Movie Review #1

The Curious Case of Benjamin Button

I was really looking forward to this movie. It came from the director of Fight Club and Se7en (both phenomenal movies) along with Zodiac (supposedly good, but I haven't seen it). The preview made it look epic, emotional, beautiful, amusing, and extravagant. It lived up to some expectations but fell short on others. Here's my quick synopsis:

TCCOBB felt like a mixture of Forrest Gump and Big Fish. It had the story structure of both, following a person as they grow up over the decades and told by a dieing narrator (like Big Fish). It was a movie about history almost as much as it was about Mr. Button, though the historical narrative was more contextual. It's biggest fault though? Even though it took from both movies, it wasn't as gripping as either. The chemistry between Brad Pit and Cate was nonexistent. The characters tried to be round but never changed all that much. I didn't care about Cate's character at all. I felt zero attachement to her and didn't care if she had died at the beginning of the movie. She tried of be like Jenny of Gump and failed entirely. If that one relationship between the two main characters had worked and if I had actually cared about it, the movie would have been amazing, but because the movie was so based on that relationship and because that relationship failed so miserably, the movie was merely okay.

A few quick tips for the director: Get rid of Brad Pitt. He's great in your other movies, but you should have chosen a no-name. The entire movie I felt like I was trying to figure out how they were going to make Pitt look younger or older. If they had picked a no-name, I would have ignored the obvious special effects and probably would have viewed Benjamin Button as a relatable person rather than Pitt with special effects. Next, get rid of Cate, already told you why. She just didn't work in this movie. Finally, cut about a half hour out of it. Preferably of the middle. The relationship with the swimmer was useless and uninteresting.

Some quotes from other reviewers that I agreed with:

• "Not nearly curious enough."
• "...has all the features of greatness except the magic."
• "Its failures are spectacularly highlighted by its overwhelming ambition."
• "It works - kind of - but it takes its sweet time in getting there and leaves little behind truly worthy of remembrance."

And finally... 

• "It's like a box of chocolates, but with hollow centers."

Potential based on Preview: 10/10
Actual movie: 6.5/10

SO MUCH DANG RAIN

Seriously. It won't stop raining. It's absolutely nuts. I don't even remember when it started. I remember finally being done with exams around the 5th and it raining the day after until now, maybe one or two days of break. It's been awful and nasty and rainy and crappy outside. I hate it so dang much. It's supposed to keep raining through Saturday also. Supposedly Sunday will clear up, but I have trouble believing that. Rain destroys any motivation I have too. I have stuff I should do and need to do but all I want to do is to sit in front of various entertainment screens. It's actually been worse than this summer was, if that can be believed.

Watching Dimitri Martin right now, and he literally just said this:

"I used to get bummed when it rained, but then I realized it's God's way of washing off hippies."

I laughed, that kind of helped, but it's still effing rainy.

Next negative topic: I woke up sick this morning. Sore throat. I was supposed to go work out for the first time in a few weeks, grab lunch, be productive, etc. Nope. I was sick. And it's gotten worse as the day has gone on. I've been taking Zicam, Sudafed, Excedrin (had a headache or two throughout the day), cough drops, vitamins (to boost the immune system), juice, whatever. I feel like I'm taking too much, but I feel like I need it all and I seriously want to kill this sickness. Hopefully sleeping tonight will make it somewhat better. There's a tacky sweater party tomorrow night over at Cathy, Tasha, and Katy's place, like 60 people going, and I actually planned a lot as to what I'm going to wear, bought a dirty santa gift, etc, so if I'm took sick to go to that it'll stink. Bah.

This was negative tonight, sorry, oh well.

I seriously cannot wait for Unveiled. Oh my goodness. I'm always more excited for it than I have for Christmas. Is that weird? It's always so much fun. Seriously, I can't wait. That's what I'm looking forward to right now - that and not being sick anymore.

