I realize that I'm about 12 years late but I watched this movie for the first time last night. I went to bed feeling horrible. Its not very often that a movie leaves me with residual feelings for longer then about 10 minutes later but even at 2 a.m. this morning I still had trouble falling asleep.
How could there be people with such darkness inside in the world? I watched the documentary after finishing the film I could see the real people (minus Brandon). And the killers were even more terrifying in person then their actor selves in the movie.
That poor girl. Raped, then killed. Even the thought of being raped deeply effects me but listening to her recount the horroible event truly left a gaping feeling in the pit of my gut. It was just so sad.
Then the way she died was just barbaric.
I remember feeling angry when watching the documentary that the police didnt lock up the two men after Brandon identified them clearly in her questioning. I'd like to think that if they had to do it all over again they'd take a different plan of action.
Its just a sad story all around and I cant believe that someone would have to be subject to the cruel treatments simply because they are being themselves.
I also remember the social worker who was vaguely justifying the actions of one of the killers.. she said that he is a product of how society has failed him. I disagree. There are probably millions of people who grow up in horrible conditions. And none of them have even a thought of violently raping someone, let alone killing another person. But thats just my opinion.
I knoow its been over a decade since this movie came out and I hope this horrible story brought some awareness.
What Hillary Swank said in her accceptance speech at the academy awards was spot on: We need to learn to accept our differences.
Monday, September 12, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Spooked
I just freaked myself out while brushing my teeth after my evening shower. Dont you hate it when you watch a scary movie and then you end up in the shower half an hour later all by yourself feeling like someone is watching you and imagining that the moment you open up the shower curtain to step out of the tub a murderer will be standing there waiting for you?? Well.. I've been told I'm extremely imaginitive. Maybe its true.
So I step out of the shower and dry up a bit before I open up the door to let some of the steam out while I brush my teeth. I hate that I can't see myself in the miror and I dont really like to wipe it clear (I dont know why). Besides, most of the time the mirror is clear enough for me to see my face in by the time I'm done brushing my teeth. Anyway, I fling the door open and start brushing when I look up for a moment. Then the lights go out! My heart stopped. Toothbrush still in mouth, I turned to bolt into the livingroom where my fiance was watching a football game with his best friend when I remembered a sound I heard just as the lights went out. A sound that is very relevent to this horrible turn of events. Yes, I know this sound very well. A click. The click all of us know means that either the lights are on, or they are off. Apparently I flipped the light switch with my elbow while I was brushing. This has happened to me before, maybe three or four times, each time I am met with the same soul freezing fear that something horrible is about to happen. And, after I turn the light back on I always get so mad at whoever would think to put a light switch where anyones elbow could easily accidentlly flip it on or off. Pfft.
So that is the story of how a silly twenty-soimething freaks herself out in the bathroom and lives to tell about it.
So I step out of the shower and dry up a bit before I open up the door to let some of the steam out while I brush my teeth. I hate that I can't see myself in the miror and I dont really like to wipe it clear (I dont know why). Besides, most of the time the mirror is clear enough for me to see my face in by the time I'm done brushing my teeth. Anyway, I fling the door open and start brushing when I look up for a moment. Then the lights go out! My heart stopped. Toothbrush still in mouth, I turned to bolt into the livingroom where my fiance was watching a football game with his best friend when I remembered a sound I heard just as the lights went out. A sound that is very relevent to this horrible turn of events. Yes, I know this sound very well. A click. The click all of us know means that either the lights are on, or they are off. Apparently I flipped the light switch with my elbow while I was brushing. This has happened to me before, maybe three or four times, each time I am met with the same soul freezing fear that something horrible is about to happen. And, after I turn the light back on I always get so mad at whoever would think to put a light switch where anyones elbow could easily accidentlly flip it on or off. Pfft.
So that is the story of how a silly twenty-soimething freaks herself out in the bathroom and lives to tell about it.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
2011
This year one of my resolutions was to write more. So what better place to exercise that goal then to reconnect with my old blog? I started reading older posts.. even all the way back to the beginning to get an idea as to what I used to find interesting enough to post about.
Reading back, my life is so different now. I'll give you a brief update:
1.) I am no longer (Thankfully) unemployed. I am actually working in a field I hope to dominate in the future
2.) I am no longer single, I'm engaged and due to marry in June of this year
3.) I have lost contact with most of the people I used to include in my older posts
4.) I am on my own, I left my parents house and live with my fiance now
I think that covers the important stuff. I hope all of you out there had a wonderful Christmas and I also hope you all brought in the new year with lots of festivities!
