The incoherent bloggings of a die-hard Star Wars fan.
Friday, October 31, 2003
:: Mood: bouncy
:: Music: Lit - My Own Worst Enemy
Your assignmentisan unhappyone. (hehe I just had to use this title) Heh heh... I was looking through my sister's blog and I ran into an entry she made earlier this summer while she was living with us before she shipped off to the land of the rising sun. I made some little harmless joke about her ass while she was asking me about how a pair of pants looked on her. So then she got the greeaat idea to draw it:
Aren't older siblings the greatest?
For my sake, I guess I shouldn't talk about people's asses anymore, huh... ;)
P.S. - Omg omg omg omg, she met Domo-kun! I am so jealous. Noona, you stink.
P.P.S. - Happy Halloween everyone!
:: Mood: amused
:: Music: The Unseen - Are We Dead Yet?
So what if they're all poor and starving? The other day (er, yesterday), I had an hour to kill after acting class and before Aikido, so I just kinda wandered through the northern end of the big campus and chanced upon the art and design college, so I strolled through it. My God it makes the rest of the school look shitty; it's a beautiful part of campus, and there are all these people just hanging around with sketchbooks doodling; such amazing artists... I wanna be one of them so badly. I am sooo registering early this time. I wonder what private art school will be like...
On a different note, Cassi sent me this link to this freaky-ass Indian music video, and it's pretty funny. Haha, the guy can really move. Aside from the utter cheesiness, the song's catchy... even if I have no idea what the hell this Daler Mehndi is saying. ;)
And no one tell you know who about you know what and we can all be happy. :)
For the love of God and all that is holy, MY [NOSE] IS BLEEDING!!! Yesterday I was talking to Tim on his new AIM account...
hitokirivader (1:25:46 PM): my forehead is bleeding a lot right now for some freaky reason
hitokirivader (1:25:57 PM): i dunno, i just felt a drop come down and it was blood
hitokirivader (1:25:59 PM): hold on brb
Mac Monst3r (1:26:05 PM): that happens to non mac users sometimes
hitokirivader (1:28:43 PM): ok that was frigg'n creepy
hitokirivader (1:28:51 PM): oh so mac users are impervious to bleeding
Mac Monst3r (1:29:17 PM): what was it
Mac Monst3r (1:29:18 PM): yes
It was just some little cut I didn't know was there, but later that night I got a serious nosebleed for no apparent reason. I must be a hemophiliac. But hemophiliacs don't just spring blood leaks. Weird.
Anyways, school wasn't cancelled today, so I went and breathed in all those fumes and ash. It's snowing ash outside my window right now. It sucks that Old Glory is in danger of burning down; all of John Quigley's efforts up in flames, so to speak.
:: Mood: hopeful
:: Music: Tupac & Dr. Dre - California Love
:) I was at CSUN this morning eating ditching my English class because I didn't want to listen to some boring informative speeches, enjoying a brisk early mornin' munchin' (hehe omg ok none of you got that right? good, ok moving on) and I look westward and see nothing but smoke. That wildfire is so scary when you're close up to it; the smoke pretty much filled up the entire sky in that direction. My Aikido instructor told us that while most of the smoke is whitish grey from the burning brush, here and there we'll see giant plumes of soot-black smoke. Those are the homes burning, along with all that chemical paint and whatnot. It's all over Simi Valley; I hope my violin teacher is ok since she lives there. Nearly two dozen have died... sheesh...
But as freaky as this wildfire is, I didn't let it ruin my day. I've been pretty depressed over this past week for unknown reasons (well, not unknown... but I won't go into it). But today I'm feeling a lot better. Dunno why, but I'll take advantage of it while it lasts. Don't bum me out, I'm on a roll. :)
Um, I don't know what else to say, sooo, uh... here's a funny quote from Stephen King:
"Some people say that I must be a horrible person, but that's not true. I have the heart of a young boy -- in a jar on my desk."
