dear summertime, i'm glad it's over between us. you've been cruel.

you should have loved me ♥

refrain

A man of words and not of deeds is like a garden full of weeds.

i've lost my voice

“And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.”

—Sylvia Plath

over the rainbow

nada

I mean...not really, but kind of.

open letter

dear london,

please don't have bank riots this summer.
please let me get into the arts admin program.
please love me as i love you.

love,
suz

yep.....

This is how I'm feeling lately.

yawn

i don't sleep. i rarely dream. my head is constantly in the clouds.

golden statues, lovely gowns, ridiculous montages, awkward remarks and rpattz

MT ATTEMPT at live blogging attempt (probably should use twitter, but....whatever.):

rob's pre-show interview was standardly awkward (he was charmingly maladroit as usual. yawn. swoon).

diane lane & josh brolin, anne hathaway and natlie portman looked dishy

the stage/sets were gorgeous this year & oh, hugh.

penelope's speech was devine & so gracious! (oddly enough, i quite literally got a bloody nose in the middle of her speech).

dustin lance black ♥ simon beaufoy (thank you for writing MILK & slumdog millionaire)

oh.holy.jesus. - rob & amanda seyfried looked absolutely sublime next to each other. wow.

cheers, ben stiller, cheers.

heath.

marion cotillard...jaw dropping elegance.

KATE!!! SLUMDOG!!!

PS. definitely tweeting next time

exactly

"I’m a far more flawed human being than you realize. My sickness is a lot worse than you think: it has deeper roots. And that’s why I want you to go on ahead of me if you can. Don’t wait for me. Sleep with other girls if you want to. Don’t let thoughts of me hold you back. Just do what you want to do. Otherwise, I might end up taking you with me, and that is the one thing I don’t want to do. I don’t want to interfere with your life. I don’t want to interfere with anybody’s life. Like I said before, I want you to come to see me every once in a while, and always remember me. That’s all I want."
—Norwegian Wood, Haruki Murakami

I'm much happier on tumblr!!!

http://splendidly.tumblr.com/

I'll be there most of the time (its better for us both I think)

dearly beloved, we are gathered together to get through this thing called life

I conclude that my family, my cat, my country, my school, my old friends, my body, Revolutionary Road (amaaaazing), The Wrestler (double amaaaazing) and my shoes are all conspiring against me.

dead aim

pretty amazing how a month can change almost EVERYTHING.