Dear Jimmy

Tonight I went and checked out the Tom Ford film - A Single Man - that I told you about. Some people walked away judging the film. I walked away and couldn't belive it had ended. The film, was beautiful, the cinemetorgraphy, the set design, the costume design, eveything about this film was done beautifully. I couldn't watch away simply because of the aesthics. You could tell this film was done by a designer, but that was nothing to judge it on.

Then there was the story itself, with out letting up too much, it ended how the main character wanted it to end the only catch is you've got to think about it before you understand that this is a good ending.It's not the daft ending that is suggested at the start. Superficially it was a tradgey - it took aimee to make me see this was a happy ending to a beautiful film. A story that has been tol before, but you couldn't tell that from watching it. Colin Firth & Julianne Moore totally redefined for me.

After the movie we went to the IVY with Vanessa and Hope and some other people. Ran into heaps of random people I know, ended up finding Hope and dancing my arse off to Naughty by Nature. When I say dancing my arse off we were right behind them, right behind them, we were pretty much sharing sweat. And as if that wasn't enough SALT N PEPPER emerged dancing in the pool infront of the hip hop legends, and for the final song they welcomed out KID CUDI and who else but BUSTA RHYMES to the stage an all in version of OPP/naughty by nature awesome and hip hop legeneds mash up. Again right in front of me - did I mention the sweat -, I wasn't ashamed to act like a fan girl, so I did.. I tried calling you - I got onto that spansish chick, pretty sure thats the wrong number?

Off course Aimee and I got in another massive fight, we worked it out, then when we did what we always do and fought. Another fight. This is it I think. This is the limit where she can't actually listen and hear me at the same time, I'm not that important to her.
I just walked home freaking out myself and Andy cause I was crying to him on the phone. If that's not a reminder that I'm a chick here is another: sent Aimee about four messages since I got home explaining why I couldn't handle her yelling at me any more. No answer. I feel like the chick in a relationship that the other person doesn't want a bar of. ARGH.

So I guess here I am in life, with nothing to hold me back except work to move overseas. I'm totally open to packing up and leaving this place (btw Bob is always coming with me :) that cool?) when you want me to.

In more positive light, this video gives no cred to how cool tonight was. I wish you were there sweating with me.


22 days.
xxx