Good-nyquil.

So apparently, I'm getting sick. Again.
I had the unpleasant accident of not knowing that it was supposed to be BOTH cold and rainy and thus, I was stuck walking across campus from point A to B in the freezing weather. Point A being the Rainey building...and point B being where my bus stop is...all the way by the Engineering building. That's a good 15 min walk, folks.

Oh, I was doing fine for the first 10 minutes of that walk until all of sudden I felt this crazy rush of heat run through my body - kind of like a brain freeze, but with your whole being.
Faaaaaaast forward a few hours later and now I'm sneezing - and the only time I sneeze is when I'm getting sick. Plus, the headache and the sore throat are kicking in right about now.

I know - I'm complaining, but I have 3 very important things to do for classes in this last week of the semester - two of them being tests...and the other, a paper.
I've already taken the lovely medication known as Nyquil and as I'm writing this blog, I'm waiting for the lovely liquid to spread throughout my body.

Only 3 days left. I can make it. Please dear universe, help me.

And Matthew Morrison never ceases to amaze me.


Watch Glee.

I'm also quite enthralled with writing, singing and playing zee piano lately. I love this living on my own bit. I've never felt so free...yet I've never been so busy. And all I did is change the room where I lay my head down at night...a few blocks down from the house.

Also...I ran into a 'twin' today, I gained a sister and I learned all about four hour operas with little to no movement and no plot. I was strangely intrigued.

And my car's being fixed! Ha-leh-freaking-loo-yah. Yes, I just spelt that out. And yes, I make up words. Try getting resick. It happens.

Lots of chasing pirates love,
Jen

Bliss.

Currently studying at a coffee shop, yet procrastinating from my studies and decided to view an old favorite.

Words do not describe what this video does to me.


Enjoy.

Everything and Anything.

Dearest Blog, it's been 3 months since I've last wrote and oh, how everything's changed and not changed simultaneously.

I can't even begin to update everything that's happened - but no fear, I have that all written down else where for sheer memory.

The latest is that I have my very own apartment now (which I adore, in spite of the quietness that is in tact) and there's only 2 and a half more weeks of school - not counting finals of course...

My glass half full tidbit of the day is that I found this book I have been looking for for about 4 months now - "Drinking, Smoking and Screwing." What made it so difficult is that I couldn't remember the title worth crap - so searching for the book just lead to google results on tantric sex or how to quit my smoking addiction.

Ummm...I've taken up sewing, written a few piano jingles and gotten a lovely Xsi Rebel Camera that I love with all my heart and spoon every so often in my bed.

Got a dog...my Twist!

And a bunch of other little things that I feel would make this an unnecessarily long blog.
I can tell you now that looking on my past bloggings is making me cringe. Not soon after that last entry I hopped in my car and drove off to Memphis. Tennessee that is.
Met some random people that I still keep in contact with.

Nothing like random conversation. I enjoy those little conversations - you can learn so much about people and the world that you never see if you don't step outside your city limits.

But once again, I got that itch to change my life. Stability is killing me. But I'm sooooo close to graduating and getting the hell out of here. I'm even considering teaching English in a foreign country. I need to strand myself in a culture and make some bad choices, haha.

Fuck stability. Fuck people who don't get it. Fuck situations that don't change.

Life sucks. So, you have to go out and kick it's ass.

Collage time. Arts and Crafty, here I come.

Habanera.

Life has decided to throw me a series of forks in the road...AGAIN. To be honest, I'm tired of having to rearrange my life constantly. As much as I like spontaneity, I find that I'm longing for something stable in my life. I plan time and time again and the plans never stay the same. It keeps life interesting, but sometimes it's a little discomforting not to know. Not that I want to know. I don't want to know...I don't wish to know my life planned down to a line or list or this blog.

Maybe the constant thrush of paths I can choose from is fate giving me chances to be happy. But I wish the paths I had to choose from weren't so complicated no matter which path I choose to take. I know, I KNOW - that's life. Answers aren't supposed to come easy. But is ONE stable thing too much to ask? I love how high school was perfect and planned and everything since then falls to pieces or completely throws a curve ball just when I start to get comfortable.

