seriously though.

my 

"blogging"

will now be done on tumblr.

siera eden says CLICK (please)

peace.love.perspective.

-S

found this...

on a random tumblr.

and i love it.

and i wanna do it.

a 30-day thingy-ma-bobber...

day 01- a recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself.
day 02- the meaning behind your tumblr name.
day 03- a picture of you and your friends.
day 04- a habit that you wish you didn’t have.
day 05- a picture of somewhere you’ve been to.
day 06- favorite super hero and why.
day 07- a picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you.
day 08- short term goals for this month and why.
day 09- something you’re proud of in the past few days.
day 10- songs you listen to when you are happy, sad, bored, hyped, mad.
day 11- another picture of you and your friends.
day 12- how you found out about tumblr and why you made one.
day 13- a letter to someone who has hurt you recently.
day 14- a picture of you and your family.
day 15- put your ipod on shuffle: first 10 songs that play.
day 16- another picture of yourself.
day 17- someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why.
day 18- plans/dreams/goals you have.
day 19- nicknames you have; why do you have them.
day 20- someone you see yourself marrying/being with in the future.
day 21- a picture of something that makes you happy.
day 22- what makes you different from everyone else.
day 23- something you crave for a lot.
day 24- a letter to your parents.
day 25- what i would find in your bag.
day 26- what you think about your friends.
day 27- why are you doing this 30 day challenge.
day 28- a picture of you last year and now, how have you changed since then?.
day 29- in this past month, what have you learned.
day 30- who are you?

dear blogspot.

i have a confession to make.

as much as i love you.

you were, in fact, my first jump into the internet blogging world...

i have started a tumblr.

i'm not getting rid of you because some of my most favorite blogs are in fact connected to you, but i feel that tumblr may be a better fit for my blogging needs.

we'll see.

i'll probably neglect that too.

goodnight for now.

-S

click me

outfit inspiration.

i don't know what kinda blogger i am.

i have my daily blogs i always read and marvel at.

i'm not a fashion blogger.

as much as i'd love to be...i'm not.

i'm not a food blogger.

i guess i'm a life blogger?

but even that's iffy given the fact i don't like to be overly personal on the internet. 

where do i fit?
hmmmm.

but speaking of fashion bloggers.

i gotta do a lil tribute to one of my all time favorite girls.

cupcakesandcashmere

this girl knows how to dress. 

ALL the time.

need proof?

here's your proof.

seriously amazing.

for reals.

sometimes...

the absolute hardest thing to do is truly believe...

everything happens for a reason.

so. this is me trying.

new obsession.

this past week has been a week of lot's of new music for me.

eminem. (amaazing new album)

jack johnson.

and this freakin cover of "addicted to love" by Florence & The Machine.

it's perfect.

you're welcome.

insomnia blogging.

i think it's time for another about me blog.

i feel fragmented...once again.

so here goes nothing...

-i love wearing red lipstick. and no. i don't care if guys like it. or don't like it. i love it. makes me feel powerful.

-i had never seen a 2 dollar bill before until recently and now I have 2 lucky 2 dollar bills from two of the greatest people i know. i will never use them. that's why they're lucky. duh.

-i wish i was funny enough to do stand-up comedy. those people are incredibly brave.

-my family are some of the coolest people you'll ever hang out with.

-i'm a sucker for blue eyes. sometimes i make an exception. but blue eyes will almost always do it for me.

-kissing is one of my favorite things to do. ever.

-i can't own enough dresses. or sunglasses.

-i'm an obsessive "journaler"(which you wouldn't think considering i blog so randomly).

-i wish i could share minnesota with all the people i love in california because i truly feel it's such a huge part of who i am today. plus it's gorgeous almost all year round.

-my greatest challenge in life is patience. 

-i refuse to blog about really personal things on the internet, it's what my journal is for.  it works for some people, for me, it's pointless. why indirectly talk about something to "someone" when you can use the real world and do it face to face?

-that's another thing. i prefer face to face over ANYTHING else. i can text with the best of them, but i'll give up all day texting for an hour of face time. i'll promise you that.

-i believe that absence can totally make the heart grow fonder, but it still sucks.

-toy story 3 completed my childhood.

-i need desperately to cure my habit of staying up so late, this can truly do no good in my future. 

-a nice margarita with some chips and salsa on a summer day=perfection.

THAT

-or a couple beers at a bar with a good friend. always does the trick.

goodnight?

yeah.

stolen new favorite quote...

confession.

totally stole this from a good friend's facebook.

but it's amazing.

don't know how i missed it on his page before...

