i watched ai tonight, i was on the edge of my seat when bo got on stage to perform, he sang a song called, i forget...that's not the title of the song,but for the life of me, I can't remember what song it was. Anyway it was one of my fave performance by him, there was just something about it that reeked authenticity, it didn't lok like he was on Ai, it looked like he was singing a song in one of his gig, you can just feel the spirit of the music...he wasn't singing...he was oozing it...I think it helped that the song was not familiar to me, it sounded ambigous, there were no catchy riffs or hooks, the fixed Ai band, pretty much sucked. which made Bo's aunthenticity stand out all the more.
any suggestions on how to make my blog look good? It seriously fugly.....where's Oprah and her minions when you need her?
my blog seriously has very low self esteem. it is whispering to me, asking for permission to just curl into a ball and roll, die in the darkest corner of the room... now should i say yes?
what does the appearance of yr blog tell about you as a person?
i guess i have the ugliest blog here. it shouts" I am an unloved blog, I am a deadbeat of a blog, I have a ghost of a shoutbox on my side that I carry as dead weight" I'm fugly..fugly....fugly....fugly.....
I wonder if other bloggers are concerned about the appearance of their blogs, do they feel the need to maintain it's healthy appearance? or buy it stuff from the blogstore to make it happy? I usually just starve my blog.... it gets what it deserves. anyway, i've decided I'll be writing here more often.
i haven't touched these pages in ages. damn that rhymhes...grrrrr...it's impossible to spell rhyyme...did I get it right this time? didn't think so...hihihihih
Sometimes when you're really down & out your thoughts get too ugly. maybe this is why I've been staying away from this place. I dind't want to see in solid letters, how bad it really is, i've bee wanting to get on meds, but really it's not a solution, it only ties you over until the good time arrives, that is to say, when you feel atleast start to feel better. but i don't feel that I'm that sad yet..... by that i don't really mean sad, for lack of better words to represent how sh8ty I really feel. I say sad.
Anyway this sucks.... i'm getting headaches again & I feel like i'm floating in outerspace when I'm walking down the streets. It usually happens when I get this *sad*. Oh well If I could only find something, a little thing that
would bring me a little bit of happiness..I would stop nagging.
I went to X this afternoon and nearly had a heart attack on the way. I am afflicted by his terrible sickness called panic attacks. Its symptoms ranges from nervousness, dizziness, a sense of weightlessness, nervousness and heavy breathing. Luckily by the time I arrived at X, the dizziness was gone. Nothing momentous ever happens in my life it seems. everything is so silent, like that Bjork song with the dancing mailbox. It's a silence that hits you before the storm. Except my silence remains intack. Oh well, I don't really have anything else to say, I just wanted to see my thoughts, running on the pages of a blank screen, pretty kewl. I'm a geek.
I am reading some of Robert Bly's poetry. I reall don't get him, to me his words seem stoic and cold, I dunno I guess he's just not my cup of tea, I cannot feel any emotional connection whatsoever to his work. Or maybe I'm just not trying hard enough.
pretty damn much. I love the world that Cuaron created, he took it out of the realm of pure kiddo fantasy and made it more real and haunting for the rest of us. In my head I am conviced that this place actually exists in this world, except I'm not a wizard, but a poor miserable useless muggle, so this world will never open up to me.
Cuaron gave the movie heart. There are so many scenes in this movie that are so poetic, it makes me wanna cry. I think the kid that played harry Potter did a superb job, he carried the whole movie, without him the movie wouldn't have been the same.
I love the soundtrack too, very alternative. very funky, like Hagrid's suit complete with a yellow polka dot tie.
I love the scene with the dementors towards the end, that's one of my fave cinematic moments ever. & what can I say about buckbeat???? he's definitely one of the stars in this movie.
I will stay away from details coz i don't wanna ruin it for those poor infortunate soul who hasn't seen this movie. Let's just say that it's a masterpiece, with a magical twist.
I've forgotten why I started doing this in the first place. I haven't updated in ages, I've forgoten I even have an account. That always happens to me everytime I try something new. I lose interest shortly after. But I should try to keep this up from now, just to keep my mind from caving in on itself.
Tiny little earthquakes are rocking my world. It feels good to drivel.
I am getting terribly addicted to reality shows. There's this one show called starting over that really hooks me. The plotline is basically this: A bunch of crazy women with boat load of issues get to live in the same house, to try to reinvent themselves. They get a resident therapist, a life counselor, a budget, pre-planned activities, group therapy sessions and an isolated confession booth, where they get to profess all of their misgivings and rat on the other people in the house. This whole experience is supposed to have the effects of, unleashinging a whole new perspective in life, forming new friendships, and getting a brighter, shiny-er you, in other words, like an upgrade. I don't know yet if someone wins a million dollars in the end. I guess I'll be tuning in to find out. ggggggrrrrrrrrrr..... i hate myself.
if i was only born a genius, i wouldn't worry about being a useless human paper weight, occupying space. it's a terrible thing to wake up one day, and realize all your dreams are gone. that either age has caught up with you. or that 'this little thing' with feathers as Emily Dickinson would say, has utterly abandone you. i have the worst case of writer's known to man. it feels strange, like being lost in a barren desert, and being completely resigned to your fate.
ofcourse there's always a possiblity of escape, but also the possiblity of dying.
i can't tell anymore which one tastes sweeter. i wanna set foot in the ocean.
