Behind the scenes: Thanks

Wow. Another year another thanks giving. When I sit here and look back at all that has happened in the pasy year it is incredable. I have been through so many things...i hit rock bottom only to get back up and climb that ladder again. I still struggle but who doesnt.

I am thankful for those that have walked into this new chapter of my life and gratful for those who left foot prints on my heart on the way out.

God has continued to be amazing and blessing me beyond measure.

I am thankful for family that I havnt seen in forever but now get to call home.

I am thankful for my job and the peopke in it.

I am thinkful for meeting my best friend and soul mate. He means the world to me. He is there for me when I need somone and he never lets me down. It was love at first sight. And we werent the only ones to see it. Even his dog seemed to know I was coming in to stay.

I am thankful for all my friends and family back home that supported my move and let me know they are always there for me. (like sending me boxes full of stuff to remind me of our friendship right when I needed it.) I miss them so much!

But more then possesions and worldly things im thankful to still be a living breathing child of God.

Have a happy thanksgiving people and remeber its not about the turkey!

Movie review: catching fire

Catching Fire - http://pinterest.com/pin/129197083034019618/

I think the did a fanomanal job of turning the second.book of the hunger game series catching fire into an action pack move. The two and a half hour movie kept you on the edge of your seat the whole time.

The uplifting story of hope and rebelling is very good and I cant wait to see the next one!

I give it a 9 out of 10!

Digging in: matthew 27 51_24

MAT27.51.KJV And, behold, the veil of the temple was rent in twain from the top to the bottom; and the earth did quake, and the rocks rent; And the graves were opened; and many bodies of the saints which slept arose, And came out of the graves after his resurrection, and went into the holy city, and appeared unto many.

I think this is one of the many amazing things that Jesus did for us when he died. The veil of temple was used to keep everyone who was not a priest from getting.into the inner most courts and to the holy of holies. This is the place where God speaks to us. When the veil was torn it was because he rebuilt the bridge allowing us to go straight to the father!

And what about this other scripture? Were there zombies walking around?

And then that raises the question did they ever go to heaven or hell or were they just "sleeping" in their graves??

Let me know what you think!

Behind The Scenes: A look into me :)

