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Thursday, June 12, 2003

 



Which Donnie Darko character are you? by Shay


I saw Donnie Darko for the first time today. Wow. It was more confusing than the first Matrix, almost. Twas a very cool movie, and it made me think.

What made it better was its excessive use of Jake Gyllenhaal, which is alllways a good thing. If only I could have excessive use of Jake Gyllenhaal...wait...am I thinking aloud?

Hee.

I hadn't seen Alix, mah PV buddy, since she came and saw The Yellow Boat last year at my school. Crikies, that's awhile. But at least we had bunches of fun today.

See Donnie Darko, if you can, ever. That is all

Monday, June 09, 2003

 
There are the kinds of people that listen to loud, uncomfortable music by Staind and then turn to their songwriting notebooks and write depressing poetry in their own blood. Fortunately, I've not met one of these people, so I stick to writing poetry in my little splotchy composition book with a ballpoint pen. I guess I'm one of the lucky ones.

Sometimes I fall asleep while listening to music.

When I hear the right song, I'll dream about myself in a huge open field, spinning around and around and never getting dizzy. Then, if I fall down, I can feel the wind rushing against my back and my head softly hitting the ground.

Other times, I'll imagine myself playing a large black piano in a white room, all alone. My fingers fly through the arpeggios without faltering, like they do when I'm awake.

Even other times, I'll just dream about walking down a crowded street. But all I can see in the dreams are other peoples' eyes. Browns and blues and hazels and greens, all passing me on the street. I never notice the other parts of them, or even if I actually know them. Just dozens of normal, everyday people with piercing eyes.

I'd never want some professional person to analyze the way I think, because sometimes I think it would be better left alone. Some subconscious mystery I wouldn't want to know anyway.

I want to spin around forever and ever.

There are bugs in my bed. How do I sleep tonight?

"Times are hard for dreamers."

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