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27 Dresses (2008) Review

Rating: 2 out of 5
Overall: Not Recommended, Don't Rent, Don't Buy
Direction: Poor
Acting: Just Fine
Plot: Predictable
Visuals: Nothing Special

This movie is not entertaining because it is very predictable. Why watch something when you know what will happen next? I found the main character quiet torturous because she doesn't know how to handle herself and her problems the whole time.

27 Dresses (2008) on IMDB

I Keep Forgettin'

"I keep forgettin we're not in love anymore, I keep forgettin things will never be the same again, I keep forgettin how you made that so clear, I keep forgettin every time that you are near, Every time I see your smile, give you a hello, saying you can only stay a while, Heaven knows it time for you to say the things, We both know are true, But darling I keep forgettin, We're not in love anymore, I keep forgettin things will never be the same again, I keep forgettin how you made that so clear, I keep forgettin every time I hear, How you never want to live a lie, How we're supposed to follow, You don't have to tell me why, Why you going, And why the game is through, If this is not true, If this is not true, Tell me how I keep forgettin, I'm in love with you, Hey babe, Things will never be the same, again, I keep forgettin how you made that so real, Yeah yeah baby, Don't say that, Don't say that, Don't say that, I know you're not mine, anymore, Anyway, Anytime, Tell me how we're not in love anymore, How come I, Things will never be the same, I keep forgettin how you made that so clear, I keep forgettin every time you are near, We're not in love anymore, Every time you're near me, Things will never be the same, Oh baby, how you made that so clear, Every time you are near"

+ Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller, Songwriters

- He doesn't want to get back with you anymore, Niela.

Fast forward 8 minutes and you will witness the verbal argument between Kara Saun and Wendy Pepper.

"Your gonna need your soul one day Wendy
and you don't have it."

Bagging Milk

This is about bagging a gallon of milk.

Your milk does not need a plastic bag. I don't care if your old, have to walk up stairs, have to take the bus, walk far, or if you are from Indian. Your goddamn gallon of milk does not need a single bag. The built-in handle says something "use me, I'm not only meant for pouring." I know this happens everyday and I think to myself when I see it happen over and again... "I hope I am dead before I become too weak to lift up a gallon of milk."

What does that say about the people of Union City?

I hate it when a customer put up like 8 gallons of the same type of milk on the belt for me to scan them all. I could have easily just scanned that one milk 8 times, but of course they want it all bagged. And if you don't bag it right a way they usually say "I would like this bagged", even though you already knew that. I usually look at them like they are a total asshole afterward.

BYOB (Bring Your Own Bags)

You could make me quadrupedal bag your milk using your own bags and it really would not bother me because they are your own bags. More power to you, you somewhat care about my home as well as yours. You are smart and wise and I praise you for it.

Station 103.7

Smooth jazz music reminds me of the sunniest day of summer when the sun is directly over my head. My father would lay out in the backyard and try to get a tan sometimes. On a wooden picnic table which I believe he built. He was the one person who would picked that kind of music. It would play out loud. We owned big and tall speakers as a child. I'm sure neighbors heard but I never remember anyone asking us to keep it down. It was all good. It put me in a happier relaxed state. Like slow motion when every thing is at peace and waiting between the sun and shade. The grass is nice and fresh to step in with your bare feet. But we hardly did that cause we usually ended up walking in dog shit. Walking outside the house through the back and moving down from the deck to the backyard's ground was like walking down the stairs in a royal castle. I imagine, only more comfortable.

My 100th Post!

This is my 100th post. I don't know what to say but wow.

Answers.

Well how did it go? It went alright.

I'm preparing myself for the questions I will be asked in the future. They will ask how my gallery show went and I will say, it went alright. I wish I had electricity running to the light bulbs I hung. I wish I could have changed what I put on the ids. I would just rather have a name, id number, and a birthday. Plain and simple. If I really did this project right and I'm basing this on my artist's statement; which I made a week before it was due. It would have just been about Mexicans. Cause really the people I used really made it too much "beating around the bush" and safe. To be honest the idea was there but I really need to go out of my way to get it done correctly.

Here is my artist's statement. Which I have a feeling nobody read but myself in the gallery.

Already Here, Already Home

One idea grew into another and I should have someone shake me for thinking so narrow. I didn’t like the way my California ID card looked or rather my California Driver’s License. There is a difference, yet you get them at the same place and they make you fill out the same form. It wasn’t because I disliked my picture. It was for the design and principle. I don’t want to read your eye color; I want to look in them. When will I ever outspokenly doubt your identity based on the number of your weight? What do people who “card you” look at first? Your date of birth, the expiration date, the face on your card, then at your face, where you’re from, your height, and maybe your name if you’re lucky.
So these opinions and thoughts gathered and another idea arose. A piece of paper and a set of numbers should not determine who you are but that is what this world has become today. Know issues that are inevitable. And know the things that are not because we are all held by them. Many have lived and breathed the air and stop breathing in it because that is where their desire had led them whether or not they thought about it. There are too many people in this world to recognize the great ones and leaders sitting next to you on your way to a city you can’t wait to arrive in. So I come to you with a question mark of judgment and it needs to be answered now because we can’t kick the habits of neglect to our problems and our people. Who is staying and who is leaving? Who is staying and who is leaving?! I’m already here and we’re already home.

