friday, january 4

OOPs... Turns out my brother couldn't get a seat on the plane he was reserved for, so he's staying another night. I hear there's also going to be a snowstorm in Atlanta on Sunday, so I wonder if he will make it... It's just one more day Stanley, Just one more day...
posted by Stanley Fong on 8:32 PM

Well, here's me saying goodbye to my brother Edmund. OLDER brother, that is. In case you want to know, I'm the larger guy on the right, and yes, he is my older brother. He flew down here from Atlanta, where he is in his first year in Georgiatech. He acts like a jerk sometimes, but he can't help it. He's so close-minded and just can't adapt to change well. Me, on the other hand, welcome change with open arms...
posted by Stanley Fong on 8:27 PM

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thursday, january 3

I've just installed Blogbuddy, and I think it's cool! it will let me upload my posts without signing in to Blogger.com!
posted by Stanley Fong on 11:55 PM

I've spent the last two nights watching TV instead of sleeping, and I've foudn two films to add to my list of Favorite Films.
Hilary and Jackie, a movie about the musically-gifted Du Pre sisters, is a great film, and the actresses give superb performances. How I have managed not to hear of this film before is amazing. The music of the cello has never sounded so sad and vibrant before I saw this movie. Lovers of classical music will love the music, but I also love the sadness and passion the film portrays in the film as two sisters partake in the endless struggle of sibling rivalry.
Lorenzo's Oil is a wonderful film. Based on a true story of a couple's race against time to save their child from a rare disease that will slowly render the afflicted mute, blind, and paralyzed, the movie shows us what medical science cannot overcome, love. The couple, frustrated with the inability of the medical community to act, go about on their own to find a cure for their son. Susan Surandon, as the boy Lorenzo's mother, is the tragic figure, as she rejects church, family, and life to be and save her only son. By trying to save their son through understanding of his disease, the couple paves the way for a cure for hundreds, maybe thousands of sufferers of this rare disease, which only affects boys with their mothers as the carriers. In all, a great film. I had heard of the film, but i had never seen it.
I thank Bravo for showing such films. Finally a channel that is not filled with the same pulp and pop of other network stations. People do get sick of horror and computers after all. Bravo delivers real acting, and many people like me are here to lap it up. But I really should stop this late night/early morning movie-watching. It's becoming a habit.
posted by Stanley Fong on 8:13 AM

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tuesday, january 1

Just had another dream... I was a murderer who kills with a deadly biscuit. I get away with it, and I survive.. hehe. I think I just planned another perfect murder....
posted by Stanley Fong on 2:19 PM

Happy New Year! The clock just turned, and now I have bangs and smoke around me! Don't you love this time of year! Everyone's trigger happy... Now I wonder where my dad's gun is....
posted by Stanley Fong on 12:14 AM

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monday, december 31

Well, on my clock, I have 1 and a half hours before hitting the big 2002...
And here I have my New Year's resolutions for the year 2002:
1. Make my current presidency work.
2. Come out to my friends. (Well, if you are one of them and you read this, I think you know already.)
3. Re-invent the school newspaper.
4. Design senior sections for the yearbook.
5. Get a boyfriend.
6. Stop looking for/having meaningless sex.
7. Lose weight. --> Return to weight-training and diet, goddamit!
8. Maintain this web-page.
posted by Stanley Fong on 10:28 PM

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sunday, december 30

I just spent an extra hour in bed today, trying to recreate a dream I was dreaming. Did you ever wake up form a dream and just forget about what the dream was about minutes after you woke up? All those details you noticed in the dream just disappear, and all you are left with is the afterglow and a fuzzy notion of what happened. I hate it when that happens.
Well, mabe I should explain what was so good about this dream. From my lack of mention, I think you may know that I am single. I absolutley crave for some sort of relationship in which I can be myself and be loved. Well, in this dream, I had that. In this dream, everything seemed to start on this school bus trip. A boy sits next to me on the bus. I talk to him. Somehow he ends up on my lap. He says that he knws that I'm gay. I tell him that I know too. Somehow we had seen each other's online personals. It was love... And in dreams, everything is perfect. Our relationship was accepted by everyone, and I don't know, it felt so real and now i know that it was a dream... I think I should stop dreaming. They make me smile too much.
posted by Stanley Fong on 2:15 PM

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