New Chapter.

Wanna know what I've been up to?

moving to Va beach
decorating my new room
scavenger hunts
free food
seminars
meeting new people
days at the beach
first day of classes
drinking coffee
walking the boardwalk

va beach night life
wishing I had a longboard
volleyball
dance parties
ultimate frisbee
exploring Regent University
sore muscles
missing my family
missing my friends 

winning 
grocery shopping
attending classes
class work
watching movies for homework
staying up late
waking up early
reading
church hunting
procrastinating

laundry
movie nights
spotify-ing
facebook stalking
tweeting
instagram-ing
hanging out at the ordinary
devotions
writing on chapel walls

loving life.

Thought from my head.

I don't want to disappoint my past by wasting my present with worrying about the future.

Recovered!!

Found these old unpublished posts from like two years ago while I was interning on AYNA!

You know those events that send chills up a filmmakers spine? The Past two days have been perfect examples.  Yesterday we were located in a river bed.  After about ten hours of filming the water decided to rise a couple inches, causing all the cast and crew to high tail it back up the mountainside.  And I literally mean MOUNTAINside.  A few scraps and bruises were just some of the reminders we received for that day.  Today was a whole different story... it started with sleeping thirty minutes past my alarm clock, then into the freezing cold weather, which quickly turned to scorching hot temperatures.  Water was becoming everyones new best friend, and wet rags were being handed out on set.  Forty 'extras' joined us on this miserably hot day, and lucky for them they got to wear head to toe wool.  I felt bad for them.  Ten hours into the day, high winds and lightning showed up and nearly blew the set away!  Due to the weather we had to wrap early, not something you usually want to do.  An hour later catering arrived! Everyones favorite people (beside the Crafty PAs.)  As we began to enjoy our food, it started to downpour, then treacherous winds shortly followed!  It became so strong that you could not see anything past 5 feet, we had to evacuate...it was freezing and we were all drenched.  

Hey Morgan here, for the past two weeks I have been interning on a film set.  The position given to me was Craft PA(No, not arts and crafts.) And with the wonderful Hannah, Stephan, and Ryan, my day will never be boring. Basically what I do is watch over the snack table and make sure all the cast and crew get what they want. Plus side of being a Crafty PA is that we are located right on set, so I have the chance to talk to all the crew and some cast members as well.  Also I can watch the filming (my favorite part.) I would love to go more into detail but there is just so much that I would never be able to put it into one post, so this is just a general update :) I arrived on location last tuesday, my first day was wednesday, very overwhelming day. That night I came to the realization that I was all alone, after a few bucket load of tears were shed, I remembered that I wasn't alone cause God was with me and will never leave me. Monday was the first day of shooting. It was awesome, I learned so much! Today I was stationed with locations. then after lunch joined my original position of Crafty PA. I feel like it's been weeks, when it's only been a few days. God has completely pushed my out of my comfort zone, and allowed me to be a part of something I never dreamed of being a part of. Well thats all I have for right now :)

August

Once upon a time there was a bald frog. His name was August.  August had a dream to have a full head of hair.  Every night he would pray for hair, and to his disappointment every morning he woke up to a shiny bald head.  On one fall afternoon August took a walk by the pond. While on this walk he ran into Henry the inchworm. "Hello" said the inchworm. August replied, "So what are doing by the pond?" asked August. In a Cheerful voice Henry replied, "Im here to give you hair!"

In shock August jumped back and whispered. "How do you know about that?" "I hear you cry about it." said Henry.  "Oh, well that is very kind of you but how do you expect to get this hair?" Questioned August. "I found this fuzz ball and some sap, so I thought it would do the trick." said Henry. August stood in awe as Henry made him a wig out of fuzz ball and sap. "It's perfect!" yelled August.

 Now every morning Little August the frog wakes to a full head of hair. 

New(s)

I want to start something new!

Travel on Tuesdays:

I will research destinations and write about how freaking bad I want to be there.

Yep, thats it.

travel on tuesdays

The Best Of Cheese

I love this show.

A Story.

Well it's 12:30am at the moment which is the opportune time to tell you a story.

