My report: first of all, I have to say that even though it was a good movie, the best part was discovering Maya Zapata. She’s a beautiful woman like the ones I like. There was a nude scene of her and she had me wanting more. As far as the movie goes, it is interesting and full of drama. The main guy is stupid for sleeping with his wife’s half sister… in the same house where all three are living, worst yet, he gets the sister-in-law pregnant. I understand Maya looks good, but at least do it once and when she’s moving out…
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About it: Esteban Ramirez’s melodrama Caribe stars Jorge Perugorria as Vincente a man who has gotten himself into difficult positions in both his personal life and his financial life. He engages in an affair with his sister-in-law, while also fielding offers from large oil companies to buy his land. ~ Perry Seibert, All Movie Guide
My report: This is a story about religion and the role it can play in our lives. The main character, Natalia, had been a devoted churchgoer all her life. Even though she was married, she never had sex with her husband because she wanted to preserve her chastity. Natalia’s husband and her didn’t even sleep in the same bed and she even went to church every single day. Things changed when she fell in love with the new town priest. All of a sudden she unleashed all the sexual desires she had been suppresing and she even killed to preserve that feeling. Have you ever heard of the quiet guy that ends up blowing up the building? Well that’s what she was.
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About it: The romantic drama Polvo Enamorado tells the tale of Natalia, a young woman who is wedded to the mayor of her Peruvian village. Having once aspired to become a nun, Natalia only married the man because he promised they would never have to consummate their marriage. Natalia learns that her husband has been sedating and raping her around the same time that a new priest arrives in town. She and the priest are drawn to each other, forcing him to question his devotion to his life in the church. ~ Perry Seibert, All Movie Guide
I had a strange dream yesterday. In the dream I was talking to Tupac and Biggie, all of a sudden I hear a hard clap and I wake up. I felt my bed was moving and there was no way I could have done that myself. It was just too real. So the first thing I did when I woke up was to check the room to see if there was anyone else in there. It was just weird, you know? And that clap, the sound was so real…
Today I had this dream that I was talking to Jay-Z while we were watching a football game. Again, I can’t remember the details of the conversation…
I think I just figured out why I’ve been having these dreams… I always go to sleep with my Ipod on. My brother Alex, who’s a doctor, tells me that there are two different types of sleep: non Rapid Eye Movement (REM) sleep and Rapid Eye Movement Sleep. Our dreams mostly happen during REM sleep and our senses do remain active during certain stages of sleep. So it is possible that my brain is assimilating the last bits of information coming through my senses, like the music on the Ipod. Three out of the last five songs I was “listening” to while sleeping before I woke up from my dream and turned off my Ipod were from Jay-Z. The night before I turned off the Ipod on Biggie’s “Playa Hater” song. I must have been listening to Tupac right before that.
I think it’s very possible that this is all true. I know that when I was working, studying and doing everything in between I wasn’t dreaming ’cause I wasn’t sleeping enough. Not only that, but it was very hard to remember things. It’s funny that sometimes when we think we’re doing a lot of good, we’re actually killing ourselves. It’s like trying to knock down a door standing just a couple inches from it: we can hit it with everything we’ve got but we’ll end up doing more damage to ourselves than the door, even if it eventually comes down. It’s better to step back a few feet, regain our strength and kick that door hard, one time!
I was up for about 32 hours between Wednesday and Thursday working on my Spanish class project. Me and three other students did a news announcement on this animal nobody is sure it exists called the Chupacabras. It turned out great and I learned a lot about editing videos. Something I can use later on for sure.
I’ve just woken up with a headache after about a 12 hour sleep and I’m about to head back to the library to study for my Economics and Writing exams. I’m going straight through tonight ’cause my Writing exam is at 10:00 a.m. tomorrow Saturday and if I go to bed I’ll probably not make it.