I love school, but I just want to get it over with so I can see the world. I'm sick of being in Texas.
I want to travel (on one condition...) around the US and establish my improv self and see Europe and start a part-time band and sleep in a Toys R US store and learn the glockenspiel.
I don't care anymore, I'm going to do it all and you can't stop me. School can. School does... but I'll be a better person for it. A year from now I'll have graduated and be on the brink of 23. I have to admit that being twenty-one has been the best thing that has ever happened to me and I wouldn't change one thing about this past year for the world besides a few months of blahness I don't wish to go into. But that's over and done with and I'm over it. I've met wonderful new people, lost some really close ones and had to try to re-establish myself all over again, which hasn't been easy, but I'm progressing I'd say.

There's no point to this blog. I felt like writing which turned into venting. I'm listening to the Ruby Suns. It's comforting. I slept 14 hours today thanks to my best friend, nyquil. My foot is healing and I can walk on it again. I have four days left of 'summer' vacation. I'm going to Round Rock tomorrow to see a giant donut. One of my best friends is coming sunday. I still feel like dancing. I never realized how much I missed huevos rancheros. I tippy-toe to get around. Life is content. But still...I want more. :)


I love when videos have this type of feel...
...it makes me so happy.

Hey Lloyd!

Happiness consumes me. Been taking classes at Coldtowne and that's going rather well. A bit intimidating, but you've been warned, because now I analyze EVERYTHING for an idea. More so then when I critique for my English classes. So....watch YO back.

Done with summer school and I need to get out of here, but I can't decide where I want to go. I just want to get in a car and drive my ass out of this city. I love it, but I need something new, even if it's for a little bit. I hate routine. I'm antsy just typing this blog. I'll probably turn on some RUFUS WAINWRIGHT in a bit to let out some inner energy.

In music searchiness and playlists, my newest lovelist artist is Ms. Casey Dienel.

She's like Regina, except more folksy-jazz instead of jazzy-folk like Ms. Spektor is known for.
Too bad she's decided to leave her solo act on permanent hiatus and become part of the group known as White Hinterland.
It's still a great little experimental group, but Casey's solo stuff is much more soulful and playfully painful. And me being a sucker for happy music with a dark undertone, I couldn't resist Casey's album. I suggest a listen because good piano-pop is hard to find these days.

I'm tired and feel like singing. I want to film something. I've had this one idea for a while, but I don't know if I want it to be more of a artsy project or a scripted one. Hmm...

All I know is, I feel like dancing.

Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true?

The girly in me emerges. I've been playing with vintage hair-do's recently(amounting to the numerous hair products I've invested into lately). What I accomplished today in Jen's little salon of antiquarian bliss? A reverse...um...bouffant? I could be entirely wrong about that name. Actually, I'm pretty sure that I gave it the wrong name.

Oh! The Reverse POMPADOUR! That's what it's called.

Mhm. I was just trying to search for a picture to use, so I could show you what it looks like and came across a picture of Grace Kelly. Isn't she just beautiful? Makes me want to watch Dial M for Murder. Anyway, I can't find a good picture online anywhere, so I'll have to update this later with some pictures I took of the finished result.

Another beautiful thing? Young love. One of my closest friends got engaged! I just got asked to stand in the wedding today. I'm soooo excited! I've known Miss Cel for over 16 years and it's just wonderful to see her happy. Really, I think she deserves it and I wish her ALL the best. Her and her future hubby are incredibly adorable. :)

Things coming up - photoshoot for my friend for the NOH8 campaign...the Equal Rights campaign and writing classes at Coldtowne.

I'm also signing up for Lindy Hop as soon as I find a good school in Austin. I miss dance classes - I'm getting itchy for some new dancing in my life. It's been too long.

Here's a video, darlings. Dedicated to Mr. Warhol for his birthday today.
Best Interview EVER. Happy Birthday, Andy!

An addiction to hands and feet.

Busy, busy, busy...bzzzzzzzzzz like a bee.
Three more weeks of summer school. It's only two classes and it's all I have time for. Five days a week, at least six hours of studying a day. BUT I'll stop complaining.
I write to tell you of all the wonderful concerts (!) that are coming to town as the Fall season peaks it breezy little head around the corner.

Here's what I have down for upcoming shows that I shall be attending.

