Hello to all members of my little internet community - it sure has been a while since my last whole-hearted post. I know the last few posts have been a little... "basic" for lack of a worse word but it was just my feeble attempt to hold you over until things cooled down on my side of the keyboard, and I could once again make a full-length, detailed studded post.
Now, what's been keeping me away for so long was school. You see, I told you school would do nothing but hold you back from more important things ;) For the past few weeks I have been leaving home at 6, leaving school at 10 sometimes 11 in the night, waking up at 3 and doing it all over again. Not much time for the old deviant space, won't you agree? Anyway, the sacrifice was hardly worth it as I know for a fact that I shat all over at least two of my exams, one of which everybody else found was easy. That's the hard thing really, having no company in failure - you feel so old... and stupid... anyway, looks like i'm up for the repeater's class next semester... whoopee...
It wasn't all bad though, the late nights caused our creative juices to flow like a million ruptured dams. The waters of creativity found its way to the valleys between the mountains of our childhood senses, the senses that yearned for games and entertainment. We invented a game - a pretty dangerous, yet high octane and FUN game - avoid the traffic. Here's how it goes...
We walk on the side of Wrightson Rd. that hardly has pavement. We continue along this path until we see the concrete medians. Upon seeing them, we attempt to run across the road, hop over the medians and make it to the other side of the street before the container trucks catch up with one of us. What adds thrill is the fact that this is about 10:30 in the night, we're tired (meaning less alert) and the road is dark. I remember my friend JP nearly tripping over one of the concrete slabs once. His deep shriek of "what d ass" was heard over the looming roar of the approaching Heavy T traffic... aah the memories :) Coming to think of it, that game sounds kind of dangerous... I guess that's what they call University Dementia...
Anyway fast forward from that and I'll find myself in a dark cinema watching Contract Killers - the movie that was made by our own local talent. My opinion: the production quality was through the roof. High quality films and sound equipment were used, also the camera man and storyboard artist knew what they were doing - 10/10 in that department. the story - too complicated and convoluted for its own sake. Very hard to follow and from the little I understood, it had some plot holes or weak reasonings behind some of the decisions made - 3/10. The rest... well... let's just say that me and JP had to find our "own" route of entertainment by identifying unintended locale-oriented jokes. For example, whenever someone would make a phone call, we would assume by their expression if they were using bmobile or digicel. And if they were on the internet, we assumed that they were using dial-up, Blink of Flow depending on how quickly they got their information. Much fun indeed.
So now i'm here.. in my house... broke, hungry and bored. The fellas just called me and said that they want to have a look at street kings later, but i'm afraid my monetary reservoir is just about vacuous. In other words, i'm a broke nigger. I'm supposed to be getting some questionnaires filled out for some Spanish people but I have a feeling that they think i'm some kind of pack mule or something... I mean, the questionnaire is 78 questions long and you're going to make me stand in teh hot sun, tormenting another person for about 20 mins for $12 per questionnaire - bah! I'm done with the small money scraping - I want the big dollars and this school shit ain't cuttin it thus far... what choice do I have though? I'm from Diego Martin, and I have not a gun or a devious bone in my body. I'm the kind that might shoot someone and ask if they're OK... possibly even offer some medical assistance. Yeah, that sounds real criminal fo' sho'. Ugh...
Anyway, I have few more projects under my belt right now and it's just starting them that's the hard part - I have a website to design for the QRC Old Boys Association, my two movie and this damn questionnaire thing... wish me luck...
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