Wednesday, January 27, 2010
I kinda-sorta hurt myself yesterday. I can't really think straight right now. Supposed to write a story in a factual method first, then in a more descriptive narrative. I think that's what professor Simms is saying. I just really can't think right now. Probably should have gone to the E.R., but I can't afford it. I'll do the assignment later at home. Probably this weekend. I'll feel better by then.
Monday, January 25, 2010
BLAH!
Okay, so this blog is supposed to be about what our topic will be for a literacy narrative. Here's the problem: I don't care about reading, nor do I find it difficult. It's just something to do, sometimes. I don't care about reading for the same reason I don't like to watch television. It's not interactive. It doesn't matter how I read the book; the words on the page will not change. Can I still watch television? Yes, easily. Can I still read a novel? It is much more time-consuming, but just as easy.
This is why I like video games. The games I play do involve a lot of reading, but I actually have much more influence on what occurs in the game. It is interactive, not something set in concrete like boring books, movies, or television programs.
I guess I'll just have to make some crap up for the literacy narrative. After all, I need to do it to maintain my GPA.
This is why I like video games. The games I play do involve a lot of reading, but I actually have much more influence on what occurs in the game. It is interactive, not something set in concrete like boring books, movies, or television programs.
I guess I'll just have to make some crap up for the literacy narrative. After all, I need to do it to maintain my GPA.
If I were in charge?
Our blog today is supposed to be a "if we were in charge of our High School" kind of thing, or if High School was a little too far back for us, "if we were in charge of our job". Well, high school was seven years ago for me, so I'll have to go with the whole job thing.
Unfortunately, posting negative aspects about one's job can have a negative effect on one's job searches in the future. I am really not comfortable discussing something like that on a public blog. I don't really have anything positive to say about my job; I do it because I feel that as a member of society, I should be active in society and have a job. Hell, honestly, I make more money from the excess left over from my G.I. Bill than I do working overtime at my job. If I did it for the money, I would have quit long ago.
I guess the main thing I would do (that I am not uncomfortable posting) is fire people much more often. I feel that lazy and uncooperative people are given way too many chances, or even occasionally given special treatment so they won't quit.
Unfortunately, posting negative aspects about one's job can have a negative effect on one's job searches in the future. I am really not comfortable discussing something like that on a public blog. I don't really have anything positive to say about my job; I do it because I feel that as a member of society, I should be active in society and have a job. Hell, honestly, I make more money from the excess left over from my G.I. Bill than I do working overtime at my job. If I did it for the money, I would have quit long ago.
I guess the main thing I would do (that I am not uncomfortable posting) is fire people much more often. I feel that lazy and uncooperative people are given way too many chances, or even occasionally given special treatment so they won't quit.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Movie thing
Okay, I'm supposed to be writing about disagreeing with critic or popular reviews. Here's the problem: in all of the movies I'm looking up, I agree with the critics, and most of the movies I watch are not high-profile enough to garner mass public attention. There are a few exceptions to watching well-known movies, but I only watch well-known movies if a good deal of people or critics have already deemed it a great movie. Otherwise, I don't waste my money.
I guess the closest thing possible would be Twilight. While I am glad that the book is getting young girls to read, I hope that they grow to realize that is a very bad book. The fourteen year old girls I can understand, as the story seems to appeal to the taboos and sexual frustrations of females in that age range, but it heavily disturbs me to see grown adults reading- and enthralled by- this book.
Anyway, I can't really concentrate on writing in this blog during class due to loud discussion. I probably won't do much blogging during class, despite the fact we are supposed to do ten minutes of it there. I will have to do it in the relative privacy of my dorm room, where it's not so loud.
I guess the closest thing possible would be Twilight. While I am glad that the book is getting young girls to read, I hope that they grow to realize that is a very bad book. The fourteen year old girls I can understand, as the story seems to appeal to the taboos and sexual frustrations of females in that age range, but it heavily disturbs me to see grown adults reading- and enthralled by- this book.
Anyway, I can't really concentrate on writing in this blog during class due to loud discussion. I probably won't do much blogging during class, despite the fact we are supposed to do ten minutes of it there. I will have to do it in the relative privacy of my dorm room, where it's not so loud.
Dot dot dot
I guess I need to keep writing in this in order to make the seventy posts required of me by my English Comp class. I'm not really sure what to write; I pretty much put everything about myself in a nutshell within my last two posts.
