Thursday, May 21, 2009
Express Yourself
I ordered my business cards today! Woo!!!
S. Mohen's Reel 2009 from True Perfection on Vimeo.
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Thursday, May 14, 2009
Superstition
Somehow in the midst of everything I've managed to stay afloat. I haven't really hid the fact I'm very unhappy right now. I suppose it's to be expected with the loss of a friend. At least I'm better than I was when I first found out about Elise.
It's weird to think of a concept of someone being gone. Non-existant. No longer capable of being talked too. I can't really wrap my head around it. I wish that Elise was here so that I could talk to her about death and all these big philosophical ideas, she would be the person i would talk to about this.
I always felt like I abandoned her when I moved to California. I feel like I abandoned a few people when I did that. Maybe that's where my guilt comes from. I wish that she was still here so I could talk to her.
The funeral was a mess. Or maybe I was just a mess. Crying and crying. I cried all through my speech I made about her. No one else cried through their speechs. Well there was only 4 other people, one was the head of the psych department at JMU where she went to school, he gave her parents her diploma.
I've stared writing my next script which I'm dedicating to her. I just wish I didn't have too.
posted by Sassy Mohen @ 4:38 PM
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Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Something Stupid...
I know I stand in line, until you think you have the time
To spend an evening with me
And if we go someplace to dance, I know that theres a chance
You wont be leaving with me
And afterwards we drop into a quiet little place
And have a drink or two
And then I go and spoil it all, by saying something stupid
Like: I love you
I can see it in your eyes, that you despise the same old lies
You heard the night before
And though its just a line to you, for me its true
It never seemed so right before
I practice every day to find some clever lines to say
To make the meaning come through
But then I think Ill wait until the evening gets late
And Im alone with you
The time is right your perfume
fills my head, the stars get red
And oh the nights so blue
And then I go and spoil it all, by saying something stupid
Like: I love you
(I love
you, I love you,...)
posted by Sassy Mohen @ 11:08 AM
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