More to come shortly.
Reading back, my life is so different now. I'll give you a brief update:
1.) I am no longer (Thankfully) unemployed. I am actually working in a field I hope to dominate in the future
2.) I am no longer single, I'm engaged and due to marry in June of this year
3.) I have lost contact with most of the people I used to include in my older posts
4.) I am on my own, I left my parents house and live with my fiance now
I think that covers the important stuff. I hope all of you out there had a wonderful Christmas and I also hope you all brought in the new year with lots of festivities!
More to come shortly.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Cats and Dogs
I have never fought with a guy so much until I decided to marry one! I swear its like very little thing turns into a big production lately. Thankfully, though, in the past couple of days things seemed to have lightened up.
The wedding plans are going smoothly.. reception and ceremony sites have been booked. I was so relieved to find the places.. it was sort of a headache finding places that we both liked, that met the budget, AND that were available on the day we wanted. But, luckily we accomplished all the above requirements. (Big round of applause)I am thrilled with the reception spot.. its everything I ever wanted and more. What a lucky find my fiance had. Seriously.. without him I would have NEVER discovered that place.. even with a wedding planner!
Anyway, I'm almost due to leave for the day (Gotta love blogging at work! lol) So I'll hit you guys up later on with wedding updates.
*Cheers*
The wedding plans are going smoothly.. reception and ceremony sites have been booked. I was so relieved to find the places.. it was sort of a headache finding places that we both liked, that met the budget, AND that were available on the day we wanted. But, luckily we accomplished all the above requirements. (Big round of applause)I am thrilled with the reception spot.. its everything I ever wanted and more. What a lucky find my fiance had. Seriously.. without him I would have NEVER discovered that place.. even with a wedding planner!
Anyway, I'm almost due to leave for the day (Gotta love blogging at work! lol) So I'll hit you guys up later on with wedding updates.
*Cheers*
Monday, May 24, 2010
Engagement Party Disasters!!!!
This past weekend we had our engagement party. It was at my parents house as they were the 'hosts'. So many things went horribly wrong, the likes of which I have never seen. Please, join me.. as I tell the tale of small disaster after small disaster!!
I'll begin at the beginning, about a week before the party. Due to completely unavoidable circumstances, I ended up breaking a couple of toes while trying to do the very ordinary task of stepping into the bathtub with the goal of taking my nightly shower before bed. Unfortunately it didn't go so smoothly since the second my foot touched the tub floor my balance was broken and down I went in one foul swoop. I didn't really realize how hurt I was till the next morning when I couldn't put all my weight on it. Why is this relevant? Because in the time I would have normally taken care of little party errands, the week before, I was immobile. I couldn't even drive. Therefore all these tedious little tasks were taken care of on the morning of.
The time before the festivities went relatively smooth, I ran some errands, came back, helped with the yard work... but time, as usual, starts to run out and I found myself a little rushed. That's when my lovely fiance decides to leave and check out this boat that is for sale. Needless to say I was less then thrilled that he decided to make checking out a boat a top priority while there were still things to be done for OUR ENGAGEMENT PARTY but I think I handled the situation with as much poise as I could have.
Anyway he got back and we finished up at my parents house. With about two hours left till take off we went back to our apartment to get ready ourselves.. this is where things go south.
First, I accidentally left my hair iron at my parents house. Because of this, it took be twice as long to do my hair and in the end it ended up getting messed up anyway because we live in Miami and the humidity is ridiculous. So we were very late. As I was putting on my dress (Actually it was the dress my mother changed into from her wedding dress at her wedding.. it was a surprise for my dad) my fiance noticed something... awful. There were stains all over it!!!! I don't know what my grandmother did while she was altering it but they looked like coffee stains! I called my mother in a panic... she told us to take a rag and see if it wont come out with some water and a tiny bit of soap... thankfully it did. This made us SUPER late.
We finally get there and say our 'hello's' and my mother tells me how one of the lights outside burst into flames just as the people were arriving. Horrified, I saw it thrown at the side of the house (out of sight) with a towel over it. Thankfully, no one was hurt.
A few minutes into the party ALL the lights go out! My dad, brother, fiance rush around to find the source of the problem. After tinkering with it for about 10 minutes the lights came back on.... then they fell ON our guests! That's right, ON THEM! All I could think was 'omg... there are going to be shards of glass in everyone's faces'!!! Luckily no one was hurt and after my dad, brother, fiance got involved the lights were back up and in working order in about ten minutes.
