Lol.
I had a very nice evening.
Greg and I hung out at Tino's for a bit. We watched a movie called Thirteen. It was pretty fucked up. The camera angles bothered me at first, but the tumbling and the use of light and colour grew on me eventually, especially in the drunk/drugged up scenes. You don't notice that the latter half of the film is in icy colours until the very last scene, where it changes back to warmer tones. I liked that. I liked the movie. It was very decent.
Um, we watched an episode of In Treatment together, which I enjoyed somewhat, and spent a couple hours rotting in front of Family Guy. I straightened his hair, he straightened mine, we ate cookies and I drank diet coke. Lots of cuddling and gayness. <3
I finally just lost my temper with Becky. I mean, I am trying to do what Greg and Tony want me to do, to let the past go and go on with my life (he apologized, by the way, in an EXTREMELY adult fashion of which I was impressed and very grateful. I don't dislike him anymore, I actually think he's a decent person.), but god DAMN it does that whore piss me off. I can't stand people who fake personality. I can't stand people who try to buy friends. And most of all, I fucking HATE girls who, after a breakup, whore themselves around the crew until one of the single boys makes the unfortunate decision of attachment. She needs so desperately to be in a relationship that she'll take ANYONE and say "I love you" within three days.
Dumb. Bitch.
And then she's pretending to be all cutesy on Facebook. "Oh me? I HIDE from cameras! Little old innocent me! Tee hee!" -.- Bull. Shit. So I called her out on her flagrant act and told her to stop pretending to be modest when she obviously isn't. I kind of regret that now, but only because I don't want it to turn into a huge drama fest.
But damn it, I can dislike whoever the fuck I want.
I'm going to read more It and go to sleep now. Goodnight.
Greg and I hung out at Tino's for a bit. We watched a movie called Thirteen. It was pretty fucked up. The camera angles bothered me at first, but the tumbling and the use of light and colour grew on me eventually, especially in the drunk/drugged up scenes. You don't notice that the latter half of the film is in icy colours until the very last scene, where it changes back to warmer tones. I liked that. I liked the movie. It was very decent.
Um, we watched an episode of In Treatment together, which I enjoyed somewhat, and spent a couple hours rotting in front of Family Guy. I straightened his hair, he straightened mine, we ate cookies and I drank diet coke. Lots of cuddling and gayness. <3
I finally just lost my temper with Becky. I mean, I am trying to do what Greg and Tony want me to do, to let the past go and go on with my life (he apologized, by the way, in an EXTREMELY adult fashion of which I was impressed and very grateful. I don't dislike him anymore, I actually think he's a decent person.), but god DAMN it does that whore piss me off. I can't stand people who fake personality. I can't stand people who try to buy friends. And most of all, I fucking HATE girls who, after a breakup, whore themselves around the crew until one of the single boys makes the unfortunate decision of attachment. She needs so desperately to be in a relationship that she'll take ANYONE and say "I love you" within three days.
Dumb. Bitch.
And then she's pretending to be all cutesy on Facebook. "Oh me? I HIDE from cameras! Little old innocent me! Tee hee!" -.- Bull. Shit. So I called her out on her flagrant act and told her to stop pretending to be modest when she obviously isn't. I kind of regret that now, but only because I don't want it to turn into a huge drama fest.
But damn it, I can dislike whoever the fuck I want.
I'm going to read more It and go to sleep now. Goodnight.