Use your...ImagiNations

Hullo out there! Happy post Oscars night one and all, and congrats to the lovely winners. In the words of a friend, "Natalie Portman, you killed it." And she did, as always. Who saw Black Swan, hm? Genius. And terrifying. But I digress.

The real reason for my post is the lovely moment I am having right now silently sitting on my bestie's couch (Christie) and enjoying the movie that, her opinion, should have won and award from every category, How To Train Your Dragon. A classic family animation that has won both of our hearts...mostly based on the fact that we wish we could fly.

The wind in our hair, the sun on our face, the feeling of weightlessness as we reach the top of the clouds. Brilliant. But for now the only soaring I'll be doing will be on the wings of my imagination. Too cheesy? Good. Because I'm cheesin' it up for the next month. March Madness! This entire month is devoted to fun, excitement, and pure Disney magic, because I'm gonna be an Imagineer!!

You heard me cyber world! A Disney Imagineer...well, maybe. I'm entering ImagiNations 2011. A team of two designers, and engineer, and a communications major are working together to create the most spectacular thing since Mickey donned the magic hat! The Team is assimilating to call together the most promising of the Jr Superheroes to battle the unknown villain that's terrorizing The City. It's going to be EPIC!

Stay tuned for project updates.

From the desk of...thelittleredhairedgirl

Oh Valentine's day...you have passed me by once again. But with the combined efforts of my roommates, my friends, my lovely mother, and Jesus this Vday has turned out to be the best ever! No pressure, no commitments, no complaining, no issues, no picking out an outfit that he will finally like, no dry chicken, no dumb movie, no loneliness, no fears. It was just, simple, marvelous joy. My new favorite tradition, smashing. Grab a plate. Fill it with whatever you can think of that you want to beat up, rip apart, and spit on. Then smash it, after a quick and hateful speech of course. I completely covered my plate. So much to say. I think it kinda shocks people what I hold in. Nobody has any idea the thoughts that constantly flow through my brain. It would shock some people, but I keep it to myself. I always have and always will. I'm stubborn and I don't intend to let anyone break me of that here anytime soon. I sit here now, talking to you through intense sleep deprivation that will continue to grow through the rest of this week and think back once again on the marvelous day I just had. My valentines were a hit, I finally created my identity...or it's in the works, got inspired for a logo design, and skipped class!! What a beautiful day.

Of course who can pass up Vday without thinking about the fact that you're still alone. I thought of Pete Klesco on multiple occasions today. I wasn't too distracted. I even ran into him for a brief time, it was pleasant. He gave me a hug. I gave him candy. We chatted. Swapped stories. He still doesn't know. It's easier if I lie. Every time.

Now I'm off to bed with the sonorous tones of "crash" by Adam McCoy playing in the background. I'm telling you, he's famous.