Cholera, a World Away

When I was in middle school my family decided to join up with World Vision in supporting a child overseas. Honestly, I don't remember the little boys name who we "adopted" (it's a weird African name), but we've been getting photographs of him, updates on his schooling, and drawings/letters from him a few times a year since then. This August we got the same packet we always get - some drawings that he drew, an update and a writeup from the person who is "in charge" of his World Vision Supported School in Zimbabwe, and a picture of him. One issue though - the picture wasn't of him. It was as obvious as can be, it was NOT him. The drawings were 10x better than his previous drawings. Everything about it just seemed wrong.

I didn't know about this until a few weeks ago, but Mom and Dad have been worrying for a while. They of course called World Vision up. It could be a clerical error of course, paperwork could have gotten mixed up, who knows. World Vision responds and is extremely concerned. Apparently this very very rarely happens (but it has happened). They express concern and put forth an effort to track down the child. We don't hear anything. We call back, they say that they have had a hard time tracing. We decide it'd be a good idea to look stuff up in the news. As it turns out, the crazy election stuff over there apparently hasn't been good for mission organizations. In July, World Vision and many other organizations are kicked out of the country by the "president" who is trying to keep power even though he lost the election. We put pieces together and figure that is probably why we haven't heard anything.

Okay, so when I find out about all this a few weeks ago, we start hearing news stories about Cholera in Zimbabwe (actually, we are just reading news stories online, U.S. news channels never has any news related to any actual world issues). 50 something deaths, a few hundred others sick, all from around the exact area of Zimbabwe that our child is from. Obviously we are worried. World Vision is kicked out, Jimmy Carter wasn't even let in the country when he wanted to help a few weeks ago, and now Cholera. What is going on? Just today I saw another news update about Zimbabwe (from BBC World, man, I hate that America cares only about itself with news!). 978 people have now been killed. And we still don't know anything about our child.

So what's this all about? I don't know. Just keep Zimbabwe and our child in your prayers. A world away has hit home. It's also a throwback for me this summer when BBC World News is the only thing I ever watched on TV, and Zimbabwe was always the top story. World Vision may be back in the country now, I don't know, they usually don't post news stories about mission organizations going into countries, mostly just when they are kicked out. But pray that World Vision will be let back in. I'd like to get a picture of him on here, but I don't have one.

Yep, so that's what's on my mind right now after seeing that most recent 978 death news story.

Little things that still amaze me

Stars. When I'm out in the country, the sight of milky way is astounding. But even when I walk outside in Huntsville and I can see Orion's Belt (and Orion!), I'm happy.

Blue skies. Today there was a blue blue sky. I didn't really pay attention to it until I left the library - the cold outside hit me, and the clear blue sky met me. Gorgeous.

Yep... I've always liked both, but I like both even more this year.

Swords for 500

I've said the s-word (you know, the s-bomb, the 4 letter curse word that starts with the letter s, you know, shit) more times today than usual. Always loud enough that it's possible someone heard, but I'm really just talking to myself. A bad moment causes a good reaction that always adds a bit of fluff to how I feel when the bad thing happens. Yep. Good stuff, sometimes it's just one of those days where audibly saying how you feel does make you feel better. Even if someone is shocked and offended. How DARE he! Oh, I dare. I dare.

So after CRU tonight, I basically got back home as quickly as I possibly could. Just one of those days once again. I became sick of people. I do that a lot. I rarely get sick of individuals (hah, well, sometimes I DEFINITELY get sick of a few individuals), but groups of people... groups of people are something I get sick of quickly. Sometimes I enjoy it, sometimes it improves my day, sometimes it's lots of fun. But some days it is just too much. I have to get away. I want to get away more than I want to say "hello" or "goodbye" to a good friend that may be there. I just need to escape back into my own world. Sometimes that's motivated by anger, frustration, just being pissed off, while others I'd rather just do nothing than something. I'd rather watch a movie by myself, close my eyes and listen to music, organize and clean, do something that doesn't involve anyone. So today, after being around people constantly from 9:00am to 10:30pm, I realized I was done. I couldn't take anymore. Yes, I was frustrated and angry. But it was a cullmination of things. I would rather have done nothing from 6pm on to be honest... but sometimes life doesn't give us that option! So when I get an option, I take it, and I'm gone.

