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blegh

oh hai

I miss you

sam, Im sorry we were drifting by the time I left.  I miss you.  Its weird, I dont know that you miss me.

I hope when I return to America, maybe we can...keep doing what we were doing.  Maybe make what we had official.  I do like you, even if...i dunno.

well, you know life must be...weird if i decide to start using blogger again.  Basically its only because people I know use tumblr, and i sometimes want to write private things.  Sure, I could easily make a new blog, but fuck that shit.  idk.

so lets go through all of the things that confuse me right now
1). I honestly cannot connect with people.  its not even that im shy, I just have little to nothing to say to people.  I guess this makes me lonely sometimes.  Like, at Emerson I am content with the few friends I have, but here at Prague I entered with 1, maybe 2, and really dont know how close either of them are to me.  I struggle to get close to people.
2).  Girls.  Where to begin.

•  I started missing sam. 
•  I was on the verge of forgetting all about her in a romantic sense, but today i just got this huge urge to be with her and watch dorky sci fi or phantom of the opera or...you know? 
• I somehow doubt she still likes me.  A month ago this would have thrilled me.  
• maybe i just miss her liking me
• wtf is up with jenni?
• I dont want to date her, just I havent been with someone in ages.  Like honestly, I cant imagine and dont want to imagine what our relationship would look like.  Bottom line, it wouldnt work
• is it bad to just wanna fuck someone who is a good friend of mine?  Like honestly, I would love something as simple as cuddling and sex and then going back to my normal life until i want to again.
• thats a bad idea.
• why does Jenni have a cute roomie
• who I think I annoy
• but i hope not
• idk what i would from her.  Sex? maybe? idk.  cant be something more, she leaves for prague in the fall
• Jaci
• maybe my best friend at Emerson.  I trust her completely (or as close as i could trust someone at emerson).
• cute
• ok, cute enough
• awesome
• her fault.  idk.  i honestly dont know.  it feels both right and perfect and terrible and wrong all at the same time
• she should never have told me she liked me.  It made me panic and choose Sam instead.  but right now...idk.
• can someone just fix my life and make me ok and happy?

and less lonely?

i sometimes wish i was a slightly different person who either knew how to be happy being lonely or knew how to be social.

I mean, im normally happy, i just sometimes think

and i know this post makes me sound pervy.  Im just really wanting to cuddle or something.  its bad but its honest. 

listening to phantom of the opera isnt helping

Rango: Review

Anyone who regularly follows the academy awards has probably noticed that, when it comes

to the Best Animated Feature, Pixar is pretty much unstoppable. Since the award was created in 2001, every single one of their films have been nominated for the award, and only twice have they lost it. They have won t

he award for the past three consecutive years. However, with Pixar only releasing one film, Cars 2, next year, this trend will almost certainly be broken. The original Cars is one of the two films made by Pixar that DIDN'T win (the other being Monsters Inc.). Generally, Id argue that the Academy awards don't show which film is truly the best film of the year, but Cars is BY FAR the lowest rated Pixar film on Rotten Tomatoes. And it is very likely my least favorite Pixar film. And while Pixar has shown repea

tedly that they can make a great sequel, I doubt that the sequel will be able to do what its predecessor could not, which lead me to start wondering: What movie will be this years best animated film?

We may have found the answer in Rango.

Obviously it is impossible to know for sure until later this year (the only other promissing looking film in Steven Spielberg and Peter Jackson's Tintin adaptation), this film may have what it takes to win itself a statue.

For starters, the film is absolutely beautiful. The animation was done by Industrial Light and Magic, which traditionally sticks to being a special effects company. ILM has won numerous awards for their work, starting with Star Wars in 1977. While this is their first fully animated film, their expertise in the art is evident. The movie looks better than any animated film I have ever seen, especially the landscapes. That being said, the movie looks nothing like recent animated films about talking animals. Dreamworks Animations has that field pretty well covered, and yet Rango looks and feels completely different than, say, Kung Fu Panda. Most animations seem to go for a smoothed out cartoony look, where Rango went mor

e rugged, more ugly, and more real (yet a very stylized reality).

