Wednesday, September 20, 2006


watched breakfast at tiffany's. maybe i'm heartless, but i didn't care for any of the characters. still, i thought it was a really good movie that completely deserved its academy award wins for music and 'moon river'. even though audrey hepburn can't sing, she really is fascinatingly thin. her jaw looks uncannily like paris hilton's though. ugh. i guess i got a real kick in the stomach when paul said 'you know what's wrong with you, miss whoever-you-are? you're chicken, you've got no guts. you're afraid to stick out your chin and say, "okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness." you call yourself a free spirit, a "wild thing," and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. well baby, you're already in that cage. you built it yourself. and it's not bounded in the west by tulip, texas, or in the east by somali-land. it's wherever you go. because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.' but of course, just because a poet (or screen writer) said something doesn't mean it's true, just that it sounds good. in any case i loved the ending, in a theatrical sort of, and not in a they-deserve-to-be-together sort of way. it's really quite depressing. besides, the poor cat looked so unhappy, squished between them when they were kissing. that must have been a violation of animal rights or something else against cruelty to animals. *mental note - put pet down before kissing* yep.

am sick. have been sick for a few days. exaceberated it by eating wasabi chips. am very foolish. but then again i drink enough water to singlehandedly keep the water cycle going. watching singapore dreaming with jan tomorrow. my sister said it's depressing; i'll like it - am trying not to read too much into her insinuations in case it depresses me even more. i am not attracted to pain.
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