And Other Unrelated Things
Thursday, January 31st, 2008Well, I wanted to put up pretty pictures of myself (which is rare really, because I look like shit all the time) but as fate would have it, I cant damm upload any photos. *grumble*
Any way…on to unrelated things. I realise that maturity and wisdom dont neccessarily go together; and that wisdom cannot come without maturity but that can’t be said of the latter. So what exactly seperates wisdom from maturity?
I never knew that there was an ensuing debate on the importance of aspect ratio in film aesthetic. It changes not only shot composition, but also demeans the director’s intention in framing the shot a certain way. Of course, this cant happen with movies shot digitally (Unless you cant differentiate your 16:9 from your 4:3), so that eliminates the need to "respect" the ratio. Cool stuff, David Bordwell
Also, its amazing how some people can be so assured of their own character, to the point where they think they have the right to judge others based on their own estranged perspectives. I wish I could do some thing to save this person from him or herself but I just can’t do it.
Note: Actions do speak louder than words, but few people realise that it sometimes takes more effort to hear them.
Note to self: As a person who is supposed to be passionate and free (well, almost…ROCK ON!)I realise I let my pride get in the way of showing people I care about that I do care. I give excuses about "not overstepping boundaries" and "not being close" and there I am worrying to death about their problem and/or keeping the peace. Quite funny really. I feel like my dad.
I really like that pink dress from Topshop..but I really dont know whether I should get it cos its really too pretty.
I read about all these nice things he has done for you - why can’t you see that he really does care about you? That he only thought up all these things for you and you alone. I would really like to have told you that his love is giving and unconditional, but I would not have been able to tell you how. God, I just wish that you could put aside that insecurity and see how much he is willing to go through for you. If you just let him. The man’s got his pride too you know.
My dear sister - I really do love you. But not in the im-trying-to-be your-best-friend-kinda-way….more like if-a-fucker-touches-you-Ill-kill-him-and-fuck-him-over-Vlad-style. See, not so good with words now. *gesturing implicitly*
How many more times will it take me to realise that my heart made a good decision a long time ago? I hope thats this is the last
And my dear Peijun, I love you much. For everything that we have been through together. For sharing your "boring" life with me. For listening to my "drama". And for inviting me to your ROM. I will be there and I will be your friend for as long as it takes. Thank you for taking that chance on me so long ago - I never told you how grateful I was that you called me. That you still regarded me as your friend. That you still thought, in spite of everything, that I was someone you couldn’t bear to lose. I realised that we have come a long way together. All that teen angst and misunderstanding, everything. I have also just realised that one of the best things that ever came out of those four years (besides maturity) was you. I really am happy for you, that you have found Patrick to spend the rest of your life with*hug* Love you babes, forever and ever. Issy
PS Watch Cloverfield. Its frickin good!!

