#9801
Posted: 12/18/05 at 4:48pm
Curlyheads want straight hair and vice-versa...grass is always greener on the other side.
Fortunately, i've never been upset w/ my hair color. Aside from it really lying somewhere between brown and blonde, it changes a lot, under warmer weather or better lights, it seems to be blonder, sometimes brown w/ blonde streaks, etc. No reason to dye it.
On another note...gotta write an essay today, taking what some dude wrote is good poetry and applying those principles and arguing that a film is good...well after reading it and doing some deducting the three points I'm going to emphasize this dude says are a poem/film should use the language of man, not fancy 26 letter words, the author should be an expert on the subject, but feelings one gets out of it should be more important than the actual events/circumstances, and even sad poetry should leave the reader feeling pleasure when she is done reading it.
I know this is really hard, but who can guess what movie I'm going to write about?
Fortunately, i've never been upset w/ my hair color. Aside from it really lying somewhere between brown and blonde, it changes a lot, under warmer weather or better lights, it seems to be blonder, sometimes brown w/ blonde streaks, etc. No reason to dye it.
On another note...gotta write an essay today, taking what some dude wrote is good poetry and applying those principles and arguing that a film is good...well after reading it and doing some deducting the three points I'm going to emphasize this dude says are a poem/film should use the language of man, not fancy 26 letter words, the author should be an expert on the subject, but feelings one gets out of it should be more important than the actual events/circumstances, and even sad poetry should leave the reader feeling pleasure when she is done reading it.
I know this is really hard, but who can guess what movie I'm going to write about?
"If there was a Mount Rushmore for Broadway scores, "West Side Story" would be front and center. It snaps, it crackles it pops! It surges with a roar, its energy and sheer life undiminished by the years" - NYPost reviewer Elisabeth Vincentelli