| If you ever wondered how I thought, "Hey, why not try doing film?" |
[Aug. 24th, 2006|05:46 pm] |
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| [ | Song obsessing over |
| | Alanis Morisette - Everything | ] |
I was at a point in my life, didn't graduate highschool, trying to obtain the diploma within a High School Diploma program, ( I ended up going and obtaining a GED ) realizing that my desire to be a manga artist in the states was not going to happen. At the simple fact that I couldn't draw. Or atleast I couldn't draw good. Before that, I wanted to be a novel writer, then realized I just can't be that detailed. Before I wanted to be a Comedian... And... I'm not quite sure why I had decided to quit that. I might get back into it, who knows. I had just recently been bitten by the View Askew bug, a sort of delayed reaction as my father and I had bailed on this horrible movie that I can't even recall the title and snuck ( completely my father's doing, I assure you ) into a theater to see Dogma. After that, I had bought Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back on DVD, still not fully into the View Askewniverse, then I caught Clerks on a movie channel via cable. Shortly after that, I'd stroll to my nearest Best Buy and went on Kevin Smith/View Askew shopping sprees.
Out of all the movies, my favorite had to be Clerks. ( And ofcourse the recent Clerks II ) I didn't quite know why. It was so simple. It was a black and white movie with cursing, talking about snowballing, jizzmoppers, and girls fucking dead guys in the store's bathroom. Really, it was about two guys talking. The dialogue WAS the movie. It was raw, clearly low budget, not a lot of action, if at all, and had THE worst fighting scene in movie history, I'm sure.
But I loved it. I fuckin' loved it. ( Out of the two, Randal was my all-time favorite. Such a great character with the best lines ) I quoted the lines, I watched it every chance I got if it was on cable, censored or not. ( ...mostly rooting for not ) It didn't matter that I had the Clerks X DVD, watching it on cable saved me atleast for two hours of complete boredom. But it wasn't only the movie I started to love, but what the movie was. This movie was the first View Askew film, no big budget, and was a do or die situation. And this one did it all and then some. Clerks put both View Askew and Kevin Smith into the Film Industry. Kevin Smith wrote in a blog once, he watched this film, "Slackers" and thought, "... I could do this."
Clerks and Kevin Smith was my Slackers. His movies weren't a desperate grab for money. They weren't littered with Hollywood special effects. It didn't lack stories and characters for action. They weren't forced. His movies were made from a man that simply just wanted to make films. Before this, I never thought of getting into the film industry, or attempt at this point really, "Hell no. A director? Like Spielberg, Luhrman, and Lucas?! Too out of my league, sir. I just write stories, not blockbusters. I sure as hell wouldn't write anything Oscar-worthy. I'm just not that talented." Then I discovered Kevin Smith, and then thought, "... If he's able to write his stories, and just that, his stories... Then maybe I can as well."
My past aspirations. Comedian, writer and manga artist, what drew me to those aspirations remained the same. I wanted to make and share stories I created myself, with characters I created myself. To entertain those around me. To be creative. After thinking this, well... My current aspiration, that I'm determined to follow through on? It just seems natural and logical. |
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| Does not liking 4th of July make me a terrorist? |
[Jul. 5th, 2006|01:18 am] |
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| |  drained | ] |
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| | Utada Hikaru - Nichiyo no Asa | ] |
Now, I'm not planning to blow up the white house or anything like that.... I just don't like the fourth of July that much. Mind you, I'm typing this after I got home from Anime Expo, where the majority of the time, I shopped and shopped and sweat and sweat ( FUCK was it hot ) and all I wanted to do was lay down and sleep ( as I didn't get much of that, really... ) but. It was the fourth of July. Fourth of July. Meaning. Barbecues. People. Family. At the house. Family gathering, oh joy.
Though I decided to take a nap around... 3pm. ...and I woke up at 8pm. Now this would be fine, I'd just lay on bed and whatever, so that my disoriented self could get.... Well. Oriented. But nope. Barbecue. Fourth of July. Dad called me on the cell ( even though he was just in the backyard. Eh. Go figure ) and tells me to come out. So I go out, say my hellos, disoriented as hell. Almost as if under the influence. Which I was. Of sleep. Eh...
Also, I'm not really that big of a fan of the fireworks. And this neighborhood, as does every neighborhood, I'm sure, get the loudest fireworks and all that, and play around with it all week. Even though I can find the humor of it sounding like we're being bombed.... I still find it a wee bit annoying. And distracting. Parents and family get all excited, looking at the fireworks, and sister had dragged me out of the house to do just that tonight. Some were done by boyfriend of sister, the basic of basics fireworks that you've seen year after year. They were nice and all, but all I could think about is when it would be done.
Does this make me unpatriotic? Does anyone celebrate 4th of July really to be patriotic or just an excuse to eat and play with fire? What the hell does it truly mean to be an American, anyway? Seriously? I dunno. I'm just lacking some energy right now, I guess. I just don't really see the point of this holiday. Other than taking time off work/school... I just don't see the point. I admit, there's no real pride in me about where I live. I just feel... That I'm here. No love, no, "I wouldn't live anywhere else" kind of pride. Hell, I'm aspiring to go to Maine for school. But that has more to do with California, I suppose.
So yeah. That's my rant. Woo~
I'll share my "experience" at Anime Expo in my next blog. |
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| An Email to Rockport |
[Jun. 23rd, 2006|03:05 am] |
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| |  calm | ] |
| [ | Song obsessing over |
| | Behind Closed Doors - Rock n Roll Soldiers | ] |
"Dear Sarah Szwajkos," ( Admissions Counselor at Rockport )
"First of all I'd like to thank you for taking the time to reply with my questions. I really appreciate it. I'd be glad to write about my current educational situation, especially if it helps me atleast inch a bit closer to attending Rockport as, the desire to do so has risen even more so after reading the catalogue.
