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The music in the movie is so nice. I love it.
I didn't have school today, therefore, the day was lost to me. 
In any case, I spent hours constructing a website about actor AL PACINO. 
This is a huge task. And I have never even watched half of his movies. My golly! I hadn't realize that there was so much stuff to input.
Ah, but the guy spent even more time making these movies than I have to make this site.
Currently, I am doing The Godfather (Part I) pages. I have 3 pages on that film alone! My quotes page will probably take me the most time because of all of the memorable lines in the movie.
I wonder when will I give up.
Will brought home a present for me. 
It's today's newspaper. I had actually waited for them to do this article for a long time already! I am so happy!
Here's what it says:
Celeb fun facts
Name: Al Pacino
Best know for: Roles in Scarface, The Godfather, Carlito's Way, Scent of a Woman, Serpico
Interesting fact: Was referred to as "that midget Pacino" by producers of The Godfather (1972) who didn't want him for the part of Michael Corleone.
SOURCE: imdb.com
There is a nice picture of Al on the right, and it is captioned as "Actor Al Pacino" He looks so sweet in the pic. 
Daydream time!
I had already known all of this, but at least they featured him. So cool! Of the 5 movies mentioned, the only one that I have yet to see is Scarface. But Al soon say 'ello to his little friend!! In fact, I saw it last week, it was on sale for $19.99 only!! It's the Collector's Ed. and it is bundled together with De Niro's Casino. Wow... 2 of the world's best actors' best movies for $19.99... 
School has started once again. Typical. Lots of papers to write this term. I even need to write one for Accounting, which doesn't make any sense! The teacher has already learned my name, and has proceeded to pick on me to answer several questions, which I naturally answered wrong. He asked me so much that towards the end, he passed to my left and told every one that he has put me on the stop too much for today. 
In the summer, I actually didn't do much. I watched a few movies, on the whole, they weren't that great, because they were the Star Wars trilogy (IV-VI). I can't understand why people rave about it. It's a fairly typical fairy tale story, to me. If it is the special effects, I actually preferr those in The Birds.
Despite the fact that I am very tired right now, as I woke up at 6:15am this morning, I feel like seeing The Godfather again, but alas, its 3 hours long. Maybe tomorrow. Or maybe I will finish my recorded half of The Recruit. Or perhaps, I should study. Need to catch up already!
For now, I will sleep (not with the fishes).
: Save me Jeebus, save me!
"Blogshares" -- here after referred to as "BS" by me 
-- has been a wildfire that has been sweeping through the Bravejournals lately. I have noticed this website about a couple of months ago on the Bravejournal Forum and I was tempted to sign myself up as a Player.
Here is the Discussion Topic: Blogshares???
BS is a fantasy game that Players can "accumulate wealth" by investing in blogs around the world. Generally speaking, as the blogs become more popular (i.e. visited by many visitors on a daily basis), the blog share prices rise and if you are an investor in this blog, your wealth increases as well. And vice versa.
After sleeping on the dilemma of signing up or not, I have decided not to for the following reasons:
My sole purpose of siging up was to earn enough money to buy back my blog and withhold it from anyone else in the market. But upon reaching the conclusion of point #6, I decided that I wanted nothing to do with BS. I don't enjoy the idea that they are recording my Statistics, and I despise even more the idea of someone is "gaining profits" at my blog's expense.
In fact, I was actually thinking of removing my link from BS, but thought better of it. I was afraid that by requesting removal, I would actually be admitting that I have seen their site and that they might start showering me with spams and emails. 
If you are a registered Player, I apologize for any offense. If you hold an opposing opinion about BS, I'd like very much to hear of it.
Edit: added the link to the Discussion Topic in the Bravejournal Forum.
Weird business...
It was in fact a dream I had when I took my afternoon nap. 
It's just too hot right now; I want to sleep.
