Remember Me

I just watched a Robert Pattinson movie that FINALLY redeemed him as an actor! I had seriously lost faith in his acting abilities... you may have read one of my earlier (way earlier) posts that discussed How to Be... and by 'discussed' I mean tore to shreds. But Remember Me was a great movie with a full cast of talented people including Robert Pattinson. He was actually bordering on fantastic, I think. So huzzah!!

This is going to sound so lame, but I finished watching the movie over an hour ago now, and I still have a few renegade tears. Good tears, don't get me wrong. The film was incredibly moving, at least for me. But it pulled it off really well. Usually moving films (not moving pictures, so to speak - you know what I mean when I say moving, right? Like, they get you all swelled up and emotional inside... though almost anything can do that for me... still... I'm off topic.) Sorry, I was saying, usually moving films are something I shy away from. I love them, but I can't handle them. 'Cause they hurt too much to watch. Like A Walk to Remember, Finding Neverland... you know, those kinds of movies I can only watch once ever two years or so, if not three or four. But this one was such a great story, I already want to watch it again, despite the tears I know will come with it.

I don't know if you noticed, but I'm trying to tell you how great a movie this is without giving anything away... I'm not sure I'm doing a good job of it. And I know you'll think I'm biased because I think Robert Pattinson is gorgeous, but you need to remember, I was practically calling down curses on him before I watched this movie. Well, actually, I was praying he'd discover the talent I could see somewhere in him that he hadn't used in the Twilight Saga or How to Be. I was definitely impressed by his performance in this film.

Look, all I'm trying to say is give this movie a chance. Not only does it tell a real human story but it reminds us that the seemingly insignificant moments in life can actually be significant to somebody. A Walk to Remember was a moving love story and Finding Neverland was a moving coming of age ish kind of story. Remember Me is just real life. I think that is what makes it so moving.

Just do me a favor and watch it sometime. It wasn't made for screaming teenaged girls (or weird screaming moms), it's just a story that you need to hear. I'll probably own it pretty soon (when it's on the previously viewed shelves at Blockbuster) so you can just borrow it from me.

In other news, my giant crush on Robert Pattinson has returned. Oh joy. I thought this stage of my life was over. Apparently not.

Maybe school will serve as a nice distraction...

Until next time,

Keep it real!

three little words

There are three words I've been dying to hear and it's getting harder every passing day that I don't hear them.

"Back to school."

Seriously, I never thought I'd say this, but I can't wait for school to start this September. I think it has to do with the fact that: a. I'm taking amazing courses this coming semester and b. Full-time work is slowly killing me inside. Also... yeah, I'm not afraid to say this... I'm in love with learning. Work = mindless, routine activity - day in, day out. School = a clustercuss of brain activity, sometimes... most times... too much brain activity to handle but all I can say to that is Bring It On. (All or Nothing... In it to Win it... sorry, I got carried away, there are just so many movies references there...)

It's only three weeks away! I'll be able to read, write, socialize, sleep whenever I want. My life will be my life again. Sure, I'll have to do things like study and research and write essays on topics I don't actually understand, but at least there's a greater purpose in all of it. Unlike filing - where the only purpose is so that I can find that chart later in order to file it again later...

The fact that I still don't know what I want to do when I grow up (which, I'll have you know, is still far away) just makes me like school all the more. I've got plenty of time to figure out what to do with my life. Right now - fingers crossed for archer in the Olympics ;)

I guess I'll make the most of these last few weeks of working full-time. I mean, the greater purpose to filing is that it's paying for me to go to school, so there is that. Plus, I might be able to buy my own bow soon and practice on moving targets -- I mean, practice in my backyard away from people...

...Tomorrow it's my brother's birthday. Happy Birthday brother!