"Well, first off, I unfortunately didn't graduate Highschool with the rest of my class. By the end of my "senior" year ( I was listed as a Junior but it was, indeed, my last year at my school ) I started, to put it simply, not care about school. Not care about highschool to be more exact. Not a good excuse, I know. Childish, maybe, but that was how I genuinely felt back then, and that affected my not graduating. I wasn't welcomed back to my highschool, therefore I started making up credits outside of Westchester Highschool, and I was somewhat glad, to be honest. I never truly liked my school, but now, I sometimes ponder if I would have graduated if I had transfered to another school. But alas, wasted opportunities should not be dwelled upon, but to be learned upon I guess.
"I spent two semesters at El Camino Community College, not as a full-time student but to fulfill my elective credit requirements. Why I spent two semesters instead of one? The first semester, I guess I was still in my highschool mindset and failed my classes. However, in my second semester I "wised" up I guess you could say, and passed with two B's and an A. I was quite proud of the A as, that was a class I had failed in my last semester. I may fall on the ground sometimes, but I'll rise up again.
"After that I attended Centinela Valley Adult School, and was part of the High School Diploma program, where I was given a text book, pages of assignments and was sent by myself to do the work. Although the difficulty was virtually non-existant, the boredom of doing the same thing over and over got to me everyday. I started to become restless when it came to school, and I felt my old Highschool self coming forth yet again. I hated it. Because of this, my progress in the program slowly declined. Family members started to loose faith in me reaching the goal of completing the program, which in turn sort of made me loose faith in myself.
"A realization came to me then. I was 19, and was stuck in this educational purgatory of sorts. Not a highschool student, yet not in anyway prepared for College. Stuck in between, just drifting. I didn't want to drift anymore. I recently took the GED tests, and I'm still awaiting the results of the testing. I want to move forward. I want to go forward to something that I want so much. To have that passion most have chasing after their dream. And that's what led me to the Rockport College site, and led me to a desire to attend.
"This email is probably more than expected. Maybe I'm over-glorifying my situation, but.... I feel that is my situation. Over-glorified or not, that is my situation. I guess I'm still in the stage where I can't use past tense when referring to it. But I hope to do so soon. I'm open to any suggestions you would offer me. I welcome it, entirely. I'll even welcome calling me a silly girl for possibly overdoing this email. Heh. I probably am.
"Regarding my experience... All that I have done so far is work on the basics of basic, Windows Movie maker and recently went into Adobe Premiere Pro to make simple montages for shows, more like music videos, I guess? I need a lot of help as I've never taken a class for Premiere Pro or to make videos. All I've done is self-taught. Most of my videos are located at: YouTube link 1
"If that doesn't work: YouTube link 2
"I would very much like to recieve a DVD of samples of past student projects. Quite interested in that, actually. My address is:
"_________
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______________"
( You didn't think I'd put my real address in a blog, did you? )
"Again, thank you so much for replying to my earlier email. It may sound a bit corny, but I truly do appreciate it.
J.Yvette."
Note: Some of the email was removed in this blog. Just unneccesary parts. I left in the Youtube links hoping to get more views. You'd do the same. |
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| What if.............. I met Gackt. |
[Jun. 7th, 2006|04:54 pm] |
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Allright, I'm gonna tell you right now. If you're a Gackt lover, love him to pieces and all that... Do no read. I repeat. DO. NOT. READDD. And for the rest of you, this happened while talking to a friend of mine that shares the same views as me as the J-Rock singer. =D ( If you've read my last two interviews, Gackt is played by Mishkin. ) This discussion and a bit of roleplay started when I read this. The first story there, can't miss it. and ofcourse sent the link to Mish.
Mishkin
age unknown. XD
J.Yvette
I know, I laughed at that, too
Mishkin
He used to think he was like 400 years old or something.
J.Yvette
Yonekura Ryoko ( 30 ) Gackt ( 400 ). Rockin' the cradle, is he? XD
Mishkin
ROFL. XDDD
J.Yvette
XD!
Mishkin
JUST A LITTLE. I wonder if even she knows how old Gackt is...
J.Yvette
..... I wonder that as well... Shit, that'd be the first question I'll ask if I ever cross paths with him....
[ Both Mishkin and J.Yvette ponder and the scene slowly fades into Japan, where, indeed, J.Yvette is face to face with the one and only... "Gackt" ]
J.Yvette
Excuse me, Gackt-dude-chick-whatever. ... How OLD are you?! And not that bullshit 400 age, either.
"Gackt"
...
[ Wind blows ]
J.Yvette
Well...? Spill!
"Gackt"
... *woooooooosh* ...
J.Yvette
...You realize I could probably break you very easily you being so thin.
"Gackt"
...would you like to see Gakuto Jr.?
J.Yvette
..... That better mean you have a son.
"Gackt"
... *wooooooosh*
J.Yvette
........ Are you..... 40...?
"Gackt"
...do you have any pork belly blocks?
J.Yvette
....are you just making up words in english? I know your english isn't that strong, I've heard your english-speaking songs...
"Gackt"
...shocku desu.
J.Yvette
..... Are you male or female...?
"Gackt"
...should I wear blue sunglasses to the wholesale store?
J.Yvette
YOU'RE AVOIDING MY QUESTIONS!
"Gackt"
Should I? *woosh*
J.Yvette
........ *twitch* GAAH, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?!!! HOW OLD ARE YOU?!! WTF IS YOUR PROBLEMMMM???!!! *CHOKE CHOKE*
"Gackt"
I'M REALLY GOOD LOOKING?!
J.Yvette
NO YOU'RE NOT. AND YOUR ENGLISH SINGING REALLY SUCKS.
"Gackt"
...WHAT
J.Yvette
YOU HEARD ME. AND YOU'RE WAAAAY OVERRATED.
"Gackt"
...THIS ISN'T SO
J.Yvette
OH YES IT IS.
