Halloweenie.

So this week is Halloween and I cannot wait! On Saturday our church had our "Fall Festival" (apparently some people take offense to the term Halloween) and my brother Marion (yes, brother) and I dressed up as  Bo Peep and Woody from Toy Story and my little sister went as princess Aurora, oh sorry, I mean Sleeping Beauty.

Here's us.  Can't you see the resemblance? The little cutie down front is usually quite happy but she chose this exact moment to stop smiling...what a shame. Oh and there's also our brother Taft in cardboard cutout form. Our parents got that when he moved out as a joke and now he "stands" in a place of honor and often photobombs family photos. 

So when it comes to Halloween I believe in dressing up, scaring people, carving pumpkins, and all that jazz. I honestly love Halloween. Last year as a junior in high school I even went trick or treating (I dressed as a twister board, I literally wrapped the board around me like a toga). Yes, I really should have been ashamed of myself, but I was too busy enjoying myself. What a pity. Well this year I would love to do the same, but alas my parents forbade me. So what to do, what to do? 

As a teenager, a popular Halloween activity is the visiting of haunted houses. However, I am a HUGE wimp and I get scared so easily. I get nightmares after watching the previews for scary movies! No, I don't even watch the movie itself, just the preview and I'm still up all night scared! So, I'd love to go to a haunted house, buuut...yeah, I couldn't do it. 

SO, we'll see what happens this Wednesday then....either I'm passing out candy and getting to bed by the responsible hour of 8 o'clock or I'm going to a haunted house and I'm peeing myself and not sleeping.

This is the hardest decision of my life. 

Hello World!

Well looks like I am officially joining the blogging world. Pretty exciting huh? Or disheartening...to think that I'm giving in to peer pressures and only see my self-actualization as being achieved through sharing it with others! Either way, I have done the inevitable and here I am. But the question still remains, Who am I? I cannot say this question without thinking of the caterpillar in Alice in Wonderland (one of my favorites I might add) who drawled, while smoking his hookah, "Whoooo Arrrre Yoouu?"
And to this I reply:
I am a self proclaimed extrovert (and as far as things one can proclaim oneself to be, I say that's a fairly good one)
I enjoy poetry but my writing of it is definitely lacking
I am passionate about acting (shall I call myself an actress? yes, I believe I shall)
I am an actress
I am a lover not a fighter. Not quite true, I just wanted to say that :)
I believe in art
I believe in mermaids, but try not to believe in ghosts
I am easily addicted to things (chocolate, TV shows, books, staying up late, salsa)
I eat books (figuratively thank goodness) mystery, nonfiction, romance, you name it
I like boys. But boys don't realize they like me (how strange, right? ;)
I love to quote movies.
I love to learn new things.

\And, oh yeah, my name is Amy.

I believe in sucking out life's marrow
in leafing through life's pages,
riding my bike,
walking alone late at night,
laughing at absurdity and
laughing irreverently,
discovering myself through acting,
and loving those around me.

So, Enjoy my opinions, life happenings, poetry, goofy stories, and odds and ends.