My report: It was alright. The whole story was predictable from beginning to end, but it got me thinking about how careful we all need to be. In my HIV class last semester we talked about how women were rapidly getting infected with the disease because of men that go behind the backs of their girlfriends/wives and sleep with other men. This is not just a homosexual disease, it’s an everybody disease. Men and women need to always use protection. I won’t deny I’ve done some stupid shit in the past. I’ve been lucky and I’m not jeopardising my life again.
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About it: At the time of its release, Jonathan Demme’s Philadelphia was the first big-budget Hollywood film to tackle the medical, political, and social issues of AIDS. Tom Hanks, in his first Academy Award-winning performance, plays Andrew Beckett, a talented lawyer at a stodgy Philadelphia law firm. The homosexual Andrew has contracted AIDS but fears informing his firm about the disease. The firm’s senior partner, Charles Wheeler (Jason Robards), assigns Andrew a case involving their most important client. Andrew begins diligently working on the case, but soon the lesions associated with AIDS are visible on his face. Wheeler abruptly removes Andrew from the case and fires him from the firm. Andrew believes he has been fired because of his illness and plans to fight the firm in court. But because of the firm’s reputation, no lawyer in Philadelphia will risk handling his case. In desperation, Andrew hires Joe Miller (Denzel Washington), a black lawyer who advertises on television, mainly handling personal injury cases. Miller dislikes homosexuals but agrees to take the case for the money and exposure. As Miller prepares for the courtroom battle against one of the law firm’s key litigators, Belinda Conine (Mary Steenburgen), Miller begins to realize the discrimination practiced against Andrew is no different from the discrimination Miller himself has to battle against. The cast also includes Antonio Banderas as Andrew’s partner, Joanne Woodward as Andrew’s mother, and Stephanie Roth as Joe’s wife. ~ Paul Brenner, All Movie Guide
I went to the gym last night and woke up this morning with my muscles sore. To me that means I did a good job. I went to bed around 4 or 5 a.m. this morning and I just got up, so I’ve slept for about 12 hours. I’m noticing that these are the amount of hours my body naturally needs some days, without schedules forcing me to get up or anything. I don’t stay up for 12 hours though, it’s usually 15 or 16 so I imagine I sleep the longest when I go to the gym. I did get up a couple of times in between sleep to go to the bathroom. The supplementary protein I’m taking to help the muscles grow was upsetting my stomach. The thing is expiring next month so it could be that.
I want to start going to the gym just three times a day. I’m convinced that it’s not so much what is done at the gym, but what is done before and after. Sleeping enough and eating the right things is what is most important. Going to the gym is just to trigger the muscles to want to grow.
Aristotle Onassis is someone I’ve admired as a business man for a very long time. What I like about him the most is that he was an immigrant in Argentina and made his way to having billions of dollars as a businessman.
I’m watching a movie about his life right now. It’s called “Onassis: The Richest Man in the World.” I don’t like that it skips on all the business details, like when he first started on the tobacco business and then the oil tankers business. I didn’t know he had to sleep with a man for his dad’s freedom when he was a teenager. I also didn’t know that he left Greece because of a fight with his father, I thought he left because of a war. It doesn’t really matter though… the personal details of his life are not really what I care about. Like I said, I wish the movie wouldn’t have spared on the business details of his life.
His story inspires me in a way. I like to read about businessmen because it keeps my dreams reachable. It won’t matter if I’m old and still pursuing my dreams, the KFC guy did it when he was old and so can I.
You know what?? This is some real bullshit. It’s almost 5:00 a.m. and I can’t go to bed because my head and neck hurt really bad. My nose is all congested and I thought I was over this crap. I’m not saying I don’t feel better already, but please let me sleep!
So I was thinking about the whole thing about “Divided We Live” I wrote on my last post, and maybe the way to fix it is by first recognizing peoples uniqueness, but making sure to point the things that make us the same. Hitler pointed out the things that make a certain group the same for all the wrong reasons and the Spanish used religion to unite whatever territory they conquered, but when the bigger picture seems pretty safe and our individuality is not it makes sense to not focus on the bigger picture. So reminding people about the importance of the big picture is important even when individuality is doing good.
