Old Soul, Young Heart

I think perhaps the most beautiful compliment one could receive would be the following: "You have a wonderful mind." Tonight I watched the movie Sylvia , which is about the author Sylvia Plath. I like movies about individuals who once lived because I love history. Also, one of my favorite movies is The Hours and I thought this movie might remind me of it and it kinda did. Sylvia Plath had a little mental illness like Virgnia Woolf did and she also committed suicide. Sometimes wonderful minds have a hard time living, it seems. I also love watching movies about creative people because it makes me wish I was creative. I think deep down I might like poetry, even though I don't understand it. I took a poetry class in college and enjoyed it; I took a creative writing class in college and enjoyed it very little. So I guess the moral of this story is that I can appreciate creativeness, but I can't harness it myself. Seems about right. Oh and the movie had my attention ...

Yesterday I went and saw a movie with my friend, Julie, that I have been eagerly anticipating for months-- Eat Pray Love . Though I was excited to see how they would adapt it from the book and enjoyed it for this reason, I have to say that, overall, I was fairly disappointed. Tons of things were left out. The story was changed at the end and, although it wasn't all that drastic of a change, I was annoyed that they did it just so that it was like a typical movie plot. I don't think the characters were explored as deeply as they should have been and I felt no real connection to them because of this. The first ten minutes of the film were narrated, while the rest of it wasn't and probably could've been better if it was. Surprisingly, I don't think Julia Roberts was a good choice to play Liz, though I do think she's a good actress. The movie felt long even though they didn't include things they should have. Overall, it felt very "Hollywood," proba...

Once you start doing things alone and are used to it, it feels so liberating. There's a scene in a Sex and the City episode where Carrie is sitting at a restaurant outside by herself, just taking in the view and not being afraid of being alone. Owning being alone. Not waiting for someone else, not reading a book, or having something to work on. Just being there. Alone. On purpose. Today I sat at Subway by myself and ate my tuna sandwich and then I went to go see the movie An Education . (Sidenote: I'm glad that I went to go see that movie. Of course my main attraction initially was the combination of things I love--ya know, England, love stories, education --but it was actually a good story with believable actors. Not the most fast-paced, but still good nonetheless. I like Carey Mulligan and forgot that she was also in Pride & Prejudice with Kiera Knightley.) I've seen a lot of movies by myself in the past couple years and I really just love it. Granted, I do tend...