"The supreme prayer of my heart is not to be learned, rich, famous, powerful, or "good", but simply to be radiant.  I desire to radiate health, cheerfulness, calm, courage, and good will.  I wish to live without hate, whim, jealousy, envy, fear.  I wish to be simple, honest, frank, natural, clean in mind and clean in body, unaffected-as ready to say "I do not know", if it be so, and to meet all men on an absolute equality-to face any obstacle and meet every difficulty unabashed and unafraid.  I wish others to live their lives, too-up to their highest, fullest, and best.  To that end I pray that I may never meddle, interfere, dictate, give advice that is not wanted, or assist when my services are not needed.  If I can help people, I'll do it by giving them a chance to help themselves; and if I can uplift or inspire, let it be by example, inference, and suggestion, rather than by injunction and dictation.  That is to say, I desire to be radiant- to radiate life."

-Elbert Hubbard

what a cool idea. radiating life.  

short and sweet.

my blogs have been very short. 

sweet.

and to the point lately.

why should this one be any different?

i need these two faces back in my general area.

like.

asap.

i'm just sayin.

it's not summer without the two of you.

end of story.

always know..

that everything happens in its right time. and its right place.

everything.

ps. love my sister girl. miss this weekend mucho.

sometimes...

you just gotta find a couple things to be grateful for.

my current things happen to be people...

i love you. i do.

the end result

so i was creative.

and it felt great.

cartoon portraits? maaaybe.

i've always wanted to combine pictures and paint...this is the first attempt at it.

hmmmm.

advice of the day:

-count your blessings.

everyday. seriously. gratitude is always in style. 

-read a book.

for fun.

let it take you into a completely different world.

-learn how to give a good hug.

the power of a good hug gives me goose bumps.

don't do the one arm crap.

wrap yourself around some love baby.

-say i love you. and mean it.

nuff said.

creativity explosion in 5..4..3..2..

BOOM!

ok. not really.

this is more of a procrastination post to be completely honest.

if i could be creative right now i'd love it.

but i have this stupid paper.

this paper that is consuming my head.

with nothing-ness.

some dumb GE.

bleh.

THAT is what senioritis will do to a girl.

1000 words to go. and i'm home free. 

so clooose.

BUT that's not the point of this.

the point of this post is to say.

that.

i.

can't.

wait.

for.

summer.

i will paint.

i will write.

i will read.

i will exercise my mind.

i will exercise my body.

i will connect with myself again.

because it is essential to do so.

and in the fall.

i will take the stage once again.

i'm a lucky girl.

to be able to do what i love is a gift i can never take for granted.

maybe this assignment is rubbing off on me...

dear blog world,

i hate emo blogs more than anything ever.

so i apologize for the last two.

(in my defense. i've been working on an assignment for the literal "emo" movement for the past week.)

go figure.

"your faith has got to be greater than your fear..."

truer words have never been spoken or sang.

i'm a lucky lady.

i've got some of the greatest people surrounding me.

and at the end of the day.

it's all happening for a reason.

even amidst the "emo blogs" i can't help but enjoy watching life unfold.

tis a beautiful thang ain't it?

the getty villa ain't to shabby either.

no need to wonder what's on my mind..

it's always been a challenge for me to remain present in the moment.

i go through my phases where it's easier than others.

now.

is not one of those moments.

i have found it more and more difficult to let myself just be. 

i am constantly thinking about the next moment, what needs to be done that isn't being done, what might happen in the future, what if this, what if that...

that i have lost touch with my ability to appreciate each moment as it happens.

to lovingly detach from it.

but be present for all of it.

i'm not sure why.

i don't know if it's fear.

i don't know if it's just too great a mystery for me to comprehend.

i don't know what it is.

school is losing it's mojo for me, i'm over the papers and countless busy assignments.

i so greatly ache for the "real world"

(which i've always hated by the way...we are all in the real world, nothing about school is fake...)

i just want more.

i want less.

and i want to be so right about my gut feelings.

so so very right.

amen.

happened across this lil gem of a picture. and phrase. today on the internets.

and i love it.

hi. my name is.

siera eden.

i wear oversize sweats to bed...because they are insanely comfortable.

i love being stuck in traffic with my best friends.

i'm obsessed with floral print ANYTHING. especially dresses.

i love the sun.

music keeps me sane...and makes me wish i was a better singer.

i'm a lover.

not a fighter.

i want to make incredible films.

i don't care about being famous...in fact...it's the part of the job i like the least.

i just wanna act.

i will never be a size 0.

i got my first tattoo 8 months ago...i'm still obsessed with it. good sign.

i know myself better than i ever have before.

i love long talks.

