Thursday, February 17, 2011

The absence of alternatives clears the mind marvelously.

I went to see Master Harold and the Boys today. It was exceptionally emotional. The boy playing Master Harold is very cute, but he's not my type. I don't know what my type is, but I know he isn't it. He seems to be highly intelligent too. Very good actor.

Now that my mother is gone, the house is very empty and quiet without her. It makes me think of how empty it will be when I leave and how disappointed and sad my parents will be when they realize I won't be returning to California to live permanently. That's eight years from now, so I won't have to deal with that now.

When I went to see the play today, I went to Mlle. Yasakova. It was nice talking to her, but I always get a sick feeling afterward. She's getting involved with M. Pei--who is just bad news no matter how or where you put him. Anyways, I told her what I thought of the matter, but everything depends on her decision. She's a grown-up now. She's making her own decision.

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