My Last Week in the Valley

As you can see from the title, this is my last week in the Imperial Valley before I move back up to Northridge to go back to school (Cal State Northridge). Many things have happened, I've started to pack, spent some time with the family. I've tried to enjoy my last few days of "freedom" before I am sucked back into college life and studying.

Friday was the "get-together" with the Triple C Threat at Fernando's house. My Friends Henry, Omar, Chris, Carrie, myself, and very soon Fernando will be leaving to college. Hot Dogs, Video Games, Looking at the stars and Singing Disney Songs, that sums up the night pretty much!

Playing Rock Band!

This past weekend I went to Mexicali, Mexico to visit family. It was my cousin Andres' birthday celebration. We had cake, it was fun. Happy Birthday Andres!

My Cousins at Grandma's Celebrating Andres' birthday!
From Left to Right: Amezari, Andrea, Andres, Susana and Marlen

Saturday The Chargers lost, BUMMER! But it is the pre-season and I know we will win! GO CHARGERS!

Yesterday I went to the movies and saw "District 9." I can honestly say it was a different film, nothing I was expecting. It is also the kind of film you have to see twice, not because you don't get it the first time, but to really appreciate every aspect of the film. I recommend it.

Anyway, continuing with my last week here, things are getting a little "weird" at home. The parents know that the day is almost near. I thought that by now things would have sinked in but, I will always be their baby!

The highlight of the week, so far, has been that I finally got my little nephew Diego on video. That little three year old devil sings, you can barely understand him but he is ADORABLE. I feel accomplished because I finally caught him. I edited the video, added captions and here's Diego's debut on the world wide web!

I hope you enjoyed reading and watching as much as I enjoyed writing.

P.S. I want to dedicate this blog post to my doggie! "Morena." She was a 13 year old German Shepherd whom was loved and will be greatly missed. She left us on Sunday, August 1st, 2009.

Until next time,

Adieu.

Happy Birthday!

A day like today, but in 1969, The Haunted Mansion opened to public at the Disneyland Resort in New Orleans Square. To this day, this spooky place is the home of 999 ghosts, but there's room for a thousand. Any volunteers?
Phineas, Ezra, and Gus are still the hitchhiking ghosts waiting for a ride and the Grim Grinning Ghosts still come out to socialize!
As part of the Disney Magic and having scared me so much when I was 5, I want to wish the Haunted Mansion and its 999 residents a very Haunted and Spooky Birthday!

Any Volunteers?

Adaptation

It has been a month since I last wrote on this blog. I've had quite a month. I went to Comic-Con 2009 and had the opportunity to see Tim Burton, Robert Zemeckis and Johnny Depp. It was quite an exciting stay at San Diego.
In three weeks I shall be back at Northridge to continue school. I will be audition for a play this semester (wish me luck) entitled "Six Characters in Search of an Author." In the mean time, I am continuing on my reading. Just finished Lewis Carroll's "Alice in Wonderland" to begin reading "Playwriting: How to Write for the Theater" by Bernard Grebanier. My plan is to write an adaptation of Carroll's work, not because a Burton's film is underway, but because from all adaptations for the stage of "Alice" most, if not all, lack much of Carroll's essence. I am still debating whether the play should be comedy, a bit more dramatic, or a Musical, any suggestions would be greatly appreciated.
In short, I am quite busy at the moment, trying to keep up with the reading and all the work I give myself. In three more weeks my summer is over and I start a new semester.

Until the next time,

adieu.

A Bad Dream Part Deux

Some people have asked me to write about what that dream was about. I've decided to do so through a blog as we. Tell me what you think. Psychoanalyze me!