And now, I go. Tomorrow has a lot in store. I'll probably skip Linear (it's the day after a test, so whatever, I gift myself with skip sometimes), go to Statics at 12:45, do homework non-stop from 2:00pm until it's done, then get home for Mom's birthday. My goal is to finish all my main responsibilities before I head home for the birthday. I better. I have to.

Goodnight.

Origins

I've had an online journal since about 10th grade. Actually, let's see, since Friday, April 11, 2003. So second semester of 10th grade. The journal actually still exists (http://www.xanga.com/breadman86), but read it at your own discretion. I probably shouldn't have advertised it just now... you'll get to see how crazy I really am, or have been in the past! I had various websites between about 7th grade (when I discovered the beauties/atrocities of this great internet) and 11th or 12th grade that I updated with posts/opinions, but they are all gone now. I got tired of paying for hosting. Too bad. Plus, the sites didn't scale so well as new browsers came out.

I ended up switching to blogger a few weeks ago after I realized I had more than 1 friend using it, found it to look better, and be overall less messy than what xanga has become. Also, xanga doesn't auto-publish to facebook like it used to for some reason, while blogger does. Nice. Since the big switch, I've been updating more than in the past.

Okay, so what is this place? Why do I have it? What's with the name and the quote at the top? Why should I bother reading anything you have to say? Why do you keep calling it a journal and not a blog?

One at a time! So many questions!

First. . . it's just a place I come to type. That's also the answer to the second question. I'm a slower hand-writer, and I have atrocious handwriting. This is quicker. I can type almost as fast as I can think (yeah, I'm fast, and I'm not humble). Also, I feel that writing is a good way to clear the mind. Sometimes something is bugging me like mad and I have no one to talk to about it, so I'll vent in a journal. I'll write opinions, annoyances, what I did that day, really just whatever I feel like writing.

Now, the third question. The name, "A Hurricane Through Me," comes from a song by Third Eye Blind called "Wake for Young Souls." It's on the playlist to the right if you care to listen. I chose it because I just like the line, "Let the truth blow like a hurricane through me." Really, there's nothing else special about it. I'd just like to think that my mouth/mind/fingers aren't spouting lies all the time. I'd like to think that what I say is true, whether it's spiritually true, whether I'm speaking honestly about myself, whether my opinions are based off of fact, etc. I try not to hide behind lies, try being the key word. The quote at the top comes from "Mrs. Potter's Lullaby" by Counting Crows. It's also on the playlist. I put it up there because I like the line - sure, I believe in shooting for the stars, following dreams, etc, but sometimes it's humbling to look up at a starry night sky and realize how small we really are. It makes doing big things on this Earth seem like less of an impossibility.

Why should you read this? I don't know. If you're a nosy person I suppose you should. If you're a friend who just wants to know what's going on you might want to. Or you can be one of those people that just reads one interesting thing and never comes back. I don't suppose I really care. I didn't make this for other people (for the most part). I made it for me. It's a load off my mind. But it's also here for other people and I'm definitely not opposed to people coming, reading, commenting.

And finally, I call it a journal and not a blog because I hate that word, "blog." It's awful. It sounds like some sort of green-goo prank that gets played on adults on Nick Jr (Hah! She got blogged!). They are journals. Online journals. Public, online journals. POJ. I just made that up, how... not really creative.

I suppose that's all.

Oh, and if this gets published to facebook and you're like, "what the heck, I don't see a playlist on the right," it's because you're not actually at the journal. To get there, go to http://hurricanethroughme.blogspot.com/ . Yep.

That is all.

He Looka Lika Man

A single man no less.

