Of the plan and procedure on sneaking into the packed theatre (which shall be showing The Passion of the Christ):
One: I shall hide mineself in the trunk of mine brothers car, in which he will not look, thinking me not clever enough to hide in the "boot" of a car.
Two: I shall bring chips and cocunuts, which will keep me sustained until I get to a gas station, when I will sneak out of the trunk into the backseat, and out of the side door. Then, I shall relieve mine bladder by pissing.
Three: Sneaking back into the trunk ever so quietly, I shall remain hidden, and not make a noise or anything of the sort. Then, when the car comes to a full stop, I shall sneak into my brother's back seat of his car; and, making sure we are indeed at the destination, knock him on the head, and rob him of his I.D.
Four: I shall then make my way into the theatre with my brother's I.D., therein disguising mine voice and walk to imitate that of my kin. I shall watch the movie, and leave immediately.
Five: I shall NOT make my way back to my brothers car, as he would most likely be awake and have retaliation planned. I shall, instead, go to the nearest bus stop, board a bus, and make my way home.
Six: I shall log on to RT, and then brag and brag and brag, until mine eyes sag with sleep deprevation.
The day began with my alarm blaring 80's music. So I sat up, tried to figure out where I was, and then punched my alarm clock until I hit the snooze button. 6:30 is not an ideal time for wake up, but today was different because I wanted to get some last minute cramming in for my Math test (who was I kidding?). So BOOM! The Larry and Willy show comes blaring from my alarm clock at 6:40, and I hit the snooze again. When would I study for my math? I didn't know. Needless to say, I didn't get up until ten after seven (thats four snooze buttons later). I got up, and looked over the notes for my book report which was due today. Skimming over the introduction, I ran downstairs where my mom had my smoothie sitting out for me.
"Ten little Indians, by Agatha Christie, is an intriguing and suspenseful mystery novel..." I said for memory as I stashed yogurt into my lunch kit. What was I forgetting? Something important...pickles! No...I didn't have pickles. Oh yes, brownies, which I was going to trade for pickles.
I finished getting ready and ran to my truck. "What is accounts payable?" I asked myself. "Accounts payable is money owed by a business." I answered.
So I get to school and HOLAH! I start off the day with my math test (which I think I aced, by the way). Then, five minutes before lunch I stood up and gave my book report. The entire thing clocked in at 2 minutes and 46 seconds. Bingo! I got 95 percent on that baby.
Got to the end of the day with relative ease, when a teacher for one of my classes says "I'm going to see The Passion of The Christ on Saturday."
So I says, "I'm by myself on Saturday...hint hint."
"Do you want to come?"
Thinking of my obvious chance to rub this into RT's face I nearly yelled "YES!".
"I told you yesterday there were no tickets left!" My brother said two hours later, as he showed me the mock up for his new cd.
"Did you even check?" I asked. "Are you recording this on Friday?"
"Yeah. Look, the theater is reserved. It wouldn't be any good to check. I can't bring you...neither can your teacher. Is my hair alright on this cover?"
I got home that day a little bummed. So, my dad, brother, and teacher are going to see this movie before the end of the week? Crap!
"You're brother phoned" said my mom as I perused RT. "He said the reason you couldn't go to the show was because the tickets were sold out."
"Really, mom?" I says politely as I looked in perplexity at the growing mafia game.
"But he said Jen might not be going, so I told him if she didn't go to call and ask if you still wanted to."
"There is still hope" I heard Arwen's voice echoing in my subconscience.
The rest of the day was of no consequential value.
Lately, I have been exploring the site known as trigger street(www.triggerstreet.com). It's a pretty cool place. People go there and put up their short films, and other people can sign up and review those short films. They also have screen plays you can review, as well. I like to stick to the shorts, they're easier to review and aren't as time consuming as a screenplay. The cool thing is your short film can be shown at Sundance film festival, and you can even win money and a prize if it's really good. I think I'm going to put up my mockumentary their, and it will be included in Triggerstreet's 4'th film festival, taken to Sundance, and there it will be picked by people such as Kevin Spacy to be the best of the best! That is my dream, people. Okay, no it's not.