As everyone was eating, somehow, I don't know how.... my mother stepped on my aunts ankle causing her to scream and fall to the ground. I was mortified! I thought '.. well there goes another one' Referring to myself of course, I forgot to mention.. I had to wear this big boot on my injured foot because my foot is still fragile from the broken toes. At least I got to wear one shoe?? lol After about an hour my aunt was ok and decided nothing serious had happened. So the rest of the night went on without any problems.
All in all it will definitely be a night that everyone remembers. If not for the pyrotechnics, then for the near death by decapitation when the lights came crashing down on their heads.
Eventful? I'd say so.
I've heard that when bad things happen, its good luck. Lets hope that's true! *cheers*
I'll begin at the beginning, about a week before the party. Due to completely unavoidable circumstances, I ended up breaking a couple of toes while trying to do the very ordinary task of stepping into the bathtub with the goal of taking my nightly shower before bed. Unfortunately it didn't go so smoothly since the second my foot touched the tub floor my balance was broken and down I went in one foul swoop. I didn't really realize how hurt I was till the next morning when I couldn't put all my weight on it. Why is this relevant? Because in the time I would have normally taken care of little party errands, the week before, I was immobile. I couldn't even drive. Therefore all these tedious little tasks were taken care of on the morning of.
The time before the festivities went relatively smooth, I ran some errands, came back, helped with the yard work... but time, as usual, starts to run out and I found myself a little rushed. That's when my lovely fiance decides to leave and check out this boat that is for sale. Needless to say I was less then thrilled that he decided to make checking out a boat a top priority while there were still things to be done for OUR ENGAGEMENT PARTY but I think I handled the situation with as much poise as I could have.
Anyway he got back and we finished up at my parents house. With about two hours left till take off we went back to our apartment to get ready ourselves.. this is where things go south.
First, I accidentally left my hair iron at my parents house. Because of this, it took be twice as long to do my hair and in the end it ended up getting messed up anyway because we live in Miami and the humidity is ridiculous. So we were very late. As I was putting on my dress (Actually it was the dress my mother changed into from her wedding dress at her wedding.. it was a surprise for my dad) my fiance noticed something... awful. There were stains all over it!!!! I don't know what my grandmother did while she was altering it but they looked like coffee stains! I called my mother in a panic... she told us to take a rag and see if it wont come out with some water and a tiny bit of soap... thankfully it did. This made us SUPER late.
We finally get there and say our 'hello's' and my mother tells me how one of the lights outside burst into flames just as the people were arriving. Horrified, I saw it thrown at the side of the house (out of sight) with a towel over it. Thankfully, no one was hurt.
A few minutes into the party ALL the lights go out! My dad, brother, fiance rush around to find the source of the problem. After tinkering with it for about 10 minutes the lights came back on.... then they fell ON our guests! That's right, ON THEM! All I could think was 'omg... there are going to be shards of glass in everyone's faces'!!! Luckily no one was hurt and after my dad, brother, fiance got involved the lights were back up and in working order in about ten minutes.
As everyone was eating, somehow, I don't know how.... my mother stepped on my aunts ankle causing her to scream and fall to the ground. I was mortified! I thought '.. well there goes another one' Referring to myself of course, I forgot to mention.. I had to wear this big boot on my injured foot because my foot is still fragile from the broken toes. At least I got to wear one shoe?? lol After about an hour my aunt was ok and decided nothing serious had happened. So the rest of the night went on without any problems.
All in all it will definitely be a night that everyone remembers. If not for the pyrotechnics, then for the near death by decapitation when the lights came crashing down on their heads.
Eventful? I'd say so.
I've heard that when bad things happen, its good luck. Lets hope that's true! *cheers*
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Bride to be
Have you ever looked around at the people around you and been jealous at the fact that they know exactly what they want and can do it as they please? Thats what the preliminary weeks of planning my own wedding have done to me.
I remember imagining this day, since I was too small to reach the tops of the counters in the kitchen. I remember sitting in my room throughout my teen years wondering how the day would turn out.. trying to imagine what my dress would look like, or the flowers, or the outdoor ceremony I was so sure I'd have.
*Throw that piece of paper away*
My reality is that even though not many decisions have been made about said day... I'm not happy nor animated at all with the decisions that have.
I remember being truly touched when I got engaged, how special that perfect moment was for me. I remember getting into bed that first night and feeling so lucky that something so amazing had happened to me. How beautiful the thought was that someone loves me so much that they can't imagine the rest of their lives without me by their side.