:: Mood: cold
:: Music: Bernard Herrmann - Twisted Nerve
"Don't mess with the Wyoming queer, or they'll fuck you up good." "Twisted Nerve" is stuck in my head... that whistling... it's driving me nuts... Yeah I finally got the KBV1 soundtrack and it rocks, aside from the whistling that's making my brain swell.
Anyways, I just saw "The Laramie Project," a really powerful play production at CSUN, the true story of a gay hate crime that took place 5 years ago in Wyoming. It was amazingly well constructed, covering all viewpoints on gay hate, and really made me think...
I was at some point somewhat homophobic, but several years ago my receptivity to differences grew and my views changed. I know a number of gay people and some of them are the nicest and coolest people I know. However, I do know a few homophobic people, and some being my friends, I've tried to assess their opinions on why they feel the way they do. Their arguments have some strengths, so I won't be too quick to criticize them for how they feel, but I just wonder how some people in this world can feel justified enough to torture and murder someone for being who they are. I can understand the existence of homophobia because it's human nature to fear what one can't understand, but hatred to that extent? And they think they're justified? Some people can do evil things and perhaps that may not be under their control, but everyone has a conscience... *sigh*
I'm bored and I need something to get my mind off of matters. Ah yes, sleep. Daylight Savings ends and I'll have myself an extra hour of it.
:: Mood: contemplative
:: Music: The White Stripes - Fell in Love With a Girl
I was thinking about the universe again... ...and as a firm believer in science and logic, I believe all mysteries of the universe have a scientific and logical explanation. Whether or not the extent of human intelligence and intellectual capacity can comprehend these so-called vindications to the full magnitude may be in question, and frankly, I doubt it. All things considered, this is what I believe.
All matter consists of particles. Galaxies, nebulae, systems, planets... us. Amid these finite particles is infinite space, but space does not affect these particles, other particles do. All of these particles contain energy that cannot be created nor destroyed, and thus the universe of particles is in eternal motion. But the motion of these particles is judged by none other than the motion of other particles. That is the universe. If some impossible (yet in this case hypothetical), singular mind could somehow comprehend the location and velocity of every particle in the universe, all of the past and future could be determined. But notwithstanding, this is impossible.
But what of the greatest mystery of the universe? All science points to the human brain, the human consciousness, as an anomaly of science itself. It cannot be explained by our science, and thus, many believe it can never be explained by our science, and from this belief many religions are based... the concept of the soul and the supernatural. But I think of this and wonder... "our science..." is this simply an element beyond the boundaries of our current level of comprehension (I say current because this may not always be true)? I believe it is, and I believe that our mind, just as everything in the universe, is simply particles in motion, and thus the hypothetical yet impossible mind can predict this and the future as well. But enough of this mind; it does not exist and can never exit. Or does it? Is it God? God... is supernatural. And while I don't believe that elements beyond explanation can exist, the supernatural may very well be something beyond human comprehension... beyond me.
Which brings me straight back to the beginning. How will we ever know if there are elements of our universe and our existence beyond science and logic if we simply cannot comprehend the extent of what can be explained? That is impossible...
And thus the world continues to move forward, and mankind continues to search for a meaning in existence. Is there a meaning to our existence? Or are we simply just... particles in perpetual motion...
:: Mood: weird
:: Music: Green Day - Hitchin' a Ride
Aw shit yeah check this out! Liz and Tim took this thing so I felt obligated to do the same. Duuude... I'm the Architect...
INTP - "Architect". Greatest precision in thought and language. Can readily discern contradictions and inconsistencies. The world exists primarily to be understood. 3.3% of total population.
"You do NOT want to see me get out of this chair! Ergo open your yapper one more time and I'm going to architect a world of pain over your candy ass! ERGO! VIS A VIS!! CONCORDANTLY!!!"
Hehe, I love Will Ferrell. Mugatu was the coolest guy in Zoolander.
Btw, aside from slight inconveniences in the playlist fuctions, iTunes is so much cooler than Winamp3.
:: Mood: distressed
:: Music: Everclear - Santa Monica
Are we idiots? Maybe we just haven't realized it... I was thinking again (omg run for you lives), thinking back on my childhood, my recent years, and the future...
