Things change so fast

One hour ago: Me and Cheryl were watching a movie in Tom Hanrahan's film class. MY GOD are these movies borring. 

One month ago: I was contemplating going to school again. I threw the documents together that i needed, and bam, here I am.

Three months ago: I was in Toronto, trying to make it as an actor.

One Year Ago: I was working at Magic Kettle as a waiter. I was getting ready to premiere the first show I ever directed, and was hoping for good things. My book was just being published, and I couldn't wait to get it out in the public. 

Two years ago: I was entering my last year of college. Excited at my future prospects and blissfully unaware of what was to come.

Five years ago: I entered my first year of grade twelve at Widdifield. Full of hopes and dreams and everything else that's warm and fuzzy. 

So that's where I've been. You never realize how fast life moves until you look back and realize how just one year can change so much. My book bombed, my play, while it was a huge critical success failed miserably to earn money, and as of right now, I'm still blissfully un-famous. 

The bright side is I really don't care about fame anymore. I'm at the point where as long as I'm happy, I'll get by. Don't get me wrong, I'd love big movie role, the big best seller and the beautiful spouse... but I don't see any reason to rush into it right now.

I got time. I got school to focus on. My friends are here, my family is here, and I'm enjoying my time at Nipissing. I guess what I have to do now is just keep at things. Live one day at a time and all that junk. 

Peace out.

The Magic of Reality

As most know, I have a love/hate relationship with reality TV. 

I LOVE top model. It's a sick sad addiction that I'm not proud of, but hey. I love it. I like to think of it as my retarded puppy. Not everyone understands it, but you still love it despite the fact that it drools in your lap. 

My problem with reality tv is this: I'm not on it. 

I'm a good singer. I'm a good dancer. I could be on Canadian Idol, and I could be on So You Think You Can Dance. I could be on Triple Sensation or America's Next Top Model (provided I went ISIS-style). I can do all this stuff. SO... Why am I so entranced by others doing what I could be doing? 

NOW: Here is my problem with Reality Shows.

Reality shows are a cash cow. For every reality show, there's a new and exciting TV show that could've been made, but wasn't. For every reality show that involves auditions: There are generally several hundred people who audition, and several hundred thousand dreams shattered. The problem is usually: I'm almost always one of them. 

THIS is why I hate reality tv.

Because I'm not on it. 

I'll get back to this later

The Blockbuster Conundrum

So... As most of you know, I work at Blockbuster Video. Or as it's more commonly known to the people who work there:

It's an interesting place to be. It's better then most jobs I guess, but as with any job: It gets old. I started at Blockbuster in March '04, and since then (off and on) I've been there. I've had other jobs, some that have ended well, and some not so well (I'm looking at you GAP!) but through it all, I've had the heartless corporation behind me that is Blockbuster. 

I got the job due to a family connection (Who doesn't these days) And started work eagerly and for the first while it was enjoyable. It was a good time. Like any job, at first it was confusing... but soon transformed into the job.

Now as I said, it's not a bad job. It just has a way of making you crazy. Check ins become boring, long hours on your feet, and for some reason, everyone wants to let you know that they returned the movie.

First off, let me say that just because you said you returned a movie, doesn't mean it will magically appear in the drop box. 

Secondly, late fees do suck. But I didn't make them up. Don't shoot the messenger just because you're too lazy to bring a movie back. 

There are many things about the job that must be experienced to understand the full oxymoronic nature of the business. I guess it's that way with any job really, but for me, that's just Blockbuster. 

However, despite the fact that I claim to hate my job, it's not all bad. I love most of my co-workers, and even those I don't, I can tolerate. And the pay isn't totally bad. (not great, but hey, we'll see what happens when raises come around). The hours are steady, and I do have quite a bit of seniority built up by now. My boss seems especially gifted at putting up with me... I make it sound worse then it actually is mainly due to the fact that there are some of those people who make you want to kill someone. Or more specifically: Them. Where you can just jump over the counter and beat them until they're as dead as post-superbowl Janet's career. 

Hey, does anyone remember the band B44? Me neither. 

So... my Art Fundamentals Prof came into the store tonight. The woman is pure delight. I love her already. It's going to be a great class, and I'm really excited for Monday. I'm really loving being at Nip. I'm actually feeling challenged for once, and it's great to be back in an academic atmosphere. It's exactly what I needed right now... Now to fix this whole "Lots of homework" Situation. 

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Is it wrong that I'm beginning to love Myley Cyrus? If only for her one song "See you again." This song was played at EVERY bar in Toronto and is really good. I'll talk about her soon enough. 

CIAO

"HOW DO YOU DESCRIBE A FEELING..."

I used to love Kylie Minogue. I really did. The woman is hot, talented, hot, sexy and hot. Her fashion is hot. You remember that video with the pylon heads? Where you just can't get that song out of your head? Yeah... That's hot. 

Is it just me or could this woman out slut everyone on Top Model? 

Who's watching this season? As if Isis got the boot so early. That chick was fierce. I use the term chick loosely. Obviously. But come on Isis. Really? That was the best you could do? I mean seriously. I have a penis too. It's not that hard to model around. 

"This guy's like Ghandi, but better. He likes Puppets" 

-Forgetting Sarah Marshall

SO... I'm back in school. Nipissing is awesome so far. I love being back in school. It's so refreshing. After feeling so stuck for so long, it's nice to be free. It's like a weight has been lifted  and I'm just chilling around.  

Oh wait... 

Now that that's over with, let me start by saying I will not be ending my youtube right now. Although I haven't been on it in a while. I'll try to get this up to snuff, and update at least twice a week. 

So please... hold me accountable. :) 

EXPECT Many topics about Top Model. Expect many topics about school. And Blockbuster. And God. Not necessarily in that order mind you. Don't expect this to be the only topic. I'm looking at this blog more as a fantastic chronology of how fabulous everything is. DEAL WITH IT. now.

I love the fact that I don't have to use proper grammar. 

So yeah... This is me in a nutshell. So far. You'll uncover more as time goes on. 

"Those are completely conflicting ideologies, and that does not make you a citizen of the planet. That just makes you full of shit." -Kristen Bell in Forgetting Sarah Marshall

BLOCKBUSTER REPORT: 

MY TOP THREE:

1) Forgetting Sarah Marshall * * * *

2) IRON MAN * * * *

3) BIGGER, STRONGER, FASTER * * *