The Birds.

I should be writing a script right now, or working on my  research paper, or studying for my exam. 

     Welcome to finals week everyone! Now, as usual, I am saving everything until last minute.  Some would call me a procrastinator. I call it "Proving well under pressure." Three hours ago my intentions were to knock out a 6 page research paper. Things changed when the birds came. I understand birds singing their little tune in the wee hours of the morning. Like 6 am or whatever. Well, it's about 10:00 pm and I hear birds freaking out outside my window. My first thought was that it was a prank, so I brushed it off like it was nothing. I am back in my room on my mac about to write and then *chirp! This happened several times within a one hour time span. The volume at which these birds where projecting their chirps was mind blowing. I thought to myself  "The crap are they even doing out there!?" I had some theories.

• A) Expressing their love.
• B) Planning an attack on the students of my university.
• C) Procrastinating on their schoolwork, like me, so sleeping at night has no longer become a thing. 
• D) First hardcore metal bird band.

     I did some research and found that their little bird chirps are being drowned out by the sounds of the cities, so they are forced to chirp their hearts out at night. Excuse me tweeters, fly out of the city and into the forest, where there are trees and foliage and bugs. What are they even doing in the city? Sitting on peoples arms thinking they are tree branches? When my voice gets talked over or drowned out by other noises, I scream right then and there. I don't hold it all in until 1 am and stand outside and scream all the words no one heard me say earlier in the day. I would get put in an institution for that. Or get eggs thrown at me. I would never go as far as to harm the birds. Instead I will address the matter maturely. Below is a letter to the birds.

Dear Birds,

I do hope you are having a lovely night. A few things I would like to adress. First: if the noise of the city is overpowering your tweets, move somewhere else. You have wings for a reason. Second: I understand the lack of hardcore metal bird bands, but I advise you to use your wings to fly to a more secluded place where you can screech your brains out without driving us poor, stressed out humans crazy. It would bring me and my college mates great joy to see you feathery birds using your God given gift of wings to fly away and go else where. You are not crickets, you do not make noise at night. Stop trying to be what you are not, You are morning birds, not night owls. You are fooling no one. Now you have ten minutes to use your wings or can it. I will make a crossbow. I will use it if need be. Thank you.

Chirp,
Morgan

Home for the holidays.

I'll be home for Christmas...

I'm home sweet home for the next three weeks. 

Would you like to know what I have been up to? No...well too bad cause I am telling you anyway!

This week I have been:

Christmas shopping

Christmas cooking

Christmas present wrapping

Christmas light searching

Christmas song singing

 Christmas cookie eating

Christmas movie watching

I simply love Christmastime!

OH and one more thing...

I survived the end of the world. I am immortal.

"The End" by Morgan Burke.

I recently developed a love of horror movies. Watching them through the cracks of your fingers...plugging and unplugging your ears really fast so you don't hear the terror...the suspense the music imprints in your heart...screaming at the stupid idiot who followed the noise. It's like an adrenaline rush. This is my rendition of a horror story from the viewpoint of the victim.

