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livejournal has come up in conversation several times this week, so i'll use it as an excuse to update.
spent the last 6 months in a pot-induced haze, did nothing productive except come up with a story for my "thesis" which is basically a short film that showcases special effects shots i can do. after scrapping a few ideas i finally decided on a story about a monk who becomes totally obsessed with mortification of the flesh. don't want to give too many spoilers, so i'll leave it at that. i should actually be storyboarding right now instead of doing this but fuck it i'm a slacker. i scrapped stories about a misbehaved child who has an alter-ego in monsterland who can't help but be well behaved so they switch places. and one about a girl who wants to become a nun but a magic bug gives her an acorn which sends her on an acid trip to hell.
read a couple entries from my old livejournal i had when i was 14, jesus christ was i a little hellion. most of it was uncomfortable for me to read, but i did find a few gems...
"I called my Dad last night and he said that I "hurt my therapist's feelings" when I said I didn't want to talk to him."
from my adventures helping out the addicts for community service, apparently i bonded with one of them:
"I talked to this recovering heroin addict for 2 hours on Saturday. I said I would burn her some Portishead, and she gave me this little gargoyle thing."
in regard to a letter from a japanese girl i told to go kill herself:
"I don't know if any one remembers my journal entry about that crazy Asian girl Ao who tried to kill herself but I got a letter from her last night. It's very peculiar because no one else got a letter from her and it was given to me by one of the therapist's at my school. Supposedly this letter she has written me is a "therapeutic assignment" from the Treatment Center she's at now. It said some very bizarre things. Like "Every night before I go to bed I talk about you with my roommates" and "Never in my life have I ever met someone I admired, adored, and respected more." etc. She even said "I love you from the bottom of my heart."
i am however, simultaneously impressed and disgusted that i knew who cindy sherman was at 15.
"Last night I went to NA too, and they were all bitching at me because I “relapsed”. Man, fuck that. I go there because I have to. I had a little bit of alcohol and I don’t see why these hicks get all worked up over nonsense like that anyway. It’s my business, in the first place and they asked me so I told them."
Ohhhhh teenagers.
spent the last 6 months in a pot-induced haze, did nothing productive except come up with a story for my "thesis" which is basically a short film that showcases special effects shots i can do. after scrapping a few ideas i finally decided on a story about a monk who becomes totally obsessed with mortification of the flesh. don't want to give too many spoilers, so i'll leave it at that. i should actually be storyboarding right now instead of doing this but fuck it i'm a slacker. i scrapped stories about a misbehaved child who has an alter-ego in monsterland who can't help but be well behaved so they switch places. and one about a girl who wants to become a nun but a magic bug gives her an acorn which sends her on an acid trip to hell.
read a couple entries from my old livejournal i had when i was 14, jesus christ was i a little hellion. most of it was uncomfortable for me to read, but i did find a few gems...
"I called my Dad last night and he said that I "hurt my therapist's feelings" when I said I didn't want to talk to him."
from my adventures helping out the addicts for community service, apparently i bonded with one of them:
"I talked to this recovering heroin addict for 2 hours on Saturday. I said I would burn her some Portishead, and she gave me this little gargoyle thing."
in regard to a letter from a japanese girl i told to go kill herself:
"I don't know if any one remembers my journal entry about that crazy Asian girl Ao who tried to kill herself but I got a letter from her last night. It's very peculiar because no one else got a letter from her and it was given to me by one of the therapist's at my school. Supposedly this letter she has written me is a "therapeutic assignment" from the Treatment Center she's at now. It said some very bizarre things. Like "Every night before I go to bed I talk about you with my roommates" and "Never in my life have I ever met someone I admired, adored, and respected more." etc. She even said "I love you from the bottom of my heart."
i am however, simultaneously impressed and disgusted that i knew who cindy sherman was at 15.
"Last night I went to NA too, and they were all bitching at me because I “relapsed”. Man, fuck that. I go there because I have to. I had a little bit of alcohol and I don’t see why these hicks get all worked up over nonsense like that anyway. It’s my business, in the first place and they asked me so I told them."
Ohhhhh teenagers.