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| Wednesday, February 26, 2003 kinda bored right now. i dont really wanna do my homework, mostly 'cause it sucks. wait, no, entirely 'cause it sucks. i'm just waiting to hear from the USC School of Cinema Television now... kinda anxious. not much happened today. not much happens any day. i want a girlfriend.... any offers? no? yeah, i didnt expect anything. i really dont know what else to write about, so i guess that'll do for today.
Tuesday, February 25, 2003 i guess i should write something on this thingy. not too sure what to write, so i'll ramble on and on. i should probably tell other people the address of my blog so that someone besides hannah'll read it (HI HANNAH!!!!!!). i wanna go to disneyland. i like dixieland music. i realized the other day that after my parent's generation is gone, the old movie channels on tv, like amc and tcm, will have no audience, and will probably be killed. that's not good. i like old movies. old music too. mrs. sammis (my calc and physics teacher, yes, i have her for two classes...) was talking about how weird it is when your parents die. i sat in class thinking about that; very strange. i guess nobody can truely get a feeling for something, having not experienced it, but... i dont know, it was strange. ok, i'm done talking (typing...) about that. there are so many cool words for a movie: flick, film, picture, motion picture, show, talkie, cinema... i guess that's all i can think of. errr, of which i can think. hey kids, never end your sentences with a preposition! what else to write? how about a poem. i'll ask hannah for a type. ok, looks like it's gonna be a limmerick, wait no, a sonnet. what type dammit?!!!!! well, looks like it's gonna be both. nope!!!!!! screw it! I JUST GOT MY ADMISSION LETTER TO USC!!!!!!!!!!!! hahahahahaha! that's so great. ahhhh, i feel better. ok, enough writing for now
Monday, February 24, 2003 well, i finished my project... well, kinda... but yeah. it really feels good, 'cause, basically, that was the biggest thing i'm doing this semester (that i know of so far), and that means that my year is basically done. ahhhhhhh... got my car back today, that's fun. hmmm, what else? bought some movies: The Maltese Falcon, Singing in the Rain, and my favorite, A Clockwork Orange. i almost bought the Stanley Kubrick collection, but it was $200, so, that didnt happen. i hate it when blogs are "this happened, and then this happened, etc," but i guess that what i just did... heh, i'm such a moron. i think i'll write a haiku: I bought some movies, Now I have more stuff to watch With Hannah and Matt. wow, that was inspiring! how about a real haiku now: The rain is falling Trickling down from the sky To the cold, blue street. awww. can you guess what i'm gonna say?! i'm a poet and i already knew it!!! ok, i'm in a poetic mood, how about a limerick. this is one i thought up in fifth grade, entitled "An Ode to Loreana Bobbitt" There once was a man named Enis, Who liked to look at Venus, When in came his wife, Who was carrying a knife, And decided to cut off his... now that's just silly! alright folks, i've had enough of this nonsense...
Sunday, February 23, 2003 still doing my project. i kinda like this blog thing, it lets me ramble on and on. you know what sucks? lacking a backbone, that really sucks. i like this girl, and i know for a fact that it probably wont go anywhere (heh, "i know for a fact that it probably..."?! geez, who taught me how to write?!), 'cause i lack the spine to say anything. great, just another friend. i guess it's not so bad, cant have to many friends, but gee-golly, she's pretty swell. i wish i lived in the '50s, it was so much cooler, well, except the whole mccarthyism red-scare stuff... heh. where are all the white women at?!
Saturday, February 22, 2003 well, a lot has happened in the past month i havent written in here, but i really dont want to get into it because it's annoying to write about and because i have a project to be doing right now. which reminds me, here i am, doing this stupid project about baroque music (which is fantastic music, but i'd rather listen to it than write about it), and The Maltese Falcon just started in the other room! i cant stand that. i mean, i can hear it!!! so anyway, i really dont know why i'm writing here, cause only hannah know's the address (hi hannah... Panthers, MEOW!!!), and it's not like anybody else is gonna read this, so i might as well just be iming her... so yeah, problems with mel lately. dont really wanna get into it, but we broke up eight months ago, and she's just now trying to get over me, even though she doesnt like me, and she thinks i'm gonna leave her, which i have no plan of doing. all because i like a girl. oy, what a headache. i mean, i love her and all, but i have to put up with a lot of shit. i dont really mind though, 'cause she's mel, and i love her. i wish my name was Sam Spade, that's super-fly...
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