I would say classes are going well, but they're not really "going", yet. MLK day put a two-day pause in classes, and it really feels like things are taking forever to get started. I'm not really complaining. I'm not able to go from full-time to part-time at my security job until tomorrow, so the slow pace works for me for now. I am sure things will pick up soon, but by then my job's workload should be significantly smaller and I should be able to handle it.
I would say classes are going well, but they're not really "going", yet. MLK day put a two-day pause in classes, and it really feels like things are taking forever to get started. I'm not really complaining. I'm not able to go from full-time to part-time at my security job until tomorrow, so the slow pace works for me for now. I am sure things will pick up soon, but by then my job's workload should be significantly smaller and I should be able to handle it.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Unnecessary Exposition, Continued!
Well, then. Last we left off, I was grumpily explaining that I didn't need the military. Well, I lied. You see, I had signed up for this nice little thing called the Montgomery G.I. Bill, which in the fall semester of 2009 was altered to allow the Post 9/11 G.I. Bill. I had been living with my mother, working a dead end job in a highly stressed home. I found an ad in a newspaper for Prattville's WOBT- Way Off Broadway Theater- mentioning auditions for Little Shop of Horrors. Now back in grade school, I was very active in school's theater, but I was a terrible actor. However, during my time in the army, I watched a few movies with actors such as Gary Oldman and Johnny Depp. I realized that in many of their roles, they were almost unrecognizable between roles. I think that this made me "get" acting. It wasn't about the actor at all; it was about the character they played.
I decided to audition for Little Shop, and... I ended up being the puppeteer for the gigantic plant puppet that ate up the characters. However, due to scheduling conflicts, I was also given an understudy role as Orin Scrivello, the sadistic dentist. This lead to several more roles at Prattville WOBT, my favorite being the spoiled Prince John in James Goldman's Lion In Winter.
Well, I had this nice little lump of money from the military waiting for my college education, and I had nothing left to lose. I decided to major in theater. This has already been a great move, even in my freshman year. While my unaccredited high school diploma meant I had to be a provisional student ( putting limiting factors on what classes I can take in my first three semesters), I have already built a large network in the local theater groups. This networking allowed me to land a role in my first professional play, S.K. Folks' Halo (Playing February at the Davis theater- ask me about tickets!) , as well as a speaking role in Spike Lee's "Son of the South" (coming 2011 !)
When I am not cast in whatever play, I keep my acting in practice with my two YouTube accounts, http://www.youtube.com/MADasinger and http://www.youtube.com/TheJokezOnYou . ( This post is just full of shameless plugs, huh?) The former YouTube account is where I do personal vlogs and practice monologues I plan to use for auditions, and the latter YouTube account, I imitate the Mark Hammil interpretation of Batman: The Animated Series' Joker. Seriously, you guys should go check it out or something.
Well, I've got other stuff to do in this English class. Ciao, Ja ne, See ya, and bye bye!
I decided to audition for Little Shop, and... I ended up being the puppeteer for the gigantic plant puppet that ate up the characters. However, due to scheduling conflicts, I was also given an understudy role as Orin Scrivello, the sadistic dentist. This lead to several more roles at Prattville WOBT, my favorite being the spoiled Prince John in James Goldman's Lion In Winter.
Well, I had this nice little lump of money from the military waiting for my college education, and I had nothing left to lose. I decided to major in theater. This has already been a great move, even in my freshman year. While my unaccredited high school diploma meant I had to be a provisional student ( putting limiting factors on what classes I can take in my first three semesters), I have already built a large network in the local theater groups. This networking allowed me to land a role in my first professional play, S.K. Folks' Halo (Playing February at the Davis theater- ask me about tickets!) , as well as a speaking role in Spike Lee's "Son of the South" (coming 2011 !)
When I am not cast in whatever play, I keep my acting in practice with my two YouTube accounts, http://www.youtube.com/MADasinger and http://www.youtube.com/TheJokezOnYou . ( This post is just full of shameless plugs, huh?) The former YouTube account is where I do personal vlogs and practice monologues I plan to use for auditions, and the latter YouTube account, I imitate the Mark Hammil interpretation of Batman: The Animated Series' Joker. Seriously, you guys should go check it out or something.
