I've had my own encounters with a two-faced liar recently. By my second week of college I already had a body lying on the floor of my dorm room, and here's what happened. Very long story but please bare with me.
The way my dorm building is set up is different from most regular dorm
buildings because this one was built back in 2002 during the Winter
Olympics and was originally used to house the athletes. On each floor,
at the end of each hallway is a suite. Its basically a small lounge
with 4 single person dorm rooms located within. Two at each end. On the
last day of moving in, I finally met all my fellow roommates who shared
the suite with me along with a girl who lives next door to us who we
all quickly became friends with. The guys who were living with though
were two fellow film students and then one mormon kid. We thought it
was going to be weird living with a mormon but in fact he was a really
chilled dude. The thing is he ended up moving out within the first week
because he lived so close to the school, him and his family changed
their minds and decided it would be cheaper just to have him live at
home.
Fast forward to this past Tuesday (9/02), I arrive back to
my dorm at 10:20 after having been to my night class. I find one of my
roommates standing in the middle of the suite, facing a small hallway
that was out of my sight from where I was standing. I walk over and he
shows me my other roommate lying on the floor unconscious, a resident
adviser standing over him with a walkie talkie, and then behind us was
a bottle of prescription pills with it's contents spilled out across
the floor.
My roommate explained that just a little while ago
he heard a knocking at the bottom of his door and found the other kid
laying there mumbling. He at first thought the kid was just joking
around until it went on for too long. Once he stepped over him and saw
the bottle of pills he quickly picked them up, put them in the kid's
face, and asked him what they were. He responded saying they were his
pills. Then he tells him he thinks he took too many in which the kid
responds "That's the point." That was the last thing he said up until
the paramedics came. There was also a letter of eviction in his room,
placed nicely on the desk by his door for anyone to walk in and see it.
He was getting kicked off campus over an incident during the summer (he
took some summer classes here I guess)in which he was caught multiple
times with alcohol. We live on a dry campus by the way. Doesn't matter
to me though because I know plenty of people off campus.
Anyway,
after everything has settled down and the paramedics are gone, the girl
from the dorm room next door comes knocking on our door in tears. She
ended up explaining to us that this kid had formed a freaking obsession
with her within the first week of school. It was one of these
situations where she says "I can't make myself like you" sort of thing.
He was really pushing it on her too trying to change her mind by saying
he's never liked a girl like he's liked her before, and as it got worst
the things he said to her got more and more sketchy. He became straight
forward to her about things like saying "He see's a shrink, is
depressed, is on meds, is an alcoholic, etc. She's only known the guy
for a week, and he didn't come off as that kind of person to her so
obviously she just dismissed it thinking it was bs, not thinking it was
a warning sign or anything like that. How was she supposed to know?
The
thing that pissed me the fuck off about this whole situation was that
this idiot 20 year old laid a guilt trip on a very kind and optimistic
girl by pulling this lame ass suicide attempt. What was the intention?
To make her feel sorry for turning him down? That's douchebag behavior
in my book. Not only that but he had lied to me within the first week
of me knowing him. He had lead me to believe that not only did he like
her, but she liked him back. Also, the Friday night before this all
happened, he had a completely made up story about how one night she had
come into his room to say good night to him which then lead to him
making a move on her and eating her pussy out. He was very detailed on
the dialogue that took place within this fantasy and also made sure to
mention a bikini wax. All of it was of course made up, and boy was this
girl FUCKING PISSED after I told her about this story he told me.
There
is also this other kid I met last week who also knew the suicidal kid.
Very cool guy by the way. He said he couldn't believe it at first when
he heard that this kid had tried to kill himself, but as we continued
to talk, it all started to click. He had mentioned to me that there was
a point in time where my ex-roommate was opened to him about being
depressed. Then his history of lying about women he's been with was
also revealed. There was a similar situation over the summer where they
both knew another girl they occasionally hung out with, and once again
the kid had lied about hooking up with her. Only the other guy wasn't
convinced because he knew the girl longer than he did and knew she
wouldn't have done what he had said. There were then other stories he
had told that this guy started thinking about and realizing it was all
a bunch of bullshit. Fuck, he even mentioned the thing about eating the
girl out who lived next door to me to this kid. He didn't think
anything of them at first because the kid was a good liar. He was very
convincing in his stories, plus he has a tendency to bring them up out
of the blue, so what would be the reason to lie like that?
