friday night i couldn't find sleep.
it was 12:34 and i was wide awake.
i ventured on over to hulu to see if a movie could speed along the process.
i stumbled upon flyboys and decided to give it a whirl.
jimmy boy was one of the leads.
james franco + uniform + plane flying + war story = no sleep.
oh, and his love story with lucienne was tragic and beautiful.
as strange as it may sound, i really enjoy war movies.
i remember getting a little too involved with the great escape
in ap euro my sophomore year of high school and
i may have shed a tear or two last week at battle: los angeles
when the first helicopter got shot down.
i can't help it.
the realness* of it all really tugs at my heart strings
and makes me appreciate the men and women fighting for our lives.
*yes, i am aware battle: la isn't all that real but i'm talkin emotions people.
just the thought of watching your friends die is too painful to handle.