| Can't Buy Me Love |
[Jun. 25th, 2006|07:45 pm] |
So I took the advice from a friend and rented a quintessential 80's movie that defined a generation. Thats right, falling just short of the classics such as Say Anything and Breakfast Club comes the 1987 Patrick Dempsey classic, Can't Buy Me Love. I'm sorry Dan, I hated this movie (You can usually tell if I like a movie by me calling it a film. But I will stick to movie in this case, or perhaps just garbage). In this review I will stick to the horrible fashions of the 80's. Thank God I didn't discover fashion in the 80's...or the 90's for that case.
First of all, I know I am not the one to talk about what is trendy. When I make fun of what people wear, it is sad. Really sad. I will begin with hair. COME ON! Girls, was big hair ever good? Didnt it take a long time to fix? For what purpose? To piss off people in theaters and keep the male hormones at bay? Success. Even guys were seen smothering their hair with moose. Is it spelled moose? Who cares, its dead to me. When environmentalists, or people I used to work with at the EPA spend years trying to pinpoint the source of ozone deprivation and harmful CFCs in the air, I hand them this movie, gift wrapped in my embarrassment of a generation. Granted I can't talk much now that I have started using gel again.
Clothes. Where do I begin. It is like a liberal magazine writer attempting to bash Republicans who meanders into a Bush press conference. Overload. I will begin with the males. First off, the main character starts the movie as the geek. Truth be told, I dig his threads at the beginning. A t-shirt and jeans. Simple and effective. He begins his cool metamorphosis by taking off the sleeves of his shirt. Larry the Cable Guy would be proud. Most of his shirts resembled Kirk Cameron's wardrobe from Growing Pains. Not to mention the tight pants. *shutters and dies a little inside* Then there was the belt buckle. A big one. I don't know where this movie took place, but the belt buckle is reserved for one man alone, John Wayne. That's it, Cowboy.
One of the other dudes in this movie is a wannabe backup dancer from a Ricky Martin video. He was ahead of his time. He is first seen wearing a half shirt. Its a football shirt, but he isnt playing football in the hallway. Just a fruit. And then in home ec (he should be trying to be as masculine as possible in this class) he is wearing an apron. Fine right, wrong. Because thats all he is wearing. This is only hot for Christina Applegate in Anchorman. What a hottie.
Glasses. I am not even going to try and understand what was cool with glasses. I can only ask why, WHY use a neckstrap. If you need one, I can borrow my Grandma's.
On to girls, just to get it out of my system. One girl is wearing facepaint. I thought this was maybe for a pep rally, but she wears it the entire year. Even at prom. Who knows? Speaking of prom, were the ruffles on dresses ever cool? Its like hair (and people), I like things straight. And hey, whats the deal with buttons? I mean those dresses and shirts with at least 20,000 buttons down the front. Oh thats sexy, have to get arthritis to get to second base. Here is an idea, stop getting fashion tips from the Titanic.
Main girl was supposed to be the hottie of school. Don't get me wrong, Amanda Peterson is not bad...except in this movie. Maybe it was the Cosby sweater with a skirt that did it (or DIDNT do it) for me. Or those bigass earrings. She wears these things throughout the entire movie only to reveal (in the drunk scene) that they are clip-ons after she clumsily rips them off. Holy crap, what kind of spring are those things using not to slip off? I might be able to sell them to NASA or something. But I think I pinpointed the source of my problems with Cindi in this movie. As she is at a pool party, she dons an interesting bathing suit choice. (I am just happy it wasnt the terribly unsexy one piece) No, I speak of something that every teen movie since the 70's has. It was even brought back in that movie, 8 Days A Week. I speak of the different color top and bottom. WHY?? I mean, if Phoebe Cates had it right in Fast Times (still one of the hottest scenes EVER) when she came out of the water and opened her bathing suit top. All red. Way to go Phoebe! If she would have taken off a blue top with red bottom, I would have been fixated on the mismatch. Not cool.
