The Family and it's Godfather

(Spoiler warning)

Last week I finished watching the "epic crime film directed by Francis Ford Coppola, based on the 1969 novel by Mario Puzo." Yes, as wikipedia says it, I watched the The Epic Godfather trilogy. Personally, I'm not a fan of "old movies", but this was an exception. yes, it was a big exception. After watching the film, The Godfather left me with a deep impression. In fact, I almost cried at the end. (I always "almost cry" after watching watching a sad movie or reading a tragic story, but never really cried") Anyways, as I saw the movie, I watched how a young and innocent man grew into a dreaded mafia, to accomplish one thing in his life - protecting his family.

Michael, who becomes the Godfather, did not want to inherit all the power and responsibility from his father. he did not want blood on his hands. However, as his family became a target from the other families (aka mafias), including his father, Michael was forced to step into the "dirty" business. Surprisingly, a guy who looked so benign and normal, turned out to be a talented mafia. He was cold and merciless. As soon as he took over, he ordered the assassination of the heads of the Five Families, and later on he even kills his own brother who betrayed him. (However, until he becomes very old, he regrets this) All the killings and lying to protect his family. Ironically, his daughter dies at the end by a hit man, who intended to kill Michael.

As I watched Michael, a kind person, turn into a cold and bloody mafia, in order to keep his family members alive, I felt a strong sympathy for him. Why does one have to kill others to protect his family? What kind of a sick joke of fate is this? I, who is still a growing adolescent, learned the heavy responsibility that a "father" has to carry, literally a burden on his back. This made me think about my family. I looked at Don Corleone's family and Michael, then back to my family. How light was my value on my family! compared to Michael, I was blessed not having to worry about the death of my family and all. But I also realized the weakened bond in my family, due to lack of communication and love. There may be many factors, but the point is I realized how when my family is not cursed like Michael's, I ignored the true value and my family and did not even try to appreciate it.

I think that this is a great movie for everyone of every age, especially to our generation who lack the communication and interaction in their families. This movie awakened me in a sense that I learned to really really really appreciate my family, and truly love them. God bless my family, God bless you all and your families.

Addiction to music

There are two things that I'm addicted to - internet and music.
I'm probably a part of the majority who just sits in front of their computer for a really long time, but music, I am really addicted to music.
It developed in such a subtle way that I don't even remember when it began..
Like heavy smokers smoke a lot, I do a lot of music; no, I do not simply listen to music, I do music.
I carry my ipod 24-7 and I need it when I'm going to sleep. When I'm highly stressed, like when my mom was scolding me for getting an a minus on my math class, I start shaking, and then I would do music and it would calm me down. When I do my homework, despite knowing that it distracts me a lot, I do music. This is a serious problem for me. Even if I dont have a song which I want to listen, I just do music. After not having done music for a long time, I get withdrawal symptoms. Yes, I actually get withdrawal symptoms like when a smoker tries to quit smoking. I can't stay still and I get very nervous. I hear music without my headset or the music on, and I dream music (don't wanna talk about that). And when I give up on trying to quit doing music after a stressful struggle with myself, I crawl to where my ipod is, sweating cold and my head dizzy, I grab my ipod with trembling hands and play any song. Then, with great relief, but regret, I'd be like "not again... I can't stop listening to music" I look at my ipod and realize that the song I put on is "Stan" by Eminem. I suddenly feel like standing.. Maybe cuz it rhymed with Stan.
Then I see a fruit seller outside the window. I remember eating pineapple two days ago. Pineapples are one of those food that if you eat once in a while it's good, but if you eat it for like 2 days in a row, you get sick of it. I wonder where pineapples come from. Oh, and in case you believed my story, I was just kidding. Trollolol!