I went to the grocery store today to pick up a few things I was missing, along with a few others I probably didn't need. As I was going along, I couldn't help but think, "Wow... this is such a typical single guys' cart." The hamburger meat and buns didn't cause it to click. The milk after that, followed by ice cream, didn't change my thought process. Nor did the small case of beer. But once I got to the frozen pizzas, I realized, "Man, this is typical, and slightly embarrassing." I almost picked up some stuff for a salad just to look better, but decided it wasn't worth the money and hadn't been on my list (not that ice cream or beer had either).

So I get to the line to check out... had to wait almost 15 minutes. Awful. Anyways, the couple behind me (or male and female friend, or brother and sister, I shouldn't assume) started talking to me (rare occurrence in a grocery store for me) and started commenting on how typical my cart looked. It was, I admitted, a little too typical. The girl commented that if she hadn't been there, the guys list would have been the same. It was an amusing conversation and was a good change from the ordinary. And it was definitely the most male shopping list I've ever purchased.

To pointlessly redeem myself a little...
I went grocery shopping last week and got all the other necessities, including vegetables, salad stuff, spices, other worthwhile stuff.
I only went today because I was out of milk. I got there, decided burgers sounded good for dinner. I saw the ice cream, realized I was out of that also, and I needed to put on some weight for the winter. Saw the beer, decided I hadn't bought or had any for months, so why not. Finally, the frozen pizzas. Well, I'm lazy and don't feel like cooking sometimes, haha.

Now, off to grill up a burger, have some chips and dip, sweet tea, and a small salad on the side (if I'm in the mood!).

10 Reasons Why Republicans need to CHILL

1) Democrats have been freaking out over Bush for the past 8 years. It’s annoying. It’s obnoxious. It’s irrational. I hope we’re better than that, but after last night and hearing some comments, I fear we aren’t. We don’t need another 4 years (or 8) of ridiculously divisive irrational hate for the “other side.” Disagree, fight for what you believe, but chill.

2) Republicans have been stereotyped for a while now as being stupid, naïve, close-minded, and uneducated. You completely back up those stereotypes when you talk about Obama being the antichrist, muslim, communist, godless. You back up those stereotypes when you claim that our country is going to hell. You only back up those stereotypes when you say you want to leave the country (which is interesting, considering the USA is still by a longshot the most conservative country in the world – anywhere else you go is more liberal). You show how close-minded you actually are by assuming that God would only support a republican. Would everyone have updated their status that they were praying like mad for our country if McCain had won? I somehow doubt it. You fulfill every stereotype by freaking out. Stop.

3) The president isn’t as powerful as we make him out to be. He doesn’t control the economy. He doesn’t make laws. Basically every single thing both McCain and Obama ran on, they don’t actually do. They can influence, but that’s it. If anything, congress is what you should worry about. They pass laws. They make bailouts. They spend the money. They’re the ones that will implement new tax plans, medical plans, social security stuff, education, EVERYTHING. All the president does is say “yes” or “no” to what comes to him. True, he can also propose legislation – but you can too! You can, right now, right up a law and send it to congress. He has more influence than you do, but that’s it. And as for congress, if you don’t like what they’re doing, the house is up for election every 2 years, so put in new people 2 years from now. 1/3 of the senate is up for election every 2 years as well (they have 6 year terms).

4) If you’re worried about what Obama will pass, don’t worry too much. The really controversial stuff that you may or may not have to fear probably won’t even make it to his desk. Republicans still have filibuster power in the Senate, meaning they can keep any bill they want from going through. Chances are they won’t use it an insane amount (I hope), but I’m confident they will on issues that you’re actually worried about.

5) We don’t know enough about Obama to have any rational opinions on anything. This could be good, this could be bad. Come January 20th, we’ll know more. I have no clue at all how Obama will lead this country – anyone that pretends to know is a fool. Once we see how he actually runs things, you can start making strong arguments, but right now, you really can’t. Every negative thing I know about Obama right now is an assumption based on associations and whatever limited real reporting on him I saw.

