Cable is free in my apartment, but I pay extra just so that I can have HBO. I don't really watch the movies on HBO, but I am a fan of their original series. Sunday, the new season of Deadwood started. This is a great show and I hope it only gets better. Right after, there is Carnivale, another show I really enjoy, which gives me two hours of viewing enjoyment. If you don't watch these shows, you should. I would love to write for a show like that, well write an even better show than that. There are a lot of permutations of sex and violence that can go into a story. Fed's classmate is an extra on Deadwood, but I have yet to really talk to the guy about the show, and i'm sure he is tired of talking about it. I just met him the other day, but I haven't seen him on the show.
Monday morning I was in the gym and I ran into a classmate who told me we had class at 10:15 instead of 10:45am. That saved me some embarrassment, but cut my workout short. I had to go finish it up later in the day. I barely made it to class, and found out that Wednesday I have class at 10am, something I didn't know either. You miss one class and you can miss some important things. It feels good to get back in the swing of things academically, but I'm going to have to cut back on all my audio book learning and start putting that time towards school again.
After class, a classmate came up to me and told me not to forget to sign in. That was really nice and thoughtful of her because I had completely forgot. One problem I have with my contracts professor is that she asks questions where she expects you to finish her sentence. Hence she is looking for one specific word, not an answer, and sometimes trying to read her mind and pick that word is harder than knowing that answer to the general question. The fishing for words technique I don't think helps me learn well.
This weekend, my friend Cynthia from Texas gave me a call. I hadn't talked to her in a while. She is coming to Miami with some friends on Thursday for her Spring Break. I am planning to take her out and hopefully some other friends that night. Juan comes in the following week, so I'm really extending this Spring break thing out.
I was thinking about times in my life I have rationally or irrationally dealt with fear for my person or safety. There are probably a few other times I can't remember, but three that come to mind are first, when I was in high school leaving a girl's house and driving fast on a dirt road and losing control. The road had cement walls on either side and as my car fishtailed, had I hit a wall I would have wreaked my car and probably really be very hurt. I was lucky and gained control and only crashed into a ditch. Then there was my trip to the Bronx in college to help Juan move. I won't get into the story since I've detailed it here before, but there were some bad people there who were dangerous and Juan's uncle protected us as we went in and later the cops helped us get out. Another time, which was somewhat irrational fear, was one night while I was asleep and I heard loud knocks and thumps on my apartment door in the middle of the night. The girl I was with woke me up and I was honestly scared nothing understanding what was happening. As the sounds got louder, I went to the door to find out what the problem was. When I finally opened the door ready to deal with some sort of danger, I noticed that the person was no longer there, but saw that the girl's keys were still in the door lock. It was actually a good neighbor trying to help keep us from being in a dangerous situation where a bad person could just come in due to the keys and the bad things those people do. I've thought about that experience a bit and thinking back, I wonder if I would have acted differently had I been alone. At that moment it seemed more important to protect her than worry about myself. I think it is easier to be brave in protecting another person rather than when you are just protecting yourself.
Since I have been listening to a lot of books lately, I decided to start doing book recommendations here. I'm gonna start with a lot of books to catch you up, but I plan to do a new book every now and then as I finish them up. If any of these interest you, let me know since I have the audio version I could send you. I'll keep sharing my recommendations here. I recommend Blink by Malcolm Gladwell, Power of Intention by Wayne Dyer, 101 Ways to Transform your Life by Wayne Dyer, How to Win Friends by Dale Carnegie, The Alchemist, Eat that Frog by Brian Tracy, and Tony Robbins - Personal Power.
Monday night, I went to see Milliondollar Baby with Justine. I honestly hadn't heard too much about the movie before the Academy awards talk. After it won all those awards, I decided to find out what all the hoopla was about. The movie was indeed great and deserved the awards it got. It made Justine cry considering the movie was really moving. I honestly thought it would be about some boxing comeback or something, which made me happy that the movie didn't go the easy route and instead was unique and well thought out. I also like how it ended in such an open ended type of way and not really definite, which is what you are used to getting. The movie reminded me of my goal to start to learn to box again, but with all the goals I got going, I don't yet have time to pick this up, but once I get some of my other goals out of the way, I hope to join a boxing gym. I could never compete due to my contacts and sight, but I'd still love to train nevertheless.
"I was gonna say" that I hate when people say "I was gonna say." I do it too, so don't feel bad because I know you say it. People say it a lot in class, especially when the question they were about to ask was just brought up right before they were called on. They start with that so that people won't think they are being redundant, but they are being redundant and even though they spent a few minutes perfecting their statement in their head and they want to get it out, they really shouldn't cause it no longer has a purpose. So, if you are gonna say something, just say it.
On my way home from the gym yesterday, I ran into this stray black cat. She let me walk up to her and pet her. She was loving it and I felt bad because she was so skinny. After our petting session, she followed me home. So I took her upstairs to my 4th floor apartment and gave her some cat food. The sound of the bag brought Koki and Mia running. The black cat, humm let me name her, Tiff, ate like no other. So Koki gets upset and starts to hiss and like Fed said, she was probably thinking, 'man, not another cat, won't this guy just stop getting more cats.' Mia is all about about being friends with all the animals and went up to Tiff to be friends, but Tiff wasn't too nice to her and just hissed her away. This cat was exactly like the type of cat Terri says I would want, one that is real loving and that loves and wants attention. Neither Koki nor Mia are like that. After she ate, I had to take her back out into the wild/alley, so I tried to hold her again, but due to the food she got upset and started hissing at me. Who said cats are not like girls. I can handle upset cats, but I didn't want to risk the rabies thing so I put her in a carrying crate and took her out with some more food. I set her free and put the food there for her outside. Unfortunately, another mean alley cat, well name him Bush, a cat I don't really like, came and stole her food. She had eaten well inside though, so she went about her way. I am proud of myself for not increasing my load, I mean there is only so much of me to go around.
My classmate Jenny from class told me today that she had read my page. I think it is cool when new people find my page, and knowing they might read this also insures that I won't talk too much smack about them. You should of seen the fun she had in class discussing the important legal principles of "mink v. minkS." I hope it is on the final.
Here is something about me that I was thinking about last night as I was sprawled out on my bed. When I share a bed with a girl, and it is finally time to go to sleep, I can't fall asleep holding her. I don't know why exactly, but I just can't fall asleep like that, even if I feel very comfortable. There have been rare times I have fallen asleep that way, but usually I'd rather rollover and just fall asleep on my own. It is nice having her there close, but not where I don't feel the freedom to toss and turn. Some girls are cool with that and might even be the same way, while others sometimes get offended or upset. Because I only know myself, I don't know if this is a normal thing or if I am unique in this. I also can't sleep well in beds that are not my own, but it must be a mental thing because I can sleep fine on my couch. Maybe I just haven't met the girl that fits perfectly and maybe it's just a way of waiting for a good fit.
once I did bad, that I heard ever....twice I did good, that I heard never.
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