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This scene in Inglourious Bastards, this particular part, was so brilliantly written. The characters are playing a game where you sit in a circle and write a famous person’s name on a card, flip it over, pass the card to the person next to you and stick it to your head without looking. Then you ask everyone questions to figure out who it is. This man- a Nazi commander- asked “Am I American?” (no but..) “Have I visited America?” (yes) “Was my visit fruitious?” (no) “Did I go against my will?” (yes) “Am I from a place you’d call exotic?” (yes) “Am I from the jungle?” (yes) “Did I go by boat?” (yes) “And when I got there was I bound with chains and presented in front of a crowd?” (yes!) “Well then. I know who I am. An African slave. No? Oh then I’m King Kong.” — and in one instance the viewer realizes the metaphor which King Kong was to the African slave trade (a truly Tarantino way of inserting social awareness through dialogue spoken by social oppressors) as well as takes a moment of almost comic relief to a very strange middle ground since we see just how intelligent and foolproof this man is. This is good filmmaking. 

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Haunted house that takes people’s picture as they’re walking through.

i’m crying.

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Happy birthday!

I have no motivation to walk up those stairs to the classroom.

My feels.

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I think I’ve re-written it a million times now. This version will make the strongest of humans break down in tears.

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How do you get Christopher and Kenji mixed? My birth certificate says Richard Kenji Posadas Solar. There is no Christopher anymore. We made the corrections. It took 5 years for that simple correction and now it says Kenji on my official birth certificate and social security card. Come on, son.

It’s considered tradition for the commanding officer to have a mustache at graduation ceremonies, so I shaved everything else off.

It’s going to be a long two weeks.

Rocking that {M}aganda Magazine shirt like a G.

My room is never this messy but we were playing Apples to Apples.

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