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Brittany Experiences Capitalism

Published August 15, 2014 by Britt

Good evening, readers. I hope my absence hasn’t scarred you all terribly. I’ve had probably one of the busiest summers of my life, and god knows where it’s gone. I want it back.

I’m proud of myself for having most of my summer assignments done, unlike last year where I spent two weeks crying inside as I scrambled to get as much done as possible.

The title of the thread refers to my experiences in the working world, which is primarily the thing that has been eating my time up. Because if I want to make myself a meaningful human being in America, I must have money. To have money, I must have a job. That’s capitalism. I work at a waterpark, which isn’t that terrible, actually. I haven’t experienced any form of atrocious customers, nor have I hated the job. It’s a pleasant, minimum wage job that high schoolers can do. The only real problem I have with it is that my uniform makes me feel like Jimmy Buffett.

It’s 5 o’clock somewhere.

But other than that, it’s not terrible. Everyone I work with is really nice, and I’m not terrible at customer service. I haven’t wanted to scream at any customers. I have, however, been hit on. Multiple times. And I’m hardcore being shipped by my mother with a lifeguard.

For example, I was working at the ice cream stand and I served a little girl. Her brother and grandfather come over, thank me for being nice to her, and leave. Later on the brother comes over with the grandfather and gets some ice cream for himself. The grandfather leaves, and he stays to eat his ice cream, chatting with me, dancing to the Cotton Eyed Joe that they put on the radio during like a dance hour thingy, and not really being a nuisance to anybody (not that I had any customers at that point for him to bother), so I let him stay. When he finishes his ice cream, he leaves. Later his grandfather comes back for some popcorn and he says “My grandson really liked you. He said he wished he was older. He’s 11 now.” So I laugh and I’m a little creeped out, but I let it go. And I told my boss later and he thought it was funny. I thought it was funny in hindsight. But I didn’t realize a Hawaiian print shirt made my dating game stronger.

I don’t even think Elvis is pulling this off. The other option was One Direction and no thank you. Seriously. Googling “hawaiian print shirt hot” gives you nothing. Try it.

The waterpark, however, must close for the winter, so I need to look into other options. I recently looked at the local used bookstore down the road from my house and he actually remembered me and everything, and he asked me to leave an application there. I’ve been dreaming about having that job for ages, and getting that particular job was what got me into job hunting for a while.

But recently I took a couple weeks off because I had this major internship for school I had to do at a law firm. I wasn’t sure what to expect, I had heard mixed reviews about most of the internships my friends have had, and so I was a little hesitant, but then I got there and met everyone and thought it was fabulous. We went to court one day, and this guy behind us realized he was in the wrong courtroom. So he asks the bailiff to take him to the right one, and he gets up to start doing the “I need to poop” walk. He then lets out a massive fart, and left the room a little bit quicker than before. Everyone was trying hard not to bust out laughing in the middle of the courtroom but I was dying in the car ride back to the office.

I was also arguably the best dressed person there. I rock the suits. Rock them hard.

Speaking of internships, we come to the big announcement I have for tonight.

A friend of mine name Jonathan who runs ZEJ Roleplaying, the website I admin at, recently encouraged me to apply for an internship at PopWrapped, a news website that covers pop culture, entertainment, and politics. I of course said “sure why not” and he put in a good word for me with his boss. Last night I received an email saying “hey welcome aboard!” and now I’m a staff writer! I’m in the phase of getting everything set up, but it’s 2-3 articles a week and it’s a relatively big news website so it’s making me more well known. I hope you all follow me there, and I’m really excited to be working there. Maybe this will help me figure out what to do with my life later on. Interning like this really helps you figure out whether or not you hate something or love something, and I’m hoping this taste of the world of journalism is a good one.


Yes, I promise to be more active here now. I’m sorry.


Guest Blog: Pond!

Published July 25, 2013 by Britt

Note from Brittany: Hi guys! Allow me to introduce Brittany’s Ramblings first ever guest blogger: Pond! Well, I call her Pond. It’s a Doctor Who reference. I know two ginger Jordans so it can get a teeny bit confusing when it comes to naming them in my phone. So I call this one Pond and the other Avenger. So, I’m giving her free reign, write whatever she wants. Her opinions, not necessarily mine. Beware: She’s a psychopath, not rude. She got me a voodoo doll and I love it. That should say something. Okay, enjoy!


