Sunday, August 27, 2006
-Stuffs-
Movies I want to Catch(or buy the DVD)- Little Man (5)- She's the Man (5)- Love Wreck (4) - Click! (5)- My Super Ex-girlfriend (3)Numbers indicate how much I want to watch the movie. Now, who's gonna bring me to watch all these movies during the Sept hols??*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-
(Picture of no relation to post, just something I created)
My sister's kinda mad at me now. She wants to do something with me, and watching TV won't do... She says I'm getting boring, like how adults are. When we were younger, we used to coplan to each other about how boring adults were, and we would play together, in our own little world. The adults would be boring, and we would be fun. It's one of those things which seperate adults from kids, you know. Like how kids have to eat their brocolli, adults don't. Like how kids can run around the park screaming and adults can't. Like how kids can play all day long, but adults have to work. So kids are fun, but adults are boring. See? Yeah, I do want to spend time with her. She says all I do is play the computer, or hole myself up, and yeah, ok, that's true. But I want to watch Just Like Heaven, and I don't mind doing that with her. But she doesn't want that. I know full well what she wants, she doesn't have to tell me.She wants to grab at that carefree time which is slowly slipping away, trickling through your fingers as quickly as you're trying to salvage what's left. And so do I, so do I. But I'm too far gone already, and she's not. She needs me to help her grasp at the last threads of those times, but I can't, not anymore. I'm not too far gone to remember, however, how we used to play.There were fairies in the balcony, we would wake up at 3am in the morning to go look for fairies together. We would live on an island, open the tent up, and we would live in it for the rest of the time. We would fall in love with some imaginary Mr Perfect, and we would live in a castle. We were deer, and the living room was the woods, brimming with life. Stuff like that. I stopped around pri4 or pri5, and she's this age now. What I think is that she needs to bring some friend over to play stuff like this with her, because I don't have the time, or the imagination I used to have anymore. Long ago my imagination was boundless. The living room was the forest, and yes, the living room was definitely the forest. There were no chairs, just logs. No lights, just dappled sunlight streaming past the leaves. No flooring, just mud and undergrowth. That kind of thing. Well... Sorry I had to grw up. I did try to dance with her, and since I was taller, I did the male role; I spun her out, she spun herself in. It would be perfect if someone else did the male part for me. Even though I am a horrible, horrible dancer. Hey, I can dream, can't I? *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Then again, I do have my fairytales too.
| so spoken! @ 9:18 PM|
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