Olivegreeneyes

I have no idea what's wrong with me. I've lost the inspiration and joy. Not even hearing Robert Preston's voice or the fictionous characters that I love would get me excited. I find myself unable to answer email replies or engage in forums. I just... feel empty.  Nothing excites me, I don't want to do anything or go anywhere. I'm just a prisoner staring at blank walls.

Wanted to do this with GI Joe, but 'F' it I'll do it anyway. The Ugly Truth: Funny. Laughed at it and Gerald Butler is adorable in a jerkish way. However, the movie turned into another hollywood cliche romance with the predictable ending. I would rather of rented it. Harry Potter 6: I love Harry Potter, but I was not a fan of the 6th book. I thought it was rather pointless other than setting up for the 7th book with the Horocruxes. When I read the reviews, I had hoped that perhaps it would be better. Uh uh. I still found it rather long and boring. But, I still love yah Harry. Inglorious Basterds: I LOVE QUENTIN TARANTINO! Oh my goodness, I

Usually I don't like to share my personal life on the internet for all eyes to see, but frankly this is the closest thing I have to a personal diary. I also need to get his out of me before it just freakin' kills me. I'm getting sick and tired of my friends. I'm sick and tired of their constant need for repitition. I'm sick and tired of forcing myself to go to the movies with them because they are so uncreative and so content about remianing in their little boxes, that they have no desire to do something diffrent. Perhaps I once had something in common with them once, no there is nothing. It is very painful for me to even be in the same room