Like all good stories I will begin with "Once upon a time"
A beautiful princess fell in love with a handsome prince and had a fairytale wedding with doves, a dress with the circumference of the moon itself and a twelve tier cake. The overly dramatic celebration turned into a romanic honeymoon on some private island they owned.  They eventually gave the birth of a beautiful son who one day rebelled against his parents and married a peasant woman who owned only one outfit, which consisted of different shades of brown and was rarely ever washed. Of course they were both banished to the black forest where he and his peasant wife found a small house that most likely belonged to someone, but with no common sense to be found in their brains they went ahead and proceeded to intrude on private property. Lucky for them it was a sweet old bakers house that smelled like apples. Unfortunately he baked humans. Lucky for the baker they were humans. While tied up in a cage awaiting there boiling, deep fried death the rebellious son remembered he had an emergency escape kit in his pocket. Lucky for them they escaped. Lucky for the baker not long after the couple escaped some dumb kids decided to explore his kitchen. In the midst of the couples escape they ran into a bear who taught himself interpretive dance. Common knowledge would say to take lessons from the bear but they don't have common knowledge so they killed it and ate interpretive dance bear burgers for dinner. Their journey of banishment in the forest continued for years until they found a conk shell resting on an old statue of a kitten. His peasant wife picked it up and the shell spoke "Hello, this is the sea calling." Common knowledge would be to take a message, but instead the peasant wife politely asked to be taken off the calling list. If the peasant wife had taken a message, the shell would of ask if her and her rebellious husband if they would like to be flown out to the city and become actors in a series of annoying cruise ship commercials. Unfortunately they were taken off the call list and never heard of or seen again. The shell went on to star in several commercials and now own all the oceans.

The End

Mr. and Mrs. Frank Marino

Frank and Haylee Marino from Morgan Burke on Vimeo.
Saturday May 26th was such a beautiful day! I was so happy to be a part of my friends wedding! Her and Frank mean the world to me, and I wish them a blessed marriage!

Elevator fun.

Let the fun begin.

• Bring a little desk into the elevator and whenever someone enters ask if they have an appointment.
• Leave a box in the corner, and whenever someone gets on, ask them if they can hear ticking.
• Call out, “Group Hug!” and then enforce it.
• Stare at another passenger for a while, then announce in horror, “You’re one of them!” and back away slowly!
• When there's only one other person in the elevator, tap them on the shoulder and then pretend it wasn't you.
• Answer your phone and start describing one of the passengers, then hangup and follow him/her out of the elevator. 
• Announce in a demonic voice: "I must find a more suitable host body." Act shocked after.
• Introduce yourself then hand out name-tags.
• When the doors open and no one gets off say "I suggest you all leave...now!"
• When the elevator is relatively full say "I am sure you're wondering why I've gathered you all here."

-Morgan

Pretend.

I love to pretend. I have been pretending since I was a little girl. 

Some kids had imaginary friends...but because I was one of those weird kids I would pretend I was in a movie. After I saw a movie I would take it upon myself to improve it by acting it all out myself. Yes I was every character. Yes I still do that now, but I keep it in my head or I write it down, I don't run around talking to my self. I'm gonna be a film student in four months. Looking back on my childhood makes me think why it took me so long to decide to go to school for film.

Here are some ways to get strangers/familiars to stare at you weirdly.

• Get in a taxi and yell "Follow that car!!!" 
• Walk onto a field and yell "For Narnia!!!"
• At the zoo: Go to all the animals and pretend to through a pokeball and say "______ I choose you" 
• Then look for other trainers to battle
• Pretend to be on the phone. When a person is close enough to overhear you, say "Yes, continue with plan 'A' we need him dead by tomorrow" Suspiciously look to the person who can hear you and say "I've got him...Sniper shoot the guy in the _____ shirt NOW!!!" 

-Morgan

Conquest

Oreo.

MayDay 2012

Welcome to the first day of MayDay! Where I will blog sometimes in May.
Last Nights Dream.

Picture the world in the largest conflict of all time. Northern Hemisphere against Southern Hemisphere. Only the adults aren't the ones fighting this war, it's the kids. (Hunger Games is about to enter) Each hemisphere carefully selects 20 kids from the ages of 13-19 to duke it out in the providence of British Columbia. No training, no warning, no choice. All over kids were being taken away from there homes, schools, and jobs and put into these holding centers where a select amount would be put into what was like a gladiator battle. Each was provided one weapon, they were unusual. For instance, mine was a spoon. There will be one victor who would then be put into another holding center and so on and so until the 20 victors would rise to the top. The 20 now fighters were put into houses where friendships were to be made. Teamwork was the key to defeating the South. (I'm bias, cause in the dream I was one of the 20 fighters for the north) Then I woke up.

-Morgan

100th...well dag on!

Enjoy this song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z9bSwzw4zCw&feature=related

Mr. Horatio Nibbles.

On one fine Thursday morning I received a text message from a stranger. Now the obvious thing to do is carry on a 7-hour text conversation right? Here is how it went...

Stranger: That's when I said "The cat stalks slowly," needless to say, I won the debate. Now I am up for an award and a meeting with Oliver Cutlery!

Me: Bravo! Bravo! That's amazing :D

Stranger: Thank you, I know I know, I am quit amazing. And you-you-you're nothing but a horse-man! A bloody centaur! I told you the outside world would never accept you, I mean you're half horse!

Me: How dare you stoop so low you dirt eating rat!!

