I saw (500) Days of Summer earlier in the week. I would recommend it, it's ever so good. It's kind of non-traditional though. Like, the happy/hopeful ending perhaps isn't what you would have expected. I loved the cinema that I saw it in as well, and not just because it only cost me £2.50! The cinema is this old converted barn, and it's not very big so the film seems more intimate. Everyone laughed a lot of times during the film and it felt relaxed and as if we were all in on this one big joke. Which I suppose we were, really. I just don't normally get that feeling in the cinema.
It was good to go out. I had decided in the past week that all my friendships were over and everyone I knew hated me so being invited out did something to counteract that. I am now, of course, trying to convince myself I was only invited because they felt bad, but whatever, I'm doing all I can do ignore that. Jemma went, too and it was really good to see her again. I've missed her more than would have guessed.
I went to see my nan and grandad today. My nan was telling me about this weird tradition their town has on bonfire night. They set fire to barrels and then people run around with said flaming barrels on their backs. Not sure what I make of this. She said if we're around we can go up and watch. If I do, I will be taking a camera.
I'm also toying with the idea of trying to learn the piano again. I used to play when I was in primary school and did about three grades. I did pretty good actually, I got all distinctions but I couldn't actually read music, so the more complicated peices got to be such a hassle and I gave up. I'm thinking I might try and teach myself the read music because there's so much piano stuff that I really love (Regina Spektor, The Dresden Dolls etc) and although it would take forever I think being able to play that sort of stuff would feel kinda good.
I really want to do NanoWriMo this year but I don't think I can think of something that would make a whole novel because I'm stupid so instead I thought I might try and do an anthology of short stories. I like to think that I will actually do it but who knows really. Maybe I should try and think up some punishment for myself if I don't...
I'm going to make biscuits now.
Track: Slide - The Dresden Dolls
alecweston
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, we're so paranoid xxx
No! No self-punishment, please.
Despite the half a century between our ages (gosh), we share so many things, so much negativity and self hatred. I have been thinking about your question on my blog now - about why, in my dream, I was being executed. And I am sure the answer is for being happy.
If you want to write stories, or play the piano that's wonderful. But, setting yourself really almost-impossible-to-achieve targets is setting yourself up for failure and self-flaggelation.
Take one step at a time, and savour each one...
omg! I am sounding like a self help book!