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2008 26 February :: 11.02pm
First off, I would like to thank you all for visiting my friends' blog. They were quite overjoyed at the amount of visitors to their site.
Secondly, I received two more books in the mail! I got Pontoon and Watermelon. Pontoon is a former library book from the Riverton Library in Riverton, Utah. I don't know why it got turned around so quickly, this book is still only in hardcover, but the stamp says "out-of-date material." I think it also came with some sort of Salt Lake County air because now I have a headache. That could also be because I am DEAD TIRED. Watermelon looks fine, it's gently used and I am excited to read it.
So I'm just waiting on Anybody Out There?, Rachel's Holiday and Angels.
I love getting mail.
I'm not feeling too hot. I got free coffee today and I think it did funny things to my stomach. I didn't have that much to eat before I drank a lot of coffee so that's probably my issue.
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2008 25 February :: 11.56pm
This is how you can tell that these people are my friends
At the same time I was LIVEBLOGGING last night, my good French semester abroad friends were doing THE SAME THING. My friends and I are meant to be together. Really. We are made for each other.
If you want to read their awesome (color-coded, triple-personality) liveblog of last night's events, you can just pop over here. They are hoping to get really popular and miraculously make a lot of money so they don't have to get real jobs after graduation.
Speaking of which, I am all out of friends after this semester. I realize though that I said this before I left for France and magically got friends so I'm not too worried. I am losing some of my very best friends this year so I am full of sadness. On a happier note, they want to go camping (?) this summer and have invited me along. That will be an adventure.
I love you all.
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2008 24 February :: 10.11pm
LIVEBLOGGING - 80TH ANNUAL ACADEMY AWARDS
Falling Slowly (from Once) is nominated and they're singing it right now. I love that song.
It Happened One Night is the movie where the girl shows her leg to get a ride. Remember to tell Hannah that.
I am behind a bit (good ole DVR) so these times are off.
[10:41] That honorary Oscar guy was adorable.
[10:46] Seriously? How many songs from Enchanted are nominated? Also, Patrick Dempsey is a dreamboat.
[10:49] Answer: three.
[10:51] Falling Slowly won! I am so happy. That's one of my favorite songs.
[10:58] Jon just pulled that cute little girl back out to say her thank you because she didn't get the chance to. That is so cute.
[11:01] HEY IT'S PAUL DANO! I forgot he was in that movie. He is also a dreamboat.
[11:02] I've been waiting for the In Memoriam part. It's my favorite. Oh, Heath.
[11:05] Deborah Kerr died? Aw.
[11:25] Diablo Cody won for Juno and she's dressed like one of the Flintstones.
[11:26] Nick: You have a problem with what everyone is wearing tonight. Me: That's because everyone is wearing something ugly.
[11:26] Ellen Page looks adorable.
[11:33] It needs to speed up. Nick and I are hungry.
[11:45] SPOILER ALERT:No Country for Old Men won Best Pic. Surprise, surprise. Time to go get me some tacos.
Movies I want to see (that the Oscars are reminding me of):
Once (STILL! It's on DVD now so I guess I can rent it.)
Away from Her
The Savages
La Vie en Rose
The Squid and the Whale
All 100 films on AFI's list
The Heiress (encore, je sais, I really like this movie.)
The Darjeeling Limited (on DVD on the 26th)
Penelope (in theaters the 29th)
Any movie released when I was gone
Gone with the Wind
An American in Paris
The French Connection
Kramer vs. Kramer
The Diving Bell and the Butterfly
Rushmore (so I have all the Wes Anderson films under my belt)
Freeheld
Lars and the Real Girl
Ratatouille
The Last King of Scotland
Sweeney Todd
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2008 23 February :: 8.39pm
We did not end up going to the hockey game because everyone bailed on us.
Oh well. I went out last night so I didn't really feel like going anyway. It was meant to be or something.
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2008 23 February :: 3.42pm
I got Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters and Seymour: an Introduction. Good old J.D. Salinger.
I am quite excited to read it but I might leave it for last and read the other two books first.
We are going to a hockey game tonight. Nick and I went to one last week and I had a lot of fun so I'm pretty excited for this one.