Thats about it with the fashion donts of the 80s. I will end with the last outfit of the movie. The main guy is on a lawnmower wearing a cowboy hat. Come on, Patrick Dempsey, who actually tries to pull that look off anyway?
Screw this movie, I am putting on Fight Club (a film)! |
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| bored |
[May. 31st, 2006|02:25 pm] |
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| |  bored | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Tenacious D | ] |
Who would have thought that this summer could be boring? But here i stand, guilty as charged. I wonder how many movies i could watch in one day. Anyway, I just finished On the Waterfront. I think i am going insane. Not talking to humans will do things to your mind. Whats up with everyone this summer? |
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| Score! |
[Mar. 12th, 2006|12:53 am] |
I have come to the realization that with my job, I will once again have stories to tell about coworkers and customers (not that I got many customers working at the EPA). So basically my job at American Eagle is to greet the people and say bye when they leave. It gets uber-repetitive and dull. But I was giving my usual schpeil like "Hi, welcome to American Eagle" "How are you?" and "Hi" when this girl starts laughing. She says "You are too funny" to which I replied "Shove it ho!" Ok, I really just said "Why" and she just kept laughing and had to walk away. Is it just me? Im that laughable. Anyway, when she was leaving I (normally) said bye and she said "If I come back will you say hey to me again?" to which I replied "If I am here" and she laughs again. I guess some people dont get out much. So this other guy in like Armani clothes (or something gay like that) actually snaps at me. Then he walks over and says "Dont get much of that do you" and I say "Only at my other job" and I should mention that this guy is stumbling and smells like bob Dylan. He tells me he has had 9 mixed drinks and then asks me where some indistinguishable store is. I pointed so he would leave because he kept using my shoulder as a support beam. Seriously, who gets hammered and decides to go shopping? Who knows what crazy events await me tomorrow. Until then... |
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| working man |
[Mar. 9th, 2006|08:03 pm] |
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| | bored | ] |
| [ | music |
| | 500 Miles- The Proclaimers | ] |
well, i finally got a job. ready for this? american eagle. Yeah i know. but its relatively easy. A lot of acting like i am doing something (after epa, i am really good at this). But its a pretty cool job. i now own 5 shirts from there. well, i am extremely bored because i am in raleigh over break and nobody else is. i have watched too many movies for even me. at least the acc tourney started today. |
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| Hi ho! |
[Feb. 27th, 2006|08:25 pm] |
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| |  good | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Tales of Brave Ulysses- Cream | ] |
Ah, today I come to you not bitching about my own problems (for once). I have decided to keep all of my emotions inside from now on, bottled up. I read somewhere that it was perfectly happy to do so (maybe it was Fuhrer Weekly). But rather, I am here for an update on my life, which is why you all are still reading I presume. Well, things were a bit busy last week, what with all of the stuff I do like watch at least one movie a day and checking facebook 128 times an hour. I keep hoping that someone will add a wall post maybe. My question is this: Does listening to Tupac on the bus make me badass?? I certainly feel badass, especially when I bark at the Asian kids that get off at my stop. So funny story about my roommate's guinea pigs. I basically hate them with as much passion as possible. He kept them in the hallway for like 2 weeks and they smell and when one squeaks, they all (14 now!) decide to squeak. This noise usually wakes me up from my bi-daily naps that I do take pride in. So anyway, I was walking past them to go to my room and I kicked one of the cages to shut them up. Well about 10 minutes later I went to the kitchen for something to drink and happened to look down and see the cage door was open and the pigs were not in there. So I proceeded to search the apartment for an hour and a half looking for them. I wondered if maybe somehow they had gotten outside but when I opened the door, I saw a cat outside in the hallway. At this point I got that drink (probably not water at this point) and said "screw it." The next morning they still weren't in the cage but when I came home from school they were there. So I don't know what happened. Anyway, I thought that it was entertaining. |
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| Things are looking up... |
[Feb. 16th, 2006|12:19 am] |
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| | complacent | ] |
| [ | music |
| | October Nights-Yellowcard | ] |
Well, good news my worried comrades. To quote Mischa Barton in the Sixth Sense, "I'm feeling much better now." I don't know. I hate being upset so much and although I am still upset about yesterday's occurences (I probably will be for a long time) I took my own advice and just moved on. Well, I got to go to the game tonight and cheer with the Herb Garden. We are really starting to catch on. Plus next year we should have shirts for sale. But the Pack pulled through and really kicked some Seminole ass. annnnnd even better news is that I have the basketball. This past weekend, the Herb Garden camped out for UNC tickets and our group got the most spirited award. We won a basketball signed by the ENTIRE wolfpack team (including Herb). Well I get to keep the ball until August when it will be transferred to the girl's room. So if you want to come see it, you can also come see me too! And that would make me happy as well. Well anyway, everyone can relax, I am fine. Later people! |
