The second semester of University is coming to an end. And what do I do? I go to the movies.
No, really, the final exams will be coming soon and I won’t be able to go out then, so I figured I’d go now while I still have the spare time. Specially, because there was this new movie out… I watched all the trailers when it got out on America, and it seemed really interesting and scary. Now, wanting to have a last go to the movies before exam season and considering my new taste for horror movies, The Mist was perfect.
It wasn’t the scariest movie I’ve ever gone to see (that one’s still [REC]). It wasn’t exceptionally realistic or well founded either, as you can easily find out through a quick Google search. Or that innovative, for that matter. Monster movies seem to be coming back now (although my favorite will continue to be Cloverfield).
The ending though. The ending was what really got to me. It was probably the best and saddest that I’ve seen. I’ll try not to spoil anything, but when you realize what is happening and what the main character has done. And when he realizes what is happening and what he has done…
Honestly, that was the most primal and true cry I’ve ever heard and seen. The only reason I didn’t leave the movie theater whimpering was because my mother was with me (I need to find someone a bit more emotional to go along with me). Everyone else in the room was laughing and giggling, including her, because the scream was so different from what you usually hear. I’m thinking it would have seemed more “normal” if he were on his knees, with his arms up in the air, looking at the sky and screaming a long and dramatic “No”. Sure. That would be exactly what I would do if I’d done what he… I won’t go and describe it for you, but here’s the video (with very high quality by the way), if you want to watch it. Jump to 08:40 for the scream alone.
I don’t usually read books after watching the movies that have been made about them, but I’m thinking I might make an exception for this one. Maybe…
My sleeping “patterns”, let’s call it that, have been going a bit crazy again. To prevent further arguments with my mother about the sleeping pills Diazepam I sometimes take, I decided to conscientiously change the said patterns themselves. I now sleep during the day and do my things during the night. It’s been going on for a couple of weeks now and I have to say I don’t dislike it.
In the morning I’m already really tired and it’s hard to be attentive and focused on classes. I have to leave the house at either 7 or 9AM, depending on the days, and get home everyday at 3PM, so it’s rough to stay awake and not doze off in the meantime. That’s not good, obviously. But then again, if I can’t sleep at night and take a few Diazepams, while getting some sleep at the right time, the outcome is the same. I’ll still be sleepy and zombie-like. So why not take the time and do something useful, leaving the sleep to when I’m actually tired?
I’ve been falling asleep right after lunch, at around 4PM. I admit I sometimes still take the Diazepam behind my mother’s back - the whole ‘avoid arguments’ thing - when I see I’m not being able to fall asleep that easily. But most times, I just lay down my head and I’m out, almost immediately (and for quite a while too - managed more than 5 hours of sleep today). That’s not entirely bad either, in more than one way. “I just lay down my head and I’m out, almost immediately”, do you know what that feels like for a chronic insomniac? And also, I get to miss all the commotion and stress - meaning people - of the day, which leads me to: peace.
The only noise I hear right now is the computer, the fan and my cat’s purr. Everyone’s asleep, neighbors included, no cars or people outside. It’s the perfect environment to do whatever you feel like doing. Okay, so I can’t really exercise (too much noise from the stationary bicycle for the neighbors), but other than that, night time is perfect to work. There’s virtually no noise or interruptions or distractions or anything.
There’s yet another problem related to this, but I think I’ll take care of it only when I have to. What about when you have to be awake during the actual day? I happen to have a nice schedule this semester and get home everyday at 3PM, but what about family lunches or dinners or going out with friends? I doubt I can keep the same schedule forever, and my family or friends probably don’t want to stop by during night… Again, I’ll leave that problem to when it comes to me and I have to deal with it. For now, I want to see how it goes and how I can keep it.
It’s half past three now, and I’m feeling very productive here. I know I won’t feel that way once it’s eight in the morning and I’m on my first class, but I’ll survive (there’s always at least one coffee machine around). Now, it’s study time again.
