Wow, I just finished watching black hawk down. It's amazing, you have to see it. (I saw it when I was like...10 or something. I didn't understand any of it back then, except that it had guns, and helicopters, and people getting shot.) I'm in like...a surealy sober zone right now. It's so...weird. I havn't felt like this, since that one day in the summer when I lay in bed almost all day, with nothing but evanescence and tupac in my playlist. Oh, some Yellowcard too. (Shut up, Yellowcard is a "cool" emo band) Except that that day I got depresed, not sober/awestruck. But still, it's the same feeling, minus the strange urge to hurt myself. I sound like some deranged fanboy don't I. "wow" "o0o0o" "ahhh" "fuckin' amazing". Yeah, well, it's probably been like 3 years since YOU last saw it, go watch it again, and see how it gets you. The movie had it all...Except love/sex scenes. (A guy had to give another guy mouth to mouth...But that's about it) It was sad, it had action, it had those "Hell yeah! Kill those mother fuckers!" moments, it even had sadly funny parts. Wow, I havn't felt this way since that one Naruto episode a few weeks ago. (Don't remember what happened, just that it was sad) There were so many moments where you're like "Oh no! They're gonna die!", then a helicopter comes down with it's miniguns and shoot the bloody living fuck out of the "skinnies". It's just...Such a triumphant feeling. So many parts made me cry. Well, not really cry...Just brought a tear to my eye. "Me? Cry? Pffft." It's just... *slaps self* k, the point is, go watch it. You'll be amazed. Oh, and the poem that inspired me to watch BHD again: I hear the helecopters tearing the air. The wind so crisp and so bare. The bullet from a rifle shatters the wind. From ground to the air, the bullet has sinned. The rifle wielded for bloodshed. The rifle has sinned. The innocence of people that have done nothing wrong. Some dead, some wounded, it is like a sad song. As the tears of the ones who weep with sorrow The tears for no tomorrow. As the helecopter is hit. The soldiers life has gone from bad, to shìt. So as you sit in your chairs in your homes. People who fought. People who were shot. Are buried within the ground beneath the grave stones. There is no tomorrow. Only a yesterday. That was writen my Keitaro (A guy on a forum I go to) I like his poems =) I'm sure you've gotten really anoyed with this post by now, so I'll stop with the BHD raving. Edit 9:51----------------------------- Okay, well, I wrote that at like 3 in the morning. Sorry about that. I'm better now. Not really, but I won't start ranting about it now. I mean, you've probably gone out and seen it by now right? Anyway, today my mom let me "sleep in" 'till 9. Yay! I think it's 'cause I yelled at her though. "If you don't want me to be tired all day, and zoning out when you're talking to me, don't wake me up so early!" I could always take her advise and go to bed earlier, but hey, with all this guilt about yelling at her, I can't sleep early. Anywho, after my shower, I was thinking about Black Hawk Down the whole time, and while I was putting my towel in the laundry, I was talking to myself about how it must feel to be the guy on the ground, seeing three little balls of metal, with two rotars, and tow miniguns on the side come racing down at you, and opening fire at you, --When I sudenly look out the window and there was SNOW again! Yay! Caught me right in the middle of pretending to fall down from getting shot too. I just, sort of froze... Summary of today (before 13:00 anyway. (That's when skating ends)): -I have become a raving BHD fanboy. -I got to sleep in. -It snowed. -I get very involved in conversations with myself.(Flying back onto my parents bed, pretending to be shot, to show myself what it would look like, etc) but I can be stoped with a little snow. Edit 14:13 (right after ice skating)----------------------------- Yay! Deanna's okay! I think. I hope. She said she was. But she's the kind of person who could get hit by a bus and go "No, no, it's okay, I'm fine. *die*" I hate it when she falls or something. I don't know what to do. I mean, I know she's fine, but isn't it sort of my duty to go in and help her? She's got lots of friends who crowd around her, and ask if she's fine and all, but still...Shouldn't I do something more than just stand back and watch? Ungh. k, well, skating owned. It always does. Pretty much the same old stuff, except that this week Deanna went sliding into the boards and hurt her leg. That was scary. First time I've ever seen her not be able to stand up after something like that. I think she cried after too. Ungh. She's got like, tons of friends who all helped her, I couldnt' really do anything (not that I ever really can do much) so I just stood back and watched. Basicaly all this post is saying, was that skating was fun, and I don't know what I'm supposed to do when Deanna hurts herself. (Whenever someone gets hurt, a swarm of people is instantly around the person who got hurt. I'm never in that swarm. Should I have been in that swarm for Deanna?)