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| Lost... |
[Feb. 14th, 2006|05:06 pm] |
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| | crushed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Elton John-Tiny Dancer... | ] |
Don't you just love it when things seem to be going great in your life and all of a sudden the bottom drops out? And things seem so messed up. I really didn't see this coming at all. Ah, life, what a bitch. And to beat a dead horse, this happens on today of all days. As if I wasn't feeling bad enough. Well, congradulations world, you got me. You got me. |
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| Valentines day |
[Feb. 14th, 2006|01:07 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | crappy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Peter Gabriel-In Your Eyes | ] |
Well folks, I am back again. This time to let you in on a little rant that I dedicate to Cupid. Do you know who Cupid was? Son of Venus, goddess of love? What a little bastard (although most deities were in that day). He would go around making people fall in love to get pleasure out of their sorrow, not their happiness. Well Cupid, congratulations...you have succeeded in my misery. I am sick and tired of people's away messages already and it is barely 2 hours into this day. And I can just imagine the front page of today's paper. Five thousand dollars that the word love can be circled at LEAST 78 times. Any takers? Perhaps you wonder why I choose to take this road of bitterness. Well I am that guy who has never had a Valentine's date. Nope. I almost did once, but it turns out that small tin of heart shaped candy was from my mother. I am forgetting about elementary school where kids were forced to give everyone cards and candy. How I miss those days of equality. And then there was 7th grade. Of course. Carnations sent to your "sweetheart" in front of the whole class to (no pun intended) SINGLE out those without someone to hold hands with. This was after the myriad of intercom announcements for people lining up outside of the cafeteria waiting to get overstuffed heart-shaped pillows or balloons. I never wanted any of those things (maybe some candy). No. All I ever wanted was someone to spend an evening with. Someone to laugh with or walk with. Instead of just watching cheesy teen romance-comedies on my TV alone. Is that too much to ask for? Apparently. Well, I have 22 hours left before I am once again a victim of Cupid's merciless folly. Looks like the odds are in your favor wing boy. Touche! |
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| Happy Birthday to Steve! |
[Dec. 13th, 2005|09:10 pm] |
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| | sad | ] |
Steve Buscemi that is. I love that guy. In honor of his birthday, I decided to go and rent some of his movies. Well, I was watching Barton Fink when I realized, I also love the Coen Brothers. I mean, wonderful writing. Ironically enough that is what the main charater in Barton Fink does. I dont know, it just really hits hard to home. Anyway, I am extremely bored in Raleigh. I think I might go home tomorrow, although I doubt that it will be more interesting there. Oh well. |
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| Questions about things that dont matter |
[Dec. 9th, 2005|10:08 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  confused | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Two Words- Kanye West | ] |
So upon eating my Cup of Noodles last night, 2 interesting conundrums popped into my anguished mind. The first is the pictures on top of Cup of Noodles. It is of a fork pulling sollids out of the cup's interior. Now, call me old fashion, but I have always eaten soup with a spoon, not a fork. The second problem with my meal was the slogan on the side of my Cup of Noodles. It reads "More than a soup." Now, is this meant to be inspirational, or hinting at something that I don't want to think about in my soup? Still, when 15 cents buys you a meal, you can't complain. |
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| I HATE IOWA |
[Nov. 30th, 2005|11:50 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  annoyed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Flagpole Sitta- Harvey Danger | ] |
Yeah, so the Pack are no longer undefeated. I was sad, but it was bound to happen. But here is what is going to be sweet. My senior year, Brackman(my fave player), Grant(if he stays), and Simmons(Big Ced) are going to be Seniors as well. If they don't go pro, we will have a kickass team. In other news, Dead Week is not bad for me. I had a GC 120 project due and a paper friday, but I am not stressing out (big surprise). I seriously think I am the most chill guy alive who isnt a pothead. I am working on a film project that will be made into a short. I am writing it and after break will be handing it over to another person who will direct it. No spoilers on what it is about, but it will be good. I have been spending a lot of time trying different things with my hair in the mirror and working on puzzles. I need a hobby, a job, or a girlfriend. Or possibly all three. Well, I will be going now. Yall come back now, ya hear?
