black hawk.

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.