Monday, May 30, 2005

Just a reminder...

< irony >

You scored as white. you are white.









Are you a different race than you think you are?
created with QuizFarm.

Whew. That's a relief...
< /irony >

Thursday, May 26, 2005

a lot

Things change. A lot. (that is, a lot of things change; and said lot of things change a lot).

I've been coming to grips with that truth a lot recently. I started my job back at chick-fil-a again this week, and it's weird how different things are. It’s not so much Chick-Fil-A that’s changed—the building’s the same, and most of the managers are the same—it’s just my co-workers that are the problem. They’re just plain weird. And it’s not even the cool kind of weird—no, it’s the creepy kind of weird. Like the stare-at-matt-and-say-random-things-having-to-do-with-sharp-objects-and-firearms kinda weird. Or the I-whistle-incessantly-not-realizing-I-can’t-whistle-worth-crap kinda weird. And then there’s I-think-I’m-funny-and-entertaining-even-though-it’s-painfully-obvious-that-I’m-not kinda weird. Oh, and then there’s the I-was-homeschooled kinda weird *shudder*.

Actually, it's not so much that there's a bunch of new people that are just weird, it's just that all the old normal people that used to balance out the old weird people aren't there any more, thus leaving the old weird people (and a few new weird people) to run rampant. It’s kinda sad, but oh well. I’ve got to make money somehow (and Lenee’s probably gonna work there over the summer. Woohoo!).

I've also been seeing a lot of the old gang recently. And even there, people are all a-changin'. I've been to KEYS concert (in fact PLAYED in a KEYS concert), a Boy Scout court of honor, a YMV concert, and of course Prom, and I've met (and re-met) a lot of people. It’s been fun, but it’s also been strange. I mean, I knew that all the Juniors from last year were graduating this year, but it never really settled in until now that they’re really gonna do it. Like, in a year from now, they’ll be exactly where I am. Done with their first year of college, visiting their old friends, wondering where all their time went. Wondering what happened to the person they used to be.

I re-read all my blog posts (including comments) from the beginning (almost 2 years ago) to the present. And I noticed a definite difference in what my posts are like now and what they were like a year or two ago. It's almost like I'm a different person now--or at least the same person who happens to write differently. It's kind of discouraging, actually. My writing from back then was much more interesting than anything I've written recently. I don’t know if that’s because I’ve got less things to write about, or less time to write about it, or if it’s just because I myself have changed.

I really hope it’s not the last one. I like the person I used to be--and I like the way I used to write.

So, either way, I’m gonna try to bring up my writing quality—both on this blog, and in my own personal writing. So expect great things my friends…or at least slightly more interesting things. And expect them a lot.

Monday, May 23, 2005


Everybody posted about prom, so I figured I'd do that too.


That was the only one of my pictures that really came out that was worth seeing. Prom in one sentence: Fun, much less drama than last year, glad I went.

'Nuff said.

Thursday, May 19, 2005

End of an era

Well, that's it. It's over. My childhood is gone.

I've always been a huge sci-fi nerd. And when I say always, I mean ALWAYS.

I remember falling asleep on my mom's lap when I was eight, with the last thing I saw before I nodded off was Commander Riker and Data on the bridge of the Enterprise. I was so mad I had fallen asleep, and had my mom tell me everything that had happened. When I turned 12, I recieved a Captain Picard action figure for my birthday--and I liked it. When TNG ended (and yes, I refer to them as TOS, TNG, DS9, VGR, and ENT), I watched DS9 religiously. Every thursday night at 9, we would tune in to UPN 27, and watch the adventures of Captain Sisko, and the crew of Deep Space Nine and the Defiant. Those ended up being the days that I look on with the most fondness--watching the changeling infiltration of the Klingon Empire, and the eventual outbreak of the Dominion War.

