While fans eagerly anticipated the Star Wars trilogy of prequels, and anxiously awaited the arrival of the Lord of the Rings trilogy or the films that would complete The Matrix series, there was only one trilogy that I have greatly looked forward to for many years now.

Peter Greenaway's The Trilogy of The Tulse Luper Suitcases. And now Part 1, "The Moab Story", is screening at Cannes. Ahhhh...
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Mood: Sick
Music: Dido - Thank You

I haven't felt very good the last couple of says. Yesterday I slept from 2:30pm till 2:30am. I didn't even know I was that tired, and honestly I don't think I was. I think I was/am sick. That's what I get for making fun of Sam's cold. Yesterday morning I got the same cold heat and sweat of a fever, sore throat and achy joints. So that by the time I got home from class, I just wanted to lay in bed. Good thing I didn't have to work last night, because I don't know if I could have managed. I almost didn't tonight, working with slightly toned down versions of the same symptoms. I wanted to go home early, and this was certainly a good night to do so, but I stuck around. As I type this though, I'm about ready to fall asleep, and if I do it'll be the first time I've done so before 12 in a long time.

Ironically, considering my previous entry, I received my acceptance letter from Columbia, in Chicago, today. I'm now officially a Columbia student. It feels kind of odd to say that. I didn't think I'd be this anxious to go there. But I'm very much in the mood for a change of scenery. Hopefully it will be worth it.

Re-started Enter The Matrix for XBox as Niobe after beating it as Ghost today. This game has been getting about as much flack lately as the movie, Reloaded, has. Difference being, Reloaded deserves it - Enter The Matrix doesn't. Yeah, some of the textures could be better, and a lot of the motion should have been smoothed out, but aside from that it's a fairly solid and, most importantly, fun game. I feel Max Payne still had a stronger hold on the whole application of Bullet-Time to videogames, but Enter The Matrix does a good job of mixing the bullet-time concept with general slow motion and special physical moves - something Max Payne didn't (ie: I don't recall seeing Max running across a wall horizontally, only to do a cartwheel off of it, spinning back onto the floor - firing dual automatic handguns at the same time...). Enter The Matrix, at least its XBox version, is a solid fun game. It's sad that the game is better than the movie, but such is a rare occurence that should be appreciated, in some light.

Okay.. now I'm really falling asleep (almost didn't make it through the previous paragraph). Night...
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Wooooo... I'm back, I think. This has been the longest I've gone without ranting and raving in my blog and, honestly, I feel kind of empty. Boo.

This past week has been extremely odd. Staying up almost all 72 hours of ACen turned out to be a very bad idea, and by the time I got home on Sunday evening I really thought I was going to die ^^ Of course, falling asleep on the floor of the shower, with the water running, probably didn't help. Eek. The only other time I can remember falling asleep on the floor of the shower, water running with my head dangerously close to the plugging up the drain and thus ensuring a quiet demise, was after Chris MacDonald's graduation party 2 years ago. Man.. someday I'll have to talk about that crazy night :P

Speaking of graduation - Congratulations to Karen and Alyssa as they leave behind their high school days this week. Now, everything changes. Karen gave me one of her prom pictures and wrote on it, "Well here's my last picture that I'll ever give you..." Another ending, in a series of endings this summer. Randy asked me when my last day would be working. Columbia's been sending me a series of letters lately, each one stopping just short of explicitly stating I've been accepted (why would they inform me which transfer credits had been accepted, if I hadn't been?), and soon will begin the process of seeking out a new residence. I'll be at Columbia, Marisa will be at Western, Karen and Alyssa will be at Northern. Pat, Sarah, and the others will be here. Now, everything changes.

Graduation, for me, was an exceedingly strange time. I spent most of my time in high school cautiously indifferent to almost everyone, so when graduation finally came I didn't feel any sense of "loss" because I had no sense of commerodery with anyone. It was a non-event for me, which is probably kind of sad but it still doesn't bother me. After graduation there was that same "fake" friendship and good times that I think are true of a lot of high school relationships. We walked out of the school and into the middle of campus, lit our cigars (well, I lit most of them since apparently no one else remembered a lighter...) and acted as if we were all best friends, even though some of us had never spoken more than 3 words to eachother.

On Sunday I bumped into one of my classmates from highschool at the movies. He was one of the nicest guys there, smart (he's at Georgetown now), athletic (star track member) and for all intents and purposes a perfect student. He immediately called out to me by name, but it took me like 5 minutes to come up with his name. That's how it's been almost every time someone's recognized me from highschool. It's almost as if I've blocked out everything from those 4 years.

But anyway.. good luck girls.

I formally have a girlfriend now. Sarah. She's great. Michael commented that she sounded like "The Anti-Marisa" and that's very true, but at the same time I've noticed the similarities that have attracted me to both of them. Now I just get to worry about what happens at the end of summer. But that's all I'm going to say about this. I'm not wholly comfortable talking about it here.

Alex has officially gone insane. Apparently he didn't like it that Pat and I hung out a Denny's, or should I say, "their" Denny's. He says that if he ever catches me there he'll punch me in the face. Good. You do that Alex - punch me in the face and you can rest assured I'll sue your dumb ass for assault. Say goodbye to that shoebox you call a home you fucking moron. And too bad - I won't be there for you to call to come bail you out of prison this time. He's also been talking to Sarah about me. What could he possibly be telling her about me? Ohhhhh yes, apparently he has concluded through some magical intervention that I have a small penis. I'm serious. This juvenile little prick not only likes to spend his time pretending he's someone else (how's Lauren doing, buddy?) but also likes to run around giggling and telling stupid stories like a little bitch. I feel like I'm in 8th grade. Alex, do you honestly have nothing better to devote your time to beyond making up stories about me? Apparently not. And how pathetic is that?

You are one insecure, insane, talentless, bitter, ungrateful motherfucker - you know that? Yes, I was such a terrible, petty, friend to you - huh? Like the way I paid for your food, your movie tickets, took you with me to Anime Central, drove you around in MY car burning MY gas without expecting you to pay me back like the way you do towards *everyone* else? How many fucking drinks did I buy you at the gas station? And for being such a "good" friend to me for 5 years, you sure had a hard time remembering my birthday. Who was the friend who came to see you after you'd been arrested and to be there for you? Who was the person who video taped your little brother's birthday party,copying the tapes for free? Who was the friend who came to your graduation to do the same? Me. You fuck.

Yeah.. had to get that off my chest since it's been festering for a while now. I wasn't going to get all personal like this, but when Sarah said that Alex had been telling her things about me, he made it very personal. Don't mess with my relationships Alex. Just because you screw all of yours up being psycho, doesn't mean you need to do the same to mine.

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