Aloha, Bonjour, and *insert greeting of language of choice here*.  My name is Pond! So today we are going to talk about two things that are very important to me: The Tarpiean Rock and the Cuban Missile Crisis. The latter is untrue because I know virtually nothing about the Cuban Missile Crisis besides the fact that it was, indeed, a crisis. The Tarpiean Rock has been near and dear to me for a few years now, every since I was introduced to it in  a very odd and beloved class. I was recently granted the rights to it as well, and can use it to throw off people and essentially get rid of all of my enemies. Unfortunately it is also in Italy so my  little rock is a bit out of the way. Sadface. But it does make for a good trip. Just don’t ever EVER get arrested in Italy. It isn’t pretty, I will promise you that.  Anyways, I am rambling, please forgive me. Or don’t. I really don’t mind.

Now I will tell you stories of a magical place that I call home, but Brittany may refer to it as the legal academy. I am in love with it. Most people are. Meh. It is a good place filled with brilliant minds and brilliant friends along with some not so brilliant classes that make me want to throw myself off of a bridge. I detest AP classes, and prefer the safety of Academy classes, though they aren’t as challenging and I can’t take them. Bah Humbug. But this is probably one of the only places in the world where they let fifteen year old kiddos dress up like they are thirty (Classy not trashy, dear) and travel up and down the East Coast doing strange things and pretending that we are lawyers. Which we probably will be if you give us a few years. It is literally a band of misfit genius thrown into a building together and told to have fun. My favorite trip was to Quantico and went inside the FBI Academy and met a lot of agents. We got to tour the facility and meet agents in training, scientists, and other semi-important people. It was cool to say the least. I mean how often do you get to go there? Whoo. Now recently, since it is summer and there is nothing for a teenager to do besides hanging out with her friends and dancing through America except write sitcoms. So I have started to write a comedy about Brittany and I living together at collage and eventually taking over the world. One step of the time. Alright time for me to go. So make wise choices, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, and no Homicide. 🙂 


Published July 14, 2013 by Britt

This weekend hasn’t really been fun in the news, now has it? Verdict on George Zimmerman, and the death of Cory Monteith. I had been planning on putting up another review today to try and catch up on my reviews, but now I think I should cover this first and give my thoughts and opinions.

George Zimmerman Verdict

Last year the internet (Actually, Facebook) was in a frenzy surrounding the death of Trayvon Martin, who was walking home from a 7-11 with some Skittles and a drink through a neighborhood where he was spotted by an armed neighborhood watch captain George Zimmerman, who assumed he was up to no good and called 911, followed him, and got out of the car. A fight ensued, and Zimmerman shot and killed Martin and claimed Stand Your Ground and self-defense.

Stand Your Ground is a law that states that you can use force in self-defense if there is a reasonable belief that he or she is in danger. Florida’s version of the law is very confusing and therefore makes it difficult to prosecute offenders. While other states have differing versions of the law, Florida’s has undergone the most controversy.

Personally, I believe he should have been found guilty. However, given the fact there was no witness who saw the fight all the way through except for Martin and Zimmerman, there was too much doubt surrounding the case. In order to be found guilty of a crime, especially a crime like this, it must be beyond reasonable doubt. If there was, for example, video evidence in this that showed who was on top, that would be guilty beyond reasonable doubt. But the night was dark and full of terrors (cookie for reference) and some of the neighbors couldn’t tell exactly who was on top of the fight and who was on the bottom, and the call to the girlfriend with the scream in it was hard to identify. Combined with Zimmerman’s lack of testimony (which I think was a sign he was hiding something), there was too much doubt surrounding the evidence and therefore reasonable doubt that led to his exoneration. Even if it was a 1% chance that he was innocent, it’s still reasonable doubt, and leads to his or her acquittal.

Now, it appears that the Martin family will take a similar route to the family of the victims in the OJ Simpson case and punish him in civil court, where the jury really has to say “Ehhhh… it kind of looks like he’s guilty, so…” and slap him with at least some form of damages which can be lowered based on percentage of fault in the case. If it was 25% Trayvon Martin’s fault, Zimmerman would still pay 75%  of damages. Whatever becomes of that case, Zimmerman still most likely has to go into hiding like Casey Anthony did.