and as much as i love talking...i do enjoy listening equally.

i'd rather be busy.

i love first kisses.

i love second kisses more.

i love finding the perfect nickname for someone.

i dislike girly colored nail polish...a lot.

i'll get married in a strapless dress.

in the summer.

i want to have 2 boys. i think...

i'm a chapstick-a-holic. my drug of choice....burts bees.

i've got BAD senioritis. really really BAD senioritis. 

i think you're wonderful.

i think you're witty.

i think you create sunshine in every life you're in.

i'll never stop taking pictures.

i'll also never stop writing letters to the people in my life about how fantastic i really believe they are...even if i'm too embarassed to actually send them.

i will never stop learning about myself and others.

and i will do my best. 

to let my faith be greater than my fear.

goodnight.

i feel.

stuck.

rushed.

impatient.

half full.

like i'm missing out.

behind.

and it's no good.

no good at all.

ew.

i wanna feel more like this.

she wants to blog yeah yeah yeah.

no point to the title.

moving on.

this is gonna be one of those scattered blogs. oh yes. yes it is.

so hold on tight babies.

let me start by saying i have a new favorite actress:

amanda seyfried.

you have got it goin on in so many ways it's scary.

the range you have shown thus far...is admirable.

if you've not seen 'Chloe' you should.

it's so disturbingly beautiful.

and her performance blew me away.

she is one to watch.

i am currently in one of the heaviest forms of PSD (post show depression) i've ever experienced.

for those of you who don't know.

i've had one helluva semester.

along with being IN a show.

i was also a crew head for ANOTHER show.

but it was faces like this that made me sane.

every.

single.

day.

and more. trust me. plenty more. but too many pictures is annoying.

just sayin.

i've always equated being a play like being in a relationship.

when you audition...it's like a first date.

if you get a callback...it's like a second date.

and then you see the cast list...and it's official.

the first few weeks of the rehearsal process are similar to a new relationship because you are so wide-eyes and excited.  you're constantly learning about your character, your cast mates, your director, all of it.

and then you go into tech, where hopefully, you have created a solid foundation.

and then there is the run of the show.

the wonderful, stressful, exciting, exhilarating run of the show.

and then there is strike. and then it's over.

it's bittersweet because hopefully you have not only fallen for your new theatre family, but you have grown because of them.

it's like the most beautiful breakup you can encounter.

it still hurts once it's over. but you know that you are better for having been a part of it.

ok. this is getting long.

so. for now.

i bid you adieu.

bye bloggers.

she's back?

for the 10 of you who read this blog...

my reasoning for being so "absent" would have to be due to the fact that i rarely have time to sleep...let alone blog.

life is wonderfully busy.

and on my one rare night off. i'd like very much to share what i'd now like to call my

"wonderful wall"

it's located in my lil room.

next to my desk.

and it puts a smile on my face.

it's got inspirational pictures.

pictures of people i adore.

tokens from adventures.

notes.

and pretty much anything else i wanna smack up there...

do youuu have a wonderful wall?

tonight

dana pollak.

smirnoff classic lemonade.

my life as liz.

text messages.

sweatpants.

perfect.

and my winners are...

Oscar season is upon us folks.

and although the ceremony tends to get a bit long...i always enjoy watching the envelope open for the big categories.

you know.

best actor.

best actress.

best picture.

yadda yadda yadda.

so. here are myyy winners.

anyone who knows me. knows it is no secret that i sincerely loved Up in the Air.

that love extends to it's two stars: George Clooney and Vera Farmiga.

it's always difficult for me to decide who is really Oscar worthy, but these two were fantastic.

their chemistry was perfect.

and i'm starting to believe he can do (almost) no wrong.

this was the first time i've seen Vera Farmiga in anything (i know it's not her first role) and i loved her.

she was stunning in so many senses of the word.

Christoph Waltz.

to think i wasn't really interested in seeing you in Inglorious Bastards because i thought it "wasn't my kinda movie"

well i'm glad i did.

not only did i thoroughly enjoy the film.

i was inspired by this man right here.

his dialect was impeccable.

you hated him. truly hated him.

just amazing.

and now a little input for next year.....

as if i needed a reason...Shutter Island has slipped Mr.Dicaprio into my favorite actor slot.

seriously.

i have not seen a film this man did not commit to.

he is wonderful.

he is multi-dimensional.

he is one of the greatest actors of my generation.