Now
I'm trying to come up with a reason for why people like him just
compulsively lie all the time? Was this ex-roommate of mine just a
miserable virgin who needed to lie to himself to make himself feel
better? He didn't like his reputation so he decided to make one up and
continued to go with it, no matter how much the bullshit continued to
pile up on itself? Or do people like him actually convince themselves
that these make believe things are the truth? In his mind, does he
really believe that these things actually happen? Wouldn't that make
him psychotic?
Anyways, the last we heard, the kid was doing
alright and was in the hospital on Wednesday (the day after the suicide
attempt). Beyond that, we don't know anything else. Friday was supposed
to be the day that the eviction started and he is no longer allowed on
campus, but all his shit is still in his room. We were told though that
a resident adviser will most likely take care of it, but we have no
idea how long that is going to take. Since he hasn't bothered to obtain
his stuff that he left behind, we've started speculating again over
what's going on. Also, the girl is over the whole ordeal as well. She
has gone from being upset to being pissed off and quickly got back on
track with her life.
Now here is one more piece of food for
thought. The short film I made (The Call) also involved a suicide
involving an overdose on prescription pills and this is the film that
helped me get into the film studies program at this school.
Coincidence? I fucking hope so.
Submitted by
Brendan Morrisey on September 8, 2008 - 1:20am.
The President Is Gone
some folks just have to find out the hard way that it ain't all about them, baby. It's big, hard, ugly world out there and all you can do is shit your pants, dive in, and swim. Every man gets to die. Just make sure you're standin' tall when you do.
If it's just ridiculous, it's bad.
IF IT IS RRIIIDDDIICCUUULLOOUUSS, then it's okay.
No one else read this and
No one else read this and think of Gadberry?
Sad
That's what happens when fantasy meets reality and you can't deal with it. We had a special FX guy that had that problem. He lived in his little make believer world where he was king but when reality slapped him up side of the head he couldn't deal with it and dropped off the face of the earth for over a year, had a complete mental breakdown. Nothing good comes from sticking your head in the sand. And yeah, sadly it does remind me of Dan.
We've all known peeps like this
It's a need to fit in and/or be accepted.
Some people are so shallow (for any number of psych reasons) that the need to be in a clique is so strong that they would do anything to be accepted. Including creating fantasies to mask their ordinary, hum-drum lives.
After time, they rely on the new stories they get from real experiences with real friends, but the seeds of fantasy were buried so deep that they just grow. Then the person intertwines the real stuff with fantasy stuff.
Before they know it, they are content to just live the lies because it's much easier.
"Baffling the critics since 1971."
Very nice read
Good story man, I liked reading this.
And..... I've been doing a lot of thinking about Dan and about people who lie, or just exaggerate things, as to why they do it. I think there's two kinds of liars, those who are out to deceive others and do not for one second believe their own BS. And then, there's those who do, and that kind mostly lie to themselves. And yes, they really do believe it. I think they do it to make themselves feel better. Everyone's the protagonist of his own life movie, and no one likes boring movies. So they spice it up in the review, and believe it. I unpublished my post against Dan because I figured it would hurt him, and that's never been my goal. I don't think he maliciously lied to us, I started to think rather, that after so so very many many exaggerations, he finally spinned one tall tale that was impossible to square off with reality, and then he didn't know what to do, so he vanished. Its a very sad thing. But I'm done with it, that's the other reason I unpublished my post.
I don't have any good advice as to how to deal with these people man.... it does sound like you have good common sense and good head on your shoulders to tell truth from BS, I think 99% of the times that's all you'll ever need. Just be careful who you trust. By all means, don't be paranoid, cuz that's not life, but be careful who you trust. In my screenplay FURIA, there's this guy who has my favorite line of the movie. It goes: "Better to die betrayed, than to live forever without a soul to trust". It's all good.
TIME TO GET SCHOOLED
Crazy! haha
And this is just the beginning.
Captain Young Blood, you have just set sail on the seas of life. And there are a lot of strange things in these waters.
Just look at some of the fools that have came and gone here on our website! Some of them here are still a little...off.
Well, I hope that kid is alright and gets the right attention he needs.
Now I have to ask. Are you sure he didn't eat out her pussy? Girls do lie about this kind of stuff you know. Trust me. I know plenty that have lied about licks, sucks, cocks, and fucks and know for a fact their lying. I catch them in the lie, then all they do is smile, smack my arm and make me swear I won't say anything.
