I [heart] Britain.

"I shouldn't be saying this, high treason really, but I sometimes wonder if Americans aren't fooled by our accent into detecting a brilliance that may not really be there."

Stephen Fry.

And the Oscar goes to...

Tonight's the Oscars. I most likely will not be watching, but I might tune in at some point.

Anyways, Radar Online has an awesome feature on Oscar Speeches. Here's mine:



Wow. Oh boy. I wasn't going to prepare a speech, but my Grandmother told me I'd jinx myself if I didn't. So, thanks, Mawmaw!

[Pause. Inhale deeply. Nod to Jack Nicholson.]

I'd like to thank the Academy. I'd like to thank the depressed, sexy, senile actors I was nominated with. Just to be included in a group with you all is an honor. I'd like to thank my manager, Aharon Rosenberg, my agent, Kevin, my stylist, and all the immensely talented people at New Line, Harvey Weinstein, Gaylord Focker, and Dr. Kevorkian.

I'd also like to thank my parents, who supported me through puberty. And Colin Farrell, my one ... true ... love [gaze into audience].

Last, but certainly not least, we all just lost Mel Brooks, a truly insane visionary and fantabulous soul. [Begin tearing.] I'd like us to take a moment to ...

No! Zoinks!! Don't start playing that music, I have 55 more people to go! My editor Catherine M----, my accountant Amy F----, my lawyer Laura B----, and my personal assistant Candice P----, Josh at Hippogriff Pictures. Brad Grey.

When we started this project, Britney Spears was something no one wanted to talk about. Victims of illegal immigrants, this is for you! Thank ...

[Music swells.]

'Tis the Season to be Emo

There is an Emo Board in my room. What is an Emo Board? Why, it is a bulletin board devoted to the Emo way of life, of course. Duh. It currently hangs above my reluctantly-emo roommate's desk. We're almost done with the semester, and Laura has never put anything on her bulletin board while mine is covered with pictures and whatnot. Then, just this week, Laura printed out a picture she found online and tacked it to her board.



Thus, we have christened her board The Emo Board. We're thinking of adding more pictures to it, but honestly, having more pictures might make it less emo and thus defeat the purpose of having an Emo Board.

If we were to add any more pictures, we would have to add this one:



Cause we have the Emo Christmas Spirit.

So stand on the edge with me

Goo Goo Dolls, "Before It's Too Late"

aka "Sam and Mikaela's Theme" from Transformers

I wonder through fiction to look for the truth
Buried beneath all the lies
and I stood at a distance
To feel who you are
Hiding myself in your eyes

and hold on before it's too late
Until we leave this behind
Don't fall just be who you are
It's all that we need in our lives

and the risk that might break you
Is the one that would save
A life you dont live is still lost
So stand on the edge with me
Hold back your fear and see
Nothing is real til it's gone

Hold on before its too late
Until we leave this behind
Don't fall just be who you are
It's all that we need in our lives

So live like you mean it
Love til you feel it
It's all that we need in our lives
So stand on the edge with me
Hold back your fear and see
Nothing is real til it's gone

Hold on before its too late
Until we leave this behind
Don't fall just be who you are
It's all that we need in our lives

Hold on before its too late
Until we leave this behind
Don't fall just be who you are
It's all that we need in our lives

It's all that we need in our lives
It's all that I need in my life

Bate's Motel

I'm watching Hitchcock movies on AMC. "The Birds" and "Psycho" to be exact. And I found these two hilarious videos on youtube I thought I would share.

Alfred Hitchcock's "The Birds" in 1 minute and 40 seconds:


"Psycho," A Romantic Comedy:

2 Songs.

2 Songs by Jars of Clay that I love:

"Much Afraid"

Empty again
Sunken down so far
So scared to fall
I might not get up again

So I lay at your feet
All my brokenness
I carry all of my burdens to you

All of these things
I've held up in vain
No reason nor rhyme
Just the scars that remain
Of all of these things
I'm so much afraid
Scared out of my mind
By the demons I've made
Sweet Jesus, you never ever let me go
Oh, sweet Jesus, never ever let me go

So happy to love
Yet so far to go
You lead me on to where I've never been before

All of these things
I've held up in vain
No reason nor rhyme
Just the scars that remain
Of all of these things
I'm so much afraid
Scared out of my mind
By the demons I've made
Sweet Jesus, you never ever let me go
Oh, sweet Jesus, never ever let me go


"Hymn"

Oh refuge of my hardened heart
Oh fast pursuing lover come
As angels dance 'round Your throne
My life by captured fare You own

Not silhouette of trodden faith
Nor death shall not my steps be guide
I'll pirouette upon mine grave
For in Your path I'll run and hide

Oh gaze of love so melt my pride
That I may in Your house but kneel
And in my brokenness to cry
Spring worship unto Thee

When beauty breaks the spell of pain
The bludgeoned heart shall burst in vain
But not when love be pointed king
And truth shall Thee forever reign

Oh gaze of love so melt my pride
That I may in Your house but kneel
And in my brokenness to cry
Spring worship unto Thee

Sweet Jesus carry me away
From cold of night, and dust of day
In ragged hour or salt worn eye
Be my desire, my well sprung lye

Oh gaze of love so melt my pride
That I may in Your house but kneel
And in my brokenness to cry
Spring worship unto Thee

Oh gaze of love so melt my pride
That I may in Your house but kneel
And in my brokenness to cry
Spring worship unto Thee

Spring worship unto Thee
Spring worship unto Thee

Note To Self

Dear Emily,

Let’s cut the chitchat. It’s just you and me, kid, and I’m not going to beat around the bush here. You are a good person. You are a worthy person. Your worst enemy is that voice in your head that’s whispering, “You’re just second-best. A consolation prize. Plan B.” It’s all lies.

Because you are YOU. It wasn’t just chance. You were created. Designed. You are unique, and most importantly, you are loved. And it is a pure love that no human can ever take away.

And I know you feel lost, and lonely, and homeless, but you’re not. Your family is diverse and scattered throughout the world, but they are there for you. They care. They remember.

Your past, your scars, your fears—they made you. In some ways, they will forever define you. But they don’t limit you. Accept them, embrace them, and let go. Move on.

I know that you have no idea what to do with your life. I know that you’re upset at how life hasn’t gone according to plan. And it sucks. I can’t lie to you. I can’t say any clichés to make you feel better. I’m not offering you rose-colored glasses because I love you too much for that.

But I have something that I think you need and that I know you desire: I have hope. And what’s more, I have faith. I have faith in you, and I have faith in the one that sustains you.

So do something! Go to Europe, Chile, L.A., Korea…heck, go to Canada even! Make plans and act on them. Make friends and stick with them. Don’t shy away from having a little fun in your life. You thought life started after high school and then were disappointed to find yourself stagnate in college. Life starts when you want it to.

Life is crap. People suck. Dreams crash and burn before they even take off. But you keep going. You keep trudging on, and one day you’ll be able to turn around, look back, and smile. It will be a bittersweet smile, and there will be storm clouds ahead, but you’ll be able to smile if you keep holding on.

I don’t know how much more I can say about this. To quote one of your favorite movies, “Constantly talking isn't necessarily communicating.” I’ve said what I’ve needed to say. Now it’s up to you to let it sink in. Maybe this is the first step of many.

Make me proud.

Simply,

Emily