The Force Is With Me?

Hello Internet.

This may come as a shock to some people, but I've never been a fan of Star Wars. 

Mental. I know. 

I don't know why but I just never got into them as a kid. May be it was because I was born in 1993, or because I was too obsessed with the Disney channel and Harry Potter to care about some Sci-Fi junk. 

Sorry, to anyone I just offended there.

As most of you know, I work at a movie theatre. Which means, ever since "Star Wars: The Force Awakens" was announced, it's all anyone cares about. First, we were obsessing over whether we were going to be getting "Age of Ultron" or "Star Wars" (because in my town the theatres have to share movies). Then, we got the teaser poster.  Next, we received confirmation that we are getting it. Now, it's chaos. 

We've been selling out auditoriums, left and right. We've been making "Star Wars" displays in the lobbies. We've been cleaning things that haven't been used in forever because I don't even know the last time we were as busy as we are about to be. And the whole time, I've been walking around not caring or seeing why everyone is freaking out so much. 

Is "Star Wars" really that great? Couldn't be. 

WRONG!

Again, I've never seen any of the films; and last night, I was the projectionist who got to "quality check" the movie with my manager. 

HOLY SHIT.

I totally see why everyone would be excited about this film. It is cinema gold.

The cinematography, the action, the realness of it all. I was entranced. 

It feels nostalgic. It feels modern. 

It was phenomenal.

I didn't even have to see the predecessors to know what was going on. Which means children who will be experiencing their first "Star Wars" film with this one will fall in love with the series. People who, for whatever reason, see this one and haven't seen the others, will likely fall in love. 

I smiled. I laughed. I shouted. I clapped. I cried. 

I had all of the emotions watching this film, and I've never had a relationship with the saga. 

Now, I don't want to hype this movie up any more than what it has been. And I understand why people who have loved this saga so much all their lives, may be weary. So, please, take all of this as an outsider looking in and experiencing her first "Star Wars" film. And, please, keep an open mind when watching it, you may be pleasantly surprised. 

I'm going to go educate my self on the rest of the Star Wars films, so may the Force be with you. 

Made In The A.M.

I was laying in bed, trying to fall asleep, when my phone lit up. One Direction surprised us with “Drag Me Down.” 

That was the song of the summer for me. The song dropped the night before my Rock Out With Your Socks Out show and 5SOS played “Drag Me Down” during their pre-show music and the venue went crazy. EVERYONE knew the words and the song hadn’t been out for 24 hours yet. 

“Drag Me Down” set my expectations for this album pretty high because it’s such a hit. It’s catchy, upbeat, and gets the people going. But, to be honest, you should never go into album release with expectations because One Direction always throws you for a curve and gives you what you’re not expecting. (I’m not saying that is a bad thing).

“Infinity” was the next single the boys gave us and it’s on the complete opposite end of the spectrum. It’s beautiful in it’s own way, but it’s not my favorite. I will admit, however, that the more times I listen to it, the more I like it. I really enjoyed the boys performance of it in the BBC Live Lounge. 

After “Infinity” we were blessed with one of my favorites off the album, “Perfect.” This song fits the atmosphere that the new album is trying to create, but it’s also 1D enough. It’s definitely a pop hit, but it’s unmistakably One Direction. I like to rock out the “Perfect” just as much as I like to rock out to “Drag Me Down.” “Perfect,” unlike “Drag Me Down,” hits me right in the heart. During the first few listens to this song, I felt as if there was a bit of a sarcastic, making fun of the “One Direction” brand and wanting all the boys tone to it. I don’t know if it is the video and my love for Harry Styles and New York, or if it is the lyrics and meaning behind them, or if it’s because I feel like they’re talking to all of us, but I’ve cried several times listening to this track. 

As for the rest of the album, it’s great. Louis hitting those high notes, like I'm sorry who's Zach? OH Zayn, my bad. I am not the biggest biggest fan of Olivia. I’m sorry. I know, Liam sang it to us on Snapchat but it just hasn’t grown on me yet. I’m sure it will, I wasn’t the biggest fan of certain tracks on “Four” but now I can’t say one bad thing about that whole album. "Never Enough" made me think I was listening to a Lion King remix. I could pick apart every song on the whole album for what I love and dislike. This whole album has a different and a more mature vibe to it. I know that they aren’t quitting, they are only on hiatus, but I wouldn’t want them to give us any other album before they left us for a while. Some of the tracks feel like the Beatles, some of them hit us right in the heart, some of them are pop hits, some of them don’t sit well with everyone but over all the entire album is genius. They are completely being themselves with this album. 

