They told us that one day we'll understand.

Through our eyes, it seemed belittling and patronizing. How was I to know that they were probably looking at us with envy, wishing they possessed our childlike innocence.

There was a time when everything was black and white. You either liked a person or you didn't. You either really wanted it or you didn't want it at all. No one would be able to persuade you or dissuade you otherwise. Sometimes I wonder if the world gets tougher as we grow up or is it really just us? That we are the ones that make things difficult. That we are the ones that make the gray. That maybe the world didn't get harder to live in but that we make it harder to live in all by ourselves...It's not our fault really...It's that life made us that way. The more we know, the more we experience, the more we lose our certainty.

It would be nice to be able to look at a playground and go "Ooh fun!" as opposed to cursing and muttering about the rampant vandalism of the swings and jungle gyms. It would be nice to once again have the world appear straight forward.

I absolutely HATE generic endings...

I hate how the good guys always walk away alive and with everything ending up the way they want while every other antagonist or disposable character dies. Why are the movies this season choosing endings ala Disney stories? We're not five. We've read Hans Christian Andersen. We can handle the death of the main character. It's not that I have anything against happy endings. I like happy endings. But lately it seems like writers are not even trying anymore. It's like they had an interesting idea for a story but as they wrote on they realized they didn't know what to do with the end so they passed it on to a 70 year old widow who has only ever believed in prevalent heroes (who, of course, get the girl) and fallen villains.

Trust me when I say that I really don't have anything against happy endings, it's just that if you want to make a story believable, sometimes killing even one good guy can't be a bad thing. And I absolutely DO NOT get why dead people need to be brought back to life. If they're dead, they're dead. We, the audience, will come to terms with it. We don't need you to bring the good guy back from the dead through some miraculously improbable manner like gran-ma breathing life into a dead girl from two deserts and three villages away or having mom kill herself so that she can donate her organs to her practically dead son. Seriously, if you can't bare to kill the good guy, then just don't kill him. Why do you need to kill him and then bring him back to life? It's anticlimactic and annoying.

Movies this season just don't seem to be worth the time or the money. It's a horrifying notion that today, as I sat through the pre-movie screenings, I enjoyed watching the advertisements more than the movie trailers.

Word of the day: We're always one decision away from acting like we're five.