Thats the thought that is helping me cope with the wedding.
After all, everything aside.. the only thing that matters to me is that we love each other, that we want to be together. Which I know we do.
The wedding is JUST a party. One day in our lives. Truth be told I can see already why people elope. It removes 98% of the stress involved with planning this ever so 'important' day.
Maybe the fact that I've been an invalid for the past few days has dampened my spirits, I broke a couple of toes five days ago and I'm still limping around. I'm hoping I'll be able to wear a shoe for my engagement party on Saturday (4 days away). But, they say that when bad things happen during the wedding planning process/on the wedding day it means good luck. If these preliminary stages are in any way a peek into how intolerable this process is going to be then I'd say we are in store for the best marriage in the universe! lol
Joking aside. I didnt really anticipate this being such a drag. I normally love planning events but there are so many obstacles regarding this one that I seem to be losing steam before any is necessary. Although according to my research I'm not the only Bride-to-be that felt this way so I'm sure eventually things will evolve into something I can enjoy.
Till then, I bid you a brief farewell. I will definitely try to be more upbeat with my posts in the future.. I just needed to vent a little. Share my lack of enthusiasm. lol
*cheers*
I remember imagining this day, since I was too small to reach the tops of the counters in the kitchen. I remember sitting in my room throughout my teen years wondering how the day would turn out.. trying to imagine what my dress would look like, or the flowers, or the outdoor ceremony I was so sure I'd have.
*Throw that piece of paper away*
My reality is that even though not many decisions have been made about said day... I'm not happy nor animated at all with the decisions that have.
I remember being truly touched when I got engaged, how special that perfect moment was for me. I remember getting into bed that first night and feeling so lucky that something so amazing had happened to me. How beautiful the thought was that someone loves me so much that they can't imagine the rest of their lives without me by their side.
Thats the thought that is helping me cope with the wedding.
After all, everything aside.. the only thing that matters to me is that we love each other, that we want to be together. Which I know we do.
The wedding is JUST a party. One day in our lives. Truth be told I can see already why people elope. It removes 98% of the stress involved with planning this ever so 'important' day.
Maybe the fact that I've been an invalid for the past few days has dampened my spirits, I broke a couple of toes five days ago and I'm still limping around. I'm hoping I'll be able to wear a shoe for my engagement party on Saturday (4 days away). But, they say that when bad things happen during the wedding planning process/on the wedding day it means good luck. If these preliminary stages are in any way a peek into how intolerable this process is going to be then I'd say we are in store for the best marriage in the universe! lol
Joking aside. I didnt really anticipate this being such a drag. I normally love planning events but there are so many obstacles regarding this one that I seem to be losing steam before any is necessary. Although according to my research I'm not the only Bride-to-be that felt this way so I'm sure eventually things will evolve into something I can enjoy.
Till then, I bid you a brief farewell. I will definitely try to be more upbeat with my posts in the future.. I just needed to vent a little. Share my lack of enthusiasm. lol
*cheers*
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
The Other Woman
So a friend of mine told me today how her best friend utterly betrayed her by sleeping with a guy she was dating. She isn't currently dating him, but the information was shared by the guy when she approached him about some money he owed her, money that isn't in his plans to pay back. Loser. Anyway... I have to say that although she isn't exactly the closest friend to me I became very angry for her. I cant say that I've ever been in her shoes but I can empathize since I definitely know what its like to learn that your 'best friend' isn't exactly your best friend or even your friend for that matter.
Why is it that women do these things to each other? Why be a dime a dozen when you have a chance to be one in a million?? These are some of the questions I wish I knew the answer to. It's so easy to be predictable, boring, selfish..I suppose thats why I go the route less traveled and actually hold my friends dear, have their best interests at heart. (But, silly me I thought thats what you're supposed to do)
Anyway...I am not sure what the point of this blog is other then to try and understand why it is that 'friends' destroy friendships sometimes and for the dumbest reasons. I have no resolution. So I'll go.
Why is it that women do these things to each other? Why be a dime a dozen when you have a chance to be one in a million?? These are some of the questions I wish I knew the answer to. It's so easy to be predictable, boring, selfish..I suppose thats why I go the route less traveled and actually hold my friends dear, have their best interests at heart. (But, silly me I thought thats what you're supposed to do)
Anyway...I am not sure what the point of this blog is other then to try and understand why it is that 'friends' destroy friendships sometimes and for the dumbest reasons. I have no resolution. So I'll go.
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