Constantine

Disclaimer: This post is from the archives, and may not represent the current views of the author. It also may not be at all interesting to read. Continue at your own peril!

Last night was pretty cool. A couple days ago, Vince called me and we decided to hang out yesterday and go see the movie Constantine. That was cool, until I remembered that I had told Bethany I’d go over to her house for youth that night. Whoops. Oh well, I made the best of it.

I first called Vince and asked if he wanted to come to Bethany’s house. He thought that was alright, and we decided to go see the later showing at 9:40 PM so we could hang out at her house for a while. I then went upstairs and asked my dad if I could have the car to go to the Tozer’s house and then to a movie with Vince. He thought that was fine, but then I had to ask the bigger of the two questions, “Could I drive Vince there so his parents don’t have to come all the way over to the Tozer’s house to drive him there separately?” My dad finally relented after all this time and let me drive someone else around that wasn’t a family member.

That’s not to say that I haven’t already done that. I’ve driven Jordan, Angelie, and Kristy around a few times, just because there was no other way to do things, really. I mean, there’s no point in me driving home alone after youth and making the Tozer’s drive across the city to drop Kristy off at her house when she lives like just a minute away from me. It’s stupid, and I’m a safe driver. I’m not going to suddenly decide to face backwards while driving just because someone else is in the car.

So anyways, my mom ended up having the car until about 8:40 PM, even though I was supposed to be at the Tozer’s house by around 8:00. Oh well. As soon as she got home, I took the car keys, said goodbye, and drove off. I got there and hung around with people for about half an hour, and then Vince and I headed out to my car to go to the mall. We got into the line for the tickets, and then Vince just looks behind us and taps me on the shoulder. “Uuh, Jeff. Look behind you.” There stood Kayla, my ex-girlfriend. We shared a look of, well, not disappointment, but just discontent. It’s not like we hate each other. We just don’t like each other too much. Meh. Fortunately, we weren’t going to the same movie, so that was good. We bought our tickets, sat down, and the movie started, or rather, the previews started. There were seriously about 20 minutes of commercials and previews combined before the movie started. It was stupid.

Anyways, Constantine wasn’t too bad a movie. It was a little weird, and it definitely made you think. The basic plot of the movie was that God and Satan made a wager for the souls of mankind, and they set up limits, that they couldn’t directly control people, just influence them. So here comes John Constantine, a person who sees demons and angels for who they really are. When he was young, he killed himself because people told him he was crazy, and he went to hell. However, the doctors rescuscitated him, so he was brought back to earth. So for the rest of his life he began to restore the “balance” in the world. The balance is disrupted when a being like a demon possesses a person – which is against the rules. So Constantine comes in and exorcises them.

Things get heated when the son of Satan decides to try and overthrow his father’s rule and set up his own kingdom on earth. He tries to possess this woman, and things get really crazy with demons flying around everywhere. In the end, Constantine slits his wrist, and time stops as Satan comes up to collect his soul personally. He talks to Constantine for a little while, and basically Constantine tells Satan that behind him, his son is about to be destroyed by the angel Gabriel. Satan goes to look, and sees the two stopped in time. Satan pulls the woman possessed by his son away from Gabriel just in time, and then sends him back to hell, destroying Gabriel’s wings in the process. Constantine makes a deal with Satan: his soul for the soul of the woman’s twin sister that committed suicide and was sent to hell. Satan does so, but this selfless act of Constantine causes his soul to enter into heaven. You see him entering heaven and giving Satan the finger, but at the last second Satan rams his hands into Constantine’s stomach and pulls out all the tar that has collected in his lungs (he was dying of terminal lung cancer). Satan then pulls him back onto earth, and he continues to live.

That’s pretty much the whole movie. It’s pretty screwed up if you ask me. There’s a few parts that I agree with, but most of it is just a distorted view of Catholic Christian beliefs. I left the movie thinking, “Okay, now how much of that do I believe, how much do I reject, and how much do I attribute to Hollywood’s glamourization?” In terms of just the movie, it’s got great special effects and definitely a very interesting plot. It’s definitely bordering on sacrilegious, though, if it doesn’t totally define that word.

Anyways, enough about the movie. I drove Vince home on the snowy roads, and that was the night. It was a little slippery, but I managed to get home safely and have a pretty good sleep. This morning was a little rough; the sunshine woke me up pretty early and I didn’t get much more sleep by putting my head under the covers. Eventually I started to run out of oxygen and had to pull my head up back into the sunlight. Oh well.

After lunch I pulled out my income tax forms that my parents picked up for me at the post office a while ago. My dad helped me fill it out; it was confusing to know where to start, but after that, it was pretty straight-forward, especially since I never had any income tax deducted at Quizno’s anyways. I ended up with a refund of $0. Oh well. My dad said they might send a cheque for the Employment Insurance that was deducted anyway, even though the deductions ended up not affecting anything. I didn’t expect to really get anything back anyway, since nothing was taken off for income tax during the year. The main reason I filled it out was so they’d have me on record for next year. The first year is always the hardest, because you have to get a generic form. Once I’m on their records, they can send me a specialized form that will get rid of a lot of those spaces, since they don’t apply to me. At least I had the experience of filling it in so I know what to expect for next time.

That’s about all that’s happened today. I’m still tired, even though I got 8 or 9 hours of sleep. I just wish I could get more when I have the chance to sleep in. It’s so frustrating when you wake up early on a day you can sleep in. I wish I could just get over this disorder or insomnia or whatever you want to call it. I just want one night of good, solid sleep to catch up for all the sleep missed, and I’ll be happy. It’s too bad that probably won’t happen anytime soon.

Anyways, I’m not sure what I’m going to do for the rest of the day. I think I might either start writing my new story – if I can come up with a good plot, or I might read more of Red Rabbit by Tom Clancy. The action’s heating up in that book and I want to see what happens next. The third possibility is to work some more on my FileReader, which I keep working away at bit by bit. Maybe I’ll do a little bit of each. But I suppose we’ll see what happens…

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