February 2009
36 posts
“I’m a film major, dreaming of being a doctor” he sighs with a hopeless hue to his breath. “It’s understood”, I spit back, “I’m a film major dremaing of teaching high school english”. He smirks. “You’re DREAMING of teaching english?”. I smirk back. “What do you have against english teachers?”. “Oh nothing, I...
January 2009
26 posts
Ninety. Minute. Intervals.
My life is defined in ninety-minute intervals. I am a mix tape fiend.
Whoever decided that the cassette tape died with the birth of cd-rom must also be the one who thinks the video killed the radio star. They must be living strictly for convenience, listening for acceptance. Whoever denies the art of one single tape, one single mix tape, denies far more than a piece of cheap plastic. Within one...
Time To Pretend.
I am going to be a student right now and talk about how great chegg.com is. Put simply, it is a textbook rental service. But it rocks. It cuts textbook prices in half and sending the books back at the end of the semester is completely covered financially. Way to go, America. As well, I’d like to talk about how great it is to be the first “C” state on the shipping state list. So...
Pupcat.
Im playing with a quote for Creative Writing for my narrative:
“Some people play the game to get others into bed. I play the tape”
(It makes me sound WAY COOLER than I truly I am. And I like that.)
Sing A Song For Them.
I’ve been working on some songs. And I’ve been working on getting married. Meet the lovechild of the two.
“Marry Me This Year”
Both of us are lookng for something that we’ve found,
Neither of us has a single dollar, peso, pound
But I can sing and you can play,
And we can surely waste the day,
Ring up both our fingers and please say
You’ll marry me this...
WORDPLAY.
Have you ever noticed break-ups usually always lead to break-downs? Well looks like someone planned that out nicely.
“I always wanted to be on a sports team like that. I’m not exactly sure...”
– the perks of being a wallflower
“Someone who says ‘I am not sure what I want’ has just told you that they’re...”
– Dan Savage
Well Let's Fall In Love.
I am working on a mix tape for a friend back home. I feel warm on the inside. I realize that the feeling that accompanies mixing is something that will always make me feel at home, no matter where I am doing it. It’s a fleeting feeling, that warmth that makes you feel like you are filled with hot coco. Sitting all alone in a dark room, nursisng a cassette, I feel far more lively than i do in...
Break-ing Up.
So here we are. The end of what feels like a century.
I fly back in a mere 11 hours to the city of Angeles, and I am ready. Not so ready to leave things how they are here right now, but just ready to leave. And sometimes, no matter how wrong it is to do this, you just do. This sense of abandonment makes me feel immature, but there are so many things here I just don’t have the energy to fix...
So we have this whole concept of time, and this whole philosophy of keeping track of seconds, minutes, hours, days, years that go by…and is that all because we know it’s finite? By the way, I love that term, ‘finite’. Anyways, one day, it is all going to end. So did we ever realize that we decided how time is calculated? And, if we never started keeping track, would it keep...
Listen
“A line allows for progress, a circle does not.”
Do You Want Whine With That Cheese?
So I ventured to Dawn’s the other night to watch my brother & a friend play their sets under the darling cafe lights. It was a really nice evening. Even though I was the youngest listener there, sipping on my water as those around me flaunted their glasses of Nappa Valley. It was quiet, it was clean, it was nice.
So Bradley played after my brother, and he is remarkably talented at...
“Letting go doesn’t mean we don’t care. Letting go doesn’t mean we shut down....”
– Melody Beattie (via letterboxlove) (via brokenlife)
“It’s hard to believe it
Even as my eyes do see it
The very things that...”
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"Between The Bars" Elliot Smith (Metric cover)
I think I’ve figured it out.
I think, for the first time in my life, I don’t have a home.
I am a wives’ tale of sorts in Chicago and another face in the crowd in California as of right now. It’s strange. It’s as thought I traded in my humble hometown for the opportunity of having two lives, of rolling coasts & resting fields. But the operative word is...
It's a Hit.
I have these two film ideas.
One is awesome. The other is debatable. Dialogue is key.
But all in all
I have two film ideas.
and I feel rush of promise that usually comes with a 99 cent store.