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| Wednesday, April 30, 2003 today was.... it was a strange, weird, great day. i dunno, something's happening to me. my attitude of, "fuck the world", is changing into, "a lot of the world is good and beautiful... fuck the rest." on a side-note, i love music. most people think that i'm a snobby, classical-only guy. this is not true. i appreciate absolutely every song or piece ever written, and yes hannah and matt (my two faithful readers...), this includes that terrible britney spears crap. (NOTE: i said i appreciate it, not like it). i appreciate what it does to people, how it affects mood and tone, especially in films. as a soon-to-be director, i cannot stay with one type of shot, and i cannot stay with one type of music; classical is my favorite, and it is great, but it is not the most appropraite for every mood. on a sub side-note: the beatles rock my socks, and all you who dont like them can go outside and play hide-and-go-fuck yourselves, because you're obviously in category two of my new philosophy on life (see the first paragraph if you've forgotten it already... and yes i know i could have just written it here again, and it would have taken less space, time, and energy, especially after this whole parenthetical note, but i dont care, you can go look up there!). fuck 'em if they cant take a joke.
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