July 31st - T Bird and the Breaks @ The Mohawk
August 13th - Bowerbirds @ The Mohawk
September 24th - Frightened Rabbits @ The Mohawk - looks like I'll be missing Ra Ra Riot :(
*September 26th - (my birthday!) optional T Bird and Breaks in San Antonio
October 3-5th - ACL (avec Monsieur Bird, Mute Math, Lily Allen...)
November 4th - Rufus Wainwright

Oh! I might take a road trip soon to Cali. I NEED a vacation. I haven't been on vacation since Spring Break and even then I recall something going on...
But anyway, it's youtube tuesday, so here's your damn video. :)

Animal Collective: Summertime Clothes

Est-ce que tu as pris un velo a l'ecole ce matin?

Oui, oui! In the midst of the ever-life consuming world that is summer school. The first session was kind to me and allowed me to have time to actually sit down and watch a movie...and now I barely have time to prepare dinner.

Went to IKEA the other day with the family to show them the greatness that is this home decor palace and I brought these lovely mirrors for my room:


Nice, eh? Three for my room so I can hopefully get back into dancing again.
*******
"Where is my master rebel prince...?"
Asks the lovely Rufus Wainwright whom I just found out is coming to AUSTIN in NOVEMBER! Isn't it wonderful? He's asked the ultimate questions in life:
"Qui m'appelle?"
"How long has this been going on?"
"Will I walk away from love knowing nothing, wearing my heart between my legs?"

Tell it like it is, Rufus, PREACH IT!
And he's also covered the lovely Judy Garland! Tres magnifique! And he's quite the looker. You can't ask for a better show to attend...needless to say, I will dish out the fifty-odd bucks to see Rufus because the last time he came to Austin I found out a month after it had happened...but of course, I had just to moved to Austin, so there was no way really I would have got to go...but just knowing....le sigh.

I have to get back to my homework. I'm borderline for both classes....yeah! At least both teachers are very nice. Mais, je ne t'aime pas, le langue francais. Je ne t'aime pas encore. Just kidding.

Now enjoy my FAVORITE Rufus performance EVER. Already, you can see his adoration for arguably the most famous Judy Garland movie. Que cute. :)

Oh honey, honey.

This is my next project.

http://www.ehow.com/how_4513127_mustard-dip-dressing-like-wendys.html

It's a love affair waiting to happen. I order the crispy chicken nuggets just so I can ask for the honey mustard...

"Can I help you today, miss?"
"Yes, I need some honey mustard."
"For your chicken nuggets?"
"NUGGETS?!?!?! WHO NEEDS NUGG...::ahem:: why yes, for my nuggets. Those delicious little fritters that cost 1.19 plus tax. Just divine, don't you think?"
"With honey mustard sauce?"
"I said that."
"Oh, yes. Well, here's your receipt. It'll be out momentarily."
(moments later)
"Ma'am? Here's your order."
::she snatches bag::
"Oh, thank you."
she finds closest place to sit down and has a nice chat with Mr. Mustard. The two laugh and reminisce by candlelight and at the end of the dessert, he proposes. After tears of joy and a loss for words, she accepts. Cue soft lighting, dramatic music with a faint hint of wind, then close in on the bag to the Wendy's logo.
THE END.

The Past Tubes of a Tuesday.

Horribly procrastinating.
At this point, I'm not going to get around to reading Tess of D'Urbervilles. I still have to view Jekyll and Hyde (1931?) and The Return of Dr. X and Dr. X Double Feature.

I did get to see charming Mr. Perkins in George Cukor's The Actress (1953) today. I believe Anthony is oh-too-pretty in this movie and quite young, but the scenes are just too cute with him in it...he waltzes! The studios really knew how to make him churn out that boyish charm.
Speaking of boyish charm, I've been reading Mr. Perkins' biography, Split Image by Charles Winecoff. It's very interesting, but I take alot of it with a grain of salt because everything is given on account of another person's memories and not only do some people choose to remain anonymous, but there's really no evidence to support anything that is said about the lovely actor. I am about a third of way into the book, just as he's settling to do Eugene O'Neill's Desire Under Elms with sultry Sophia Loren.

Also, I'm in the middle of watching Lawrence of Arabia. Who knew that Peter O' Toole looked young at one time? And he had the most beautiful blue eyes. I focus on his eyes more than the rest of the scene that plays out before him. The best semi-orientalist film out of the course.

