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I am giving a speech soon on "My favorite movies that you probably don't know, but should" This of course is catered to the audience in my communications class. ALL of which are bad examples of the typical Idahoan. They are even bad examples of Boise State students. So these are movies I know most of them haven't seen. You all are cool and probably have. Here is the list, and I note- that I know there are probably 1000 other films that should be on here, but just aren't because I am making these perfect for this class.

Princess Mononoake
Amelie
Swingers
Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless mind
Equilibrium
12 monkeys
Donnie Darko
Royal Tenenbaums
28 days later

So I left my wallet down in UT at my buddy jeremy's place. Tomorrow is a holiday, so standard shipping is out of the question. I need it by tomorrow afternoon or I am screwed royally. Why? Why can't I live with out it? My job at apple is requiring ID in a few forms tomorrow, otherwise my employment is terminated. Great timing. ALL of my valid ID is in that wallet but my Birth Certificate, and it might as well be. Airlines are my last hope. Most everyone I have called is saying 'NO' for security reasons since I am an unknown shipper. We have one airline left and it is still possible. Otherwise I am driving down tonight, and then coming home tomorrow.

This is the first.This will be an attempt to explain a feeling, I have noticed that I have felt more and more commonly as time has passed. Often, as social people, we surround ourselves with family and friends to attain a sense of acceptance, comfort, and security. Eliminate the feeling of being alone. I have tried this at every age I can remember. It seems like I felt satisfied, that my attempts were working and everything had its balance. It is an agreeable desire, since we all know there could be worse desires that we might chase.

I love people watching, and most everyone I know does as well at a similar level. Just sitting around at a restaurant while everyone chatters around you, the sounds fade as you pay less attention to the people you are with. You feel secure that there are people there with you, but you ignore them anyway and stare across the room at an argument between a couple. Even though you can't hear their words your mind wanders into their lives slightly, still as an observer. Maybe. Or, a normal family just simply being normal gets your attention. Being a spectator, is a sport despite what people say. For those who enjoy people watching, do you think about how you would handle the situation you are watching, or do you possibly do it becase focusing on others is an easy way to not think for an iota about your own life and current situation? I am the latter... I somehow can't bring myself to connect with people the way I used to, and I enjoy doing things that completely distract from my life. (even though I am still just as social as I have ever been)

The events in my life that have been considered "big events in my life", the kind that grab a few peoples attention in some way, have occured too often. Atleast in my opinion. It is very very possible that I haven't had more big events that anyone else. These events are good and bad, and there are neutral ones as well. Good like, "big move after highschool"... Bad like.. large medical problem, or the love of my life is getting married to someone else. These situations that draw the attention of the friends and family that I have tried so hard to gather, is the trigger of the events and feelings that I can't label very easily. The effect parts of this 'causes and effects' from these big events, is Friends and Family 1. Giving attention 2. Sympathy if it is a bad event, support and encouragement/applause if it is a good event. 3. regardless, trying to make me feel like they are there for me. They say I can rely on them and ask them for anything (though we know they don't mean it, and that is where this is kinda going)

Though I have tried to keep myself surrounded no matter where I am with the friends, that it is naturally in-born into us to retrieve, they never have, not once, really given me the options that I want/need during some of these big events. Not their fault.... people are people and they follow instincts much too easily. It is not their fault, because they probably don't know I have a hard time connecting with anyone, even against my numerous attempts. I have tried to have a single best friend. I have tried to have a girlfriend that I could fall head over heals for. I have tried to sympathize for people that have sympathized for me. To no avail as it was.

I feel alone, without anyone to depend or rely on during these "big life-changing events", when I have needed someone most, despite my efforts to gather people around me. They are all there.. telling me they are sorry for how things have occured, holding my hand, shedding a tear for me, sending me a card (during the bad events) but I still feel alone. I still look around across the room when people are giving me their sympathy, and find someone who is NOT engaged in my life and I focus on them. Doesn't matter who they are or what they are doing I just watch them and clear my head of everything that could possibly be going on around me. The people watching mode. As time passes I disconnect myself from the sympahty givers, attention givers, the friends and the family, even more and more. I smile, but am I happy? Can I even feel happy anymore because I have done this so much.? ... ... ... .. I have had that many big events in my life, that yes, I really wonder if it is true that I can't.

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Soo . . . Today I got a call from an old co worker. We will call him Kevin. Kevin now lives in San Diego. He is working full time and playing full time. In casual conversation, I tend to complain about Idaho and express a desire to be on the west coast. Kevin, says " well.. I got a house and can garuntee you a job". ..........................
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Somewhere in my mind, I know I could make it work. In another part of my mind, I am thinking about the need to nolonger be single (irrelevant but true), and yet in another part I think it would be a silly rash decision, and I could be risking a solid future as a student at Boise State (unless I came back in time to go to the fall semester again next year). Then I start thinking how stupid THAT would be, becuase I could just get school out of the way sooner. I turn 23 in two months, so I really need to atleast get past my freshman year of college. Oh and I would miss taking my Vocal Training and Methods course that I am really looking forward to next semester. ( the semester I wouldn't go to, cause I would be playing in San Diego)

