Wednesday, May 16, 2007

i watched spiderman AGAIN.

what cruel punishment.

the second viewing was much better tolerated, seeing that i already knew what was gonna happen next. i guess i was able to like the movie a little bit (i guess being with a kid helps), and i could enjoy the graphics/effects one more time... but had i been given a choice, i wouldn't go. i still HATE mary jane (or more, actually). i still LOVE gwen stacy. movie was STILL cheesy for me... and i began to hate all the good-guy/bad-guy looks of peter parker (i HATE those bangs!).

but i did get to enjoy harry more, whom i believe is the only person who had fun in this movie. AND was it just me, or did the writers just give him a tribute of sorts when he used a green-sword thing to fight peter parker at his mansion? if i remember correctly, james franco (the actor) was supposed to be anakin skywalker (he'd be sooo much better at it than the hayden one).

bad casting CAN be annoying...

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btw, while i'm in annoyed mode, let me tell you this RETARDED moment that just happened recently.

yesterday, i was working as part of a team welcoming new students at school. part of my job that time was setting up the computers and tech stuff in this room. i was done a little too quickly, or everybody else was slow, but i found i had a lot of free time.

i suddenly had the urge to PEE.


i waited a few minutes, in case somebody would come. i figured i could run to the bathroom (which was 2 doors away, not even a 10 ft distance)

no one. my bladder was then getting all grumpy on me.

of course, i had strict orders not to leave the room, because if the door closes, it automatically locks. i figured i could use the trash can to prop the door open while i run to answer nature call.

fortunately (i first thought), i saw a security officer. i told him what i was gonna do, which was prop the door open, and run, pee, come back again.

he said no.

whaaaat? i really had this incredulous look on my face. "i just really need to pee, sir".

"no, you cant"


ARE YOU SERIOUSLY KIDDIN' ME?!?!

i said, "uum.. the bathroom's just there, i just really need to go"

"you can't leave that room"

FREAKIN' HELL?!?!?!?

there were other students nearby, and they were ALSO giving incredulous looks at the officer. really, he's being stupid. he doesn't want me to PEE in the bathroom? so should i pee right on the spot?!?!?!

i said, "umm.. can you watch the room for me then? i really have to go"

"ok. but next time, don't do it"

WHAAAAAAT???? he DOESN'T want me to pee?!?!

mind you, this RETARDED officer ALREADY got on my nerves several minutes ago. i had gone to the security office to ask someone to open this same room for me, and THIS officer said he'd be there in 30 seconds, so i told him i'd wait for him there. WELL. i was there for 7 BLOODY MINUTES (of course, that wasn't really a long time, but compared to 30 seconds... that's like, 1400% waiting time!!! *exag!*). so i go down, and ask another security officer to KINDLY OPEN the room for me. this other officer apologized, and then used his radio. then i went to the room again, to see RETARDED officer standing there, without a word of apology.

bastard.

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what WAS it about the room which was so damn important, you might ask? it must be the hitech stuff, which included this nifty monitor.

it's huge, but the cool thing about i could write on it... it had green, red, blue and black buttons, and when you press any of the buttons, say blue, and click-drag on the screen), blue marks appear.


i don't have a picture of it, but since it connects to a projector, and you could actually see the monitor (and any doodle you make) come out on a big screen!

pretty cool!

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speaking of cool (well, not really), i made this scrambled egg torta (with gound beef in the middle) for breakfast. my cousin is a notoriously finicky eater, so i told him i used ground beef to make egg.

"what's ground beef", he asks.
"oh, its like a hamburget patty, only its smashed to lil tiny pieces."
(his eyes perk up at word 'hamburger') "really?! i want some!!"

then my lil cousin proceeds to eat most of what i made (eating the beef, of course).

aaaaah. the power of the RIGHT marketing words :)

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