So last night I watched Slumdog Millionare. And woah, it was a freaking beautiful movie. The Cinematography and music was beautiful. And the story... well was plain depressing. But the ending was... oh my gosh, wow. Poetically depressing, yet beautiful. Dev Patel is ADORABLE GAH. And Frieda Pinto is BEAUTIFUL GAH.Btw, the dance number at the end would make any Bollywood fan proud. Like me. Bollywood is awesome, k? K. xD
So we're starting to work on our Junior Paper. I wanted to do something on how film affected American culture, but then I found some Truman Capote; I checked out Breakfast at Tiffany's, his Short Story collection, and In Cold Blood. I'll probably end up using Breakfast at Tiffany's, but eh.
Film has always held a special place in my heart after doing my sophomore thesis. Because you pay more attention to things...
BTW Frank Sinatra > James Dean. Srsly, Sinatra was SO NICE TO LOOK AT back in the 40's. Like Gregory Peck. @o@;. But I think Sinatra is much better eye candy. XD. James Dean kind of reminds me of Robert Pattison, and although I relent, they are I suppose good looking in the standards set up... but Sinatra BLOWS THEM ALL AWAY BY A MILE. And he has that funny superman curl in his hair. Lawlz.
Sorry for the fangirling, I just have people magazine open, and Sinatra is on it. XD
On the day of silence:
Yechan: What is the Day of Silence about?
Me: It's against the prejudice that Gays, Lesbians, Bisexuals and Transgenders have faced. :D
Yechan:.... So... does that mean your...
Me: ??
Yechan: I mean... are you celebrating this day to fight for your rights....?
Me:... I'm straight if that's what your asking.
Yechan: Oh, okay. -sounds relieved-
Me: ... well THAT was awkward. xD
Poor Yechan. So clueless xP



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