(if you'd like to argue this point...i'll gladly debate)

I have already seen Shutter Island...twice.

if you haven't seen it. you must.

just go.

now.

like. right now.

and marvel at the genius that is leonardo dicaprio.

to work with him would be a dream.

that's all for now.

peace, love, and oscar winners.

it's 12:54 am...

and i have a confession to make.

i am exhausted.

my semester is insane.

i know i keep saying it.

but it's true.

but despite all of the craziness that is my life...i confess this...

some of the best years of my life...have been as a theatre major at CSUN.

i look back at pictures.

videos.

of late night study sessions that lasted until the final the next day.

audition nights.

callback nights.

rehearsal nights.

greenroom photoshoots.

tears.

laughter.

growth.

happiness.

finding a large family of sorts...that shares my passion.

nicknames.

cast parties.

crushes on theatre boys.

the green paint in the greenroom.

the red doors in the entire building.

garry lennon.

paula higgins.

aj kim.

professors who have changed my life.

and you.

the people.

my friends.

my loves.

my crushes.

my family.

i love you.

thank you for showing me a kind of happiness i'd never found in education before.

for showing me how good it feels to work hard.

thank you.

picture proof:

ok. i went picture happy.

you get the point.

confessions of an actress...

this is the first truly "free" moment i've had all week.

deciding to be a crew head for a show. 

while i'm IN a different show.

and one of the prop masters FOR that SAME show.

(did i lose you?hah.)

while taking a full plate of classes this semester.

crazy.

i'm crazy.

but i'll tell ya something...

as stressed as learning this New Jersey dialect is making me...it's incredibly satisfying when it sounds authentic.

as exhausted as i am each morning, i know i'm learning some major life skills.

i'm surrounded by wonderful people.

at school.

on ichat at the end of the day.

or within the comfort of my own family.

i am sleepy.

i am happy.

i am memorizing like a freakin maniac.

i have incredibly sore feet from being in heels for 4 hours straight every night this week.

but i wouldn't trade any of it.

honest to god.

i would not.

i'm so proud of my cast.

they are wonderful people who work so damn hard every single night.

i can't wait to show the world the waiting room.

(ok. world was ambitious...but the CSUN community+friends)

be grateful bloggers.

and like i've said before.

when life gets monotonous...challenge yourself.

it's a push you won't regret.

look who's growing up...

little miss dakota. you are turning into a very lovely young woman.

can't wait to see her in the runaways.

not to mention her scene stealing in twilight. seriously best part of the franchise.

2010

just got a little bit more wonderful.

bring it on baby.

let's do this thing.

coachella. ella. ella. ella. ay. ay.

to say i'm excited for Coachella this year.

is an understatement. 

with bands like:

MUSE

Jay-Z

the temper trap

phenoix

mgmt

julian casablancas

and many many many MANY more.

i simply cannot wait for the musical weekend that lies ahead.

this may be the first year we actually go all 3 wonderful days.

i'm also looking forward to keeping a very wonderful tradition alive...for the third year.

the same group of wonderful people.

in a wonderful house.

let's take a look back...shall we?

oh Coachella. you cannot come soon enough.

lyrical perfection.

"It's all up in the air and we stand still to see what comes down/

I don't know where it is, I don't know when, but I want you around/

When it falls into place with you and I, we go from if to when/

Your side and mine are both behind it's indication."

-The Fray.

mhmmm. basically.

airports are kinda like limbo...

i've spent a fair amount of time in airports the past 3 weeks.

and i've come up with some observations.

or opinions.

or just plain people watching commentary:

-Men who fly in suits are incredibly attractive.

-Everything is more expensive in an airport.

-9 out of 10 times, you will get a screaming baby on your flight.

-Traveling alone is the most sane thing you can do.

-People are rude.

-People are considerate.

-Airports are one of the best spots for people watching.

-I wonder if anyone was people watching me.

-How do birds manage to get IN to the airport? And yes, I've seen this on more than one occasion.

-Most of the food options are total crap, but you'll eat them anyway.

-Pilots have an incredibly respectable profession.  I honestly don't know how they do what they do, the idea of driving a truck scares me, let alone flying something that huge up in the air.

-And finally, airports are the earth equivalent to limbo.

There is something about an airport that makes you feel like time is standing still.  The time zone changes, the lighting is almost always the same.  The food options never change.  The uniforms the employees wear are all the same.  When you are in an airport, waiting for your flight, you are, in some ways, untouchable.  There is nothing you can do, but wait to get on your flight.

-Oh. And security can bite the big one right now.  We might as well be naked while going through those damn checkpoints.  Bleh.

But after all this traveling, waiting, and junk food eating...one of the greatest things ever:

hugging someone you love, waiting on the other end, in an airport.

And if you're looking for a good movie that can relate to my theories....this one's a keeper.

i'm just sayin.

-