This week I found myself turning vegetarian, yelling at a brat, and getting irritated with school.
It’s the birthday of my favorite director today. TCM, I believe, is screening a bunch of his films, but I no longer have it since it didn’t play films according to my picky taste. They’re showing mostly his talkies, and, of course, not the silents that he made with Pola Negri. Continue reading “Happy birthday, Ernst Lubitsch”
Good mor-or Good afternoon! I feel excited to write in my little blog with its many images, even though I know I must continue my geography work. Continue reading “My life is magma but as years pass it becomes lava”
It is eight in the morn and I just recently arrived to school in the clothes I wore to sleep last night. “Over” by Portishead plays in my phone. My teacher says I have free time because one of the three students didn’t show up. I am exhausted.
Last night I happened to be filling out forms related to college while also listening to my Pandora app in my phone. After a while I decided to take a break and check out the thing. There were so many radios I didn’t listen to, including the one of David Bowie. Continue reading “What a strange occurrence”