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[16 Jun 2008|12:49pm] |
I have fucking had it. I'm done, that's just it. I'm fucking done. I'm through with Western Mass. I thought I could make it out here, but I can't. After scrambling to get a new place, my roommate tells me that he's leaving. At the end of next month if not this one. After he tells me when I move in he's staying a bit. So where does that leave me? After I paid for first last and security, I'm flat fucking broke. I have a couple cents to my name. I eat maybe 2 meals a week and that's usually what I steal from the convenience store. But no, I keep telling myself it's going to be fine because I have at least a roof over my head. And now, I don't even fucking have that.
My solution? Move back to Boston. I am going to take the money my parents get for the car, use it to get a moving van and get my ass back to Boston. I am fucking through with this place. Boston is hardly much better but I'm used to the assholes there. So as soon as I get the money, I am done. I am leaving Western Mass and going back to good ole Boston. I gave it a chance and it has done nothing but shit on me continuously. So Boston, here I come.
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[01 Jun 2008|10:00am] |
So I'm freaking out right now, I apparently didn't graduate the University. I retook a class to improve a grade and it replaced the grade. I was under the impression it would replace the previous grade but you would also keep the credits for the class the first time, I did not. Therefore I did not graduate and I need 2 more credits. Is there anything I can do or do I have to take a summer class?
Any help would be appreciated.
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[21 Mar 2007|05:08pm] |
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I saw Dead Silent with OD yesterday. It was... interesting. The entire movie had its own reality which was pushing it even within its own limits. Someone dies within the first 10 minutes, and I'm fairly sure that's breaking some sort of cardinal movie rule. There are two twists in the entire movie, one was fairly predictable. The other was just over the top. It barely made sense.
The death scenes were very Ring. Just an instant death where you have a grotesque expression on your face. They used the same scene transition where a map or picture of a place ends up becoming an aerial shot of where the character is actually going. It was good the first time they did it, but since it was done in the same conditions each time, it just got boring and seemed to not add anything.
The one good thing about the movie would have to be the schtick about going deaf as you're about to die and you can't scream when Mary Shaw is about to kill you. Pretty much, the ghost can't hurt you if you don't scream. What I liked though was the fact that everything decreased in pitch, then stopped making a sound. It must have been great for the sound effects guys to make these scenes.
The scares were more jumps than anything. It wasn't really scary and it had to be flashed on screen because if you looked at the monster for more than 5 seconds, you would start laughing. So it needs to be setup in silence and a crescendo music effect for the background. Oh, and the saw puppet was there near the end of the movie.
It's now Wednesday, 2 more days til I'm on my way back to Western Mass. Spending the weekend over a Ashleys, where I can escape from this place. There really is a lot to do here, and I have a full plate with something to do everynight, but I just don't want to do with Boston right now. I want to go back where it's simple.
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[18 Mar 2007|10:09pm] |
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And with that it's over. A quiet, nonclimactic end to one of the more interesting of my life. I always pictured it differently. But hey, what doesn't kill you right? I need to get a new couch and get back to Western Mass. Things are so much simpler over there.
In other news, I've been working out like there's no tomorrow. Seeing Nicolas Cage in Ghost Rider with a better body than me and the giant muscled men in 300 made me realize that I have a ways to go. I refuse to get that big, giagantic and bulky, but I'd rather not look weak.
On a more amusing note, in my rush to get home, I have left all my socks and boxers at school, leaving me with one pair of each. I need to go to the closest Walmart or whatevers around here to buy something. I'm not going to be my old roomate, who I think owned not a single pair of underwear.
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[18 Mar 2007|12:31am] |
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I came into Boston at 11:23, greeted by the smell and sights of a St Patrick's day celebration's end. The happy staggering of everyone around me reminds me of school. Though less rowdy, it's reminiscent.
Yesterday I spent the night over Ashley's house. It was weird to actually spend the night at another house, another parent, another life really. It was nice. I slept on a couch, in a room that was unfamiliar in a neighborhood that I don't know in a town I've never heard of to meet people and see a life I just didn't even know a month ago. This happened once before, and it didn't really end too well.
It's Spring Break again, and being back at home is making me feel ill. But it's more than that. Heh, isn't it funny how simple trivial websites can make you feel like an ass? And then you feel like an ass for feeling like an ass and so on. Cryptic, I know. I should stop here.
I saw 2 movies in the past few days, both with the same person. 300 and Ghost Rider. 300 was amazing and very well done. The violence was over the top and I felt they really captured the comic. The acting was exactly as it should have done and the visuals were amazing. One of the better movies I've seen in a long long time.
Ghost Rider was well... Ghost Rider. What else can you expect from Nicholas Cage and a superhero that's framed for mass consumption by rednecks. The acting was horrible and there was a useless mirror scene where Nicholas Cage flexed in front of a mirror for no reason. The only funny part in the movie was when a lizard burst into flames, otherwise, waste of money.
I'm a Junior in college and I'm holding myself back with the past too much. I need to move forward and see the world instead of waiting for something to resolve itself. I need to get organized and go to class and the gym. This little hiatus is all I need. I don't need to wait for the past, I need to seize the future. I realize that I keep saying this but hey, things are different now.
