I've decided to go back to my roots, reinstating Maybe, Noe as a place to recount my tales and adventures. Sooo I created a new blog for pictures and videos that tickle my fancy. Click HERE to look at some pretty groovy stuff at Laney Loved It. Stay tuned for new stories coming soon.
"House of D" is one of my all time favorite movies. I'm not big on David Duchovny, I think he's a little pervy, but the movie's so great I'll let it slide. And he wrote the screenplay too, which gives him some extra brownie points. I watched this movie on a random Sunday in high school when I was bored and home alone. I sat down expecting to turn it off half through or maybe doze off, but my eyes were glued to the screen from the second it started. I became emotionally invested in the movie and by the end, I felt like the whole thing had happened to me (which is extra weird considering it's a coming of age story about a boy). I cried throughout most of the film, even at the parts when there was no reason on Earth that I should be crying.
This movie feels like it's mine and mine alone because I have yet to find another person who has seen it. I've only seen it once, and this is something that I made a conscious decision about. If I see a movie too many times or if I don't put enough time in between screenings, it loses some of it's sparkle. I want to be able to feel the same way I did when I first saw it, every time. It seems like a lifetime ago that I saw "House of D" though and I think its about time to see it again.
Also, the main character, played by Anton Yelchin is a phenominal actor and just about the cutest thing I've ever seen.
I CAN NOT stop listening to this song. I'm obsessed and it doesn't even have anything to do with Miley being in the video... Although that does add a certain sparkle. My name is Noe and I'm a Disney junkie.
I'm feeling extremely nostalgic lately. I miss my family and friends from home, and find myself thinking about certain moments from my childhood, my high school and Hillsdale days...I mean really, I'm feeling so emo I've actually caught myself missing moments from last week. At first, I couldn't figure out this sudden surge of sensitivity. I'm completely aware of my ability to get emotional for no reason, but I have to admit that my dramatics are a little over the top at this point. Luckily I don't inflict this weirdness on anyone else, as these moments usually occur in the middle of the night when normal humans are sleeping, and I am...
1. Staring into space
2. Staring at my computer
3. Staring at the pages of books...
with music playing in the background.
It all came to me last night. It's all because of ITunes. That DJ is quite the sly one. One minute he's playing "Ridin Dirty," instantly taking me back to high school weekends when we'd stay out until seven in the morning. The next second he's throwing out a Stevie Wonder song like "Isn't She Lovely" that reminds me of my dad and the times when I literally cried in the car because his singing is so bad. The music master might then throw out some Sugar Ray song that I forgot I'M OBSESSED with and then end the night with a little David Bowie. Although I'm relieved I've found the source of my episodic pining for the past in the pitch dark, this revelation has done nothing to cure me of it.
