Much Ado About Nothing

Ok, so this update probably won't be long at all, for those of you who crave the feeling you get from reading from this blog I'm sorry.

I just wanted everyone in the internet world know I'm fine, I just never really feel up to writing in this much right now. My life has become a series of moments, I'm either to busy at a particular moment to write, that or I feel that nothing I am doing is interesting enough to write down in here, that or for one reason or another I simply don't feel like taking the time to write down.

So for all you who desire new material, I am sorry, but at least there's a decent amount of old material to read again.

GLaDOS

Hello all,

I don't have much time. As usual, I've procrastinated to the last minute, and well... that last minute is now upon me. I've been so busy I haven't been able to update you all on what I have been doing. 

This is merely a post to all you concerned readers that I am alive and aside from a cold I seem to be coming down with, I am well.

Also, according to a posting on my last entry, there is apparently someone else who reads this... however I embarrassingly forgot your name... could you write me an email or something to remind me who you are oh mysterious person? I'm real sorry about this.

Hope all is well with you, my beloved readers.

"God That's Good!"

It has come to my attention that probably only two people at best read this blog, I know, shocking isn't it? With such an outstanding blog as this you'd think the internet would explode with excitement, but sadly this is not the case. 

Now seeing as the two readers of this blog are

my life long  best friend, David.

and probably one of the first friends I ever had in The Great White North friend

that I still keep in touch with Lua.

So I realized that I should reward them with something, but I tried to think of the one thing that they both enjoy. Then I realized it, all three of us are MAJOR Star Wars geeks and all three of us like video games, and (to the best of my knowledge) both of them haven't played the newest Star Wars game "The Force Unleashed". So as a treat (cause that's what I'm calling it, ok so just do what kids do to a bad dinner, grin through it and pretend to enjoy it) I'm going to give my own personal review of it with as little spoilers as physically possible.

Ok so let's get the generic stuff out of the way first. The game takes place in between episodes 3 and 4, (I still don't know why they are focusing on that I personally would much rather see them make an episode 1 and 2 but I digress) I'm not going to say where exactly the game takes place, and by that I mean which movie it is closer to, episode 3 or 4, but after playing the game it's quite obvious. You play the game as Darth Vader's secret apprentice who never actually has a name, he is simple called: the apprentice, boy, master (you have a droid in the game), or on occasion Starkiller. This I think was a mistake, I own this game on the PS3 and have awaited it's release since I fist saw the first trailer and I want a bloody name for the character other then The Apprentice. But in the long run I suppose it's not the biggest deal in the world.

Now on to the graphics, Freaking Unbelieable! I obviously can't speak for what the game is like on the lesser systems but the graphics are just breath taking, you would think you're watching it live action. The game play follows right with the graphics as one of the most fun experiences imaginable, whenever I was a kid (including all the way up till like a few months ago) I would drift off into my head and imagine what it's like to be a jedi, and I would envision some of the most marvelous things, and for the most part, this game stole every idea I had.

Now onto my favorite element of the game, the story. Now this is where it gets hard cause I don't want to give anything away, so I apologize if I let something slip or if I'm too vague. The story is so incredible, so much so that I am fully willing to consider it one of the Star Wars movies. Especially with the graphics, it is essentially a playable movie which makes it more enjoyable then a simple movie. 

All in all, this is the greatest game I have ever played, and I am putting my reputation on the line for that, that's how confident and sure I am. The only one problem I had with it, and it's not even a big deal, is that there are load times when you go from one part of the paused menu to another part of the menu, and oddly enough no load time in the game play. But other then that small detail, GREATEST GAME EVER!

All's quite on the Western Font

I don't have too much to report right now, but I figured I should put in something just for fun. The new session has started up and all we are going to be doing is post-production on the films we made last month, so this should be fairly easy with a low amount of work :).

Also just as a side note I am now a great humanitarian because of this new application I downloaded for my Playstation. All I need to do is run this program, then the system goes almost idle, basically all you as the owner can do while it's running is either, turn it off, look at a world map which has dots for every PS3 in the world (there are three locations in India by the way for those loyal fans of this award winner blog who may or may not live in India), or nothing at all. What the Playstation does however when you run this program is it sends internet signals (I believe) to this medical company which gives a boost to their research to cure all forms of Cancer. In other words, by me running this program not only am I making my electricity bill go up, but I'm also helping to cure cancer.

First of many

Yesterday was the tuesday the 2nd of september, the day after the labour day. I knew somewhere inside that this would be coming. It's just kinda sad now that it actually has. For those who are completely lost, let this 6 year club veteran explain. Every year for the past 20 years Maxwell International Baha'i School began it's first of two orientation days the day after labour day. This is the first year in 20 years that it won't be opening.

I don't know, call me nostalgic, call me lame, I don't care... I'm just having a hard time letting go and moving on from Maxwell. Especially with all the pressure and awfulness that comes with living in the land of concrete it's very hard to move on.

Anyway just wanted to make mention that yesterday Maxwell should have opened, but it didn't.

Moving homes + Major hassle at LAX = ?

First let me start by apologizing for that extremely complicated math problem, in case you were wondering, the answer is "Missing Camera".