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2008 22 February :: 12.45am
:: Music: temple of the dog
i shot ten minutes of b-roll, and twenty minutes of interview today. so, nobody can say i'm slacking off. i have a com midterm tomorrow at two. filming some more b-roll from 3 to 5. not sure what's happening after that. possibly another interview.
saturday morning i have the studio from 8 to 10, so stewart can come in and lay down some phat bass grooves. midday might do some more interview action. and in the evening, kevin requested my company doing god-knows-what.
sunday i planned on doing church, lifting, maybe a movie, and then making up a bunch of shit for that scriptwriting assignment i wrote about last time. i also have an article due monday by two, so that might happen sunday night as well.
it looks pretty when i say it like that. very neat and orderly. everything fits.
however, reality is very very different. reality includes all the stuff i know about but didn't add to the schedule. it also includes all of the unfortunate (and sometimes fortunate) random shit that i'll never see coming, no matter how hard i try.
i don't know which i'd prefer, the reality as it is now, or the reality as it would be if it followed the paper exactly. the paper would be boring, but i feel like i'd be much more productive and much less stressed out. and i wouldn't feel as guilty about forgetting people (since it wouldn't happen) and i would never have to deal with the trauma of "picking favorites" (regardless of whether they're actually favorites, or just necessary damage control).
meh. life treats me well though. far better than i deserve. i just hope to god there's a light at the end of the tunnel. because, it feels like there is, but that it's never going to come. as we all know, light moves faster than i do, so i have zero chance to ever catch up with that shit. none whatsoever.
but i guess i'm supposed to be okay with that.
thanks once again, mr. j. for letting me bitch into you, and for having you not judge me. or even notice me at all, really. i appreciate that sometimes.
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2008 21 February :: 9.06pm
The books I bought
Marian Keyes' Walsh Family Books (Anybody Out There?, Watermelon, Rachel's Holiday and Angels)
Ready or Not (the second All-American girl book) by Meg Cabot
It Happened One Autumn (some trashy romance novel: "Four young ladies enter London society with one necessary goal: they must use their wit and feminine wiles to find a husband. So they band together, and a daring husband-hunting scheme is born." It was five dollars and got good reviews. I'm a sucker for historical romance.)
Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters and Seymour: an Introduction (This will make my J.D. Salinger collect complete. I am a sucker for the Glass family. Also: two dalla.)
Pontoon: A Novel of Lake Wobegon (I read an except and my life was forever changed. It's an ex-library copy apparently so it's cheap.)
I got a package but I have yet to open it so I don't know which books are in it. I'll let you know.
Oh I've read Anybody Out There? and it was SO GOOD. Seriously. SO. GOOD. All of her books are like that apparently. With the goodness.
[edit] I received the two books that I cared the least about: trashy romance and the second All-American Girl novel. I am pretty pumped for the rest of my books.
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2008 19 February :: 9.20pm
This message brought to you by 2004!
The Valentine's Day bunny (my dad) gave to me a gift card for Barnes and Noble. I used it yesterday on four books and then two hours later remembered the four books that I actually wanted and ordered four more. Half will arrive on Thursday and half will be sent out on Thursday. I am excited. I love getting packages and I love books.
I think that tonight I am going to gather up all the books Katti let me borrow and sort them into "have read" and "have not read" piles so I can start sending those back to her.
I also need to do laundry. I just keep rewearing shirts and it's not that great of an idea anymore. Also, I need a shower.
The week after next is my spring break. I am pumped. I need to figure out tomorrow what I'm going to work over break.
I have a lot to do.
To Do:
Finish FAFSA
Finish Meijer scholarship
Do French scholarship
Ask Emily for a ride next Tuesday
Figure out work schedule for spring break
Schedule fall semester classes
Start researching my final papers before the end of April
Think of two profs for recommendation letters
Finish resume
Apply to FBI job
Find more money for next semester (scholarship search!)
Do laundry
Vacuum
Clean up the bathrooms
Pay bills
Find a job for after graduation
Get Hannah a present?
Find and gather all of Katti's books
I have a lot to do. I'm going to have to actually get on this at some point instead of just talking about it.
The Westboro Baptist Church Counter-protest has changed into boring stuff I don't want to do. I wanted blood and arguments and spitting and fights. They want support and a party. Lame posers.
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2008 18 February :: 11.39pm
Upon graduation next year, I will be over $20,000 in debt. Awesome. I just wish I would win the lottery or some rich person would bequeath tons of money to me.
My sister turns 17 on Thursday. That makes me feel old.