6) State and Local government affects your life MUCH more than the Federal Government does. Everyone remember Clinton? I was young, sure, but my family was fine. I lived a good life. My Dad was military, and even considering how much Clinton stopping helping our military, we were still good. No one that reads this can say that having Clinton as their president those 8 years made their life worse. Our country may have gone some directions people didn’t like, but your individual life was barely affected. Vote for mayor, governor, house, senate, license director, judges, etc. They actually do affect your life, your neighborhood, your city. Get good people in there, and the president probably won’t affect you one bit.

7) We have no idea who God supported in this election. Don’t pretend like you know. I don’t even know if God does pick a candidate. He has a plan, and no matter what happens in this world, we can’t mess that plan up. Maybe he wanted Obama! Maybe he would have preferred McCain. Or maybe neither – maybe he wanted Hillary or Huckabee! Who knows! When I went into that voting booth, I knew I wasn’t in control of the fate of our country (and not just because I live in Alabama). I knew I didn’t know who God preferred. I went in there, and to my best judgment, I voted for who I agreed with the most, because I couldn’t know who God wanted.

8) Running for president is different than being president. Being in the senate is different. What am I saying? The President has information that no one else is privy too. We don't know what Bush knows that Obama is about to find out. That could change a lot of things. We have no idea. New information always brings about new plans and new ideas for where our country needs to head. Obama will get that information soon if not already. By being President, by having this new information, he becomes a new person to the point where no one knows what will or won't happen in the future. Okay, so that was a lot like 5, kind of.

9) In 4 more years, if you decide that you “hate” Obama as much as you do now, vote against him. This whole country will get to decide again. 4 years isn’t that long. And who knows? Maybe you’ll vote for Obama in 4 more years! I can’t honestly say that I refuse to. I don’t know what the next 4 years will bring.

10) He is, or will be, President of the United States. A position of honor, power, high esteem, respect, and a lot of history. He is your, he is my president, he is our nations president. If you're too narrow minded to get through other problems you have, at the very least remember this one.

In closing: Chill. Calm down. Think rationally. Quit confirming bad stereotypes. Learn more about your government and our system of checks and balances. And get your news from a variety of sources (even I don’t just listen to talk radio and watch Fox News – though I enjoy both)! Most of all, I’d have to say my greatest recommendation is to learn as much as you can about issues. Without that, I hate to say it, but your opinion hardly counts.

Finally, I just wanted to say that I voted for McCain. I voted for Bush in 2004 (and I don’t regret it). But I’m honestly really excited for January 20th. I’m extraordinarily curious about Obama as president. I really want to know what kind of a president he will be. Also, I think it’s absolutely fantastic that we’ve come far enough to elect an African American president. It’s historic, and I’m pretty proud to be an American today.

Remnants of Another World

What world? Hah, I'm still confused about that and what I can and can't say...

The past day I've been fairly bombarded with little reminding ques of this past summer. More so than usual. I got on gmail to find a support letter from a friend I met telling me about what she's doing, with 2 pictures included. That was awesome, I've been anxious to hear about what she's been up to. I always have a 2000+ picture slideshow running as my screensaver of the summer, but I rarely get to see it because I'm usually not there... but today taking a nap I woke up, saw the screen, and sat through about 10 minutes worth. Tonight, Dan's small group came over to hang out and one of the girls in it is from Hong Kong. She came in my room and started pointing at some stuff I bought and scolding me for spending too much on it, testing to see if I knew how to use chopsticks, etc. A few hours later, I randomly played chess, for the first time since I bought it, with Anna and got beat. Now everyone is gone and the day is over, and reminders are still floating in my head.

Wonderful... but not wonderful. Mostly wonderful. I live here. Sometimes I try not to live here... close myself off, watching 1 too many movies in a week, engross myself in stories, both fiction and non, while avoiding my own story. Then I remember that this summer was my story. And just because I'm not someplace that I deem to be cool doesn't mean that my story has to be dull and boring and not worth talking about. I'm here and it's good.

Painfully cold!

