Monday, July 20, 2009

Quote of the Day: "...I'm gonna come stomp on your face." --My Mother Dearest

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Thinking Again.

Alright. So, today, I had nothing to do but think. Scratch that. I had nothing to do but think and read for my summer courses. THUS, I had a bunch of time to ponder about life. Or the dumb things that encompass it, anyways.
Here goes:
>>Chick Flicks: I hate them. Most of you already know that. But let's stop and reflect a little bit. I love movies that make you think, movies that make you ask questions, movies that, perhaps, need some clarification. Chick flicks don't. Hmm...A Walk to Remember, let's use that one. A troublemaker guy is punished for a fake initiation ceremony that lead to a man's paralyzation. The school authorities make him participate in the school musical in which he plays a lead role and falls for the chick playing opposite him (wow, I seem to have the same problem! Except not with chicks...). The chick reveals that she's battling leukemia but he proposes to her anyways, though they are still in high school. She gets her top 5 wishes before she dies. NEWSFLASH! THAT DOES NOT HAPPEN IN REAL LIFE! EVER. No matter how much you believe that perfect prince charming will come along, he won't. And you want to know why? Because he doesn't exist. Sorry to break it to you, hun'. Another thing about this chick flick conspiracy is that movie studios give girls false ideas of what love is. They say love is building a telescope so your dying fiancé can see the star you named after them. They say love is getting married in the same church as your parents did while wearing the same dress that your deceased mother did. It's not. Well, not to me. I think love is a battle. Love between two people is difficult. It takes a lot of compromise and a lot of acceptance. It also takes a fair about of willingness to cope with and help handle problems the other might face. Do chick flicks teach that? No.

>>Toothbrushes: (If you have never before noticed that I am very random, wake up and smell the coffee.) Alright. What's the point of so many different kinds of toothbrushes? They all do the same thing. With a little help from some decent toothpaste, they remove plaque from teeth that cause cavities. Guess what spin brushes do. They spin while removing plaque. Guess what those specialized tongue scrubbing toothbrushes do. They remove plaque from your tongue. Yes, spin brushes take a shorter amount of time, but they can be expensive. Seriously? Buy a normal brush and simply brush for an extended amount of time. And, yes, scrubbing toothbrushes get rid of excess bacteria, but so do normal toothbrushes. Sorry to break it to you, sweetie, but you're going to gag either way.

>>Poptarts, Apple Pies: Gelatin. WHY??! urggg.

>>Feelings: I don't like them. I claim that I don't have them. Whateva. What I don't understand is how I can read everyone else's so well but can't stand my own. Is it just me compensating for what I refuse to experience? Perhaps. I don't know. That's still a thought in the making.

>>Happiness: Is happiness really happy without the existence or presence of sadness? No. It can't be. How can you know about happiness, true joy, if you've never felt sorrow or rage or torment? It simply isn't possible.

>>Sleep: I'm sick and tired of people telling me that I don't sleep. As a matter of fact, I DO sleep. I sleep often. I sleep everyday, just like everyone else. They tell me I don't get ENOUGH sleep. What is 'enough' sleep? 8-10 hours? I sleep 6 hours a night on average. They tell me that normal body processes cannot take place within such a little time period. And you know what I have to say to that? I SLEEP. I may not sleep the suggested amount, but I do sleep. And I've been sleeping for that amount of time all year. For the past two years, even. My body's completely used to it, too. There's this little concept called homeostasis. Basically, human bodies adapt. Mine has. So as for me, I'm sleeping just fine, thank you. You know how I know? "I KNOW my body!" (sorry, that Cosby Show quote was necessary) I know because I'm still alive. I'm not sick; I'm never sick. Vital biological processes are still proceeding. Thank you and have a nice day.

ALRIGHT! I'm done ranting. If you read all of this jazz, then, woohoo!, power to ya'. Comment, if you so choose, but I'm out for now. I feel like brushing my teeth and hopping into bed, hoping that tomorrow, I'll find some organic poptarts and a cardboard cut out of the lovely Jake Gyllenhaal.

Later Days
Peace
H

Another Quote

"'Name three contributions Rome made on the global community.'
'Orgies, Wine, and Bulimia!'"
--Two and a Half Men

Monday, July 6, 2009

A Revolution on Conformity

"Tell me the truth, Frank, remember that? We used to live by it. And you know what's so good about the truth? Everyone knows what it is however long they've lived without it. No one forgets the truth, Frank, they just get better at lying."

This weekend, I had the chance to watch the movie "Revolutionary Road". The cast is award winning: Leonardo DiCaprio (who's going to marry me whether he likes it or not), Kate Winslet, Kathy Bates. The movie itself is a little bizarre, too much screaming for my taste, but the dialogue is killer.
The above quotation is said by Kate Winslet as April Wheeler. It is, by far, the most powerful line in the whole movie. The most powerful character, in my opinion, was John Givings (portrayed by Michael Shannon), the seemingly psychotic son of Mr. Howard and Mrs. Helen Givings (played by Richard Easton and Kathy Bates, respectively). John seemed to be the only character besides the Wheelers whose brain had the capacity to imagine life beyond Revolutionary Road. He was the only one that could see the reason that Frank (DiCaprio) and April Wheeler (Winslet) wanted out of the conformity of the typical 1950's suburban town.
I can't seem to stop myself from thinking about this film. The dialogue presents the real issues with life today, life then. Couples lying to themselves, convincing themselves that they love their hum-drum job, convincing themselves that staying at home, taking care of the children is a lovely way to spend 20 years of your life. The way that one day was just like the next, with everyone within a five mile radius waking up and eating scrambled eggs prepared the same as they were the day before, the year before, the decade before. The way that no one strives to change anything.

"Hopeless emptiness. Now you've said it. Plenty of people are onto the emptiness, but it takes real guts to see the hopelessness."