Well you have found the official blog of me (Brittney Driever).
The name of my blog is self explanatory and is what you may find with in this. I would like to welcome you and feel free to read anything and everything. Enjoy yourself and don't forget to follow me. If you have any suggestions about what I should write about or anything I could change about my blog, I would love to hear your feedback. Also feel free to comment on anything. Have fun and I hope your life is great.

Friday, September 30, 2011

Fall

It's finally fall. It may not seem like it because it's still warm. But I have no doubt that this fall will be great! I'm finally turning 16. Romeo and Juliet going up at the end of October. Homecoming game tonight, and homecoming dance tomorrow! Everything right now is just simple. Nothing to worry about.
All the birds are flying south and I thought about it one night while running. What would it be like to be a bird. It would be absolutely fantastic. Not having to worry about anything except yourself. You could go anywhere you wanted all the time. Take some time and think about what you would do if you were a bird.
-Brittney

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Redundancy

I feel like all I do right now is work. I wake up go to school, either stay after school till five or come home and pick my brother up. I work on homework after I pick my brother up. I make us dinner get him ready for football. Do more homework. Work on lines, run, come home sit for 10 minutes, shower, homework, lines, bed. Wake up school, rehearsals, dinner, homework, run, homework, shower, lines, bed. I do the same thing everyday. Redundant...redundant...redundant...redundant...redundant...Thank god for my family, my boyfriend, my friends and the weekends.
-Brittney

Friday, September 23, 2011

Acting

When most people think of the word they obviously think movies, actors, actresses etc. It's way different when you are an actor or actress. You begin thinking about every little tiny detail that goes into putting on a production. I could list multiple things...but to make it clear and simple one of the things I think about is how I'm going to put my character together. How I'm going to be able to bring my own life experiences into building a character. That my dear friends is part of the Meisner acting. It's a very complicated thing to describe so I recommend looking it up. Ever since my acting teacher last year taught this to us I haven't been able to accept any other way of acting. What I do hate is people that use method acting. Okay, I don't hate them I just hate the way their acting looks I guess. It's gives a lazy performance I guess. All fake emotion splattered on the stage. It's just not right. Another thing that really really irritates me are when people say "Oh well acting isn't that hard I could do that." Acting is not a simple task there is a lot that is put into that people don't see. You can't just learn the lines and say them when you are supposed to. You have to know what each line means to your character break them down bit by bit. Find out why your character is saying that line. There is a purpose behind every line. The audience doesn't get the chance to experience any of that. Sometimes I wish people would stop and think about how long it really takes to put together a character. Acting is not a walk in the park. It's a lifestyle that you have to embrace fully and bring it into your life full time.
-Brittney

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Classy America

Lets go back in time when the USA had class. What? Had class? The USA is the classiest country in the whole wide world *insert overly patriotic person from the south accent*. Oh the good ol' days when the US was just starting out. The men would open doors for women. Ladies first. You got dressed up to go to a tea party or a dinner party. Everyone was kind to each other. We had class. So what the hell happened to it?
I don't really know to be honest. Anymore you see people yelling at other people threatening them. Fist flying everywhere over the last can of spam at the store. Really? Now we have people walking around letting it all hang out. You see it at the mall, downtown, at the grocery store, a high schools, at clubs and even weddings. Classy huh? When I hear the word dinner party I like thinking about the '50s when the women would cook up a nice dinner and have the neighbors over. Everyone would be dressed in their best little dress and men in dress shirts and slacks. A dinner party now is hamburgers off the grill with maybe some ribs and a plate of bacon. All the women wearing booty shorts and too small tank tops and the men in gross stained shorts with cut off shirts. This would be sort of acceptable for my big fat redneck wedding. Even when I think of a BBQ I don't think of this. 
When I think of having to get dressed up to go somewhere. I think of a play, a party, and other places that are like that. Is that how America is now? Hahaha no. For some people you have to get "dressed up" to go to "the wal-mart". Wal-mart the source of all evil. You have to get dressed up to go there? God I'd hate to see what you usually wear if people are dressed up when the go to wal-mart. America I have one question to ask you. Why in the world do you like to embarrass our country by acting like this? I would much rather live somewhere else. But for now I am stuck here with The Wal-mart. Where dressed up is shorts that show your whole butt and a tank top that barely covers your chest. This my friends is 'MERICA!
-Brittney 