Yet incredibly real and amazing!

Last night, we had a little event on campus called Converge. It's become a yearly, poorly planned, lame excuse to get all the Christian organizations at UAH to come together for an hour or two of worship, speaker, and hanging out. An attempt at unity.

But last night was great. We weren't able to get any big rooms on campus, so we had to go outside by the University Center and do the event at the Slab. It was 34 degrees outside. About 150 people showed up, split pretty evenly between CRU, BCM, and RUF. And it actually felt slightly unifying, unlike most past attempts. We were one group. And I think the cold that we were so worried about ended up being the best thing for us. We were ALL cold. It's a small thing really, but it's a shared feeling.

Personally the past few weeks I've been living my life pretty numbly. And I've repeatedly acknowledged it and I've known what I should do to change it, but I haven't done crap. Last night was another nudge forward, and I thank the cold. I stood there with my only warm clothes (a UAH hoodie, jeans, and a light jacket) running the computer in the back, and as painful as it was, actually feeling cold was great. Feeling cold, looking up at the stars above (as many as you can see in Huntsville I suppose), looking out at 150 people that rarely interact, and worshipping... it really was a great night. And to put icing on the cake, nothing went wrong all night!

Yep... thank you God!

Next time (and there WILL be a next time), we're going to plan the event better, put more into it, and actually advertise. We really didn't start planning last night until last week which is crazy. I'm looking forward to next time.

And now, I'm hoping today will be just as good. I started it off by skipping class 1 (good or bad decision, I don't know), watched a funny movie with Dan, ate some leftover pizza, rushed to class 2 and arrived late, got a decent test score back, took an easy quiz, then came back here. And now I'm free. Completely and totally free. I have stuff due, but those things aren't due until next Tuesday at earliest. It's fantastic. The month of October is always a month hell school wise, so I'll appreciate any glimmer of light I can get, even if it gets snuffed an hour from now! Which it better not, by the way. Don't you dare snuff it.

A Rant: Lightening the Mood

Don't. And if you must, then delay. I'm having a hard time thinking of any situation where lightening the mood is a good idea.

Life issues... a bad day, a death, an illness, some kind of deep sorrow - do you really think you're helping things by making a joke or are you just showing your true colors as a shallow person who can't handle anything of any emotional worth? Keep in mind, I'm talking about "moods," the emotional feeling in wherever location you are. If a buddy is upset and needs their spirit boosted, go right ahead, nothing wrong with that, but that isn't the same thing as lightening a general everyone-is-feeling-it mood. Certain situations require certain emotions - fighting that trend is worse for you than accepting it and dealing with it.

What brought this on?

Last night the small group I'm in came over and we watched a few more episodes of Band of Brothers. If you don't know what that is, it's an HBO miniseries based on the true story of a company of soldiers from training to the end of the war. It's harsh, it's violent, it's upsetting, and it's REAL. Sure, they are actors, the cameras weren't there to catch it, but what you're watching is a pretty strongly accurate representation of what these men went through. At the very start of each episode, just to hammer home the reality of it all, the elderly men whose stories are being told do short little interviews.

Okay, so I'm an art appreciator and a history appreciator. That's affected my feelings on the whole thing. But guys in the small group could NOT stop making little cracks and jokes about the situations. There was a scene with a few American soldiers cresting a hill to find a battalion of Germans on the other side. A battle commences, with the Americans turning the whole thing into a turkey shoot. Sure, be happy while you watch it that we're succeeding. But LAUGHING, outloud, during the whole thing? Are you that uncomfortable with emotion? Every scene that turned off the music and sound effects to just emphasize the reality of it all, to increase the emotional effect, was met with a joke to break the mood. No. Just NO.

A) It's disrespectful. It's a show, yes, but it was real. People died. Germans, Americans, they were all people with families. This isn't Shoot Em' Up or Dawn of the Dead. You're not watching this to be entertained by blood. If you are, you have more emotional problems you need to work on.

