I watched Tim Burton’s Ed Wood with my mom today… and you know, I have a different vision of this movie now. After a year working with cheap movies, I see Ed Wood in a very different way. It’s hard to make movies when you have just some good friends, a big love for cinema and a force of will without any resources, without being paid, without a really good choice of actors and effects, hell, without any money at all.  I can say that I identified a LOT with him today, but I can’t really tell if this is a good or a bad thing lol

I managed to sleep four hours last night, yay! But now, I still have to tidying my room :( and wow, I was looking my posts of yesterday, and my english was worst than never. Sorry guys, my bad.

It’s more than a little sad, how little my father and I know each other.

I went some days ago, with my brother and his girlfriend, in a dinner with my father and his wife. Her wife, I have to say, is a lovely person. I seriously don’t know how she stand my father lol.

My father is less… well, less annoying than before. He wasn’t trying to get involved in my life or decisions; the only thing that annoyed me to no end was when he tried to say that next year “I will for sure” spend some days with my grandmother. Ehhr, no. I’m of age and capable of deciding what I want, and I don’t want restore certain family ties.

Hell, that side of the family didn’t gave a rat’s ass for me in my childhood or my teenage days, and I have no intention to look like a good little girl and visit the family that ignored me half of my life. My family is my mother and my brother, who was much more of a father for me than my father ever was. I can include here in family my grandmother, mother of my mom, a cousin and my cats, but that’s it.

I know, I’m full of daddy issues. I don’t deny it, and I’m trying to put it all behind and release some resentment that exist within me, but the things will not be ok so quickly, so… it’s better slow down all this happy family crap.

Guys, yesterday I watched ‘The Wire’ (Deep Space Nine episode) and MY GOD THIS IS SO MUCH GAY I CAN’T.

You can wait some caps Garak/Bashir, today. This ship have a name, anyway?

Life is such a bittersweet thing, doesn’t it?

Last Friday was awesome. I had a great time; it was my graduation on my film course, and the three movies that we made were shown to family and friends and other people. It was awesome to see my short movies there, knowing that I helped to make it.

But when I came home… you remember that I said that a strange cat almost killed my kittens in the Friday morning, if my dog hadn’t warned me?

Well, he tried, but this time, the strange cat won. He killed the kittens, except for one.

It was so damn sad, see them dead. They were so cute, so full of life, and then… dead. 

But, again, at least one of them survived. A sweet taste in all the bitterness, at least.

As I said… life is such a bittersweet thing.

There are songs that you don’t even have to listen, you only need to think about them, and it gives you will to dance… like (for me at least) You Can’t Stand Me Now, by The Libertines.

Too bad that I’m a worst dancer than David Bowie.

My dog just saved my kittens! He barked a lot, and then I woke up - it’s early here, right now is 07:51 a.m. - and went to see why the hell he was barking so much, and then I saw a strange cat near to my baby cats. If wasn’t for him, I think that the cat could have killed the kittens.

I don’t think I talked about this last week, but I had a so big relief last weekend. My sister-in-law wanted to eat crabs, and my brother asked my mom if they could cook the crabs in her house, but my mom denied.

Why I was so relieved? Well, the thing about crambs is that, like, you have to cook them alive. Basically, you have to boil a pot, and them put the crambs alive in the boiling water.

It’s not only because I’m a vegetarian, because I try not to be an annoying vegetarian and I usually don’t say nothing in this cases, but I think that is just… cruel. It’s just cruel cook this animals alive. And apparently, even my mom, that isn’t vegetarian, think so.

So, I was so damn glad that my mom didn’t let they do it in my house.

Guys, I’m very, very, veeeery tired. Completely weary. But it was totally worthy it.

Today, I finally, FINALLY completed the shooting of my first short movie. After all the problems, all the impediments, it worked.

Sure, I spent at least one hour locked in the bathroom trying to build up the courage to speak with my actors, but it end I made it. And damnit, I have to admit that I’m very proud of the result.

So, there is this internet forum where I am a moderator, an Anne Rice forum. We have annually have this celebration that, I guess, in English is called Secret Santa. The presents are fanart or fanfics about Anne Rice’s works.

The bad thing is, the name I have is from a newbie. I don’t know her, I don’t know what she likes, if she likes slash. The only thing I know is that she likes Lestat, but I don’t even know if she likes of a specific pairing, and now I’m trying to think in a gen fic with Lestat, but it’s kind of hard, I’m used to write Lestat/Louis :\