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I can listen to songs I haven't listened to in 4 or 5 years, like the one I wrote on my "Music" box for this journal just now. But even then, all those years later, first listening to it again will be a mystery. But then I'll think "wow, this song's pretty good?" like clockwork. But then I'll start singing along. And then I'll wonder how I know the ( Read more... )

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Well, inspired to write. My mind...is just on some other plane. Thanks everything scattered on my desk.

This week was just outrageous overall. Yet incredibly exhausting. And somehow incredibly satisfying.

It's like every night was another essay I had to dig deep for. American Beauty gender analysis for media criticism. Chatman vs. Gunning narrative ( Read more... )

One of the more perplexing cases of totally overblown hype recorded in human history would have to be Del Toro's Pan's Labyrinth. Best movie of 2006? No. Best foreign movie of 2006? Still no. Top 25 of 2006? Not even.

If you can watch that and The Lives of Others twice each (hell, see The Devil's Backbone too) and still say that Pan's Labyrinth is ( Read more... )

I'd been waiting months to go with my friends to Cancun tomorrow morning. I got there, around 4:30 AM and all my friends got in and I ended up having an expired passport from traveling to Belguim as a minor. They all left and I had to stay home.

After telling them I'm not coming I've 1-dayed renewed my passport and booked a new flght for tomorrow ( Read more... )

As as Chris' feet stamped like an elephant across the wet pavement of my driveway and then dry thuds on the neighbors grass, all I could think was "Balls, what the fuck is going on?" I wish I could put that more eloquently, but the moment was complex in more ways that one can really imagine, given the circumstances present ( Read more... )

Listening to this song for the first time in a long time, I can't help but look at my window at New York City in the darkness of early morning and instead see the sun rising over Rockville Centre. I think of all the nights over summer, when I'd work during the day, be with friends doing whatever at night and then come home to this, a true constant ( Read more... )

Tonight I saw something that changed my life.

And it wasn't a film. It was my life. Bear with me here.

While at school my best friend in the world (also known as the ex-girlfriend) told me that a friend had been in the hospital from the grade below me, or her grade. I heard his name and I thought: how tragic...how twisted. This doesn't make any sense ( Read more... )

Not to be overtly dramatic but it is amazing what a consumption and stronghold this journal had on my life through the years. Going back and reading the entries I can't help but be insanely curious as to how my former being has shaped my current self. My immaturity from 9th shifting into 10th grade marked for what can be dismissed a mere "phase" ( Read more... )