My favorite tracks are probably “Perfect,” “A.M.,” “End of the Day,” and “Temporary Fix.” 

You’ve heard why I love “Perfect.” As for “End of the Day” I love the beat. I love the lyrics. I love that I feel like I can be completely myself when I listen to this song. I feel like there’s nothing wrong with having the interests that I do when listening to this song. I feel like I’m 110% okay with everything about myself because of this song. 

As far as “Temporary Fix,” this is the one song that my whole squad agrees to as the best song of the album. It’s a toe-tapper and a head-shaker. It’s so catchy. It is the “No Control” of this album. It sounds like One Direction and it makes you want to move. 

Lastly, there’s “A.M.” YAAS, finally the album title. It has such a nostalgic feel. I shake my head to the beat, tap my toes, and cry my eyes out to this track. It makes you sway your body but it also speaks to your soul. You can picture yourself sitting up late talking to your friends or family when you listen to this song. It brings a flood of memories. It’s about reminiscing, spending time with people you love, and making memories. This song is the reason you need to buy the deluxe edition of this album. It is the send off, it’s the perfect ending for this album, it’s the perfect song to end on before their hiatus. 

This album felt like a love letter, or a warm hug from the boys. Letting us know that they love us and that they are coming back to spend some more quality time with us. 

Happiness

I talk a lot about happiness.

The internet has heard me talk about my jobs and how I quit for happiness probably a thousand times. And frankly I'm not sorry about it so I'm going to do it again.

Earlier this year I was working at a bank; making great money, had awesome co-workers, and I thought I was pretty happy. 

A few months and a mental break down later, I realized I wan't happy. 

I tried a couple different things to fix it; I tried taking more days off in the week, I tried planning special trips, and when that didn't work I tried to fix my unhappiness with some not so healthy options like alcohol and shopping binges either alone or with friends.

Nothing worked, so I quit my job.

I had another jobs that I really enjoyed so after talking to my "support system" aka my boyfriend, sister, mom, and best friend, we decided it was the best thing for me to do. And I'm so glad I did.

I didn't realize how much that job and being unhappy was affecting me.

Since quitting, I shower more, I eat more, I clean the house more, I do laundry more often, I smile more, I have more ambition, I have more free time, I don't wake up feeling anxious, I don't wake up and dread going to work, I'm less stressed, and I've lost weight.

It's just crazy to me to see how one little factor in your life can affect you so dramatically.

I guess the moral of the story is this- Do more of what makes you happy. 

It's That Day Again

Hello Internet!

As I'm writing this it is 22:55 on the 17th of September, 2015. 

I don't think I'm going to be getting a whole lot of sleep tonight. 

Why? Because tomorrow is the day that I dread all year. 

Tomorrow, 18 September 2015, is the 7th anniversary of my dad's death. 

I lost my dad when I was 15 years old.

It's the hardest thing I've ever had to go through. 

You might be wondering what caused me to lose my dad at such a young age so here's a little back story:

I was born in June of 1993, to Julie and William. 

Unfortunately, at the time, Julie and William were unable to care for me properly so I became a ward of the State of Illinois. 

Due to the circumstances, my little sister and I grew up living with our Grandparents, Judie and Ritchie. And after a long wait and struggle, Judie and Ritchie adopted both Shannon and me. 

With the adoption, my Grandma and Grandpa became my Mom and Dad. 

(So when I say dad, I'm referring to my biological Grandpa)

On the day that Shannon and I were adopted, we had to take my Dad to the hospital because he was having trouble breathing. He was diagnosed with Emphysema. 

Emphysema is a lung disease, that falls under COPD. It is the gradual deterioration of the alveoli (air sacks) of your lungs that causes you to have a difficult time breathing. 

Over the years, my dad went from being short of breath sometimes to being on an oxygen tank constantly, as well as being bed-ridden. With all of this, and his old age, his health slowly started to go down hill. 

In the Summer of 2008, my dad was rushed to the hospital. 

He wasn't allowed to come home.
From the hospital, he was transported to a nursing home, and bounced back and forth from nursing home to hospital until he passed away. 

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Losing a loved one, especially a parent, is never easy, no matter what age you are. 

The night before my dad passed away I couldn't sleep.

I was up crying all night with a sinking feeling in my chest. 

I remember it like it was yesterday. 

