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It's been nine months since I last wrote in this! Woah. Way, way too long. Writing in this thing is gooooood so I should be doing it more.

Anyways, I just thought I would post because I'm really excited about this semester coming to an end. Not because it was a bad semester; it was a great one! I'm just excited because now its almost Christmas break during which I will get to play lots and hear lots of awesome music and be with all my best friends.

Secondly, I'm excited because next semester I really get to start doing all of my film stuff! I'm taking motion picture sound, cinematography, film production, history of international cinema, and screenwriting. It's going to be so much work, but I can't wait! I have never felt so passionate about filmmaking as I do now, so it's perfect timing. It's going to be great finding my "voice" as a filmmaker over the next few years... although I think my writing already has its own voice, so hopefully that will translate. I have to make five short films next semester! That's a film every three weeks - writing, shooting, and editing (and for me that also means making music or hassling will to make me music)... its going to be insane. But I can't wait!

Oh, and I'm also excited because now I can finally start reading all the books I've been meaning to read! I have Moby Dick, The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay, Dracula - Prince of Many Faces, Slaughterhouse-Five, Walden, Middlesex, and America and Americans, by John Steinbeck. I think I'm going to start with Moby Dick. It's winter, and Moby Dick seems like a winter-y novel.

If any of you who read this has an interest in picking up a great graphic novel series, check out Scott Pilgrim (www.scottpilgrim.com). It's amazing, in the Harry Potter-esque I-wish-my-life-were-that-way way. At least for me, being a video game/veteran anime lover nerd person. But girls, there's romance and that's always enjoyable! Anyways, I'll stop my promotion 'cause it's getting ridiculous.

I've been drawing a LOT lately, maybe I'll scan one of my drawings and upload it? Hmmmm? Alright, I'm going. I want to say I'll write in this again soon, but we'll have to wait and see.

Current Location:
severance st. # 5 la, ca
Current Music:
nick drake - five leaves left
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two months since i last wrote. things are exponentially posi, with the exception of a few minor issues:
1) i have an enormous amount of work building up right now. 10 page research paper that i then have to present in front of a large crowd of intellectual people that will ask me very specific, literary questions about it afterword, 7 page creative essay for my history class due on the same day, and a 5 page analysis of the score to the (fucking amazing go rent or buy it) film the proposition. its making me all huffy and puffy just thinking about it.
2) i've been feeling pretty apathetic about music lately. nothing really does anything for me or excites me anymore. if you've got any suggestions, please share them. but thank god for tom petty, and thank god for i miss being a kid (i say that in the most modest way possible).

other than that, life is pretty sweet. they released the final harry potter cover art today, which i must say is epic. i might be getting a job that pays really well on campus but will be really boring: i basically sit at a computer for four or five hour shifts writing descriptions of really old photographs that i then input into a database. the photos are really interesting, but the work might drive me kind of crazy, especially because it is in an office with no windows. but oh well, money is money i suppose and it will quell my mom's paranoia about me spending too much money/will help my dad because my mom won't be so paranoid. but she'll still have that awesome southern accent. i also just sent in my application to work at the apple store over the summer. i have NO retail experience, but i wrote a pretty killer little autobio/essay thing on how the fact that i've used mac computers all my life/mac computers are essential to every facet of every creative endeavor i pursue more than makes up for that lack of experience. fingers crossed gang, let's hope for the best!

when i started this i felt like i had a lot more to say, but i guess i don't. well, if i remember something else maybe i won't take two months to write it down.

and to my bebe, i love you.

sam rush geer

Current Location:
dxm 244 ngga
Current Mood:
YE!
Current Music:
tom petty singing about how awesome weed is
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hey y'all,
it's been awhile, as it usually is between my livejournal entries. i just went back and read all of my entries from the last two years and i'm glad to say i don't suck as bad as i said i do! that's posi. last night i read most of my handwritten journal stuff and liked it too! FUCK YES posi days. posi posi posi, that's good. life is really a series of valleys and summits, and i've kind of accepted it. at least for today. hold on i want to find something i found really funny while perusing my written journal last night...

not that i expect anyone to remember this (because i wouldn't if i were you), but awhile ago i posted on here something i had written in that journal about gift-giving and the shitty nature of gift-cards (hypocritical, but i feel like i had some valid points). anyways, this is the end of that rant. imagine me being really pissy and whiny while reading this. if you know me at all, it shouldn't be hard:

"Buying a gift card is giving up on your friends. It either means I don't know my friends, or I don't have any friends. And I'm such a dick because I don't buy my parents giftts. Such a spoiled little dick. I get everything I want and I give nothing. Breathing noises. Huffing and puffing. Fuckin' pleas for attention. Look at me, I'm mad. Inquire. Please. Now, dammit."