If life was like the movies which movie would you wanna be in? I am thinking of the movie, Breakfast at Tiffany's, that movie is so sad and beautiful. Like when the sky is raining and the sun is shining at the same time, you see a rainbow. As if the sky doesn't know if it's happy or sad, it decides to be both. So it puts on a mask that has a face of a rainbow to make everyone happy.
become a ninja. He's got a demon stuck inside his belly, that's why he's an outcast in his village. Too bad I didn't see the beginning of the series. I think I missed about 20 episodes, animes are so cool, and so melodramatic, and the the animation is fantabulous.
i'm afraid to wake up. i'm afraid to speak. i'm afraid to open my mouth in fear that this very innocuous gesture might attract flies. like little-bits of thoughts that you jot down on a piece of napkin, and forget that you've written, until it has taken up residence in a wastebasket piled underneath some heavy heap of oozy junk, my life has suddenly taken a plunge towards the deep end, (unmeasurable to man).
i wish i had something happy to say, i wish i didn't feel like a fish drowning in an empty fishbowl. i wish i had a magical red balloon that would fly me away from this place.
i wish i could eat heaps of apples brimming in a basket and be happy all the time
i wish i had a panda friend big and furry who'd eat bamboo all day long. i wish..i wish.. i wish....
throught the vastness of time and space. i welcome infinity. i've found heaven in a bluejar. all the stars ever hung in the sky dancing in tandem with everyone i've ever loved. i am drifting in a boat destined to crash into the ocean. brimming with tired love&wisdom my soul can fill the gulf of cathedrals. like stars that are about to turn into a wish, we make one last plea for our bodies to be saved. As we explode into a million fragments of light, our shadows make whirlwinds in the ocean.
I was watching an old re-run of Oprah a few day ago * sheepish smile* and she mentioned something about Bono receiving a nomination for the Nobel Peace Price. I think this happened sometime last year. But Anyway I thought it was really kewl that he got that acknowledgement. Because I know he has exerted so much effort in bringing light to various causes for humanity, such as drop the debt, bringing attention to the aids epidemic in Africa, social activism for peace and so on. Although I'm not a big fan of U2, in some way I am a big fan of Bono. I admire anyone who has the courage to become bigger that themselves, to come to the aid of someone who is suffering or less fortunate than themselves. I think it a heroic effort that can be done by anyone at any given time in their lives. It just comes more effortlessly with some people than in others. It's almost as if compassion is a calling. I think many possess compassion in their hearts, but doesn't have the ability to share it with others. It just gives me hope when you see it in someone. It reminds you that it should be done, (It's very easy to forget). Especially when it somebody like Bono because he's a star, he's very famous...and his kewl. ) People see him, they listen to him, they buy u2 records. Hopefullyin their own way, he will inspire them to do good. Because truth be known, I would hate to live in a world full of mean bastards, where's the fun in that?
i just realized that i've been neglecting my entries. ihaven'twrittenhereinages . b u t nobo dy cares. The wheel of life still go on spinning. when i die i wonder how fast i'd be forgotten. but our thoughts survive us, pictures, diaries, photographs, home videos and such- remnants of our previous lives for our loved ones to treasure. that's a comforting thought in a way, the idea that you could leave traces of yourself as you once were. DO all MUSHROOMS go to heaven? truffles certainly do..but what about the black spotted ones that grow in wild bushes....
What wonders will the new year bring I wonder. Will I be sad, wil I be lonely, or will i be happie, like angels are happy when they get their wings? [i]who needs feet when I can fly? _frida kahlo.[/i] Do you believe in angel blessing? do u see salvation in a bowl of cheerios? I invited death to my doorstep but he looked at me and turned away. I will always be alone.
I just saw frida, it was a good movie; but it could've been better, it could've been sublime. I just wished that the dialogue was in Spanish w/ english subtitles, it would've given the movie an air of authenticity. The cinematography was wonderful, it made u feel like you were inside the movie. I guess it conveyed the feelings that the character Frida was trying to potray. But in the back of my head, I just couldn't forget that I was watching Selma Hayek, which is never good, you want to see the character and not the actress. My favorite part of the movie was the song that was played in the end called Burn it Blue... by Caetano Veloso and Lila Dawn. It was so passionate and full of life. For me, it summed up what the movie was trying to say. I just wish that I could find a live version of this song, I've been in love w/ it ever since I heard it sung in the grammys. Fudge, I can't believe Eminem won best original song that year. One good thing about this movie was I came away from it wanting to find out more about Frida, the artist. She seemed like an intriguing individual with a true vision.
Oh well, the next stop for me is Finding Nemo, I can't wait to see it, I've heard so many good things about it. I hope it's cute.
