It's August.
Okay. Time to restart this blog. I haven't been keeping up with it. It's not that I forgot about it or that I have nothing to write. I've just been lazy. Forgive me, dear readers. You've all left me now.
So what brought me back? It's not school. Nah, high school couldn't motivate me to write. It's those thoughts swimming in my head as I head to bed every night. I've neglected them long enough. It's time to start putting them on "paper" again.
First thought - I'm out of touch. My sentences suck. I'm verbose. My writing has become coarse. I can't finish a thought.
Second thought - I don't want to read Emma. That's to say I really really really really really don't want to read Emma.
Third thought - It's great to be writing again. Can you believe some people think it's unnatural to like writing? Weird huh. It's also great to re-visit great writing. Here's to you Mr. J.D. Salinger, for your Nine Stories continually influences how I compose.
I'm tired. Goodnight!
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Dark Knight Rises > HP7.5
Here's why:
1. Morgan Freeman. BEAT THAT!
2. I'm a selfish being. I get my wisdom teeth pulled the day before HP7.5 comes out. I can't go to any midnight parties/midnight premier. )=<
3. Bane is a badass.
4. Batman Begins and Dark Knight were both spectacular movies. Nolan won't disappoint.
5. Cast of DKR is incredible.
6. Nolan+All Star Cast will blow any HP movie out of the water
7. Most movies made from books have been worse, HP is no exception.
8. HP7 (the book) was relatively crappy compared to the rest of it. (Deathly Hollows felt like BS to me >_>.)
1. Morgan Freeman. BEAT THAT!
2. I'm a selfish being. I get my wisdom teeth pulled the day before HP7.5 comes out. I can't go to any midnight parties/midnight premier. )=<
3. Bane is a badass.
4. Batman Begins and Dark Knight were both spectacular movies. Nolan won't disappoint.
5. Cast of DKR is incredible.
6. Nolan+All Star Cast will blow any HP movie out of the water
7. Most movies made from books have been worse, HP is no exception.
8. HP7 (the book) was relatively crappy compared to the rest of it. (Deathly Hollows felt like BS to me >_>.)
Monday, July 11, 2011
Quotes
From This Side of Paradise, running around in my brain.
" 'Watch my face, gentlemen, for the primitive emotions.'
He tore it open and held the slip up to the light.
'Well?'
'Pink or blue?'...
'Blue as the sky, gentlemen...' "
"If his reaction to his environment could be tabulated, the chart would have appeared like this, beginning with his earliest years:
1. The fundamental Amory
2. Amory plus Beatrice.
3. Amory plus Beatrice plus Minneapolis.
Then St Regis's had pulled him to pieces and started him over again:
4. Amory plus St Regis's
5. Amory plus St Regis's plus Princeton
That had been his nearest approach to success through conformity. The fundamental Amory, idle, imaginative, rebellious, had been nearly snowed under. He had conformed, he had succeeded, but as his imagination was neither satisfied nor grasped by his own success, he had listlessly, half-accidentally chucked the whole thing and become again:
6. The fundamental Amory. "
" ' I'm a romantic; a sentimental person thinks things will last, a romantic person hopes against hope that they won't."
"He stretched out his arms to the crystalline, radiant sky.
'I know myself,' he cried, 'but that is all.' "
Man that was a good book. Props, Fitzgerald, props.
" 'Watch my face, gentlemen, for the primitive emotions.'
He tore it open and held the slip up to the light.
'Well?'
'Pink or blue?'...
'Blue as the sky, gentlemen...' "
"If his reaction to his environment could be tabulated, the chart would have appeared like this, beginning with his earliest years:
1. The fundamental Amory
2. Amory plus Beatrice.
3. Amory plus Beatrice plus Minneapolis.
Then St Regis's had pulled him to pieces and started him over again:
4. Amory plus St Regis's
5. Amory plus St Regis's plus Princeton
That had been his nearest approach to success through conformity. The fundamental Amory, idle, imaginative, rebellious, had been nearly snowed under. He had conformed, he had succeeded, but as his imagination was neither satisfied nor grasped by his own success, he had listlessly, half-accidentally chucked the whole thing and become again:
6. The fundamental Amory. "
" ' I'm a romantic; a sentimental person thinks things will last, a romantic person hopes against hope that they won't."
