caffeine diary

I've realized something: I am not particularly a person of strong opinions. In fact, I am easily malleable in my personality. If you spend enough time with me, you can probably make me into a little duplicate copy of yourself. If you have any particularly strong opinions, I will share them with you, most likely, if I don't already have an opinion on that subject.

I have, therefore, no taste of my own. I am a simple creature. I like being made to laugh; I like being made to cry; I like pop culture. I think I avoided it for so long not because of snobbishness or because I was too highbrow but because I knew that if I gave in, I would give in totally. I appear to have no taste whatsoever.

Oh, there are things that I like. There just aren't things that I dislike, not unless they are atrociously bad. We saw Alex & Emma the other day. My friend hated it, despised it, said it was crap. Talked about the cimematography. My opinion, if you'd asked for a totally honest assesment, would have been,( spoilers for Alex & Emma ). I'm not sure this is such a bad thing. Being happy is important, right?

And sometimes I get to be happy.

I am NOT just a superficial idiot, right?