By the way, I have an unhealthy relationship with the movie Amelie. If I had a choice, I would have plastered .gif images from the movie all over this sheet of blank internet space. Honestly, every scene is a work of art. I know I know, blogs aren't Tumblr posts- well sucks to your assmar because here are very memorable scenes that I happen to enjoy very much.
Actually, I take that back- I never did truly enjoy Titanic: one, I hated the fact that Rose lived and Jack died, second, that damn plank was big enough to carry the two, and third, the old lady just chucks the priceless piece of jewelry into the water instead of investing it or giving it to charity. Yes, I know it's for the sake of "romance", but apparently her priorities weren't aligned with mine.
John Bender's epic fist punch in the air as the song "Don't You Forget About Me" played in the background reduced me to a state of fantasizing life in the 80s. And the movie Amelie? I have a slight unhealthy relationship with that movie because of my constant obsession with it. Her hair, her smile, her demure fashion choices made me crave to be a idiosyncratic character in my freshman year in high school. I loved putting my hands inside a bag full of beans, cracking creme brulee, and I spied on the neighbours and their dysfunctional Shihtzu. One of these days, I will have a massive blog post dedicated to Amelie. Hold me up to it, will ya?
So, these epic scenes you see, made me want to have a musical moment. I picture my life in a series of movie stills. Once, I stood outside in front of my friend's lawn and looked out at the corn fields. I immediately thought Napoleon Dynamite and was tempted to do his shuffle dance on the school stage.
Anyways, as for memorable moments, I suppose I can't wait for one to happen. As my dad once told me, I should "do", and not wonder about "could've"s and "would've"s. It's already 2014 and I should probably get off the couch. Also, stop procrastinatin' blog writing. It's been what, more than four months since the last post? Man, I have to be faithful to this thing, or it'll just be covered with dust the next time I write in it.
Yeah, the last time I wrote on this blog, the air was warm and it was okay to have bra straps showing on my shoulders. I still had blue hair then. Now, when I go outside, snot freezes. My brain hurts because it's so cold and the sunny sun sun is oh so deceptive. Because of the wind, the weather forecast is currently -37 degrees Celsius. As a person from the West coast, this is somewhat fascinating. I can't walk for less than five minutes without running back into my apartment to regenerate and wait for my body to thaw. Ooh, damn you cold– it just pushes me to procrastinate and watch Youtube videos and stay with my parents for one hour longer. I actually have a test to study for and a speech to perform, but have put it off for 3 weeks. I just can't do it.
So is this 2014? Will procrastination, indifference and an attitude of longing be a key trait in building my identity? God, I hope not.
