Favorite Movies in no particular order : Good Will Hunting, Breakfast on Pluto, Stateside, 3-Iron,
Movies I want to see: Pan's Labyrinth, Hannibal Rising, Smokin' Aces and something else I can't remember.
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Has said: "I gave up basic math skills for art."
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procrastinationposted Feb 22nd 2007, 3:27AM
Mood: Disturbed
Music: Ray Charles
I'm really pissed off right now... maybe just severely annoyed, but pissed off. I've realized now that this mood is something I'll quickly get over. I'm probably just withdrawing off of all the caffiene I consumed yesterday, either that or I'm just hungry. People in my house won't shut the hell up and the only thing keeping me from unloading my frustration in other things but my own mind is the fact that I'm better off than most and no one has decided that I need a perscription- which is probably due to the fact that the apple doesn't fall far from the adhd-ridden/hyper-active/pms-ing tree.
I finished two paintings last night. I don't like either of them. I feel as if one should be darker, and the other one was a complete waste of time. My wrist aches. A part of me feels happy that my wrist aches, because that part believes that my wrist is letting me know that it'd rather have the rest of me go insane instead of giving up on the two paintings. The other half says: It's not enough. Enough for what though?
I'm starting to think too much. I think that one of the reasons why I talk so loud and so much is because it takes my mind off of the thousands of things going on in my head. Even as I type this I am smiling, because I am thinking of how foollish I am, some if not most of the time.
My brain just stopped, so I am going to eat some of the spagehtti and asparagus that a certain crazy-lady has cooked me and stop beating myself over the head for things that don't exist, and things that aren't my fault.
I am reading Howl's Moving Castle (the book, not the silly manga or the movie that I absolutely love and have watched about ten times)I forgot the author's name already... Diana something... but it's a good book. The story is a lot different from the movie, which is fine. My favorite character is Howl,(the Howell a.k.a. 'Howl' from the book) because he reminds me of myself in many ways, and, his wonderful enchanted coat.
Go and laugh at something now, before a tiny purple gnome comes to you and slaps you with a giant, slimy catfish.