It was a cool crisp friday morning. I was home for fall break. It seemed like a normal friday morning, woodland creatures were out and about, stella (pup dog) followed my every footstep and oreo (lil cat) was taking her morning stroll through the house. I kinda felt like snow white. Minus the seven little men. After making my cup of joe I sat down and began to read the paper. All the fall festivities were stabbing my heart with joy. I turned to the last page of the paper, otherwise known as "The End" and saw something rather peculiar. Someone had posted an article with the title "Free Movie With Me." I stared in wonderment at the fact that this actually made it in the paper. I thought to myself "I am free all day." Against my better judgment, I decided to take a step in the dark and sign myself up for this movie adventure. As soon as I made that decision, a little note appeared on the window over the sink with directions to a location that I had never heard of. Like anybody, I grabbed my gps and hit the road. We met at the "no-longer actively pumping gas" gas station. I will admit it was pretty sketch. My mystery movie date was parked of in the woods. Must not of seen all the empty parking spaces? As soon as I hopped into the 1970's bronco, with red paint splatters on the windows, the doors locked and the wheels began to squeal. I guess we were running late? The figure sitting next to me was wearing a black cloak with a hood completely blocking my view of any hint of face. I tried to make small talk but was only getting these abstruse statements and growling/grunting noises. If I had a penny for every time this person spit out the window I would of had a dollar. Like the crisp new ones you get at the bank. Apparently this was one of those drive-in theaters, because we were now parked in a field by the lake. The man-ish human exited the vehicle and made his way to the edge of the field, it was lined with trees as tall as a NYC skyscraper. He stood there swaying back and forth. His ipod was sitting on the seat next to me so I know he wasn't swaying to My Heart Will Go On by Celine Dion. All of the sudden a burst of red light shot through the trees and into his chest like a paperclip to a magnet! All I could think to do was honk the horn in hopes that it would scare the red light. Nope. Everything went dark and silent once again. My eyes were still adjusting to my surroundings will I heard what sounded like an electric toothbrush. I quickly jumped out of the car to see what was going on. The electric toothbrush now sounded like a Vespa, and kept getting louder and louder until I realized it was chainsaw!? I froze. Chain Saw Movie Date Man-ish Human also froze. We were both frozen just long enough to gaze into each other eyes, see our hopes, see our dreams. Mine were about to be destroyed, but I am sure his would live on after this night. Once the reality of the chain saw sank in, I decided to scream as loud as I could with the hope some one would hear me. Man-ish human did not like that one bit. The chain saw lifted high above my head ready to slice me into as many bloody bits as possible, when I remembered...I have legs with feet...Holy Smokes I can run! I took of like a cat lady who just saw a  family of stray cats in the alleyway. As I ran through the woods, with the chainsaw ambiance behind me, I wondered what my day would of been like if I hadn't of decided to go on this movie adventure. Before I could finish my thought my right arm went numb, then I felt a sharp pain in my back. I was lying on the ground, red all around me, looking at a mans feet. Behind his feet lay my right arm that should most definitely be attached to my body. That's it. I'm done. My life is over. Ended by a man-ish human and his chainsaw. My sorrow took over as a wept. The man still hasn't moved. He just watched as I drifted away...

The End.

-Morgan Burke

Two years later.

Two years ago a friend of mine passed away from an awful accident while working on a film set. It was life changing news, and his death has greatly affected my life. RIP Joe. You're are still missed.

Halloween Dance!

The night of October 27th Regent held their 2nd annual Costume Party! It was a blast to say the least. We had it in the Founders Inn, classy place. We shared our event with some Rugby players, who cleverly crashed our party by dressing up in a bed sheet and wearing it as a togo. Props to them.
p.s I was a "Tweet"

TheGang

TheGirls

Fall break!

I am currently enjoying my fall break in my lovely hometown with my family and friends. I went to the pumpkin patch, fed some greedy goats, saw a baby cow, almost witnessed a goat successfully commit suicide, spent time with family around a fire, stared in awe of mountainous views, saw my best friends, relaxed, hugged my pup dog, antagonized my cat, planned a movie shoot, enjoyed the wonders of downtown with my cousin, talked politics, did my part to help America by voting (for the first time), came up with a new genre of music: Urban Bluegrass, and went to Carl's ice cream.

We're Firefighters!!

Here is the story of how Harrison, Jon and I became firefighters.

Jon, Harrison and I were out longboarding around Sandbridge minding our own business, when up ahead we see a man who is frantically waving his hands around in the air. He had already stopped two cars that were driving past.  We overheard him mention not having a cell phone, and then saying something about a fire. We all semi-freaked out. Within 5 seconds the camera is on and harrison starts filming! I'll set the stage for you, there are two cars just sitting in the road staring at the flames across the street, a man explaining the situation to the men sitting in there vehicles, and a house that is about to burn to the ground infront of our faces. The three us drop our longboards and run over to the house. We see the fire, it's was a trashcan that was leaning on the wooden post of the house and the fire was creeping its way up. First thing that pops in my head is we need a hose, so I ask the man who first spotted the fire if there was a hose on the house. Yes, there was. So I grab the hose and start spraying this stinky burning trashcan. Not gonna lie, I felt pretty legit. So there I am putting out a fire, Jon is watching it and telling me where to spray, harrison is being the camera man, and the man who spotted the fire is in awe at the fact the he didn't think to grab the hose. After the four of us got the fire out guess who shows up. The Firefighters. We all waved and said "We got this under control haha" The firefighters then took over and did there job. So we grabbed our boards and started heading back to the condo to share our story with the family! We had a little audience which was pretty cool. We just took it all in, I mean it's not everyday you put out a fire that had the potential of burning down and entire house.

-Morgan

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