In the dream, I live with a crazy, yet brilliant scientist. He is an old man. Ground rules, no leaving the house, unless it's an emergency. So, I stayed in that house for all my life. That house is supposed to be protected by magic, 
so that it is impenetrable by outside parties.
But today, I have to run an errand, and he sends me out the door. I didn't ask where I needed to go; I just went. I walked on for around 2 minutes on the street and reached my destination. It was another house protected by heavy magic. But I got in despite the owner didn't exactly welcome me, , but she knew where I came from. She was an old lady, and she was the scientist's old partner. They were supposed to get together, but some misundrstanding or argument obstructed their probable future. I handed her a letter from the scientist.
It was freezing and showing heavily outside in my dream. ~Outside my dream, it was hot. Anyway, she gathered some stuff and we all went outdoors and got into a huge truck. We each was wearing lots of furry winter-wear.
~Scene Change~
When we reached where we were supposed to go, I found myself a partner, a person who looked exactly like me, my twin. For some reason, it didn't shock either of us. We were running around in the streets helping to campaign for a political candidate, who was the old lady. Some passerbys didn't like our party and started to throw rocks at our truck. The windows shattered and we got scared. We quickly got out of the truck and started running from these people. A bomb went of somewhere, killing the scientist and the old lady.
My twin and I said something to the mob to mess with their heads. I think they got confused and stopped chasing us.
At this point, I woke up.
What a bizarre dream!
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By the way, the new Harry Potter book, the 6th one, is going to be named "Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince." And no, the Prince is neither Harry nor Voldemort, J.K. Rowling said so. My money is on Godric Gryffindor and Hagrid.
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The voltage would increase each time the "learner" answers wrong. The "teacher" would be able to hear the "learner" as they were separated by a board (or wall, I am not sure). As a result, when the voltage was quite high, the "learner" screams out.
In the end, the experiment shows that more than half of the "teachers" administered a full 450V shock to the "learner", though some were uncomfortable to do so.
The actual purpose of the experiment was not to see how much voltage a person could take; the teachers themselves were in fact the experiment subjects. They were tested to see how far they would go to obey orders/authority.
I saw a video of this experiment in class today, though I have heard of the story about half a year back.
: Assassins!Brace yourself for a long post, for today was quite eventful.
First, just before I had to leave my house to go to school, I realized that I didn't have my bus pass. Dad was waiting for me in the garage, with the car engine already started. I was anxious because Dad would be late if I didn't find it fast. I couldn't. I looked everywhere -- my coat pockets, my pants pockets, my messy desk , the computer desk, my brother's room, the kitchen drawer. It was nowhere to be found!!
So then, I was getting frustrated. I knew that I had it the previous night. I just didn't know where I placed it. Mom was getting mad as well, because I was holding Dad up. I decided to just call Dad to let him know that he should leave without me.
Right after I told him so, I found it. Ahh... the backpack, where it was supposed to be!!! I was just looking in a different compartment.
I walked down the stairs, to my surprise, the garage door was open. Maybe my Dad hadn't left after all. Gone. Looks like I wasn't the only one who was forgettful. I made a note to myself about this because when Dad came back home, he was bound to have a row with me... I could surely use this to defend and fight back!!
Well, I got on the bus, and I drifted off to dreamland... 
Good thing that they were having a construction thing, because they made the road very bumpy, waking me up, or I would have slept right by. 
I got inside the school. Man, it was cold this morning. Mmm... sleep... and off I went on a table... And my trusty cell phone alarm woke me up 20 min. before I had to go to class. Nah... a bit more sleep... ... 10 min. Cr@p ! I got there on time, but the classroom was strangely empty. Oh good, 1 person showed up. The class was supposed to have 19 people, but only 7 showed up today. Oh well, we had fun!! Today's excercise was gift-wrapping with your hands tied. Doesn't that sound deliciously funtastic! The idea was to cooperate in a team. 2 teams of 3 were formed (due to the absenteeism). I was grouped with 2 guys (Simon and a boy whose name I don't know... 