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2008 18 February :: 8.41pm
:: Mood: whelmed
scriptwriting, and so on.
i'm completely overwhelmed by this assignment. i think it's really cruel to make us go right into writing a full-on script. i have NO ideas. none! i like documentaries, because you can just find something to observe, and then manipulate what you see into something artistic. i like working with small groups of people, where you collaborate and build on each other's ideas. not like this. i'm so small and alone and insignificant and inexperienced. i suck at writing scripts, because - while i am good at writing, at least in certain ways - all of those qualities are things that don't make a damn bit of difference in scriptwriting. i have NEVER done theater, whether writing or performance. my short stories have all been bad - with some good parts in there - but as a whole, bad. and i understand that the point of the class is to get better at it. but i don't see how you're going to get better when you're bogged down and stressed out and completely nonplussed. i mean, i can look at a script, once it's written, and probably pick out some of the things that are good and some of the things that are bad. but in the process of writing it, i'm so lost in the formatting and the coming up with any ideas - anything at all - that i have no attention span left for critical analysis.
i'm just pissed.
calm down chris. you're okay. you're going to the studio tomorrow night, and it will be beautiful. you're done for the day, you only have one class tomorrow. it'll all be just fine. quit being a fucktard, and just enjoy it.
okay?
okay.
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2008 17 February :: 8.37pm
the one time i forget to copy my text before i submit, is always the time the whole entry gets deleted.
anyway, kevin:
dad's getting a band together. i want you to come try out. i will get you more information as soon as it's available. even if it's only for the summer, it'd still be fun.
also, i'm going to try applying for my passport this week. wish me luck.
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2008 16 February :: 7.09am
i should probably go to bed soon. it's been a busy day.
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2008 14 February :: 8.03pm
Happy VD!
Unending Love by Rabindranath Tagore
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times...
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, it's age old pain,
It's ancient tale of being apart or together.
As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,
Clad in the light of a pole-star, piercing the darkness of time.
You become an image of what is remembered forever.
You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.
At the heart of time, love of one for another.
We have played along side millions of lovers,
Shared in the same shy sweetness of meeting,
the distressful tears of farewell,
Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.
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2008 13 February :: 11.19pm
My icon journal is pretty dead since I don't remember my password and greatestjournal doesn't host pics anymore. I guess it's fine since I can put them on flickr or whatever but I have to get them off greatestjournal and right now I just don't have time. And I can't remember my password so I can't edit the entries.
Sorry, peeps.
If my password ever comes back to me, I'm going to make it my photoblog. I've tried every password I've ever used so it must be one I just used for that journal. Aidez-moi, y'all!
I am watching the last episode of Project Runway before Fashion Week. I shamelessly love this show.
I love you all.
P.S. "Image Hosting: This feature was disabled over a year ago; images that had previously been uploaded have been purged."
So all my icons are gone. Awesome. I don't even know if they're still on my parents' computer. If you have any of the icons I made, it'd be cool if you could email me a copy (onceloviikyu@gmail.com). That'd be great.
This kind of upsets me. I'm just going to remember my password, move on and make it a photoblog.
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2008 13 February :: 12.33am
:: Music: the little river band
reminiscing
you know... not much has changed, in me anyway. i like to think that i've grown or improved in some way. but i haven't, really.
gangles was on american idol tonight, doing the same thing he's always done. granted, he was essentially booed off the stage. and i knew when i saw him drumming in the intro stuff that it wouldn't end well. i think he would have been much more successful with guitar. and honestly, i wished he would have gone on. which is probably sad.
but it got me wondering... why isn't some podunk town somewhere in an uproar because I'M on national television, making an ass of myself? why isn't it me out there, doing what i love to do? and i came to the conclusion that it's the very same reason that mike chose gangles instead of me. the same reason i was always overshadowed by him in the talent show.
because i'm not a dickweed. i wish i were, but the fact remains that i am not, and i haven't been in a long long time. there was a time when i was. and i enjoyed the privileges it afforded me - just as he enjoys the privileges it affords him. but ultimately, i made a choice growing up that i wouldn't be a dickweed; that i actually wanted a few close friends who liked me, instead of many distant acquaintances who liked me and close friends i pushed away.
but lately, i've been becoming more of a dickweed again. i've begun pushing away many of those close friends, and attracting a handful of distant acquaintances. however, this time the switch wasn't really a conscious choice. sure, i've always been jealous of the dickweeds in my life, since they got to do more and be more, and i just sat there and let them. but i don't think it's worth it to me to give up my close friends, just so i can do more and be more. i'd rather have them and live in squalor, than become big and have nobody there.
even still, i find myself continuing down the path to dickweed-dom. how do i stop it? can i stop it? do i want to stop it? i don't know. maybe. yes.
but i still have no idea where that puts me, or what the next thing i have to do to change it might be.
but hey, i did dishes tonight, worked on my fafsa, did some networking business for my school projects, and watched some T.V. so what am i complaining about? i can pretend to be a big rock star later. for now i'll just be the poor college student i'm supposed to be, and find some way to assimilate and be a happy part of the machine.
"shyah, right, and monkeys might fly out of my butt!"
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