In the end, does this case really affect U.S. law in any way, shape, or form? No. Does it really have anything to do with racism? Not really. Is most of the U.S. going to forget about this in a year or two? Probably.

I’m not letting my parents retire to Florida in the end though. Florida and Colorado. Too many legal issues, and from the looks of it, Texas is next on the list. Which will bring me to part 2 of my opinions…

Texas Abortion Law

A couple of weeks ago everyone was cheering for Senator Wendy Davis and her 11 hour, incredibly restricted filibuster that led to the supposed death of the bill. Then Governor Rick Perry made an extra session and passed it. While debates were opening up, people flocked in and they confiscated all pads and tampons from women. Why? To keep people from throwing them. What makes it really funny is that you’re allowed to bring in guns. I saw this somewhere and it made me laugh.

I see now it’s from a Liberal website, but come on. This is kind of ridiculous.

The thing with the whole abortion thing that really makes me unhappy is that it’s a bunch of men telling women what to do with their own bodies. I don’t personally want an abortion, but situations differ on a case by case basis and there are some that want it, so what I want is the option for it to be there should the need for me to get one (I doubt it) arises or should someone else want it and I don’t necessarily want them to use a coat hanger. I think the gist of my opinion of this whole abortion thing can be summed up in a line from Friends:

Cory Monteith

Checking my phone in the morning isn’t usually shocking to me. Various emails from colleges and politicians, maybe a text or two, maybe a CNN notification telling me something happened that night, but boy I was shocked to see the news of Cory Monteith’s death. I don’t watch Glee, I tried but couldn’t get into it, but wow.

As a fan of various different TV shows, I would be shocked if something happened to one of the actors, especially a main one. The recent death of Richard Griffiths (Vernon Dursley) was a little shocking, but he was kind of old and less well-known than Cory Monteith and therefore, his death was less shocking. But Monteith was 31, had a great career going for him (no matter how cheesy Glee is, Gleeks will follow it until the end), and I’ve been hearing he was about to get married to Lea Michele, who adored him and had been saying she was the luckiest girl in the world to be dating him. He was also briefly on Supernatural, one of my favorite TV shows.

It really is a tragedy, all snark about the show itself aside, and I feel awful for Lea Michele. My support goes out to the Glee fandom and the friends I have who are Gleeks, and I hope he’s in a better place now.

Bonus: Last tweet from him, supposedly made 13 minutes before he died.


More fun with education: Classes

Published January 31, 2013 by Britt

Apologies for the lack of posting the past few days. I’ve lacked the motivation/time/inspiration/Wi-Fi to do, well, anything on my blog the past week or so. I’m actually typing on my phone now, and tried screwing around with the Widgets, and good GOD that is a pain. I couldn’t sleep last night because I had way too many topic ideas, so I ended up creating a storyboard type thing where I queued up a bunch of stuff to last me until Thursday or Friday of next week. Woo!!!

Anyway, before I begin, let me explain my education the past 10 years or so. First grade I was enrolled in a program where I learned Math and Science in Spanish. I kept learning Spanish through middle school, where they switched Math and Science to History, and Spanish I, II, and III. Sadly, that runs out in high school, and so I left everyone and went to a law academy where I continue to learn Spanish IV and AP Spanish, which is highly uncommon for sophomores. AP Spanish is the last course in Spanish that exists, and that means I’ve exhausted all of my Spanish and it’s kind of sad.

Then there’s the fact we’re rearranging the schedule in my city and this opens up a new block I never had.

And also, I don’t have to take PE anymore. I’m very excited and glad. You have no idea.

So there’s three empty blocks in my schedule. I had no idea what to fill them with and had a midlife crisis pondering over what I was going to take the next two years. There were so many options and I liked so many of them.

And finally, I went to my guidance counselor a couple weeks before we picked classes. It was nice because it was super quick and easy, she pulled up my schedule and grades and went over everything, and I ended up with four AP classes, the requires law class, and Economics/Finance (It’s required), Journalism, and Theater. I went wild with my schedule this year, didn’t I?

For the Advanced Diploma I’m being forced to have, I had to have Economics and a Fine Art, and then everything else is covered Senior Year with two excused blocks so hopefully I can leave early. I cannot wait until then because that’s going to be the fun year.

God, high school has gone by so fast.

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