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Anger

I'm just an angry person right now. Okay well maybe I'm not exactly angry just angry-stressed I suppose. I'm stressed about everything. School, grades, homework, play, lines, people in the play, pageant, opening dance number, my home life, running, etc. Why? HELL IF I KNOW! I hate this feeling trust me I do. So when I get too stressed out my parents automatically become super concerned even after I have told them I'm just stressed out. Then they become nosy and  piss me off even more. I know they love me and want to make sure I'm okay but there's a point where I don't know what to tell you because I've already have said what needs to be said. It's frustrating. I just need a day where I don't have to worry about anything....Sadly that day isn't coming anytime soon. Well I should probably go work on my lines. Goodnight.
-Brittney

Friday, September 16, 2011

Dear Immune System

Seriously? You thought I wouldn't notice that you took a one day vacation? Thought you could sneak away in the middle of the night to go "Jersey Shore" it up? Failure, failure, failure -- failure. For those few minutes you were gone I was brutally attacked. Temperature went up, fever set in. Shivers all night long. Wake up on Thursday morning feeling nauseous and dizzy. Oh and thanks for making me feel dizzy so I don't want to get out of bed therefore making me dehydrated. So you now have to work overtime to make me feel better. Congratulations on succeeding at nothing except for making me feel like crap. And today...what the hell? I feel 10 times better. Was I not allowed to go to school yesterday? This is ridiculous. For the next few days I'm going to be stuck being sick thanks to your little vacation. 
Love,
Brittney

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Where is thy sheath?

Today summed up in a few words: sucked like being sat on by a snoralax. If you are not aware of what a snoralax is you did not grow up with pokemon. So yes my day really sucked. I woke up and I felt everything I put on made me look stupid. I then realized I didn't do my math homework. Went to school, started the day by having the school printer be broken and me being super confused on how to the background color back to normal. I let me tell you I tried everything even had one of my super smart guy friends help me. Then math then creative writing. Lunch where I finally printed the papers but apparently the printer got backed up and stopped printed and ya-da-ya-da-ya-da. Went to acting boosted my mood for an hour and a half. Went to English remembered a homework assignment that I didn't do. Told the teacher totally go smacked down by her. Left english only to find out my friends car keys got stolen. Called my mom and having her tell me she couldn't pick me up. Almost broke down in the hall way. Sat in the parking lot. Sat in front of the school. Mom finally got me. Had to go to my brothers football practice for an hour and a half while doing homework and working on lines. Yeah that was my day. Long as hell...That is why I need thy sheath. To slay thyself that doth drive thee inconsistent mind to the depths of lords despair!
-Brittney

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Is it...

Weird that I'm brushing my hair and typing at the same time. I dunno it takes skill. Today in my words was magnificentbuloussomemazing to the max. Why? because it can be. Yes I know it's 9/11 but that doesn't mean I can't have a good day. Although my heart goes out to those effected by 9/11. The hardships that they will endure are nothing near mine. They're lives have forever been changed.
Anyway...things are pretty great first day of rehearsals tomorrow starting off with the "great" read through. It's so much fun to waste time reading through a script. Well I guess it's good though. And I actually don't have to just sit there most of the time but I will immediately start learning my lines I give myself 2 weeks to learn them all. Let's do this! If I succeed it will be like a boss. I haven't written much in the past few day just short little snippets but how about a song of the day! We need one of those. My hoofy scroofy (refer to post Hoofy Scroofy) showed me this song tonight so here it is Who'd Have Known by Lily Allen.
-Brittney

