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Coen Brothers' movies I need to see:
Blood Simple
Raising Arizona
Miller's Crossing
Barton Fink
The Hudsucker Proxy
Fargo
The Big Lebowski
O Brother, Where Art Thou?

The Man Who Wasn't There
Intolerable Cruelty
The Ladykillers
No Country for Old Men
Burn After Reading

A Serious Man
Chuck Palahniuk Books I want to read and own:
Bold = own.

Fight Club
Invisible Monsters
Survivor

Choke
Lullaby
Diary
Haunted
Rant
Snuff
Pygmy
Weird dreams...
Friday. 6.27.08 10:20 am
1)
I was at this guy's house with someone who was my best friend, that I don't really know in real life. She was going to date this guy who's house we were at, and I was going to date his friend. I asked for alcohol. I don't really know why. We started drinking shots. Then the guy's mom came home. Then the guy turned into Stephen. Then me and Stephen were cuddling. Then Stephen kissed me. Then Stephen started freaking out.

"Oh my god, oh my god, you made me cheat on Jennifer, I can't believe you did that, I can't believe I did that, why did you make me cheat on her?!"

Excuse me? So I yelled back.

"What the fuck is your problem, Stephen? You're the one who kissed me! I didn't make you do anything! And if you have to kiss me because we aren't hanging out enough, then that's all your fault."

Then I went to the backroom and apologized to my best friend and the two guys we were supposed to date.







2)
I was in a dank house, probably the Bright House, but a little shadier. One Wolf was in one room, and Jordan Martin was in town in the other room. They were playing music. It was nice.





3)
It was like a movie. Me and a group of friends were giving alcohol to some ladies. Then my friends started shooting the ladies. And chopping them up. And basically killing them. And then they took most of the bodies and hid them or something, but they left one in our room. I guess it was a dorm room.

Then it happened again, just kind of started over, but this time my friend said something like "Meet Jesus Christ," before she killed the ladies. This friend was the obvious leader of the group. She started off Asian, and really pretty.

They left me in the room with the one body. Then I freaked out and started running down halls screaming "THERE'S A MURDERED BODY IN THERE!" I was just running and running and running, around the campus, trying to get away. I came upon a wall, and my group of friends was sitting on it.

"You just bought yourself a one-way ticket to hell," the leader, who was now very tan and brunnette and bitchy, but no longer Asian, called down to me. Then she pulled out a gun and started shooting at me. I ran around the wall as fast as I could, and I could feel the bullets biting at my heels, but they never got me. The rugby (wtf is rugby, anyway?) team came out, and the captain stood in front to talk to my group of friends. I hoped he would say "I'll show you the power of Christ," or something like that, but then I remembered that the last person who tried that got shot, too.

I kept running and running, and was eventually out of her range. I ran into a girl who used to be in our group of friends. She said that the leader had kicked her out because she wasn't Christian enough. We decided to work to stop the girls.

We ran into the rugby team and they said they would help us. The team captain took a liking to me, and asked us to stay at their house. Apparently they all lived together. I thought his friend was cuter, but I know the way movies work, and I knew I had to like the captain. So we went to his house and ate pizza and stuff. He said something about having to lure the group of friends somewhere or the other, and we were going to plan that.

Next thing I knew, I was at a park with my "brother in arms" and my aunt. We were just sitting, when the group of friends came up and started meditating. I didn't hear much of what they were saying in their chants, I was too busy hiding behind a glove, but I did hear, "We hate Hinduism, we love heroin," as they crossed themselves. Now the leader was blonde and pretty pale and her hair was in a bun on her head. She was becoming a typical stupid prom-bitch as time passed.

She thought she saw someone with hair the same color as mine and told one of her friends to go check it out. It ended up being my Biology teacher from last year, who was also apparently my aunt, and she asked to join the meditative group. She also asked if she could bring a friend. They said sure. They were all wearing saris, so she knew that she could bring me, if I wore the face wrap (I don't think those are actually part of saris...) and we had found our chance to sabotage the group.

The next day we borrowed saris from Yashvi and I spent the whole day learning how to walk in one. I never made it to the meditative group. I was in my grandparent's house and all of a sudden we were being sabotaged by the girls. They were coming after me with guns, and fists, and probably knives, and I just had my sari and couldn't really run, but I was doing my best. I didn't know where anyone on my side was, and the leader, still blonde was on me, and telling me something, and--

My alarm went off. Seriously. I wanted to know what happened soo bad. It was like Mean Girls with a (bloody) twist... Pretty crazy. It had like, a plot and everything. And the whole time I felt like I was just watching a movie. I wasn't really afraid for me life, except for at the very begining. It was pretty cool.
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