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I don't have much to say. Michelle came over the other day, we just watched a movie and talk.

Yeah, so Happy Easter.

The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford is a REALLY great movie-- go rent it now. I got it all Wal-Mart for 17 dollars, I thought that was a good deal... my mother paid for it, so it doesn't matter anyway.

Got some writing done, thank god. Less about him and more about other stuff- imagery and such. I wrote some really good (in my opinion, anyway) lyrics too.

Nothing much else to say, except Edward Norton is the SEX and is incredibly SEXY.

Until another day;;;

Sooo, my throat's feeling reasonably better today. Of course, people, you know, that illness is like a drug to me... painful throats take me places deeper than nail enamel fumes do... and I was truly, wholly a golden goddess yesterday and now I'm just... me. Don't get me wrong; it is not as if I enjoy sore throats, but when I have one it consumes me... it is my only existence, my only sorrow, a singularly focused lifestyle. One can only achieve such greatness by being in the abseloute misery of a bacteria-infected throat. Of course a runny nose is like the hash to our weed... it'll still take you places, to places of cotton candy and golden gods...

Good-bye my fellow... humans? I've got a big, lurking, hovering family that requires my rare morality of values... or some type of socially-accepted value system or something...

I would stand on my roof yelling this, but it would be very cold, and snowy. School's cancelled, why, what perfect timing, seeing as a have a sore throat. I've used my time wisely, so far, (it's now 10:48 am): I've painted my toenails dark blue and watched a few episodes of sitcoms (I won't list and bore you, my darlings), and watched a GREAT movie starring the lovely James McAvoy (who doesn't love him?) called Starter For 10. It was a very pleasant view and I don't mind telling Jamesy was EXCELLENT. I can't wait to see Atonement - I would imagine I'll love it. Time will only tell. Until next time, I rest in my snowy Canadian lair,

Emily

Nothing new to report. I've gotten new glasses, hooray for me.

P.S. See Juno and Sweeney Todd. They're both really amazing movies.

It snowed today; in fact, is still, slightly. The first time this winter I saw my neighbour's roofs coated in snow. It was so pretty. I live in a hill district, so when we drove down I looked upon them from up above, as if I gazing at a little Christmas-town from a mountain.

I saw a movie today, as well: Perfume: The Story of a Murderer. It was quite entertaining, but it got a little weird at the end. I guess, in its case, there had to be an element of surprise, though. Very original, I would reccomend it if you like period stuff.

Grandad took me to the dollar store, and I got a great fake silk drawstring bag and a blue-coloured giftbox that looks as if it could have belonged to Marie Antoinette. I was very happy. You could only imagine my delight when I returned to my grandparent's house to find a free Starbucks sample-coffee in the mail!

I've gotten a second Marie Antoinette book from the library. It proves to be much more detailed. The previous book, Marie Antoinette: The Last Queen of France by Evelyn Lever was superb, but the current one, To the Scaffold: The Life of Marie Antoinette by Carolly Erikson is great - filled with interesting details, and a good psychological portrait of the daphine, and later queen, is much more intriguing and gives a better insight into her life. In case you haven't already known, Marie Antoinette is my current obsession.

I would also like to take some time to write the following passage to those affected by war, in the past, presently, and in the future:

This is for you, the solider, the nurse, the families who suffered, the allies killed, the enemies killed, and those who gave the greatest sacrifice for freedom: their lives.
You made the ultimate sacrifice. You showed courage that many of us could not even comprehend. Some of your suffering is unimaginable. And if it wasn't for you, the free world that some of us are lucky to live in today would not exist.

Thank you, and rest in peace.
 

The show The Tudors  and Nescafe French Vanilla flavoured coffee has taken over my life. Of course I'm also obsessed with movies, as I have been for years. I love it. I finally love some things. Life is great. I've starting writing a bit, too. One good poem, the rest are basicly crap. The Tudors have inspired my daydreams a lot. I'm working less hard in school, but still getting decent marks. And I'm in love from afar, which is abseloutly wonderful and torturous at the same time. He doesn't need to know. I'm not good at relationships.