crock

i'm watching "moulin rouge" in the meanwhile. it's the 2nd time i'm watching it. it's crock. i mean, it's meant to be. a huge exaggeration of all emotions in relations of love.

i feel sorry for you readers. maybe it's 'cause i've been harbouring what i've been feeling love means, that i've been writing all this dovey stuff lately.

i'm actually going to write to a friend instead of posting my tedious thoughts here.

this is a line from the movie, from which i may derive some creative writing from later
why can't i feel like everyone else does

oh yeah, i went to get my haircut at a nice salon as a hair model. all she did was trim it. blahness. i was ready for change