Keep it real!

food for thought

I have this theory about food. Some of it was inspired by someone else, but I can’t remember who. So, I apologize, Someone Else, if you don’t appreciate me talking about your theories as if they were my own – but you changed my life. I just wish I could remember your name…

Here’s the theory: We live in a society that revolves too much around eating. We eat when we’re bored, we eat when we’re sad, we eat when we’re celebrating (anyone up for some birthday cake?), we eat when we’re watching movies (imagine going to the movie theatre and not chowing down a bag of popcorn with your mates!)… And then, of course, there’s breakfast, lunch and dinner. Special occasions come with feasts (insert name of holiday here: Christmas/Mother’s Day/Easter Dinner); speaking of Mother’s Day – who hasn’t made their mom a delicious buffet known as Breakfast in Bed? On Valentine’s Day we give people boxes of chocolate; “The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach;” flick on the T.V. and chances are pretty high you’ll see a hamburger smiling back at you.

Why do I bring all this up? Well I was in the middle of doing my laundry when I got bored. It took all my effort to keep my feet (and stomach) from taking me to the kitchen. I’m not actually hungry. I could probably use a glass of fruit juice, but that’s about it.

I’ve shared my theory with you, but I’m not sure what else I’m supposed to do with it. Am I crazy and just over analyzing everything, or is it society that’s crazy? I’d really love it if you said ‘society’. It could be a little bit of both though. Do we really need to eat something while sitting in a dark theatre with our eyes glued to a screen? I’m gonna go with no on that one.

It gets worse when you think about all the other societies and civilizations through history. With all the draughts and famines, people dying of starvation, or getting diseases from the horrible state their food was in. Drinking alcohol because it was safer than water… many people probably wouldn’t see that one as that bad… But back then, food was just food; sustenance. Now it’s so much more. Why?

I dunno… it’s just a theory.

I think I’ll go get that glass of fruit juice now. Dinner Time isn’t too far away anymore. It would be awesome if I wasn’t counting down the seconds though…

Geez! I just ate three hours ago. This is ridiculous…

Keep it real!

four books in five days

It took me years to discover this about myself, and now that I know it, I notice it all the time. You know how there's 'O.C.D' - Obsessive Compulsive Disorder? Well I think I have 'O.D'... Obsessive Disorder.

As soon as I explain my reasoning, you'll be undoubtedly sure that I am a crazy lunatic... and have 'O.D'.

I go through these weird 'stages' (that's the only way I can think of describing them) where I'm completely obsessed with something and then I will literally drop it a week later and never need to think about it again. Let me give you some examples.

Dexter - I pulled all nighters for almost a week straight to get caught up when I first discovered it. And yes, I was working full-time at the time. After I got caught up, I never watched them again... for about two years. Just a few weeks ago I went through the Dexter stage again. It's a bit of a rarity for it to happen twice, but Dex is just that good. This time around though, I cut cold turkey right at the beginning of the fourth season. For once the obsession ended before it had run its course.

Heroes - Same deal as Dexter. This is probably not a good thing to admit, but I don't think I left my house for three days straight in order to watch the first couple seasons all the way through. Looking back now, I know Heroes can be entertaining, but would I lock myself indoors to watch them? ...Well, having been clean for about a year now, I can say that I wouldn't. But that first season is tempting me...

Insert celebrity of the week here - Every time I see a new movie, if I like an actor from it, I will go home and watch every single one of their interviews on youtube - often more than once each. Two days later I'll have moved on to someone else and, pardon my french, not give a rat's ass about the last one.


Heck, I even suffered 'O.D' with Twilight. I finished the books in a week (it's not like it was a dense read - it was all "You're perfect Edward - no you're perfect Bella; hey, get away from him! I want to control your every move! - Oh, you're so perfect Edward!") But now I can't stand anything about that stuff. Except I still like looking at the good-looking actors they've cast in the movies. Not that many of them can act.

So. My most recent 'obsession' is L.J. Smith (an author). She wrote the Vampire Diaries which has now gone from book to screen in the form of a hit TV show (don't ask how many hours of sleep I lost watching it, you won't like the answer). But I'm not reading the Vampire Diaries. I read the first few pages and was kinda bored. (That was after I bought the book though, so I guess I'll get my money's worth and read it someday)

...

No, I'm reading her series called 'Night World'. And, yes, it's very highschool. Whatever. But it's nothing like the 'Twilight Saga' so that's saying something.

