This is Spinal Tap (1984): definitely had its funny moments, however i'd be more entertained watching Love Fist from Vice City. i must say it was bold of them to make this film. i imagine most moviegoers would simply not get it. its just too strange of a movie to make. if 80's rock and 80's movies are your thing, see it. for everyone else except ryan, go waste your money on spiderman and shrek a few more times. losers.
i'm not sure what happened yesterday. getting sick of these half days. the first half usually starts out pretty dang good. then the second part comes around and it all turns to shit.
first half:
woke up before 11!! i was so proud of myself because i could actually get things done that i needed to. jacked around (that's "around" jessie) for a while, then took off to costco. picked up some blank cd's, lunch meat stuff, breakfast stuff, fabric softener stuff, and dropped of my film stuff. then had a most scrumptious lunch at Quizno's. finally, off to home where my new video card awaited me. the day was looking mighty swell. then i jam to school to prepare our presentations with my group, and as always, had a blast with them.
shit half:
sometime during our little meeting, it hit me that i'm going to have to get up in front of everyone and present some stupid chapter out of the book because our mental case teacher is too lazy to teach the class herself. anyways, i loathe more than anything, getting up in front of peeps for this crap. then the teacher's dad, who's a judge (how do you think she made it to law school??) comes strollin in because it happens to be his day also to teach the class. like jessie and i weren't nervous enough without her dad, who i'm not sure if i mentioned is a judge. so i panic, but think it won't be so bad. i was somewhat prepared, well, prepared enough to BS my way through it. thankfully though, we didn't have to worry about her dad, who is a judge. after teaching his part of the class, he took off. so blah blah blah, cutting to the chase, i get up there and totally lose it. i was shaking so bad and completely lost all train of thought. i looked like a complete idiot trying to figure out what i was even talking about. there was this horrid awkward silence that lasted like 10 seconds where i couldn't talk. i was so close to just walking out the class and not coming back till the final was given next week. i don't think i've ever been so humiliated in my life (well i have, and if you've been around tom ever, i'm sure you've heard the story a million times). i wish i could even begin to truly describe how i felt, but no words would even cut it. so i sat down, wanted to die, and listened as jessie rocked the house. i can't believe how freaking good she did. she sounded so professional, like she knew what she was talking about, and didn't screw up on a single word (even those really hard ones like consciousness and hierarchy). i swear after she was done, i couldn't have been more proud. then mike got up there and freaking showed everyone up again. and he gets extra props because he didn't even have time to rehearse any of it. oh well. just tack on another experience that i'll fail miserably in trying to forget for the rest of my life.
so i'm home to a video card i know will not work for my dance game, given the nature of the night so far. and sure enough, it didn't. i worked on it for so long yesterday, but i can't figure out what the problem is. i don't know what to do about it except just give up and just accept the fact i've spent hundreds of dollars on nothing. i felt and still feel so helpless. then our friends bring over their crying kid so they could go out to see a movie. kim is sure the trooper for watching him. this 2 year old cried for it seemed like an hour straight because he wanted to go home. could you blame him though? i wouldn't want to be around me either. so i go to sleep with crying in the other room, crying in mine, waking up every hour because one of the few joys in my life (sleep) is something i can't even do now, then of course the power shuts off for some reason during the night. so when i'm excited that i have 3 more hours of sleep when i see the clock, i realize its not 3 am, but 6:30, and i have 15 minutes to get ready and leave. cool huh? and the house looks like a dump today, but i got my group coming over at 2. life just couldn't get any better.
such is the familiar bad day. oddly enough, i prayed for the first time in a long time yesterday. the prayer wasn't even for me, but was for someone else. felt weird doing it and i'm not sure what made me. just thought they could use the help. looks like ryan and miss danielle are shacking up together. even though i didn't find out about this from him, i'm really happy for them. i know they will have a blast!
today i'm still in the same chipper mood as i was last night. sorry friends, but i'm not sure if this will go away anytime soon. just know that its got nothing to do with you. its just these half days kill me...11 days, please come quicker!
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