It was a long day, I drag my feet upstairs. Put some background music. My shoulders ache, my eyes are heavy. I lay on bed and cover my eyes. The sun is still out and the light comes in through the window. The music is drowning. Now it is only a noise. My eyes are heavier and now I am asleep. All is darkness. I don't know where I am at first. I am walking, nowhere, I can not see anything. I am just waking, or at least it feels like I am. A Shining light appears from nowhere and now I am outside my house. My mother is sitting on a chair, enjoying the weather, the wind is blowing. I can feel it.
I look down the road and three people are coming. I recognize them. It is Fernando, Henry and Omar. I feel relief. We all smile. I look down, now there is a white chair by my mother. My father arrives from work, we all see him. He gets out of the car and yells "Ask me How was my day?" There is Silence, the question sounded odd. It sounded Wrong.
He then yells "I SAID Ask Me How My Day Was?"
To which I reply "What is your Problem?" -- He looks me in the eye. I see him. I saw through him. He walks to my mother and stands there for a moment, in silence, expressionless. He says "I Lost -------." and drops to the floor on his knees, crying, pressing his face against the chair.
I do not know what he said. I know he lost something, but I do not know what. I could not hear it, could not make out what he had said, but I feel it.
My Chest felt Pain. I walk away, look up to the sky. I know what it was, I know it was bad news, but what? I ask God "Why?" with tears in my eyes. I look back, Omar is gone.
I see a Red Van, my Mother's. I walk up to the passenger's side and look into the van. I see my cousins, but as babies, all babies. I close my eyes. I hear water running. I was in the bathroom downstairs. I wash my face. I look up and my face is shaved, but not entirely, with certain spots.
The more I saw myself in the mirror, the less I looked like myself.
I said, "This can not be Happening." It is no longer a dream. I feel things. It feels real. I am not dreaming, or so it feels.
Suddenly, I am in the living room. The table is gone. There are two chairs by the television. Fernando and Henry are playing a video game. My parents are watching them. There is a mess everywhere. Papers everywhere. I ask my mother "What Happened?" She tells me "I emptied the cabinets."
I ask if she found a DVD box I have been looking for, for years. She says "NO."
I am disappointed. The pain in my chest gradually increases. I fall on the floor. I can see myself on the floor. Fernando, Henry and my parents stand around me, looking down. I have a blank stare. Everything is turning into darkness. There is nothing, darkness, emptiness.
I open my eyes. Nothing. NO music, just me lying in bed. It was just a dream.

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Now playing: Clint Mansell - Lux Aeterna
via iPod

A Bad Dream

I haven't been sleeping lately, but today I decided to try and take a nap. A nap that turned into a bad dream. I don't recall exactly what happened or how the events unraveled, but the dream left me with a bad mood and pain. I don't know what the dream meant, if it was a look at how my life is at the moment or a premonition of what it is to come.

What would you make of it? I am a Disney person, so I remember "A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes," but what about a bad dream? What does it mean? Should I consult Freud and interpret my dream through psychoanalysis to come to the conclusion that I am crazy and I have some sort of fixation, or a complex?

The Mystery of Life continues, each day is a new page, a new story, awaiting to be written and discovered.

Good night.

Image obtained from the website of :

Colleen D. Gjefle - [http://www.gjefle-art.com/abuse/6.htm]

Back in the Game

I hadn't p0sted anything in almost three years. Mainly because I'd forgotten about this account. Things haven't changed much since that post back in October 2006. I graduated from Imperial Valley College with Honors and I am now working on my Double Major in English Literature and Theatre Arts at California State University, Northridge.
I've been busy lately. I'm writing a research paper on Plagiarism for my students to have as a model. I am reading Lewis Carroll's Alice in Wonderland, and also I will soon start reading Playwriting: How to Write for the Theater by Bernard Grebanier. I plan to write my own adaptation of Carroll's Piece to direct this coming Spring. I hope it all goes well.
Life overall has been, crappy, but like we say in theatre, "The Show Must Go On." And the show will go on.

For now, these are my only thoughts.

I'd like to dedicate this post to my Cousin, Edgar Omar Montejano Diaz (1989-2009) I hope you can one forgive me one day.