January 2010
63 posts
Darn.
putasmileonmyface:
prettyhippo:
I got distracted on the way to my dvds. Which really sucks because now I feel like shit. I found my notebook from some of my freshman, all of sophomore and part of my junior year of high school. And I flicked through the pages and was like, “Wow, this was me.” But I can’t be proud that I’ve grown as a person, because I haven’t. I’ve gotten worse. Now more than...
Darn.
I got distracted on the way to my dvds. Which really sucks because now I feel like shit. I found my notebook from some of my freshman, all of sophomore and part of my junior year of high school. And I flicked through the pages and was like, “Wow, this was me.” But I can’t be proud that I’ve grown as a person, because I haven’t. I’ve gotten worse. Now more than...
Fantastic.
So I just watched Up and The Maiden Heist. Two super films. Now I’m going to watch episodes of the American version of Life On Mars. Then I might finish the evening with SNL and Abel Ferrara’s, King of New York. I love Abel Ferrara, can you really get anymore honest than that man? And please don’t press the heart in the upper right hand corner if you don’t know who he is....
Octa.
Thank you for asking. I am happy to report that the fever is gone and I think the sore throat and headaches are going away too. I miss you too, but I will be seeing you monday. :)
Swimming.
Great White Sharks are so incredibly, but I wish I was a Whale Shark.
Andrea....
You make it sound like those times are over! I remember how those phone calls were mostly far apart. The aliens are still there in the microwave. Like just the other day, I went to nuke a taco and when I opened the door to the metal box, there was this huge puddle of this unidentifiable liquid. Proof! Evidence of the little invaders!
Indeed.
I still don’t think that I’m ready for Earth.
Deliverance.
This film was definitely not what I expected, but still creepy in its own way. I can understand why it’s such a defining movie, but I felt that there wasn’t much to Burt Reynolds’ character, and I think that there could have been much more to Bobby’s character. But I did like Jon Voight and I certainly think that it’s worth watching.
Steams My Clams.
I hate people who have nothing better to do with their time then to talk about themselves. Endlessly. There’s such a big world full of beautiful things and still they can only see themselves. It drives me nuts.
KRYSTAL!!!!!
You have made me so very happy with that post. I clicked and was transported to what must be heaven. I apologize for the lateness of your ipod, I have put it in my backpack as not to forget it again. I have added 361 songs. Once again, thank you!
Holy Balls.
Life would be so much more fun if I had a little Christopher Walken in my pocket. I would never stop laughing.
CONFUSED!!!
Okay, so I’m always like, “I don’t need anybody,” and, “I don’t want to live long enough to be old,” but watching The Notebook makes me want a nice guy to grow old with. What the hell? I should stop watching these horribly sappy movies. They play with my mind.
Why?
Why does The Notebook have to be so sad? I mean, I cry three times in like fifteen minutes. When when Allie remembers, I cry. When she forgets and Noah cries, I cry. And then when they die, I cry again. The movie should have ended like the book, old Allie and Noah do the nasty in the nursing home.
R.I.P.
Just now I found out that the great J. D. Salinger died yesterday. I think that he was a brilliant man and I thoroughly enjoyed reading Catcher In The Rye freshman year. He’s one of those people that you just wish you could’ve known. He is one of my many heroes and the world has suddenly lost a lot in his death.
January 1, 1919-January 27, 2010
I wish I had something to say.
“Who do I have to blow to get a break around here?”
– Christopher Walken, SNL Skit
P.S. Katelinn
What the hell? That blows.
Katelinn
Thank you so much. I truly appreciate it. :)
My Brain!
Having a fever definitely puts things in perspective. There’s nothing like lying there in the dark, freezing, and your only thought being, “Wow, I am so grateful that I have a butt.”
Octa.
Don’t dream of bald people and teachers with BB guns and I’ll definitely be there.
Love you too.
Jed.
Victory!!!!
I PASSED PHYSICS!!!!!! NO MORE 69 FOR ME!!!!
Why thank you, Octa!
Sorry you’re alone today. And I think I will take a nap. Or play an online game. :)
Just Simply Fantastic.
I think I’m dying. And I don’t mean the whole, “my heart is broken and now I am withering away,” thing. I mean I’m sick and I feel like ass. I’m in bed and not moving and I don’t feel like doing school work, so does anyone have and suggestions as to what could entertain me?
Dove do mio passione andare?
Somehow, I have lost my passion. I am sure that it once was there, but now I know that it is not. Or maybe I just don’t know what it is anymore.
What is your passion? (Once you’ve answered, perhaps you could make one up for me?)
Conundrum.
I am going through a HUGE Christopher Walken phase. It’s kind of awkward.
GASP!!!
Sometimes I think I want kids in the future just so I can be one of those weird parents that yells awkward things to my children in front of their friends.
Big Sighs.
As I sit here right now, watching The Golden Globes, I can’t help but feel sad knowing that most of my friends have no idea who Martin Scorsese is, or Harvey Keitel, Alfred Hitchcock, Jodie Foster, Mel Brooks, Rex Harrison, Woody Allen, John Wayne and many artists outside of the movie business as well, such as Patti Smith, Fleetwood Mac, Roy Orbison and so many others. How come hardly any...
Can Anyone Second This?
I love these eyebrows.
R.I.P.
I had no idea that John Hughes died. I obviously don’t get out much. This man was the shit and accomplished so much. For those who can’t place achievements with the name, he was the creator of brilliant films such as:
Mr. Mom
The Breakfast Club
Sixteen Candles
Pretty in Pink
Uncle Buck
Home Alone
Ferris Bueller’s Day Off
Planes, Trains & Automobiles
She’s...
VH1
Am I the only one watching the Critic’s Choice Movie Awards?
I am soooo rooting for Quentin Tarantino all the way!!!
Failure.
Does anyone out there know how I can find a teacher that won’t mind me wasting their time? I need to find another advisor for my senior project.
Pretty.
“I will kiss you from the very second the sun closes its eyes to dream, to the very moment that it wakes. Then I will sleep beside you with my arms wrapped around your body. I will live on the love you breathe into my withering heart. And days will pass to years in this fashion, knowing that I am yours, and you are my life.”
Reblog if youre single, right now.
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does it count if you enjoy it?
Hold My Pocket.
My lonely pocket is rather empty.
Happy?
Ginger Ale, Cheez-Its, and Moon River. Is this bliss?
Teachers.
I absolutely hate people who try to teach me things that I don’t care about. Try it, and I swear that I won’t look at you.
WatchI really don’t understand the rage about the butter scene. But I love the tango.
“Hannibal Lecter: Tell me, Senator: did you nurse Catherine yourself?
Senator...”
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My Ugly Bear.
I hate knowing that someone is just hanging around waiting for someone else. And all you really want to do is scream, “Hey, I’m right here!”
Freaky.
I would like people to tell me at least their five favorite movies. But there are rules. I don’t want to hear the same old bullshit, The Godfather, The Titanic, Harry Potter…. I want people to list movies that nobody knows about. Or maybe I should say, movies that are not famous, but amazing. Or movies that have been forgotten. Here are mine (Even though they’re not quite that...
BFFs.
I find it funny that it’s the people close to me that remind me that I’ll never find someone just because I’m myself.
Awkward Guacamole.
Sick hearts today. My soulmate is my dvd collection. Do not piss on my love.
Awesome, yet slightly Disturbing. →
Watch the videos.
“I don’t feel I have to wipe everybody out, Tom. Just my enemies.”...”
“I know it was you Fredo. You broke my heart. You broke my heart!”
Michael...”