Last Christmas I had a short spout of 'O.D' when I went to my local library and borrowed the three middle books of the series (that was all there was available). I later found the entire sales on sale at Costco so I acquired it in hopes of reading it this summer. Summer's half over, but on Monday I finally picked up the first book of the series. (I love holidays - I still don't know the name of whatever it was that gave me a day off work this week, but I love it anyway!)

Five days later, I just finished the seventh book of the series. (I skipped the middle three since I could remember them surprisingly well). Somehow I've managed to go to work for eight hours four times this week, gone to softball and archery and even woken up early to go running everyday... but other than that, all I've done is read. This time around I'm a little iffy as to whether or not my O.D is actually bad for me though. Usually I know it is, but I ignore that feeling anyway. Watching Dexter all day, every day, never helped anyone, including myself. But in this case, I'm reading, right? People encourage that. But it's O.D nonetheless.

Sooooo... I dunno.

I thought I should just get that off my chest. I don't think my O.D is going anywhere and I'm not sure if I want it to. It's really fun while it lasts...

Oh! I forgot one. PB&J sandwiches. One time that was all I ate for, like, two weeks. It was awesome.

Should I be worried?

Why doesn't my house have any peanut butter right now?

...

Keep it real!

Bloggity Blog Blog

Great. I haven't blogged in, like, ten years and now that I finally get the chance all I want to do is complain. So I guess I should apologize in advance for this...

I had a bad day. I hate bad days. Who likes them, you ask? My answer - don't be smart with me, I had a bad day.

The thing is, it's all about expectations. I should have known not to go into work with high expectations for my day.

Yesterday I found out I'd only be working a half day today so I planned my day accordingly. I went for a run this morning, but didn't go to the gym 'cause I thought I'd go after work at, like, two in the afternoon. Then I was thinking I'd come home and read some of the newest novel I pulled off my bookshelf (don't mock me - it's called Huntress and it's about vampires and such - and it's so much better than Twilight). Perhaps later in the afternoon I would work on my re-writes and then go hang out with friends. Oh high expectations, how I loathe you.

Here's how my day actually went down. I get to work, feeling great, at ten to nine and while I'm still catching my breath (I run up the stairs to get to work - don't ask why) I'm informed that I won't be doing my job today. No, I'll be the clinical assistant for the day. For four doctors. And I'm told, "don't worry, we'll all pitch in to help so that your usual job and the job you're filling in for are both accomplished." By the time it's almost lunchtime, I already know the rest of my day's gonna suck. Not only did I receive minimal help with my two jobs, but I also had to deal with cranky doctors (they can seriously drive me crazy) and extremely rude patients.

Part of the job of 'clinical assistant' is answering phone calls regarding bloodwork and such. So I get this phone call from a guy and it's transferred to me, so I have no idea what went down before he spoke to me, but by the time I got my turn to speak to him, he was already pissed. He tells me his issue and (in trying to help him out) I ask who his doctor is. To that, he scoffs and says, "what's your name?" I already know he's asking because he thinks I'm new or something. And I say my name. "Which doctor do you work for?" "Well, sir, today I'm working for four. Who is your doctor?" For a brief second he realizes that he's put his foot in his mouth and I actually do know what I'm doing, but it doesn't take him long to forget again. Let's just say, the conversation ended when he'd had enough of me and my explanation that our office honestly can't do anything about missing bloodwork if he doesn't know where he had it done... so he scoffs one last time and asks if he can speak to his doctor directly. I'd already had enough three or four minutes ago, so I transfer him over.

Fun, right?

Anyway, I'm glad that day's over. (It ended at 5:10 by the way; not 1:00 like I had expected). The only silver lining I can see on a day like today is that I come home so ready to just jump into another world completely - which is what I get to do when I write.

So I'm going to go do that now. I know I already apologized once, but I'll do it again, just to be safe. I'm sorry I only blogged complaints... next time I won't... hopefully. I hope it was at least a little entertaining. I mean, even if I couldn't find humour in my day, maybe someone else can... But you'd better not tell me til later. 'Cause if you laugh about it right now, I may have to attack you.

Anyway... hope your day was better than mine :)

Keep it real!