with the advances of technology the phrase “the world is getting smaller every day” is used frequently. but now that i have moved 800ish miles away from what i call home i can’t honestly say that the world feels small. everyone i know and love is now distant and nearly out of my life. sure i can easily communicate with them on a regular basis but still they’re not near me. to add to that, with those near to me i feel like technology adds a buffer between myself and those near to me because i continue to reside in my comfort zone and use social media as a means to connect to them resulting in those a few miles away from me to feel as though they are just as far away from me as everyone else.
how come every time i write a post i feel incredibly insightful? but immediately after publishing it and reading it back to myself i sound like an idiot?
i wanted something to happen but it wasn’t an option and couldn’t happen but then when the opportunity for it became a possibility to happen and could happen i became unable to make anything happen. which brings me to my current state in which nothing happened.
My directorial debut in a 72 hour short film contest lulz.
steve song is my hero
last week of my internship. living with the pastor and a friend at my church cause i got kicked out of my apartment last week. immense stress put on my by my multiple bosses yesterday preparing for a presentation i had today that ended up being really easy. getting my heart ready to leave the sunshine state.
its pretty disappointing that i have to leave this vacation state to go back to michigan the second worst state ever (ohio being the worst). leaving the church i’ve grown to love that has blessed me more than i’d ever been blessed in any given two month period in my life. leaving the friends i’ve made that have shown me kindness and eased me into the transition of living in florida in time for me to leave. leaving the internship right when i started doing work that i could see progress in. it’s all disappointing but those are the pessimistic ways of looking at things.
on the other hand i have gained a community that i don’t think i’ll ever let go of and i know they will always open their arms for me when i’m in tampa. i made friends that have changed me and molded me in a way that would never have happened if i didn’t come and go from tampa. and lastly i got a resume booster and hopefully (fingers crossed) a full time employment offer. and lastly lastly, i get to go back to michigan the 49th best state ever. see my family, my dog, and my friends. i miss y’all.
A movie about a teacher that has a bit of a drug problem and is found out by one of her students while in the locker room smoking crack. and much to my surprise their relationship becomes stronger through this experience.
the movie was good. it wasn’t your ordinary student school teacher film which is something i really enjoy. it has a deeper message than just a teacher making a difference in it’s students lives. there’s a scene in the movie that slapped the previously stated idea in the face where ryan gosling is in a bar and a man comes up to him and talks to him about his daughter that was in his class in middle school. and now she’s goign to georgetown majoring in history because of the things he did for her in the class. and ryan gosling doesn’t care. doesn’t even really recognize the student’s name. then the dad walks away.
one last thing to say about this movie is research “dialectics” before you watch it. it plays a big role in understanding why the writers and the director made the film how it is. the difference between the classic teacher film and this one because there are a ton of scenes like the previous one that are specifically geared towards this train of thought.
Half Nelson: 9/10
Movie takes place in Iraq during the Gulf War after the Americans are heralded victorious. What most Americans probably do not know is that this conflict didn’t end with America’s victory. George Bush Sr. told the Iraqi’s to fight against Saddam so that they can be free from the dictatorship. i’d rather not go into debate about the rights and wrongs of our politicians so i’ll end the background here.
the main characters are george clooney, marky mark wahlberg, and ice cube. one and a half rappers and george clooney. after confiscating a map the three are tipped off to a collection of gold that belongs to saddam and could make them all multimillionaires.
the movie follows these three guys in their conflict between their desires to make a lot of money and their humanistic sympathy towards civilians being punished by saddam’s men. although this description makes it seem like a war movie, the portrayal of the civilians makes this movie a bit different from the average war movie. and although it seems like a war movie/drama. its not. it is a hilariously funny comedy that you should watch. very funny
Three Kings: 9/10
O BROTHER WHERE ART THOU:
Another movie with george clooney. i don’t even remember how i came across this movie but it seemed entertaining enough. extremely loosely based on the odyssey during the great depression. george clooney and a couple goofs escape jail in an attempt to find treasure. but if you know anything about the odyssey its about odysseus going home to stop his wife from getting married. but yeah the movie is entertaining and funny. i mean i haven’t read the odyssey in its entirety myself but i did read parts of it in my mythology class in high school so i have some things i can compare to it.
which brings me to my next point. it seemed like the writers of the script tried so hard to just throw random elements of odyssey into the movie. and after watching the movie i read about the movie and found out the writers actually never read the odyssey either. sooooo if you are a huge homer fan then don’t expect too much out of it besides entertainment. and… there’s a character in the movie that plays bluegrass named chris thomas king. and he actually produces bluegrass/hip-hopish music. but back on track the music in the movie is actually really good. i listened to a couple of the songs for several days after watching the movie and its all like country/bluegrass music which i’ve never enjoyed in my life.
O Brother Where Art Thou: 6/10
because i saw this…. i ate a salad for lunch at mcdonalds while i smelled the fries and burgers…. it was torturous. and i’m still hungry. here’s a hint to all my
many readers. never eat salads at a fast food restaurant where u love the food that is alternatively sold
i’ve finally realized why tithing has become so difficult for me. in my parents attempt of enforcing the importance of providing offering to the church. they provided me with a weekly offering of $1. throughout my childhood to my understanding one dollar was a completely satisfactory offering amount. which at the time given my weekly income of $0, a one dollar offering was technically an infinite percentage of my income (some can argue 100% cause i had the ability to choose whether or not that money goes into the basket or not) but that’s besides the point.
fast forward to the present when my weekly income exceeds the earlier weekly income of $0-1. about 18-19 years of my life i was so used to offering up $1 and now i’m taught that i must tithe. i was never rebuked for dropping a george washington into the basket but now i feel odd signing a check for an amount that much exceeds that because the amount i put in one sunday exceeds the allowance i was previously required to do in a whole year. which means at this rate. in 21 weeks i’ll far exceed the amount i have offered to the church and God in my whole lifetime combined. plus the many sundays i have skipped offering and the years of my infancy when i didn’t have the ability to even hold and drop a dollar bill into a basket i could probably beat the total offering in my lifetime in like 10-15 weeks.
doing these calculations when writing the check gives me an uncomfortable feeling because this is not what i was taught to do at an early age. does this mean i was taught wrongly growing up? should my parents have not given me that dollar every week? but they didn’t want to do that cause i would miss out on teaching me the importance of offering. oh well. YOLOTEOBEF (you only live on this earth once but eternally forever)
hopefully some day they’ll stop handing out these pills like candy
Reality is what you make it. So telling your children to grow up and punishing them for their imagination can ruin their future creativity to bring to our reality.
Don’t do it.