so he's not james franco, james dean, aaron johnson (and the list potentially continues perpetually) amazing, but he does have that attractive, kooky personality that i adore in boys (i know not to all haha). something that makes you ngaw uncontrollably and feel pathetic without having to gag at yourself (well not as much as the regular). so where does michael cera indulging lead to?
nothing really, except that i should urge us all to find our michael ceras in life. well if your anything like twisted old me, you wouldn't even bother with the pursuit and just wait and see. i guess this boils down to discernment. sometimes we get caught up with the momentary madness, the transitory ecstacy and the rendevouz- like fling to conveniently forget about the future. i can honestly say at this point in time, i am in this position. it feels like i am at the crux of a michael cera vs. (who's a hot jerk in a movie? can't think...) in life. and i am not merely confining this to love, but life in general.
so change may be splendid but it can also lead us to danger. sometimes we may get distracted by the flurries and hurries of our life to lose focus upon our michael ceras... the little less appealing, AWKWARD people/moments/extensions of your life. i dont know if im making sense here, probably not because as we speak i am very apprehensive about receiving my hsc marks tomorrow and moreso freaking out about the atar rank the day after. God, please help me haha.
p.s. michael cera, this post was not really about you. you were another twisted analogy. but i still think you're adorable anyway.
love
p.s. written on december 15 2009
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