last night of film fest.

tonight was "watching the detectives" and it was my second fave movie of the festival after "normal adolescent behavior" and omgz cillian murphy was so fucking hot in this movie!!!!! i really hardly ever ogle the menfolk but gahhhhh!
he wasn't there but lucy liu was and i got some cute pics of her and wow i haven't posted a single damn picture yet, i'm a slackass. and it was directed by the broken lizard guy and he was there and broken lizard is a sad name. no one better break my lizard!

so my new plan for the summer is to put myself on an actual writing schedule and finish my damn screenplay cuz it's about freaking time!! and volunteer. or work. or just nothing to do with horrible school. which i have tomorrow.

the past two nights, i've had dreams that i was living in my exbestfriend's house with her family but that i realized it was time for me to go. in the first dream, i realized it. in the second one, i was packing up my things to leave.

what do you think it means?