Wednesday, February 25, 2009

F.E.A.R.

growing up my parents said not to watch certain things because i'll get nightmares and won't be able to sleep. they don't bug me when i sleep. instead they bug me when i'm awake.

in recent years the standard for horror films is the pale asian girl with the long black hair over her face dressed in white. guess what? i'm pale. I'm asian. i have long black hair. the shirt i wear to sleep is white. since one side of my room is mirrored i wake up to my own reflection. now i can't look at it in the wee hours of the morning. i just freak myself out. i just imagine that if i pull my hair back i'll look like that elf in the forest in the lord of the rings movie or worse i could have jack skeleton's grin.

i don't get it. i don't watch horror films unless there are zombies involved. so why the sudden eebie jeebies about this image?

i know it's just me in the mirror.

but still i don't want me to get me.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Has Left the Building

a friend once mentioned how it can be hard to enjoy something because one is already preparing for the future. even when things are going smoothly one is bracing for the road blocks.

i don't think i'm a cold person but it takes a while to know me. i'm reluctant to invest in the short term. i get nervous when i find i'm attached to someone. there's always the lingering fear that someday they'll be gone from my life.

i know people grow up and sometimes it means growing apart. But this just makes it harder since i should know better and can't get over it.

maybe i just don't understand how in order for someone i love to be happy it may mean they will have to be apart from me. they will be living a life separate from mine.

but i guess that's why we have to live in the moment because once it's gone it may never come back.

Friday, February 6, 2009

Cherry Kisses

I think the Anti-valentine’s Day post may be the most consistent topic i write about. I still believe it to be a creation of card and candy producers to make more money. Someday I will create a mass-marketing campaign where Plutonic (It’s spelled wrong. It’s an inside joke) Day will trump Valentine’s Day.

Ok so here's some history on it. Supposedly there was a Saint Valentine back in the day but no one is really sure as to the origin story. He would cheer up other prisoners by passing out little notes or treats. It makes me wonder what sort of reception he would receive if he were to try this in our modern prison system today.

I’m not a fan of pink. My Alma mater has embedded me to hate red. So if the official colors of this holiday/occasion are pink and red it’s a no go.

Why celebrate love with one day? It should be everyday.

It's not even good enough to grant us time off work. If a guy showing up in a boat leading to the near extinction of a population can get a holiday and a day supposedly about love cannot something must be wrong.

It gets in the way of nerf gun dart war (I’m just teasing. No I am not).

It’s one of those days that are anti-independent. If you have someone special in your life yay you. If you don’t… you lose. There’s a two-part ad for a restaurant which is offering specials for couples and singles. Couples get a nice romantic dinner and singles are encouraged to drink the night away. That's right, get drunk, get in a car accident and die because no one loves you. No one will miss you.

If you forget to wish Jocelyn a Happy Valentine’s Day, she’ll be mad.

Well the entire thing isn’t bad. Our favorite candy producers usually come out with special addition versions of classic candies.

And in case you were wondering what I will be doing this day, I will be having a steak dinner, at home, with just myself and my parents. Help me.

"Ok so we should invite jocelyn, me...wait...I'm jocelyn." -jocelyn