My Favorite Movies

My top five favorite movies, this is asking a lot considering how many movies I have seen. Trying to narrow the long list of movies into five is going to be a hard task. I pick my favorites not on the impact they have when I first watch them but whether or not I can watch it a numerous amount of times and it is still as good as the first time.

5. Déjà vu. I just recently watched this movie, but I liked it a lot.  It is about a terrorist attack on a boat in New Orleans.  A police officer played by Denzel Washington is investigating it. He becomes part of a secret government organization that has found a way to look into the past. In the end he himself goes into the past and saves the boat from the attack.

4. Spies Like Us. This is an older movie that my dad introduced me to. It stars Dan Akroyd and Chevy Chase. They are two screwoffs who get a major promotion in the army. Little do they know they are just decoys for a team that is trying to get to a new Russian nuclear weapon. I liked this movie very much. It is very funny and still has good action and plot.

3. A Night at the Roxbury. I have watched this movie so many times since I was little. It is one of the funniest movies that I have seen. And most importantly to me is it’s still funny every time I watch it.

2. Beerfest. This is a very close second. I have watched this movie so many times. It is always still funny. I can’t really say that I like it because of plot, the story, or the action, because there isn’t much, I just like it because it is hilarious.

1. My top movie is without a doubt one of almost everyone’s favorites. Dumb and Dumber. This is probably one of the greatest movies ever in the young public’s eye. It is funny, has great actors, a good story, and is just awesome overall.

Visiting an Old Place

                  Recently I went to a place that I haven’t been to for several years, my middle school. It seemed much like I remember leaving it, everything was still in the same place, but it seemed so much smaller than I remember. The first day I went to middle school I was so nervous about the change and worried that I might not be able to find my way around. It was so much bigger than my elementary school, and was unfamiliar to me.  Also, having a locker and not being in the same classroom all day was a very big change.           

                       As I stand back in the school, it seems tiny. I can look down any of the three hallways and see all the classrooms and lockers. I wonder how I ever thought this place was big! The ceiling seems low and the hallways congested. The school is set up in such a basic and easy way, there are three hallways, one for each grade 6-8. This makes it seem so simple to everyone except the incoming students. All I remember was the fear of stepping in the wrong classroom and being late. Now that I am in college it seems silly that I was worried about getting lost in a building with three main hallways.           

                        Being in such a small school was good because everyone knew everyone else because we were so close to one another. This is true even for kids in the separated grades. Now being on a college campus it isn’t often you bump into the same person day to day, or even week to week.  It was nice to always see your friends without having to call and meet somewhere.           

                        After going back I realized how age makes such a different in a person’s perception of things. When I was small and young, this school seemed huge but now I see that it is not. Even going into high school I was worried about getting lost, but over the years even it got smaller and smaller. I have yet to go back to my high school, but I’m sure it seems much smaller than I remember it when I left.

Streetwise Comparison

I thought that the information in Streetwise was presented almost like it was one sided. In the documentary the viewer was lead to believe that the kids had chosen to leave and that when they had an opportunity to go back home they refused. But, a lot of the times the living environment of these kids is not one that many people would want to live in. Little girls would get sexually abused and boys would suffer physical abuse. In the documentary however, the viewer was not told of many of the stories behind why the kids left home.

 I think the children are alike between the documentary and “Postcards From the Edge” because many of the things described in both were similar. Both talked about how the kids had regular garbage dumpsters that they could usually find food. And they also don’t portray the children always sleeping on the street. They could usually find a hotel or somewhere to stay.

                I also think they are somewhat different, in the documentary the kids seemed to be much younger than the ones in the essay. And the children in the documentary did not have the tattoos and piercings like the people in the essay did.

I feel like the documentary and the essay did an equal job in displaying the information. Where one of them didn’t cover something the other did. I thought however, that the essay had more facts and numbers than the documentary.

I think that both the documentary and the essay tried to get the point across that these are people too. They are people that haven’t necessarily done anything wrong but just live the way they do. Also, in the essay the author tried to say that even though some of these kids have tattoos it doesn’t mean that they have money that they pay for them, many get them for free from friends.

The Streetwise photo essay was a very good representation of the documentary. All of the main points and lines were covered in the captions for the photos. Obviously the documentary had more information due to its length, but the photos did a very good job on bringing the main points across to the reader.

Women and their appearance

i thought that this story was quite disturbing. I knew alot of the things the author was talking about, like how the young girls were dressing like prostitutes, but i never envisioned there was anyone out there that actually supported these young girls and what they were doing. I have known girls that have been worried about their weight, when in fact they look perfectly fine. Not many guys like to see some girls these days, many of them look so sickly and unheathly. I dont find that attractive at all. From my contact with women i think there is more pressure than men think for them to look good. I dont know where or why they recieve this pressure. i know i have never pressured a girl to be thinner. No one has the right to tell another person how skinny they need to be.In the case of the little girls however, their parents should step in and keep them from dressing this way.

My personal essay

It was my freshman year in high school. Everything was going good. I was growing up, but things took a bad turn when I found out that my mom had cancer.

                I came home from a normal day at school only to be told that my mom has breast cancer. I knew that people have beaten cancer all the time, but that chance was still there that she might not make it. Even as a freshman, I don’t think I completely comprehended the severity of the situation, and it may have been for the better.

                I remember sitting in choir, looking at the hands on the clock tick ever closer to the time of her surgery. It is an understatement to say that it was one of the longest days in my life. It was a Friday, so when I got home I went to the hospital with my grandparents. The surgery had lasted several hours but was declared a success. Even thought the doctors were sure they had removed all of the cancerous cells, my mom still decided on having chemotherapy just to make sure the cancer wouldn’t come back.

                During the time of the chemotherapy mom just laid around all day. She didn’t have any energy to do much of anything. Then, one day she got terribly sick. A new medicine she was taking had dropped her white blood cell count to a dangerously low level, so we had to be careful to not get sick because mom had little to no protection from even the smallest of illnesses. It was very difficult to have six kids trying to not get sick, but we managed to do just that. Mom has since made a full recovery and there have been no signs of the cancer returning.

                My mom taught me to live life to its fullest each and every day. She has become religious since she has beaten cancer. While sick, she lived day by day, trying to make the present day better than the day before. It has made me live my life like this, no matter what happens, something good is always waiting just around the next corner. I think that the situation has made me a better person, a person who doesn’t take anything or anyone for granted.

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