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Apr. 28th, 2003 01:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
timepiececlockAnyone whose journal I've commented in this afternoon... I'm in a swearing mood today. It probably shows.
I watched My Neighbor Totoro last night. Stayed up fucking late, too. I'd watched this once before, but I was so little I didn't remember anything.
It was cute. Not as gorgeous and brilliant as Spirited Away, and rather slowly paced for my taste, but very cute. And hey, CatBus. Any movie with a CatBus is worth watching.
I watched it while staying overnight on the weekend with my cousins, who rented this adorable house for a week in Santa Cruz, about two streets from the beach. It was an oddly made house. The outside was a dark plum color, and the inside was mostly butter yellow, with bright blue doors and random walls it odd coloring. The weirdest thing was that the lines didn't match up. You would look at a corner, at a door jam, at a window sill, and it...never seemed qite right. It made my head hurt, but gave the whole place a sort of charm.
We were at the Beach Boardwalk, going on rides. I was with the twins, Rob & Teresa, who are a year younger than me (seniors in HS), and T's friend Roseanne, who was also staying at the house. I spent most of the time talking to Rob.
T is that sort of cousin everyone has, the one you like and think highly of, but never know how to talk to. I can't find anything to relate to, anythign to talk to her about. Which makes me kind of sad, because she really is a nice, cool person. So on family events I usually end up talking to their sister Erin (sophomore in HS), who I can talk to about music, politics, movies, personal relationships, any frelling thing imaginable, or Robert. Robert I end up talking to about movies, internet, games (he's into some fannish things, but only mildly, and gaming-related), books (we both read fantasy novels), and random stuff.
We were standing in line for the blue rollercaoster and Rob and I ended up entertaining ourselves by seeing how many objects, letters, or geometric shapes we could form out of a string of six tickets. This lasted a good fifteen minutes, the whole time we were in line. We got very creative about it too.
That's the kind of thing I can't just do with Teresa. Or, for that matter, with my brother. But I can do that with my mom, with Erin, and with friend K.
I don't know what you'd call that, but I guess it's just where you're relaxed enough to easily fill time with another person, without worrying about it or thinking about it or having to plan for it or come up with topic ideas for conversation. That's the kind of thing that makes me really like people I'm with.
I can loosen up around Rob or Erin. And then, I'm goofy. If I'm quiet, it's either because I'm sick or I feel like I don't belong in the group. Now, my brother and dad I'm goofy around anyway, because I've lived and grown up with them, of course. But other people... If it's more than just me and 1 new person, if its a group of new people... I get quiet and sullen.
I watched My Neighbor Totoro last night. Stayed up fucking late, too. I'd watched this once before, but I was so little I didn't remember anything.
It was cute. Not as gorgeous and brilliant as Spirited Away, and rather slowly paced for my taste, but very cute. And hey, CatBus. Any movie with a CatBus is worth watching.
I watched it while staying overnight on the weekend with my cousins, who rented this adorable house for a week in Santa Cruz, about two streets from the beach. It was an oddly made house. The outside was a dark plum color, and the inside was mostly butter yellow, with bright blue doors and random walls it odd coloring. The weirdest thing was that the lines didn't match up. You would look at a corner, at a door jam, at a window sill, and it...never seemed qite right. It made my head hurt, but gave the whole place a sort of charm.
We were at the Beach Boardwalk, going on rides. I was with the twins, Rob & Teresa, who are a year younger than me (seniors in HS), and T's friend Roseanne, who was also staying at the house. I spent most of the time talking to Rob.
T is that sort of cousin everyone has, the one you like and think highly of, but never know how to talk to. I can't find anything to relate to, anythign to talk to her about. Which makes me kind of sad, because she really is a nice, cool person. So on family events I usually end up talking to their sister Erin (sophomore in HS), who I can talk to about music, politics, movies, personal relationships, any frelling thing imaginable, or Robert. Robert I end up talking to about movies, internet, games (he's into some fannish things, but only mildly, and gaming-related), books (we both read fantasy novels), and random stuff.
We were standing in line for the blue rollercaoster and Rob and I ended up entertaining ourselves by seeing how many objects, letters, or geometric shapes we could form out of a string of six tickets. This lasted a good fifteen minutes, the whole time we were in line. We got very creative about it too.
That's the kind of thing I can't just do with Teresa. Or, for that matter, with my brother. But I can do that with my mom, with Erin, and with friend K.
I don't know what you'd call that, but I guess it's just where you're relaxed enough to easily fill time with another person, without worrying about it or thinking about it or having to plan for it or come up with topic ideas for conversation. That's the kind of thing that makes me really like people I'm with.
I can loosen up around Rob or Erin. And then, I'm goofy. If I'm quiet, it's either because I'm sick or I feel like I don't belong in the group. Now, my brother and dad I'm goofy around anyway, because I've lived and grown up with them, of course. But other people... If it's more than just me and 1 new person, if its a group of new people... I get quiet and sullen.