I think the reason why I couldn't sleep and had those feelings was because I was so unbelievably close to my dad. And I think that's why I can't sleep in the days leading up to the anniversary either. 

As much as I try, I can't avoid the pain of remembering what I've lost. My subconscious makes sure of that. In the days leading up to the anniversary, I become very irritable and on edge, very emotional, so emotional I could start crying if you smiled at me wrong, and I, also, become very tired.

I'm not sure why this all happens or why it only happens on the days leading up to the anniversary and not on the actual day. 

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Rest In So Much Peace, Papa. 

 I took this photo in the Spring/Summer of '08 

I was standing behind my mom while she was talking

to my dad and snapped this without him knowing. 

An Apology.

Hello Internet.

It's been a while. 

I've had a lot on my plate recently, between work and weddings and dealing with my mental breakdown but I think I'm ready to hop back on the saddle. 

This post is a sort of reflection on the last year, on my time spent in my little corner of the Internet. But most of all, it's an apology. It's an apology to a lot of people, but mainly to the wonderful boys we love to watch on YouTube, Paul Neafcy, Jack Howard, Matt Hogan, and Daniel J. Layton. 

It's a little weird apologizing to people who you've never met, for something they probably don't even know you did. Not very many people are going to understand this, but these thoughts have been weighing heavily on my mind so I want to get them out. 

I'm sorry. For what? Well, for using you. 

Last year, I officially started my YouTube channel. I had wanted to do it since 2008 and finally I just went for it. I didn't have a purpose, I didn't have a theme, I had no idea what sort of videos on wanted to make; I just knew I wanted to make videos and be a part of this community. So I did. 

Somewhere along the way though I got wrapped up in wanting to be liked. And be liked by everyone. I was comparing myself to my friends who have channels by the numbers. Subscriber count, views, likes, reblogs on tumblr were all I was focusing on. I was no longer doing it because I thought it would be fun or because I had things to say or because I wanted remember certain occasions in my life.

I think what started my little spiral out of control was when a video I uploaded on Sam pepper got like 500 views and caused Neafcy to subscribe to me.

I had a lot of thoughts swirling through my head that day, and even before with the Alex Day thing, and I didn't give it a proper think- I just went for it and people liked it. I think it caused me to get a big head, it caused me to think that I could actually build a friendship with the people (Neafcy)I watched on the Internet.

Because of that I started piggy backing on things. I started name dropping Jack Howard, Matt Hogan, and Daniel J Layton in my videos. I started tagging their names in my posts on tumblr. I tweeted them all the time. I started to go all crazy obsessed, and I don't even know why. I called myself a "Jack Howard lover," why? What does that even mean?! Because I admire his work? Really?  I think I just wanted so desperately to be liked by them. I know, I sound  like I'm in middle school again trying to get the popular kids to like me and invite me into their group.

Looking back, I'm embarrassed. I lost myself on this mission to be "cool."

I think about it a lot, the content I put up on my channel stopped being original. I didn't have a voice, I was just another person uploading the most recent tag video.

The thing that probably gets me the most is the image I've created for myself. I've lost myself before, trying to be someone or something I'm not; somehow I bounce back. I don't know about this time though.

When the above mentioned boys, among other people, see "Jamie Rogers" or "itsjamiefools" in their notifications or around the Internet, what do they think? I have a pretty good idea, and I would bet money it has a sigh of annoyance and an eye roll attached.

So any way, enough excuses or explanations or ramblings.

I'm sorry.
Paul, Jack, Matt, Dan, I'm sorry.

To each and every one of you.
For using you.
For imagining that you'd chose me out of the thousands of people that enjoy your existence to become friends with.
For annoying you and blowing up alllllll of your social media platform notifications.
For trying to piggy back off your success.
But most importantly, for being someone I'm not and for everything that came along with that.

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I've been trying to find the courage and the words to write this post, and as I publish it I'm still not convinced that it is coherent at all.
Thank you for putting up with my rambling, until next time, Internet.

Xoxo

Since I've Been Gone..

Hello Internet. 

I've been gone for a good long while, and I'm sorry for that. 

I feel like I owe you an explanation, even though I probably don't.

Well, whether needed or not, here it is:

I suck. I suck at being dedicated and creative with this blog. 

I'm overwhelmed. I work almost 70 hours a week now and it's hard to find time.

The inevitable existential crisis. I have one of these every couple weeks but it makes it very hard to focus on anything but my life that is spiraling out of control.

My boyfriend. Mitch and I have been going through a rough patch and I've been working very hard to try to fix things. 

