despite dubious beginnings, this weekend has thusfar turned out pretty spiffy. a suprise visit by the boy last night definitely helped. and i admit it, i totally found the way winter just soundly trounced him into a soggy, pitiful mess on my doorstep thoroughly adorable. i can’t help it. i mean, i’m so gone it’s not even worth trying to front like i’m not.
something totally endearing about the boy showing genuine concern for my nearest and dearest when she’s summarily being eaten by the world. rather than being annoyed that my friends are a major part of my life and that when they’re hurting it hurts me too, he actually cared and was just about as perfect as you can get. i don’t know about you, but nothing is quite so appealing as having someone accept you and your friends and just that little bit of empathy was so appreciated.
i could’ve hugged him forever for that alone.
today found us watching the hero dvd i bought him with some chinese takeout and just chillaxin’. nothing makes me happier than good food, a good flick, and two of my favorite people in the world. and i might digress here for a moment, but i highly recommend hero, if you haven’t seen it already, please do. the story is beautiful and epic, the cinematography is breathtaking and the soundtrack is spot-on. altogether it is a gorgeous and well-put together film. it’s layers upon layers of imagery and not your average cookie-cutter hollywood plot. it’s touching and enigmatic, and every time i see it i keep kickign myself for not picking up a copy of the dvd of my own. truly, beautiful piece of artwork…yes, that’s right, artwork…on film.
highly recommended.
anyway, getting off campus for a bit was exactly what the doctor ordered — both for myself and for jetta — and the boy came through with flying colors. i should do something nice for him, i suck at the communication and/or accurately getting my thoughts across sometimes. or at least, i do when it leaves me vulnerable or the stakes are high. i don’t think me telling him how much i appreciate him this weekend would necessarily scare him away or anything, but sometimes, even with someone i’ve known for such a while and all that rot, i can get painfully shy. what, i’m a dork. duh.
my friends are beautiful.
the weather isn’t so harsh that i want to hibernate all winter, thank christ the snowfall is so pretty.
the boy is being so fabulous i can’t stop grinning like a damned fool.
the snowfall means i get to dig out cuddly, fuzzy sweaters i love.
the postal service is filling my room with happy tunes.
all these things give me warm fuzzies, and make the oppressing and ever-looming doom(tm) slightly less prevalent.
note: this is my 600th entry…whoa…
