Random, meaningless entry.
So its the end of June here in Orlando. Summer B has started, and it's looking promising. Sport Psych is a great class, my professor's all yeah I've only lectured for an hour, but yeah I'm done and there's no class tommorow. It's the good life. These classes don't look difficult at all, which makes me happy. My GPA could always use an easy boost. The work level isn't difficult at all, easy to handle, the six weeks will fly by.
In two weeks I move into my new apartment with Tara, Jess and A-M. I'm so excited! And we are very much anticipating our visitors in October, haha, we've got some seriously fun things planned for them.
We've been shopping for furniture and stuff, just exciting as you can believe it to be. Tommorow I'm going mattress shopping with Heather, she'll be in charge of haggling the guy at the store, it'll be fabulous.
I saw Farhenheit 9/11 last night. Extraordinary. Of course, Michael Moore tends to be over the top on some of his parallels, but I think that is a crucial element of the film. His tactic I believe was rather to stir the viewer into going WTF, rather than being all here's how to fix this problem. He just wants the American public to be outraged at the course of the past few years. I mean I'm no big supporter of Bush at all. I think he's a goon, but I love my country, and I am thinking that this country has truely deviated from its intended course. The movie did piss me off at points, but more or less the anger I felt was the motivational kind that makes me long desperately for a change in my government (thank the lord that it is an election year). But back again to the movie, I found myself crying at the interviews with the soldiers in the US military, maybe I have a bit of a soft spot, who knows. I definitely cried when one soldier in Iraq admitted that when you are at war and you take another life, no matter the cause, part of your soul dies. He said it like his own soul had been slowly dieing. It was heart-wrenching. All these men and women just want to come home. They admit that it's letters that keep them alive, and all are so exhausted, in a mental exhaustion that leaves me to wonder if any of them believe in 'the cause' anymore. I know I never believed in the reasons to invade Iraq, but that's my own personal opinion. And I suppose we'll never really know what the soldiers think, until its all over.
My other movie of the week was finally seeing Requiem for A Dream. That movie was incredible, and incredibly disturbing. If you ever wanted to see a truly accurate portrayal of drug use, this is it. No glamour to this one at all, its gritty, and dark and miserable (gritty and dark in the Fight Club sort of way, nothing is glossed over at all, and you may need to watch this film the same amount of times). The main characters end up in jail, in a mental hospital,as an amputee (he lost his arm because his heroin tracks became infected), and as a prostitute to feed her addiction. And its not just heroin, but also 'script drugs as well. It is utterly sad. I think it is something that should seriously be shown to high school kids, seeing it made me never want to touch a drug ever. Its just so disgusting, its truly a movie that fucks you up. Just leaves you going WHAT IN THE CHRIST DID I JUST WATCH?! But anyways, I also recommend that film as well.
I guess that's all for now.