"Gackt"
YOU'RE JUST JEALOUS BECAUSE YOU AREN'T ME
J.Yvette
I'm jealous because I'm not a guy that looks like a girl, who's only popular because he/she says their bi just to make the yaoi fangirls happy? Oooh yeah, I'm jealous, onlynot.
"Gackt"
...here, have some free merchandise.
J.Yvette
...... Don't want it. T_T
"Gackt"
LOOK HERE'S A PICTURE OF ME KISSING EVERYONE IN MY BAND ARE YOU SATISFIED YET.
J.Yvette
Nope. I'm not a yaoi fangirl. So..this does nothing for me.
"Gackt"
...BUT YOU LIKE YURI RIGHT?
J.Yvette
...well, yeah.
"Gackt"
HERE IS A PICTURE OF US CROSSDRESSING. AND BEING WHORES. I CAN SATISFY EVERYONE! I WIN! HAHAHAAAAAAAAAaaaa.
J.Yvette
But you're still guys. This still isn't yuri. So. YOU LOSE.
"Gackt"
NO ONE CARES
[ to himself ]
I'm still the most popular pop icon in the world...
J.Yvette
Overrated~ He's soooo overrated~
"Gackt"
GACKT IS GOOD.
J.Yvette
GACKT IS OVERRATED.
"Gackt"
EVERYONE LOVES GACKT.
J.Yvette
Not really.... I don't.
"Gackt"
ONE AMONGST FEW.
J.Yvette
And the American guys that just think you're weird.
"Gackt"
NO ONE LIKES AMERICAN MEN ANYWAY.
J.Yvette
But ofcourse they do. Otherwise Americans would be wiped out of existence. Oh. Is that too much to understand for you? I know your english isn't good.
"Gackt"
...EVERYONE LOVES ME
J.Yvette
Everyone loves Raymond, actually.
"Gackt"
WHO IS THIS RAYLAND
J.Yvette
... RayMOND. It's a tv show, don't you know anything?
"Gackt"
OH GOD MY HAIR IS ASKEW
J.Yvette
Fix it, ya big baby.
"Gackt"
I need my makeup artists.
J.Yvette
.... You don't know how to fix your own hair?!
"Gackt"
Why would I do a thing like that?
J.Yvette
..... You're useless.
"Gackt"
I'm the best!
J.Yvette
Can you do ANYTHING on your own? Do you pay people to wipe your ass? What?
"Gackt"
Oh I don't need to pay them. They do it on their own.
J.Yvette
.............................. *shakes head* |
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| "I Wanna Be Famous" |
[May. 30th, 2006|04:47 pm] |
You and I
Will see eye to eye
You will soon see
Everything's allright
No need to worry
No need to fear for me
* I wanna be famous
A star on the screen
Everyone will love me
Just wait and see
You'll see me in tabloids, newspapers and T.V
You're all gonna love me
Won't get enough of me
This is what I wanna be-----!
Why do you build me up only to knock me down?
Why do you crush my dreams to the ground?
Why don't you believe when I say
Everything's gonna be okay
Everything's gonna be okay--------!
Leave me be
Let me dream
This is what I wanna be
Nothing short of Oscar winning
* I wanna be famous
A star on the screen
Winning awards and pictures from papparazzi
You'll all love me
Just wait and see
What is this?
You're turnin on me
Redcoat
What's happening?
I thought you'd love me
For eternity
Nothing lasts forever it seems
No matter how many times I'm on the screen
This isn't what I wanna be
Where's the old me?
* I don't wanna be famous
No star on the screen
You're all gonna love and turn on me
Where is the love
That I'm yearning...?
For once, this song isn't about ME. =D |
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| Terrrraaaa~ |
[May. 26th, 2006|09:20 pm] |
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Let's chat! =D |
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| Closin' In |
[May. 23rd, 2006|05:04 pm] |
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"Closin' In"
I can't breathe
I can't sleep
And when I do it's not enough.
Why am I
So tired
And sick of it all
* The walls are closin' in
I don't know what to do
I hear your words
But I just feel more lost
I just want to fuck it all
Until there's nothing left to care about
I hate this feelin'
I'm doing what I should
What I need
But the feeling of want overtakes me
Why am I such a fuckin' loser?
I need to take a step forward
But I end up taking two steps back.
Where is the determination I lack?
Ah.....!
* The walls are closin' in
I don't know what to do
I just want to fuck it all
Leave me be.
( Oh ) Why is this happening to me?
I really want to catch up
To the pace of those around me
But I stumble everytime
Hoplessly watching them disappear
In the distance
Why can't I do this and move on?
Why can't I just mooove oooon?
Oh!
* The walls are closin' inn!
I don't know what the fuck to do!
Just fucke it all!
Fuck it ALL
Fuckin' leave me alone
Leave this place
And never...
Never look back...
Ye-aahh.... |
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| Dear "the pink jump" ..... Fuck you. |
[May. 7th, 2006|05:51 pm] |
Well. I recieved the most interesting email today. From a person simply naming him/herself as "the pink jump" at thepinkjump@gmail.com. He/She would not give a name, or where "else" this person knows me from. Obviously trying to seem bad ass and plainly bash me, this person IS a pussy that doesn't want me to know who this person is and wants his/her privacy.
Fuck that.
That is why I'm putting this up in a blog. Read that, Pink Fuck? Let's get to it, then.
"Subject: Saw you on myspace, and...
I know you elsewhere, but I prefer not to disclose."
Because you are indeed a pussy? Agreed.
"I want to inform you on somethings."
Oh please do.
"It's not just your looks (although they are something to greatly be desired, I think you should look into this place, http://www.fat-forums.com/forums/)"
Ooooh, pulling out the fat card, eh? Sorry to disappoint, but my mother and family pulled that card WAY before you. I know I am fat. I DO own a mirror, and I'm quite aware that I am fat. Whoop-dee-fuckin-do!
"that are a horrible turn off, but your overall attitude in general."