"He stretched out his arms to the crystalline, radiant sky.
'I know myself,' he cried, 'but that is all.' "
Man that was a good book. Props, Fitzgerald, props.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Jungle Book
It came out of the woods. I saw him and opened my arms. I walked forward assuredly.
We were siblings (because I'm not a sexist.)
We go foraging for huckleberries. We might even find a Finn. Their tangy sweetness pervades through our mouth, palpitating our tastebuds. I wince. He laughs.
He beckons me forward (screw political correctness.) I follow on twos. Water glistens below the orange sky. It bends; it curves; it meanders. It drives forward, and clashing against the rock, creates white ripples amidst the flow.
He walks right in. We're carnivores now. A smack! A splash! Out flies a trout.
He teaches. I fail. His patience holds until the technique passes to me. I've learned to fish.
We lie on the ground staring into the starry sky. There's Ursa Major and Ursa Minor. He roars.
One, two, three, four... one thousand, one thousand and one, one thousand...
The sun rises and blinds my eyes. I shake his paw, and we say our goodbyes. I head back into the jungle.
We were siblings (because I'm not a sexist.)
We go foraging for huckleberries. We might even find a Finn. Their tangy sweetness pervades through our mouth, palpitating our tastebuds. I wince. He laughs.
He beckons me forward (screw political correctness.) I follow on twos. Water glistens below the orange sky. It bends; it curves; it meanders. It drives forward, and clashing against the rock, creates white ripples amidst the flow.
He walks right in. We're carnivores now. A smack! A splash! Out flies a trout.
He teaches. I fail. His patience holds until the technique passes to me. I've learned to fish.
We lie on the ground staring into the starry sky. There's Ursa Major and Ursa Minor. He roars.
One, two, three, four... one thousand, one thousand and one, one thousand...
The sun rises and blinds my eyes. I shake his paw, and we say our goodbyes. I head back into the jungle.
Monday, June 27, 2011
Into the Mountain Range.
Written on June 26th:
We went into Wyoming and Montana today, but first, we saw Mount Rushmore. It was disappointing. We saw 4 heads from a distance, and that was it. I wanted to be closer and maybe a longer trail. Meh.
What followed was a 10 hour road trip. God that was long. We had to stop by McDonalds for lunch, and I ate a crapload of chips. So unhealthy. Luckily we bought some baby carrots, apples, peaches, and grapes. :3
Along the way, we almost ran out of fuel. As in, the low fuel icon came on and we were freaking out. There are like, NO gas stations before Rapid City (??? Idk where we stopped really). So we drove like 20 miles, with roadwork, at 30-60 mph (due to stupid cars ahead of us.) We turned off the AC, unplugged the GPS, and even turned off the radio. People were wondering what to do if we ran out of gas. Luckily it didn’t happen. That sure woke us up. Freaking risks. :P
We made it into the mountains relatively cleanly. The views, my god! Pine trees carpeted the mountainous inclines; snow draped the peaks; sunlight glistened off ice crystals; chasms plunged off the sides. White, blue, green, brown. Each crisp and vivid contrasting against the others. See what I mean.
Aside from that, I thought a lot during the car ride. It’s what reading does to you. Speaking of which, I finished The Other Side of Paradise. Great book. I like Fitzgerald. Next up, Hemingway’s In Our Time.
Into the Badlands
Written on June 25th:
First day of roadtripping with the family. Spent like 5 hours in the car, minimum. My legs died.
Fitzgerald kept me good company. Amory Blaine, what a character. Literate, successful, charming, and Princetonian. I wish I were like him. The book put me into a pensive mood. The fundamental Amory… when will I know the fundamental me?
We visited Badlands National Park. Its beauty astonished me. See for yourself.
First day of roadtripping with the family. Spent like 5 hours in the car, minimum. My legs died.
Fitzgerald kept me good company. Amory Blaine, what a character. Literate, successful, charming, and Princetonian. I wish I were like him. The book put me into a pensive mood. The fundamental Amory… when will I know the fundamental me?
