Musically. 300.

This weekend has been one of the most 'recovering' weekends that I've had in a while.

Yesterday, went out for drinks in honor of Saint Patrick and then to the Boom for a relatively enjoyable time. I'm glad that I went out. It's something that I've neglected to do in a while; tested my drink tolerance. Best 'drunk' drink ever..."Adiós Motherfucker." I wish I could've been drunker though. That was not enough alcohol. I'm glad to have the genetics I have, though the "dark, mysterious, rebelious" side in me wants to test how drunk I can get, just so that my tongue can be loose enough to say the words I'd like exactly to say. Hmm....how drunk is that? Cuz, last time I tried that, I passed out before that happened.

Went and saw Babel yesterday as well. It was a bit too much of a movie for me to try after going to the pool, I think. The arching question that the movie's, obviously--just look at the title, trying to tackle is the inability to communicate. I tried to understand what Iñaritú was attempting to tackle, but I didn't really get it. Perhaps, that´s the point of the film. I don't know if that's what Inaritu was going for; I doubt it, because that's not really seemingly the type of thing that he would do. So, I figure that I'm just not able to understand what he was trying to weave together when I saw it yesterday.

The pool was nice, I now have the beginnings of a Speedo tan, gotta get a smaller speedo by the way.

Before that I went to do a Soka group shift in the morning for the March 16th celebration. I'm realizing that I need training--like the kind offered in S-group--in my life. Inaction breeds problems, especially when you notice but do nothing to help the situation. Confidence: "Please, let me help you." Instead of "can I help you?"

Today, went to watch 300. So far, I loved the promotions for the movie--they're absolutely hot. In addition, the story of Sparta's 300 men at Thermopylae is unbelieveable, and the story is so well woven, I couldn't help but be in visual awe of the movie. Derek was disappointed, the girls--Utsumi and Tinki--seemed to be in 'meh'. This story is world famous and to me, it seemed to be at times relatable to another movie I enjoy--Hero (YingXiong) the HK version with Jet Li. The destiny of a nation (a country, a people) could be decided by one.

Awesome.