Reeaaallly, now? You must have some sort of contact with me, then.
" You care NOTHING for what anyone else wants to say."
I wouldn't say that.
"You don't even fake it. "
Er...Atleast I'm real? Who the fuck wants to fake it, really? But, to be serious here... For any friends I talk to online that feels this way, that I tune out on your interests that I don't share, it's not of a lack of compassion, it's just... Hm. Just a lack of what to say or to share. It's like.... Talking about a show or a music with someone who obviously loves it, but you personally have had no experience watching and listening. You'll find you have very little to say. I experience that all the time, and I may not have handled that well. To anyone who I've talked to that I made feel bad for that, then I'm truly sorry. But in regards to The Pink Fuck over here? Allow me to give you a general, "Fuck you, pal."
"I can't tell you how many times I've feigned interest in your crap to be nice. "
.....then.... Don't...? It's not that fuckin' hard. Don't like it, don't try to fake anything, just be straight up with me. Doesn't mean shit whatever you said ( whoever you are ) if you're just trying to be nice. You obviously hate me, and in turn, I hate you. So let's just say "Fuck you" to each other and be done with it, don't give me a fuckin' pussy email.
"But when someone wants to talk about what they want, you're like, forget it! They don't share your opinion, they aren't worthy! That's such bullshit and horribly rude. Be polite for once in your life and let other people talk about what they want."
I admit, I ramble at times, but I do generally listen, atleast I think. But hey, if any of my TRUE friends feel that I don't , again, I'm sorry. Not intentional.
"And stop making excuses and do shit for yourself for once. Your parents shelter you? You're fucking 19 years old. You can get off your huge ass (an effort, I know, just practice)"
OOOH SNAP, ANOTHER FAT JOKE! Pfft. I don't need to repeat myself.
"and do things for yourself. Stand up to them. Don't depend on others. Get the hell out of the house, graduate highschool or whatever, and DO something."
Why the fuck do you think I'm going to Adult School to get my diploma for? You seem to act you know me very well, so of COURSE you must have known I am indeed attending Adult School to get my diploma, right? ...wait, you didn't? Then you really don't know me at all? Don't know my parents? Really?
Then shut the fuck up.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted to say that. No idea."
Then tell me who you fuckin' are. Pussy. It's easy to say what you have in your mind without stating your identity, isn't it? Don't do this shit half-way. Fuckin' lame.
"And I can honestly say that I'm not the only one who feels this way."
Reaaally now? Not the only one? Then let them send their emails. Bring it on, bitch.
As I read this email... I still have no fuckin' idea who Pink Fuck is. One name comes to mind, however, if the name matches Pink Fuck.... Heh. It is a person I told off in the past, but damn. That was like..... What? One or two years ago? It takes this person one or two years to come with a comeback, a weak one where he/she is too fuckin' afraid to put their name or how I know them? That's just sad.
Just plain sad. |
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| "(Anti-)Beverly Hills" |
[May. 3rd, 2006|08:48 pm] |
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| |  cynical | ] |
| [ | Song obsessing over |
| | Alexz Johnson - Anyone But You | ] |
Originally by: Rivers Cuomo ( Weezer )
"(Anti)Beverly Hills"
Where I come from, yeah, isn't all that great
My automobile is mostly crap
My fashion sense is plain to see
And my friends don't care about anything like that
No, I didn't go to boarding schools
Stuck up rich kids don't care I exist
That's fine, I ain't like them
Atleast I have my dignity
Beverly Hills? Not where I want to be! ( gimme, gimme )
Anything but Beverly Hills...
Beverly Hills? Roll like a stuck up celebrity! ( gimme, gimme )
Anything but fuckin' Beverly Hills...
Look at all those movie star wannabees
They're all so beautiful like a barbie
When the housemaids work
They make sure they don't steal anything
I never wanna live a life like that
I'd rather just be like me
Take your pictures by the pool
Act like you have a real big thing
Beverly Hills? Not where I want to be! ( gimme, gimme )
Anything but Beverly Hills...
Beverly Hills? Roll like a stuck up celebrity! ( gimme, gimme )
Anything but fuckin' Beverly Hills...
*Spoken*
Truth is? I don't give a fuck.
It's something you're born into.
And thank God I don't belong.
No, I don't - I'm just a no class, beat down fool
That's just me.
So I'll enjoy my life
Never look up to those who play...
Beverly Hills? Not where I want to be! ( gimme, gimme )
Anything but Beverly Hills...
Beverly Hills? Roll like a stuck up celebrity! ( gimme, gimme )
Anything but fuckin' Beverly Hills...
Fuck Beverly Hills, fuckin' Beverly Hills, ( yeah )
Fuck Beverly Hills, fuckin' Beverly Hills, ( gimme, gimme )
Living anywhere but Beverly Hills. |
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| .... Tell me. "Crash" that movie.... It was supposed to be GOOD, right? |
[May. 1st, 2006|11:45 pm] |
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| |  aggravated | ] |
| [ | Song obsessing over |
| | Alexz Johnshon - Anyone but you | ] |
Seriously?
Good?
Like Oscar-good?
........................ Fuckin hell....
I had heard soo many good things about this movie, so when checking the movie channels, and saw that it just started, I went to it, expecting to dazzled by this great story, great cast ( okay, I'll give props to the cast ) and great characters. I expected a damn good movie where I would be glued to the television, going, "Oh shit, this fucker's good," and all that jazz. But the only think I can think was:
".........Fuck, when is this over?"
I don't know, maybe this is just me, but, all I can make sense of this movie, but all I got was, "HEY! LOS ANGELES! GUESS WHAT! WE'RE REALLY STILL RACIST AS HELL! NOT JUST FOR BLACK PEOPLE BUT FOR EVERY POSSIBLE RACE THERE IS!!!!!1111SHIFTONE"
A CHINESE MAN GETS RUN OVER BY TWO BLACK GUYS WHO STOLE THIS WHITE COUPLE'S CAR, FOR FUCK SAKE.
