I have not stepped into a theater since the Bourne Identity. And that was such a disappointment too.

Still, am still rubbing my hands in gleeful anticipation for the release of the Red Dragon. What better casting than to have Sir Hopkins reprising his psychomaniac role, Ralph Fiennes as another psychomaniac, and Edward Norton as Mr Policeman?

*dances around*

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I realise that being thrown into a completely new situation and circumstances allows one (more often than not) to develop as an individual. After much deliberation, I came to the conclusion that I'm not much of an individual at all. I used to be much more comfortable playing roles, roles that fit into other peoples' expectations; roles which entailed me being labelled the clown of the group; or the cynical one; or the ever-reliable one; or the one you turn to when you need a listening ear. I defined myself by how well I did in school and I always beat myself up over it if I didn't perform to expectation. I was always the amiable one and got along with everyone.

And now in a situation where the number of close friends I have is dwindling, where I'm forced to solitude more, instead of blossoming into a unique individual, I find that I don't really know what I'm supposed to be, or how I'm supposed to act in various social situations. I'm a lot more independent, yes, but independence is a seperate entity from your very being.

Ah well. Que sara sara, carpe diem, etc. If things go well I'll be flying to Melbourne soon enough. That should be enough to make me feel whole again. Keine Sorge. *grin*