And despite the fact that I got into arguments with other kids about how Star Trek was better than Star Wars, I still loved those movies too. In fact, until fairly recently, I owned a rather sizeable (2000+) collection of Star Wars trading cards. I remember going through the Special Edition VHS tapes in one sitting. I remember going through frame by frame, making sure I knew every single alien in the Cantina. I remember sitting, as a 13 year old kid through The Phantom Menace the first time, thinking it was the coolest thing ever. I remember tripping and falling outside of the theater the second time, wanting to go see the movie despite my broken and bleeding toe.



a nerd.

But now, it's all over. The last episode of Star Trek aired last Friday, and I just saw the last episode of Star Wars yesterday. My childhood is now gone. I feel like I'm no longer the same person who watched Star Trek with his mom, or sat on his dad's lap during the TIE fighter scene, being jostled to feel like he's part of the action. I'm a college student, home for the summer, working at the same job that I've been at for almost 3 years.


Tuesday, May 17, 2005

Sunday, May 15, 2005

Binging and Purging

So, I wanted to post as soon as I got back, only to find that we didn't have internet. Then I wanted to post as soon as we got internet, but I was too lazy, so I didn't. Anyway, now I'm updating, so chill.

I've gone on a DVD buying binge recently, having purchased:

School of Rock
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Lost in Translation
Being John Malkovich
The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou (2-disc DVD set)

The reason for this was all of the above movies were under 8 dollars (except The Life Aquatic, which came with a free team Zissou red beanie--I HAD to splurge for it). Today I watched Being John Malkovich with Jordan and Bethany...and I fear they will never listen to my advice with movies again.

But the other thing occupying my time has been cleaning my room. It's weird. As soon as I got home, I knew I had to rearrange it. I feel kind of girly--it's not in my nature to have a desire for interior decorating (I attribute it to my paisley shirt I wore today). Anyway, it's an ongoing project, but it much more closely resembles my room setup at college. I just need to purge my old bookshelf of all the useless crap on it, and get a new one from the thrift store. And then fill it with books. And then read them all.

Ahh, summer.

Sunday, May 08, 2005

Lather, Rinse...

Watch. Laugh. Repeat as desired.

Thursday, May 05, 2005

Finding my voice

Oh my gosh. Last night was awesome. Like, really, really awesome. I can't even describe to you how awesome it was. The quality of the movies was just really up there, pretty much all around the board. And I'm rather surprised to say that mine went over pretty well. I didn't think many people would get the jokes, and it would feel too much like an insiders movie.

But apparently I was wrong. There was a good response to it last night. I think my ego owes a debt of gratitude to the Messiah College student body. I think coffeehouse is proof that they'll cheer at just about anything that has any semblance of talent. But regardless, they liked it, and it was very validating

But not nearly as validating as what came next. After the festival, professor Park decided to treat all the film majors to Denny's. After eating, and a Saved by the Bell trivia contest (in the episode where they went to a party, got drunk, and crashed the car, what expensive part did they need to replace [answer: water pump]), park came to sit at our table, and we chilled for a while. It was easily the high point of my semester-- but it was also a real bittersweet night, because we all knew he wasn't coming back next semester.

But anyway, as it was winding down, and we were all about to leave, he said, "Oh, before I forget, Matt. I wanted to say--You really surprised me this semester." He went on to say how he didn't like my observation film (neither did I), but I'd shown improvement with every one. He said that by the end, my improvement was tremendous. And I must say, I had thought my films got progressively better as well, but hearing it from his mouth somehow made it all worth it. I wanted to cry I was so happy--it was a very validating thing.

And it's kinda funny. My two best films were about things I loved. They were the films that were FUN to make. They were actually my fallback films--like "If this really artsy idea that Park'll love doesn't work out, I'll make this fun little movie about legos and tetris (or star wars as, it were...)". I guess it's really the geeky things that define my existence. The movies that I like to make are the ones about geeky things (Legos, Tetris, Star Wars, my upcoming NES(duck hunt) movie, etc.), because those are the things I like.

Park was talking a few weeks ago about finding your voice as a filmmaker. I think I may have just found mine.

Tuesday, May 03, 2005


Wednesday, May 4th.
Parmer Cinema.

Film Festival.

Be there.