+Ella Aviña

Oldskool Sensual Woman

"Sensual Woman" by The Herbaliser. I first heard this song a long time ago when I was in high school. This song has a woman speak about sex as a woman and defining it like a dictionary. I like it but I was afraid of other people hearing me listen to it. Especially if members of my family were curious to know what I'm listening to. Its not the case anymore. I am of age and I like it just the same.

I'd Rather You Not Look At Me Today

Its weird how I notice that when my room is a mess I feel abnormal. I feel lost and worried.

I need to start buying books on bar tending, architecture, and feng shui.

Photo 121 is Close

Photo 121 critique is tomorrow. So I am now or should be working on having all my final pieces put together. I printed a few things out and overall I am happy with two of the six assignments we completed.

What I need to do.

Draw a diagram on the back of mat board. I also need to tape a hinge to mat board and print but I think I need to get a special tape. And also I am not sure which print I am going to use for about 3 of them.

A also owe Fatuma 80 bucks.

After tomorrow is over I will just have to focus on this journal. Which is actually not a bad thing. I kinda liked it over all. It was also therapeutic to me. It let my ideas and angst reveal other things.

What Baby Is This?

"What baby is this!?" my niece one time told me that she meet my sister at target. She's a little lier but it was so cute! I miss her so much. I often think she has forgotten about me but Jesus tells me she still remembers a lot of other people, as encouragement.

What Time Do I Work Tomorrow?

I have lost myself in the week that is. I don't remember what time I work tomorrow. I think I do some addicting behaviors but who's to say they are not right or wrong. I can get lost in playing video games. I know a few times I would waste a summers worth on Final Fantasy or Super Mario, The SIMs, Roller Coaster. My boyfriend at the time got me interested in the game City of Heroes and Sid Meier's Civilization. HOURS and HOURS of my life.

Outside Infront of Duncan Hall

I look like a total gansta in this pic.

Today is the day and I am not there

I just got home now and I won't be able to make it down to san jose in time to the opening of gallery 8. I have a job to attend to and i wish at times that I didn't have to go.

How Will I Do?

How will I ever survive next semester? No! I will survive, its just a matter of how happy I will be with myself afterward.

Meet Jonathan, Another Pathentic Man On MySpace

I have to deal with this crap at least once a month.

Part I.




Part II.





I'm sure you do, just keep telling yourself that.

San Julian and Saint James

Today I would like to thank San Julian and Saint James. How blessed was I, all the planets aligned. I was in a hurry Friday to get to campus. I went to pay, but they didn't have an atm accepting machine. I had all my stuff with me so I decided to go to campus and find an atm there. I get to the gallery (which I am suppose to be babysitting) and then another person arrives. Its about 2 something and I ask if he can stay while I run back and pay for my ticket. I was so shocked that I found it in my wallet at while I was literally running to the parking lot that I had forgotten my keys. Well I think, eh I can't leave the ticket on the window cause someone will take it. Then I thought, if I get caught I can now say I bought the ticket and at least defend myself in court.

A New Umbrella and Black Spray Paint

I sat and thought about it and I went down to target and bought an umbrella and a spray cans from Dale Hardware. I do have a spending problem but I think its temporary. Because of College. And just think, I'm only in my first semester.

Here are a few words I wrote down on the bus, I could use them for a song or something.

"Love is a deception
Faith had you on a leash
I could say were sorry
But love is like a child"

Found this semi-interesting site that lets you turn your text words into a jpg. Yea. I should really write comments to people that way. I remember this one time when I actually wrote happy easter to someone and had it signed with my name. They were totally amazed at it, i mean it was just a picture. But sometimes that means a lot to people. I should do that more often.

Still developing. Gallery 8 Why!

This is how my booth is setting up. I'm so mad that I have gallery 8 right now. I need electricity and now I have to run an extension cord from outside. Thats total rubbish. How is it that I was on the curaters' commite and I was the only one moved to gallery 8. Funny there were 6 of us.

Self Chat part 1

Get printing Ella!

s2 Now Complete

This is how the back of the ids look. s2 aka Side Two. Its funny how things change so much.

Getting Closer

Say What? What Step?

I am always thinking about the next step never the step I'm taking now. Its a problem that has my life more complicated. The image on top is my portrait with the liquefy.

How I Travel

Working on Image and Idea class project. This is how I travel when I take the bus or walking on the street. Picture taken by my sister but I tried to make it look like an old photo.

No Money Left

I am worth about 236 dollars. Very sad. I went Christmas shopping and I feel like returning a few things now because they have seemed to add up. My friends are probably giving me something. But I'm not sure on the price range. I spent 21 dollars and I had only two friends to by for. Only one was a penny more than the other but it seems like one has more than the other. Should I take things back? One is Ribbon Box Holder and One roll of ribbon by a Martha Stewart collection. I think its cute and useful. The other is a dvd of Jumanji and the Terminator 2 AND a board game. Same price but one seems like more. Not sure. I don't want them to fight over it either cause I think they might cause they are roommates. I also bought a hat for another friend but I don't think he is going to give me anything in return.

Stop Procrastinating!

I really need to start this work.

A Need To Cut Ties

I need to end my relationship with my atm card and direct deposit. Not cool. Things are automatically being take out of and things are being put in without my knowledge of amount. It's a little to much of what little I know. I will need to pay my college bill of 1,816+ by Dec 19th. Need to end ties with my bank for a while. Start off fresh for the new year.

Xsella Dyslexia

Xsella Dyslexia sounds like it would be a good music group name. At first it was just Xsella. Then I thought about Xsella Radio. But Xsella Dyslexia sounds nice too.