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Understandings

I don't fully understand some people. Mostly people I'm actually quite close to. Like friends, mostly friends actually. I watch them do the dumbest things sometimes. I wish they could look at what they are doing in a different perspective. Sadly neither of them will. Yes two friends in specific a boy and a girl. Both doing that same exact thing. I've known these people for a few years now and never have they done anything like this. They are throwing away their high school lives worrying about things that are so dumb. Sometimes I wish I could tell them how I really feel but I don't want to make it even worse. I don't want to lose my friends either. I guess I would like a well thought out explanation of  why they keep doing this. They're obviously hurting themselves more than helping themselves. Seriously guys I'm not sure how much more I can take. I see it wearing down on you guys and it pisses me off seeing you beat up yourselves. Do yourself a favor and think about yourself for 10 minutes and not about anything else. Hopefully then you will realize what you are doing. I love you guys too much to watch you get hurt over and over again.
-Brittney

Holy cows from the moon

Today was freaking awesome. I landed the part of Juliet in Romeo and Juliet! I screamed and jumped around...almost cried. I was shaking because I was so happy. It's a very wonderful feeling really. Go find something that will make you feel like that. Although the world just shrunk by 10 sizes, crazy, crazy stuff. Anyway enough about Romeo and Juliet. If you would like to know more about it I recommend going to my other blog titled Romeo and Juliet. It's pretty fun. So today or yesterday since it is 12:05 was pretty much amazing. Well that's really all I have to say. And I can't put up a song of the day because it just started. So farewell my friends and check out the new blog.
-Brittney

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Hoofy Scroofy

Hoofy Scroofy [hoo-fee screw-fee] adj. n. 
A word used by Mr. Owens; a person who is your boyfriend/ girlfriend or lover; a description of an odd person.

Ex: Avery is my hoofy scroofy. 
Ex: Tina is a hoofy scroofy

Ah yes the play season officially starts tomorrow. The life style I live for. My school life is about to begin. The smell of the auditorium and looking out into the rows of seats in the auditorium is all to familiar. I'm so ready to start acting. Summer was almost pure torture not being able to stand on stage (but I had other wonderful things going on so summer was still freakin' awesome!) Home...it feels like home standing center stage. Now going back to hoofy scroofy.  My acting teacher used that phrase  all last year and now I use it all the time. But sadly he resigned and now I don't here it anymore. Nor am I called B Driever or "you son of a-" nope none of that. Now class is sorta proper. I miss it all. Oh well, at least I learned all that I could from him when he was there and knowing that he helped me kill my audition and callback makes me feel good about everything. Well I find out tomorrow if I got the part. Until then my friends until then. Oh song of the day should be a song from Sweeney Todd because I say so. So By The Sea is my choice of song. Sang by the wonder full Helena Bonham Carter. 
-Brittney

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

And I thought I was...

Crazy, mentally insane, out of my mind, psychotic...Come to figure out that I am totally and completely sane. Ah!  What? Um no Brittney is not allowed to be sane. It's highly impossible on 30 different levels. But apparently I am sane. Haha got you there for a moment. Well I am sane when it comes to something in particular, and that is milk. Milk you might ask. Yes the dairy product that usually comes from a cow. There's chocolate milk, strawberry milk, cookies and cream milk, whole milk, 2% milk, 1% milk and skim milk. So many options right, so how do you choose. Well I personally love chocolate milk but only from Reed's Dairy in Idaho Falls...Strawberry milk is meh, it kinda grosses me out. Cookies and cream milk is heaven in milk...until I saw the calories it contained. Whole milk is Satan, it should not exist at all. It is cow fat in a jug. 2% milk is Satan's spawn, it's not as thick as whole milk but still nasty as hell. 1% milk is the spawn of Satan's spawn, it's definitely better than 2% milk but I still hate it. It's gross and too thick. Skim milk, some say it tastes like water. Well guess what I like water milk then because skim milk is the only way to go. It tastes like milk it looks like milk and I don't feel like I have to try to get the milk out of the container. So why don't you try all of the different milks I have listed and decide for yourself. But let me tell you something: I WILL NEVER EVER EVER DRINK ANYTHING BUT SKIM MILK AGAIN BECAUSE EVERYTHING ELSE IS GROSS!
-Brittney
P.S I still love you if you don't drink skim milk. :)

Monday, September 5, 2011

What's wrong with me!?

