"I rant, therefore I am." -Dennis Miller

What I Find Annoying...
1.  The annoying feet tapping or pencil tapping during a test- Can't you stay quiet? Other people around you are trying to concentrate and take a test! You don't have to make an obnoxious sound to do well on a test!
2.  When movie directors leave parts out in movies- Have you read the Harry Potter books and compared them to the movies? The directors leave out so much in the movies! I wouldn't mind to watch a very long movie! I mean they left out so many key details in the past couple of movies like Winky and other details!
3.  When my brother doesn't accept my help when he clearly needs it!  He's too proud of himself and he thinks that he doesn't need my help at all even though he doesn't get the problem at all!
4.  When people repeat something over and over again.  I heard you the first time! No need to repeat it over and over again!
5.  Cliffhangers.  I know that they are there for a reason, but still!
6.  Commercials.  Out of a half hour Indian tv show about only 13 minutes is actually the show! No one pays attention to the commercials anyways!
7.  People talking on a cellphone nonstop during a movie.  Seriously, if you need to talk to someone get out of the movie theater!
8.  Babies crying on airplanes.  Please be a good parent and actually pay attention to your kid!
That's all I can think of for now...

"If it's called the USA Today, why is all the news from yesterday? BAM. Busted!" ~Stephen Colbert

To tell you the truth, I really didn't understand the first part of the movie.  It just went way too fast for me to comprehend what Noam Chomsky was saying.  Sure I'd pick up a fact here or there, like the main underlying fact was how the media was 'censoring' what they showed us.  When they asked the question in the movie: "How do they get the new?", I started to think.  I never really thought about how and where they got the new from before.  From that point in the movie it started to get interesting, especially when they showed the two very different tours of the newspaper companies, The New York Times and the small paper from Media.  I found it so amusing that The New York Times showed about two clips before saying that is all we could see.  They were so secretive! Why should they have to be secretive? We will learn about things sooner or later! Then we saw the small paper in Media and they were completely welcoming and glad that the movie people were interviewing them for their movie.

When they showed the clips from the war and genocide in East Timor I was just shocked! How could the media let this be silent! It wasn't right! We SHOULD HAVE been informed and we SHOULD HAVE known what was happening! They had NO RIGHT to cover this up from people.  After all, we do live in a free nation, correct? I found this quote from a website: Were the atrocities that took place in East Timor in September-October 1999 on a "genocidal" scale? The consensus position of internatonal commentators has been "no" -- that in fact, the deaths amounted to no more than a few hundred people, perhaps only "dozens," as an Associated Press report claimed in mid-2000. http://www.gendercide.org/case_timor.html
Only dozens?!?! MORE THAN 102,000 DEATHS HAVE BEEN REPORTED! Out of that there are STILL people missing, disappeared, and the deaths that we don't know about.  The Associated Press was lying, and why you ask? It was because the UN was too late in acting against these acts, so they didn't want what was happening in East Timor to be considered a 'big deal'.  What goes around in the heads of media people? No one will know.

"Cousins are people who know who you are, but still love you."

Here I am, dreading the weekend's end like usual.  My cousins from Chicago just left about 5 minutes ago, and already miss them! It was nice that they decided to show up for the weekend!  This weekend was amazing from Friday to now!  On Friday there I was sitting on the couch staring at the clock every five minutes just waiting in excitement for my cousins to arrive from Chicago, which they finally did at 11:30 at night. After they arrived we started to chit-chat about college, since my cousin, Mansi, is a freshman this year at UIC.  (BTW, College discussions are not one of my favorite one's right now.  The whole discussion about the future is not one I like to discuss, because I have a very vague idea about what I want to do, but anyways...) We would then go up to my room to look at old vacation memories from post-cards to pictures (we've been on 13 different vacations together), and start jamming out to Taylor Swift at a very high volume at 3 in the morning, to then fall asleep at 4ish.  The next day we rushed to get ready for my sweet sixteen.  We had an amazing time there, although nobody was dancing, so I decided, on courtesy of Ishan, to ditch my own party! I know you must be thinking how stupid I am to ditch my own party, but we were given an okay from our parents to go to a garba, an Indian dance!  We would arrive there at 10:30 pm and start to dance our hearts off.  I danced until my legs started to hurt.  We then gathered all 8 of us in a mini-van and started the 30 min ride home!  We put on the radio to KDWB, and just started to sing along loudly, which my cousin LOVES to do.  We would reach a Redbox at 12:45 am and debate what movie to watch: Paranormal Activity or The Box.  We would decide on the latter because of my 12-year old brother.  We then got home at around 1 am after dropping off my friends at each of their respective houses.  We then decided that since The Box looked stupid, that we were going to watch The Ring, which was a pretty good movie.  My brother lasted about 10 minutes into the movie before he decided he was too scared and goes to sleep.  He insists that he was 'tired', like he was telling the truth.  About half way through the movie, around 2:30 am, we decided that we were hungry, so we went on a snack break.  We ransacked the fridge and found some samosas to eat.  They were very delicious at 2:30.  We would end up finishing the movie at 4:15, and then slowly walk upstairs to sleep at around 4:30, only to be awoken a couple hours later stating that we had to get up and get ready to go to someone's house for lunch.  Well we did eventually get up, but at noon, so we rushed to get ready and drove to a friend's house for lunch.  Over there we would swap stories and just enjoy the last moments together until they leave.  This weekend over all was super-duper fun from singing at the top of your lungs to being frightened of a girl crawling out of the TV.