Bridge to DESPAIR!...thia

You know, I am a fan of Walden Media. I am. I really am. I love how the movies stamped with the Walden Media logo end up being stuffed full of moral messages. For the most part - they're charming. Like, okay, Charlotte's web ...good stuff! Narnia - i dont really have to say anything. But - i watched Bridge to Terabithia last night with my roomate (who was cruelly waiting to regard my soggy reaction to the tail of the movie) aand...throughout the first half of the happy movie I was so excited!! "They're gunna get married" i said to my roomate in my college female overzealousness for love and marraige. "I just know they're gunna get married." And then if you've seen this movie before you know what happens. We had a meeting right after i watched the movie - and i had to explain to everyone why my eyes were all red and my face was puffed. Stink. But - all considered it was a great movie. And I would highly recommend it. I would say more - and i would say more thoughtfully - but I am being dragged away to dinner by a hungry and highly impatient crowd. Oh until next time.

The Low

I'm a student spiritual leader at my university, which requires me to have arrived early at school for orientations. Lots of people speaking at me. For long periods of tme. I think i've discovered in the past year that I'm a visual learner, which may mean that being required to listen for a long time makes me wither. Wither is a good word. I start out fresh and crisp (crisp?) and with every other word i become stale and wilted. Like lettuce. Like lettuce put in the refrigerator in a subway sub. Who honestly eats decrepent (i spelled that wrong) lettuce? Well that's how i felt. Slimy, wilted and dead.


Anyway, I sometimes feel like i'm the only Christian who feels like this while sitting in those sessions. And maybe it's just because i struggle hearing people tell me what i need to do to be a good christian. I'm not a rebel. I'm not at all. I just become entirely discouraged after listening to those sessions. How to pray, how if i dont get up to pray at 5a.m. i'm an irresponsible christian. It makes me want to run away and it makes me regret the choice to be a leader. Don't get me wrong. I very much enjoy being a resource for people...I enjoy being able to be there for them, to encourage them. But listening to four hours of "who I should be" makes me think maybe i'm not a christian at all. I feel like i'm the only one who thinks this. It's discouraging. It's the Low.


I did manage to sketch some fun stuff though. Here they are.

I'm a personal fan of the fish. The End.

Bored of the Rings?

Well I'm not!...bored of the rings that is. ..Uhm. Lord of the Rings that is. Forgive me. Anyway, here's a Lord of the Rings piece.


Unfortunately I had to take pictures of this with my camera rather than scanning it with the scanner that I do not possess. I hope that word has two s's. But it may not. It's Eowyn, with watercolor. Yeah, I've watched the movies so many times I can't imagine the characters looking any different. Is that a literary crime? Clap me in irons, then, I really like the movies.

A Whole New World...and a couple movie reviews.

And so I enter the world of "Blogger" with a slightly ridikkulus (a little HP for all) title but nonetheless...Hello, world!

Anyway. Last night I watched the movie, Flyboys. Uhm, can we say, two thumbs waving around frantically in the action-packed air? Yeah we can say that. A couple nights before, my family was sitting around the living room tuned into the good ol' directv contemplating between The Astronaut Farmer and Flyboys. Absolutely unfortunately we chose The Astronaut Farmer and spent the next few days questioning the waste of three good dollars. Dollars that could've been used to buy some gum (my mouth regrets the choice).

You see - the set-up to The Astronaut Farmer presents us with this "I'm a dreamer, even thought my dreams are far-fetched" feel. And that...we generally like. Or at least I do. You don't expect the movie to be painstakingly realistic. But...C'mon. The man crashes his...Rocket. Not his chevy, not his motorcycle. He crashes his ...Rocket Ship. AND HE LIVES! And then He and his son build him another rocket...within what seems to be a week's time.

Do you remember the part in Lord of the Rings when Bilbo tells Gandalf that he feels stretched? Like butter scraped across too much bread? Yeah well that's the story-line of The Astronaut Farmer. It's a whole lot of nothing stretched across a near 2 hour movie.

But - bring this post to a happier note...I will describe to you...Flyboys. Well, you should probably go watch it yourself before I describe it to you. But...anyway. There were a few times I had to flee the living room because of some high-suspense I couldn't handle. There's some gross parts. And some wierd ...uh...i don't know ...innuendos in the beginning? Definetely a PG - 13er. But - I was a fan. I...was a fan.

Okay, I'm outtie.