Know what twists my pickle? One restaurant will call the dish I like . . . Chow Mein. Another calls it Lo Mein, and makes a disgusting fried celery and onion thing and calles THAT Chow Mein. SO at one I order Chow Mein, and I am pleased. At another I order Chow Mein and get grossed out, and realized this is one of those places I order Lo Mein. You would think communists would be able to conform better than this. It is absolutely un-be-frekin-lievable

HERE I AM
I would love to, nay, need to, spend a weekend in an insane asylum or institution or nut house or tard farm or whatever you're supposed to call them nowadays to be politically correct. It would be the one and only place where I could truly be myself. I could do or say what ever I want. I could truly speak freely, because nobody would would care, and do what I want, because it would be the only time in my life that nobody actually and truly would not care. Even though I would be incarcerated I would find more freedom than I've ever experienced. I could yell and scream and act as crazy as possible. I could jump off the walls, run around with my pants off, spin my hair around in a big circle, run into closed door, pick my nose, scratch my butt, wear plaids and stripes together, swim in pudding, wear tighty whities on the outside of my pants, sleep with my feet on my pillow, speak ebonics, pet a cat from back to front, try to imitate jungle animals, tell people exactly what I think of them, pierce my nose, shave my tongue, spin till I get dizzy and fall down, tell people I am a Kings fan, pretend I'm Homer Simpson, pretend I'm Marge Simpson, suck my thumb, clean the lint out from between my toes and smell my finger, wear mismatched shoes on the wrong feet, sing Captain and Tenille songs at the top of my lungs, learn Captain and Tenille songs, leave my crayons in the sun, act on my impulses, start an ant farm, just plain cry, play hopscotch, drink hot scotch, chase cars, train a rat to do circus tricks, pee in the pool and annouce it so that I can have the whole pool to myself, wear a lime green short sleeve polyester leisure suit with Bermuda shorts that are four sizes too small, say "Damn it Jim, I'm a nut case not a doctor" , bark, fart in an elevator, belch out loud, be an individual, alphabetize my alphabet soup, put salt on a slug, put drinking straws up my nose, laugh at others misery, cry from others humor, swallow a live gold fish, contemplate life out loud, count all of those little holes in the ceiling tiles, not be embarrassed about what prescription drugs I take or why, name my dog "I AM" so I could stand at the back door and yell "here I am", or just stand at the back door and yell "here I am, Here I am, HERE I AM!" just for the heck of it, laugh till I cry, cry till I laugh, pretend I have a pet wildebeast, read Dr. Suess objectively, watch Loony Tunes and laugh until I wet myself, draw a picture of a cat and show it to everyone just so they know what I think a cat should look like, finish that "99 bottles of beer on the wall" song, act out my imagination, not look both ways when crossing the street, give my HONEST opinion, beg for forgiveness, make milk come out my nose, get a coke bottle stuck on the end of my tongue, ask why, push on my eyeball so that everything gets blurry, cough up flem, make funny noises, admit I like John Denver songs, eat my apple pie in a bowl full of milk, make up a new verse to "Henry the VIII", or just sit down and shut the hell up for a while, and nobody, not one single soul, would give a damn. Just for one weekend, be what I want myself to be, just long enough to get all those things out of my system. (and a few more) Just long enough to taste emotional freedom. I think I would find some cool new inner peace thing from such an experience. Maybe, just maybe, it will make the voices stop. " All work and no play makes jon a dull boy".

Make things up.
Suppose, in the Peruvian economy argument, you are trying to prove that Peruvians are underpaid, a position you base solely on the fact that YOU are underpaid, and you'll be damned if you're going to let a bunch of Peruvians be better off. DON'T say: "I think Peruvians are underpaid." Say instead: "The average Peruvian's salary in 1981 dollars adjusted for the revised tax base is $1,452.81 per annum, which is $836.07 before the mean gross poverty level."

NOTE: Always make up exact figures.

If an opponent asks you where you got your information, make THAT up too. Say: "This information comes from Dr. Sam Garfield's study for the Buford Commission published on May 9, 1982. Didn't you read it?" Say this in the same tone of voice you would use to say, "You left your soiled underwear in my bathroom."

Use meaningless but weighty-sounding words and phrases.

Memorize this list:

Let me put it this way
In terms of
Vis-a-vis
Per se
As it were
Qua
So to speak
You should also memorize some Latin abbreviations such as "Q.E.D.", "e.g.", and "i.e." These are all short for "I speak Latin, and you don't."

If I could be a superhero, I would own one of the huge media outlets. Set my own agenda just like all other corporate controlled media monkeys. Let my friends tell me what they think should be "important news", since I have enough friends, in a wide enough range of opinions to diversify it. Never treat people as though fame is something important, actually, try to dilute the concept of fame and help people place less importance on it. Help the french understand they are gay. Slowly build up a secret underground army, grow a mustache, and take over the world. Most likely in that order.

Actually I just wish general people in America could have better priorities.

Are ALL 7/11's open 24 hours?

-jon sandy

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