that made me laugh out loud when i read it, earning me awkward stares from my roommate andrew and the small, blond russian girl, olga (who NEVER leaves our room, and whom i'm not very fond of).

things are going fairly well here in southern cal. i'm taking TWO film classes this semester and we actually get to use 16 mm cameras and learn how to light properly in one of them - in other words, FUCK YES. this is the usc film school i've been waiting for, and (knock on wood) it will only get better from here. although most of the film kids are way too serious for their own good. i've realized that i really want to make movies that make people laugh. not stupid slapstick jim carrey movies, but movies that are both intelligent and funny. don't know if i've said that before, but i feel like last year i was way too focused on trying to write things with deep, philosophical meaning to them. i'm not that kind of person, i've realized, so why force myself to do that? again, posi. thanx ulsh, you're a tru bud.

hopefully things socially around campus will improve this semester. who knows? andrew brought a record player when he came back this semester and i've since bought american football and american analog set on vinyl. yeah indie points! AND, if anyone likes whales, caelin and i definitely reccomend checking out "whales: an unforgettable journey" narrated by the one and only jean-luc piccard (or patrick stewart, if you ain't star trek-savvy). its like march of the penguins, but with whales, which makes it 100x better. i know you love penguins (so do i), but i will debate you on that one. i am that passionate.

until next time, gang of few but faithful buds,
samwell rush g.

ps - caelin and i were definitely inebriated that last post. as for drugs? mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.......
pps - check out an author/poet named richard brautigan - he's bitchin'

Current Location:
DAVID XAVIER MARKS HALL room 244
Current Mood:
poz
Current Music:
six parts seven
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done with finals. coming home on the 11:40 AM flight tomorrow! FUCK YES! GO ME!
i cant wait to see all my fwends, its going to be so much fun! and i get to see my pup! and sleep in my bed! and hang out with baby cae on our home turf and see all the old sites and laugh and be jolly and merry and just generaly love one another! and be annoyed by my mom and dad but still love 'em and laugh with 'em and all that good yultide stuff!

happy christmas!
sam

Current Location:
marks hall # 244, biaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatch
Current Mood:
elated
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if ninteen years has gone by this quickly, i'm scared of how soon i'll be thirty. or forty. or FIFTY WOAH!!!!

but birthdays are awesome, especially when they fall under a holiday, because at least for the rest of college i'll always be home on ma birthday!!! fuh-uh-UH-ck YEAH!

lolz, lyke, call me!

Current Location:
HOME!
Current Mood:
a lil worried, but happy
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today i'm reading virginia woolf's "mrs. dalloway." it is a really, really well-written novel. you kind of have to stick out the first thirty pages, but after that it's entirely engrossing. its plot structure is somewhat along the lines of the film magnolia, where there isn't a sole protagonist and the focus constantly shifts between characters who are all SORT of connected. good stuff. plus virginia woolf is a prose poet. i also reccomend checking out the band Crystal Skulls. www.myspace.com/crystalskulls listen to "count your gold." today was kind of uneventful, but i figured i'd write anyway. tomorrow is goodfellas in 35 mm... glorious! then thursday is minus the bear with my caelin white. goodness, it will be good. but i just had more work heaped onto my already hellish weekend. that sucks? i'm not really fretting over it. yet.

hmm... is there anything i have to say? i miss houston and friends there, but that's not new. um. yeah, that's it. sorry! but read "mrs. dalloway" and listen to crystal skulls! bye

Current Mood:
content
Current Music:
crystal skulls
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go read ralph waldo emerson!
really.
and listen to m83 after having taken a long break from listening to it.
and enjoy stuff. and laugh sometimes.
and make music, or learn an instrument.
and write! write! write!
how great would it be to look back late in life and be able to read all of these things that we may sadly have forgotten about? i'm really speaking to myself with that one.
i don't really have a purpose for writing this other than that it has been months since i last wrote in it and i will find anything to distract myself from doing work days in advance... which is what i DO need to be doing.

