#Winning

This is quite the lovely song I heard some weeks ago but only just got around to listening again. Great thing about spring break: lets me catch up. It's very calming, and yet adventurous. I love it.

So today was a bit of an unremarkable day. I watched Top Gear this morning and then have been putting away bins with our Christmas decorations. Yes, we have only just gotten rid of them all. The reasons why might show up in a later blog, I don't know.

Short post, but that's bound to happen.

Ed. I should add, actually, that my mom has become addicted to Twitter because of Charlie Sheen. It's gotten rather annoying with her constant quoting. Still, she's a great mom.

I Need an Interpreter

So I just watched "Lost in Translation" and now I might have to turn my film critic card in.

I didn't like it.

The film was so swamped with metaphors that I didn't have a clue about, the plot was completely murky, and even the title barely gives me a sense of the film. Bill Murray and Scarlett Johanson are lost and then find each other to become slightly less lost. Maybe. Even TVTropes could barely give me a sense of what this film was about. I just didn't see what all the fuss was about.

Was the audience being lost intentional? Was this just a giant game to make us empathize with the characters? I don't even know.

On to other matters. Today, my first official day of spring break, I did nothing, and it was glorious. I ate some food, let gold rack up on my Fable III character, and read. I love reading, I wish I could do it more often. I love free time. I wish I could travel, be free of restrictions. Someday I will.

I'll just be sure to avoid Japan.

"Well, there are some things a man just can't run away from."

Thankfully, John Wayne, I don't have anything to run away from. That quote, dear Reader, comes from a movie called "Stagecoach" directed by John Ford. It was the first film that convinced Hollywood that westerns were a bankable, serious idea. It was also the role that made John Wayne a star. Plus, I think it had one of the coolest chase scenes I've ever seen.

There's something about the western genre that attracts me. I go through many genres of entertainment, but I always come back to the western. I'm not entirely sure why. I wasn't a "cowboys and indians" type as a child. I never daydreamed about robbing banks or riding horses. Hell, I've only ridden a horse once, and I look stupid in cowboy hats.

What I think does it for me is the sole idea that it's man versus man in a stark environment. Things were simpler than now, but also so much more complex in different ways, as well as dangerous. It'd be a really shitty world to live in, but... don't you secretly wish you did?

On a different note, I started spring break today! I haven't had a majorly stressful semester so far, but damn it still feels good to kick back and relax. Except for that twenty page term paper I have to write. But that's a tale for another day.

How Did I Get Here?

So somebody posted a tweet about this song, causing it to be stuck in my head from the beginning of my History and Systems of Psychology class to... right now. I really like this song, considering I'm not the biggest fan of 80s music. I heard it at a Five Guys' a few months back, and just think it's really catchy.

Anyway, today was a good day, even with Jessica rubbing her pee hands on my back right as I'm walking to class. I wouldn't say it was very eventful, just good. Jared and I created a hierarchy of chivalry in which I'm king, so that's good. My Tyler sandwich from Einstein's was DELICIOUS, though light on the turkey. Chris found the first ever black gym leader in Pokemon White and... yep.

Aren't you so happy I'm making such meaningful, groundbreaking posts? I'll come up with some better ones soon!

The Neverending Story

So I have begun. 365 days of blogging, can you handle it? I don't know if even I can. I don't know if I've taken on something in such a long-term before, so this will be a whole new experience. I've tried keeping journals before but always get bogged down or lazy and don't write anything, but I'm hoping this time will be different.

So what can you expect from this blogging adventure? Pretty much what you've come to expect: insightful entries, boring entries, and everything in between. Some days I might just post a video, or a sentence, or even a word. I fully intend to keep up this promise to post, because no matter what, this blog is a catharsis. I've gone through a lot these past few years, and sometimes I've struggled to express myself. I've held things back, not just from myself, but from family and friends. Putting words to... screen, I guess, is a way to exorcise my demons from the day, week, month, even year.

On March 1st, 2012, I want to look back on this blog as a better person than I was: healthier, happy, and more fulfilled.

As a great man once said, the world's going pretty fast. If you don't stop and take a look around once in a while, you might miss it.

So, will you join me?

I Am About to Embark on a Great Adventure

So I am about to declare something I will more than likely regret. After being inspired by Jessica's blog, and another friend of mine who probably wants to remain anonymous, I have decided to start blogging once a day for a year. Yes, 365 blog postings. It will be difficult, and I will most likely fail. But I'm going to try to do it.

I'm not sure why I want to do this. Probably the challenge, though God knows I have enough writing challenges to deal with right now. Maybe because I want to keep an actual journal for once. I think it's healthy to write down how I feel, even if it's just one word or a YouTube video.

So stay tuned, Reader. Starting March 1st, the Year of Blogging commences.

The Precipice

So I return to FGCU tomorrow. I can't say it's something I'm seriously looking forward to. Christmas Break has been amazing, and I will miss it dearly. I haven't been this relaxed in ages. As the sun ticks lower over the horizon, I think about what the week will bring. For you see, the first week is the hump of the unknown. Once I pass it, the first week of May will be here before I know it. The classes I have picked are all interesting, the time between classes I have friends to be with, and I still have Friday off. Do I think the semester will be just as difficult as the last? I hope not. All I have to do is make it through this semester, and try to enjoy all the time I have within it.