Jun 22, 2008 06:43
It was not in my best interest to watch Grave of the Fireflies when I was feeling a little depressed...now I feel like killing myself (not really, but pretty damn close). This is the kind of movie that will crush your soul on a good day, imagine what it's like on a bad day. I knew I shouldn't have been watching it (I'd seen it before) and keep trying to talk myself out of it, but I just couldn't look away. So now I'm sitting in my bed, bawling my eyes out.
Stupid me.
Don't ever watch this movie, people. If you want to watch something good (and yes, the movie is excellent, but again, the crushing of the soul thing), I don't know, go watch Storm Hawks or something. Which is what I should have done, I could be sitting here giggling over Stork and his paranoia, but nooooo.....
Gah
Come on, Hayley, pull it together.
Anyway, I've been on a complete Storm Hawks kick lately. I actually went on youtube and watched all the episodes (took me three days...'cause I had to eat and feed my fish (who is still alive! YAY!)). I'd marry Stork if I could, I don't care if he's green...and a cartoon, I'd so marry him.
I think I'm going to go drown my sorrows in a nice glass of chocolate milk (is it bad that while I was typing that sentence, I really wanted to type "a nice cup of tea or a large brandy"? Can anyone guess the reference?).
stork,
storm hawks,
grave of the fireflies