QUARTERLY LIST OF SHIT IN MY LIFE, GRADED BY AWESOMENESS (you be the judge on what the scale is) - FALL 2006
minus the bear on thursday with my grizzly bear: check plus.
calarts on friday with my grizzly bear and no odd roommate: check triple plus.
filming all saturday night with asshole/pompous/self-involved/not-even-film-major/alaskan director tom: not even check-worthy.
working my ass off sunday day after a minimal night of sleep the night before: a little better than filming.
possibly filming more sunday night: potentially check (if we don't have to do it).
more work monday: managable.
explosions in the sky tuesday: check + gloriousness/emotionally-moving points.
watching pulp fiction in 35mm on wednesday during film class: check plus.
continuing to read harry potter for the rest of the semester (i'm going in backwards chronological order, because its fuckin' that way): check + lupin-badassness points.
not having class on monday or friday next semester (but hating my life tuesday, wednesday, and thursday day): check.
thanksgiving break with my family, my caelin, my friends, my dog, and my fucking state: check double plus.
watching either conan, harry potter 1 or 3, or jurassic park every night while going to bed: check.
having almost one thousand dollars still to spend for my mealplan before the semester ends: fat check.
christmas break being 2 1/2 weeks after thanksgiving break and lasting ALMOST a whole month: thank you god.
possibly living in a loft in downtown LA next year with cool kids that will play music with me: yay check.
hopefully reading comic books sometime soon: hopeful check.
loving people: awesome, check.
loving schmae: infinity

"The roses under my window make no reference to former roses or to better ones; they are for what they are; they exist with God today. There is no time to them. There is simply the rose; it is perfect in every movement of its existence."

Just pretend to let go of all the what-ifs and societal limitations and shit and pretend to be a transcendentalist with me!

from,
samuel r. geer

Current Mood:
prrrrretty good, man
Current Music:
"Gone" - M83
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something is terribly, terribly wrong: i'm updating my livejournal. that means that both myspace AND facebook have ceased to hold my attention and keep my boredom at bay. breaking a bone just may be the most depressing thing i've ever done. i feel like i haven't left my house in weeks, and i have accomplished nothing. i try to be creative, but i'm in too bad of a mood to be inspired. the only bursts of inspiration come at inconvenient hours, late at night when playing guitar would piss off my parents. is calling someone just to see what they're doing inviting yourself along? i worry about that. because i want to call people, but then i fear that i'll just be the cripple trying to tag along. the disabled are just as compitent as those who still have all of their working limbs! is something i've come to discover the past few weeks. sometimes it selfishly seems like i've been abandonded by almost everyone. i don't want to go down that road, though. i love caelin and she deserves so much better than this whiner, but she's been the greatest since that afternoon where i decided to let go of my cautiousness and reaped all the benefits. something else that bothers me is that humans can be - or allow themselves to be - bored. there is so much out there to do and experience, its upsetting that boredom is even a possibility. yet, i find myself bored a lot, recently. granted, my crutches do render some outings impossible, but i wish i could find that ability that children have to make even the most boring things entertaining. i miss that ability. blarh blarh blarh self pity mwaahrr wallow in my own poutiness boo hoo.

i cant wait to walk again! although i'm excited about college, i kind of wish i had another year of high school still. i would like to continue playing in bands, and i don't know how i'm going to do that in college. i know that i quit quickly, but i'd still like to do it.

if you read this, call me. let's do something. seriously. i need to get out of my house. but don't feel sorry for me, that's not what i'm trying to do... fuck i feel like this was the biggest dickhead entry ever, but im ranting now. but yeah, if you have nothing to do, call me.

i'm funny.

Current Mood:
mergherhgha
Current Music:
Hoodwink-Anathallo-Floating World
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it's the season of love.

expect more updates. maybe. because seussical is over. thanks to everyone who came and if anyone wants to see my performance, i should have a dvd in the near future (that means you tomas olano).

love,
sam

Current Mood:
awesome
Current Music:
seussical
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first of all, i'd like to thank everyone who commented on the last entry for all the kind words. it meant so much to me to see that kind of support and encouragement! now:

1) i am going to usc to study film production
2) i am nominated for the usc president's scholarship, which could get me half tuition off
3) i have to fly to l.a. on march 1st and have an interview for said scholarship, 150 freshmen are given this scholarship each year
4) i just saw the new world with caelin, and i strongly encourage everyone to see it. it is NOT a normal movie. peter travers (rolling stone) summed it up best with the phrase "visual poetry." really, really good movie.
5) i LOVE caelin l. white. i love her. i love her. it is so much more than anything else i have felt or will feel or have cared about or will care about.

these are good days.

Current Mood:
still
Current Music:
seussical
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usc film school, i love you.

caelin white, I LOVE YOU

that is all.

