I just watched V For Vendetta again.
The first time I saw it, I was a little, just a little, dissapointed.
But this time I saw that it is, in fact, brilliant.
I cried all the way through. . When it was done, I put on the lights, and sat at my desk. I had a MySpace message from a 14 year old boy from Leeds called Max. It read,
"I wish i was you =]"
Max looks like the coolest guy in the whole world. So I cried again, and wished I was Max.
Time is freaking me out today. Today doesn't seem to want to leave. This is the longest day I can remember. I wish I could do something useful with it, but, for once, it seems I cannot.