A middle-eastern man, who obviously doesn't know English for shit, after thinking a mexican man robbed his store, goes after him with a gun, and almost kills the mexican's daughter, if not for the english speaking middle-eastern daughter buying BLANK bullets for said gun.
Hell, in the beginning, a black policeman and, not mexican since it was made clear in movie her family is not from Mexico but El Savador or some shit like that, get in a car CRASH and the CHINESE woman in the other car is all, "OMFGWTF MEXICANS CAN'T DRIVE FOR SHIT!" and the non-mexican girl is all, "OMFGWTF BET YOU COULDN'T SEE US COMING WITH YOUR SLANTED EYES, YOU FUCKIN' CHINK!!!" ( Yes, I know I'm probably spoiling the hell out of this movie, but for those of you that HAVEN'T seen it yet.... Don't. Don't. Get a Kevin Smith movie or just...anything else but this. )
..... I ask you again.
Crash.... Is supposed to be a GOOD movie.... Right?
Right?!
There's soo much crap in Hollywood right now. It just depresses me a bit. I mean... I don't want like a complex movie that talks of the meaning of life or any deep shit like that. I mean... I like Kevin Smith films. I like Weezer. It may not be deep, but damn, atleast it's enjoyable. Something I can get into. Simple, but great. All the films I see are either three of the following:
1.) Remakes ( Poseidon, The Shaggy Dog, When a Stranger Calls, anyone? )
2. ) Sequels ( Scary Movie 4, a first in a TRILOGY, Big Momma's House 2, my GOD why did that movie get made?!, Basic Instinct 2, Mission Impossible III, Ice Age 2, etc, etc... )
3. ) Rip-offs. ( Stick it, oh gee sounds a bit familiar like oh I don't know BRING IT ON?!, Aquamarine, too much like Splash for me. A crappy/kiddie version of Splash, but Splash nonetheless, She's the Man, I'm sure there was a movie very similiar to this in the 80's I think. 90's? )
Although the thought that, since these movies did make it, then it's safe to say that the films -I- make will DEFINATELY make it. ....... It still makes me sad, a bit. THIS is the industry I want to get into. .... An industry full of shit.
God, when will Clerks 2 come and save us all? |
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| Interview with a Mishkin. ( WTF is a Mishkin? ) |
[Apr. 29th, 2006|09:09 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  pleased | ] |
| [ | Song obsessing over |
| | Alexz Johnson - Anyone But You | ] |
My second interview in a row! This is getting fun, in my opinion. This time, with Mishkin. =D Go read to find out about what goes in the mind of Mishkin.
( Mishkin's interview )
This concludes the second interview, two days in a row. I feel so damn accomplished. I think it went pretty well, and I'm starting to really like interviewing people. So, anyone reading this would like to give being interviewed a try, I'd be glad to do so. See ya around. |
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| Interview with a Terra. |
[Apr. 29th, 2006|01:41 am] |
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| [ | Song obsessing over |
| | Utada Hikaru - Addicted to You | ] |
Well, I've been reading a lot of interviews of my fave celebs and all that. I always wondered how it would feel to interview someone, but since I am SO not in the know with celebs, I turned to my dearest friends online. The first one to interview? Terra aka drillshot aka, as I knew her, KCF-Yugi. Here is what resulted.
( Read interview here~ )
Hope you all enjoyed that. I personally had a lot of fun, and liked to continue doing this with some other friends if they're interested. XD But, that's still up in the air. |
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| What do I want...? |
[Apr. 27th, 2006|11:59 pm] |
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| |  contemplative | ] |
| [ | Song obsessing over |
| | Rakuen ~Fanatic~Kusao Takeshi ( D.N.Angel ) | ] |
I want to....
Finally get my diploma.
Get my life in order.
Loose some FUCKIN. WEIGHT. SOMEHOW I WILL, DAMN IT.
Finish this damn Within The Heart, Kingdom Hearts and Anime fancomic. I will do this, damn it!
Go to Film School. Preferably Rockport College as to live in Maine for a year.
If accepted at Rockport, durring break between two semesters, a month's worth, live in Boston as noticed a lot of kick ass things and people in Boston, and is four hour drive from Rockport to Boston.
Gain independence.
Know just who the fuck the real me is.
Find love and keep it for atleast a while... ( I'm a pussy )
Visit Canada.
Visit Canada and meet any cast members of Degrassi.
Visit Canada and meet any cast members of Degrassi, singing "Whatever it takes! I know I can make it through!" while taking pictures of their horrified faces.
Try not to hit on Cassie Steele while above statements.
Track down Kris Turner of Instant Star fame and just pet and coo at him for being so damn cute.
Try not to do the same to Cassie Steele.
Try and sing better to fulfill any inner rock star within me.
Be more of a lovable dork than the quiet, anti-social dork.
Generally gain confidence with myself.
Attempt to make films for scripts partially written allready.
Gain confidence for attempt.
Finish scripts.
Finish learning Japanese.
Win fight against parents about learning Spanish before Japanese.
Visit Japan.
Visit Japan and meet Nakamura Shunsuke and Nakama Yukie.
Resist urge to mention a threesome.
Resist urge to hit on either Shunsuke and Yukie.
Try not to fall head over heels for either.
Learn the art of mingling? ( as according to sister is SO important )
Blow off learning the art of mingling. ( Har har )
Attempt to outnumber the amount of friends offline that I have online. ( ....this will be hard )
Attempt Stand-up Comedy again. ( that was so fun. )
Get focused--OOO QUARTE--Er. Focused.
Understand the nature of the Yaoi/Slash fangirls.
Fail to make sense of the nature of the Yaoi/Slash fangirls.
Make a movie making fun of the Yaoi/Slahs fangirls.
Get hated by the Yaoi/Slash fangirls.
Laugh at the Yaoi/Slash fangirls.