YouTube Tuesday:
The scariest Jekyll to Hyde transformation. Seriously, don't watch if easily creeped out. Well, it isn't the *whole* scene, but if you can find the whole version, check it out - it's pretty good for not having CGI enhancers or the such. This is pure make up and lighting.

Happy 4th of July!

Happy red, white and bluest day!
This is the first holiday where I feel pretty relaxed. Not completely, but it's better than past ones.

I finished watching Arrested Development for the third time after getting my brother into it and I fell in love with Ron Howard all over again. Not really in love with him. Just artistically speaking. Or the way he helped the show really push its limits while it basked in it's minor flash on television. It reinforced my belief that GOB will absolutely be one of my favorite characters ever created. Woo! Go Franklin! "It ain't easy being black, it ain't easy being white..."

I started researching graduate programs. I think I'm going to take a year off though after I graduate from UT. I mean, 17 years of straight schooling does things to a person. My fingers are itching to dig it's hands in the fertile world that is life.

Yesterday, oh yesterday, I flipped through channels taking a break from the Twilight Zone marathon currently playing its little heart out on the Sci-Fi channel and I saw on the guide that Psycho was playing! Full of excitement I flipped to AMC and what was on... but the 1998 version of Psycho.
The one with Vince Vaughn.
I wanted to cry from my disappointment.

But I had never really seen this 'remake' (if you dare to call it that), so I was like 'what the heck?' and I watched a few minutes of it. Right as the infamous shower scene was to take place.

Already, looking at the set up, I was discouraged from watching it play out, as Anne Heche in no way captures the innocence that is Janet Leigh. Plus, Ms. Heche in the shower is no way seductive, whereas Ms. Leigh was gorgeous.

Skip past the knifing and body hiding, the William H Macyness and the interrogation and I was either laughing the whole time or wincing in pain for everyone involved in the film. Even the editors.

I only watched like 20 minutes total, if that, and then I cried a mixture of tears of laughter and desperate pleas for Mr. Hitchcock. And I give a shake of my finger to all the posters on IMDB who actually approve of this film and find it superior to the 1960 version, when in fact it's a shot for shot, line for line COPY.
Sorry, if it seems I'm being cruel, but it was such a disgrace to the original - I've never laughed so hard at how bad a film could be.

Consequently, I will never EVER watch Vince Vaughn again. Mr. Vaughn with his ridiculous mannerisms and tight fitting ill-suited black shirt and jeans trying to recapture the haunting charisma that is Norman Bates. It's not even mildly attractive. Nor reasonably believable or sympathetic. Maybe I'll venture to see Mr. Vaughn in Dodgeball, but that's because I like seeing Justin Long get hit in the head with a wrench.

Ugh...
I'm DONE with this post.

Now go watch some fireworks kids and take pleasure in our freedom.
To change the channel.

Itchy, Itchy - Nice and Twitchy.

I have waaaaay too much energy in my bones right now.
I'm all jittery. From what? I don't know. That's what makes it odd.
It can't be the coffee because I drank that around...3pm? No, no...it was more around 2 pm.
I have the strongest desire to go to New York.

Film Noir. Humprhey Bogart is an amazing gangster. The ideal gangster. And although he's all toughness and business, on my next trip to I luv video, I think I'll check out this little diddy: The Return of Dr. X. He looks just so out of his element and I can't pass up a good gothic film. ::squee!::


I have a new goal, my dearest blog - I know now what I must do. Just wish me the best of luck and magically grant me 40 thousand dollars, support, airfare and a dash of ...oh my gosh, I just realized something. Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear...Hm...

Anyways, I also want new posters. I have like 20 posters and since I change tastes too often about 15 of them are just sitting under my bed.

In my Imperialism class we watched the Battle of Algiers today. It scared me. The story was very compelling, but some scenes were so graphic and the parallels that can be drawn to today's events were just so overwhelming. I couldn't watch that film again, but I recommend that everyone do so. It questions the use of terrorism/torture and how it changes a person.

I have to read. I have no applesauce. It's 1 am.

And it's contagious.

