting the sh...

i wanted to take this moment to write a blog about my wonderful mother.  hope you're reading Ma  =) my mom is my inspiration, my solid stake that holds up my circus tent, my happy place and most importantly, the main reason for my crazy antics.  when i was younger, i remember eating breakfast in the morning and my mother would announce herself while entering the room by stating, "Damn, I look good today!"  this confidence definitely poured over into my cup and has adhered to my daily life ever since. since birth, mom was (and remains) a devoted Christian.  growing up, she was always involved in Bible studies, Women's Ministries, volunteering at church programs, etc.  i always adored that about her.  mom had something to keep her grounded and positive when money was tight or my brothers and i were reeking havoc throughout the house.  though she may seem like the typical "bible-thumper," my mother is absolutely fabulous, trendy, sassy...

have you ever been so overjoyed and happy that you just burst into tears???  yeah, this "Lucille Ball o' Emotions" turned on the water-works as soon as i got home today.  May 16, 2o11 will forever mark one of the happiest days in this crazy, beautiful life.   i can't even explain the gratitude or exuberant, glittering bliss i have towards everything that has been happening in my life recently.  it is hard even finding words without immediately turning to dictionary.com!!  (*please note that i am in NO way trying to brag about my successes but rather share my extended euphoria with everyone!)  - first off, i will thank my Lord Jesus Christ for this tremendous bundle of blessings he has brought into my life over the last 4 months.  i went from depressed, penniless, homeless, broken-hearted train wreck and transformed into a happy, hard-working, independent, stable and thriving face character at Universal Studios, and i couldn't have done any of that if ...

i normally don't care about stuff like this, but after just consuming my first 5-hour Energy since 2007, i had to blog.  seriously, wow.  according to LA Times online, (yes i read the pay-pah online... save a tree!!!) Ashton Kutcher will be replacing Charlie Sheen on the hit TV series, "Two and a Half Men."  If you haven't seen this show, it's pretty comical.  Little Angus isn't little anymore, but he isn't less funny, although my favorite character is Berta, the fiesty, sarcastic, red-headed nanny of the household.  in the words of my friend Katrina, she makes me feel "Craptastic," where something is so fantastic, you crap!  =D and as stated above, i'm not saying wow to the choice of actors, i absolutely love the Kutchie-Kutch,  but check out Sheen's feedback to the breaking news: “Kutcher is a sweetheart and a brilliant comedic performer,” he says in a statement. Well, that was big of him. But wait, there’s more to the sentence...

to clarify, i am not an "everyday blogger."  i blog when i feel inspired or need to release excess energy from my fingers and brain.  today just happens to be a blogging kinda day. the thought running around in my head is that of society's definition of an 'independent woman' (circa present day.)  i have spent the better part of the last 7 days watching the  "I Love Lucy" DVDs my fabulous bosses surprised me with.   [as many of you may know via Facebook, some exciting and life-changing events are happening on the subject of Lucy Ricardo, but we will keep that subject under lock and key for now!]   needless to say, i have been observing the role of a woman from the 50's and comparing her to the role of a woman today. many who will read this might question my motives, so please keep in mind that i am by no means attempting to come off as the feminist dragon-slayer, i am just analyzing!  i am curious as to what the term 'independent' has bo...

these legs were meant to dance. i have been dancing for nearly 18 years now and it will surely be the last thing these legs do before i go.  people say in order to be a dancer, one must have exquisite technique, incredible flexibility and the chest of a 12 year old boy.  RUBBISH.   if you have a fiery passion for dance that cannot be explained but rather expressed through vigorous movement, you ARE a dancer... that's it! though i hold a strong love and devotion for dance, it can be extremely strenuous on my body.  in fact, this week is performance week at my college and yesterday i danced almost 6 hours straight.  today my back, neck and knees are paying for it  :(   people often ask me why do i continue dancing if i am in pain half the time?  dancing is a physical form of art.  just as you would practice and train for a sporting event such as football, track, swimming, etc., so you must with dance.  in my opinion, dancing...

The above photo is a perfect representation of my two brothers and myself, followed by a wonderful photo from my mom's wedding.  I figured in the last blog, I wrote about my best friend's new baby girl and being a godmother, now I really want to indulge in the riches of being a sister. I have two younger brothers.  Greg, about-to-be 16, and Brad, 21.  Greg lives back home with my father and Brad lives here in Southern California near me (which I love!).  My parents split up about 2 years ago and it was pretty rough on all of us.  Everyone began to dissipate and lose sight of the rewards of having a family; however, something still keeps my brothers and I connected.  Love, hope, humor... whatever it is, it's unknown, but it's definitely there. Growing up, Brad and I (and most of our friends) used to pick on Greg like there was no tomorrow.  He was the bud of all practical jokes, the cherry on top of a perfect prank.  He hated it; in ...

My first blog ever ever EVER, and I couldn't find anything better to write about than the birth of my god-daughter Lilyana Eve! {Bear with me as this blog is relatively short... well, short for me anyway because I tend to go on rants when I write!} On April 1, 2011, an extraordinary thing happened... I came a godmother!  My best friend from high school gave birth to an absolutely lovely baby girl.  I have no children, nor husband or boyfriend at the moment, so this is my first somewhat "parent-labeled" experience.  Lately I have been marveling about the exact job description of what a godmother entails, and have reached the conclusion:  What exactly is the definition of a "god-mother?"  So I visited dictionary.com and this is what was brought up: god-mother: 1.)  a woman who serves as a sponsor for a child at baptism. 2.)  any female sponsor or guardian. Doesn't seem like too difficult of a position, right?  Considering that Li...