Get hit by the Yaoi/Slash fangirls.
Sue the Yaoi/Slash fangirls.
PWN the Yaoi/Slash fangirls.
Make a sequel of Yaoi/Slash fangirl movie.
Laugh.
Note: Some of these are serious. Some are not. Figure out which is which *wink* |
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| "Grasp" |
[Apr. 9th, 2006|11:33 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  creative | ] |
| [ | Song obsessing over |
| | Cassie Steele album: How Much For Happy | ] |
Okay, I am FAR from being a song writer or musician, but for some reason lately, I've attempted at trying to write it, basically about experiences and my feelings...eh. I doubt most of you would read it, nor comment about it. ( Although that would DAMN be appreciated ) But eh. Here you go. Called "Grasp" ( and for those that I showed a previous version, this is a remake, about a certain crush I had back in school. )
"Grasp"
When I saw you in class
I knew it was all over.
You were cute, I decided.
And now I can't look in your way
Without feeling guilty.
You're so close
Yet so far away.
* I'm searchin' for a
GRASP
Of what I wanna tell you, a
GRASP
Of what I'm feelin', a
GRASP
Of what you mean to me
But it seems you'll only like me
In daydreams
Whenever I see you pass my way
My body freezes, my body shakes
My heart aches
Eyes on the ground
And when I finally look up
You're gone.
Why can't I get my head out of the ground?
"Why don't you just talk to him?" my friends tell me.
"What do you have to loose?"
My dignity.
My confidence.
And if it was that easy I'd do it by now.
* I'm searchin' for a
GRASP
Of what I wanna tell you, a
GRASP
Of what I'm feelin', a
GRASP
Of what you mean to me
But it seems you'll only like me
In daydreams
It's torture.
Watching you.
But you never watch me.
Do you even know my name?
I know your smile
I know your laugh
I know your voice
But it's never enough
I want to know
You.
* I'm searchin' for a
GRASP
Of what I wanna tell you, a
GRASP
Of what I'm feelin', a
GRASP
Of what you mean to me
But it seems you'll only like me
In daydreams
I should just talk to you
But whenever I get near my tongue gets tied
Why is this so fuckin' hard?
This is so fuckin' pathetic
I confessed my feelings on paper and gave it to you and left.
What a pussy move.
I'm such an idiot.
I'm a coward.
Why can't I just speak my feelings?
Express with words that I don't just write.
Oh, god, the anticipation is killing me.
Every passing moment without an answer from you
Makes me die inside.
I'm searchin' ( Grasp )
Searchin' .... ( Grasp )
I wanna tell you.... ( Grasp )
What you mean.... To me.... ( Grasp )
But now that...
We're face to face
I know that...
We'll be together
We'll be together
Only in...
Daydreams....
The next day you avoided my gaze
The bell rings
I had to call your name for attention.
Twice.
"Did...you read my letter?" I asked.
You said yes, and then gave me rejection with a smile.
I nod, and say "Okay"
Then look the other way.
Make my exit.
It was a brief love affair
One-sided as hell.
To be honest, I expected it.
No one would love me like how I want to be.
I accepted
I'm not angry nor sad.
Just empty.
Is this how I'll always be?
Always turning the other way after rejection?
I don't like this feeling....
My throat hurts... My vision blurry....
Why.....? |
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| Oh yes, I could post a new blog... |
[Apr. 5th, 2006|08:55 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | geeky | ] |
| [ | Song obsessing over |
| | Sanctuary - Utada Hikaru | ] |
Oh yes, I could post a new blog...
I could post my woes of trying to stay awake in class as of late.
I could post about my anxiousness of an up-coming 2 week spring break coming my way after ending this current week.
I could post about a small conversation with my mother concerning the recent school walkouts, bringing back memories of a walk-out that happened back at Westchester, which was more of a short field-trip than a protest.
I could post about the new mattress I got, which was really my mother's old one that she doesn't need since she got a truly NEW Serta mattress, that replaced the crappy 20-year old ( about as old as me ) mattress that had a hole in which now and then, a spring coil would poke me, and although liking the new mattress, it's higher than I'm used to and the size makes my room feel....smaller.
I could even post about my giddyness of not only the Clerks 2 trailer, but on Friday being Degrassi day on the-n.
But yesterday I got Kingdom Hearts 2.
Bitches.
"My sanctuary, my sanctuary, yeah." |
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| .... I thought we were so happy together.... |
[Mar. 17th, 2006|11:44 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  discontent | ] |
| [ | Song obsessing over |
| | The Starry Sky - HAL ( Angelic Layer ED ) | ] |
My god, we were together for so long. It had to have been close to.... what? Three? Four years? We found happiness together.... Fulfillment, excitement... Creativity... Sure, we had our ups and downs.... But.... I did notice myself feeling frustration toward the other.... Feeling that I couldn't depend on the other. Just as I gave trust to my other.... My other turns around and causes complications before I could save it. But still... Call me naiive if you want, I still believed we had a good kind of relationship. Although we would have our arguements, I thought we would get through it, and rekindle the love we once had, when we first met. The other had been with me through thick and thin. The other knew I appreciated all that the other has given me. We had a close relationship. The other just GETTING what I wanted, and delivered. It felt so natural between us......
But then I just wasn't able to save the damn movie. Microsoft Windows Movie Maker had betrayed and failed me.
After so many years using that program, NOW it decided to just fuck with me and stop saving my movies. But that's okay. I kicked that Little Microsoft Bitch to the curb. And now, I started a new relationship. With Adobe Premiere Pro. We just recently got together, and.... We have some problems, mostly with miscommunication, but, we're starting to get to know eachother, so, that's the important thing, I think. Here's to understanding eachother more, and hoping to have a long, lasting relationship.
Goodbye Movie Maker, my first love. You taught me great things, but eventually.... We just couldn't handle the relationship anymore. I understand that.... We had a good run. Thank you for all you've done for me.