You know the times that you wish you knew what everyone was thinking so you wouldn't have to worry about stuff every waking moment of you life. Yeah well it would be pretty damn awesome wouldn't it be? I mean come on to be able to hear how people feel about stuff. What they really think about things. I dunno maybe it's just me. I tend to over think anything and everything. For example: (this story is totally made up) I go to the store to buy a pineapple and on the way I wonder if they'll have any. *fake scenario starts in my head* I get to the store they do not have any pineapple. I drive home and tell my mom they didn't have any pineapple she then gets angry with me and she never talks to me again. I don't go to college because I can't afford it and I never live a good life....See I really think about that stuff on a daily basis. I'm messed up in the head I guess. Okay back to the same pineapple thing. So I finally get to the store and they do have pineapple I buy it and come home and set it on the table. I walk away from it for five minutes. *another scenario* While I'm away from it Snarky jumps on the table and knocks the pineapple over on to the floor and devours the whole thing. The spiky things on the outside will tear up his inside resulting in taking him to the vet and everything going wrong.
I told you......I over think everything. So being able to read minds would be great but even as I write this I can think of 40 different ways that, that could go wrong. Anyway....Have a fantabulous day. I may or may not get a chance to do song of the day.
-Brittney

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Song of the day

Hey what's this? Yes two posts minutes away from each other. I know amazing right? Maybe maybe not, depends on how you see it. Well I made cake pops again today they only took me a few hours this time (thank god) Well as the title says I'm going to post my first song of the day since school has started I would've done this soon but I was busy and didn't have the time. I'm sorry that I have neglected you. :( I still love you I promise. Hahaha okay well now that, that is out of the way it's song of the day time! Yay! Oh oops I lied. Went downtown last night with my silly,magnificent boyfriend. Walked around had fun running around. Saw some "cool" hot air balloons but "hot air balloons are overrated!" pahaha. Well today is his birthday. Which also reminds me that it is also my wonderful father's birthday too. So Happy birthday wonderful father and silly, magnificent boyfriend! I love you both very much! Okay now that I said happy birthday...It is now time for song of the day. Which I think should be Somewhere Only We know by Keane. It's a magnificent song full of magnificentness!
-Brittney

Moments

You know the times that you don't really know how to take in everything. The moments when everything in your life finally makes sense. The moment in your life when you finally know what you are going to do for the rest of your life. The moment when you know that you are loved for who you are. The moment when you finally feel like you are accepted for being you. The moment when you're happy but you aren't really sure why. The moment when you feel like you can do anything in the entire world. The moments that take your breath away without you knowing it. The moment when you just know why you are on Earth. The moment that chooses the rest of your life, when you ride a bike, when you fall in love, when you live on your own, when you get sad, depressed, happy, exuberant, outgoing, like you are floating away and never going to hit the ground again. The moment when you find life purpose, when you finally find yourself.
These moments come with a price. Some are fairly simple and don't require much of you. Others take a toll on your life and ultimately change you for better or for worse. Some people will never experience these things for some reasons untold. I ask myself why I am lucky enough to feel like this. Why am I lucky enough to have all this? I don't fully understand how lucky I am, all I know is that I am very fortunate to be who I am. Sometimes I wish I could help my friends when they need me but I don't always have the answers they want to hear. I just know that sometimes things do get bad and things may stay that way. But it all depends on how courageous you feel to build up the strength to finally take a stand for yourself. Once you do you can finally take a deep breath, and your first steps of a new life.
-Brittney