I don't care what I'm writing in, I just need to rant/get rid of boredom. I want to be a kid again. Like 10-11ish. I was a fairly weird kid, I had obsessions with the Victorian age (specifically dandies, and yes this was before The Horrors), classical music, the 60's/mod and Beck. At the age of 11. Hell I'm normal compared to back then. I want the I don't give a fuck attitude I had then mixed with the sense of style of have now. I'm turning into a nervous wreck/control freak. I never used to give a fuck about what anyone thought/said about me. Now I micromanage everything and break everything everyone says to me right down to the fucking period. The control freak thing is scaring me. Ever since I watched Rachel Zoe (you'll understand if you've seen the show).
Anyway, enough about my overly mature little Piya self. I watched The Royal Tenenbaums today. I still like Rushmore though. But it's fairly glamourous compared to Wes' other work, and I'm terribly fascinated with Margot Tenenbaum. She needs her own spin-off short film I think, something along the lines of Hotel Chevalier. Gah, I hate this. Getting stuck in my own head. Over thinking everything. Hopefully typing it out will make my brain process that THIS IS BAD. Okay, I'm tired, good night. Au revoir. Cheers, xx. (Check out Julian Casablancas new buff/eyeliner wearing dramatic borderline DILF self.)
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