"nobody cares about what you FEEL. the only thing that matters is what you *do*."
i am torturing myself again.....
i need memory blinders
the things i remember
are the things i don't want to see
don't want to feel
ever again
months --
years even
past and all i can remember
is how it felt.
i would wonder why
i can't bring myself to wear any jewelry
except i already know the answer
it's how i healed the last time
it's how i broke the last time
*le grande sigh*
in other news, the list of movies i've never seen has three new additions: the baxter, imaginary heroes and crash. the baxter was incredibly cute, and became better in memory than in watching. imaginary heroes was sad, and beautiful, and strange in the way that the ice storm struck me years ago. crash was.....actually, i'm going to need to watch it again to comment on it. you see, i watched it with my mom, which means that there was talking. and talking, as we all know, is not conducive to ali movie analysis. so it will need to be rewatched. (damn it.) what i can say is that ryan philippe was good. impressively so.
also, with the watching of crash, i have now seen four of the five best picture nominees, which means i'm just one movie away from achieving a goal i've set for myself for at least five years running but not yet managed to achieve. that said, i don't think i'm actually going to accomplish it, since the fifth film is munich, and while i'd be interested in seeing it, i don't really want to see it alone, and i've no one to go with me (unless, jenna?). but even without it, i've at least gotten closer this year than any previous year, and that's an accomplishment unto itself. (or at least, that's what i'll keep telling myself.)
and now i've babbled long enough.
mwah.
~a
ps. it makes me giggle a little that moody is a mood. that just seems silly. hee.
pps. i have a single, lonely vicodin left. and the right side of my face has hurt SO much, ALL day. and i just took five advil a half hour ago or so and they're not fucking working. and i'm so tempted...... *le grande sigh*
i need memory blinders
the things i remember
are the things i don't want to see
don't want to feel
ever again
months --
years even
past and all i can remember
is how it felt.
i would wonder why
i can't bring myself to wear any jewelry
except i already know the answer
it's how i healed the last time
it's how i broke the last time
*le grande sigh*
in other news, the list of movies i've never seen has three new additions: the baxter, imaginary heroes and crash. the baxter was incredibly cute, and became better in memory than in watching. imaginary heroes was sad, and beautiful, and strange in the way that the ice storm struck me years ago. crash was.....actually, i'm going to need to watch it again to comment on it. you see, i watched it with my mom, which means that there was talking. and talking, as we all know, is not conducive to ali movie analysis. so it will need to be rewatched. (damn it.) what i can say is that ryan philippe was good. impressively so.
also, with the watching of crash, i have now seen four of the five best picture nominees, which means i'm just one movie away from achieving a goal i've set for myself for at least five years running but not yet managed to achieve. that said, i don't think i'm actually going to accomplish it, since the fifth film is munich, and while i'd be interested in seeing it, i don't really want to see it alone, and i've no one to go with me (unless, jenna?). but even without it, i've at least gotten closer this year than any previous year, and that's an accomplishment unto itself. (or at least, that's what i'll keep telling myself.)
and now i've babbled long enough.
mwah.
~a
ps. it makes me giggle a little that moody is a mood. that just seems silly. hee.
pps. i have a single, lonely vicodin left. and the right side of my face has hurt SO much, ALL day. and i just took five advil a half hour ago or so and they're not fucking working. and i'm so tempted...... *le grande sigh*