In other news, my dad is probably going to see The Passion of The Christ on Wednesday. I would go, but he's seeing it in Ontario. Curse you, Ontario.
Well, that's all for now.
Well, it is the weekend (in case you didn't notice). I like the weekend, it provides a means of escape from school and teachers and annoying friends. Well, in my life the weekend starts on Friday morning, when I can sleep in and have the day to myself. Not so, in the case of yesterday. My school had a field trip to go see a live production of "The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe". It actually wasn't bad. On the contrary: it was quite good. What made it so intereseting was that there were only two actors the entire time, and they only had about five props (a chair, a loveseat, a sheet, a wardrobe...etc.). The man would be acting as Peter, and then the stage would have a blue light shining on it, and POOF! he would be Edmund...while the lady would be the white which, and POOF! she would be Aslan (weird, I know. But the guy also got to be Aslan too).
We took cars to the theatre. When we were leaving Vancouver to head back home, my three friends called "shotgun" (except they wanted to ride in the back :rolleyes: ), so I sat in the front. When they got in the back, there was some kafuffle over who would sit in the middle, and my blonde friend got mad at my read head friend for taking a window seat ( he was forced to sit in the middle because of this.I don't really know why since I was sitting in the front). Well, the point is my blonde hair friend got mad and decked Red...three or four times. Red seemed fine on the ride home,but when we got outIcould see he had a black eye, and a bump on his nose. I haven't heard anything back yet, but I think his nose may be broken, and he infact has TWO black eyes. Man, my blond friend really lost his temper that time. He's the kind of guy that gets so mad he just blacks out and starts throwing punches. Yikes. I was going to see ROTK with him last night, but his parents intervened when they found out.
On another note, I have a narrative I have to finish by Monday. I am currently on production of the "rough draft". And no, I did not leave it to the last minute. Rather, my teacher led me to believe that I had until Wednesday to finish the ROUGH COPY. I bet you figure that I was surprised when she suddenly told me that the ENTIRE THING needs to be in by monday. Also, it counts as a test grade. It will be a good challenge, I reckon. Anyone know a site where I can copy and paste?
Wooooohee! Today was an official "Snow Day". Yes, that is correct. After one day at school, I found myself back at my house, lounging like Christmas break had never ended. However, there was a catch: there should be snow for school to be cancelled (hence the title "Snow Day", I reckon). It didn't even start snowing until 10:00. And even with that, there's only about a half of an inch on the ground right now. I think school was cancelled because the teachers were sick of us already. I know the real reason though. Yesterday, they were forecasting a foot of snow for today, thus all of the teachers got incredibly nervous. Also, yesterday and last night was like a preparation for war: people going to the store for food, getting out shovels, turning on generators...I myself had to go to the Save-On-Foods just this morning for Orange Juice and Dog Food. And for what? Half an inch?
Well, it's snowing again. Maybe school will be cancelled tomorrow, too!
Okay, so I didn't say anything today to my friends about my mock doc. I'm still wanting to think about it some more, in order to give them a fuller view of what I want. That way, they can't say "forget it" so easily. I was thinking that if I threw some candy into the equation they might be persuaded to join the crew (which is me...and only me).
Now, about my mockumentary. I'm thinking that it will "document" a fight at school and the two or so hours leading up to it, with opinions being shared by the two fighters, their friends, maybe some teachers. I don't know how the fight will play out yet, or if I want it to be between a bully and a "nobody". Also, I was thinking I would make references to my RT pals in the film. Honk if you want a verbal cameo.
I'm not sure about a title yet. I was thinking something cheesy like "High Noon, Monday".
Any comments or suggestions? I need alot of ideas.
Well, here I sit at my computer with "Rubberband Man" playing in my head. Actually, it's playing in my ears too...but that's a part of my head. I find it has a Catchy Tune (you may deduce that that is why I'm listening to it).
