Premise: In a film that’s better off seeing without having any kind of heads up on what it’s actually about (I went into it without even watching the trailer first), I’ll just say it’s about a troubled young woman named Emily (Rooney Mara) who is dealing with depression after losing all of her assets when her insider trading scandal husband (Channing Tatum) gets sent to prison. But the story picks up right as he gets out once again, then it becomes about Emily’s reaction to a new depression medication called Ablixa, which has some interesting SIDE EFFECTS. OR DOES IT? YES? IT DOES? MAYBE? PERHAPS? I THINK SO? OR NOT? Well, you should just go see the movie.
I suppose this story is better suited for a personal diary, however considering the current status of unemployment in America, I feel like my story applies. I came home from Japan in August 2010. Since then, I have been unemployed or underemployed. I have suffered upsets and disappointment many times. I have been humbled to a point that has taken a toll on me mentally. My pursuit for a job and really, a career, has been a rocky one. However, on March 14, 2012, I officially became employed. NO MORE PEANUT BUTTER AND JELLY SANDWICHES FOR DINNER FOR ME! IT’S ALL TOP SHELF LIQUIOR AND FILET MIGNON FROM HERE ON OUT! Since my journey was as long as it was tragic, I have decided to split it into chapters. My tale of woe, starts almost two years ago. Continue reading
Although I found Antichrist to be a pretentious, nonsensical, overlong waste of time; film director and notable weirdo Lars von Trier’s newest film, Melancholia, actually looked appealing to me. So I drove on down to the local art theater on a lazy Tuesday night and bought myself a ticket.
When I’m in an awful and depressing mood, the last thing I want to do is try and fix it. No, much like heroin, you try and push it to the absolute brink. For me, that starts with alcohol, and then gets flooded with the saddest music I listen to. I will often times watch a sad movie as well, but this post is about the music. The fact that I’m alone on a Saturday night making this list right now and drinking by myself, AGAIN, is a tribute to how lonely my life usually is.
Everyone has different triggers for what makes them feel sad. And I’m not claiming these are the saddest songs on the planet. I’m sure you have plenty of condescending feelings about my choices and they are obvious and lame, but ya know, fuck you. THESE songs make ME feel sad. And that’s what this list is. A Selfish lonely tribute to my sadness.
Usually when people get home from work they want to relax. Maybe they watch TV, maybe they play some video games. Basically what people want to do when they get home is relax. Well for me, when I get home I get the pleasure of looking for jobs. Currently I work two part-time jobs that only sustain me because I live at home and borrow my grandparent’s extra car. This is largely thanks to having a pantload worth of student loans. I am one of the lucky ones though as millions of American’s rely on unemployment to get by.