Showing posts with label embarrassment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label embarrassment. Show all posts

February 2, 2007

How I React

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Pan's Labyrinth Makes Me Sad

This all started here, at Spinning Girl's place. It then followed me home with, "I'm sorry to bother you, but I just have to ask. Why did you feel empty inside when you watched Pan's Labyrinth?? "

I want to say, "Because!" but then I would just go on being bothered by the fact that someone(s) thinks that I am a complete idiot when it comes to understanding a storyline. Don't read this the wrong way; I loved this film and will buy it when it is available on DVD. Not everyone reacts to a film the same way. My little sister watches Garden State to cheer up, it used to make me nearly suicidal to watch it.

The main reason for my discomfort with Pan's Labyrinth was the violence. I understand the film and I understood that there would be violence (I have skipped more than a few movies that include this sort of realistic violence because I just can't handle it. I just REALLY wanted to see this one.), but I wasn't quite ready for it when it first hit in the scene with the rabbits. So from that point on I was in a sort of tormented state - bordering on anxiety attack. When a film is subtitled you cannot exactly cover your eyes to miss that stuff, either. After all of that I would have left the theater in a slightly more positive mood had the movie ended in those goldish-tones. It was so emotionally taxing for me to get through those scenes that I literally felt empty.

Hey, I also cry when people mess up my orders at restaurants. As a server I know it's ridiculous, and not something that they meant to do; I still instinctively react a certain way, and once I start crying it only leads to embarrassment and more crying because of that.

I just painted a really unappealing version of myself, didn't it?

December 16, 2006

The drunkest girl at the party is now the most hungover girl at work.

Ellie, if I can't control myself I am going to have to quit coming over.

At least I remember it all this week.

I have a feeling I'll be remembering it for the next 10 hours.

November 2, 2006

My (boring) Narcoleptic Life

Ever since I got medicated all of the funny things quit happening. It's sort of a bummer, but only when I want to get a good laugh out of someone. The rest of the time it rocks.

There will always be the painting incident, my birthday, and the embarassing accident.