I know it’s mean but I honestly don’t care. I’m asking you for an opinion not for your personal problems.
I don’t know if our Key Clubbers are up to this… They’re probably going to think I’m weird.. and … I don’t know.. but, hey, it’s worth a try?
I’m seriously questioning whether doing icebreakers during a meeting is going to work. It’s going to be really embarrassing if/when? no one participates. :(
I hesitated and didn’t follow through at the last meeting.. I don’t want a repeat. T-T
I’m not a huge LoK fan.. but I have a new found love for Mako because I didn’t know he was named after Mako that played Uncle Iroh after he died. Wave of respect.
You would think that after being locked up in a tower for the majority of her life, Rapunzel would be socially awkward and depressed. Maybe she would even have multiple personality disorder or something, but in most of the stories she’s just like any other damsel in distress, princess, or female lead in a Disney movie. It’s not like she’s been isolated in a small room for more than a decade, unexposed to the outside world. No big deal. It’s all good.
I can’t find it in myself to hate this movie no matter what bad memories come up. I think it’s because the first time I watched it was with my best prend since porever, :) Joanne.
I took part in a prayer at my elementary bestie’s house with her and her family because Mama Mary was there. It was nice. It wasn’t like one of those times where I would stare at the clock and wait for it to be over. It actually gave me time to reflect on myself. And by the way girl… You are an inspiration.
It’s like in physics. I have on these polarized lenses that isolate my vision to one plane of light. And that light says that I’m not all that great. I know there are people out there that are better than me in every way. It’s just really hard for me to accept and be cool with.
I’m so good at being fake, sometimes it scares me. I have the ability to convince myself that I’m the totally opposite of what I actually am. It’s like being an actress who’s stuck in her role and no longer remembers her real identity. I’m so twisted.
And when I finish writing about it here, I forget how absolutely fucked up I actually am. Because, well, that’s just me. Just a sadistic, complex little gemini.
