still my favorite movie, it squeezes by pineapple express, so those two movies are the movies i recommend you seeing =] my favorite is that no one reads this, but i still feel better writing it down =]
(500) days of summer opened limited release, that means new hampshire isn't showing it anywhere, which makes me sad, because i'll have to travel to danvers... not that that's a bad thing, some of my childhood summers were spent there, but it's pretty much a day trip, so i'd visit andrew too, but we work pretty much opposite shifts
it's my birthday wednesday, andrew is going to try to come up, but alas, we are poor kids, so hopefully as a 'birthday present' he can come up for stranger than fiction and fun times
improv clash night two was fun, michelle is the sweetest thing ever, i'm glad we're friends with some of the cast, they're really cool individuals... my favorite part was when michelle and bp acted out a scene where michelle talked to her deodorant... it made me think of my poem, about the author... i'm going to post it here now =]
I entered this world
a regular girl
not familiar with reality.
I’m from a small town
you can’t bring me down
my feelings know nothing but happy.
My mind lives in a land
most don’t understand
it’s quite a strange place, I would know.
Not but two clouds in the sky
if I jump I can fly
and my landings are gentle and slow.
I sit on a building block
my possessions can talk
you know they have feelings too!
I love everything in life
morning, noon and night
because loving is what I love to do.
My enemy count is zero
I love playing the hero
and in my world everyone wins.
We are given second chances
and beautiful romances
when one stops, a new one begins.
Music plays everywhere
every person cares
about problems and stories we hold.
Singing is common
and dancing not forgotten
and everything’s treated as gold.
Flowers bloom from sorrow
always looking to tomorrow
every shot is a hole-in-one.
I feel like I’m sailing
fresh air I’m inhaling
no story ends before a new one’s begun.
A child at heart
writing is my art
and with it I find peace and joy.
I’ll never grow up
not by chance or luck
but because it’s little things I enjoy.
Pencil in hand
paper at my command
I am in this world all the time.
Perfect it is not
like most, it has flaws
but I am happy to call it mine.
i will be a little late to the final improv clash because walmart owns my soul =/ but no worries, i'll make it in time for the fun! =]
i'm off like a prom dress!