... he only sits right behind me!!!) Anyway, we had to compete with the other team. We chose a roll of gift wrapper, and began to work. After 2 seconds of using the scissors, I decided to just rip it off. Hehe... Of course, the edges were horrible-looking... Ah well... I rolled up the "gift" (which is just a small empty box) and cleverly concealing the uglyness within , the nameless boy taped. I ripped the end of the box's paper as it was too long, folded it with the my hands behind my back. I was quite good at that... considering how I never do the gift-wrapping at home and that I literally had my hands tied. I folded one end. The nameless boy took over to try to fold the other. [giggle] It was hideous!! But he disguised it as a "design"!!! It actually didn't turn out that bad... The final product looked like a trophy with things sticking out from the top!!
And we beat the other team, even though they had "designs," too. [Applause]
Second try: same drill, except no talking between members.
We lost this battle because the other team wrapped it like a candy. It was neat, really.
Third try: same thing, but for candies as reward!
They did the exact same thing. We on the other hand, were "creative". Simon decided that he wanted to cut out a Santa pic from a wrapper and he did, with strings tied up his hands, of course. Nameless boy and I did the drill once more, except we cut with a pair of scissors... which I regretted because brute force was so much more efficient... scissors brought no advantage... maybe it was my cutting skills... the paper wasn't even remotely close to being straight. We wrapped it this time the way people normally wrapped it. Just when we were done, so was Simon.
He taped Santa's head to the box. And we called, "Done." The "judge" recorded the time. We stood up our gift and untied ourselves. Just then, the head toppled over. We cheated by re-enforcing it with a little tape.
It was funny during the third time because we kept dropping all of our tools. Imagine the hassle we went through when we had to pick them off the ground with our hands tied. I insisted on telling the judge the difficulty of cutting the head with our tied up hands. She seemed to agree with us, and she also thought that the other team's idea wasn't original anymore.
WE WON!!! Whoohoo!!! CANDY!!! But because of the few people in the class, everybody got candy... still... haha!!! The other team had 2 girls and 1 guy, whereas we have 1 girl and 2 boys. Girls tend to be more detailed, and they showed it. We on the other hand, didn't care much, and that included me. Remember? I was the one who ripped the paper right out!!! Of course, Shanny was telling everybody that I was so forceful to the paper!! 
It was a fun lesson, but we didn't learn anything. Wait, that's probably why I loved that lesson!!!
Afterwards, I went to the library to use their computer and their Internet. Then lunch time!!! 
Must begin reading for the next class which starts in 1 hour... Ahh heck... My cell phone would wake me again. Zzz...Zzz... Good... I woke up 10 min. before the phone would scream. Bah?! It was passed the set time already... still no alarm? Thank goodness I woke up early!
Class... we did another excercise. This time it was a survival game. A list of items were given to us, and we were to decide which ranked more important, and why.
Setting: you and a group's plane has just crashed... cold winter... a forest... you are dressed in city winter clothes... blah blah blah...
List of items: compass, sectional air map, newspaper, shortening, clothes, canvas, hand axe, a ball of steel wool 
, whiskey, chocolate, pistol, cigarette lighter, some other stuff I can't remember...
My list:
)
)Somewhere near the end: whiskey, compass, map, newspaper, a pistol,
Experts' opinion:
even when out of fluid ... now really?? , use the container to get water, etc.Somewhere near the end: newspaper <-- warmth, a pistol <-- ward/ kill animals, but can be lethal
Last:
Fairly fun class. After class was over, my friend and I went to the terminal stop to take a bus home. We got on. About 50 feet from the stop, these road contruction workers stopped the bus with their stop/slow sign. So we waited... 5 whole minutes!!! And apparently for NOTHING!!! No cars from the other side came by... grr...