ps. what about Elisha Cuthbert for a new girl?? She was hot in Old School and The Girl Next Door and today is her birthday! |
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| This means I am bored again |
[Nov. 29th, 2005|01:25 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | good | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Rain Song- Led Zeppelin | ] |
So yeah, giving the "LJ" another go-round. And this time, nothing held back. All my thoughts open to any Middle Class, American, Internet enthusiast. No Asians can read these posts because then the Asians will learn my plans. So I just finished War of the Wolrds and a meatball sub. I am happy that I chose the sub because Tom Cruise's preformance left a sour taste in my mouth. Maybe I should stop licking the TV when Dakota Fanning is onscreen (kidding). I might take a nap today, because I do so every day. Why break tradition? As I was saying in Film class, I have given up my obsession with Natalie Portman after she shaved her head (what can I say, I am shallow when it comes to Hollywood idolization). Any suggestions for a new Lust Interest? Right now the contestents are Charlize Theron, Alexis Bledel, Jessica Alba, and Queen Latifah. Ok, Nia is coming over to watch a movie so I have to throw all of my crap in the closet to look like I am a neat person. Later. |
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| in a daze |
[Sep. 5th, 2005|03:44 am] |
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| |  pensive | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Staralfus- Sigur Ros | ] |
"I'm not scared of dying. I'm scared of nobody caring." I don't know who said that. The only person who knows who said that is the one who wrote it. But regardless, I like it. I think the thing I worry about is being forgotten. Its like I want to make this huge difference in people's lives. I wonder about the people I knew in Elementary School. People like Ariel. Why do I remember her at this exact moment? Has she even thought about me in the past 12 years? Odds are, she hasn't. My memomry has vanished from her mind. Like the chalk outline of my being washed away with the rains of time. What if I don't make it big? What if I don't leave a film behind in some time capsule for my posterity to discover and appreciate. I don't care about leaving this world, that is inevitable. I worry about people forgetting me. I know what you are thinking. "In 100 years, nobody will remember any of us because the people we knew wont be here either." Well thats not good enough for me. I don't remember any on my great-grandparents except Grandma Jim. After I am gone, even she will be forgotten. How sad is that? The ashes collect in heaps on my incense burner. I think of them as pieces of wisdom that I have gained over the years. Is it true that the less you know, the happier you are? Then why do I even try to learn more? Why do I listen at all? Why do I seek knowledge and information when I could just not care and live life in a happy frame of mind? I don't know. I sit here in this uncomfortable blue chair staring at the one person I know I truly love in the world and haven't the slightest clue about anything. But I am still not happy. I never will be. Thats just a part of life and I need to learn to deal with it like everyone else. |
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| I LOVE COLLEGE |
[Aug. 16th, 2005|06:04 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | cheerful | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Drunk Girl- Something Corporate (haha) | ] |
So yeah, i definatly loved last night. I made it over to the 1204 minus 200 suite to hang out with the old boys. We had a great time. I met all of these freshies and felt like such an old fart. I was walking around the suite and who was there but Montana. ??? How weird is that. Apparently Amy from our floor is now her suitemate. Small world huh? We got in trouble for being too loud. This RA from the 4th floor came up to check us and I shake the dudes hand and introduce myself with a beer IN MY HAND! And still dont get caught. I am the luckiest kid alive for sure now. And I love that. I think I might make 1004 my new home. I can just crash on the couch over there.
