When I was a little girl I wanted to go to see Pete's Dragon.
I wanted to see it so bad that I locked myself in my room demanding that if I didn't get to see it I would never come out again.
My mother's response to this:
"Suit yourself. You should clean your room while your in there."

Don't worry...I finally saw it.
But can you imagine if I hadn't?

Movie Review...by Amanda Allan.
I saw the Lakehouse.
Do not go see the Lakehouse.
Unless you want to see "You've got mail" the magical version.
That's all I can say about that.

So one would think that getting an education would make you a better person right?
Well, I've got my degree and I still do not want to do my laundry.

Last night I watched "The Lost Boys of Sudan". It's a documentary about a group of Sudaneese refugees that come to America. All of the boys that come over have lost their parents and or families in war, and now are trying to make a new life for themselves in America.
It's one of those movies that humbles your problems and makes you feel really tiny in respect to the rest of the world.
Like how can I be upset because the woman standing in front of me on the subway decided to board the train before everyone exited the train...when Darfur is the way it is and innocent people die everyday.
If you haven't checked it out, you really should.
It's a good film.