For the first time, in ever, I've shared the same bed with someone and it's giving me strength. I don't have to resort to myself alone to get through my obstacles. Who knows, things might start looking up, and staying up there.
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[05 Jan 2007|09:01pm] |
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I'm Done. With all of it. Going to turn over a new leaf and start over. Something's gotta give, and it turns out that it's everything. Just a matter of time now.
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[18 Jun 2006|05:15pm] |
It's been far too long since I've ranted about something non melodramatic, so for your amusement, and to make sure my writing skills are still venomous and sharp, I present to you the following reviews. Enjoy.
( DaVinci Code, Spoilers Within )
( See No Evil )
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[20 Mar 2006|01:07am] |
Judging by the trailers, this movie seemed like a good one. Knives, fights, Viggo Mortisen and a futuristic London (filmed in Berlin) with a totalitarian dictatorship running everything, what could go wrong? The acting was good, the main character was enigmatic and well portrayed and Natalie Portman played a very convincing character and had a decent English accent.
However... this movie was painful to watch. The first problem I had with the movie came within the first 10 minutes of the movie. Something important blew up and there was music played. Now, what music would be played for an ironic mood to something English blowing up. God Save the Queen perhaps? No. The 1812 Overture, with fireworks. This is where the movie started to go wrong.
I didn't think it could get worse, but I was wrong. The movie focused on the dictator who used war to gain power. But let me get back to that. They used the blatant, generic, round icon with some symbol within to parody, (*gasp* how original) the NAZIs. Red, black and white. Hmmmm. Subtle no? Then there was the leader himself. A skinny man with a very familiar haircut and a mustache that went all the way to the end of his lips. He hid in an underground bunker to protect himself and when giving speeches had very... "animated" gestures with his hands, like an icon from history.
Then came the story of the government itself. This is where the audience was liber-raped. Nay, Left-omized with phalluses that would make Al Franken blush and would make NPR seem like Fox News. The dictator, an unpopular candidate, would have never gotten elected without a virus developed by his own scientists. Now where did he set this virus? He sends it to his own people, an elementary school, a subway and a water treatment plant. Now, the parallelism of Bush gaining popular appeal through the strife of the country is enough so that anyone who has read any book can see it. But lo, the movie doesn't give the audience this much credit. It decides to blatantly state the facts for you, in case you can't put 2 and 2 together. One of the main characters, in a monologue states how the mass hysteria and panic causes the government to seize power. There were "Allegiance Acts" that took away rights of the citizens to try to stop this faceless, terror that befell the country.
And yes, the news. There is one news network, controlled by the government, that churns out endless propaganda to the populous. At first, people listen. Then, they start to question the media and say "bollocks".(Which is an all purpose British swear.)They now see how their very president is like this...dictator/leader in the film. As the credits roll, an epiphany dawns on the viewer that perhaps, their government is like this. Perhaps Bush is *gasp* corrupt, using the war and terrorism for his own political gains? To get such an idea from a movie outside of a blatant, anti-Bush Michael Moore is surely an amazing feeling.
Also, terrorists are "black bagged", which translates a bag being placed over their heads. A conical mask, without a hole, hmm sound familiar? *coughAbuGhraibcough* Then there was the blatant Concentration Camp references which had pits of bodies, as well as head shaving. Perhaps the writers are relating it to Hitler? Perhaps Hitler to Bush? I have nothing against liberals, but this movie is in far too much excess. Take Bill O'Reilly, multiply him by 5, then take his polar opposite and make him write the movie based on the views of Liberal Hippies. That's what this is. Complete predictable trite, with far too little action to punctuate the blindingly blatant political message. Every single point they hit on is hit repeatedly, then explained in plain words. I feel disgusted and dirty. As a liberal, I am ashamed to have had my friend waste money on me for this movie. I am off to cleanse my mind with about 18 hours of Fox News.
V does stand for Vendetta, and right now I have a Vendetta against the "writers" of this movie.
~Written by Phi and KT. Both reeling and vomitting from the movie.
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[19 Jan 2006|02:03pm] |
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My initial plans fell through so I am back on campus for about two weeks with absolutely nothing to do. Though initially disappointing, it's very relaxing. I slept amazingly last night, pleasant dreams and just comfortably. Away from my parents and that troll of a dog that I have, everything is good.
I don't have food so I have to go and find that today. But other than the lack of food, it is great here. I tad boring with no one being around, but it's basically Boston. And at least I can go on my night walks again.
School will start soon and I have tentative plans with a few people here and there. I have my weekends filled to my knowledge, it's just the weekdays that I am going to be bored in. Anyone in the area want to hang out? Cmooon. Please?
This is a random short rant. But I just felt the need to update this thing despite having a lack of things to talk about. I have come to the conclusion that I need to murder Andy Milanokis. Not only does he have a horrid who on MTV, he is just an overall annoying person. I can't think of anyone who likes his show or finds it amusing. He is a 28 year old man who looks like a fat child. He can't act in the horrid skits he makes and the skits themselves hurt my brain. They should not exist. I have never seen a more annoying, angering creature. To any of you who don't know what I'm talking about, you should watch the show, and if you can stand it for more than 10 minutes, you have my commendation and damnation.
This was really dumb, if you've read this far, I've wasted your life. HA!
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