Stranger: Hey! Hey! I may be a rat but I'm making it in life. You just sit around out in the woods all day picking flowers and brushing your hair. I'm an eloquent rodent, at least I'm not a half breed!

Me: Woah woah woah! I am a prize to be won! There are many stinky rodents running around these trees, but only a few gorgeous wonderful centaur such as myself. So watch your mouth! FYI I have amazing hair thank you very much.

Stranger: True true, nice hair. Too bad about the small brain; that's why the centaurs are all gone. I mean, you sleep outside, that's why you're average life expectancy is 28; you all die of pneumonia because you sleep in the grass...in the rain!

Me: It's called being one with nature. And we die young yes, but at least we look smoking hot when we go. You rodents look like a dried up prune that got rolled in some fur.

Stranger: But I'm dead so who cares. When I die I already told my son he could eat me. That's efficiency! No funeral cost, free dinner; better than rotting alone in the woods.

Me: Efficient and gross! Sheesh I knew you guys were abhorrent but cannibals as well? At family get togethers do you all discuss how uncle Earl tasted? I am appalled.

Stranger: Uncle Earl had a sweet yet nutty flavor with a hint of licorice, a true delicacy. Anyway at least I have a family! Your father left your mother, and your mother died at 22!

Me: How do you know about my family?? And those are rumors, my father loved my mother and me very much! He had to leave to fight in the battle. My mother couldn't handle the pain of his absence to the point where living was unbearable. She took her own life...a selfish move on her part. I've had to fend for myself since I was eight! And your filthy rat heritage is none to be proud of. Cowering away from the battles that lie ahead! You are a disgrace.

Stranger: You just made up a whimsical story to romanticize your miserable life, and haven't you ever seen the nutcracker? Rat's are warriors!

Me: The nutcracker...really? Only created to boost a rats self esteem. And you say I am the one making up whimsical stories? You little delusional thing.

Stranger: The Nutcracker is a historical epic...it's just been changed a bit through the course of history...you know how that is, people believe your kind is only a myth.

Me: Peoples belief in me is not my problem. Although I must say I am a little hurt at this truth. At least they don't try to kill me with traps and cheese. Or shove me in a sewer.

Stranger: I love the sewer, and I hate people; The vile murderers!

Me: It appears we have something in common: our hate for humans. I must ask you now, who am I speaking to??

Stranger: Mr. Horatio Nibbles! You know me! Don't be daft sir, don't be daft!

Me: Sir...are you certain I am a sir? I am afraid you are mistaken. Tell me, Mr. Horatio, how did we meet?

Stranger: The day I found you in your grove. You shared a dandelion with me. Surely you remember?

Me: I'm afraid I can't remember anything after the day I came home from battle. I was hit in the head and lost most of my memory.

Stranger: You were never in war! You're a hippy centaur! You and your stories. I think you've blown your mind on mushrooms.

Me: Hey! That is not true, I was in war, I am freaking built for war! Have you seen this body!? It belongs on a battlefield!

Stranger: Oh please, sure you have a six pack, but you have a bird chest and twig arms, and your horse part is fat and out of shape.

Me: You know way to much about my life and appearance...are you a stalking rat!?

Stranger: We hang out all the time! I'm telling you: lay off the mushrooms!

Me: Are you a spy!? Are you watching me now!! I demand proof that we are friends!

Stranger: The dandelion, your birthday is May 10, you wash your hair with the dew off of pure white lilies, come on, it's the Nibster!

Me: Nibster? First off I would never associate myself with a rat, let alone a rat who calls himself Nibster. I am sorry I can't believe this. And I am severely frightened that you know how I wash my hair...

Stranger: Come on man, we're buds; you and I- buds: you, I (myself) sorry, I wanted to se some punctuation back there, I got carried away?!@#12

Me: Oh my that was a confusing sentence O_O

Stranger: Yes, I am starting to fall out of character...this is not good!

Me: This is not very good at all!! But really who is this? I think this is the most fantastic text convo ever!

Stranger: It's Billy from the park!

Me: I really don't know any Billy from the park? Who do you think you are talking to??

Stranger: Oliver Olive...the guy who read Walden in te rich voice.

Me: Whaaa?? I am not Oliver.

Stranger: Whaaa??? Oh nooooo! I don't know you! Stranger danger!

Me: Bahahaha!

*Tells me about Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass*

Stranger: So go and read, and I will leave you alone. Ta ta, cheerio, and all that rubbish.

Me: Goodbye for now.

-Morgan Rae & Stranger

Oh hail no...