And on top of these things, I'm struggling to learn how to make this space more my own.

So, as of tonight, I've started another blog. 

That doesn't meant that I'm throwing this one away though. It just means that I'm going to try out this website and another website and see which one can meet my blogging needs, and go from there. 

So, thank you for not giving up on me and thank you for always being a place I can come back to no matter how long it's been. I look forward to getting better at this blogging bit. 

All the love. x

Ten Years From Now.

I really hate it when people ask me, "where do you see yourself in ten years?" 

I know it's just a question. It's someone being interested in my life. 

But I have a question: Why do I have to know?

I don't know what I'm having for dinner tonight, let alone what I'll be doing in ten years.

In the time between then and now, I could go back to school, get married, move across the country, or have a baby. The possibilities are endless. 

Honestly, in ten years, all I see for myself is happiness.

I could have all of the above things happen to me, and that would be fine, as long as I'm happy.
I don't know where I'll be living, what car I'll be driving, what job I'll be working, if I'll have kids, a husband, or a dog, but where ever I am and what ever I'm doing I just want to be happy.

Happiness is the most important thing in life really, so why not just ask me what makes me happy? 

Because that's what I want to be doing in ten years. 

Wanderlust

It's that time of year again, where living in the snow-globe I call Wisconsin is getting old. 

Don't take that wrong. I love  Wisconsin, it's beautiful year 'round. I just get realllly sick of the cold. I'm not, and never have been, a huge fan of winter.

Once the Christmas spirit has faded, I get bored. I don't know if it's my dislike for the cold and snow, or the lack of outdoor activites, or that I can't stand to stay in the same place for so long but I just want to escape.

My friend Emma is very much like me. She was bitten by the wanderlust bug young and one day when we were having dinner we were talking about who we just want to travel. So there an idea was born, that she and I would plan a trip to another country for this year.

We got coffee about a week ago and started planning. We decided we were going to go to Italy and Greece. And after working on it for two hours, we left Panera and decided we'd rather go to Australia and New Zeland, because the weather would be nicer at that time of year.

So here I am, budgetting and planning a trip to Australia and I couldn't be more excited. But I'm nervous, and that's where I'd like you guys to come in. I've never really researched Australia before now and don't really know what the best places to go or things to do would be. Also, this is going to be my and Emma's first time traveling solo without a group so I don't know what the best way to get around would be. Do you guys have any tips or advice? We would really appreciate it.

On Movies

Film. Cinema. Movies. 

Whatever you refer to it as, watching films is one of my favorite things to do.

Growing up, I watched quite a few movies but once I found a movie that I fell in love with I would just watch that one over and over and over again. I could probably quote Beauty and the Beast, Music & Lyrics, Without A Paddle, and The Social Network (just to name a few) from start to finish, which is kind of ridiculous, I know. But that's how much I love them.

I find film so interesting. 

The editing, the casting, the music selection, everything.

But the one thing that I find the most spectacular is how one little film can connect people. 

Jamie, you're crazy, how can you say films connect people.

Let's, for example, look at Guardians of the Galaxy which was one of the best movies of 2014. 

If I were to ask you when Guardians was released, and you live in America, you'd probably say August 1, 2014. Which isn't the wrong answer, but what a lot of people don't think about is that August 1, 2014 is just one release date. 

Guardians of the Galaxy had 78 different release dates last year, ranging from July 21st to October 22nd. The film was released in approximately 69 countries/territories.

You've watched the same movie as thousands of people all over the globe. 

How fucking awesome is that, the same is true for music but we won't get into that.

I think that everyone realizes that there are thousands of other people all over the world talking about the same movies and how they connect people, but no one ever really thinks about it. 

I know I never really thought about it until about a year ago when I started working at Carmike and watching more YouTube.

I love movies, my friends love movies, their friends love movies, their family loves movies, ect.

You go to the theatre. You watch at home. You watch trailers online. Then what?

If you're like me and my friends, we talk about them. We talk about what we've seen, what we haven't seen, what we think the other should see. We talk about what we liked, what we disliked, what we think will happen next.

I do this with customers too, when at Carmike, especially the regulars that have seen all of the movies when I haven't seen any of them. 

We talk. We share. We connect.

Take a look at some of the videos uploaded to YouTube so far in 2015. 

Jack & Dean, Angry Films Production, and Neafcy (just to name a few) have all uploaded videos about films released in 2014. 