Extreeeeeeeemely lazy day today. Not that I didn't do anything, rather I just felt like doing nothing. I woke up this morning to (surprise!) rain! Rain gets me thinking and even more sleepy. I've been so busy lately - going to the wonderful IKEA, going to get a dog and not getting a dog and then almost getting one again...painting my room, painting furniture, summer school....blah blah blah.
But I think my room looks amazing! Not to brag or anything, but it took my whole weekend and I'm proud of it. I'd post pictures, but it's walking into the creepy side a bit, eh?

And saturday was the best of all!
Why, you ask?
Because it was Hitchcock day on TCM! Hitchcock films all day! Starting at 6 AM I saw the beloved Psycho (!!!), Rear Window, North by Northwest, The Man Who Knew Too Much, Vertigo...etc, etc. I had that day marked on my calendar for a month in advance. It was a date with the Master of Suspense and I adored it. Good thing, because I was having Psycho withdrawals.

Speaking of Mr. Perkins, I'm off to finish The Matchmaker and decorate the room some more. Au revoir!

YouTube Tuesday!
My Fair Lady - I Could Have Danced All Night, Audrey Hepburn as Eliza Doolittle. It's just so catchy. Plus I sing it every night before I go to bed.
Just kidding.

an angel and a thriller.

Sad news from the world of entertainment today.
Michael Jackson, 50, passed away. Apparently of cardiac arrest. Although in his later years he was considered quite unusual and bizarre, the music he produced was unique and an influence on my dancing when I was a bad ass little hip-hop-er. :) I absolutely loved putting on 'The Way You Make Me Feel' then imitate the dance from the movie Center Stage. Good times. And who can forget THRILLER?! Everyone (and you know EVERYONE) has tried to do that dance at least once in their life. Oh, Mr. Jackson - I salute you sir for giving me motivation to dance.



Another star in Hollywood has also passed - Miss Farrah Fawcett, one of the original Charlie's Angels. Ms. Fawcett had been battling cancer for over two years and finally succumbed to her illness earlier today as well.


Both stars shall be missed.

Hummus, become us.

At this moment, I am at zee Spider House trying hummus for the very first time. Spicy hummus to be exact and I give it an A+. Dare I say it's better than bean dip?! Because...well, it is. And healthier. Props to Ms. Bianca for giving me her stash of chips to go along with it. :)

In the middle of reading Wuthering Heights and I am just now enthralled with the book - it took until the 9th chapter to fully like the characters, but I guess that's what makes Emily's book different from Charlotte's --that the characters are more realistic in their actions rather than some lucky spiritual happenings that occur throughout Jane Eyre. Happenings that make the figures somewhat justified for acting as they do...excusing them, perhaps?

But the coffee isn't doing me justice tonight - I feel really tired (or lazy, haha?) even though I downed a iced something-something. I forget what they call it. An iced something-rico. Toddy Rico! An iced toddy rico.

Does anyone know if the poster cardboard you can buy is as sturdy as the cardboard used for paper towels, toilet paper etc.? If it is, it'll save me months of having to buy extraneous amounts of said paper - unless I can find someone who gives it away for FREE? Craigslist it is.


Youtube Tuesday Vid:
Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers! I love this number! You know you just want to get up and try it. Don't deny it.

O! for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention.

I have found my muse! 'Tis a secret. A secret I hold dear to my heart. I know, I know - I'm vague already as it is. But to give away my source of inspiration...I just can't do it. Not yet. But it makes my hands itchy with ideas and oh so anxious - I can't sit still! I make notes and doodle all the time now. But to be motivated, to be creative again for the first time in what has to be over two f*cking years is amazing.

My clothes are still in a corner. So tomorrow I guess I'll be scavenging yard sales and thrift stores. If you know anyone throwing out a dresser/drawer, let me know!!!

Oh yes, yes...I went to goodwill today and a guy gave me a balloon. I don't know why I wanted to point that out, but it made my day. He asked me if I wanted one and before I could respond he just smiled and said, "Either way, before you walk out of here, you'll be leaving with a balloon in your hand." Everyone looked at me crazy as I paraded it around, but I didn't care. It was MY balloon.

she's got bette davis eyes.

All moved into my new house! Although, not quite unpacked. Half the room is absolutely cleaned and the other half, or rather one particular corner is crammed with clothes because I have yet to find a dresser for my room. I've been looking up different ways to decorate my room and I believe I'm going to paint it yellow. Not bold yellow and not canary yellow...but sunshine yellow. But not the kind that's going to give you a headache as you try to fall asleep.