Let me start with saying that Guesstures is a game where innocent people like myself often get fooled into thinking they are about to engage in some fun and enjoyable activity. For those of you who are not aware of how to play this game, it is basically charades, only you act out four different things in a short stressful amount of time. Lucky little me had the opportunity to play this joyous game with some friends last friday. Allow me to walk you through my emotional state: confused, terrorized, frozen, sickly, amnesia like. First off I already felt like throwing up (Flu-ish) so when I saw a box with the description of Charades on it I went white and almost passed out. There was no excitement in my face what so ever, only shear terror. I tried desperately to get out of playing it but my attempts failed. I gave in and played (side note: we have been talking about facing fears for the past six week so I really had no choice, I had to play.) I used to act in plays as a child, but for some reason this game just freaks me out. Imagine going in for a job interview for an airline attendant, you have a slight fear of planes but nothing that would stop you from this job opportunity. The interview goes great and you get the job. You show up to your first day of work and after you have been in the air for about an hour the pilot tells everyone to put their parachutes on. You sit in confusion and terror. You now find your self strapped to another person about to jump out a plane. That is how I felt when I saw the Guesstures game box. My sickness and fear together have caused me to forget half that night anyway. I do remember being in a constant state a prayer, praying for any and every ounce of courage I had. There you have it, one of my foolish fears: The game of Charades, right up there with spiders and sharks, so you know this is for real.
If this is a trend for me this year...well, let's just say I will be doing some pretty crazy things throughout 2012.

-Morgan

#BathroomFears

Always checking the shower before brushing your teeth in fear that some one, or something will attack you as soon as you bend over in the sink.

Homework.

Click here to see epic cat.

I had to listen to this song over and over for my Music Appreciation course. This cat got me through the assignment to say the least.

Here is an extra treat.

Sassy little years we have.

Hello! I hope the new year is treating everyone nicely. I know how years can be a little sassy. The resolutions are hopefully still intact. I have a few general resolutions that I hope to stick with till the end of the year.

1. Eat healthier, and be more active.
When making heathly cookeis expect them to taste like healthy cookies and nothing else. You will be sad if you expect sugary-sweet amazement...That is all I have to say.

2. Develop a good sleeping schedule.
Falling asleep at two in the morning and waking up 5 hours later is apparently bad for you...


3. Be more adventurous.
I have decided that "watching" other people do cool things is most definitely not as fun as "doing" the cool things yourself.

4. Film more
I love filming and documenting things with film and photography, so it only makes sense to explore my talent and expand it as much as I can this year.

5. Find something that I can't do, and conquer it.
I will search for a "thing" that I am unable to do at the moment and give myself a year to dominate it.

Word of 2012- Adventure

Phrase of 2012- Make the most of every opportunity. (Col 4:5)

-Morgan

Life in 2011: Milestones

Wanna know what happens when I lose precious hours of sleep? This, my lovely friends is what happens. I am about to share with you all a few tid-bit stories that are slight milestones in my life in 2011. And on we go...

-I dropped out of my first BIO 101 class after the first day. He was intimidating and made me stand in front of the class and expose my life to a bunch of strangers. He asked me to pour out my life to a group of students whom which I had never met nor did I know what sinister things they could do with my precious information. He should have just planned a sleep over and had us all engaged in a game of truth or dare truth. 

-I got my first F.  In my defense to every question I had my professor proceeded to answer with "That’s just how it is" Excuse me? You are a teacher and I pay money for you to teach me "how it is" If there is no real meaning or purpose behind why this problem came out to this answer then why the heck am I spending all my brain juices trying to figure out a meaningless equation!? Logic math is 10% math, and 90% if P then Q nonsense/anything else pointless you can think of mixed with Egyptian/Chinese/Hebrew number systems. I was very distraught and had countless sleepless nights due to that class. 

-I have never liked my job. Being a cashier at a grocery store is fun and all, but when I am working for people who love their job like captain hook loved peter pan, there’s a problem. I never wanted the job, but when an opportunity is placed in your lap you better take it. I finally made my own decision and left. My last day was the Tuesday before Christmas...I think they wanted to poke me with a pitchfork due to my abandonment. I am now an official "poor college student" I'll have to get another job if I ever want to backpack around Europe ;]

-I survived my philosophy class! I wanted to quite after the whole class bombed the first exam, but I stuck with it. The one thing I pulled from that class was that I have a very different view on Life and God then a lot of people, but my faith is strong and little philosophical remarks will never change my mind about my God. I went through a really emotional period in that class and came out of it even stronger in my belief then ever. (not really my professors goal, but he can deal) 

- I leaped out of my comfort bubble and joined a small group at my church. I don't normally do things on my own so it was a pretty big deal to me. The first night I got there and I was so nervous to walk in. I don’t know what I'm so scared of exactly but it makes me feel sick. I still get anxious even though I’ve been going for over ten weeks now. I am a creature of habit for sure, but inside all I want is to jump into every random adventure I can get my hands on. (Goal for 2012)

There are many more but these are the events that I learned the most from.

-Morgan/SunnyRae