Just got back from the midnight show at Nu Art. Tonight's movie was The Breakfast Club. It's funny to see it again, especially in a theater with all those way-too-cool sixteen year olds who are only there because they can't get into bars. It made me feel 1)old, and 2) boring.

I used to relate so strongly to Ally Sheedy's character...I was definitely closest to that in High School. Coincidentally, in my drama class, we did several scenes from the movie...including the one where Claire puts her lipstick on with only her cleavage. I was Claire. I practiced for hours. Time well spent. Actually, the things we did in that class were some of the funnest times I remember having--it was wonderful to play someone else, someone as completely different from me as it could get--like a prom queen.

There's an Ally Sheedy line in which she says our hearts die when we grow up. It drew a laugh from much of the teenage crowd, so dramatic and over the top. But it made me sad, because I'm old enough now to understand that it actually happens, and very easily. It's just hard to watch movies like this, and find myself relating more and more to the characters who were once the enemy. I don't want to be the enemy!

So, in summation, not much is new. I'm still complaining about the same crap I was before. Blah, blah, blah, disillusionment, blah, blah, old, blah, boring, blah.