Saturday, November 29, 2008

my arrested development

So, okay – I somehow managed to get really good marks on all my mid-terms (an absolute mind-blower) and even baked a bit for Thanksgiving an all...and all this whilst maintaining my composure at the constant barrage of Twilight hype.

Oh. Holy. Jesus.

Yes – I am quite the Pattinson fan (can’t wait for Little Ashes)! He is very talented and yes....he really is so very, very pretty.


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- Exhibit A -

But seriously! Seriously. No, seriously.

Let the performers/filmmakers take a breather and for god’s sakes people give your hard earned and thin American dollars to smaller films too!

Or even big films, but just support other things as well (i.e. Milk!!!).

Having said that, I thought the movie was really lovely - I thought Catherine Hardwicke did a great job – obviously, I have a bit of a crush on Billy Burke now – and an even bigger crush on Rob Pattinson - and thought the film felt, I don’t know, oddly personal (well I guess the novels do too). Anyway, I enjoyed it...in spite of its rather silly and angst-y bits. Okay, so yeah.

(I also thought Australia was tremendous, despite most critics’ opinions. I can’t argue with their criticism, I just could not care less – I love Baz Luhrman. period.)

Oh...and I am soooo keen on myself right now because I even found time to see Afghanistan: Hidden Treasures from the National Museum, Kabul at the Asian Art Museum. It was **humbling**. When you first enter the exhibition space it’s just a bit.... well, underwhelming really, but then, somehow very stealthy & subtly (there’s a slow build) as you meander through the multiple galleries and by the end it absolutely gives you tingles all over. And ridiculously, true to form....I cried.

Now, if I could only sit down and read my Proust (instead of, you know, Perez Hilton) I might somehow and sort of resemble the person I'd like to be.

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Friday, November 7, 2008

insomnia deja vu....um, again.

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I ever so foolishly gave up sleeping pills for 5 days...and now haven't slept in 4 days. I'm in knots in the middle and cloudy ribbons in my head. So, tonight I give in.....sweet Doxylamine!

I've been listening to a lot of old Cure songs lately and these lyrics from Closedown just seemed stunningly apt to my life right now -

I'm running out of time
I'm out of step and
closing down and
never sleep for wanting hours....
the empty hours of greed
and uselessly
always the need
to feel again the real belief
of something more than mockery
if only I could
fill my heart with love.