"The Diving Bell and the Butterfly"

I recently saw this movie called "The Diving Bell and butterfly" by the director Julain Schnabel. The movie took me by surprise and I haven't seen a movie like this one in a long time. The movie was about a man who use to work for Elle magazine in France had recently suffer from a massive stroke. He couldn't move any part of his body due to this and he could only see through one eye. The only way of him communicating was through a sort of blinking method. What he did was blink twice for yes and once for no. The doctors a therapist would recite a series of letters from the alphabet until he would blink twice for the letter and make words in that matter. The movie was completely in french but I still fell the pain that he was going through.

Why men should not write about women, just like women shouldn't write about men...

In my opinion i just hate reading any story or book about a male gender author writing about what women want. The same goes for women writing about how the mind of a man works. I also hate having to sit and watch movies about it. Only men know what men want or what men are really thinking. Women break their heads over the mystery of the male mind. I don't think when it comes down to writing a book or making a movie we are well aware of how different all women are. Just like i feel the same way for men, but they know and they bond with the idea of thinking that they are such a mystery when really we are all the same way.

"Never waist more than an inch of make up for any man"

My mom has always given me advice ever since I was younger. I usually don't like to listen because I don't like to be a part of reality. I bought a couple of months ago make-up from l
Lancome which by the matter of fact is really expensive these days. My mom tells me to only use it on very special occasions so I did. This night was the night i was suppose to see my boyfriend i hadn't seen in about a week. He promised he would come pick me up and we would go catch a movie or something. I waited until 12 am at night he never showed up. I was really disappointed that i had spend all this time getting ready using really expensive mascara and just having to wash it off by 1 am. His excuse was "I am sorry i had forgotten, my friends took me away". I don't really remember what i was most upset about the fact that he forgot or the fact that i waisted my time on getting ready?

Amedeo Modigliani

Amendeo Modigliani was an Itlalian artist of the later 18th century. He was born in Italy but began his career as a sculptor and painter in France. He is to me a true insperation. His painting consisted of images of people without a clear view or without any eyes. One of his last paintings was one created of his wife. In this painting he made eyes for her for the first and only time. Unfortanetly, he was an alcoholic, he only lived to be 35 years old.