People keep coming over to see the apt. I am finally unpacked for good so if you want to see it, give me shout.
Classes start tomorrow. How am I going to make it to a 8:05 class?? I have no idea. |
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| Moved in |
[Aug. 14th, 2005|10:56 pm] |
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| | excited | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Clocks- Coldplay | ] |
I am moved in, hooray! People need to start coming by to see me. Yea, this will be a great year. I love NC State. Go Pack. Go people at my school. I like things. |
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| The Day is Finally Here |
[Aug. 9th, 2005|01:02 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | ecstatic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Stairway to Heaven- Led Zeppelin!!! | ] |
I cant decide if i am more excited about today ending or friday getting here...
Today Keri and Mike gave me a thing of hair gel because I used to gel my hair and they think young hooligans who do that sort of thing are funny. So I have hair gel that I will never use. Mike was talking about the Miss Teen Pagent and told me the winner. I wanted to know what she looked like so I typed Miss Teen into google. I clicked on the Miss Teen USA website and this message comes up that says the site has been blocked by the EPA and a message will be sent to some administrator or something. I thought it was more funny than worrisome since it would be funny to get fired on my last day. So I was reading it outloud to Mike and Keri and didn't realize that my boss was standing right behind me. He says "uh oh" and Mike was like "Josh, stop going to those porn sites at work" After explaing it to my boss he said he needed to talk to me. Thinking this was my flaming glory I was looking for, I was a bit disappointed that he just wanted to take me out to lunch. Oh well, I am just like George Costanza after all.
Also I forgot to mention one of the highlights of my weekend: Getting hit on by yet another gay guy. Do I send off pheremones or something? Honestly. This one was at JC Penny's at Southpoint. He was staring, STARING at me like he knew me. He said they were staying open late. I casually said "At least there wont be too many people here" I guess he took that the wrong way because he was like "Come here" in a VERY sensual tone. He took me halfway across the store and showed me some shoes. I thought he was going to take me in the back and rape me. I acted like my phone rang and said "Thats my girlfriend, she is ready to go" then walked away. How does this keep happening to me? Matt was bad enough, but now strangers are hitting on me.... Anyway, I felt dirty so I went home and took a shower. Mom just laughed at me....
Only 2 hours and 15 minutes to go... |
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| Change is good |
[Aug. 8th, 2005|02:30 pm] |
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| | happy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Where Are You Going?- DMB | ] |
I did it. I changed my major on facebook to communications-media.... Now to do it for real when I get back to school...
For the first time in my life I don't have a clue about what I want to do in my future and it feel fantastic. Here is to not knowing what is around the next curve! |
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| Random Thoughts of the Morning, G |
[Aug. 8th, 2005|10:54 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  crazy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Where is my mind?- The Pixies | ] |
Fool in the Rain by Led Zeppelin is such a bubblegum song. So is D'Yer Mak'er. Those crazy guys...
Ok, so since today is halfway over, I will go ahead and say it...ONE MORE DAY OF WORK!!!
I went to a wedding this weekend. I was such a wedding crasher, more about that later...if I feel like it!
Haha, all of my stuff for school is already packed up and waiting at the door. I had to dig through bags to find a clean shirt. I am ready.
!sdrawkcab depyt si enil siht
"This" typed backwards is so close to "shit"...too bad.
It would be cool to take over the world someday. I wonder if I can major in that... |
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| Wooo! |
[Aug. 4th, 2005|01:38 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | ecstatic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Afternoon Delight | ] |
Veronica Corningstone and I had sex and now we are in LOVE!!! |
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