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I watched Two Weeks Notice again and I have to say it is not as heartwarming as I remembered it to be. For some reason when I saw it in the cinema with Dad (i think) it seemed more special. But now I see it for what it really is; just another hollywood romantic comedy - a good one, but one none the less.
You know, it's scary when you can identify completely with Sandra Bullock's character almost completely. I took a good hard look at her character's emotionally-compulsive eating, her perfectionist attitude towards her work, her ability to withstand bullshit cause she somehow thinks it's worth it in the big picture and her unladylikeness and thought, 'Yup! that's me'. Thankfully I'm not quite the social activist she is.
Anyhow. I wonder how things are going back home. I wonder where all my stuff is. Where my clothes and books are. Isn't it strange how almost everything I now own can be fitted into two boxes? My whole life in two boxes. In earlier years that never would have been possible. Anyway, I hope Dad's been finding places for them somewhere, although I hope he didn't end up asking either Kim or Mjelva cause that's just weird (maybe I should have given you both a heads up first anyway).
It's getting hard to fall asleep again. I thought all that stuff was over, but last night when Dom was still here I took forever to get to sleep. And I thought about Max and April and Kim and Mj and parents and family. And I also had a really weird dream which was horrible, and even though I don't remember it I know I wanted to see how it would end. Unfortunately someone (*cough..... cough*) grabbed my hand and it was instantly terminated. Oh well.
So yeah... anyway. I have two lectures tomorrow and I have to go change my subjects as well as to go get a notepad for this term. Meeting Liz at 2pm for coffee. Can't wait to see that girl. I've missed her.
Anyway, better be off to bed. Got a 11am class tomorrow.
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Martina.
Tina. Marty. Marts.
TiniTinyTina!
An iTram.
An 'IT' ram. (the jay chou of sheep)
celestial beings.
10:53 PM, Monday, March 03, 2008
I miss you like hell. I wish more than ever that you were here. To talk to, to tickle, to hug. It would make everything so, so wonderful. But anyway...I watched Two Weeks Notice again and I have to say it is not as heartwarming as I remembered it to be. For some reason when I saw it in the cinema with Dad (i think) it seemed more special. But now I see it for what it really is; just another hollywood romantic comedy - a good one, but one none the less.
You know, it's scary when you can identify completely with Sandra Bullock's character almost completely. I took a good hard look at her character's emotionally-compulsive eating, her perfectionist attitude towards her work, her ability to withstand bullshit cause she somehow thinks it's worth it in the big picture and her unladylikeness and thought, 'Yup! that's me'. Thankfully I'm not quite the social activist she is.
Anyhow. I wonder how things are going back home. I wonder where all my stuff is. Where my clothes and books are. Isn't it strange how almost everything I now own can be fitted into two boxes? My whole life in two boxes. In earlier years that never would have been possible. Anyway, I hope Dad's been finding places for them somewhere, although I hope he didn't end up asking either Kim or Mjelva cause that's just weird (maybe I should have given you both a heads up first anyway).
It's getting hard to fall asleep again. I thought all that stuff was over, but last night when Dom was still here I took forever to get to sleep. And I thought about Max and April and Kim and Mj and parents and family. And I also had a really weird dream which was horrible, and even though I don't remember it I know I wanted to see how it would end. Unfortunately someone (*cough..... cough*) grabbed my hand and it was instantly terminated. Oh well.
So yeah... anyway. I have two lectures tomorrow and I have to go change my subjects as well as to go get a notepad for this term. Meeting Liz at 2pm for coffee. Can't wait to see that girl. I've missed her.
Anyway, better be off to bed. Got a 11am class tomorrow.
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