In America is an amazing movie. I wasn't sure what to expect from it only having heard few things about it, but loving Samantha Morton, whom, to me, is the next Cate Blanchett. I popped it in tonight and watched it. And loved it. Especially Djimon Honsou's performance. What a specific and explosive actor. He needs to get more roles. I just think the movie balanced sentimentality, reality, and drama in a clever way to avoid making the movie trite and forceful. The tears flowed naturally I must say. If you have not seen it, get out and rent it.

In other news....this was a baaaaaaaaaaaad day. Let's see:

1) Reading other blogs can sometimes depress you. That is how my morning started out.

2) Decided to see Spider-Man 2, and got in my very first car accident. Woo to me. Luckily, not my fault.

3) Spent the next 4 hours claiming, dealing with police reports, driving to get estimates, getting caught in the monsoon, stuck at the insurance building, and finally deciding to go see the movie...

4) Where for the following 2 hours I dealt with a father and his overtalkative son who decided to start singing in the middle of the movie. Had I been that child's father, I woulda whooped his ass till it was black and blue. Thank god for loud, action-filled sequences that drowned him out. Good movie. A little drawn-out and overdone here and there, but great continuation of the SM mythos.

5) Came home and tried to figure out how to balance my classes. Picked up a few due to a great interview at SPC with some great people who really reaffirmed my belief in educators and the purpose of education moving beyond that of politics, paperwork and parents. Not to mention embittered teachers who hate their lives. However, I was reduced to a minority statistic that could be used to help the college...initial shock, but realized that my minority status has done a lot for me. God knows the status is laughable when you meet me because I am barely a minority.

6) 4th of July plans fell through for me. As did back ups. As did invites. 4th alone this year. (this is not self-piteous)

7) Moving plans went through which was a bummer because I was really looking forward to it. If anyone needs or is looking for a roomie. Let me know. Time to go back to having a roommate. I miss having someone to come home to and talk to and bitch with and be up until 3 in the morning with talking about nothing relevant. And I feel I am becoming too independant at the risk of shutting out humanity completely. Although I know Sara would say: So what? THAT'S GOOD!

8) As much as I try to fight feeling like this or thinking about this, recent things just affirmed to me that I was not good enough, could never be good enough and that I was simply too late and too early to make anything work right. What I once thought I was over, I now must get over once again. Denial is a shitty thing in the face of lies subjugated as truths in the name of honesty. (Ambiguity placed on purpose)

I am sure I could think of more.....but why paint the peacock. Here is hoping for a better tomorrow. Have a great 4th folks!