College Student?

as most people do, after graduating high school, i am currently attending college.
unfortunately, being a community college, a very popular and populous one, i had a very hard time getting any classes.
i am enrolled in only three classes. one of which begins in October.
i have already attended one of these classes and am pleased; although i was an hour late both times to the same class... be that as it may, i still have way too much free time, and with most of my friends off to college in far away places, i have the worst kind of free time.
i need a job.
if anyone knows anywhere that's hiring (no fast food, no teenage jobs, something normal.) please do tell me. i need gas moneys!

with that said, on to other areas of my life.
after having my bike stolen about a year ago, i recently purchased a new one on craigslist! and a fine bike it is! so if anyone's up to some light biking, call me up and bring me along!

can't really say much else, i don't have anything else goin' on right now.
well, i guess i do. but that's personal stuff, this ain't no journal, its a blog.



my bike!
who thinks i should paint it and/or give it a classy name?



UPDATE: (Friday, August 28th)
strangely enough, in regard to what i said earlier about my bike being stolen,
today a couple people i know (Jared and Ryan) found my stolen bike parked next to a gas station near where i used to go to school.
we confronted the guy, we argued for a bit, we needed translating, and long story short, i got my old bike back.
even though it had been stripped of handlebar pads, and kick stand, it did however get a new seat.
fuck yeah.

my luck is a strange mistress,
one minute its punching me in the face like a freight train,
other times its like making out with the most beautiful angel in the middle of the day,
but times like this its like...
well its like getting a stolen bike back right after buying a "new" one.
i need a name for my luck, just so i can yell at it when it strikes again.

who wants to help name my luck and my two bikes?




its so fucking hot right now,

Michael Castellanos!

Cinema

Last Friday, I planned to make movie day.
and i must say it went quite well. I saw almost four movies with a couple friends.

first up, It Might Get Loud. A film which documents the gathering of four fantastic and legendary guitarists, Jimmy Paige, Jack White, and The Edge, as they go forth and discuss guitar, and rock rock in general, the film begins to tell the tale of their guitar history, all the way back to thier first guitar. its a wonderful film and a must see for fans of U2, The White Stripes, or Led Zeppelin, or tasteful rock music in general.

the next movie we saw was Cold Souls. Starring Paul Giamatti as Paul Giamatti, whom is tired of life and decides to extract his soul that is burdening him down, only to have it lost when he wants it back. a rather strange film, it does have its moments of thought and hilarity. does anyone else remember the Simpsons episode where Bart sells his soul to Millhouse? its like that episode, only a movie, starring Paul Giamatti and Russians.

and now my favorite movie of those seen, District 9. i cannot really describe this film in words. every time i try to explain it to someone i say too much. so in short, watch it, its fantastic and glorious.

the last movie i tried to watch was Hard Candy, but it got too late and i had to depart towards the beginning of the film. how disappointing.


on another note, i am currently working on a movie myself.
the title is still pending, though i am quite fond of its tentative title, Vita.
its a film of disappointment, depression, death, and life afterward.
its still a bit tough to fully describe the film, but here's a screen shot of the first scene in which my character's girlfriend breaks up with him.



it's not much so far, but its a start. it should be on DVD by the beginning of 2010.




stay classy,

Michael Castellanos!

Reflecting on a night's work.

Now, i cannot say i lead an entirely average teenage life. Average meaning, typical teenager stuff. And yet, i feel strangely and teenagerly angsty that i don't lead that life. which i suppose is an oxymoron since a large percent of teenage life is angst. i am a rather boring person, i've run out of stories to tell and I've already started to repeat them again and again, like the octogenarians we all picture and stereotype.

I don't 'party', or really ever have anything to do with them whatsoever. I'm not sure if its because i don't like 'parties', that's what i tell myself, but rarely am i ever invited to any, rarely do my friends have any, and those that do, do not invite me. Am I a fun person anymore? personally i don't think so. i feel as though I've already settled down and started a family, unfortunately by myself. of course this is not to say i don't do anything whatsoever, i do a lot, its just that, i look around and feel I'm not doing enough to live up to my age.

i am always willing to do anything, i set my schedule around the situations for fun, adventure, or love that may arise, much to my dismay rarely do any of these things ever happen. i don't think i take enough initiative to do anything though. today i finally took the initiative to call someone up that i've been putting off calling up -- only due to sheer fear and anxiety, mostly because she makes me quite nervous these days. but now finally i have an answer to a "why did you call me" question -- only to end up arguing with her, and winning? did i win that argument? does anyone ever win arguments? and so i laid down and felt like excrement, thinking of things i rather should have said. my mind quickly flashed though past experiences, and i concluded that i am running out of time to find out the truth behind our back-and-forth's, and its very likely i don't want to know, but i hate mysteries... i always have to know; albeit, i think i hate the truth more, but i can tell easily when someone is lying.

i read a friends poem today of a dance with death. and i thought to myself, "i wish i could dance." i don't care if that's a self-centered thought. i would totally like to dance, dammit.

I'm going hiking tomorrow with some of the last few friends who care to have me around, and whom i can still look in the eye and not get sick; and also maybe a special guest appearance of another friend whom i have no idea of their perception of me, be it great or god-awful.

With luck, tomorrow will be a good day.


UPDATE:
2:47 am August 13
It was a totally good day.



don't change that channel,

Michael Castellanos!

My Life So Far (AKA: Another Shot At Blogging)

I can't really say much at this point, yet at the same time, i feel i have to a lot to state to whomever decides to read.
I've tried blogging before, but to not much success and/or satisfaction. Perhaps i'll give it another shot. I'm not quite sure how to even start thing. I Guess I'll start off by introducing myself.

- My name is Michael Castellanos.
- I am about to start college at Mt. SAC. But due to overpopulation, i could not get any good classes.
- I've always wanted to start a webcomic, maybe my posts will include comics from time to time.
- My life so far has been a strange mix of joy hatred love and dissatisfaction. But I'll just chalk that up to the fact I'm a teenager, it just seems to explain everything so nicely.
- I am open to meeting new people, but i am hesitant to actually going out and meeting new people, don't let that keep you from trying to get to know me. I'll tell you my life's story if you ask nicely enough.
- I am trying very hard to be a filmmaker, but i am mostly all talk; i can come up with a great idea, but i have no initiative. But i am currently working on a new movie, of which i'll keep you updated on.
- And as you can see above i also know how to use semi-colons!

Well'p, there's my attempt at trying to introduce myself to you all.
Chances are you'll get to know me more and more if you keep reading.



Thanks For Staying Interested!

Michael Castellanos!