Current Mood:
amazing
Current Music:
will playing guitar
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i reccomend driving at 32 miles per hour and listening to relaxing music. you'll find that the world has suddenly slowed down to move at half the speed that it used to. or at least i do. and i like the feeling a lot. besides, why rush to get places? half the time i'm not looking forward to where i'm going. so enjoy the ride. and that should mean a lot coming from a self-proclaimed "driving hater."

also, everyone should never ever give up the search for their significant other. because when you find that person, and you love that person, and you play star wars rogue squadron with that person followed by watching most of the empire strikes back, then you will feel utterly full in every way. and not an unpleasant full like you just ate too much mexican food; rather, a warm, fuzzy, good full.

i don't really have anything else to say, and i don't want to waste space or your time. GET THEE TO BED!

Current Mood:
grood
Current Music:
"On the Run" Pink Floyd
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i have a girllfriend whom i very much enjoy the company of, and we had a very nice anniversary dinner tonight.

end transmission

Current Mood:
happy
Current Music:
ME! someday you'll all hear, i'm gonna be a star
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to clarify something i may or may not have posted a month or so ago whilst in the middle of my senior year "what the fuck does it all mean" crisis phase, i'd like to state that i don't believe that universal absolute truths are achievable. the only absolute truths are personal, those that we individually come to see as absolute truths. however, being that subjective is somewhat paradoxical if i'm going to call it a truth. so, i still don't know what i mean. i just felt compelled to try and work that out for a moment.

as i'm sure you all are (or you ought to be to make me feel better about my situation), i'm swamped with work right now. midterms looming just beyond the weekend, it's enough to make me wet myself and suck my thumb. or to just procrastinate and write in this journal.

another outlet of that procrastination will be the viewing of "The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe," which will take place tomorrow night at Edwards Cinemas (Regal Entertainment Group). I'm going with the lovely Miss Caelin White and her lovely mother Miss Denise Holland. And maybe the Hurcueles-esque Zachary Duran, but i think that's still in the works. my grammar almost got good just then; can't let that happen!

but about Chronicles: caelin and i read it aloud to each other yesterday. i took the guy voices and caelin took the girls. i must say the girl has a knack for doing a british accent, i was impressed.

i think i'm obsessed with how we all percieve each others' lives. either that or i'm weird. does anyone else constantly ponder how much strangers enjoy their lives? i always assume that everyone i see loves their life.

today john sallans and i had a good discussion at lunch about separating the molecules in your body just enough to be able to slip through the space between the molecules that make up everything, so one could deliberately just fall. fall in every sense of the word. true falling, because there would never be anything to land on. completely impossible, and our logic behind it is probably wrong. regardless, it was a good conversation. we also made a couple of comments on how cool it would be if outer beauty was a reflection of inner beauty. in retrospect, i think i take that back. there would be more ugly people, which is counter-productive to the world that i want to see: a world of fuckin' self-involved, materialistic hotties.

we've got to find something to eat and to drink here, and find a place to stay that's not far off the main way - we've got to plan our day: Rodin and the Orsay; find a way to cram it all in before we drink hard again.

done and done (for today)

Current Mood:
worked
Current Music:
arcade fire
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for tonight, i'll stop to say, "all is well in this world of mine. though we all say things that were the wrong things to say, or were taken the wrong way, i find solace in that, at the end of the day, everything is as perfect and wonderful as it was meant to be."

you've got my heart.

Current Mood:
ok now
Current Music:
Potato Juice & Liquid Bread-Minus the Bear-This Is What I Know About Being Gigantic
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here i am again.
in the same place. suckered back by your mistique. not necessarily the thoughts you contain, but your indescribable ability to absorb me in whatever it is you're saying, no matter how mundane or stupid it is. i listen. with incredible dedication.

w-t-fuckin'-f, guys? how are you all? i've spent probably 3 hours today reading over old live journal entries. and i realized several things (this may in fact turn out to be just one thing, because i only have one thing in mind right now, but i'd like to mention more than one; if i don't, i still won't go back and erase this. so warned ye shall be that the aforementioned "several things" may in fact be solely a singular thing.):

2. most of my journal entries lack substance and a point. they end up being 250-500 words of meandering, mumbling bullshit.
3. i really love the word bullshit. it just sounds so strong. say it to yourself. BULLSHIT. really emphasize the "uhl" sound, you'll feel empowered (money back garuntee).

as far as today goes:
i really enjoy the feeling of being at a nice, snug little cafe. for some reason one's thoughts just seem more profound, one's art more... well, good, and one's life and business more important. at least that's the feeling i get in cafes. i'm THIS close to being done with college applications, which is a real source of excitement. i'm THIS close to being done with the first semester of my senior year, which loosely means i'm THIS close to being doen with my senior year. i keep going back and forth between which college i'd like to go to (assuming i am a god and i get in everywhere i apply). usc seems too homogenized for me. calarts seems to cater more to the individual. plus, it's in valencia, which is shitty in itself but good in that it isn't in the heart of LA. ok, no one cares about reading my college inner monologue.

i want an ipod with video and a typewriter, but i plan on saving my money. what do people want for christmas? let me know.

ok i'm going to end this now. it started well but sort of fell flat towards the middle. g'night. maybe i'll write tomorrow. that'll be the day, when you make me cry yeah say you're gonna leave, you know it's a lie yeah. i found my thrill/drill on blueberry hill. i'll be there to love and comfort you. reach out, reach out, reach out for me. goodness gracious great balls of fire.

