Showing posts with label Sahan Jayawardena. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sahan Jayawardena. Show all posts

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Kevin Gnapoor + M. Night Shyamalan = Sahan Jayawardena

Recently I have come to find that my good friend, Sahan, closely resembles some famous ethnic icons. Prime example: Kevin Gnapoor from the All-American classic Mean Girls, and M. Night Shyamalan who is a famous director that you may have heard of in the past.

Basically, I believe that Sahan also possesses some key characteristics from each of the said stars. Kevin G. is a full-time badass extraordinaire. M. Night makes confusing, depressing movies that are thought to be some of the best directed of all time. (I disagree, though; Sahan claims he will be better so I believe him.)

Now, Sahan "hates" me for saying all of these very kind things. But sometimes I catch him googling images of M. Night AND Kevin G., just to give himself a glimpse of the future. They are truly his source of inspiration and I know that he will be able to work toward the end result of being the most badass Sri Lankan filmmaker to roam the planet.

Every time someone on this earth watches Mean Girls, they definitely let Sahan know. You can tell someone has just viewed this movie by browsing (or creeping) on his Facebook wall. "OMG SAHAN YOU TOTES LOOK LIKE KEVIN G. FROM MEAN GIRLS!!!!" From girl who's already pointed this out forty-seven times in the past

Yeah yeah yeah. Sahan should honestly be flattered. Everyone knows that rap that Kevin does on stage is professional business. He should learn how to accept his awesomeness immediately so that everyone can get on with their lives and with the viewing of Mean Girls.

Sahan also is an amazing film maker. If you ever get the chance to view one of his short videos, you're truly lucky. He makes them with such a passion that you can tell this is what he enjoys to do. Everything is perfect. He has the making to replace M. Shyamalan with even better movies for the future to enjoy! Most of the Earth's population would agree that there's too much hype in M. Night's movies. The Happening was only good to me because Mark Whalberg used to be hot when he was younger.

Well after getting this off of my chest, I lost a cup size. And if I am never to be seen again, it's probably because Sahan kidnapped me and is holding me hostage in his basement. Or something like that.

Yeah! Sahan Jayawardena for President ya'll! I'm outty.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Not Deserving of an Original Name = Alysha

At the beginning of the year, Mr. Dykstra found that the way I spell my name and the way it's supposed to be pronounced was "full of horse manure". Hearing this; it was like I had found out my entire life was a lie.

Although, my entire life, I've spent it being called abominations of names such as: Uh-lish-uh, and Alyssa. My personal favorite has to be Ashley. How do you even get that from my name, honestly?

Mr. Dykstra deemed me Bob from that day forth. I had no problem with such nickname between you and I, but then I found out that he's been naming other Alysha's the same thing. Wow, offensive much. I realize that we both happen to have the same name printed on our birth certificates, but maybe we should have different identifying nicknames. Sure, Bob is incredibly bland and tasteless, but maybe I wouldn't mind being dubbed as a Bill or Joe or something equally as generic.

Mr. Dykstra - I don't want you to think that I am trying to bash you on my blog. You are a very bright person and I very much enjoy your sense of humor. (Plus I actually learn about English from your class, which is something I've - sadly - not done since eighth grade with Mr. Wiedenheft.) But after finding out that you refer to people with other poorly spelled names as Bob, I got a little upset. (A little might be an understatement, though.) I went home and cried and refused to come out of my room because my mom called me by my real name, the one that haunts my birth certificate, reminding me of the seventh period events from every single day second semester.

It's a tragedy.

All in all, I felt the need to rant about my so-called individuality while having a little bit of fun.
P.S. - Sahan Jayawardena!