Well, I've got other stuff to do in this English class. Ciao, Ja ne, See ya, and bye bye!
Well then, hey.
So, I haven't blogged since I was a teenager. I found it somewhat annoying, honestly, and didn't like the idea of anyone and everyone knowing what I was doing and thinking. However, I bravely decided to face my fears of exposure and do it again. In other words, it's a requirement for one of my college courses- I wouldn't be bothered to do it otherwise. Oh well!
I guess I can start with a little information about myself. Unnecessary exposition, here we go! My name's Mark. I was born in the totally awesome year of 1985, in the nice, warm month of July. I am 5'6" and 130 lbs soaking wet. That's right- I'm one of those lucky individuals that can eat what I want, exercise as little as once a month, and not gain a single pound. Don't you just love me now? I have brown, curly hair and blue eyes.
I goofed around in High School and ended up having to swiftly transfer to a private school in my senior year to ensure I had enough credits to graduate on time. This resulted in an unaccredited diploma, but it- along with a fairly high ASVAB score- was enough to get me into the U.S. Army. I signed up as a tanker, went to OSUT (One Station Unit Training- a tanker's version of Basic Training), went almost directly from OSUT to my first deployment in Iraq. Once our unit returned stateside to Ft. Hood, TX, this total jerk of a hurricane named "Katrina" popped up and said hello to the shores of Louisiana. Unfortunately, the Louisiana National Guard was doing that whole "war" thing back in Iraq, so my unit was deployed as one of the first units to aid in the Katrina aftermath relief efforts. It was there that I learned people suck.
Anything we did over there- despite our efforts to help people- was seen as wrong by the media. We were made out to look incompetent. Our efforts to help were publicly minimized by news stations in an effort to sell a story: "The government doesn't care". I would see corpses stacked outside a giant sports dome, and later see people stealing flat-screen televisions from the ruined homes of the deceased. These looters carried weapons. We, too, were given our rifles: With no ammunition or magazines. We were told that the way the media was treating the relief efforts, the last thing they needed in the headlines was "Soldier kills U.S. Citizen in New Orleans". Due to this, our only option for response if fired at was to duck and wait it out. Fun, huh?
After this, I was soon given a medical discharge. You could bet your bottom dollar I didn't do much to fight it. Although I felt I had been used and then thrown out by the military, I decided I didn't need them, just as they didn't need me.
The rest? To be continued!! Dun dun DUN!
I guess I can start with a little information about myself. Unnecessary exposition, here we go! My name's Mark. I was born in the totally awesome year of 1985, in the nice, warm month of July. I am 5'6" and 130 lbs soaking wet. That's right- I'm one of those lucky individuals that can eat what I want, exercise as little as once a month, and not gain a single pound. Don't you just love me now? I have brown, curly hair and blue eyes.
I goofed around in High School and ended up having to swiftly transfer to a private school in my senior year to ensure I had enough credits to graduate on time. This resulted in an unaccredited diploma, but it- along with a fairly high ASVAB score- was enough to get me into the U.S. Army. I signed up as a tanker, went to OSUT (One Station Unit Training- a tanker's version of Basic Training), went almost directly from OSUT to my first deployment in Iraq. Once our unit returned stateside to Ft. Hood, TX, this total jerk of a hurricane named "Katrina" popped up and said hello to the shores of Louisiana. Unfortunately, the Louisiana National Guard was doing that whole "war" thing back in Iraq, so my unit was deployed as one of the first units to aid in the Katrina aftermath relief efforts. It was there that I learned people suck.
Anything we did over there- despite our efforts to help people- was seen as wrong by the media. We were made out to look incompetent. Our efforts to help were publicly minimized by news stations in an effort to sell a story: "The government doesn't care". I would see corpses stacked outside a giant sports dome, and later see people stealing flat-screen televisions from the ruined homes of the deceased. These looters carried weapons. We, too, were given our rifles: With no ammunition or magazines. We were told that the way the media was treating the relief efforts, the last thing they needed in the headlines was "Soldier kills U.S. Citizen in New Orleans". Due to this, our only option for response if fired at was to duck and wait it out. Fun, huh?
After this, I was soon given a medical discharge. You could bet your bottom dollar I didn't do much to fight it. Although I felt I had been used and then thrown out by the military, I decided I didn't need them, just as they didn't need me.
The rest? To be continued!! Dun dun DUN!
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