A few little things I saw or heard in these past couple days have made long dormant memories of my childhood come back to me, and all I could do was smile and laugh at how innocent and silly life was as a child. I remember way back when; I had thought I had this world down, but compared to me now, my view of the world was far from complete. But then again, who's to say my view right now is complete? Our minds learn and grow through experience, but if we can't anticipate the future and what we'll become, we're just sitting ducks wallowing in false hopes that what we do is not in vain.
When I think back to my more recent years, I can't help but pine over some really terrible decisions I've made, only making me want to go back and slap some sense in me. Just like when considering how I've changed since childhood, I feel far more worldly and wiser right now than I did in high school, but unfortunately where I am now is for the most part based on decisions I've made in recent years... what I now consider years of ignorance. In high school, I felt ready to take on the world and make my own decisions, but my present-day self would have never let me dream of doing such a thing. I feel like I'm my own parent, and I feel like I've failed at raising myself, miserably. Whatever happened to all of that potential? I was too damn busy living in the present doing jack squat to take any advantage of it. And someday, I'll probably live to regret what I'm doing right now. Namely, I guess that's why I avoid doing a lot of things, like drugs, that I might regret; I'm too goddamn afraid that I'll feel even worse about what the hell I've done with my time and how I've disregarded my future. I've had enough regret in my life to know that I sincerely hate it.
I think Pvt. L.L. Church from "Red vs. Blue" put it best when he said:
"You are a goddamn idiot. And I'd like to prove this mathematically if I may. Take your current age. Now subtract 10 years from it. Were you smart back then? Of course you weren't! You were a goddamn idiot! The fact of the matter is, you're just as big an idiot today... it's just gonna take you 10 more years to realize it."
Why am I so depressed? I was happy 2 minutes ago. Ugh. I'll be happy once I get some sleep.
Oh the things you do when you're bored... Do you ever Google your name? I know a few people do sometimes when they're bored. If your last name isn't too unique (my last name is too common for my own good), often you can find a whole bunch of semi-famous people out there really making a name out of... you... sorta.
So apparently I'm a 60-year-old blues guitarist who's been blind since he was eight. Here's my official fansite, and you can buy all of my CD's here. I'm also some bodybuilding skydiving medical student guy with a website. I'm also apparently a clothing store in Santa Barbara.
And some freaky shirtless Aussie Korean dude with my name has registered it as a domain name... hehe.
http://www.bryanlee.com/
:: Mood: exhausted
:: Music: Nancy Sinatra - Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down)
Eeeewww, Ben Affleck spooge! (no seriously, that's just nasty) Finally got to visit Karl at Mudd with Mike, Liz, and Kristal, and now I'm home. My feet are killing me, I'm tired, and now I'm apparently a liar. Hehe sorry bout that Liz. But yeah, I'm in that state of complete exhaustion where you have no energy left but you're not sleepy. This really can't be healthy...
Y'know, I've been thinking. The human body is such a fragile thing. Fall over and it hurts. Hit your head while doing it and you could get knocked out. Fall 13 feet from a balcony and you'll apparently break your ankles. And this is Earth's gravity well we're talking about, which is a relatively miniscule blip in the space-time continuum of the universe...
And apparently it only takes 10 pounds of pressure to pop off a kneecap.
Anyways, I think exhaustion has finally caught up with me and I'ma go hit the sack. Good night you fragile little sacs of protoplasm.
:: Mood: bitchy
:: Music: Wham! - Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go
It wasn't my fault this time... at least, not entirely *sigh*
You ever have one of those days where you just wanna blow up the sun for deliberately causing you to get into an accident the very next day after having one? I mean, so what if all life as we know it dies out; as long as you can spend that last day knowing you had your revenge. Well I'm having one of those days right now. Ugh...
At least I'll be let off a bit easier because this time the sun was in my goddamn eyes blinding me as I turned the corner and rendering me incapable of seeing the Honda Civic that had stopped ahead of me... the Honda Civic that got a little scratch while my Sentra's front bumper was crushed like a tin can. ARGH... but what can you expect; my front bumper was composed of plastic and styrofoam and Mike won't stop laughing at me about that. Anyways I'ma gonna stop taking the Old Road to school in the mornings.