The story is a western. Rango is the story of a lizard (played fabulously by Johnny Depp) who is flung from his cage into the desert. While searching for water, he comes across the town of dirt. He quickly creates a persona, making himself seem like a sort of Clint Eastwood style badass, and he is quickly promoted to sherrif. After complaints from the townsfolk, he begins to investigate the water shortage. I would go on and describe the entire

story, but I am not a one for spoilers. Not that it would make a huge difference, the film is fairly predictable. The predictability is the film's one flaw, I literally called the ending, including who the villain would end up being, within the first 15 minutes. However, it is told in an immensely

enjoyable and engrossing way. The movie included several movie references (in case you are a film junkie who appreciates such things) including a cameo appearence of the main characters

from Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas

driving down the highway in a drug induced rage.

The movie is directed by Gore Verbinsky, who previously worked with Depp on Pirates of the Carribean. The movies feel very similar. Both of them take a classic genre and twist them into something quirky, modern, yet still staying true to it's origins (in this case, Rango is still very much a western, similar to Sergio Leone)

The only other animated film remotely like this is last years Fantastic Mr. Fox. Both movies did not feel like they were truly aimed at kids, not afraid to make jokes or references that go over their heads. On those grounds I can recomend this movie to anyone who Liked Fantastic Mr. Fox. Or anyone who likes Johnny Depp, or...Hell. I would recomend this movie to anyone. It is just two hours of pure engrossing fun and beautiful animation

4.5/5

Sick Puppies: Polar Opposite Review

based on the version streaming on their myspace

1). You're Going Down.

Weird track to hear as a Ballad. WHile it sounds cool, the lyrics and melody line to not translate as well as one would hope when put into this context. The choruses sound great, but the track is unmemorable until the instrumental break in the third minute.

2). Riptide

This track is much better suited for acoustic instrumentals then the previous track...In fact im pretty sure ive heard it acoustic in the past. The added string section in the background is a much needed improvement. The song sounds great, minus the chorus, which makes the song sound a little...Im not sure...Kinda like a Pop song...Im not sure why. Other than the Chorus, this track is superb.

3). Maybe

the song sounds almost exactly like the original, minus the pounding drums. eh. I mean, its a good song, but it was certaintly the least inspired song they ever did. Considering I love Sick Puppies, this is still a good song. I like this version better, but like I said...the differences are minor

4). Odd One

One of my least favorite SP songs to this point, this song fixes the problems the original had by replacing the boring opening the original had with a slightly lo-fi version of the chorus before fading into an acoustic version of the song. It sounds SO much better in the acoustic setting. Emma's voice on the bridge is much clearer

5). Dont Walk away

the Vocal part is given to Emma for the verses, though shim and emma still share it on the chorus. I can see why Shim is the lead singer...Emma's voice, while good, is...Different. Especially in this song it sounds almost creepy. Perhaps the song is slightly below her range? I cant be sure. There is an added string section, which is cool. However, while the original song reminded me of something the Daughtry would release, the new version reminds me of "Apologize" by Justin Timberlake/One Republic. Take your pick, either way it is a pop song.

6) All the same

The song is almost always performed acoustically, so I wasn't expecting any surprising here. However, like with almost every song on this EP, there is a sling string backing. The drums sound slightly more defined then they do on most acoustic versions. One other interesting change is Shim's normal guitar solo being done by the string section. We hear Emma more clearly on the bridge. Plus, Shim has finally fixed a problem that used to exist in acoustic versions, where he seemed afraid to sing to...fiercly. The vocals are now almost exactly like the album version...Which is good because it is such an amazing song.

7). White balloons

The hands down best track from "tripolar" is still an amazing track. The string section is well composed, reminding me of something from the Beatles. Emma sings the ENTIRE first verse, as opposed to just half of it. However, the track would be better if she sang ALL of the verses and Shim stuck to the choruses. The bridge, sung as a duet, is the tracks highlight.

