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it's roughly the middle of the month and life has not, simply refuses to, and continues no change. maybe little things that have no place in mattering. there has been too much movie and tv watching. since someone made me watch submarine because it was a coming-of-age film that seemed like something inanely british (though exclusively Welsh) i would fancy. i didn't much like it, the ending was terribly inconsistent, but there were some nice scenes. this film made me completely obsessed with alex turner again. i'm listening to the ost nonstop and it's so pretty; like when i associate sad songs to the miserable excuse of a life i attempt. this is my favourite.


apparently this was released again as a song on an arctic monkeys' album. not like i'm following all that again, i'm a pure turner convert. also, i think craig roberts and alex turner look alike except the former has a shorter/more compact head with darker hair..? young mr. roberts is now a part of the welsh actors i dream about on cold dark nights alone in my bed.
completely unrelated, i'm into elliott gould again. ages ago after seeing the original m.a.s.h. i developed a thing for him and there was another 70s era gould robert altman film on netflix (hello, long goodbye) so...i have a thing for 70s era elliott gould again. or maybe i'm saying i have a thing for hairy, tall jewish guys, but i already knew that.

les rêves en verité!

This makes me very, very happy. indeed, i couldn't believe it at first and i was trying to hold back my ...latent excitement.
Maybe my college freshman self would be doing back-flips out the window and moonwalking on the ceiling, trying to get to england any which way she could.

as tempting as it is, i know i'll be trying my damnedest to hold out for that frapanese scottie.

boys, Boys, the perpetual distraction

i'm rather happy i found this bit of awesomeness: jaw porn. holy. it doesn't hurt that the faces attached to the jaws are also mighty fine. i died when paul rudd popped up; pleasantly surprised james franco has a younger brother who looks nice too. i crave some variety in guys (totally nonexistent/lacking here) and this provided a good fix. i find myself craning my neck to check out any white guys within my vicinity (the last time i saw a relatively acceptable one was in 대구). ....i really, really miss seeing shitloads of white guys that are actually appealing. like seriously.

now for a shameful bit. and you thought sexy jaws were embarrassing (ooh, the scraggly beards above all~): let me give a throw back to mr. alex turner. i tend not to think about him as much these days. but. i've watched a helluva lotta korean tv, much to my dismay, and seen this one bloke who i found to resemble my old infatuation. he's also in music and alternates the short/long-shag hair. it's 민호 from 샤이니. i think there's some semblance. see here:

AND

similarities, no?
quite possibly a hair connection. i like the juxtaposition of cute: the boderlining on ultra-feminity good boy and the kinda bad-ass. also the fact that they're not even the same ethnicity intrigues me.

conclusion:
a)i still like cute guys
b)i am now searching for my available hoppa alex turner & 민호 guy (like i wasn't already doing the former..)

2009. shit you look FINE.

♪heeeeeey there 2009--you done crossed the line♪ ~
♪i can sense the wonder you possess like my seemingly unending obsess...ion with alex turner.♪ ~
♪but, i ain't no mad fanatic. he's just cute, don't get ecstatic♪

sorry if that's an annoying song. so welcome to the new year! uh, six days late. sorry again for not being so punctual or repetitive as last year. nothing big is going down at the moment. eventually, but not now.
so. people have been going around talking about their resolutions (erhmm, weight especially) and i think it's time i make some. maybe. for everyone who cares to see:

1. read more: finish stuff i started reading (curse you, wuthering heights!) and the list from dear, old nicholson.

2. watch more classic films: i tried to get into casablanca (alas, it was late at night after a tiring day...ingrid bergman looked spectacular) an' i really need to watch la nouvelle vague (goddard/truffaut/the rest of 'em). got this kinda started with some breakfast at tiffany's

3. attain more pals: you can be across the sea or next to me...just please don't flee..we'll share rare commonalities

4. uh..maintain cuteness: internal, external, the whole shebang.

5. eruditely work at acquiring a new language: romance language perchance?



i'd like to see how long these idea last. the greatest thing to look forward to, however, will be in march. i don't know if i'mma have the time of my life [yet] but i thoroughly expect to. where my badass mothafuckas at?