Others will get mad and denie it forever and ever. And they get mad cause now YOU know. And then there are a very selected few girls who won't denie anything.
But here is the thing. Some people aren't really what they seem. Believe me, I know.
Be careful. Don't trust people. The people you can only trust are not the ones that are there for you all the time, but the ones that respect you and stand next to you no matter what. Liars are the worse.
But let's get back to the respect thing. Have you ever noticed that your best friends respect you? And you respect them back right? You might get mad at each other from time to time, but that's normal. You get over it, go grab a beer and talk about whatever.
People make mistakes. But don't confuse mistakes with "unreasonable behavior".
Watch out for the crazies. Do you know what the definition of insanity is? It is: when someone repeats the same behavior over and over expecting different results.
But you know what, you're in school right now. college life! There is going to be a lot of crazy shit going on. Focus on your education and career. Do not get a girlfriend. Have lots of girlfriends. Pump'em and dump'em. Stay focused. This is critical. There will be a lot of temptation. Lots of parties. Lots of hot girls. BUT FILM COMES FIRST.
Work until your eyes bleed. Excel. While your buddies are out drinkin' and chasin' tale. You should be writing, shooting or editing. They'll come back and tell you stories about how they got faded and had titties on their face. You'll have stories on the screen.
Trust me. That's the way I was in college. I partied and chased the girls around. But only when I was done with my project. I would stay in the studio working until 3 am almost every day. And guess what would happen. Check this out.
An assignment was made. Whatever it was. Shoot. Write. Edit. People would then take their assignments, go work on them, then go to some stupid frat/sorority party. I would stay and work work work. And instead of turning one project in, I would turn in three.
I was the only A+ student in my class. People then started getting jealous and making jokes, saying shit like "he's banging the teacher". I was the head of the class. My professor Meryl Perlson recognized that I wasn't there to make films, she recognized that I was there to rise to succeed in making films. She soon stop giving me the same assignments she was giving the rest of my classmates, and allowed me to go off and do whatever I wanted to do.
Of course, the rest of the class hated me even more now. But why should they be hating? It was there choice to go out and fuck off at frat parties. It was my choice to live and die in an editing room.
*Then I left for a summer to go to Long Beach Film School. But that's another story*
So I came back for my final year at Cal State San Bernardino.
So during my last year of college, I decided I was going to make the first student feature length film. Which of course would take all my time. I was flunking all of my other required class, and I was on the verge of getting kicked out of school cause all I did was stay in the studio.
My two professors, Meryl Perlson and Mike Wichman vouched for me. They talked to the board and to the president of the University. They reviewed my work and were impressed and said "there has never been a student in our film/television arts program like this guy". They allowed me to make my student feature and not kick me out of school.
I made the film. Again. Working all day until 3 am alonside my friend Lee Alfred II (who would eventually become my partner, and of course now, is one of the producers of Quentin T's HELLRIDE) and also DAVID KUDELL (sound editor who went on to be part of the oscar award winning sound team for BLACK HAWK DOWN)
We made the film. It took us about 6 months I think. I don't remember now. This was back in 1998.
Same scenario. Everyone was out partying chasing ass, and also working on the thesis papers whatever. We were working--making a film. Fuck the thesis papers. At least that's what I always thought. I knew I couldn't walk into a studio with a diploma and a fucking thesis paper and get a movie deal.
While we were making the movie, we already had a contact at Sony Pictures. The Senior VP of post production there--JIMMY HONORE. Jimmy was the same guy that got Robert Rodriguez on his way.
We showed Jimmy our trailer. He was impressed. Two 20 yr. old snot nosed kids from the inland empire showing a trailer to Jimmy Honore at Sony Pictures. Unreal. Surreal. Scary.
Jimmy offered us a sound stage and editing room just in case we needed it--on the studios buck! Now this got really unreal. surreal. scary.
After the meeting, Lee Alfred II and I went at ate at the studio commisary. It was good. We were speechless. Then we had to go back to San Bernardino.
We finished the film all by ourselves.
