Tuesday 6th July 2010

Sunny, some cold breezes also

I realised, my entries are getting shorter and shorter, but anyway.

Woke up, got ready, at 11AM went with brother to bus stop, went to school and already there was Coleman, Euridge, Michelle, Branka, Alexandra and I think Vicky and others. I got my paper and saw my exam marks for art, I got the exact same mark for the theory as I did last year, but anyway, went to JB-Hifi, saw Grave of the Fireflies on the shelf and I was so darn happy to have bought it, there was only two copies, and I was lucky enough to grab one, went home, watched both disks and this means I watched the movies like 7 times now. I don't know, its weird, usually when you watch sad movies, it gets to a point where you just don't cry over it anymore and inside you know what's happening so you can't really get touched by it - but for me, Grave of the Fireflies, the first time I watched it, I felt horrible and cried for three days straight, and with every time I watch it, inside me feels horrible, but lately, when I rewatched it, I felt horrible (as usual) but can't cry. One day, I will invite the group over to watch this film, its so depressing in a very touching way I can't describe, part of the reason lies in the fact that its an anime, and not reality, but depicts reality better than reality itself could.

If that sounded normal then I'm not making sense. If that sounded weird, I'm not making sense.

Tuesday 6th July 2010

Sunny, some cold breezes also

I realised, my entries are getting shorter and shorter, but anyway.

Woke up, got ready, at 11AM went with brother to bus stop, went to school and already there was Coleman, Euridge, Michelle, Branka, Alexandra and I think Vicky and others. I got my paper and saw my exam marks for art, I got the exact same mark for the theory as I did last year, but anyway, went to JB-Hifi, saw Grave of the Fireflies on the shelf and I was so darn happy to have bought it, there was only two copies, and I was lucky enough to grab one, went home, watched both disks and this means I watched the movies like 7 times now. I don't know, its weird, usually when you watch sad movies, it gets to a point where you just don't cry over it anymore and inside you know what's happening so you can't really get touched by it - but for me, Grave of the Fireflies, the first time I watched it, I felt horrible and cried for three days straight, and with every time I watch it, inside me feels horrible, but lately, when I rewatched it, I felt horrible (as usual) but can't cry. One day, I will invite the group over to watch this film, its so depressing in a very touching way I can't describe, part of the reason lies in the fact that its an anime, and not reality, but depicts reality better than reality itself could.

If that sounded normal then I'm not making sense. If that sounded weird, I'm not making sense.