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WELCOME TO MY SHOW.


This is the second time I have had time to post since my arrival in Rhode Island. Unfortunatly and ironically, I have only 3 days left until I leave and 1 day until picture wrap. Since its over I thought I'd least give you the photo tour of what my day usual consists of:

5:45am- Wake up to the sight of the world below me, all the hustle and bustle. And the huslters bustling thier....ho's. Just kidding. I haven't seen one prostitute in all of providence. It's probably illegal.



5:55am- Blow dry hair. Who knew?



6:35am- Rehearsal. Discussion. Love. Talking. Walking. Hands raised. Etc.



But no good rehearsal is good without a little reading.



8:00am- We film this thing. We do all the things you would guess and more. Say lines. React. Say another line. React. Maybe throw in a little character quirk. And then say another line. This photo was taking during a scene for the montage of the movie. All the girls are bored in our underground bowling alley. Pretty crazy right?



12:35pm- Lunch! Well, I don't have a picture of that. I don't want to get you all hot and bothered. But I will show you a picture of when Chris Kattan discovered the begining on someones art project. They were hills, but you'll see where his brain went.



1:50pm- Lunch is over. Touch ups are over. Now its time to work. This time on a different scene. Here is what a different part of the school looks like.



2:30pm- A discovery. John finds a note entitled: Dear Cave Woman.



"Dear Cave Woman,
I have plenty of question for you. How popular were beads? Did ever use dried animal skins for clothing? Did you ever eat the animals as well? What about polar bears? How do you feel about the polar bear? Did you ever eat a polar bear? What is the best part of the polar bear? Are they nice? Do they make for nice clothing? Have you ever riden one? Did people ever use rocks as embelishments on their clothing? I can't wait to hear your response cave woman.

Love,
Angela"

2:35pm- Filming. Our beautiful and talented directors watch the scene unfold.



4:00pm- Time to go home and start all over again.




That's it folks. My life. My day. Its all there, documented. I'm thinking about making a video today for your enjoyment.

I leave you with a photo of what our PA Quimby does while we are working(and he should be too):




Miss you,
Brie

Where everybody knows your name

ÉLLO LOVE

si.

This is spanish Brie, live from Spain. I´m here with the lovely John Patrick Amedori. This is a real life interview.

BRIE: So, John...what are you doing here in Barcelona?
JOHN: Eating Kabaps and uh...experiencing...
BRIE: Wow, thats uh, very uh, vague of you. How much spanish do you know?
JOHN: Poquito.
BRIE: Taquito?
JOHN: Not quite but that sounds good.
BRIE: What are you doing right this second?
JOHN: We are at the computer, you are on my lap and the time is about to run out on the computer

e=mcsquared

love,
Brie.

DRUNK or "This Indian Should Learn Some Manners"

Also, just so you know, I will be leaving. On a jetplane. Don't know when I'll be back again. Probably.


I'm going to be filming a movie called Tanner Hall with the likes of a bunch of people I don't know. I'll be sure to post pictures and tell pithy comments!

So yeah,
Brie

p.s. I'm filming an episode of "Ghost Whisperer" this week. Look at me go. Tapping into my supernatural side.

One, Two, Three More Things.

I did an interview so here is the link

http://stylusmagazine.com/articles/pop_playground/sugar-shock-013-bunnies-traps-and-slip-n-slides-an-interview-with-brie-larson.htm

In other news, I went garage sale shopping. I found a really amazing hat and when I looked at it, my immediate thought was "My mother is going to steal this from me." And sure enough, I get home and show my mother the hat and she screams "THAT'S MY HAT." I knew it was coming so very calmy I placed my hand on her shoulder while looking at her straight in the eye I said "No mom, it's not. I'm.....(sigh)...I'm sorry but it's not." At that moment my aunt walked by and said "Hey Heath, that's your hat." My mother replied "I KNOW!" and so I screamed "NO! ITS MINE!"


Well, after a few more moments of this my mother explained that she did, in fact, own that exact hat but lost it at least 20 years ago. I happened to find it. Dammit.

Sure,
Brie

For Synthering.

It's interesting.


A diologue between male and female can go wrong with one choice of word. It doesn't bother me per se but it can give one faith. Be a girl. Cry and over think. Stay up with your heart pounding about your talk of how love doesn't really exist. Its true. Everything he said is completely true. But you can't forget- words only last as far as they come from your mouth. They don't spin around in the universe like a quantum-well infrared photodectors. They puff out, and as quickly as they came- vanish. I've been having some stimulating conversations amoung males of which I have various ties to. Within that, hundreds of promises, lies, arguements, laughs, and physical contact has ensused(it's unavoidable). How far did those all take me? Full circle? Did it spin around and walkie back to the NASA base? No. It took me up. It drove me to insanity and cities. It was fun, it was okay, it was cool, it was great, it was devestating. But it's not until you get to the moment when your heart no longer panics when you can be prepared for whats to come. I can't tell you what it is or else it ruins the surprise.

Just promise me you will be brave through it all. That you will cry, and laugh, and feel unseasy, and be excited. Can you promise me that? Because at the end its all just words and its true when they say they are full of shit.

Even this.

I love you, I mean it,
Brie.