We had two screenings. One on thursday, then friday. Over 700 people watched it. All the newspapers wrote articles on it. About our little student film titled "THE YETI"
We were still about three months away from graduation date. I think it was three months. We went out to a party to celebrate. And some fellow class mate, some frat boy named Anthony Cummings walks up to me--shook my hand in congrats for making Cal State San Bernardino's first student feature. He was drunk. He tells me that before he graduates, he will make the second student feature that will leave a mark on the university forever and be better than my film.
A month later, his project fell apart and remained incomplete. He graduated with his diploma. And graduated without a film. He never made it into the business of movies.
I was still working on other things in the studio. I wasn't going to graduate. I was advised by my professors to drop out, and head for Hollywood. Something they never do and are supposed to do. I took the advice. I think I was going to do just that anyway.
I dropped out. Lee Alfred and David Kudell graduated. I attended their graduation. We weren't acknowledged for our achievement. I was upset for that. Nobody has ever done that. At least a congratulations for the students of the film/television department.
I said my final goodbyes to my professors. Meryl Perslon told me to never lose focus, and that by the age of 30, I would break in. I was 21. She told me it would tak 9 years! I was like "damn, that's way too long!" We hugged and she wished me the best.
Lee Alfred II and I began working for producer Tova Laiter at Parmount Pictures three months later during her film VARSITY BLUES. We pitched to her a movie titled RED HOOD. She loved it. Made us work on rewrites. Once again, working past midnight. Lee Alfred II was so stressed one night, he had a nervous breakdown and had to go to the hospital.
Tova finally got a decent draft out of us. Sent it out all around town.
November 17, 1999.
We're at the premiere of TIM BURTON'S SLEEPY HOLLOW being courted by the Exec Producer of the film, ORI MARMUR of Mandaly Pictures.
Just months ago we were in San Bernardino listening to frat boys telling us how they were going to out do us. Next thing we know, we're partying with Tim Burton, Johnny Depp, Rob Zombie, Danny Elfman, Christina Ricci, Rose McGowen, Marlyn Manson, Michael Keaton, Danny DeVito and I could go on and on.
February. 2000
Walt Disney Pictures makes a screen deal with us for RED HOOD. My birthday is on January 31. I believe it was only a few days after. What a perfect birthday gift! I just turned 22 and had a movie deal with Walt Disney Pictures!
I went back to Cal State San Bernadino. Showed Meryl Perlson my contract! She hugged me with a huge congrats. I reminded her that she told me I would be 30 until this would happen.
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So you see Brendan Morissey. It isn't impossible. All it takes is hard work. Not parties. Not pussy. ALL IT TAKES IS YOUR HARD WORK AND DETERMINATION.
You can do it. You will do it.
Rum bless!
EZEQUIEL
Wow, that is quite the
Wow, that is quite the story. I'm going to start planning projects now just because of that story.
Is there any chance I can see this movie Yeti? I know its probably something you're embarrassed to look back on since you've come so far, but it sounds like quite the epic based on the story behind it.
I AM NOT EMBARRASSED OF IT!
I know it is archived at the university. I'll see if I can get it transferred to digital and see if I can upload some scenes at least and share! You'll get a kick out of it! I forgot to mention this also, I also star in it! haha
EZEQUIEL
Awesome! Can't wait to see
Awesome! Can't wait to see it!
My Favorite Yeti Lives At Disneyland
MAYBE
since john meredith is so damn good at finding articles on people, maybe he could find the articles written up on my student feature!
EZEQUIEL
Update on the story
Update on the story regarding my former roommate. Turns out he is undergoing treatment at the moment and that his family will be here soon to collect all his belongings left behind in his room. So my speculating as to what has been going on has ended.
hOL' UP... hOL' UP...
"... story about how one night she had
come into his room to say good night to him which then lead to him
making a move on her and eating her pussy out. "
what if he did eat her out... ?
can u please find out more about this... I mean... proposition her... and see if she down... :)
EATIN' PUSSY
will make you a better filmmaker! and also....make your face look like a glazed donut! haha
EZEQUIEL
The kid wasn't a good
The kid wasn't a good filmmaker so the answer must be no.
maybe...
his viewfinder was broken and didn't get dat good wide angle... hAhA
He left the lense cap on and
He left the lense cap on and also had a hard time trying to get his mini DV tape in.
Eh, guess that's not as funny as your's.
MINI DV
maybe he just didn't know how to insert edit.
or maybe his hard drive wasn't working.
he didn't even get to shoot!
so much for the close-up.
haha
EZEQUIEL
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