I've also been visiting all these fine little vintage shops in Austin and they are just wonderful! I found some antique camera items that I must try out soon. One item is a photo enlarger - now I have to buy the developer, tumbler, etc. and soon I may develop and crop my own pictures.

In TV news, It's Orson Welles' spotlight tonight on TCM and I have to say that that Mr. Welles was quite dashing when he was younger. As are all the classic stars...le sigh. :)

Speaking of black and white, I have a test tomorrow, so this post has to be somewhat short. 1.) because I should really get started on the review while the coffee is fresh in my veins and 2.) because tonight is THE TRIAL at midnight. What a perfect way to end my night!

It's also youtube tuesday...so here's my video for the week:
It's GOB!!! He does his illusions...(not tricks!) and here's his intro song courtesy of the band, Europe. Seriously, it's a real song - not just some random music created for the show. I laugh everytime I hear it. It's why Will Arnett needs to do more movies.



p.s. Do people really have crushes on Michael Cera? While searching for this vid, I saw so many I heart MC fanmade vids...But if you like shy, awkward kids who are pigeonholed into the same role over and over again (poor guy) then by all means, do your thing.

update: it seems that The Trial will not be on until around 3 am. Eek, I'll be up all night!

you're the memory now that lives across the world.

Trying to get my life back on track...

Seems writing makes me happy. As does movies, so I shall try to get into the swing of things again. This blog has more to do with my readings lately, since I'm taking summer classes at the moment.

Factual point number one: I'm reading Jane Eyre for the third time (for summer school).

Factual point number two: I voiced an intelligent opinion today in my European Imperialism class. No, really, I usually don't speak in class (I'm much more the observing type), but the professor called on me and the words just spilled out, and in a completely articulate way! Much better than when I actually have something to say, raise my hand and by the time the prof calls on me it comes out all jumbled. Or even worse (and more humiliating) I could have just froze. But I didn't. You see, I usually only speak out in my English classes, because those are the only classes I really have a passion for so I actually make an effort to understand the material (or I wouldn't be majoring in it, heh heh). But I got lucky, I actually LIKE this class, so I did the readings. Don't ask me to recall what I said. It was a combination of Orientalism and the readings/viewings from the day before. Impressive, no?

Factual and most exciting third point: I have a deadline to continue reading The Trial and FINISH by the 16th. Cheer me on. I want to finish it before I watch it on TV in it's entirety (I've only seen it in parts). I have it on DVD, but I get excited when a movie *just happens* to be shown on the telly. It's a planned surprise.

Fourth make up point: I missed Youtube Tuesday....twice. So here's two videos to make up for it.

1.) Tracey Ullman -They Don't Know. This blew my mind. Mainly because Paul McCartney makes a cameo. And because I had no idea Tracey Ullman had a singing career.



2.) Fitting accordingly to this blog, I present the Trailer for Orson Welles' The Trial. I'm giddy just watching it.

i love you, grandpa.

Andrew Garza Jr.
12/30/1931-5/30/2009

...I know you're in a better place and that God has a special place for you up in heaven. I already know that you're having a blast, it's just like you. Thanks for all the encouragement in my education and I promise, promise, promise I'll finish my last year of college just for you. And one day, someday, I'll be able to take you out to eat finally and we'll have twelve courses. My treat. :) I love you.

Youtube Tuesday!

I decided that on Tuesdays I shall post my youtube clip of the week.

This week: A video taken in 2001 of Andrew Bird in the Bowl of Fire days! I'm so glad people are starting to upload video taken of the band. What a shame it is to know we'll never hear another album from this quartet. They need to reunite...now. Or for my birthday - whatever's more convenient. :)

Nevertheless, to enjoy the swing/ragtime that is this band, Click below:

Andrew Bird's Bowl of Fire, "Eugene"

family ties.

I've been in San Antonio for the past week with the family. For sadder reasons though - it seems my grandpa is very sick due to his complications - he's been admitted into the hospital and is on life support. I won't go into details, but we can only see him thirty minutes every two or three hours. We're hoping for the best or at the very least that he is peaceful while he's staying in the CCU.