Sayonara. Eternal...goodbye. |
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| Why yes. I AM a Star Wars geek! |
[Mar. 11th, 2006|02:25 am] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | dorky | ] |
| [ | Song obsessing over |
| | Only in Dreams - Weezer | ] |
SakuraSoyokaze: I'm just full of sexual innuendos today
drill shot: Woo? >D
SakuraSoyokaze: XD
SakuraSoyokaze: YOU ENJOY MY PERVERTEDNESS
drill shot: CERTAINLY.
SakuraSoyokaze: XD!!!!
SakuraSoyokaze: YOU ARE NOT SO INNOCENT.
drill shot: I AM TOO. THE MOST INNOCENT. =D *halo*
SakuraSoyokaze: .... I SEE HORNS HOLDING UP THAT HALO. THAT HALO IS MADE OF PLASTIC! =O!!
drill shot: LIES.
drill shot: YOU SEE NOTHING OF THE SORT.
SakuraSoyokaze: *TAKES HALO. INSPECTS* IT SAYS MADE IN CHINA!
drill shot: XD!
drill shot: That's just... um. ABOUT ME.
SakuraSoyokaze: ABOUT YOU?!
drill shot: YES. I WAS MADE IN CHINE.
drill shot: ... CINHA.
drill shot: swtgszrdfy..
drill shot: CHINA.
SakuraSoyokaze: YOUR TYPOS BETRAY YOU.
drill shot: XD ALAS. MY SECRET IS OUT.
drill shot: WAIT. I WAS SPEAKING FRENCH. YES. CHINE.
SakuraSoyokaze: IF YOU WERE MADE IN CHINA WOULDN'T YOU SPEAK IN CHINESE?!
drill shot: ... Perhaps.
drill shot: >>
drill shot: <<
SakuraSoyokaze: and what did you mean by, "ALAS. MY SECRET IS OUT" eh?!
drill shot: NOTHING. NOTHING AT ALL.
SakuraSoyokaze: LIES.
drill shot: I MEANT MY OTHER SECRET,
SakuraSoyokaze: AND WHAT SECRET IS THAT?!
drill shot: I AM YOUR FATHER.
SakuraSoyokaze: .... ...No.... No, no! THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!
drill shot: XD
SakuraSoyokaze: YOU KILLED MY FATHER.
SakuraSoyokaze: OBI-WAN TOLD ME
drill shot: WELL. OBI-WAN IS IN DENIAL, THAT BITCH.
SakuraSoyokaze: XD!!!!
SakuraSoyokaze: YOU ARE THE ONE WHO IS THE BALL LICKER. I MEAN IN DENIAL.
SakuraSoyokaze: ;D
drill shot: XD!
drill shot: OMG. WHUT. HAVE SOME RESPECT FOR DADDY.
SakuraSoyokaze: NO. YOU AIN'T MA REEEL DAD.
SakuraSoyokaze: BITCH.
drill shot: WAH.
drill shot: I'M TELLING ON YOU.
SakuraSoyokaze: TO WHO?!
drill shot: ... MOM?
SakuraSoyokaze: YOU CHOKED HER BEFORE SHE GAVE BIRTH, SHE DIED IN THE HOSPITAL.
drill shot: ... OH. OOPS. YOUR OTHERRR MOM.
SakuraSoyokaze: WHAT OTHER MOM?!
drill shot: ... YODA?
SakuraSoyokaze: STOP LYING. YOU LIAR. WHY DO YOU HAVE TO LIE?!
drill shot: ARE YOU CALLING ME A LYING MCLIARPANTS?
SakuraSoyokaze: ...... YES.
drill shot: ... OH. EMO.
drill shot: [/caps abuse] XD;;
SakuraSoyokaze: XD!!!
drill shot: XD!
SakuraSoyokaze: DOES THAT MEAN YOU'LL CUT YOUR OWN ARM OFF?! I KNOW YOU HAVE A SORT OF FETISH FOR THAT.
drill shot: NO. EVEN BETTER. I'LL LET SOMEONE ELSE DO THE HONOURS.
SakuraSoyokaze: WHO?!
drill shot: YOU, MY OFFSPRING. YOUUUUU.
SakuraSoyokaze: ....... OKAY! *CHOPS!!* AHAHAHAHAHAHA!
drill shot: OOOH.
drill shot: YESSS. OH, GOD. YESSSS.
SakuraSoyokaze: ........ I FEEL DIRTY.
drill shot: I FEEL HORNY.
SakuraSoyokaze: I KNEW YOU WERE INTO THAT SHIT.
SakuraSoyokaze: THE BLACK MASK AND CAPE TELLS ALL.
drill shot: GIVE IN TO IT. YOU KNOW IT RUNS IN YOUR BLOOD.
SakuraSoyokaze: NO! I MUST RESIST THE DARKSIDE!
SakuraSoyokaze: OR I'LL JUST GET REALLY BAD ASTHMA AND THAT'S SOOO NOT COOL
drill shot: IT'S SEXY, DAMMIT. HEAVY BREATHING IS A REAL TURN-ON.
SakuraSoyokaze: FACE IT. YOU WERE ONLY GETTING SERIOUS PUSSY BEFORE OBI-WAN FUCKED YOU UP ON THAT VOLCANO.
drill shot: ... THAT BITCH.
SakuraSoyokaze: HE PROBABLY GOT A SHIT LOAD OF PUSSY AFTERWARDS ON TATOOINE. HOW DOES THAT MAKE YOU FEEL?!
drill shot: ... THAT BITCH.
SakuraSoyokaze: THAT'S RIGHT. HE GOT THE PUSSY, AND YOU GOT SHIT! HA!
drill shot: I HOPE HE GOT CHLAMYDIA.
drill shot: OR CRABS.
SakuraSoyokaze: WELL. HE PROBABLY USES CONDOMS.