I promise I’m trying to make sense. It makes sense to me.
I hard a weird dream this morning. I was in bed sleeping when all of a sudden I started yelling “no, no!” I could barely open my eyes and I couldn’t move. I’m not sure exactly why I was screaming, but a short woman with little fingers was playing with my toes… more like massaging them. It wasn’t anything bad, but it was freaking me out.
Katie was next to me, I woke her up with my yelling and she thought I was playing. At first she thought I was talking in my sleep so it was funny. After a while she thought I was playing with her so she was asking me to stop and when I didn’t she started to tickle me ’cause she knows I can handle being tickled. But I didn’t laugh so she got worried…
I woke up after that. It always happens that way. I wake up before the end of a dream.
Rob: Bitch I don’t know who you are but ain’t got time for this shit
Maria: Ay pero que fadoso
Rob: Man get the fuck off my phone. (Hangs up….)
Maria: Pinche cabron… ahora se las va a ver. Si esta con esa guera lo mato (calls back)
Rob: Hello
Maria: Why you don’t want to talk to me? You know who this is, no te hagas el pendejo!
Rob: No I don’t know who this is… fuck!
Maria: Maria estupido! Estas con esa guera verdad? Me las vas a pagar
Rob: I didn’t do nothin, you crazy bitch… leave me alone…
Maria: Call me a bitch one more time, a ver que te pasa…
Rob: What are you going to do?
Maria: You know you can’t be acting all macho on me… you want me to tell your homies what I did to you a couple nights ago?
Rob: Ahhh that’s wrong… you don’t go there…
Maria: Or should I just call the cops on your ass…
Rob: See you talking crazy now. You messing with my freedom and my baby girl, you know I got to see my little girl. You put me in jail and it won’t be the same with us… You put me in jail and it’s over
The older I get and the more experience I get. I understand how important it is to feel loved rather than be loved and also to have at least one other person you can love the same way.
I’ve said many times before that I didn’t feel loved for a very long time. I didn’t start learning how to express my feelings, be social, be able to give hugs or used the words “I love you” until I was about 21 years old.
I was seriously lacking in the area of communication and expression of feelings. Being defensive and acting with constant aggression is where I was comfortable. It just has to do with the way I grew up. My parents are not bad people, but they’re not gifted in the area of socializing or being affectionate either.
Becoming an independent young man and separating my self from the rest of the family at an early age was to me a very good thing. Thanks to my first girlfriend, Tracy, I started learning how to communicate. And yes, it was very uncomfortable for a very long time. I still remember the stupid fights we used to get into because I could not communicate effectively. I would hold all my anger inside and let it out in just one single emotional blow, with so many mean things to say that by the time I was over, she was crying herself insatiably, not knowing where to turn and wishing she was dead. And then I was happy. Happy because she was suffering the way I had suffered all my life, when, as a little boy, I cried myself to sleep listening to songs like “Hero” from Mariah Carey’s CD. Wishing a hero would come and rescue me. Tell me I was adopted or something of that sort and I was going home now. And I no longer had to hear the constant verbal abuse from my mom, or put up with my dad’s “power trips”. I’ll have more to say about that later on, right now I just want to tell Tracy and every other person I hurt with my attitude and struggles at the time that I am sorry. And I know some of you have already forgiven me.
My report: first of all, I have to say that even though it was a good movie, the best part was discovering Maya Zapata. She’s a beautiful woman like the ones I like. There was a nude scene of her and she had me wanting more. As far as the movie goes, it is interesting and full of drama. The main guy is stupid for sleeping with his wife’s half sister… in the same house where all three are living, worst yet, he gets the sister-in-law pregnant. I understand Maya looks good, but at least do it once and when she’s moving out…
