I'm still alive... I'm not quite dead yet!
Was at my best friend Phil's friend Bishara's this weekend. We watched The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly and Citizen Kane, which happen to be No. 11 and No. 21 on this list here, and both of which I'd never seen before.
I deduced the ending to Kane a minute before the secret was unveiled. (FYI, the movie revolves around a journalist's attempts to find the meaning behind a dead billionaire publisher's last words: "Rosebud...") I guess that would make Orson Welles almost twice as good at keeping yours truly guessing as the guy who directed The Usual Suspects, which I had figured out about halfway through. Maybe I should be a detective. Anyway, the 'that whistle theme-song' Western was the better movie.
So, having been so laggard, I thought I should summarize the major events of last semester.
This semester isn't looking much better. kylej won't be coming back to school, at least for now. delmoth graduated and ain't living around here. My awesome roommate Ryan is studying abroad in Ireland, and I'll be rooming with a guy I don't know. Oh, total lulz, maybe I'll be able to focus on grades again with no distractions.
Sooooo... I guess the macro picture of my life sucks when I look at it. And yet day to day I'm basically happy. Oh I know, it seems unaccountable. At a guess, a mere guess, I would attribute such stoicism in the face of unthinkable hardship to being completely fucking awesome.
One last thing. The other thing that had me down at times last semester was the feeling that I was slowly but surely becoming a failure by neglecting to write. Feel free to nudge me or whatever that new option is if I go for a week without posting. Thanks.
I deduced the ending to Kane a minute before the secret was unveiled. (FYI, the movie revolves around a journalist's attempts to find the meaning behind a dead billionaire publisher's last words: "Rosebud...") I guess that would make Orson Welles almost twice as good at keeping yours truly guessing as the guy who directed The Usual Suspects, which I had figured out about halfway through. Maybe I should be a detective. Anyway, the 'that whistle theme-song' Western was the better movie.
So, having been so laggard, I thought I should summarize the major events of last semester.
- The second biggest thing that happened to me was meeting a girl who is easily among the smartest, funniest, most interesting and spontaneous people I've ever met, and really hitting it off with her. Supreme geekdom, we originally met over Facebook.com, whereby we realized the sheer multitude of interests we shared. We spent hours a day IM-ing each other and watching movies early on. One of the best parts of knowing her has been that she introduced me to the Smashing Pumpkins, now one of my top 5 bands. Early in the morning of Oct. 29, as we watched a DVD compilation of their music videos about three times, at the close of a series of tickle fights, I asked her to go out with me. My timing was one of my more brilliant ideas, as it made our anniversary exactly one month before her birthday, which in turn is exactly two months before mine. Outrageously clever, I know. Anyway, she said yes. We stayed up after that and watched the sun rise some hours later. (Her idea.) It was really good.
- The biggest thing was when she broke up with me about two weeks later. I don't know, maybe I seem more amusing across an IM connection. I actually dreamed about her today. Maybe that's why I'm writing, really. You know from your own experience, I'm sure, how emotions sometimes seize you in dreams, magnified many times over what they have any right to make you feel. Nightmares that scare much more than they should and so forth. When I dreamed of her today, it hurt so bad that it actually woke me up. Can't remember the last time a dream did that.
The insult with the injury is that I feel like such a moping sot for not being over her. She let me go. And it didn't take very long. I should be prank calling her or something, and be all like "Uhhhmmmm, nnnooo... Who eeez theeez 'Bri-yen'?" when she asks if it's me. Not be sitting around wanting her back in my life. Not turning on the IM every now and then just hoping she'll send me a message. It's pathetic, and I know that. Doesn't stop me from sinking back into a confused roil of emotions once or twice a day.
This semester isn't looking much better. kylej won't be coming back to school, at least for now. delmoth graduated and ain't living around here. My awesome roommate Ryan is studying abroad in Ireland, and I'll be rooming with a guy I don't know. Oh, total lulz, maybe I'll be able to focus on grades again with no distractions.
Sooooo... I guess the macro picture of my life sucks when I look at it. And yet day to day I'm basically happy. Oh I know, it seems unaccountable. At a guess, a mere guess, I would attribute such stoicism in the face of unthinkable hardship to being completely fucking awesome.
One last thing. The other thing that had me down at times last semester was the feeling that I was slowly but surely becoming a failure by neglecting to write. Feel free to nudge me or whatever that new option is if I go for a week without posting. Thanks.