You see ladies and gentlemen, the reasons for this posting are many. Firstly, I haven't made a posting for the Final Maxwell Graduation and due to much more spiritual plans that had been prior to the graduation I know that the vast majority of my readers unfortunately couldn't make it to that momentous Graduation. Secondly some strange and Angry American recently told me a story of her camera being stolen which made me think that I should remind you all that I have not forgotten about my recollection of that weekend. And lastly I felt I haven't put enough stuff into this blog yet. And if I'm going to get more posts then my friend in India, I better get cracking.

Ok, so if memory serves me well, me and my brother (who had been down here a while) was packing some of my stuff from my old apartment in order to move it into my house when I had to take a quick break to pick up my best friend David at the terrible Los Angeles International Airport, also known as LAX, also known as the seventh circle of hell. Traffic was worse then I had ever seen it, which is saying a lot. All I had to do was get to his gate, gate 4. Each gate, terminal thingy is about 3 hundred meters long  or so and all are on the right hand side, there were 5 lanes, I was in the middle lane, I began putting the blinker on and couldn't make it over to the right most lane until gate 6. And after gate 7 if you're not in the far left lanes you get shipped to some small out of the way highway... guess where I went... An hour and a half later I finally was able to pick up David. However at this point my stomach was reminding me that I hadn't had anything to eat or drink in about 7 or 8 hours, so it was protesting. Unfortunately it was around 12am and the only thing that would be open were certain fast food joints and Denny's either way, I was going to eat low quality food. However I don't know my way around LA unless I'm going to certain studios, film processing plants, or other film things. So I had to call my Dad (who is thankfully a person who goes to bed kinda late) and ask him to google food joints along the highway. Blah Blah Blah Blah, I just realized you don't really care about me searching for food for the next 45 minutes. Back to the story.

Anyway REAL long story short, we finally got all our stuff into my house at around 330am or so, then we decided it might not be a good idea to leave tomorrow morning, seeing as how both me and my brother hadn't finished packing, I had it all planned out just not started. I usually pack at the last minute, but even for me 330 am the day before we leave is too last minute for me. So I packed up the next day, got all my clothes in Duffle-bag A, Laptop, cell, cell ear piece, and toiletries in backpack A, all chargers, my external hard drive, Indig07 sweater in backpack B. It was perfect that is until (by the way in case I haven't mentioned it yet or you haven't gotten it yet we were driving up) we reached the 2 and a half an hour mark and saw what could only be described as a cow concentration camp, I went to grab my brand new 12 mega pixel digital camera from its designated spot in Backpack A which was by my feet. I couldn't find it, so I figured I must have accidentally placed it in either the duffle-bag or Backpack B, however at the first break when I went through those bags a vision came to me, it was a vision from my third eye, showing me some black rectangular thing sitting on my cardboard box or a night stand, it was my camera in it's case! I had forgotten my beautiful camera back in California for what will probably be one of the most memorable weekends of my life! Needless to say I'm still kicking myself over that huge blunder on my part.

Anyway, that's why I haven't talked about grad yet cause, when I do I want to have pictures of it so I'm still waiting on my brother to send me his pictures and video. But soon my friends, soon.

Loosing cameras also reminds me of a funny story of when me and my mom were on pilgrimage back in 2004, but that will have to wait for another time when my eye lids aren't so heavy.

All good things come to an end

With the end of this session comes the end of many things, some of which I have struggled with both on an emotional level but a spiritual level as I try and figure out what is the right thing to do.  I suppose I'll start at the easiest point, with my film group. 
We've had now 2 months in which to come together, arrange all pre-production work, got all permits to shoot as well as actors, shot our project, developed the film, transfered the film onto a digital format and colour corrected it. Next session we will have two months in which to edit and create sound for it. However, things didn't go quite as simple as I just showed. My camera operator (the one not shown in the picture because he was late) only showed up for two of the four shooting days, one of the countless numbers of meetings, was completely unable to be reached outside of school, and had already failed this class once before and was now repeating it. Now let me be clear, I did not mention all that merely to gossip or backbite, I simple mentioned it so that my hundreds of readers could more easily put themselves in my position. You see, for the majority of this session I've had a heavy heart for the camera operator, I really didn't want to have him fail the class again, I really didn't, in fact I tried to find ways that he could take credit for things that he didn't do so that he wouldn't have to repeat the class a third time. However, it was no use, and he now has, and I feel a little guilty and somewhat responsible for it all. What do you, my adoring fans think? Should I feel guilty for allowing the teacher to know of his performance and thus having him fail the class?

The next thing that I also feel guilty/bad about is my housemate. You see, it was my idea months and months ago for Matt, Alex and I to all move in together, however, the week we finally did move in together I immediately regretted it. Alex was (again I'm only stating his flaws to put you in my shoes) obnoxious, rude, insulting, and very self centered. We have now asked him to move out by the end of September, I don't feel too bad about this because he did make my life very unpleasant, it's just I'm wondering if it all could have happened a bite differently is all. But I guess that's for The Sisters of Fate to decide.

Also I'm not sure but I tried to upload some pictures for the first time and I don't know if they worked out or not. We'll soon find out I guess.