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About Me


I'm Brittany.
Manufactured in 1989.
I am a singer. I am a writer. A dreamer. A lover. A fighter. A daughter. A sister. An aunt. && A friend.
The stage stole my heart a long time ago. It's something I'll probably never get over. My family is pretty much amazing. We're all nothing alike. Except for the crazy part. I love them. I'm a musical. I sing more than I breathe. Reading takes up a large portion of my life. I could live off of literature. When I was younger, I had aspirations of being a writer...but dreams change. I love orange soda. I'm sort of feisty. And by that I mean I have a temper. I'm also five foot three, so it's not very intimidating. I have two cats named Toodles and Slightly. They're my Lost Boys. I'm a theatre major at Troy University because I'm a cool kid. It's my life. And I love it. My belief system is based on happiness. I believe that whatever is out there wants us to be happy. Jesus and all that sha-bang is the foundation for all of that. I'm a very spiritual person. I read all of my fortune cookies. Sometimes, I even take them to heart. I'm a pretty natural person. If it doesn't grow from the ground, then don't intake it. Otherwise, I enjoy what the earth gives me. Peace is a fantasy of mine. I like to think of myself as a kid. I'm not really though. I have a slight obsession for Peter Pan. And a slight hatred of Tinkerbell. I can't help it. She's a bitch. It's a known fact that my mom is much cooler than yours. That's just how it has to be. I'm sorry. I don't like to talk on the phone. But I've been known to have eight hour late night conversations. I'm allergic to weird things. I love baseball. Go Yankees. I preach the gospel of Judy Garland. I live off of bluegrass. And I search my soul too often. I talk too much, but I never say what I need to. I'm afraid of needles, and being close to people. I'm a storyteller. I can weave a tale with the best of them. And my best friend is Switzerland.

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My Blog

If the answer is no, can I change your mind?

It seems that I'm at a point in my life where everything looks fine from afar, but once you get close you realize it's pretty effed up.It bothers me when the people around me have everything I could w...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Sep 2009 14:09:00 GMT

And you asked me what I want this year...

There are days when you bitch about something until you're blue in the face.And then there are days when you perfectly okay with the exact same thing.I'm a woman. I change my mind too much.I'm way too...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Aug 2009 13:11:00 GMT

I'm not dead yet.

Well, this was an interesting end to an interesting summer. Mono was not my first choice. That crap kicked my butt.I'm glad it's all over though.I'm glad that classes start in a few days.I'm glad my f...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Aug 2009 14:29:00 GMT

There's a song we sing together. The song of me and you .

And I was hoping that we could fix it. At least just fiddle around with the tune.Sometimes there are things that open your eyes.Sometimes there are things that close them. Make you want to run. To h...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Jul 2009 19:47:00 GMT

You say all these days apart will mend my broken heart.

I had a great fourth weekend.I still feel like somethings wrong in my life. Something missing.Maybe I just need my friends back.August couldn't come sooner. There's a new person in my life.=] - that's...
Posted by on Sun, 05 Jul 2009 18:56:00 GMT

You've got one good trick, and you're hanging on. You're hanging on...

I wrote this really long blog Sunday night. Like, forever long. About me being a crazy emotional female and blah blah blah.You're lucky that my computer freaked out on me(which tends to happen a lot) ...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Jun 2009 13:01:00 GMT

We used to laugh alot because we thought that everything good would remain.

It's been awhile. There are lots of new things to be updated on.I spent a couple weekends in a row with Mom. Loved it. I miss her alot.I went to Bamajam. I saw Kid Rock, Brooks and Dunn, Taylor Swift,...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Jun 2009 09:42:00 GMT

Older chests reveal themselves like a crack in the wall...

It's early in the morning, and here I am. Sleepless, yet again.I'm beginning to get used to it. I stay up until the early mornings thinking about what I've done, what I could've done, should've done, ...
Posted by on Thu, 14 May 2009 23:14:00 GMT

On the long drive home...

The best thing about an ending is that it isn't always final. The best endings are only beginnings in disguise. Camouflaged to help move each of us along the roads of our lives, continually growing, p...
Posted by on Sat, 02 May 2009 11:27:00 GMT

Wouldn't it be nice if we were older, then we wouldn't have to wait so long

Hi.Yeah, I know. It's been awhile.It's been a bit busy as of late.=]Updates?Welllll, I'm currently filming a ten minute student film, taking finals, spending time with my new kittens, writing papers, ...
Posted by on Fri, 01 May 2009 10:00:00 GMT