About a year ago a very special women to me noticed that I was in a really emotional slump. Things were not exactly going my way or the way I predicted them to go. So she suggested that I write 100 reasons of what makes me. I found it in my google drive just recently and its amazing how much my life has changed in only a year. So I have decided to re write it and show it to you here :). Let me know what you all think! I would love to hear about what makes you who you are. One Hundred Things (That Make Me: Me) By Briana Freeland Remember when you were a kid and your room was covered with your favorite things. You had posters on the walls of your favorite band, your bed was covered with your favorite colors, and your Ipod had all your favorite music. Your room expressed who you were by the things you love. The things you love make you who you are. They drive your passions and your passions drive your desire and your desire drives you decisions. When I think about what drives me I think about a lot of things. Take for instance I didn’t take the easy way out and write a simple list of 100 hundred things I love. Why?? Well because I love to see words play out in a story. I love how they fit together and paint a picture. I’ve recently started writing again. Playing with words on paper. I love to see the places you can go with your words. I think loving words so much leads me to my love of music. I know people say that they listen to music for the beat but I listen for the words. I love a song more if I can connect with the lyrics. Each song tells a story and holds feelings that really do exsist. Thats another reason why I love signing so much it is an expression of feelings and emotions in a different way. It is a beautiful language that uses expressions to mean what you are saying. It paints a picture with your words. And the amazing thing is when there are no more words to express what you are you are feeling it can all come out when you put the paint brush in the paint and lay it on the canvas. My most recent painting was one with crayons glued to the top and the melted like rain over a couple under an unbrella. It represents my dreams of having a love that is so strong even the rain can’t stop it. (I have painted a few more but they are still all on that one kiss in the rain. And this past year I have been able to reflect on what that really is. I always thought it was the action of just getting kissed in the rain. But really its the feeling of being with some one and wanting to kiss them so much the rain and nothing else matters.) I love people. It never matters if they do anything for me or if they even love me back. I just have an unconditional love for everyone I come in contact with. I think that comes with the realization that every one has a story. Everyone has pain in their past. Every has some one that has hurt them and things that have made them who they are. The bully doesn’t bully the kid because he likes to bully, there is more to his story. A story of a broken home or abuse or loss. So you never know and I think that's why I can look past every thing Jackie has done to me at work (The Pharmacy. She has been so hurt in her life. She lost her dad. She lost the churches love just because she was doing what she thought was right for her family. In my love for people I fell in love with Jackie. The night we spent around the bonfire at moriah I fell in love. We spilled everything that night. All of our deepest darkest secrets were put out on the table. We told each other everything. And the most amazing thing was when he knew all my faults and my mistakes and he still wanted me. Then it began to evolve from that into much more. We grew deep feelings for each other. And honestly I didn’t let go because my heart was over him or because I don’t still love him with all my heart, I let go because I know him. I know him sometimes better then he does. And I want him to be happy and that wasn’t with me. It never really was. He always had feeling for some other girl. So I will continue to love him unconditionally, but instead of showing it by the little things I have done over the years I will love him from a distance. Let him be happy. Eventually I believe I will be move on enough for me to be happy with some one else. But for now he is still a big part of who I am. (We were together for three years so he will always really be a part of who I am but I realize now that I was being made into the person that I am today so I could be prepared to be the wife I need to be for my future husband. I learned a lot from our relationship I am glad it happened but I am even happier that it is over. Because I found a love I didn't even know existed in a place I wasn't even looking.) I love the colors blue and green. They are bright and are natural colors. Blue like the sky and green like the grass. (Blue is still my favorite color and green happens to be that love's favorite color.) Which leads me to my love for the outdoors. I love being outside. Hiking, exploring, feeling the sun on your back and the wind in your hair. There is so much beauty in creation. The mountains and forests that paint this world do beautifully. (We actually just took a trip to Mt. Lemmon where we went hiking.)

I love to capture this beauty with pictures. The way a tree looks when you capture it in the wind and light just the right way. When you can catch a drop falling from the petals of a flower in the early morning. Kids. Gosh I feel like thats all I have to say. I love them. They are so innocent and shapeable. Just to think that I have the chance to entirely shape someones future is what moves me to become a teacher and to learn how to teach and shape a brighter future for this next generation. My passion for kids and my love for people is what pushes me so much in my relationship with God. I have such a hunger to see people free from the things that bind them. The sickness and the depression. I think sometimes this passion is good and sometimes its not. Sometimes I forget about my self and the things I need because I try so hard to make things better for everyone else. The one thing I’ve let be an escape for myself is reading. Its like going to another world. Being another person with other problems. And the best part of books and stories is usually their problems get resolved. That is the same for acting. I get to be someone else for just a little while. Someone who has confidence and other things I sometimes don’t have. Well I know this isn’t anywhere near 100 but I can’t really think of anything I love and makes me who I am. In a nutshell I love to create whether it be something like a poem or a painting or something different entirely like someones future. That’s who I am. I am a creator and a lover.

Chapter 4: The Book I Will Never Finish

Draco:

This place sickens me. I can almost smell the poverty on these people dressed in hammy down riches and spending thir rent money so they can feel rich for one night. These peasants will never know what its like to be rich. O how I missed the days of the court. The days when your eyes could go weeks with out giving a second glance at the beggers that sat out side the castle gates. Now people are all about feeding the hungry and all people are created equal. Posh! That is ridiculous you can look around and I amm obviously a higher breed then these peasants who feel the need to feel better then they actually are.