So there's school tomorrow. Yeah. At first I thought I went back on the sixth. SURPRISE!!! I'm going a day early! Wow, and I guess you can bet I'm bouncing off the walls with anticipiation; and, at the same time, oozing with sarcasm. School is inevitable, however. So instead of finding bad things with it, I find the good, and focus. Then I tune into reality and realize tomorrow begins tests, quizzes, homework, teachers...and all that jazz. Buh duh duh la dee da, herm dee herm dee her...buddada BOM BOM, and all that jaaaz.
An idea somehow managed it's way into my brain last year, whispering ideal things. The main one being that I should make a mockumentary. I entertained this idea for a while, namely on a camping trip I took with my brother and some friends. I wanted to set up a cam, give people an idea of what I wanted to see...and BAM! the whole thing fell apart.
This christmas I got stuff that lets me hook my camcorder up to my computer, thus giving me the editing capability that I always wanted! Now, I am going to make a mockumentary. Oh yes, my friends, and it will be great. Chris Guest, ye be warned! Of course I have problems with it. First of all, I have a lack of interest from everyone around me to help out. Second...even if I did have my friends interested, I wouldn't want them to help, on account of their sucky acting. Besides that, I tried to get them to make a short film with me once, and they wanted money! My God. I think I'll report back on the mockumentary at a later date. Tomorrow maybe.
Do you know those nights? The ones where you have stuff to do...but you don't have stuff to do? You could pet you dog, but you don't want to. You could get stuff done for the office on Monday, but you don't want to. You could be playing Medal of Honor, blasting away Japanese soldiers in the thick jungles of Burma...but you're tired of getting blasted by their big machine guns. Do you know what I'm saying? Is there a name for this? I think I'm going to give it my own name: Lazed boredom syndrome, or LBS (isn't there something else with the name LBS? Hmmmm). I am currently experiencing LBS (Man, I hope that doesn't mean anything else), and I really don't know what to do with it. Hopefully it will be gone tomorrow. Ah, tomorrow! No wonder Annie spontaneously made up a song about it. I have never made up a spontaneous song. At least, I don't think. For sure not in front of people...like ladies. Man, that would be the ultimate embarrassment...singing a spontaneous song in front of a group of females, and then realizing that you're off key, or-or you don't have a word to go with the song, or if you feel a cool breeze going between your legs and you realize you forgot to put on your pants that day. Do you know, my teacher once forgot to put on his pants. This was the teacher, who -having just walked up to me- had a little spider drop from his goatee. It was really weird.
Christmas this year was good. My sister and brother in law and niece came over. Wow! My niece wore me out, let me tell you that! "I want to show you something!" "I want you to play barbies!" "I want you to stop doing what you want to do so you can do what I want you to do!" BAH! What has happened to children these days? Do you know what I think they need? A correctional facility...in the form of Chucky Cheeses (so they don't know that they're in a correctional facility). Yes sir, that's what I think. Wow, I have gone off on a ramble. Somebody shut me up.
I didn't get to go to Trilogy Tuesday today. I didn't buy tickets for this a while back because I felt like it was something that could be skipped (plus 50 bucks a ticket?!?! Holy Hannah!), but I feel differently now. I think I could have sneaked into my local bank, thieved 50 dollars, and payed my way into Trilogy Tuesday, where I could watch the film as it was meant to be watched. All the people that did go, and are in fact enjoying TT...curse you! Curse you and the ground you walk upon. Curse the steak you grill, the beer you sip, and the essays you write. CURSE YOU!
The other day I was rather pleased to see an extraordinary picture of Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen on the cover of Teen Magazine. Wow, have they gotten hot. Now, I don't think it's wrong for me to think of them this way, since they're what, two years older than I am? Some people tell me to think Full House when I look at that picture. That has no effect on me whatsoever, because I was probably drooling over them when I was two more so than I do now.
Well, if this entry disturbed you, don't worry. Er, I'll ask a question.
Given the options, would you listen to
"Where the Streets Have No Name"-U2
"Free Falling"-Tom Petty
"Jack and Diane"-John Mellencamp
"Turn Me Loose"-Lover Boy (:p)
or "We Didn't Start the Fire"-Billy Joel