We visited Badlands National Park. Its beauty astonished me. See for yourself.
We went to Wall Drugs after that. Shout out to Sami Meyer for the suggestion. Great suggestion. :) We ate dinner there. I had a Buffalo Burger. Tasted like any other old burger. Walked around, looked through the stores, saw some awesome knives, bought nothing. Then had some ice cream. The ice cream was good, better than anything I’ve had in Minnesota. The milk flavor really came through, and while sweet, it wasn’t too sweet. Newtown, CT has better ice cream though. Newtown Creamery, go if you ever get the chance.
We finished the trip by driving to our hotel in a torrential thunderstorm. My dad managed to snipe this pic before that though. I really like it.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Pandora's Box
Last Friday, Pandora's box was opened for me. No, it's not that I discovered Pandora Radio (pshhhhh, discovered it long ago man.) It's that I found Uptown! :D
Following X-Men: First Class, Anisha and Leona took Ivan, Ish, and I to explore Uptown. We had quite a time getting there, with Ivan and Anisha fighting about directions for a little bit, but we got there. :p Eventually.
So we parked at McDonalds and walked to Cheapos. It started to rain a bit. Not too heavy, but not a drizzle either. I cracked some jokes to Ish about El Cheapos. Lame jokes. Real lame.
Cheapos is pretty big. They have a HUGE collection of music. Just... not Asian music. See, I was searching for Kpop, but they only had pop on records. You know, like those 45 rpm old school style vinyls. Meh, back to international, modern rock, and rap I guess.
Oh, they also had a ton of DVDs. I saw Yu-gi-oh DVDs there. ^_^ Like, the really old episodes from back when it was Yugi on that island trying to get to Pegasus. 2000 life points, crazy rules I never understood, yeah. Good times.
We left Cheapos without buying a thing (LOL CHEAPOS.) We walked to Sushi Tango in the rain. Ish described the feeling best. It was like Europe. I love Europe. Maybe that's why I love Uptown. Anyway, it kinda felt like this picture (I'll spare you some words)
Sushi Tango was nice. It was really... hipster and chic though. Nothing wrong with that, except wow, the bowls used for serving noodles were ridiculous. Oh, and I didn't bring enough money. I fail. The sushi was quite good. Ivan seemed to enjoy his Sashimi. I think the Tempura was a bit heavy though. Maybe too focused on the batter and frying instead of on the ingredients. Just what it looked like to me.
It was a pretty fun night. I'd definitely go again. I'm looking forward to it. ^_^
Following X-Men: First Class, Anisha and Leona took Ivan, Ish, and I to explore Uptown. We had quite a time getting there, with Ivan and Anisha fighting about directions for a little bit, but we got there. :p Eventually.
So we parked at McDonalds and walked to Cheapos. It started to rain a bit. Not too heavy, but not a drizzle either. I cracked some jokes to Ish about El Cheapos. Lame jokes. Real lame.
Cheapos is pretty big. They have a HUGE collection of music. Just... not Asian music. See, I was searching for Kpop, but they only had pop on records. You know, like those 45 rpm old school style vinyls. Meh, back to international, modern rock, and rap I guess.
Oh, they also had a ton of DVDs. I saw Yu-gi-oh DVDs there. ^_^ Like, the really old episodes from back when it was Yugi on that island trying to get to Pegasus. 2000 life points, crazy rules I never understood, yeah. Good times.
We left Cheapos without buying a thing (LOL CHEAPOS.) We walked to Sushi Tango in the rain. Ish described the feeling best. It was like Europe. I love Europe. Maybe that's why I love Uptown. Anyway, it kinda felt like this picture (I'll spare you some words)
Sushi Tango was nice. It was really... hipster and chic though. Nothing wrong with that, except wow, the bowls used for serving noodles were ridiculous. Oh, and I didn't bring enough money. I fail. The sushi was quite good. Ivan seemed to enjoy his Sashimi. I think the Tempura was a bit heavy though. Maybe too focused on the batter and frying instead of on the ingredients. Just what it looked like to me.
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That's Tempura
It was a pretty fun night. I'd definitely go again. I'm looking forward to it. ^_^
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