I have gotten to meet my grandpa's side of the family as they come and go in the waiting room- and it's pretty incredible considering I've never met nor seen any of them before. They're all very nice people and have been the most supportive towards my grandmother.

On the upside, in the week I've been 'living' in the waiting room, I've watched some lovely movies: 'Funny Face' (j'adore les actuers Audrey and Fred Astaire! - Ce sont tres magnifique!) and Friendly Persuasion with Mr. Perkins. I'd post a clip of it, but the hospital blocks a lot of streaming sites, so no dice on being visual this blog. Wednesday I finally saw (half of) 'Anatomy of a Murder'! I had been wanting to see this movie after falling in love with the soundtrack composed by Mr. Ellington himself - it just so 50's jazz and I love it. Me thinks James Stewart is oh-so-likeable (as he is in every movie). He's just a swell guy you'd like to have in your neighborhood, haha. I shall continue my movie obsession tonight with a possible viewing of...Gene Kelly's classic dance moves.

God, I love classic cinema.

Here's to hoping all the best for my grandpa, no matter what God's will is for him. :)

calm like water...

second blog, second blog!
so I'm trying to figure out what the purpose of this blog is. I already have a diary, so wouldn't it defeat the purpose of having it? To be honest, I'm tired of that diary. I like looking at it, but it's such a funny part of my life that I just cringe at now.
Haha, I can't wait til I look at it even several years from now (even months, how about days?) and see how much I cringe then. Oh noeees, I'll just die of embarrassment. Oh well.
Point is, I want somewhere new to write.

That's what I'll do! Have online blog-diary-venting source! Yay!

Yeah!

In all seriousness, this is for whoever comes across it. I don't really care if you like what I say or if you even care, but this is for me. :)

I rented several movies over this weekend. Where you ask? At I LUV VIDEO, of course! I know, right? Talk about jumping on THAT bandwagon late. They have just about every section you can imagine...sci-fi, sci-fi classics, horror, death metal musicals, anime, documentaries, foreign, classics, tv shows, movies by director....
But really, they have a foreign section like no other. It took up like a whole wall, and that wasn't with the covers facing forward, this was with the movies stacked together, as if books on a bookshelf.
You get a free membership if you surrender your Blockbuster card - I didn't have mine unfortunately, but the guy said I could bring it in the next time and get a free movie. Hell yeah.

Anyways, I checked out 'On the Beach' and a double feature movie, 'I Walked With a Zombie/The Body Snacther' Mwuahahaha!
On a sad note, On the Beach is terribly depressing. But it'll get you thinking about nuclear war and it's effects - and how society has to deal with the choices of the government. Yes, I cried.

I haven't got to The Body Snatcher yet because my damn dvd player wouldn't start. Or it did, but it kept replaying the scene after every chapter it reached. For example, the credits started, then repeated itself - got through the 1st chapter and then repeated itself from the beginning again, then kept going until it reached the 2nd chapter and so on. Boo.

If it doesn't work, I'm watching American Psycho tonight. Now I'm off to go make some spaghetti.

getting started.

I've never really had a blog, so we'll see how it goes. I guess people say you're making yourself more vulnerable to the peering eyes that come across your words, but aren't we already vulnerable everyday? If anything, I've learned that by sitting around, nothing gets done. Saying nothing leads to...well, nothing. So, I've decided to take more initiative in things and well, it's made me a happier person than what I can ever remember.

I'm an INFP (if you're into that sort of thing) so I'm thinking this writing will come naturally, also with the fact that I'm an English major. (Go British Lit!)

Some things about me:
I love gothic and suspense novels. I love horror/thriller movies (definitely have love for Hitchcock) and really, I'm just starting to realize my love for all movies in black and white. There's just something so mystical and nostalgic and oh-so-lovely about what's captured in these classic films. Even if most of the love scenes are greatly (and sometimes overly) choreographed, you can still feel the pure intensity between the characters and the shedding of clothes is never even shown nor needed ---now THAT is what I call chemistry.

Another hobby is that I love looking for new music - I twitch if I don't have a new band to obsess about.

Guess that's about it for now, I could write forever, but it's late and it's finals week - so I should really get some shut eye. I'm off to listen to some Fleet Foxes...