Food For Thought

About 8 years ago a movie came out. My parents went to go see it. I wanted to go with them, but they talked me into staying with grandma. When they came back from the theatre, they were silent. It was a sad, almost reverant silence. I didn't even think about a movie that could get my father to cry.

About two years later, i heard about it again in my social studies class. The kids were raving about it. I felt like the only one who hadn't seen it. They described it as if it were a sort of "shoot-'em-up" gangbusters film. At that point, i wanted to see it so badly, just to fit in. I went home and asked my parents. They shook their heads and said that I was too young.

About two years ago, I was sitting at home with my grandmother thinking about some of the films i had always wanted to see and i mentioned that movie. My grandmother looked at me and said, "Yeah, I think you can handle it. It's not an enjoyable movie, but it is amazing." I nodded and said that i was ready for anything.

That day, we went to the video rental place and picked the movie up. I watched it in silent horror and pain. After the first twenty minutes I kinda wanted to shut it off and walk away, but I stayed put. I figured that this was the closest i was going to come to even barely understanding what those people went through. I felt terrible that war is so glorified and the dead are only numbers. It made me think about things that I had never thought about before.

I'm pretty sure that this week has been labled "Holocaust Rememberance Week." We walked into Mr. Wynn's class laughing about our conversation with Mr. Holst from last period. Mr. Wynn mentioned that he was showing Saving Private Ryan to some of his classes. I jumped a bit. Then Sasha had the audacity to bash the movie with only having seen the first ten minutes (or so he said). I shook my head. He said that it was just another war movie; nothing even remotely different about it. Mr. Wynn tried to tell him that it brought in a terrible human mortality aspect and that was what made it so amazing. And Sasha said, "So how can you make an entire movie about saving one man?" Mr. Wynn sighed and said that he was going to show us the part after the horrific beginning where they are typing the telegrams. But Sasha said that the beginning was plain and that it was a good thing we were skipping it. So Mr. Wynn stopped the tape, rewound it and started it from the beginning. Sasha was silent. The one time he opened his mouth dureing the entire thing his voice was shakey and broken up. He said, "What the hell were they thinking? How were they going to get up that beach?" And then he was silent again. I was silent, everyone was silent. I wanted to cry, I know everyone felt the same. And even though he had seen it a million times, Mr. Wynn was still rivveted to it with watering eyes.

It was horrific. Horrific in its true nature. No ghosts or supernaturals. No hack-saw murders. No talking dolls. Just plain, brutal reality and that was what made it so terrible. Reality is scary and nothing else really is. We watch "horror" movies for the shock value, but to sit down and see reality is the scariest things of all. Words and numbers mean nothing. It's seeing it and hearing it that counts. And even though it was an amazing movie, it was still nothing compared to what those veterans went through.

So yeah, I just wanted to write that down.

God bless those who fight and die for what they believe in...

And (again)...

I got these pretty wedg-like shoes for prom. They are from Aerosoles and they are a beautiful shade of purple. I know, I know, there is no purple in the dress BUT it works out really nicely. It adds an extra layer to the ombre, which, I think, is pretty cool.

I think that I'm just gonna straighten and crimp my hair for prom. That sounds simple and elegant.

I need to work on my mask, but the crystals haven't come yet. Mom and I ordered some crystals on line and they haven't come yet... Hmm... But once they do get here, it's craming time!

I'm also getting contacts!!!! YAY!!!! My glasses just don't work with the mask, so Mom agreed to get me a set of contacts!!!! That is so cool, isn't it? I bet a year ago she would've never even thought about it...

My Story is Finished

I finished my story, The Rin Wars.

It is:

121 pages (standard printer paper pages)

232 pages (standard paper back)

50,090 words

2,932 Paragraphs

4877 Lines

27 Chapters + and Epilog and a Prolog

And it's complete. Maybe I'll change a few minor details, but I doubt it. I want to hand it out but I'm not sure of who I should give it to... I need a beta reader! Someone I know, but not well enough to go easy on me with criticism. I really do want it to be brutal. As much as it will probably hurt, it'll be for the bettering of the story (and myself) as a whole. But who can I give it to... My brother has already read it but he was no help in the structure department. So who... Hmm... I need to think about that.

And...

I got accepted to New Paltz! yay. That makes all four. Kinda cool considering I went into this year affraid that no college would accept me...

Good Day...

Guess What?

Guess?

Guess!

Ready?

ED IS DEAD! OH YEAH! UHUH UHUHUHUH! YEAH! KILLED BY HIS 400 YEAR OLD BROTHER! HOT DAMN! I SAW IT! BLOOD EVERYWHERE! RIGIMORTUS AND STIFFENED BODIES! ANIMATED IT MAY BE BUT DAMN... WORLD WAR I ED DIED IN A ZEPPLIN FIRE SO THAT ALCHEMY ED COULD BREAK THROUGH THE GATE AND FIGHT ENVY! ENVY TURNED INTO ALL SORTS OF PEOPLE, BUT ED DIDN'T STOP POUNDING HIM UNTIL HE TOOK ON THE FORM OF HIS 400 YEAR OLD BROTHER! ENVY! HOHENHEIM'S FIRST SON WHO DIED OF MERCURY POISONING! DAMN! ROSE BROKE AND CRIED, AL FREAKED OUT AND THERE'S ONLY ONE EPISODE LEFT!

ZERO'S LOSE AND EPYON'S ALIVE! I'M WATCHING GUNDAM WING AGAIN AND BOY DOES IT FEEL WEIRD. MEL HAS THE TAPES SO WE'VE BEEN WATCHING SELECTIVE EPISODES. HEERO'S INSANE BECAUSE OF EPYON, TREIZE IS PUSHING HIM TO THE LIMIT, MILLIRADO IS FIGHTING AS ZECHS, RALENA IS PLAYING THE PART OF SANQUE EMBASSADORE, LADY UNE IS "DEAD", RUMMEFELLER IS FASCIST, DOROTHY SHOWED UP, QUATRE'S HEADING BACK FOR SANDROCK, TROWA'S FLOATIN' ALONG IN THE MIDDLE OF OUTTER SPACE, WU FEI IS STILL A SHOVENISTIC BASTARD, AND DUO IS A MESS BECAUSE OF ZERO! WOW... JUST PLAIN WOW... I KNEW I LIKED DUO... (yes!)

good day...

Oh yeah... He's dead alright... Yup... Dead... (It looked so cool when they zoomed in on his over-dilating eyes... creepy... And the blood... it pooled out slowy around him... The only thing that could have made it more real would be... if it were real! Awesome death scene for an animation. Go Ed! Sacrifice yourself for the bettering of anime {maybe even regular animation} everywhere!)

Yeah, sorry 'bout that, but Deathscythe is dead... But don't worry! Deathescyth Hell is better! But Custom rocks! You get what you deserve in the end... Baddass wing span and a real effing scythe! Kick ass Shinigomi! (And like O said, it hurts less if you cry outloud...)

good day...

March First