EDIT: yeah...

Current Mood:
good
Current Music:
Moment of Clarity-Danger Mouse-The Grey Album
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good god, what's wrong with me?

i'm updating a lot.
that's weird.
i don't even have anything to say right now, i just had this huge urge to write a live journal entry.

claire i hope you brought the stranger; sarah, that alaska book please.

in response to one of noelle's comments on my last entry: that's my dillema. i want to be told what the meaning is, not have to figure it out for myself. i go into it in the entry.

tonight is going to suck, i'm going to have so much work and no time to do it. (teen council + n.a.h.s. induction ceremony)-(studying for environmental science + studying for spanish vocabulary quiz + finalizing usc film personal statement + working out portfolio dvd for usc film) = - many hours; not enough timeeeeeeeee to get it done.

right now i happen to like utilitarianism quite a bit. that and... what else was i just going to write?

well, i started this in first period, and the last bell is about to ring. post!

Current Mood:
blergh
Current Music:
"under pressure" - queen
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i feel compelled to write in this.
don't ask me why, its one of those inexplicable (or unexplainable?) mysteries of life that i seem to be so fed up with lately.
i don't know if i wish i knew the meaning of life or not. i've been really hung up on that lately, the meaning of life that is. as weird as it may (or may not) sound, i often wish someone could just walk up to me and tell me with a comforting pat on the shoulder, "sam, you can rest easy now. the meaning of life is ___!"
why is that? why do i want to be told rather than to figure it out for myself?
i've come down to two reasons:
A) i'm lazy
B) i have so little self-confidence that i'd either completely reject or severely doubt, consciously or subconsciously, any semblance of a meaning i assign to my life.
so it comes down to just saying "well, darn" and "going with the flow," so to speak. i guess.
it's funny how i never really thought about any of this until this year.
i'm sorry, i wanted this to be profound, but i guess it just turned out to be normal teenager woe-is-me-i'm-so-lost-and-confused-but-maybe-a-little-philisophical bullshit.

in other news.
i like explosions in the sky, godspeed you! black emperor, appleseed cast (are alright), the mars volta, the who, "dreams" by the cranberries.
but mainly just explosions in the sky. OH wait and my morning jacket are real good. mogwai are pretty good too.

plooooog. pweeeboop. deeeeterrrowwwwnnnnneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.

Current Mood:
i put my hand upon your hip, when i dip, you dip; we dip
Current Music:
you put your hand upon my hip, when you dip, i dip; we dip
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you know what? i somewhat enjoy having in-school suspension. it feels like i have all the time in the world to do whatever i want to do.

but at the same time, i haven't spoken a word since 7:55 this morning. and that's kind of weird. now that i'm typing this out, i am getting a huge urge to just ejaculate some sort of incoherent jumble of a phrase just to spite myself. hah hah!

wallace and gromit in the curse of the were-rabbit is really awesome. i reccomend everyone go see it. it inspired me, although i didn't do anything with that inspiration. i was just thinking too, if i do only get into usc film for interactive media, i might just stick with that. i kind of have this urge to work with video games. i want to do something cool and new with the medium of video game. something with a point other than killing and entertainment. well, entertainment yeah, but intelligent entertainment.

i like how i went to the bathroom yesterday morning and upon my return i find mr. irwin watching the football tape on the tv in my "cell." i've never talked to the man in four years. when we make eye contact, he asks, "you in jail?"

that's pretty awesome.

now i just really want to draw. APES. i miss my favorite. andddddddddddd things are good.

Current Mood:
materialistic
Current Music:
tennis balls being slung against the flimsy alluminum of a cavernous warehouse
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here's a post it note that my mom left my dad when he was on the phone with a client this afternoon. she just walked up to him, stuck it down and left. i think only a few of you will understand this in its entirety.

"Boomer shit all over the Quarters. It's on the furniture - everywhere."

that made me so happy to read when i got home this afternoon.

Current Mood:
chipper
Current Music:
etid
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