Valkyrie

So I saw Valkyrie on Sat. night. It was pretty good. The most distracting thing was probably the fact that you had to keep reminding yourself that these American & British actors were all actually Germans. It got kind of hard to keep that straight. It really took a long time to get interesting, and it wasn't as well directed as I would have hoped. On the plus side, Hitler was a really good actor, and it actually made it more exciting knowing they were going to fail.

7/10

What makes me so angry is how so many people boycotted this movie because Tom Cruise is in it. Not because he's a bad actor, which I don't even think he is, but because he's a scientologist. These people that claim to promote religious freedom continue to bash on scientologists! I am not a scientologist (Jewish, actually) and never will be, but I don't see why scientology is suddenly the religion everyones allowed to pick on. If I said, "Watch out for him, he's a Muslim," I'd be attacked for being racist. But people are allowed to say, in all seriousness "Don't trust anything he says, he's a scientologist," and nobody even gets mad. It just doesn't make sense.

Looks like I've already broke my promise

Whew! School is finally over, finals are done, and I'm not completely swamped anymore. Looks like I broke my promise of writing 3-4 times a week. Hopefully, now that it's summer, I'll be able to keep it up more frequently. I was hoping to have a job this summer, but the stupid recession is just destroying any opportunity I might have had. I applied to 5 different jobs, with actually good applications, and none of them even called back to say no! That doesn't seem normal to me....

Anyway, tomorrow I'll get my Xbox360 and Halo 3, so all should be better again.

So I'm Pretty Angry Right Now

I took my driver's test for the third time yesterday. I only got two deductions! I didn't check my blind spot when parallel parking, and I pulled a little ahead of the stop sign line one time. Other than that I was perfect. Oh yeah except for one thing.

The corner they told me to back around was kind of covered with weeds and grass so I couldn't really see from the mirror. Trying to be safe, making sure I didn't back over the curb, I took the turn a little wide. On this little side street, I accidentally turned a little bit into the left lane, before immediately correcting my mistake. My driving tester remarked on that, wrote something down, and had me complete the second half of the exam.

That failed me the test. A near perfect score, and that failed me the test.

What makes me so angry isn't even the fact that I didn't get my license. I'm not a great driver, I know that. But I am a good driver. And I see so many people who are just terrible drivers, who will probably cause tons of accidents. I see them at my school and in life, everywhere. And THEY passed their test.

What the hell is wrong?

So I'm pretty sure it's summer...

In my world, it's officially summer. My dad finally went into the garage and took out the large cooling fans, in response to Seattle's current 80+ degree weather. Ah, summer, when its hot enough to open the windows, turn on the fans, sleep in the nude without sheets, and still feel like your going to fucking die! Seriously though, these are high grade fans. When they're turned on full blast across the room, it blows calendars off our refrigerator.

Why I'm Doing This

I have tried many times to make a blog. I have tried to do blogs where I did movie reviews, or complained about the world, or wrote brief jokes. All of these blogs have failed.

At first I thought I failed because I just got bored or lazy, unwilling to do the work to truly keep up the work necessary for such an endeavor. And this might be true. In fact, it probably is. But what's more important is something I realized just recently. These blogs failed, because there was there was no purpose to them. There was nothing there that helped anyone, especially me. When I realized this about 5 minutes ago, I immediately rushed over to my computer and stated this blog.

This blog is not for you. I am not writing this to amuse you or make you happy. If people read it, if they enjoy it, great, the more the merrier. This is, after all, a public website, and I write this knowing anyone can read what I write. But the reason I write this is for me.

I want to be a better writer than I am. I have trouble really sitting down and writing something, and I want to be able to do that to make the movies I want to make. I think that having this blog will be a good way to get my creative juices flowing whenever I need them to. Also, perhaps more importantly, this blog will be part of my own personal therapy. Lately, I've felt kind of...I don't know how to describe it...but its not good. It is most likely normal teenage angst, but in case its something more, I'd prefer to have some sort of outlet. Wouldn't want to go shooting up my school.

I am totally kidding about that by the way. Please don't call the cops.

I also feel like when I write, I can really gather my thoughts together, and my ideas seem to come more freely. However cliche that may sound, its true. At least, sometimes. Sometimes I prefer to keep it in my own head, when even my 60WPM typing cannot keep up with my thoughts. In these cases, sucks to be you. You don't get to hear everything about my own personal psyche.

I might or might not edit these at any time. I haven't decided. Some of them I might edit, and some of them I might not. Maybe a couple months from now I'll come back to this post, see something I don't like, and fix it. Again, not for you, for me.

Whew! Look how much I wrote! I'm already tired! I can see that this might be hard. Well, I'm still going to try to write in this 3-5 times a week. I already have two more topics in mind. But I'm too tired to write about those.