So today was the day that I sat on my bum and watched movies. I picked movies that would depress me on so many levels and to top it off Muchmusic aired Sum 41 rocked congo...and yeah. I am sad and depressed and angry and really hating war. I watched City of God and it was ugly. But extremly good you know. Then I watched Apocolypst Now *that's spelled wrong* but I don't care..anyways. I watched that and yeah felt kinda sick for a little bit...then I watched the Apartment..and yes this wasn't so sad it was a 1950's flick and it was about mistressed and executives and that one guy who lends out his apartment...not so sad but yeah. Then the documentary and I did that thing with my face that i do when I am about to cry. Just shit like that gets to me and I want to bash things and cry and scream but what will that do? Give me a couple bruises, make my mascara run and make the people that I love worry about me. But if I don't do something soon like maybe start an organization or go to an orphanage or a hospital and help people who need help and support I think I might just go insane. Why? Well I cant bare living in a world where children kill because that's life...having that thought go through their minds..that's life...and feel no remorse..then no. I can't. I won't. I do. war child go there... 