Catching Fire was so depressing. Loved the acting though, and the story, maybe I should read the book. On a darker note…
“Love is like oxygen” Yep, felt that while watching the movie and while on the way back to the dorm. I felt like I was choking. My birthday’s coming up soon, and I’m wondering how I’m gonna survive another year. I’m giving up. I’m  becoming desperate again. I’m giving up that one dream of my life. It seems impossible. how can I find someone if that someone, I realized, is me? And I kept whispering the other day, “what have you done? what have you done?”
So how am I going to survive another year? It seems like a torture. But on a lighter note, I would like to live it like it’s my last year of life. How? I don’t know yet. But I can see myself, closing in again like turtle, and keeping everyone out.
I have lived for a decade and can you imagine, 10 years of torture. But i lived, i learned, i learned that was the most important thing. And I’ve met people, I’ve smiled. But I keep coming back.