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i am 22 years old. i work at outback steakhouse in the infamous "villages," where i sell my soul regularly to retired senior citizens in the area for a good tip. i've written enough of these mini life stories to know that the basics, to you, are probably all that matter. nice to meet you.

Friday, August 29, 2008

 

why so serious?


so guess what movie i watched a few hours ago? yup, the dark freaking knight. me and ben were joking about putting the "why so serious" on my face, so i had to. (click image to enlarge)

i thought it was pretty good. i like movies with really crazy characters, because then i feel normal again. i just have a funny (funny-weird, not funny-haha) way of expressing it.

the movie theater is my therapy and the guy at the door only charges me like $8 per session. i'm starting to feel awake again. like i'm back in control... oh god, i feel the ending narration in wanted starting to kick in.

but really, i'm going to start doing things for myself. and stop. just stop. i am not crazy. there is nothing wrong with me. i start this new, self proclaimed, sane way of life now, with this weird ass picture.

isn't it ironic?

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Comments:
That movie had the opposite effect on me, it made me feel as if I needed therapy, I was very anxious during the last half hour, and then I vomited. Ok, that's probably not the movie's fault but more of my state of mind and well being in general at the time's fault.

Thank you for commenting on my blog right as I was wondering if anyone was still reading.
 
Does this bonding involve pillow fights in pajamas? Because I am all for that.

Are you making a gang symbol in that picture? That makes me uncomfortable. I'm whitebread.
 
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