If you could pull out a map and put a dot on it where I am, where you are, where Jack is, where Paul is, where Dean is, and where Zach is, we wouldn't be in relation to each other at all. We are worlds apart from each other and we've all seen some of the same films. 

That's awesome. 

If I bumped into Paul Neafcy on the street tomorrow, he and I could have a solid conversation about films that we both have seen.

That's awesome.

It's so cool to think about how you're connected to people. It's so cool to think that something as little as a movie can connect you to so many other people. 

A New Step

I love my job at Carmike. 

It's awesome to work at a place where everyone gets a long, loves movies, and is as just as nerdy and quirky as you.

Carmike is a theatre chain here in America. 

I'm not going to go into the pros or the cons about working there, because that's not really what this post is about. However, I am going to say that, since we have a large number of employees, haven't been getting very good movies (because in our city the movies a split between the two theatres), and it's been a frozen tundra outside our business hasn't necessarily been booming lately. Which, unfortunately, leads to people getting sent home during their shift and causing some of us to need another job.

I'm one of those people. I needed another job, and soon. 

So, after a little poking around, and not finding anything; I said to my manager one day that he should tell his girlfriend to get me a job at the local Credit Union. Little did I know, he'd actually say something to her.

The next day, he told me that his girlfriend told him that RCU was going to be hiring and that if I was truly interested I should go to the job fair that they were going to be hosting. So I did.

I was a nervous reck. 

It had been over a year since I had had a job interview and I have no banking experience. But, I went anyway. When I arrived I was greeted by Amy, who told me about a Member Service job that didn't require financial experience, but customer service experience, and believe me I have that. 

So I applied, got an interview (which I cried during), and miraculously ended up getting hired.

That left me again, a nervous reck.

I've never had a proper, professional, dress in business attire job before.

I was going in without knowing anyone, which I've never done, and was going to start 6 weeks of training.

And I'm loving every second of it.

I'm off of training and on my own in only 2 days- which blows my mind- but I'm so happy to be surrounded by another wonderful group of people. People who live RCU's core values, are always happy to help me when I need it, joke around and laugh with me, and make me feel at home in a strange place. 

Although I am still working at Carmike, I'm so excited to see where this job takes me and how everything folds out in 2015. 

Hello 2015

Good-bye, 2014. You were pretty great. 

I laughed, I cried, I traveled, I met great people, I disconnected with people, I reconnected with people. I did so much, thank you.

Hello 2015, it's nice to meet you.

So far you've been awesome. Yes I know we've only been together for 5 days, but first impressions exist and I'm looking forward to getting to know you. 

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Last year, 2014, was great and I wouldn't change anything for the world but that's not going to stop me from making some hopes for 2015.

I've never been one to make resolutions. I didn't even know that people did that 'till I was about 12, and since then whenever I've tried to do so I've failed.

That being said, I've decided to follow in the steps of my friend Emma and make some hopes for the new year that is upon us. 

So here they are, my hopes:

Travel: I was bitten by the wanderlust bug really young, thank you mom. It's all I ever want to do, I'm not fully content if I'm not day dreaming about the places I want to visit & planning trips. Even if I don't go, I think it's fun to plan with the hopes of someday being able to go. So in 2015, I hope to make the effort to discover the world. 

Stay Focused: No matter if it's writing a blog post every week, uploading a video every week, going to the gym more, eating healthier, reading more books, or saving more money I suck. I suck at staying focused and getting shit done. There's always an excuse as to why I shouldn't or can put it off for one more day. In 2015, I hope to stay more focused on the things that are important. 

Friendships: I've lost contact with a lot of people that use to be very important to me and I've reconnected with some people that use to fall in the previous category. I want to keep the people that I love active in my life and I want to be active in theirs. In 2015, I hope to make a better effort to be more involved in my friends lives. (And not be so selfish and self centered)

Romantic Relationship: I've had the same boyfriend for 3 years. Don't ask me if we're getting married or not, I couldn't tell you. There are things that he does that drive me up a wall and there are things that I do that drive him crazy. Some of the things that I do can be fixed, though. In 2015, I hope to be a better girlfriend. I don't hope to change who I am as a person but I hope to annoy him less and love him more. 

Appearance: I am comfortable in my skin. I don't feel like I need to wear make-up every day/ every where I go, but I will be the first to admit that on the days that I do (wear make-up) I feel a certain air of confidence in myself. It makes me feel good to look good. So, for my last hope for 2015, I hope to put my hair down, put on the lip stick I've always been too self-conscious to wear, and rock it.