B) It's art. As someone who likes to make movies every now and then, who loves to watch them, and loves to read a good book or hear a good story, I know something. The person telling the story (in whatever medium they choose to do it in) is trying to bring you on both an emotional journey and tell you a story. You're skipping out on half of your meal, and spitting in everyone else's, by trying to take out the emotion.

C) I don't have a C. But I'm unnecessarily fired up about this. I don't enjoy watching movies with a lot of friends anymore. If Dan has people over to watch something, a lot of times I avoid that room, even if it's something I like or have wanted to see. Actually no - especially if I like it or want to see it. I've gotten too anal about it. I care more about the emotion that the forms of art give me than actually hanging out with people.

Is that a problem? Part of me thinks it is, part of me thinks I could be overreacting and it isn't a problem and it's just a personality trait. I just get sick of the shallowness of it all sometimes though.

It's late. Sleep time.

A relationship I can never keep...

I don't get it. I try, I nurture, I love, I protect, and I rarely ever forget (except for this summer... sorry). But it just doesn't work out. It never works out. For a few weeks it'll work, maybe even a few months if I'm lucky. But there is always an end, always a break. Is it me? Is it them? I feel so lost and I'm sick of starting over! And I never know who to talk about it with, I feel like no one cares when I bring it up. It sounds pretty shallow I guess, but whatever, I don't care anymore. I have to be open.

I have horrendous luck with sunglasses and I just can't ever seem to be able to do anything about it. Ever.

I was HOLDING a pair today as I walked into the library to do some HW - both of which are things I do quite rarely. Holding them. That's it. Not squeezing, nothing. All the sudden I feel something snap and fall. Half of the ear-rest-part-thingy fell off. Just broke off.

This has been happening since as long as I've been buying my own pairs of sunglasses, which was sometime in High School. I've gone through about 3-4 pairs a year. I've had 3 month periods before with 4 pairs of sunglasses alone. I set them down and they break. I hold them and they break. Every so often I'll do something stupid like sit on them. This year alone I've already gone through 4... and now I need to buy a 5th. I killed two last spring, then someone else sat on one back in early May. My favorite pair of all time was lost about 5 or 6 times on summer project (and reappeared or weren't stolen waaayyyy too many times) until finally in Beijing I set them on the bedside table and they broke. First night in the dorms freshmen year they broke by being set on a bedside table also. Luckily in Beijing though, I had a spare I brought with me - I knew my bad luck so I flew over with 2 pairs. Those finally bit the dust about 2 and a half hours ago.

So here I am. Alone in this bright bright world, afraid to look into the sky, afraid of being blinded. Okay, so I exaggerate a bit. Honestly though, I have some pretty sensetive eyes. For as long as I can remember I've been ridiculously sensitive to light. It could be an overcast day and I'll be squinting when I go outside. Sometimes I feel like I should wear them inside depending on the level of light in the room. Weird, huh? Someone with sensitive eyes shouldn't have such horrible sunglass luck.

Okay, so tomorrow I'll probably need to go buy another pair. I've never owned anything more expensive than $15... maybe that's my problem... but I'll probably just buy another cheap pair.

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I've decided that just because this blog is fuggly, it doesn't mean I should wait to write on it until it gets fawesome (made that one up, how creative am I?). I feel good about that decision.

My brain is mush.

Well, maybe, it depends how lazy I get. Not pleased with the look/layout/color scheme... I'm torn between bright and happy and subdued and serious. Also, I don't like the layout options they give me. I went into the HTML and messed with some things but yeah, blah, didn't care to do too much.

I had something I was going to say... but homework + Talladega Nights in the background has turned the brain to mush.

If anyone has any tips of things to add to this to make it more interesting, do let me know. I did xanga since 2003, but blogger and its ins and outs is fairly foreign.

So... I guess that's it!

fhwgwgads

There is nothing to see here. Move along. Working on layouts, colors, pictures, stuff like that... maybe I'll finish it someday. But not today. No, not today...