Happiness seems to go hand-in-hand with laziness. The more content you become, the more you begin to slack off. Of the late I’ve begun to sleep for longer periods of time and my naps have become more frequent. However, there are those hours where my sleep schedule has been hacked into pieces and I find myself awake in the wee hours of the night. During this newfound insomnia I think of everything and nothing. All of my thoughts drag on and on in my mind but in reaching for my pen, pencil, or laptop to record them they dissipate. Eventually I fall into a good passing out.
I did manage to ensnare one floating thought, though. I’ve been a firm believer since before I can remember that a human can never be satisfied. We all seek happiness. Could it be that even if we were the happiest a human could ever be, that we would miss our sorrows? Maybe for the same reasons that a child wants to be an adult and an adult misses being a child, all of us want things we can’t have. This is probably something that we all know already and I might even seem stupid for pointing out, but I figure that we all need a reminder. Perhaps there is no way to cure this disease called desire. I don’t know. I do know that it can get the best of all of us so… Be happy while you can!
Well, the good news is that my inspiration is back. Not even sure what all the above meant but… Fear not! Heh, the fat, happy, chip-eating couch potato in me will be back soon.
Birthdays! A joyous occasion to serve as a reminder of that special person’s entry into this world. While I’m still feeling the fuzzy, warm after-effect of being showered with gifts and praise, I’d like to take this time to thank each and every friend, family member, and even stranger that has remembered someone as insignificant as me. Even more thanks to those that have gone way out of their way and do everything possible to see me flash a smile. (Here it is, =D) I appreciate all the thoughtfulness and hope to spend many more days with you all. <3
Love, action, drama, fighting, dancing, singing, and more! All found in a little movie about a robot named Wall-E. Pixar certainly outdid themselves again. Wall-E is on par and maybe even surpasses the story of the heart-warming Finding Nemo (2003) and Monsters Inc. (2001). Though Cars was made only a couple years ago, it has to have been the least amiable of the three for obvious reasons such as lack of an original story. Since I’m going to see Wall-E again today I thought I’d write a little article on this cute little movie in attempt to urge others to see it.
It seems the key to Pixar’s success is to fufill what everyone needs to see in order for anyone to judge it a good story-character development. In this new futuristic movie, though there is barely any talking going on and none by the characters themselves at all, I would say the art of connecting the character to the audience is mastered within the first 15 minutes. During this short amount of time the cinematics have already grasped your interest with intent to hang on until the end of the movie. The story-boarders have implemented little quirks to each character to have the women “awwing” and the men chuckling.
Furthermore, I noticed that on opening night that the audience was mostly made up of adults and teens ranging from 16+ rather than the expected kids from 10 and below. To my surprise as I exited the theater, I found most guys were much more thrilled about having seen the movie than the girls. Strange, eh? It is a definite must-see for all ages and both genders!
n. the inability to obtain sufficient sleep.
I had my first case in a long time last night/this morning, whatever you want to call it. To my friends this can come as quite a shock since I am notorious for my ability to instantaneously pass out the moment my head touches a pillow.
It was 3am and I had just come home from seeing The Dark Knight. Since normal people are awake during the day and not the middle of the night, I figured I’d hit the hay and try to be awake before noon for once this summer. I confess… I am a coward. It wasn’t even a horror film and yet the image of that scary ass clown haunted me through the night whether my eyes were open or not. I must say, props to Heath Ledger for his amazing performance. He sure convinced me.
Like any other scaredy cat would do, I threw the covers over my head feeling slightly more secure until I began to fear the unknown area outside of my fortress of a blanket. I tossed and turned for who knows how long. Even through my short session of being half-asleep I continued to feel the agonizing torture of turning left, then right, then kicking, then left and right again while still trying to stay within my imaginary safety boundaries.
Once I awoke from my short half-slumber, my creative imagination took a turn for the worst and I began to fear more than ever what I could not see. I knew that my fears were foolish and child-like and yet I could not help but wonder if while my guard was down if something or someone had mysteriously crept into my room. For hours I stayed this way through the darkest dark before the dawn. Then I began to wonder, “What if no one is there?” Looking back it was the most sensible thing to think, but at the time it was absurd and was almost swept off my mind completely. However, I asked myself, “What if I’m alone?” Quite suddenly my fears heightened dramatically and threatened to swallow me whole. What if I was alone? I wasn’t even supposed to be asking myself that question. Being raised into the Catholic faith I believe in one presence that is always there for you to comfort you in your pain, help you up when you’ve fallen down, and be the light for you in the darkness. I immediately felt terribly alone-my worst fear. Where was that presence? It was no where to be found and my ‘significant other’ had fallen asleep on the phone many hours before. The only solace I had left was in my phone and as I reached under my pillow to slide it up, I realized the battery had died. Frustrated and fed up, I threw the covers off and saw exactly what I should’ve expected. A new, sunny day was the only thing that had snuck up on me.
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