Lee Molnar’s my name and learning is my business.
And by that I mean I’m still in High School, which means I’m yet another vacuous, shallow and angsty teenager polluting the blogosphere with my rambling rambles and thoughtless thoughts. GO TEAM LEE!
I’d also like to mention that I like writing and enjoying poetry, but when I say that, especially being so young, I feel like a poser.
If that was enough of an intro, I’d like to just jump right in.
The Oscars were on last night, and I know a lot of people don’t dig them, and I mostly don’t either. Their raw and unperturbed hatred of comedy and animation films seems kind of irresponsible, seeing as those films are among the very best.
But, my friends, I still dig the Oscars. And I will tell you why: It made me want to make movies.
I know it’s just a star studded affair with a lot of asshole and whores and that whole business, but that’s not the part I was talking about. I don’t want to make movies to go talk to fuckin’ Ben Mulroney, or to see my name up on the big screen. No, I want to make movies because of Slumdog Millionaire. I didn’t see the movie, mind you, but now I want to. Everyone who won an award for that movie was just so sincere and happy about it all. Anyone who saw their faces and knows anything like what they were feeling probably felt the same way I did. I’m not going to pretend that I know what it’s like to win an Oscar. What I’m saying is that I would like to.
Then, of course, I realize that I would never be able to do that. I could never make a movie.
Today’s post is a twofer, considering I also want to talk about Tim Horton’s. I like Tim Horton’s, they might have terrible coffee, but their soup is topnotch, their bagels are delicious, and their Iced Caps are very refreshing.
What I don’t like is “Roll up the Rim to Win”, and I’ll tell you why.
The contest started today, or recently, I only noticed it today. Anyways, after school I was super hungry, so I stopped in at a Tim Horton’s for a bagel. I usually get the Blueberry Bagel with Strawberry Cream Cheese. It is delicious.
Anyways, in line, I decided to get a coffee, as well, since “roll up the rim” was on and why the hell not, it was only a dollar. When I got there, not only did I realize that they didn’t have Blueberry Bagels (how I loathe that Tim Horton’s), but with the coffee, I didn’t have enough money. So, in a choice between a bagel I would enjoy, and a coffee I wouldn’t, I chose the coffee.
Because of “roll up the rim”.
This raises a disturbing question. Am I a slave to the corporation?
And another: Does it really matter if I am?
I’m almost tempted to not go to Tim Horton’s again, but I know tomorrow I’ll be back there getting another “roll up the rim” cup, in the hope of getting $10,000.
It’s like a lottery. A lottery for even stupider people.
Tune in next time! I’ll be talking about Sum 41!
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