Bring it on Snow.

Yeah, I am excited for being snowed in this weekend. Not the actual snow, which is cold and unpleasant. Just the prospect of movies and chillin’ in my apartment. I know, lame, but its the symptom of being a homebody. I am forced to do work, and when I want to relax, I have a great excuse to stay in and watch movies. School has really gotten into full swing. I can’t believe I ever thought Biochem I was hard….Biochem II makes Biochem I look like a pathetic starved puppy. My brain almost exploded in class, literally. It was a great wave of pressure and panic. That is what college does to you. Now I tend to watch movies every night on Netflix. I spend half and hour deciding which movie to watch, because lately I have been very specific about which kind of movie I want to watch. Not too serious, not too stupid, romantic, realistic but not depressing, but if its depressing beautifully so, sort of movie. We Don’t Live Here Anymore fit that bill exactly. I watched this movie a second time and it was just as great. I love that movie because it, for the most part, it is subtle. It explores married life without any grand moments, yet it’s captivating. Mark Ruffalo and Laura Dern nearly explode with pain and hurt and love. Where has subtlety like this gone in movies? I also watched Brokeback Mountain again, which is one of my top five movies of all time. That movie leaves me with a profound sense of loss. I am very rarely affected by movies the way Brokeback Mountain affected me, even the second time I watched it. I tend to watch movies twice, because at least you know the movie is good. Nothing is worse than a movie you expect to be good failing. I have developed a taste for short films recently as well. Its harder to mess up when you have 12 minutes. You can express core human experiences in one perfected scene. The short film Dare on Logoonline really blew me away. It dealt with the confusing feelings of longing and the sexual experience of two young adults, without being graphic at all. It takes talent to deal with issues like that tastefully. Anyway, time to do some real work….biochem calls.

Peace suckers!

So, I decided to give myself a day off. Came home Thursday night and skipping my class on Friday. Why not? WHY NOT!! I am a rebel. I am fucking James Dean. Yeah, anyways, I have been getting so lazy lately that I hope I can keep up this whole “get-straights-A’s-so-I-can-get-into-medical-school-so-all-this-studying-will-have-been-for-something” thing. I wasted about 6 hours in the last two days watching FlashForward, which is officially my new obsession. Okay, I PROMISE it’s not just because John Cho is so intensely gorgeous.

This show is genuinely thrilling, provocative, and makes you think. How would you live your life after a global disaster where everyone has seen their future in 6 months? Accept the future as fact? Dread it? Obsess over it? Wonder if our lives are scripts that have already been written? Very intriguing stuff. The show was beginning to get frustrating with everyone  being little whiny bitches about their doomed futures until the end of the latest episode; one character who had a really bad flashforward kills himself. But his flashforward said he would be alive in 6 months! The future isn’t written in stone?! Great acting, and John Cho + Gabrielle Union = coolest interracial couple ever. Bonus, the British guy from The Wedding Date, Singles, and Swingtown! So that is what I have been doing instead of crapping my pants over Biochem. Time well spent. This magical day off and this weekend may require a lot of studying, but it’s still awesome. I am home right now, in front of a fireplace, and realizing I have been a little homesick. Despite my monosyllabic responses to my parents, I do love them. And it took my nearly two and a half years in college to realize that. Or maybe I just want to watch FlashForward on our flatscreen.