Saturday, August 25, 2007

...bloggity blog blog.
My roommate and I watched Cursed last night. It's a campy favorite of mine- Wes Craven is awesome- and although it generally flew under the radar when it came out, it's pretty smart and entertaining. I just like it because it kinda makes fun of the whole monster movie thing and it pokes fun at Hollywood at the same time. It's smarter than your average bear.
Ahhhh....school starts on Monday and I am not looking forward to the whole getting up early thing. Blegh. I know eventually I'll start to enjoy my classes, but starting them is going to be a hassle. I must drop one class that is totally screwing up my schedule. Meh. Hopefully I'll get to see our friend today who lives up here. I just started reading Lolita, which I should have read long ago, as I have been reminded by my best friend and my roommate and just about the entire world. Anyway...Amy Winehouse's cd Back to Black is amazing. I think her voice is what has been missing from my music. It seriously is the voice I think pop culture/music culture/whatever needed. It's Saturday. Whoopee.

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

I really love e.e. cummings.

"since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;
wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world
my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry
-the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says
we are for each other: then
laugh leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis"


So...I have moved into my very first apartment with my lovely roommates. School doesn't start for another week and I plan to milk the last few days of freedom as much as possible. Anyway, in the mean time, I'm probably taking my roommates to see superbad, which will be the third time for me. Hahaha. The second time I saw it, I was with my mother. Talk about awkward. But well, the movie is so over the top dirty that it was somehow not as horribly awkward as say, 8 mile, which I also saw with my mother. Oh dear.
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