Mike says I should kill God. Can't kill Jesus though... they already did that and it didn't work. Goddammit.
:: Mood: crappy
:: Music: Rage Against the Machine - Calm Like a Bomb
stupid! stupid! stupid! *bangs head against desk* I should really start checking my rearview mirror more often. *sigh*
...
In other news, I got a 94% on my stats midterm, so I guess I'm sorta happy about that.
ow... ow.... ow... I am in so much pain right now... argh. In Aikido today, we were practicing how to roll out of being trapped in a certain type of wrist lock, and I rolled a bit too far to the left and straight on my head. My neck just kinda... popped. And it hurts like a bitch right now.
I'm just glad I won't have that class again until Monday; gives me some time to heal. Anyways, I have a midterm tomorrow in Geography so I'd better go study...
If there's one thing about college that I hate, it's that I have to buy my own scantrons. WTF is up with that...
:: Mood: geeky
:: Music: Brothers Johnson - Strawberry Letter #23
Nothing interesting happened to me today... ...so this entry will not be very interesting.
Um... so uh....
Had a statistics midterm today. Wasn't fun, but wasn't too hard. I went in without a 2-variable statistical calculator, so that wasn't very smart, but I worked around it. Umm...
Matrix Reloaded came out on DVD today, so I went and got it and just finished watching it. Best Buy still hasn't restocked Kill Bill soundtracks; it's only been a day since I last checked but I'm impatient. Now I'm doing homework.
Peace.
:: Mood: nerdy
:: Music: Urge Overkill - Girl, You'll Be a Woman Soon
Two typos and some Spanish... wow I took a nap today somewhere around 2:30ish, as I had had little sleep the night before for reasons unknown. It was a nice little nap...
...and then somewhere around 5:00 I opened my eyes to see Mike Lund standing at my bedside. Yes, you heard me. Mike. I wake up in my own room in my own house and the first thing I see is Mike. So the first thing I wonder is what the hell he's doing here. He asks me if I'd like to go accompany him to go check out the picket line at Albertsons. I then wonder how the hell he got into my house. He tells me my dad let him in. Moving on...
So Mike and I went to Albertsons and we saw Brett Walter there on strike with some other people, so we kinda chilled there for a little while and took a flyer. Then we went by Vons on Bouquet to see how their protest was going. Fewer people there, but we ran into Ryan Culhane. Then we took one of their flyers, which was different. Then we moseyed over to Pavilions, at which there were a disappointingly fewer number of protestors, and plus they were leaving one of the store entrances wide open. Not too smart. Anyways, we took one of their flyers and moved onto Ralphs (we stopped by Best Buy on the way because I wanted to pick up the Kill Bill Volume 1 soundtrack, but they were all out. Damn.). Now, as we walked up to Ralphs, some guy handed us a flyer and suggested alternative stores we could go to (at most of these places, they were suggesting Trader Joes, but that's not a union store, so like... I dunno if they can do that. Anyways...) He asked us what we had come to buy, but we explained that we had only come for the flyer, which he thought was cool cuz we were only "supporting their cause" I guess. So then as we leave, he hands us a different flyer "with more information," as he said with his own words. Well... it was the same flyer, only this new one had two typos and a Spanish translation on the back. Pfft. "More information" my ass. So yeah, ok, that's it, I'm done.
:: Mood: complacent
:: Music: Tomoyasu Hotei - Battle Without Honor or Humanity
"He says to do it with more intensity." Ack... I'm tired again. Why can't sleep just be like a food you can snack at any convenient time instead of this giant chunk out of your day that can be better spent on more important things like not sleeping and doing nothing? Ugh... anyways...