Finnally, the girl. I see her walk through the door and I am suprised by her beauty. It's quite stunnning actually and takes me back to many nights I have accompianed many young ladies of the court deep into the night. I am not aftter a night in the bed room howerver, I am here to kill her. And much more satisfactory then feeling her hair in my hands and the gentle skin of her breast against my finger tips will be feeling my hands gripped around her neck and her life being sucked out of her body from sheer power of my will. Yes that will be much more satisfactory. You see if I let her live her and her new little sode kick there will destroy all of my plans that I have been working towards for hundresds of years. I am so close to raiseing the Dark Lord. Imagaine the place I will have next to him after I succed in raiseing himback to his rightful place on the throne. But this girl will soon beleive she can stop me. I have to get to her before she believes that. The wait staff sits them at a table not far from mine. And as she starts to sit down I consentrate on the legs of the chair and they snap beneath her weight. The wait staff scrambles to pick her up and get her a new chair. And from the look on her face ruining this dear girls night will not be that hard. They find her a new chair and this time I don't waste my will on her chair. I focus instead on the glass in which they are pouring her some water and it tips and spills into her lap. With a shriek she stands and rushes to the bathroom pushing the wait staff out of the way. I casully stand up and follow her to the bathroom leaving her stunned companion in shock at the table. I knock on the bathroom door and hear her voice from inside. "Go away." "I'm sorry to bother you but I was sitting at a table near yours and I saw what happened and I think there is sopmthing you aught to know." The door opened slightly and she looked me up in down. "What are you here to tell me that a girl such a my self doesn't belong in a place like this. Becuase I will agree with you so you don't have to bother." "Absolutly not! I would never dream of saying such nonsense! I just thought you should know that the gentlmen sitting with you at your table was resposible for those incidents." "What? How do you expect me to believe that." "I don't expect you to believe me I just would like to tell you what I saw. He kicked the chair from underneath you and tiped over that glass when you wern't looking. I expect he is just trying to get you to give up and go home so he can take advntage of you." "That is crazy and I don't believe you!" She said as she slamed the door in my face. But she did believe me I saw it in her eyes. I had brought thoughts that she had already feared. I made my way back to my seat and watched her slip out the door un noticed by her companion still sitting at the table glancing at his watch.

Scene 9: Modeling School

My first day of class…. Every class has this one person that is the annoying one…well we got the Queen of annoying her self. She looks like marida from Brave. She was just one of those people who NEVER shut up. And our teacher made the mistake of telling us to be ourselves in class. Lucky us :) Speaking of our teacher. She is a first timer and our class is her first so I will give her the benefit of the doubt when she was a little scatter brained and she kept saying this is what they taught but I don’t do that.. Not exactly the greatest example. I kinda bonded with two other people in the class. One is a gorgeous 21 year old black and sassy newly wed that doesn’t have near enough self confidence as she should. She recently moved here with her husband from Washington DC. I look forward to getting to know her more. Then there was Marco and I can tell he will quickly become one of my favorites. He is a freshman in highschool but is very mature for his age. When asked why he choose to come to Barbizon he said because I absolutely positively want to be a model. He enjoys spending time with his boyfriend and gets beat up in the locker room because of it  I hate bullies in any shape or form. There was a little 10 year old who has to be the most adorable of the class and she rocked the run way. Then there was a snobby litte preteen whom I know will only become more snobby after becoming a model. K There wasn’t really anyone else who stood out yet but I am sure they will after I get to know them a little better. I can’t wait till the acting portion of the classes but runway has been my favorite so far. Love Love Love. I will be sure to share all the tips of the trade with you guys as we learn them! This first class was pretty much just orientation! Can’t wait to see what the rest of the classes give me!! You guys should really start commenting on things I am beginning to think the only person reading these are my mom and boyfriend…and me… I should have a few more readers then that right?? Let me know. And if there is anything you guys want to hear about or know about me or know what my opinion is let me know. I will gladly take any ideas or suggestions on what to write about!