Overall...I mean...SO long as you can stream it online I don't know if its worth buying. I mean, its cool and a definite improvement, certainly better than their last attempt at an acoustic EP. I guess the thing this shows is just how much a a letdown "TriPolar" was compared to "Dressed up as Life". The tracks, in their acoustic form, recapture some of that magic that their first US album had.

granted, the 7 songs only cost 5 bucks on amazon to get all the MP3s. So If your a fanboy like me it is worth it, or if you have never bought a Sick Puppies album and like them, then it is worth getting. If you dont fall into one of those categories...then..yeah. It streams free online for a reason

A row of urinals

Short Story

by Alexander Szatkowski

There is nothing worse than feeling sick while on vacation. Over the years, I have contracted many illnesses during family trips. Most of these are mild one day sicknesses, but that does not stop them from being extremely volatile.

The most recent illness was on a family ski trip this year. The sickness hit me after a couple of runs. I was on the top of the mountain when I was hit with it full force. It was a cloudy day, and practically a whiteout at the top. I decided to take the quickest path down, which lead me through the mountain's most difficult trails. The trail was called tightline and, from some angles, it resembled a cliff. This was especially true in that day's weather. Regardless, I proceeded down the mountain. Normally I would take several precautions on this trail, but my deteriorating health made me want to get down quicker, so I just gunned down the trail.

By the time I reached the bottom, I felt terrible. I could barely walk around without getting the sensation I was going to puke, so I headed to the bathroom. The more I walked, the worse I got. Soon, cramps ran up my body, paralyzing me. A headache began to sear through my head. Even the dim lights in the lodge hurt my eyes. I was barely able to drag myself into the bathroom.

Once inside , I began to hunt for a stall, stumbling into the first available one. The lock on the door was broken. The bathroom was empty, so I could have hunted for another stall. However, I felt that more movement could be detrimental to my health, so I braced the door with my feet and prepared for the worst...

...Nothing happened. I took a few deep breathes and sat down, hoping to catch my breath. My headache began to subside, and my cramp slowly loosened i's grip on me.

While sitting I heard the stall next to me become occupied. I automatically flicked my eyes over to where the sound was coming from. The person in the stall next to me was rapidly stripping off all of their clothing. While I personally hate it when my clothes touch grimy public bathroom floors, this did not seem unusual. What was unusual was the type of clothing I noticed falling next to me. The ski jacket was white and green, which gave the jacket a feminine look. In fact, I could not imagine a jacket of that color on a male. The shirt they were wearing underneath it was neon stripes, which I could easily imagine being worn by my little sister. As more and more clothes were removed so that this person could use their bathroom in peace, one thing became very apparent. The stall was inhabited by a woman.

My mind reeled. I hadn't been paying close attention when I entered due to the pain I was feeling in my gut. I hadn't seen anyone else in the bathroom when I entered, and, come to think of it, I couldn't be sure if I had seen any urinals. It was entirely possible that I had walked into the wrong bathroom.

The more I thought about it, the more likely it seemed. I was unfamiliar with the bathrooms, had rushed into them in a hurry, was lucky enough not to be seen as I entered my stall, and was now trapped in the wrong bathroom. This left me with two options. One, I could hide here until closing time. This seemed like the best way to not get caught. However, if someone wanted the stall while I hid in it, I could get security called on me. My other option was to quickly book it out when I thought there were few to no people in the room.

My mind raced as the bathroom became more occupied, and planning was cut short by the knocking on my stall door. I responded to the knock in my best falsetto, “Ill be out in a minute”. I glanced down at their feet, hoping to get an idea as to their gender. They wore ski boots and black snow pants. Completely asexual. Crap.

Slowly, I got up and walked to the stall door, anxiously awaiting my judgment. I stopped holding the door shut, letting it swing open to reveal the best sight I had seen all day.

A row of urinals.