"Adam"

http://festival.sundance.org/2009/film_events/films/adam

Is it a bad thing that I absolutely love and almost always prefer to watch movies alone? When watching a movie with someone else I feel the need to have some commentary, yet, I HATE it when someone else asks questions while the movie is going or adds in their own personal commentary. Plus, I'm free to cry and laugh whenever I want without having someone stare at me asking, "are you crying?"

"He's Just Not That Into You"

I could go on forever, but I'll try to keep this short. try




Got the book about 4 or 5 years ago (sophomore or junior year of college) and it really gave me a new incite. Too bad it lasted all of maybe a month, until another guy came along who completely blinded me. ... but for the most part the principles remain the same. Apparently most girls know when a guy isn't into them, well, for me, I'm a dreamer, so there are times when a guy is into me and I have no idea, OR (and this happens more then I'd like) I don't realize when a guy really isn't that into me.

Solution?

Get my heart off my sleeve and get real. When I'm really living my life, I have not time to contemplate if a guy likes me or not, I have too much going on. If for nothing else, college helped me to go through some pretty crummy guys, so, hopefully, I can be more alert.

Just finished the movie. I've been wanting to see it, but I've heard mixed reviews--- I believe these mixed reviews highly depend on the persons own love life and their experiences.

Guys are pretty easy to figure out (for the most part). I've learned a lot. And while there are exceptions, I'm sick of holding out for them. So what if I mess up along the way?? That's what's suppose to happen.

Long distance SUCKS. So why is it that they guys I fall for live so friggen far away???? There is more mystery to them. AND no real commitment for that matter. Do I fear commitment? No. But seems most guys I'm with do (or at least a commitment with me, lol).

It's actually funny to me. I know I'm pretty darn cute, athletic, and energetic---well, I'm marketable, lets put it that way---so it's not that I'm worried if guys will like me, that will happen when it happens. My biggest worry is when? When is it going to happen? And does it just "happen?"

The play "Waiting for Godot" by Beckett, has got to be one of my favs--- the moral, the point, the theme, whatever you want to call it is very clear

NO ONE IS COMING.




Sure I believe in God and all that jazz, that's not what I'm talking about. As far as me pinning away for that perfect someone, well, it's pretty much a waist of time.

I know I'm not meant to live out my existence alone. But I'm caring out my late grandmother's wishes, "have fun while you're young!" She would often say, "go out, play the field, you'll have plenty of time to get married and have kids". I'm in no rush, when it happens, it'll happen........................so true with many many many things in our life that aren't directly in our control.


I'm enough. :)

Live to Dream or Dream to Live?

Too much thinking and not enough "doing". If I did even half as much as I thought, I'm pretty sure this world would be turned up side down--- or at least my life would be. I have enough thoughts to fill more than one lifetime. How much time do we spend thinking? And where does all that thinking leave us?

Or lead us?

Yes, there is time for dreaming, when we are sleeping, but really, what's the point of dreaming in the day? Why?? I ask this question because I do waaaaayyy too much of it. So much that it effect my work. I think of what I'd like to have a lot, but even less time is spent taking the action needed to reach this dream.

My dreams are very realistic. But if I could live in my dream without the work-what a world that would be! So what's more important, the dream or the reality? Both require sacrifice.

I want to live my dreams. They are so wonderful, it would be great to actually feel, smell, touch, and taste them. Yum!

I begin to live my dream.