I got the feeling that the bus driver was mad because he started speeding down the mountain!! The speed limit was 30, but I knew that he went over that to catch up for lost time. New limit: 15... he went WAY pass that. The ride turned very bumpy. Sand could be heard rolling beneath the bus. So then, after a couple of minutes, we went to the largest stop of all, there were about 200 students waiting for buses. Now, there are 4 or 5 buses that go through that bus stop, but of 200 people, you can be sure that at least 30 were going to take this route. The bus came to a slow, a stop of 2 seconds. But he didn't open the doors. There is basically an unwritten rule about this stop, though. Buses would open ALL of their doors, and people would just get on without showing their passes. Apparently, everybody was expecting the welcoming doors that they did not move from their spots. When the bus driver perceived that nobody wanted to get on. HE DROVE AWAY!!! Without even letting on a single person or even OPENNING THE DOOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
IT WAS HILARIOUS!!!! My friend and I first stared in disbelief, then I laughed while he tried his hardest to remain composed, and was surpressing a laugh.
Down the hill was just as funny, and not to mention, speedy. The whole bus only contained 7 or 8 people. It was supposed the busiest time of day -- when students were let off!! Instead, we got this virtually empty bus speeding down the hill.
Because there were so few people on the bus, the bus made practically no stops at all, except yielding to red lights. It was going so fast that it actually caught the bus ahead of it, which was supposed to be 8-10 min. faster. And because it was ahead of us, the people waiting at the bus stops couldn't see that there was another bus behind it. So everybody got on the earlier bus, while we still had our spacious bus.
We followed that bus for several stops, but still nobody was smart enough to get on.
Finally, we lost them when the driver decided that we had so much spare time that we had to stop the bus for a few minutes.
The fun didn't end there for me...
I got off, walked a block or so when I saw this couple. The lady was talking non-stop to her (presumably) boyfriend, while he inserted a few words here and there. When we were almost shoulder to shoulder, he gave me a quick look and said, "Hello." I knew it was a nice gesture, but do guys often "hello" other girls when they are with their beloved? Hahahaha... no, I am not even ok-looking. All the while, the lady talked ceaselessly. Hehe... That was interesting...
And when I stopped at the bus stop, there was a little fella standing there with a tiny backpack. "Cute kid," I thought. Then he turned around. He was a grown man!!! Whoops... Anyway, the short man was looking at me strangely, so I said, "hello." He didn't reply. I didn't mind.
At the dinner table, sure enough, Dad brought up how I am a careless and forgettful person who leaves her things everywhere, and never place them back where they belong.
The "open garage door" argument completely slipped my mind. My rebuttul went down the drain...
Finally, I spent half an hour writing this. I doubt that you have actually read this whole thing... I think I still have a few minor details that I wanted to dish out, it's just that I forget what they are in light of this excitement. 
Edit: I remember one more detail: my glasses' screw came loose in my first class. When I was wiping my glasses with my shirt, the left lens popped out. Whoops. Good thing I had a spare pair, my very strong glasses. 
06-15-2004 (16min18sec)
"And I am an optimistic person. I guess if you want to try to find something to be pessimistic about, you can find it, no matter how hard you look, you know?" ~George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., June 15, 2004
05-27-2004 (2min25sec)
"I want to thank my friend, Senator Bill Frist, for joining us today. Senator, you're doing a heck of a job. You cut your teeth here, right? That's where you started practicing? That's good. He married a Texas girl, I want you to know. Karyn is with us. A West Texas girl, just like me." ~George W. Bush, Nashville, Tenn., May 27, 2004
05-25-2004
"I'm honored to shake the hand of a brave Iraqi citizen who had his hand cut off by Saddam Hussein." ~George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., May 25, 2004
02-06-2004 (1min10sec)
"I have been saying that this economy looks pretty strong, and today 112,000 new jobs were created last month... a report that 112,000 new jobs were created last month. And that's good." ~George W. Bush, Reston, Virginia, February 6, 2004
01-29-2004 (7th last paragraph - beginning with "THE PRESIDENT: Absolutely.")
