my life in an eighties sitcom (continued)

I live in a moderately sized house located on a picturesque street in the suburbs. Oak trees line the streets and we only have one set of neighbors (so as not to confuse the audience). The summers seem to only last a few episodes and the winters even less (we save those for the Christmas Eve show). Inside the stairs are always the same as every other sitcom along with the kitchen and living room.

My mom works and so does my Dad. We are upper middle class, yet everyone can identify with our life style. My Dad is really relaxed yet stern, while my mom is uptight yet loving. A few seasons in one of my parents will get laid off from their job and become a stay at home mom or dad, probably causing some sort of conflict with my younger sister. Did I mention her? Well she’s only a year or two younger than me and, man, do we not get along at all. She’s the most popular girl in her grade. A bit stuck up but every now and then there will be a heartwarming episode where we somehow become closer through some sort of conflict, somehow allowing our real personalities to shine. Who could have guessed she wouldn’t rat me out when I skipped school that one time?

Of course I have a younger brother and maybe an older one that’s off at college that we only see once or twice a season. My younger one is named some simple name like Billy or Timmy; always ending in a “y”. I’m closer with him than I am with my sister. Every now and then I’ll be seen teaching him how to play a sport, teaching him some trick that only older brothers know. He’d say something funny, probably beginning with the phrase “Well gee whiz…” then I’d smile and brush his hair with a wink.

What about me? I’d probably wear some sort of brown faded leather jacket. I’d come across as the semi popular, rebellious kid, but the audience knows that I’m secretly not. I’ll have a loveable best friend who’s pretty dumb and would act as the comic relief guaranteed to say something stupid in a bad situation.

In class I’d sit in the back, always slouching and a smirk across my face. My teachers all pretend to not like me but they all secretly love me. One episode I’ll fall asleep awkwardly on my book when I should have been studying for a huge test the next morning. I’d wake up and figure out my only option is to cheat. I stupidly write all of the answers on my arm and get caught in class. I’d get sent to the principal’s office and get a punishment no wear near as harsh at it should be. That’s not the point though; the audience learns a lesson about cheating, while being entertained at the same time.

A new situation is waiting in every episode; a new adventure that is never really that plausible. Everyone will be able to identify with at least one character so much so that they secretly think to themselves that if they were in this fictional universe that they would be that character.

The audience laughs loudly at funny situations and “aw’s” at the sentimental and no matter what everything turns out alright in the end.

*cue laugh track*

While the credits run the name of the show appears as the cast of characters take a picture and the screen freezes. Our theme song dwindles to a fade out ending.

FILMED IN FRONT OF A LIVE STUDIO AUDIENCE.

return to before

rainy day today, looks like most of the week too (hopefully). spending it in the library looking up pictures of birds for my wildlife ecology project. going back to the dorm sometime and going to make some butter finger hot coco, open the blinds, and watch tv.

i love rainy days spent in a quiet library.

odile

ive been watching some french new wave stuff/ being too lazy to post on my blogs.

isobel

i havent untied my shoes since you called it quits.

it's never been quite the same

one of my favorite movie scenes

If you havent seen "Manhattan", this clip is from the end of the movie. Basically Woody Allen's character is recording why he finds life worth living and although I dont have the same reasons, I just love it.




SPOILER:
When he takes off running, he is going to win back his ex girlfriend before she moves to London.

while i walked down to the beach

I always enjoy picking paper up off the ground. I found this one on monday and it looks like it someones schedule. Call me weird but I just like finding scraps of paper or notes that people have written. I used to like this girl who would love finding peoples shopping lists and since I worked at Target, I would constantly have my eyes peeled for left over grocery lists to give to her.
This just reminded me of that and I think its pretty cool that someone plans out their day like this. I kind of wish that I did something similar.

I dont know what Id do without a scanner.




ps. sorry if this is too big. the next smallest size was wayyyyyy too small. Thats what i hate about this blog is that i have extremely limited picture size options and the side of my blog cuts it off.

the swing of things

Man it is hot outside.
I just got back from a lab for my stupid wildlife ecology lab. We went to the marina across campus and it took me forever to find a parking spot. Turns out that along with my bird lab I am in a group with four other kids and have to go once a week for an hour to watch and observe turtles basking in the sun.
Fun times.

Ive just felt exhausted these past few days. I found myself getting angry in my head and saying really snide things to people at times. Im sleeping more than I usually do, but apparently it’s not enough.

Its taken me a while to get back into the swing of reading books again. I swore to myself that I would read “the age of innocence” before I watched the movie. I recorded the movie on my dvr at home over Christmas break and I called my brother upstairs and showed him the recording and I specifically said “Steve, you can erase everything on here while I’m gone, but just make sure that you DO NOT erase this movie.” I came back home for spring break and lo and behold he had erased it. Oh well. I’m about halfway through with the book but have just lost interest. Its good but I can’t pay attention anymore.

I failed a math test today so that put me down but I’m not going to worry about it anymore. My grades are slipping but I guess that means ill have to work over drive to get them up before the end of the semester.

my schedule:
• Study for wildlife ecology test tomorrow
• Get gas
• Buy water and Capri sun (ive been drinking my roommates and I feel bad)
• Return movies
• Run
• Dinner at 6
• Play wally ball at 10
On the bright side of things I came home after class and the Casiotone For The Painfully Alone album leaked and I’m listening to it right now. Its really really good. Line I just heard: “wish I kept a diary”. Me too, me too.