Professor Quote of the Week:

"I love Powerpoint because you don't have to worry about how bad I smell....I smell? And how bad I speak, too!"
                             -Professor David Brown (BYU Music 101)

"I'm gonna stand on the rooftop,

climb up a mountaintop, baby...scream and shout!!!

I wanna sing it on the radio, show it on a video baby

Leave no doubt!

I want the whole world to know just what I'm all about.

I love to love you outloud!"    -Rascal Flatts

I want to show him.  Oh, i hope i get the chance.

During a film 102 lecture yesterday, my professor was talking about the nerdy kid in the 2002 documentary, Spellbound.  And I quote:

"He was being laughed AT just as much as he was being laughed OF...or INTO. WHAT?!"

- Professor Dean Duncan of Brigham Young University 

You have no idea how different life is after high school. 

They sit there, barely paying attention to you.  Others are better, so why do they need you?  They are professionals and planning on major in the field: musical dance theatre.  They have been performing and training since before they could walk and probably talk. Confidence fills and spills from their experienced and captivating presence. 

They don't know nor do they care about what you did in high school, who you thought you were, how good you THOUGHT you were. 

Surprisingly, I'm glad that I learned that yesterday and tried.  It was definitely worth it to gain the knowledge that I don't have what it takes.  It's almost a relief.  That's something I can cross off my list of possible majors.  I'm okay with it all.  I still have a heart filled with passion for performing...acting and singing.  I just won't be doing those at the same time at this crazy talented school.

Oh, to be a young and naive freshman.

Thank you, Grayson for the blessing me with the temporary spotlight.  I know life will never be the same.  I just gotta grow.

My "Oklahoma" Audition Monologue

Sophie: Mr. Cornell, I have tried to be neighborly, I have tried to be friendly, and I have tried to be cordial.  And I don't know what it is that you're trying to be.  The first night, I was very appreciative that you carried my trunk up the stairs...the fact that it slipped and fell five flights and smashed into a million pieces was not your fault.  And I didn't even mind the personal message you painted on the stairs.  I thought it was crazy...but sorta sweet.

However, things have gone too far! I cannot accept gifts from a man I hardly know! Especially canned goods!  And I read your little not...I can guess the gist of it, even though I don't speak Italian.  This has got to stop, Mr. Cornell!  I can do very ewll without you leaving me little chocolate almond Hershey bars in my mailbox.  They melted yesterday, and I got three gooey letters from home with nuts in them!  And I can do well without you sneaking in my room after I go to work, and painting my balcony, wihtout even telling me about it!  I walked out there yesterday and my slippers are still stuck to the floor!  And I can do well without you tieing big bottles of eau de cologne to my cat's tail!  The poor thing kept swishin' it yesterday, it nearly beat himself to death!

And most importantly, I can certainly do without you watching me get on the bus everyday through your high powered telescope!  You got me so nervous the other day, I got on the wrong bus!  In short, Mr. Cornell, and I do NOT want to have to say this again...Leave me ALONE!

-From "The Star Spangeled Girl" by: Neil Simon (Who else?!)