"More Muslims have died at the hands of killers than... I say more Muslims... a lot of Muslims have die... I don't know the exact count... at Istanbul. Look at these different places around the world where there's been tremendous death and destruction because killers kill." ~George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., Jan. 29, 2004
01-05-2004 (21min05sec)
"So thank you for reminding me about the importance of being a good mom and a great volunteer as well." ~George W. Bush, St. Louis, Mos., Jan. 5, 2004
09-09-2003 (7min15sec)
"We had a chance to visit with Teresa Nelson who's a parent, and a mom or a dad." ~George W. Bush, Jacksonville, Florida, Sept. 9, 2003 
What a guy! All sound clips come from 
The White House.
I watched a F.R.I.E.N.D.S episode and hehe... Dan Castellanata guest appeared in it. I am not surprised if you don't know him by his name, but I am sure you would know him by his voice. Well, maybe not...
Click image to see it enlarged. Dan Castellanata (voice actor for Homer Simpson) guest stars in F.R.I.E.N.D.S as a zookeeper who tells Ross the truth about Marcel the monkey.
Castellanata is the voice actor behind America's favourite dad. His name is Homer Simpson . In the F.R.I.E.N.D.S episode, Castellanata is a zookeeper. In that episode, Phoebe is hired to sing children's songs. Joey gets an obessed Brooke Shields as his mega-fan who can't distinguish real life from TV drama. Also, Ross finds out from the zoo manager that his monkey, Marcel, has died.
: in reality, David Schwimmer dislikes the monkey very much. 
Anyway, as Ross is glooming over the loss of his pal and angry at the zoo management for not informing him about Marcel's death, a zookeeper who is sweeping the floor comes up to Ross saying that he knows the truth and the truth is that Marcel is still alive. 
The zookeeper tells Ross that Marcel is currently in the Entertainment business. Afterwards, he asks Ross how much is this information worth to Ross. Ross replies that he has already told him everything. I am just disappointed that he didn't say "D'oh!"
[Scene: San Diege Zoo. Ross is still at the monkey cages. A zookeeper is sweeping.]
Zookeeper: Meet me in the nocturnal house in 15 minutes.
Ross: Uh... hey look, I don't really enjoy being with other men that way. But, um... zoo dollars?
Zookeeper: It's about your monkey. It's alive.
[Scene: San Diego Zoo Nocturnal House]
Zookeeper: Ahh... the bat. Ambassador of darkness, flitting out of his cave like a winged messenger, sightless spectre of the macabe.
Ross: Buddy, my monkey?
Zookeeper: Oh, yeah, right. There was a break-in, few months back, inside job. Your monkey was taken.
Ross: Oh my God. But the zoo told me that my monkey was dead.
Zookeeper: The zoo! Do you believe everything the zoo tells you?
Ross: Actually, that's the only thing the zoo's ever told me.
Zookeeper: Of course they're gonna say he's dead. They don't want the bad publicity. It's all a great big cover-up. Do you have any idea how high up this thing goes?
Ross: That guy Lipson?
Zookeeper: Lipson knows. Do you have any idea who else knows?
Ross: No, I... I only know Lipson.
Zookeeper: Hmm, Lipson knows huh? Ahh... hello Mr. Opossum, enigma of the trees, upside-down denizen of the night, taunting gravity with...
Ross: Buddy, my monkey, my monkey.
Zookeeper: Word on the street... well, when I say street, I mean those little pretend streets they have here at the zoo.
Ross: Of course.
Zookeeper: Your monkey found a new career, in the entertainment field. That's all I know.
Ross: This is unbelievable.
Zookeeper: So, what is this information worth to you, my friend?
Ross: Are you trying to get me to bribe you?
Zookeeper: Maybe...
Ross: But you already told me everything.
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