I spent Saturday in Irvine as I drove Tim back to school. It was fun; the campus is really awesome. I got to see Rem again, and I haven't seen him in like... a year or so. Anyways, we went and saw Lost in Translation at the local theater, which I kinda dragged Tim (and later Rem) to see with me because I had really wanted to see it for a long time but those dickless pricks who run the theaters at SCV decided to stop playing it after like... a week. Anyways, fortunately I think they enjoyed it, as did I. I really liked the story, and it had some really touching moments, as well as some hilarious. Hehe... short Japanese businessmen in an elevator. I'm glad I'm not short and Asian. Well, er, not like... ah nm...
Then we did some other stuff while we were there, like cover me in shaving cream. Yeah. Go read Tim's blog; it's all there. lol
Long drive home alone in the middle of the night following some crappy directions by Rem while listening to a Robin Williams standup session was interesting. Got home at 1:30 AM-ish. Hehe... AM-ish. Amish. Hehe. I said Amish.
:: Mood: giddy
:: Music: 5.6.7.8's - I Walk Like Jane Mansfield
Just saw Kill Bill: Volume 1, and... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG ok I'm done.
Where shall I begin...
Hey, it wasn't a linear storyline! It was essentially the Pulp plot juggle that made Tarantino such a huge Hollywood name, which kinda surprised me, considering that I thought Tarantino was going to abandon that whole concept. But wow... this is the Pulp Fiction 2 we've all been waiting for. :)
I saw it at 11:30 AM (first showing in SCV... there was no midnight showing, and had I realized that earlier I would have started a petition or gone on strike or done something that involved flipping out and killing people for not being able to watch this movie for another half of a day but oh well... *sigh*) Anyways, I saw it with Tim and only with Tim although the originally intended number of people going was five. But I'ma watch it again anyways so no biggie...
I'm not jumping for joy and being super ultra giddy like I always am after watching a tiiiiiiiiite-ass movie, and don't get me wrong, the movie was phenomenal, but... just like after I had first watched Pulp Fiction, I was more horrified and disturbed than I was awestruck. Just like Pulp did only to a far greater extent, KB:V1 had some seriously sick and twisted shit. O-Ren's childhood scenes, Vernita's little daughter, and I can't forget the hospital scene... ugh. Just wrong. But that's just how his movies are, and I love 'em how they are. Aside from that, it had some pretty funny parts, and awesome fight sequences. I'm still shell-shocked by the sheer amount of blood in the House of Blue Leaves sequence.
All in all, great homage to the kung-fu genre and it was quite the experience. But Volume 1 itself lacked cohesion. Pulp's plot was out of order for a purpose. Volume 1 was out of order for seemingly no reason. But perhaps Volume 2 will provide a reason; there are a plethora of unanswered mysteries too. Goddammit, Feb. 20th is like... forever... from now... ARGH. Ok that's enough out of me. I'm done being a movie critic.
In any case, it was nice to see the Revolutions trailer on the big screen. :)
:: Mood: annoyed
:: Music: Anti-Flag - Die for Your Government
As today is Arnold's first full day as governor-elect, I'ma talk about him. CSUN's Daily Sundial student newspaper asked random students if they were happy with the results of the recall election and printed a few responses in today's issue. Highlights, with identities anonymous:
"Yes. I personally wanted Arnold Schwarzenegger to win because I'm not necessarily a Republican or a Democrat but I'm more Republican. Plus I think it's interesting because it's cool to say that since he is a famous actor that he's our governor."
"Well, I think it's going to be interesting because he's not a politician. It's going to be interesting to see a celebrity try to run a state facing financial challenges."
"Yes. You know how good Commando was? It was sweet! My favorite movie of all time is Commando. Schwarzenegger rules!"
*sigh*... Before I blitzkrieg into a state of utter insanity, let me just say that I don't have much against Arnold himself; and in fact, I agree with many of his opinions, few as they are. It's the reasons why some of his supporters voted for him that makes me wanna shove forks in my face and scream.
first entry [at woohu]
Lo and behold, my first entry. Woot. Ok I have two essays to write tonight and a math midterm to study for, so I'm gonna keep my first entry short for my own sake. So I'ma go get to work now... Ugh, whoever decided that learning at school should be extended towards home life should be dragged out into the street and shot if not already dead. Hehe... Ok byes :)
