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I always get the urge to blog when I'm feeling unsettled mentally. I don't know why I do this. It's stupid.
The combination of school and work is exhausting. My muscles hate me, and so does my lack of sleep.
I know that everyone and their mom has already written in their journals about Heath Ledger's death, so I guess I'll just add my voice to the masses. I don't pay much attention to celebrity gossip because I usually don't care. But finding out he died made me go, "No, really? That must not be real." But it is. It's clear that a talented actor is gone now, and I am really looking forward to his performance as The Joker in the new Batman movie. I obviously never knew him personally, and I feel strange feeling sad for his death. But I remember that I was similarly affected when John Spencer (Leo, from the TV show The West Wing - my all-time favorite show of all time) died. Heath Ledger's death feels even more jarring because he is so much closer to my own age, I think. "10 Things I Hate About You" was a movie that my girl friends and I watched countless times in high school.
And anyway. As usual, I find much more to say about lives that are not my own.
I really need to start writing in my journals again. For some reason, I feel that my emotions need to be translated into words, and God forbid that anyone else read what they're like.
The combination of school and work is exhausting. My muscles hate me, and so does my lack of sleep.
I know that everyone and their mom has already written in their journals about Heath Ledger's death, so I guess I'll just add my voice to the masses. I don't pay much attention to celebrity gossip because I usually don't care. But finding out he died made me go, "No, really? That must not be real." But it is. It's clear that a talented actor is gone now, and I am really looking forward to his performance as The Joker in the new Batman movie. I obviously never knew him personally, and I feel strange feeling sad for his death. But I remember that I was similarly affected when John Spencer (Leo, from the TV show The West Wing - my all-time favorite show of all time) died. Heath Ledger's death feels even more jarring because he is so much closer to my own age, I think. "10 Things I Hate About You" was a movie that my girl friends and I watched countless times in high school.
And anyway. As usual, I find much more to say about lives that are not my own.
I really need to start writing in my journals again. For some reason, I feel that my emotions need to be translated into words, and God forbid that anyone else read what they're like.