SakuraSoyokaze: MAGNUM I HEARD FROM SOME GIRLS.
drill shot: ... SO.
SakuraSoyokaze: I HEARD...THAT YOU DON'T HAVE A PROBLEM LIKE THAT IF YOU GET MY MEANING.
drill shot: I DON'T GET ANY PROBLEMS.
SakuraSoyokaze: NOT WHAT I HEARD PADME TELL MON MOTHMA.
drill shot: WHATWHAT?
SakuraSoyokaze: ;D
SakuraSoyokaze: YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.
SakuraSoyokaze: "LITTLE" MAN.
drill shot: LIES. FOUL LIES.
SakuraSoyokaze: SHE ALSO SAID UNLIKE OTHERS, YOU CAN'T SEEM TO WORK IT.
drill shot: LIESSS.
SakuraSoyokaze: I WONDER. DO YOU LIKE TO USE TWO LIGHTSABERS FOR...COMPENSATION?
SakuraSoyokaze: I TAKE THAT SILENCE AS A YES!
SakuraSoyokaze: LITTLE VADER.
drill shot: I WAS BUSY SENDING OUT VIBES TO KILL THESE LIARS.
SakuraSoyokaze: LIAR.
drill shot: YES. THEY ARE.
SakuraSoyokaze: NO. YOU ARE THE LIAR.
SakuraSoyokaze: YOU ARE LITTLE VADE.R
SakuraSoyokaze: ...VADER
SakuraSoyokaze: ADMIT IT!
drill shot: I AM VERY FAMILIAR WITH MY BODY, THANKYOUVERYMUCH.
SakuraSoyokaze: I BET IT BURNT OFF AT THE VOLCANO IN MUSTAFAR.
SakuraSoyokaze: JUST SHRIVELED UP AND FELL OFF.
drill shot: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooo.
........ Ahh, the conversations I have late at night. |
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| ....... Fuckin' hell. |
[Feb. 4th, 2006|12:19 am] |
...... You know. I had thought of doing a blog. For weeks. But uh..... I got lazy, folks. Which, really should make parents proud as I'd have acted like a stereotype of a mexican. .... So. I wasn't lazy for the sake of it, I was just acting my race. Yeah. That's it. That's the ticket.</old>
Okay, so what has happened to me... That's worth mentioning.... Well, I saw a naked Asian woman one day. Then I had a sandwich and--- Oh. You want to know more about the naked Asian woman? Fine. And for those horny guys that get a hard on at the simple thought of any girl on girl action, sorry to disappoint, but that's as far as I and Asian woman whose name I have NO idea is as we've never really talked except for "Excuse me" or, "Are you going into that stall?" See. I saw her naked in the women's locker room of the gym I attend. I was just standing infront of the shower stalls, after workout, ready to get in there and... Well. Shower. Then... You know when you see someone walk into your point of view, you have to turn your head? ... Well, I did just that. And.... Bringing to mind Clerks in which Jay said:
"Tits and ASS!"
....because that's what I saw. Which followed by an immediate turn of head. I mean.... I've seen women topless sometimes. Ya know. It's a locker room. But.... This woman ( and I mean woman, old enough to be someone's mother, so the inner perv didn't exactly enjoy it a lot. Oh to be in Japan and to see Nakama Yukie in that situation.... I swear, I think like a guy sometimes. Or a perv. Whatever comes first ) was COMPLETELY NAKED. NUDE. I COULD HAVE SEEN BUSH IF I DARED. .... But I didn't. Why? Because at that moment I was a pussy.
.....
No, that wasn't pun intended, but humorous all the same.
She ended up going to the shower stall next to me, in a one peice bathing suit, which... Was sort of... Ironic in a way. But. Meh. So yeah. Adventures in the Girls Locker room. I wish I was that confident in my body that I can strut around naked in the locker room. But uh... I don't want to scar anybody, so I choose not to. >.>
I went to see Brokeback Mountain with my friends, who I haven't hung out ( and recently found out they had myspace ) in a long ass time. It was a blast. We should all do it again. And the movie, well, quite honestly, I didn't think I was gonna like it. Unlike many, MANY fangirls.. I do not get wet over two gay guys. Now, if it was about lesbian cowgirls... Maybe. But gay cowboys? Eh. However... The movie was quite good. You sort of just forget for a while the whole gay thing, and just look at it as a love story. Forbiddon love, even. However, I didn't really feel the need to cry. As... I heard some people did. Pussies. Man-Pussies. Although I have to say, man... Heath Ledger's character? THE WORST. SECRET. GAY. LOVER. EVERRR. The fool, when meeting Jake Ghyllenhal's character starts kissing him, like, frenching him, INFRONT OF HIS HOME, and ofcourse... His wife sees them. At which point, I said, "Now why couldn't he wait and do that in a seedy motel room like all the other secret gay lovers?"
Then the next scene they were in a seedy hotel room. I just about died.
Also. They had the most random sex scene EVER. Ghyllenhal sleeps next to Ledger, G grabs L's hand and sort of makes L cuddle G. L wakes up and freaks, G and L sort of fight, then the next thing you know, L spits in his hand and the butt secks commences. WAIT, WAIT! The morning after, L says, "I ain't a queer." In which G replies, "Shit, I ain't either." ..... And then they have sex again. BUT REMEMBER. THEY AIN'T QUEER!
HAHAHAHA!
Oh yeah. And Anne Hathaway has some really nice boobs in this movie. She really does. Oh, and for some of those that say, "WTF. COWBOYS AREN'T GAY. THEY'RE NOT GAY!" Remember, it is said that cowboys usually get their man. And so do these two.
......
From behind. |
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| Oh. Right. New Years. |
[Jan. 3rd, 2006|04:16 am] |
Right. What did I do for New Years....
Well....
.........
I stayed at home... and drank crappy apple cider.
Then I learned..... That Spain makes crappy Apple Cider.
....... God, I have no life. |
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