Films, and such.

listening to: Dirty Little Secrets by All American Rejects

i find myself incresingly concerned with what others think about me. is this the result of junior college life or has it always been present in my system.

this is sad. am i me, or am i just the summation of the opinions of others?

i want to sing aloud to my all-american rejects cd, but im afraid that the neighbours will complain, or worse still, think that im not a good singer.

anyway, life's detoriating. im becoming increasingly detached from the people i need.

i dont know what music to listen to. coldplay is too dramatic for a sunny saturday afternoon, and jack johnson is too laid back. i need something energetic, but not franz ferdinand energetic. oh well, stupid thing to fuss about.

this all american rejects cd isnt as bad as i first thought it was. i always seem to change my opinion about cds after a while.

im scared cause i dont know where my life is heading to. and that i havent been happy for far too long. and what scares me the most is that i want to be alone again.

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd.