fell down the rabbit hole

Biting. It's Like Kissing, Only There's A Winner!

2011-05-20T15:25:00.000+10:00

I've been a very, very bad blogger. I'd rattle off some excuses - starting uni, boat load of assignments, Doctor Who coming back - but I know they just wouldn't cut it. Ages ago, I planned on doing a post about my starting uni, but I kept putting it back and putting it back, and, here we are.

University is different. Even though it's coming on the end of the semester, I still haven't decided if it's good different or bad different. I can't be bothered doing an entire post about it (I know, bad blogger!) so I can sum it up in two dot points:

I'm still good at English (university English!)
I miss being a big fish in a small pond.

Right now, I can tell that there are some small fish in this university pond. So, in comparison, it's like, I'm still a big fish. Surrounded by other big fish in a slightly larger pond.

That analogy got away from me. But you get the idea.

Anyway, all this talk of ponds has made me hungry for Doctor Who.. Speaking of - Neil Gaiman is more than welcome to stop writing awesome books and continue writing awesome Who episodes! The Doctor's Wife was absolutely flawless. Easily the best episode of the series. And, dare I say, it may even be edging out Vincent & The Doctor for the prestigious title of 'Bec's Favourite Episode.' Perfect, I say. It seems that Gaiman is to the Moff era what Moff was to the RTD era.

So, that's about all I have to say. Here, have a picture.

Hello Again, Friend of a Friend.

2011-01-13T14:11:00.000+11:00

So, it's been a while. I don't apologise.

I'm in that awkward phase where I'm no longer a student and currently unemployed. After my HSC finished, I wanted to do nothing but relax, play video games, and yes, go on tumblr.

I've been cheating on blogger with tumblr, it's true. Tumblr allows me to express my inner gayness in ways that blogger does not. I can't be a fan girl on my blog as much as I can on tumblr because I'm supposed to sound somewhat intellectual on here, instead of going 'jasdkifhsdjfh' whenever I really adore something. It's just easier over there.

But, I guess I've given my brain enough rest, and its high-time I return here. Though, I can't for the life of me think of anything worth writing. This is the exception, though. I can't very well return here without telling you all about my absence, now can I?

Now, I return to the land where I need to use real, English words to express my feelings in some form of coherence, where my tags are actually supposed to mean something, and where gifs don't have to be 500kb or less! SUCK THAT, TUMBLR.

So, as I take my leave, here are some options of what I might post in the next couple of days:

If I ever decide to finish my Glee rant, expect parts 2 and 3 of that
my new favourite person in the world
the amazing-ness that is Avatar: The Last Airbender
and maybe some other stuff if the blogger Gods will it.

There Is Nothing Ironic About Show Choir!

2010-11-09T17:39:00.001+11:00

It has been a week since I finished my last exam, and one would assume that this post would be my Obligatory-Hurray-I've-Finished-High-School-Post, but alas. Seeing as pop culture and the entertainment sphere basically consume my life (there's a pie chart screaming to be created), I've decided to rant, logically, of course, about Glee. About a year and a half ago, I watched the pilot, and I thought it was the most amazing thing I had seen in a long time.

The first 13 episodes were just gold. Well-written, good characters and the writers actually paid attention to continuity.

Then the back 9 aired. They weren't as good as the first half, and I had a lot of problems, but they were still watchable. I mean, it seemed like they were more concerned with message of the week and seeing how many songs they can fit with that theme, rather than an actual series arc. You could make a drinking game out of it. For example, try watching "Funk," and do a shot every time they say "funk." You'll be hammered within fifteen minutes.

We're now five episodes into Season 2, and it has been underwhelming. The majority of episodes have been lackluster and forgettable. There is just no continuing storyline, and that irks me. Which has lead to this, which will probably be in more than one part, bear in mind. Rebecca Rants About Glee. Keeping in mind this is still one of my favourite shows - I over analyse almost everything. You should see me after I watch a movie..

POINT THE FIRST - Continuity.
Or, suffice it to say, lack thereof. Without the Series Arc that Season 1 Part 1 had, there has been no continuity. I do think that has something to do with the 'Theme' episodes. But, even recently, I got my hopes up when the first episode of Season 2 was actually good! Then, it went downhill . There was a Britney Spears episode, which did NOTHING for the plot, except solidify the fact that the writers are butchering the characters (more on that later). Then there was a religious episode, which fueled my annoyance for Kurt and his storyline.

But then there was 'Duets' which made me take back everything bad I said about the show! The writing was excellent, the songs weren't all related by title, and there was character development - real, live character development! AND A PLOT. I was sure we were getting somewhere, back to the Season 1 magic...

And then we had the Rocky Horror Episode. As much as I love "Rocky Horror Picture Show," the episode was just..ugh. The show actually forgot what happened in the last episode! Example: in "Duets," Brittany & Santana fought. In "Rocky Horror Glee Show," they were just best friends ~~with benefits~~ again! Although, my theory is that Brittany forgot that she was mad at Santana, but I honestly applaud the show for being able to punch the Continuity Fairy in the face so many times. There is so much more I could say on it, but I don't have the time or the energy. (Oh, who am I kidding?)

POINT THE SECOND - Theme Episodes.
Following on from Continuity, I guess the 'Theme' episodes are to blame for this abuse of storyline. In the Back Nine, every episode's title (Dream On, Hell-O, Funk) was the theme. And every song had a variation of said title ("Dream On", "Hello," ,"Give Up The Funk"). That's just laziness. Instead of writing the episodes and putting in songs to help further PLOT and CHARACTER, Ryan Murphy had a contest to see who could put in more songs with the same word.

The only episode that kind of redeemed itself was "Laryngitis." But even then, we were spoon-fed that the kids had to sing songs about "how they feel right now," instead of just letting them happen. There was a lot wrong with that episode, but it still had an inkling of what made the show great.

By substituting these themes, it was made apparent that the Glee Club wasn't really striving for anything. Season 1, they were working towards Sectionals, and the plot was created by that, Sue trying to disband them, and character situations arising from that. But now, they aren't working for anything, and by the time Regionals rolled around, the pulled something out of their behinds the week of. No wonder they didn't win!

At least have, like, Mike teaching them a cool new move in one episode, and we see them performing that at the competition. Have all these songs, but hint towards them practicing something for Sectionals/Regionals/Whatever. Instead of singing a song in the choir room, why aren't you rehearsing for an upcoming competition?! I suppose because the show would get boring, but instead of using the Theme Episodes to allow new viewers to tune in halfway through a season, why aren't you trying to keep old fans?

There is a lot wrong with Glee, and you'll probably think I'm a hypocrite, but I'm still going to keep watching it. I do love it, I really do. But I can't help but find problems in it. I want it to go back to the show with so much heart. So I will keep watching it in the hopes that it does.

Side Note: DARREN CRISS IS IN IT TOMORROW NIGHT WEEE.

Men Should Be What They Seem.

2010-10-20T11:31:00.000+11:00

So, I won a competition. As per usual, I didn't think I would. I thought my entry was lame, blah blah blah. but lo and behold, I got the call yesterday saying I won (my category.) It's no national prize, but it's still pretty awesome.

Now, for Betty, I post my winning image: Perception is Reality.

Sorry the quality is shocking. Blogger does that to you.

So there he is! Do you get it? Like, it's one of those woody men who's holding up the picture, because he wants to look like Ken? Yeah? Yeah. Whatever, I won.

Don't Look At Me With Those Judge-y Little Eyes

2010-10-11T16:51:00.000+11:00

Basically, that Disney list is over. I tried, got about a third of the way in, and then more interesting ways for me to procrastinate came about. Like watching The Vampire Diaries. I admit it, I actually kind of like it. I watched the first episode ages ago on GO! but I spent the entire time making up lame storylines for when Van Helsing becomes a science teacher at a high school to try and suss out the vampire student. But, I gave it another shot, and it gets better. Like, the writers called a meeting and were like, "How about we stop sucking and get awesome instead?" and then high fived on it. So, now I give you my thoughts on the first few episodes (because that's all I've watched.)

First off: Pilot.

I am actually pleasantly surprised by the fact that I don’t hate Elena. I might even venture to say that I actively like her as a character. also love Caroline
STEFAN WHY ARE YOU SO CREEPY
I am loving how Damon’s entrances are always accompanied by like 50 fog machines as if he is David Bowie after a wardrobe change.
INTENSE VAMPIRE EYELINER
so much lulz over Stefan having a diary. he is like the creepiest pubescent girl ever. if I were Elena I probably would have maced that mofo like halfway through the episode. also he kind of looks like the muppet lovechild of David Boreanaz and RPattz. (but still handsome!)
STEFAN YOU ARE STALKING A TEENAGER BECAUSE SHE LOOKS LIKE YOUR EX FROM THE 1800’S. LOOK AT YOUR LIFE, LOOK AT YOUR CHOICES. and damn boy, have you been studying the Barney Stinson Weirdly Intense Eye Contact Method?
Matt is beautiful.
Vicky is a dumb bitch.
HNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNG IAN SOMERHALDER FUCK EVERYTHING I ADORE DAMON
Ian Somerhalder is an absolute fucking delight in everything he ever does and this is definitely no exception.
OHHHH BUT THE LAST 5 MINUTES MADE ME SHIP DAMON/CAROLINE AND STEFAN/ELENA WHOOPS. I mean, I have no idea where this show is going but I know that I’m almost definitely going to change my mind on those ships if the usual contents of the fandom are any indication.
Everyone is so pretty. You're only allowed in this town if you're pretty.
overall: liked it, excited to see how much better it’s going to get

Now, Random Thoughts

I want to have Damon’s evil sadistic vampire babies. Seriously, look in his eyes. Sorry, you're pregnant.
Nina Dobrev makes me want to stop eating forever. I mean, I think she looks like she needs to sit down and have about five hamburgers, but she can pull off the jeans-and-boots combo like I’ve always wished I could.
It’s a little Twilight-y, but Elena’s teen angst is so much more bearable than Bella’s, because Elena 1) has actually had something really really tragic and damaging happen to her instead of just being a self-important, whiny twat over nothing, and 2) she is actually trying to be happy.
LOL FOREVER AT STEFAN JOINING THE FOOTBALL TEAM. It’s actually kind of adorable. I like him. Am I not supposed to like him?
Jeremy, honey. Vicky would apparently rather date a rapist. I want you to go home, write a sad poem in your journal, and move on. Her face is too big anyway. She’s a stupid bitch.
I still like Caroline, although I’m iffy about her sometimes. I trust that I’m going to really love her later, so I’m holding out.
MATT. I LOVE YOU MATT.
Tyler is a giant bag of douche. He is a tumbling dickweed. Tell me something is going to happen to redeem him as a character? Because I want to punch him in the dick.
Basically: I am enjoying myself and am looking forward to seeing how the season progresses. Even though I kind of facepalmed at Elena being a cheerleader (OF COURSE she’s a cheerleader)
Oh wait, she quits. She's a quitter.
I like the whole idea of Damon & Vicki getting drunk and half-naked and dancing around in their underwear. Am I invited?

Think Of Instead, A Girl Worth Fighting For.

2010-10-03T18:23:00.001+11:00

005. Favourite Hero - Hercules

But, Father, I've defeated every single monster I've come up against. I-I'm... I'm the most famous person in all of Greece. I'm... I-I'm an action figure!

006. Favourite Kiss - Aladdin & Jasmine


Goodnight, my handsome prince. Sleep well, princess.

007. Favourite Sidekick - Yao, Ling & Chien Po.

I'll get that arrow, Pretty Boy. And I'll do it with my shirt on.

Who Are These Owlets and Why Are They Talking To Dinner?

2010-10-01T17:34:00.002+10:00

I finally managed to convince my brother to take me to the movies, and saw Legend Of The Guardians today. And I must say, it was incredibly fantastic! I first saw the trailer a few months ago, and I was instantly sold. The animation looked amazing, and the plot seemed quite interesting.

The trailer didn't do it justice, having now seen the film. The animation was a step beyond amazing, and it was so beautiful. The scenes were incredibly detailed, and it might be the best I have seen in any film. So much care was taken to put as much detail in as possible, for characters, style and setting. I was completely in awe; every frame was a work of art.

This movie, being directed by Zack Snyder, means that there were some heavy action scenes. And throughout the whole film, there was the trademark slow motion shots. And they were epically bad-ass. These fights were pretty intense, and, being owls, it was taken up that extra notch. I'll never look at owls the same way again.

Like The Lion King, I think that this movie stopped being a kid's movie the minute the Nazi metaphor stepped in. The film was based on quite a dark children's story, and it involves slavery, kidnapping, and hardcore sibling rivalry. Not to mention the brainwashing of owlets to serve the 'Pure' race of owls. (see? Nazis.)

I could give away spoilers, but I do want people to go and see this. My brother was a non-believer, and he walked away thinking it was pretty awesome. I remember, my old science teacher used to judge movies based on how many times he looks at his watch during, and I didn't check the time once. So, that's up there.

Also - to step away from my journalistic voice for a moment - this movie had so many high-profile people as voice actors! It was insane:

Hugo Weaving
Joel Edgerton
Abbie Cornish
Helen Mirren
Geoffrey Rush
Ryan Kwanten
David Wenham
Barry Otto
Anthony LaPaglia
Sam Neill

It was just chock full of 'why are people in things.' (And yes, Same Neill being in this film started many jokes about the owl that's staring at you won't be the one to kill you, but the two from the sides.) But, on the serious, I urge you to check it out. You won't regret it!

Side note - I bought a new CD last night. And between opening it and thinking I put it in my laptop, it disappeared. I have no idea where it went. Its not in my laptop, not in my case, not in the couch, I don't know!

It's shit like this that makes me believe that there are things that go on that we don't know about.

Strong As Ten Regular Men, Definitely.

2010-09-29T19:25:00.000+10:00

003. Favourite Heroine - Megara


My friends call me Meg. Well, they would if I had any friends.

004. Favourite Prince - Aladdin & Philip


They wanna make me Sultan. No, they want to make Prince Ali Sultan. Without you, I'm just Aladdin; Now, father, you're living in the past. This is the 14th century!

(Yeah, I couldn't decide. I like Aladdin because he's not all about the damsel-in-distress, and he's pretty awesome. And Philip, because he slays dragons, has an awesome cape, and has a horse named Sampson. Every girl wants a man who'll slay dragons to save her.)

Slimy, Yet Satisfying.

2010-09-28T19:25:00.000+10:00

Today marks the start of the Disney Challenge! Now, I'll be cheating and posting two days in the one day (think of it like the Arctic - there is no night!), because by the time it finishes it will be the start of my exams, and I want to keep this as a little pick-me up during my long days of ~~pretending to~~ study. Onward!

001. Favourite Movie - The Lion King (1994)


Everything the light touches is our kingdom.

002. Favourite Princess - Ariel

I don’t know when, I don’t know how
But I know something’s starting right now.
Watch and you’ll see, some day I’ll be part of your world.

Don't Let The Bed Bugs Paralyse.

2010-09-28T08:52:00.000+10:00

One of the generic questions I got on formspring a while ago was something along the lines of "if you could elminate one activity in the bathroom, what would it be?" And, after thinking about it afterwards, I wish the question was something like "if you could eliminate any daily activity without it having harmful consequences to your health and well-being, what would it be?" so I could have a chance to complain about the process of going to sleep.

I severely dislike that process. Tossing, turning, my mind working at warp speed. Blanket comes off, too cold. Blanket on, too hot. And then I'm no longer tired, so I have to pick up my book and read another four chapters. Then I'm tired again. Then this whole thing starts again.

It's only good when I'm really tired - take for example, Friday and Saturday nights, when I had parties to celebrate the end of my high schooling. I get home at 11-30, and I'm in bed by midnight, asleep by 12.01. I just fall asleep, there is no need for getting comfortable and reading a book. I don't like tossing and turning, it leads to me thinking up odd topics for a blog entry.

It also doesn't help that I scare myself so easily. Part of the problem of having a very active imagination is that I convince myself that something terrifying is hiding in my room, and I have to blot upright and check my surroundings to ensure that there is in fact nothing there. Though, one time, my cat (my crazy-eyed, psychotic, black cat) was actually in my room. So I use that excuse to prove I'm not totally crazy.

A part of me wishes that I could just fall asleep when I wanted to, like it was a lame superpower. On one hand, it would be totally useful for nights like last night. On the other, I don't know if I'd get annoyed with it, like, if it happened by accident at seven in the morning, and I fell asleep again and would be late for school. But then again, I don't have that problem anymore (uni totally doesn't count. I don't know if I even got in yet!)

I suppose I'd only take this power if it came with the wake-up-whenever-you-wanted reverse power.

I'm Not An Owl!

2010-09-27T19:31:00.005+10:00

I've been tumblring (tumbling?) a lot lately, and that's one reason I've been neglecting Nozin' Aroun'. The other reason is the whole year 12 thing. It's exhausting, definitely, and I'm pretty sure you're all sick of my complaining about it. Tumblr is the place where I can release my inner fangirl in picture form, and I seem to get more notes than comments, which fills me with rainbows and smiles. It's also an interesting experience trying to explain tumblr to friends who have never heard of it. Try it sometime.

Anyway, I found the inspiration to blog at least once a day, and alas, it came from Tumblr. THE 30 DAY DISNEY CHALLENGE. Not only is it Disney, requires an entry a day, and gives me an excuse to Photoshop, it'll also be a good break from study. It's my reward, if you will. I will do hours of study, trying to find a way to fit every ounce of information I have learnt in the past year (and in maths' case, two years) into my wonderful brain, then I will hop onto my laptop (whom i'm still trying to name, despite having it for 10 months) and photoshop up a storm:

Day #1: Your favourite movie
Day #2: Your favourite princess
Day #3: Your favourite heroine
Day #4: Your favourite prince
Day #5: Your favourite hero
Day #6: Your favourite kiss
Day #7: Your favourite sidekick
Day #8: Your favourite villain
Day #9: Your favourite original character (Mickey, Minnie, Donald, Goofy, etc.)
Day #10: Your favourite song
Day #11: Best Hair
Day #12: Your favourite villain song
Day #13: Your favourite outfit
Day #14: Your favourite singing voice
Day #15: Your favourite lyrics
Day #16: Your favourite soundtrack
Day #17: Your favourite couple
Day #18: Your favourite Pixar film
Day #19: Your favourite wardrobe
Day #20: Your favourite sequel
Day #21: Your favourite dance scene
Day #22: An underrated movie
Day #23: A movie that makes you laugh
Day #24: Most magical moment
Day #25: Your favourite scene from your favourite movie
Day #26: Saddest death
Day #27: Your favourite quote
Day #28: Your favourite parent
Day #29: Your favourite castle
Day #30: Your favourite happy ending

I would go for the traditional 30 Days of Tumblr, but I've heard nothing but bad things, thank you, Luke.

On a side note, I want to see that weird hardcore owl movie. GeekTyrant says it was "awesome", and I trust their judgement for the most part. And I think owls have surpassed the fox for my favourite animal. They are just so hardcore! My brother came home from work and delighted me with a fun fact:

Owls' wings are designed so that they fly silently; not so you can't hear them, but so they can hear everything else.

Right?! So, I have to find some sorry bastard to come see it with me. ~~Or I could see it myself.~~ And I want an owl ring. And I wish you could've seen my parents faces when I said this aloud.

I'm A Big Kid Now

2010-09-26T21:54:00.000+10:00

It's official. I am a high school graduate. At the mere age of 16, I have completed my high schooling - except for, you know, the actual HSC. Indeed, it is an odd feeling; I'm excited, I'm scared, I'm happy, I'm sad. I will miss those sorry bastards - Year 12 2010 had the best times together.

But now I have to look forward. Prepare for my exams that start in 3 weeks (oh, dear lord), and shiver in anticipation for the results. But, in the meantime:

Glee came back last week! I was pleasantly surprised - the episode was quite good! I hope that Ryan Murphy will stay away from the lesson-of-the-week structure that the back nine of season one followed. The second season started off with what I loved about the series. It's back to being weird, and not about how many songs that have the same word in the title that they can fill the show with. The thing I do want to happen in the future is for Rachel to actually have a real friend. I know if she were real I would probably hate her, but my heart goes out to the girl. She is fabulous. I ship the friendship of Quinn/Rachel (because I really don't like Quinn/Mercedes), and I think they could take over the world.

I also saw Despicable Me with my brother, and again, I was surprised. What I enjoyed most was the fact that the average age of the cinema-goers was 20. No one under 15 was in that cinema. But other than that, the movie was pretty hilarious. And a whole level of why are people in things? came about - Russell Brand, Jason Segel, Julie Andrews! My favourite part about the movie was the pyramid painted to belnd with the sky. So stupid, so hilarious.

And just this hour, I finished watching The Expendables. My heartfelt thanks to my friend for downloading an illegal and Russian, yet very high quality, of the film. It was fun - shit got blown up, people got sliced in half, and Jason Statham was being awesome. What more could you ask for?

What's Gonna Happen After Graduation? What If We Never See Each Other Again?

2010-08-10T16:52:00.000+10:00

Most people who know me would know that I'm not one to get sentimental and crap. But, nearing the end of my high schooling, I can't help but feel a little nervous, a bit scared, with a dash of sentimentality.

It hasn't hit me yet, but you begin to realise that you might never see this people again. Even the ones you'll be glad to never see again, it still feels a bit weird. Our year is quite a small one (of about 60-70), and we're quite a close group. We have a designated area in the quad, and we all practically sit around each other. It's going to be a sad day on the 23rd.

I've always said I wouldn't cry during our last assembly. I'm not like that. But I'm not going to make any promises.

I'm currently three exams away from finishing my Trials. The exams are basically taking over my life, which makes me dread when the actual HSC rolls around. And the UAC guides have been handed out, and now I'm getting worried about my tertiary education, because I have only a small idea of what I'm going to do and it's just oh my god.

I, along with my mum, thinks I should head in the journalism direction. Broadcasting, writing, editing, whatever. English is my strong point. Well, so is Drama, but I'd have to wait another year before even auditioning for NIDA, so yeah. I like the idea of being a journalist. I love the sound of my own voice, so radio should be perfect.

Except, there's one tiny flaw. The ATAR for Media and Communication courses are ridiculous! All of them (at the good unis) are over 90. I think, putting my head down and whatnot, I can get over 90. It's not impossible. I can do it. Positive thoughts, everybody.

Failing that, there's a nice English course I'm looking at. I'm getting more used to the idea of university, but of course I'm still freaking out.

Unfortunately, they don't have a course in Marrying the Old And Rich.

That Was Wonderful - Are You Classically Trained?

2010-07-09T11:36:00.001+10:00

It's been a while. My blog screwed up, my comments disappeared, and I'm thirty seconds away from deleting it and going foetal in a corner. But, alas. I should be studying, so a small-ish update today.

I have a Tumblr. It's exciting! The pictures are awesome, and it's so wonderful when a picture you post gets reblogged by everybody and their mother! I've wasted so much valuable study time on there and on photoshop, so that's probably not good.

Marion got eliminated on MasterChef! This is wonderful news! I never liked her, and her stupid smile. I don't doubt she was a good cook, but it seemed so obvious she was the favourite, and she was so protected. Last week she made the worst macarons, but hey, she's allowed to stay. WTF. But unlucky, she failed at satay sauce. I like Aaron, too - he seems to know just how bad the show is, and he's not shy about it. And I'm team Jonathon - The Terminator!

I saw Toy Story 3 and I loved it! It was amazing. I was so nervous that it would be bad, but it was made for the kids who never grew up, that watched the originals as a kid. In traditional Pixar fashion, I was bawling in the last 30 minutes. I know that Andy needed to move on, and the gang got to stay together. It was so sad, though.

So, Spanish!Buzz is my hero! That was by far the funniest part of the movie. I was in tears I was laughing so hard. The dance with Jessie was just so funny. I need to see this movie again.

The new characters were brilliant, too. Chuckles the depressed clown was hilarious. Mr. Pricklepants was amazing! He was a classically trained actor - they do a lot of improv, though. Lotso needed a better punishment, like going to the Caterpillar Room, or something. AND KEN. How hilarious was he? I don't think I've ever loved a hunk of animated plastic as much as I loved him! The different outfits! Barbie's form of torture being to rip up his vintage threads while he was tied up in his underwear! HAHA WHAT I SHIP TOYS TOO! Caterpillar thinking absolutely nothing of it when "Ken" was strutting around in high heels! Ken switching sides at the end! Oh man, he was totally my favorite new toy! I like that he and Barbie were the King and Queen of the daycare center afterwards only they ruled in a democratic fashion because Barbie's an activist like that and Ken just wants everything to be sunshine and puppies.

9/10. Easily. It was fabulous. And the Pixar Short, Day & Night was just amazing, as well. It was cute, it was funny, it was brilliant. Go see this movie, I tell you. And take me with you.

One May Tolerate A World Of Demons For The Sake Of An Angel.

2010-06-21T20:15:00.013+10:00

My, my it's been a while, folks. School has been insane, but that was to be expected. Anywho, I have a wonderful little, Doctor Who inspired picspam. Let's celebrate the companions, shall we? God love those feisty females ;) Well, except Martha.

The One-Shots

There is a place in my heart for the wonderful people that were the Doctor's friend for only a few minutes. But they're impact was awesome just the same; Reinette, Sally, Jenny, Christina, Shakespeare, Wilf.

I don't like Martha. And I don't know why. There is just something about her...like she thinks she's good. But you're not. I just wish they saved Shakespeare for a better companion :(

I love Donna, I do. I liked that she and the Doctor were just having fun, no romantic entanglements or whatever. She spent her whole life thinking she wasn't special, and then she found out she was, and loses it all in a cosmic redo. I cried so hard in the finale; it would be so bad to lose all of those wonderful memories.

My first companion will always have a special place in my heart. I love her in all her chavvy goodness. I miss her a whole lot, but it was her time to go. She loved the Doctor so much, and I loved that she loved him and he loved her. And may I say, BadWolf!Rose is the most epic thing ever.

Amelia Pond. Like a name in a fairytale. Unlike Donna, she spent her whole life believing she was special, and being told she wasn't. And good on her for tolerating a Time Lord who was bad at telling time. I love her spunk, her attitude and her RIDICULOUSLY PRETTY HAIR OMG. I ship them as much as 10/Rose. And it all comes down to a little girl who still believes in the stars. :D

Was There Ever A Cat So Clever As Magical Mr. Mistoffelees!

2010-05-18T16:55:00.002+10:00

If there is one thing I dislike about musical theatre, is that when I see a show that is so amazing, I can't watch it over and over again! Mummy dearest took me to see Cats on Sunday - and, if I do say so myself, it was quite fabulous!

The show was really enjoyable, and all round fun. I had a big smile on my face for most of the time. I liked all of the songs, but only loved a few of them. My favourite had to be "Mr. Mistoffelees," because Rum Tug Tugger is fabulous. Its like Bon Jovi and Frank-n-Furter had a crazy love child...cat. He was fierce, and he strutted and thrusted all over the stage, and he relished in the attention. I loved him - new favourite fictional cat! It was so cute when all the kittens mewed for him. He was that kind of a man...cat.

Mr Mistoffelees was so cool - from the moment he descended from the roof, in his glowy, sparkly velvet jacket I was sold. He was f-amazing. And, and he did 24 turns. On one foot. I was dizzy just watching him. But he was so cool, and fierce, and I loved him. He and Rum Tug Tuggers did a wonderful little duet, and I loved that Rum Tug Tuggers had to one-up him all the time.

What was interesting was that one of the actors was the Caleb kid from So You Think You Can Dance! The young guy that was awesome but too young? He nuzzled me! All up in my business. But he was cute, and such a hot cat. I also got groped by another cat who wouldn't stop gyrating. Its always fun when the cast come into the audience; I was reminded of when I was taken to see The Lion King broadway from my birthday! Wonderful little flamboyant animals in the aisles.

What I didn't like so much was that there was no dialogue. I think that's what made it a little lacking, but other than that it was great. It wasn't as good as Wicked, but I loved Mr. Mistoffelees and Rum Tug Tugger more than Galinda. :D

And What In The Name Of Merlin’s Most Baggy Y Fronts Was That About?

2010-05-11T17:55:00.000+10:00

Harry Potter or Twilight?

It's the age old question, isn't it? It's ruined friendships, cause injuries, and destroyed the contemporary literary world. But I love getting into arguments about it. Because I pretty much always win.

Hot off a debating win, the senior and open team were in the bus on the way back to school, where we got on to the aforementioned topic. One of my Yr 10 chums just asked me the question.

My answer will forever and always be: Harry Potter.

I truly love it. Its my favourite series of books, and will always hold a special place in my heart. My love for it has never waned - it smashes Twilight out of the park. The only reason for Twilight's existance is to shame my gender.

I hate, to the point of loathe, its success. I am a self-confessed literature nazi - I read the series, critiquing Meyer's superfluous and overtly descriptive scenes, and her improper use of italics and general punctuation. It annoyed the absolute crap out of me.

And the fact that a cheesy paperback romance has more of a plot than this drivel. We get it - you love him. And just about everyone and their mother loves you. You, Bella, are the reason feminists exists. If you are the pinnacle of what young girls hope to achieve, I have no hope for the future.

But Harry Potter. This isn't superbly written, either, but what kid didn't wait for the owl post on the morning of their eleventh birthday? The world that Rowling created is so cool, that I pray everyday that my letter got lost somewhere over the Atlantic. The series is so good to me because I actually care about the characters. They're allowed to develop and grow. I've lost count of how many times I've read the series, but I always cry. I cry when Sirius dies, I cry in the last few chapters of Deathly Hallows. J.k Rowling has made me cry for these characters, whereas Meyer has me waiting for one of these near-death experiences to catch up with Bella, so the female gender can reclaim at least some dignity.

I can go on about how much I dislike the Twilight series, and I can compare them to Harry Potter to no end. The protaginist has more emotions that just dazzled and angst. He actually grows, and learns from these situations. This series is my quintessential coming-of-age books and I can't wait to re-read them, before I start cramming for my HSC. I re-read them every year, maybe more if I have the time.

I don't have to stop here, I can argue for days underwater. I'll leave it here for now, but you can ask me more, if you want. I bid you farewell, with this quote:

It's like homosexuals. Straight people can't tolerate gays, but gays can accept both sexualities. Harry Potter fans cannot stand Twilight, but Twilight fans accept both series.

So, Twilight is gay?

Heaven Must Be Missing An Angel

2010-05-09T17:49:00.001+10:00

I was sitting in the car with my mum earlier, where I made a jibe at her expense. But that little joke had me reminiscing about another time we were in the car, along with my brother and a newly-bought bookshelf from IKEA.

We were driving down Homebush Bay Drive on the way home from IKEA, when the car suddenly stopped. Mum, naturally, started freaking out, on the verge of tears. Luke, in the back seat, was thinking that mum did something wrong. I , for once, was silent.

But panicking, albeit overdramatically. Would I ever get home? Would I ever see my bed again? You would think that I was about to die, or something.

This went on for a few minutes. We were all freaking out, we called dad, and then I did something stupid.

I was looking around outside, and I caught sight of a huge billboard.

WANT LONGER LASTING SEX?

And I was gone. I broke the mood.

I began laughing like a madman, which made Luke laugh, and then made me laugh harder. Sure, it lightened the mood but there was still an air of panic.

Cars kept passing us for however long we were stuck there, but soon it became eerily still. Not one car passed us, except for a white one that pulled up beside us. A man in white with a dazzling smile stepped out and came to ask us if we needed some help.

I swear, to this day, that he was an angel. No cars drove past while Angel Man was there, it was equal parts weird, and awesome. I remember that moment so clearly. And then he drove away, and the cars came back. That moment will be forever etched in my brain.

And that was my little stroll down Memory Lane for you :).

Did You Know That Dolphins Are Just Gay Sharks?

2010-05-02T17:26:00.001+10:00

It's not everyday that your parents would risk a late night to see a movie the day it comes out in cinemas, so hurray for them when they said yes to seeing Iron Man 2 on Thursday! I really enjoyed it - I thought it was quite different to the first, and usually that's a bad thing, but here it was fabulous!

RDJ was fantastic, as always, and I didn't think it was possible for that man to get finer, but when he took his shirt off, there was just a look shared between mother and daughter. The man looks dapper as hell in suits, and even better in the Iron Man suit.

New Rhodey wasn't bad, I liked him. The dynamic between Rhodey and Tony was awesome, and one of my favourite scenes was their fight in Tony's home. Best friends fighting it out in the Iron Man suits? So cool.

Speaking of, Tony getting drunk at his birthday and dancing in the suit? Hilarity. I just love the man. I also want a repulsor gauntlet that people had at Stark Expo. A lot.

Mickey Rourke as Whiplash/Crimson Dynamo/Whatever was good, too. He and Justin Hammer (who was so hilariously tragic) were a pretty fun duo. Oh, and Ivan's byrt, too.

Pepper really annoyed me in this one, too. She was tolerable in Iron Man, but I could not stand her here. And Gwyneth Paltrow doesn't help much. Rachel McAdams FTW.

I was hesitant about ScarJo as Black Widow, but I was proved wrong. She was awesome when she needed to be, and I shipped her with Tony more that Tony/Pepper. 'Cause, really.

But what I was most excited about came after the credits. But I'll squee about that at the end of the post, for those who do not want to be spoiled.

8.5/10, cutting this review short, because you know what else came back on Thursday?

GLEE.

Oh, four months seemed like four years. I missed you, show. And the series return, like Iron Man 2, didn't disappoint. The writing was back to the eary days of the show, being weird, and kind of outrageous, and awesome.

Brit was her fabulous self, with her dumb, yet hilarious, one liners, and her awesome BFF-ing with Santana. Puck and Quinn are adorable, and their fights were good. Idina Menzel was fierce, and I loved the showface scene. Look so optimistic that it could cure cancer! LOVE IT. Jesse St James is very cute, but it kinda sucks that he's gay in real life.

What I didn't like so much was the songs - what is usually so very well integrated into the episode, this time round it felt like the writers just put a song in there for the sake of a musical scene. And Rachel, I love you, but some songs are just gendered, you can't pull off "Gives You Hell," sweetie.

Excited for Madonna-episode, and more fabulosity from the cast. I missed it so much.

Now, back to Ext. 2. Sad face.

Also, spoiler:

THORRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. :D :D :D

With No Power Comes No Responsibility.

2010-04-17T21:38:00.002+10:00

Today, while out with some school chums, we made a spur of the moment decision and caught Kick-Ass at the movies. I'm so glad I saw it - it was awesome!

I had heard that the comic it was based on was less than ordinary, so I had fairly low expectations going in to see it. I couldn't even remember if Luke said it was good, and I trust his judgement maybe.

But it was spectacular. It was a great comedy, but when it was serious, it was done well. It was cool that it was written/directed by the same guy that did Stardust, one of my favourite movies ever, and he delivered another great film.

What I did like was Dave's philosophy; in the first few minutes, he said something along the lines of, why can't superheroes be real when bad guys exist in the real world? It was some deep shit, Shane. The first time he actually helps someone, he delivers a bad-ass speech, blood dripping from his nose, posed with his batons in a 'come-get-some' way. The whole movie just made me want to dress up in a bad outfit and go around killing bad guys with killer rock music playing in the background.

Hit-Girl has to be my hero. I loved her. It was a bit 'woah' when a twelve year old dropped the 'c' bomb pretty early on - but that was just the begininng of her awesomeness. She was running down the halls shooting people with, funnily enough, The Hit Girls playing in the background. Best scene ever. Nicolas Cage was her dad, and he was quite good with his faux-Adam West Batman mannerisms. And a little creepy. But what little girl doesn't want her dad to buy her knives for her birthday? I know I do!

And just when you though the movie couldn't get more ridiculous, oh wait, there's a jetpack. With guns attatched. You know you want to see this, and love this.

It wasn't as gory as I expected, from the 'Very Tarantino-esque' reviews, but still pretty bad. What with a guy in a giant microwave. But it worked.

9/10. Yeah. I loved it.

And (one of the)best quote:

"I'm just fucking with you, daddy. I'd love a bench made model 42 butterfly knife!"

If You Were Waiting For The Opportune Moment, That Was It.

2010-04-16T19:42:00.004+10:00

Not too long ago, more accurately five minutes ago, I told dad about Pirates of The Caribbean 4: 3 Sequals Too Many. We have an axiom that sequals are generally worse than the originals, and the only exception we've agreed on is T:2.

I love Pirates. It is one of my favourite movies. In fact, the whole family loves it. It is just so amazing, a really great film. The other two...not so much. I enjoyed them the first time I watched them, but they don't have the same re-watch value as Curse of the Black Pearl.

The ending to the first was open-ended, ambiguous. It allowed for a sequal, but that doesn't necessarily mean it needed one, let alone three more sequals. Let alone a sequal with Penelope Cruz as Captain Jack's love interest.

By law, I will have to see the fourth. I will see ~~any~~ most things with Johnny Depp - I even sat through a weird, renaissance drama in which he slept with practically anything that moved, I am that dedicated.

Most of the time, sequals are unnecesary. The Matrix Trilogy didn't need to be a trilogy at all. The sequals couldn't hold a candle to the first - and did we need them? No, I was perfectly content with the first's ending. The Star Wars Prequals? Don't even get me started.

However, I'm not completely against sequals. For one, I enjoyed The Mummy Returns. Not as much as the first, but I really liked it. But I refuse to watch the third - again, it was not necessary (and how could they even think about making the movie without Rachel Weisz? Guh!)

Sometimes, most of the time, you don't need a sequal. More often than not, it's just for the moneys. And that's upsetting, because nobody cares about making it a good movie, as long as people pay and see it in hopes that it is a good movie. And the sad truth? It won't be.

It's Called A Lance. Hello.

2010-04-10T19:45:00.002+10:00

Or 5 Underrated Movies That I Love That No One Seems To Have Heard Of. Actually, that's a tad wordy.

005. Mystery Men

We are number one.

All others are number two, or lower.

So underrated, that it was near impossible to find pictures for it. I struggled to find nine. Yeah. I quote this movie all the time, and 90 per cent of the time no one has any idea what I'm on about. The other 10 per cent is when I'm with my dad & brother, who, you know, get it. Bad superheroes - The Shoveler, Blue Rajah, Mr Furious - out to save Champion City after Captain Amazing has been captured by Casanova Frankenstein. Tell me it doesn't sound awesome.

004. Only You

I can't believe you're gonna let a few little letters of the alphabet keep us apart. It is a detail! Just - look, just call me Damon, okay? It'll be like a nickname.

I have a huge, huge crush on RDJ. And I think it increased when I watched him in this movie. He was so young, so wee, and so adorable. How could you deny this man, Marisa? Who cares about a Ouiji board, and Damon Bradley. It's all about RDJ. Listen to your friend, Billy Zane. This movie is just too cute. Too cute for words.

003. The Replacements

When the Washington Sentinels left the stadium that date, there was no tickertape parade, no endorsement deals for sneakers or soda pop, or breakfast cereal. Just a locker to be cleaned out, and a ride home to catch. But what they didn't know, was that their lives had been changed forever because they had been part of something great. And greatness, no matter how brief, stays with a man. Every athlete dreams of a second chance, these men lived it.

I like sports movies. And this has to be one of my favourites. Poor Keanu and his lack of acting ability, but I overlook that, in pretty much all of his movies. Footballers go on strike, so they get replacement players - a sumo wrestler, a Welsh footballer, a cop, a criminal and a reverend. Hijinks ensue - and epic bromance and dance sequences.

002. A Knight's Tale

He's blond, he's pissed, he'll see you in the lists, Lichtenstein! He's blond, he's tanned, he comes from Gelderland, he comes from Gelderland! Gelderland, Gelderland, Gelderland... Gelderland, Gelderland, Gelderland...

I love Heath Ledger. From 10 Things, to Dark Knight, he's amazing. But my favourite movie of his is this. A man of no status entering in a jousting tournament. He proves that a man can change his stars. It's humourous, light-hearted, yet dramatic. I love the supporting cast (especially the Black Prince - ;]). Geoffery Chaucer's openings are the best parts of this movie, bar none.

001. That Thing You Do!

Ain't no way to keep a band together. Bands come and go. You got to keep on playin', no matter with who.

I don't think any of my friends know about this movie. And that's wrong. This movie is brilliant. A great blend of music, comedy, drama, and romance, and it's amazing. Four small-town guys start a band, make it big, then it all crashes down. Story of your life, eh? And the music is better than practically everything on the radio nowadays.

I Am Definitely A Mad Man With A Box.

2010-04-09T19:06:00.000+10:00

I promised myself I wasn't going to watch it. It was only two weeks away - fourteen measly days. But I caved. I watched the season 5 premiere of Doctor Who.

Like most fans, I was hesitant of Tennant's replacement. I mean, from the promo pics, he looked like a RPattz emo-knock-off...thing. Did not want.

But I have faith in Moffat - he has delivered some of the best episodes of NuWho, and I was anxious to see what he could do if he was in charge.

The verdict? HE DELIVERED. There was just not enough squee in the world. And Matt Smith - all of my doubts are pretty much gone. He was brilliant as the manic, post-regen Doctor. He is quite subtle in his, well, awesomeness, and I must say he is better at the motivational speeches than Ten was. I look forward to him in the future, and bowties are totally cool. He is humourous, crazy intelligent, and I love the way he has a face that no one listens to. Especially Amy.

Speaking of, she was the best thing about this. Little Amelia Pond (awesome name, y/y?) was fiery, stubborn, annoyingly gorgeous and Scottish. AND A KISS-O-GRAM. You know Doctor likey ;). She waited for twelve years, when he said he would be back in five minutes. It broke my heart.

My favourite scene - although I will do it no justice - was The Doctor asking Amy what happened to Amelia (he doesn't know they're the same person).

Doctor: Why did you say six months?

Amy: Why did you say five minutes?!

Gah. I knew it. Even though I am a die hard Doctor/Rose shipper, I ship this to no end. It's almost embarrassing. They have so much chemistry is insane.

As for the rest of the season - I cannot wait. It looks so, so awesome. Francine, Oh My God, these chocodiles. It seems very different from RTD's light, fluffy, family friendly fun hour, which is amazing. Van Gogh, Bill Nighy, vampire chicks, WWII Daleks, temples, stubborn!Amy, and more. Love you so much, Moff. And Amy. And Nu!Nu!Doctor.

I will definitely miss Tennant and his amazing hair, but I count myself lucky to have loved Nine, Ten and now Eleven. And who knows? Maybe I'll come to love Amy/Eleven over Doctor/Rose? ~~maybe~~

Who da man?

The Gay Gatsby

2010-04-03T20:02:00.003+11:00

At school, we have the unfortunate experience of studying The Great Gatsby. I don't think this book is entirely bad, just a bit boring in parts. In keeping with the tradition of re-writing the end of books I've studied, I told my friend I would do this one as well.

So, I hereby dedicate this to my great friend Lolli. This is for you.

And as I sat there, brooding on the old, unknown world, I thought of Gatsby's wonder when he first picked out Daisy's light at the end of his dock. He had come such a long way to this blue lawn, and his dream must have seemed so close he could hardly fail to grasp it. But what he did not know was that it was already behind him, somewhere in the vast obscurity beyond the city, where the dark fields of the republic rolled on under the night.
My heart swelled suddenly, as I felt his arms encircle my waist. I sighed contentedly, leaning back into his embrace.

"You had me worried there," I whispered. He chuckled, sending vibrations through my back which made me shiver in response.

"That wasn't my intention, old sport," he replied, his arms tightening. "It was the only way..."

"I know, I know," I sighed. The wonderful sea breeze whipped around us as we cruised on, and I shut my eyes, enjoying this moment of peace

My move to West Egg - the city in general - had been unnecessarily chaotic, something that I could live without. I was sure of this, of us. I needed to leave the Eggs behind, just as Daisy and Tom had done, without a glance back.

I grimaced at that thought immediately; how could I compare myself to them? I could never - would never - leave him behind.

I caught sight of the green light on Daisy's dock once more, a fleeting moment that to will pass, just as the Buchanans did, just as we did. Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter — tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther...

"I love you, Gatsby," I said, holding him tightly.

"Yes, old sport, and I, you."

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

I love gay love!

Some of my finest work, if I do say so myself. The book wasn't terrible, I'll give you that. The movie wasn't great either. Mia Farrow was just atrocious as Daisy, but Robert Redford as Gatsby had to be one of the best pieces of casting - ever. He was a gorgeous man. Sigh...

Release The Kraken.

2010-04-02T13:02:00.001+11:00

As much as I protested and whined, I wound up seeing Clash of the Titans yesterday. I must admit, I was pleasantly surprised by the movie - and even more surprised that it was by a virtually no-name director.

I don't try to hide the fact that I didn't like Avatar as much as the worlds proclaims. Yes, James Cameron, your special effects were amazing, but honestly, the movie did nothing for me. And Sam Worthington was pretty much wooden and unlikeable, and the main reason I was set against both movies.

But I finished my exams, had nothing better to do, and Nathan was probably equally as bored, so we went out and saw it.

And it was good! I mean, I enjoyed it so much better than Avatar. The special effects were just as good, and not as overbearing and look-at-me in this. And, honestly, I didn't hate Sam Worthington as much. He barely had any lines, and the extent of his acting ability was screaming and groaning. The thing that annoyed me was his accent. I had no idea that Crocodile Dundee was the son of Zeus! That makes so much sense now! Worthington was about a step away from saying, "Mate, that's not a knife - this is a knife!"

The Gods - well, Zeus and ~~Voldemort~~ Hades - were basically win. Zeus was almost always seen in shiny gold armour, and I had the feeling that he wasn't wearing any armour, if you get me. Liam Neeson just owns every role he is given, and this was no exception. King of the Gods, spurned by his people, evil and vengeful and release the kraken. I love him so. Ralph Fiennes was essentially Voldemort without the snake-face. But I think that works for Hades. Funny, though, I have seen three different interpretations of Hades this year, and none have been the same. Awesome, no? (nothing beats Hercules Hades, however.) He's just evil and angry and has a vendetta against Zeus, with good reason. Making him guardian of the underworld was a pretty dick move, Zeus.

I was happy with Medusa, as well. It was true to mythology in that she had a snake's body as well as snake hair, and she was an archer! Hurray for canon! Perseus's bros were kind of awesome - and so why are people in things: LeChiffre from Casino Royale, and a Bishop from The Tudors - and the Djinn were just...cool. That's it. Cool. Riding the giant scorpions, and giving one of them to the two Bear Grylls guys - who were their for comic relief, which was welcome :)

Gemma Arterton was there to provide background information for those less fortunate than I in the mythology department, so for me she was kind of a spare. Pretty, though.

I think, from what I can remember my favourite scene was the ending, with the Kraken. Very different to the Cthulu-Kraken that I was accustomed with, but very nice effects. It was very King Kong-esque with the tying up of the Princess, but it was quite well done, a very pretty scene. Perseus flying around on Pegasus (which I renamed a very racist Niggasus (cause it was black)) was awesome too. Great Father-Son tag team in this scene too. Just so awesome.

Overall, 8/10. I really enjoyed it, and it was a nice to see a good blend of action and story and pretty. And Liam Neeson. My favourite line had to be when he was with Perseus, disappeared in lightning, shouting, "Well, you are the son of Zeus!" Epic.

Y'all Are From Shreveport!

2010-03-31T19:07:00.004+11:00

So, officially, I am on holidays. There aren't enough words to express just how happy I am that I'm finally free for two weeks, so I'll just settle for a string of gibberish. Excuse me.

fhisoh;gzigahfivhikvpighufghu!!fgsfds.ugi

There. I'm taking the weekend to relax, despite the holiday work I have, so I might take you through my exams.

Maths

My most hated of all -matics. I do General, because I just suck, even though I was in the top maths class since Year 7. Maths and I aren't friends - he's the kid in the sandbox that won't let me play with him. But I must admit, I was pleasantly surprised by the exam. Half of the questions were exactly the same as the practice test (even with the same typo), so that was awesome.

But the most awesome thing is the fact that halfway through the excruciating two-and-a-half hour exam was I realised I was thinking in a Southern accent. Isn't that just the strangest thing...ever? I don't even. But I suppose it's better than thinking in an accent that I can't understand.

English Advanced

Ah, English, I thought we were friends? I'm usually quite confident with English, considering that I do four units of the stupid subject. But this...the creative writing question was just heinous and weirdly worded, and the essay question did not suit my texts at all. Hopefully the teachers won't be that hard on me, but who knows?

Legal Studies.

My best exam, methinks. I wasn't that confident going in, but leaving, I was on top of the world-ish. I know I'll lose a few marks here and there, but I think I owned it. And, according to one of the questions, I have a seriously ill child that requires me to drink drive on occasion. Thanks, sir.

English Ext 1.

This. Ugh. Wasn't even assessible. Seriously, why make us do this? You know we won't take it seriously. And d'you know what? We didn't. Per my idea, seven of us decided to make an Uber-Story: A 7-Part Uber Story on Science Fiction.

And half the class didn't even attempt the essay - not me though: I'm terrified of what might happen, so I can at least say I did it. But, really, what did you expect from a class of slightly immature, not-so-slightly nerdy kids in a non-assessible exam? Here's the lowdown:

Paul Harkonnen starts off in a Galaxy Far, Far Away with his trusty Saber of Light. Then he travels to the planet Pandora in search of Jamescameronium (patent pending). He finds a strange elevator, taking him into the underwater city of Rapture, where he fights his way through the army of splicers to reach the surface world. Except he ends up in 1984 in dystopian London. Trying to survive the strange land, he finds a DeLorean, taking him back to the year 1955. He meets a strange scientist, tries to figure out how to get home, ends up getting raped, runs to a police box which turns out to be a TARDIS. (my part) He ends up with a strange man in a time machine, taking him to a snowy planet. Paul confronts an alien, kills him, gets covered in space-goo, runs to the TARDIS and travels back to Arrakis, also known as Dune.

And he has a terrible spice addiction.

I cannot wait to see Sir's face when he reads this :)

Everything The Light Touches Is Our Kingdom.

2010-03-28T09:30:00.002+11:00

I love Disney.

All Our Dreams Can Come True If You Have The Courage To Pursue Them

2010-03-20T17:06:00.006+11:00

Even though I have exams in two weeks, I needed to get this out of my head. It's been bugging me for ages, and the only way to forget about it was to just do it.

This started off as Top 5, but I just couldn't possible choose just 5, and it was just as hard to pick 10. I'm still not 100 per cent on these choices, and will probably change my mind, like, two minutes after, but here we go. Top 10 Disney Renaissance: The Music.

10. No one's been like Gaston
A king pin like Gaston

No one's got a swell cleft in his chin like Gaston

Heh. Gaston is one BAMF Disney villian. Insane, narcissistic and violent, and this song just proves it. I once spent a half hour Tweeting the lines with my Teacher. Yeah, I love it.

9. Up where they walk, up where they run
Up where they stay all day in the sun

I love Ariel, and this song. Her and Eric are just too cute for words, and I just love this whole scene in the cave - not to mention the crashing waves at the final note. Sigh...

8. I'm gonna be the mane event

Like no king was before

Damn, Elton John is ah-mazing. Lion King is ah-mazing, and the reason I dropped a tv on my head as a two year old. I really like this song, because it's so upbeat and fun, with cool African beats, and Simba is full pimp. I can't wait for you to be king either.

7. Who is that girl I see
Staring straight
Back at me?

Lea Salonga owns my heart. Her voice is perfection. I never used to like Mulan, but then once I borrowed it from my friend, I adored it. Mulan is a HBIC, and this song is so pretty.

6. At least out loud,
I won't say I'm in love

Meg used to be my favourite girl for a while, and she's still up there. I love that she's not completely helpless and wimpy. The muses are so fab in this as well, ah, I love it.

5. Mister Aladdin, sir
What will your pleasure be?

Genie. There are no words, except AWESOME. He is one of my favourite characters, EVER. This song was so exciting for me to watch, and mum keeps reminding me how much I loved it. No change there.

4. Once you're watching every move that I make
You gotta believe that I got what it takes

A Goofy Movie is quite an underrated Disney movie. The beginning always freaked me out, but this song got me dancing. I can never listen to it without a smile. Max was just so cool, even though he was not. This scene is win.

3.I would go most anywhere,
to find where I belong.

I'm a total dork with this song. I'm like, "You can go the distance, Herc!" Whatever, I love it.

 2.  From the day we arrive on the planet
And, blinking, step into the sun

I always get butterflies when I hear/watch this. It's so stunning, and perfect. Greatest opening, ever. Lion King and Reginald are both made of winsauce.

 1.  Soaring, tumbling, free-wheeling

Through an endless diamond sky

What else is it going to be? Sappy, corny, everything I dislike, but it's pure ~magic~. This song makes my heart skip a beat, because I just want to be Jasmine. And I absolutely love the little smirk Jasmine gives Al when he gives her the apple - she totally knows it's him. The whole thing is so romantic, and I love it. Beautiful.

Damn, no Disney movies will ever be as good as the Renaissance.

I Friggin' Love The Olympics. I Never Thought I Could Care So Much For People or Sports That I Just Learned About Six Minutes Beforehand.

2010-03-12T18:56:00.004+11:00

First thing's first - this post is way, way overdue.

OH MAN, THE OLYMPICS! Way to take over three hours of my life every night! I was a lot more into the winter olympics this year than I was, you know, ever. I have no idea why that is. But even with Eddie McGuire's incompetence, biathlon and curling actually being considered sports, the baffling news that there wasn't a Zamboni in all of Vancouver to smooth over the long track for speed skating that one time, and Plushenko thinking that not doing a quad was as big an infraction as being a massive douche, for the most part the games this year have been lots of fun and super pretty!

I'm so glad Dad and I decided to pay the $60 for the channels - because without we would have never seen some fantastic Curling games!
My first thought was just "WHUT. Is this seriously a sport?" But then I watched it and though it was awesome. So, so awesome. Canada, of course, just dominated the damn thing, and it helped that John Morris was very pretty, fauxhawk and all. The Swedish looked like a Boy band, and the Norweigan captain looked like every bad guy in a movie, ever.

Figure Skating was kind of boring this year, which upsets me. The only thing that was good about them was Plushenko. My god, this guy was hilarious. I was in tears during his routine. Then he goes and creates a Platinum medal for himself because he deserves it. I want to shake this dude's hand.

Snowboarding cross was awesome, as usual. Watching the athletes almost failing to get over the first hill, then the wipeouts, the swears, all good. And the strategically placed Olympic Rings made for much good photo ops, like this:

Isn't it just the greatest photo ever? Except for maybe this:

He's just chillin', you know how he do.

But my favourite part of the whole games had to be this silly little sport called Speed Skating, and thinking about how dangerous it looked because of those ridiculously sharp skates that they were gliding on at angles in crazy speeds. And it was AWESOME. I got so fired up when watching it, and I think I terrified my dad a little. The Koreans annoyed me, the Canadians were fun eh, but you know what I loved? The Americans - specifically, Apolo Anton Ohno. When I saw the scoreboards, and saw his name, I thought he should win just because of how amazing his name is.

And I'm also kind of obsessed with him. He's just...adorable, and cool, and cute, and half-Japanese, so that's kind of awesome too. He also shouldn't have been DQ'd, that was just wrong.

~~Four~~ Three for you Glenn Coco! You Go Glenn Coco! I wish he had won gold, but that's cool. Canada's cool. And Apolo Ohno looked dapper as hell in that Ralph Lauren sweater thing during the Closing Ceremony. The Ceremony was pretty cool, and LOL @ Australian in joggers, excpet the performers were blegh. I wish Robin Sparkles performed - THE OLYMPICS ARE OVER - LET'S GO TO THE MALL!

If Ohno doesn't compete in 2014, I'ma be pissed. I guess I'll settle for watching him on Dancing With The Stars - boy, can he move.

I've Been Investigating Words Starting With 'M'...Moron...

2010-03-06T10:55:00.004+11:00

I was so happy that some of my friends wanted to go see Alice in Wonderland - I have been dying to see it for ages. I am such a Tim Burton slut.

I was basically flailing in my seat with a dorky smile on my face for, oh, let's just say, THE WHOLE TIME.

It was set up as a sequel to the original Lewis Carrol story, with Alice as a 19 year old girl who visted Underland, which she mistakenly called Wonderland, 13 years prior. It has become a wasteland thanks to The Red Queen, and it is prophesised that Alice will return to slay the Jabberwock and restore Underland's rule to the White Queen.

First up, I'm going to say I adored this movie. I just plain loved it. The cast, the visuals, the story, ah, I just loved it.

Alice was, put simply, a BAMF. She owned this. I pretty much hated her because of all the WONDERFUL (see what I did there?) costumes she got to wear. They were so awesome, and cute and I want them. And the moment Alice stepped up to be the Champion of The White Queen, and recited her six impossible things, I was this close from shouting "You go, girl!" in the middle of the packed cinema. That final battle scene on the chess board had to be one of my favourites :). The end, when Alice returns to the normal world and basically goes off from being a polite, little girl was great. That girl can Futterwack.

Speaking of The White Queen - she was so weird. That's the only way I can describe it. I admit that I'll be walking around like she did for quite a while - crazy, fairy walk thing or whatever the hell it was. Anne Hathaway - who I haven't quite decided if she looked gorgeous or creepy - was quite good in the role. When she banished the Red Queen and Stayne, and he begged the White Queen to kill him, she said "I don't owe you any kindness." She delivered that line like a true HBIC.

Helena Bonham Carter was...Helena Bonham Carter. She was crazy and had an animal fetish and whut. And I assume Red Queen and Knave of Hearts had a little sumthin' sumthin' on the side. Then he was all up in Alice's business ~~and I shipped them a little~~. Crispin Glover is a naturally creepy dude (except in Back To The Future - all nerdy and adorable.) but he was an extra dose of Burton. And I loved it.

Johnny Depp was Johnny Depp playing the Mad Hatter. If you get me. He was still awesome and at some points Scottish which was even more awesome. I think one of my other favourite parts was THE FUTTERWACK. Hatter kept making reference to a dance he perfomed on a certain day, and when he performed the weird, hip-hop, crunk break it down now, I was giggling like a fool. And I can't promise I won't be doing that for a while.

Secondary characters were so, so cool too. Absalom - The bong-smoking caterpillar played by Alan Rickman was smashing. Chesire Cat played by Stephen Fry was just...oh, man. So, so awesome. When he was wearing Hatter's hat I was in love, and the execution scene was, once again, a favourite. Twiddle-Dee and Twiddle-Dum were pretty funny and adorable,and ew that guy from Little Britain. I did make the cinema laugh, too, in the beginning of the movie. The man who proposed to Alice was redhead, and what did I do. "AH! GINGER!"

4/5 Hats, because the movie was slightly fast, but still all fantastic. I did not hesitate to say "YESYESOHGODYES" when mum asked me if I wanted this on DVD, and/or to see it again.

It's A Bit Green Up Close

2010-02-22T10:19:00.002+11:00

The new Doctor Who trailer came out yesterday - the whole one-minute, doesn't tell me anything about the series trailer.

I give thanks to Mr Gaiman for telling me about said trailer through twitter, and I ignored the fact that it was past 12:00pm and downloaded the video anyway.

I'll admit, I was kind of disappointed, but the trailer was still fun. New!New!Doctor and Amy sitting on the grass stargazing, with a few witty jibes and whatnot, and it wouldn't have been complete without this little number:

Amy: (Looks incredulously at Smith!Doctor) Who are you?
Smithy: I'm the Doctor.
Amy: Doctor Who?

Cue the hearty laughs. The ground then breaks away and the pair fall into a wacky new Time-Vortex, and come face to face (to eyepiece?) with some enemies. Hurrah for Daleks, I suppose, but I hope Moff doesn't bring them back for the Big Bad every series finale so that it become stale and repetitive and lacks surprise and oh my god I get it Doctor you don't have to scream about the Time War and losing everything whenever you see the Daleks.

Weeping Angels, huzzah! I love them, the bastards. And the cute little "Don't blink!" Smithy shouts to Amy. Seeing them brings back the memories of wishing Sally Sparrow would be the new companion, because., let's face it, she's awesome. But no, she has to go and date Shia La-I-don't-know-how-to-spell-his-name, inherently ruining her for me.

I don't know what to think about Smithy. His bowtie is awesome, and his first few lines had me all-a-giggle. I was never apprehensive about Phreccleston leaving and being replaced by this weedy-lookin' thing, because...I suppose I knew? I love Phreccleston and Tennant as much as the next person, but I think the change'll be good. I have faith in Moffat, and he better not screw this up.

Also - is Geronimo his new Allons-y? I don't know what to think about that, because all I see is Genie jumping out of the plane in King Of Theives as Pocahontas.

What Are You Doing? Why Are You Taking Your Pants off? You're Half-Donkey?

2010-02-20T15:33:00.007+11:00

I saw Percy Jackson & The Lightning Thief today. When we got out of the theatre, mum asked me what I thought. I was ashamed of how much I enjoyed it.

When I saw the ads during Avatar, I turned to Jordan and said, "I'm totally seeing that. Just for BOROMIR!" That's my story and I'm sticking to it. I thought the movie would be like the poor man's Harry Potter, but I thought it was quite awesome.

I have to admit, thought, that the story just kind of...happened. It was very all-of-a-sudden, with the evil teacher trying to kill ~~Perseus~~ Percy and being saved by Double-Oh-Chiron. After that, it did get better, and I had a goofy smile on my face for I'm embarrassed to say how long. I didn't really get that Percy had ADHD; it wasn't really...explained/shown. But yay for dyslexia that can translate Ancient Greek. As much as it came in handy, I don't think that many people still write like that in 2010.

I'm a mythology nerd, so I basically picked everything before the shocked gasps by the characters revealed to us meer audience members what they were facing. I mean, walking through a garden with stone statues everywhere? I wonder if it's Medusa - oh hey Uma Thurman with snake-hair. And I was disappointed with the creatures that they left out. Like, they went to the Underworld, but no Cerebus? No sirens? They did include a Hydra, but that fight scene was no where near as awesome as the one in Hercules.

I picked who the real Lightning Thief was the moment I saw him. He just oozed of Dickhead. And, seriously? Camp Half-Blood? They're children of GODS, for crying out loud, come up with a worse name. For hundreds of demi-gods at that camp, those Gods really got busy, if you know what I mean.

Speaking of the Gods, they were all kinds of awesome. The opening scene with Poseidon rising from the water and transforming from his normal, massive, god-like state to a human, was kind of epic. I do wish they had more screen-time, because BOROMIR. It was gross how many people were in this - Uma Thurman, Kevin McKidd, the journalist from Daredevil, Rosario Dawson, Pierce Brosnan, Kate from White Collar, Alpa Cino from Tropic Thunder, BOROMIR, Steve Coogan - who had an awesome, Mick-Jagger like Hades - and it was just crazy and ew.

I did kind of want to go to that camp, you know, be crazy BOROMIR's daughter, or something, and play Capture The Flag as awesomely as these people did. I really, sadly, liked this movie. 7/10 Lightning Bolts that I stole from Zeus.

Lions, and Bibles and Monks, OH MY.

2010-02-06T15:27:00.006+11:00

Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday were not my favourite days of the week. Part of my Prefect duties involved going on Year 7 camp. Now, I have a rule - if it's worse than home, I'm not going. But I didn't really have a choice this time round.

It wasn't as bad as my own year's camps, however, because this is all about the Year 7's. They didn't expect us to do anything other than stand aside, cheering on the little hobbits.

As usual, we're seperated into groups, and I was lucky enough to be with some of my friends. But the best part? Our instructor - Deaco! You know how some of these Christian instructors are reformed drug addicts who've turned their life around? No - I'm pretty sure that the drugs were still in his sytem. He was acting like a kid who got into his dad's meth lab. AND IT WAS AWESOME. He was so loud, and slightly dangerous. One morning, he was throwing fruit into the air, trying to slice it in half with a knife. Dangerous, but hilarious. While another instructor was trying to talk to us about "Christian Discovery", he was behind her - walking like an egyptian. I will definitely miss Deaco. But I will miss Pirate!Deaco more. When we went sailing, off went the shirt and on went the orange PFD. Complete with an earring and crazy expression, Pirate!Deaco was just all kinds of awesome.

I understand that this was supposed to cater to 12 year olds, but damn, these games were horrific. The first night was a quaint little campfire, and, in order to get our marshmellows, we were given an item that we had to sell. My group got a first-aid kit. Now, I thought our idea was quite clever - A girl getting kidnapped and hurt by an evil-doer, and then rescued by Captain Band-Aid (like I said, 12 year olds.) But no, apparently, we had to use the whole group. Could've said that, but I'm pretty sure they were nitpicking. The group that one, however? The group with the bible. I'm pretty sure that wasn't coincidence. Their 'ad' didn't make me want to buy a bible at all. It was actually quite terrifying. About people being burnt at the stake for reading the bible, men being thrown to lions, and for some reason Buddhist monks. Hence, my blog title. But they weren't clever enough to think of that, were they?

Because we had to walk through ~~Fangorn Forest~~ a creepy bush on the way back, Jordan and I decided to lighten the mood by singing - very loudly, and very off-key. My personal favourite was when we belted out the 80's tunes. Oh, the weird looks were totally worth it.

But what really got me through those 3 days was the countless LoTR references. The year 7's were he hobbits, while we were The Fellowship of The Prefects, entrusted to protect them. It was almost too easy; there were so many oppurtunities. My glowstick was the Light of Earendil, there was a tree that looked remarkbly like the White Tree of Gondor, and, though I didn't appreciate it, I never let my friends get to me. It made me happy, screw you.

Last camp ever, too. It kinda made me sad, but on the other hand, no it really didn't :)

Colours Of The Wind.

2010-01-27T08:36:00.002+11:00

"It's not an Oliver Stone style bludgeon-you-over-the-head political film, but it does have a political subtext. I am a tree hugger."
- James Cameron to EW on AVATAR

Really, Mr. Cameron? Really? After watching that movie, my head was throbbing because of how much you blugeoned me. Maybe they didn't teach this in Big Budget Director School, but I honestly don't think this man has even the faintest idea of what subtext is, because all the movie was was: 'Humans (more specifically, Americans) bad. They destroy our land. Creepy-blue-alien-cat-things defend the land! Do not destroy our trees! They are our life force!' Tralalalala, everything works out in the end, because, somehow, the power of prayer is on their side.

And arrows shouldn't work against guns. THEY HAD GUNS, DAMMIT.

That's A Bingo!

2010-01-25T10:15:00.009+11:00

Oh, Award Season. The days where I spend hours in front of the TV, judging people's outfits, yelling at the appauling choices for the winners, cheering when something I actually like is acknowledged, and begging for their speeches to be cut off by the lovely string music.

The Golden Globes were a bit pooey, but Glee won and Christoph Waltz won RDJ won! I was so WTF at Sherlock Holmes being nominated - but hooray! It was a good movie! RDJ was good! But that's bias - I could watch him being the alcoholic principal in Charlie Bartlett for two hours and think he was awesome (which was also a surprisingly good movie.)

Also WTF at Avatar? Call me what you will, but WTF at Pocahontas: The Blue Man Group Edition over anything. I didn't like it. And neither should you. The whole movie was hairography.

And, LOL at "Please welcome Chace Crawford from Gossip Girl and Kristen Bell...from When In Rome." Clearly, Gossip Girl's identity has been kept a bigger mystery than I've anticipated!

Poor Michael C. Hall and his Pity awards. Sad, sad that he has cancer, and yes, yes, that show is good, but Dexter probably won't win another award once he gets better.

The SAG's were better, because Glee won and Christoph Waltz won - again! Dianna Agron looked so pretty that it makes me hate her. That dress was gorgeous and so was she. Why are you making me wait for new episodes?! I would've settled for repeats, but Channel 10 hates me - and the feeling is mutual.

And to finish, an Inglourious Basterds gif that never fails to make me smile:

THIS!

It Goes All The Way Up To Eleven.

2010-01-14T20:52:00.006+11:00

I promised myself that I was going to wait for The End of Time to come on ABC (damn you, Australian programming). Luke and I wanted to wait - who wants to watch dodgy quality programs on a tiny screen? ...We do, that's for certain. Bollocks to waiting, ABC just plain sucks.

After much deliberation, flails over sites that wouldn't load, flail-er flails over sites that wouldn't load fast enough, and Glee, it was on. Let me tell you, the episode was underwhelming, but I was still torn, perplexed and mostly WTF. The Master's resurrection was all spazzy and voodoo, and did they all go to Hogwarts or something, but RTD really outdid himself with everyone ON THE ENTIRE PLANET becoming the Master. Yeah. He doesn't have a Simm!Kink or anything.

I don't hate RTD, per say. His writing can be great, Midnight, for example. But other times we get farting Slitheen and pensioner turned elf turned Jesus Doctor, the Rose obssession, the not-so-suprise-anymore Dalek returns, a fondness for reset buttons and now everyone turning into the Master. I mean, everyone could've been encoded with Time Lord DNA, not literally turning into him. And once again, Ten becomes Master's lapdog. And we have another stop, think about what you're doing, blah, blah, blah. Look, it didn't work when he was Prime Minister, it's not going to work now. His inability to stop Master makes Ten seem so redundant.

I'm not even going to tell you how I cried during these two hours. It...I...DAMN YOU, RTD. With Wilf in the box, Doctor saying how he has to die, Doctor with the gun, The cafe scene, "I don't want to go," GAH. I admit, his last lines were very emo, woe is me, but the delivery just broke my heart.

And the part that I just adored to bits? The companion visits, his reward. I was shocked that Martha married Mickey. I mean, whut? What happened to Tom Milligan, missy? I still hate you, though. Mickey's fine. Awesome. Jack and the Space-Cantina, Alons-y, Alonso! And Rose. Sigh. He never really did anything ~important~ with them, but just a little help. Even though he never said anything explicit, I think they knew this would be the last time they would see Ten.

Season 5? Awesome trailer, by the freaking way. Eleven with the RayBans! Punching someone! Attacking a Dalek! Getting snogged by Amy! Guns! And just generally him walking in that motherfucking alpha male, I own your lands and your peoples type way and me just being awed and loving every second.

I am so happy with Ten's send off and his era, though flawed, was wonderful and it was nice to see his story wrapped up in such a way. I was bawling as he died, but like I've seen many people say, my tears turned to guffaws and laughs as Eleven flung himself about the exploding TARDIS. I think that's a good reaction - sadness at Ten's passing but immediately feeling happy for Eleven's arrival. And I loved Ood Sigma's really lovely comment - Your song is ending but the story goes on. A nice thing for RTD to write, and very poignant and fitting in that yes, Ten did die... but there's so much more story to tell.

You Finally Got Into The Music! Do You Get My Joke? Because Your Head, It's In The Tuba.

2010-01-10T17:13:00.008+11:00

I watched The Princess & The Frog today, and Disney 2d animation FTW! I still love the good ol' Disney movies, but this one was just adorable! I honestly enjoyed it more than I thought I would, because I'm a Disney puritan at heart.

My first (of many) pleasant surprises came when I realised that this wasn't a traditional Disney Princess movie, set in a far away, magical kingdom - it was actually set in the 20's. The Twenties. It's one of my favourite decades, with all the Speakeasies and the Jazz, and the fashion - oh, my word, the fashion. And it's against a New Orleans background. New Orleans in the 1920's. How could this not be bad? And I understand all the kaffuffle over Tiana being an African-American princess, but it honestly wouldn't have made a difference in the bigger picture. She could've been the whitest kid on the block, and the producers would've had to have changed, like, one line.

Tiana, to be honest, annoyed me slightly. They didn't have to make her obviously black, but maybe it had to do with the fact she was green for 80 per cent of the movie, and they had to remind dim-witted audiences members that yes, she is an oppressed black woman. She wasn't totally intolerable, I admit, and I did like the fact that her father reminded her that dreams don't just happen when you wish upon a star, you do have to work for them as well. Thank you. Just, from the bottom of my slightly feminist heart, thank you. Tiana did take an active role in achieving her dream, and I guess the prince helped with the down payment, but let's not get nitpicky.

Speaking of the Prince - he was hilarious! And kind of Italian, or something! And he was such a knob, which made me love him more! I loved the way he played the ukelele, dancing with the plebes, and cavorting with the obviously evil ~~Gambit~~ Voodoo guy. Look at the evil skull Top-Hat - how did you not know he was evil? Evil, but awesome. Oh, so awesome. He had like, an evil rendition of Never Had A Friend Like Me, which was just so fantastic. Disney, you have outdone yourself...maybe.

The minor characters, for me, made the film. Lou, the trumpet playing 'gator? Totally awesome. And I still maintain my biggest problem with the film was where did he gte a trumpet? Someone tell me! But he was just superb. I really wanted him to become human, but I suppose there are lots of trumpet-playing humans, not a lot of trumpet play 'gators. And Ray, the firefly. HE BROKE MY HEART. He was in love with what he thought was a firefly, but was actually a star, and he died at the end, and he joined his love as a star, and OHMYGOD the tears. I cried, I cried a lot. And I loved Charlotte! She was spoiled, and Southern, and high maintence and hilarious!

The music had to be my favourite part, overall. Every Disney movie has a theme to it's music, Mulan had a very oriental tone, while Aladdin had very Middle Eastern one, and this had JAZZ. Old, big band, brass instrument, jazz. And it was legendary. The songs had me swingin' in my seat, and I didn't mind that at all.

I had low expectations of this movie, and was proved wrong, so very wrong. I love this movie, and I miss the old 2D Disney movies. 8/10, my friends. 8.5. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go watch Aladdin.

What's A Luft Balloon?

2010-01-02T12:23:00.012+11:00

Welcome, 2010. This year has many things in store for yours truly - my last year of high schooling, my HSC, movie season, etc. The thought of me leaving high school terrifies me, so i'm hanging onto 2009 for as long as possible. Which brings us to this post - The 2009 Fangirl Awards.

Favourite Tv Show:

Ah, Glee, how I love thee. I think my last two posts contain enough love for this show. I can't help it. It makes me smile, and laugh, and cry and all round makes me happy. The soundtracks are on repeat all the time, and I'm still excited for Sunday when the repeats roll around. I hope and pray and wish the new season doesn't disappoint, but who knows in Tv Land?

Favourite Movie:

This one was harder to choose. I had seen my fair share of terrible movies, but there were some good'uns. After asking my brother and my father, we came to the conclusion that Star Trek was my favourite of '09. I had never in my life seen an episode of the series, but the nerd in me was dying to see it. And I lurved it. Filled with lens flares, hot boys and epic action sequences accompianied by an awesome soundtrack...what's not to love? I still get chills when I watch it.

Favourite Album:

I was pleasantly surprised by this album. I was never the biggest GaGa fan, but Bad Romance did it for me. I love that song. So, for Christmas, The Fame Monster was one of the gifts. A lot of the album songs are nothing like her singles - less pop, more piano. It was worth my brother shaming me for liking her.

GirlCrush of the Year:

Rachel, Rachel, Rachel. I love you, I hate you. Why do you have to be so damn loveable? Why do you have to be so gorgeous? This girl is stunning. I adore her. I remember her in The Hot Chick, but I didn't care for her. Then, Mean Girls happened. Goddamn, Regina is awesome. I ship McGosling in real life - I mean, did you see that kiss? Irene Adler is my idol - and damn her for having such great chemistry with RDJ. I love them both. I love you, Miss McAdams. Dammit, I do.

BoyCrush of the Year:

Oh, Bryce Larkin. Neal Caffrey. I kind of love Chuck for introducing me to this fine piece of man meat. He's a spy, he's a criminal. I have a thing for the bad boys - the jig is up. He is...gorgeous. Plain and simple. Dark hair, blue eyes, my Lord. I also kind of hate Chuck for killing him off - I suppose had to go and awesome up in White Collar. Yay for Tuesday nights!

And there you have it, ladies and gents. A small peek in to my fangirlish 2009. I would've done honourable mentions, but I'm sure this post is fine enough as it is. :)

My Life Would Suck Without You.

2009-12-14T10:29:00.004+11:00

It's over. My holidays are meaningless. Glee has had it's half season finale, or, as I created, the Half-Nale. As soon as the credits rolled, I immediately began suffering from withdrawal symptoms. I love this show - it is my over-the-counter pseudoephydrine! It makes me happy, and it's the first show that I have watched every week, actually looking forward to next Thursday/Sunday, for a long time (Thank you, Doctor Who!).

I was a little apprehensive before watching this episode. It was written as the SERIES Finale, as in, if the show didn't get picked up for a new season. Would there be closure? Not enough closure?! A part of me wanted them to re-write the episode when they knew it was being picked up. But that was just wishful thinking.

The episode itself - I think I loved it, but I'm not sure yet. It was very dramatic, what with Finn finding out that Puck is the baby-daddy, though, I laughed at Puck's "You were stupid enough to belive it!" line. It's true, after all. Then Finn leaving, the club not appreciating Rachel's awesome-ness, AGAIN. She is not bossy and over-crowding. The rest of you won't step up. She is the star, people. Her rendition of Don't rain On My Parade? THERE WAS NOT ENOUGH SQUEE IN THE WORLD. She is fierrrrcccceee. I love her.

I admit, I was a little underwhelmed by You Can't Always Get What You Want. I was sitting here, wishing for them to do Somebody To Love. If they performed that, they would win HANDS DOWN. Apparently, the did perform it, but I couldn't help but shed a tear when we didn't see it. Speaking of tears, Will crying during the performance? I TEARED UP A LITTLE, GUYS. They were so good, and when he cried, I cried, and they were so good. I wish he could've been there. Emma was so proud of them, too. AND BITCH HAS BALLS. Going off at the two other directors? I LOVE YOU EMMA. They deserved it. Serves them right for cheating. I hate you, Sue. (And did Emma call it Don't Start Believin'?)

Oh, 'scuse me while I fangasm - SARAH NEWLIN. One of the judges was Sara Newlin from True Blood. I was gone for, like, three minutes at her "They were, like...honking," line. ILY, BB. I didn't have enough laughs for black cynic. Sarah Newlin owns all.

And New Directions won. Duh. That last performance, with the little montages of all of the season's performances? APPARENTLY THERE IS MORE SQUEE. Cowboy hats, hairography, inappropriate thrusting, saying little prayers, halos, and..OH.

SINGLE LADIES. KURT. BRIT. ASIAN. Kurt needs to be my best friend, like, now.

The Will/Emma kiss was cute, with Will running after her - IN SLOW MOTIOOONNN. But, I can't help but worry - what are they gonna do next year? Will it still be awesome? Can they do anything like Somebody To Love? Can they find a new scandal? Will Brit and Santana still be 'dating'? Can they top Single Ladies?

MY LIFE WOULD SUCK WITHOUT YOU, SHOW.

I BET THE DUCK IS IN THE HAT.

2009-12-01T17:53:00.005+11:00

I love minor characters. Most of them are there for comic relief, the porter, for you Shakespeare nerds. I find them quite endearing, especially after the main characters begin to annoy me. The most recent minor character that I'm loving is Brittany, from Glee, the not-so-bright cheerleader.

Brittany has very few lines each episode, but they almost always make me laugh. A little too much. She is just awesome - made of awesomesauce. The purpose of this entry is for me to take you through the reasons why I love Brittany.

The first time I noticed her was during 'Say A Little Prayer.' The three of them reminded me of The Plastics. Quinn = Regina (The Queen Bee), Santana = Gretchen (The Try-Hard?), and Brit = Karen (The Dumb One). Well, now it doesn't fit anymore, cause Regina never got pregnant (is Regina's pregnant getting hit by a bus?) and Will is a Mean Girl (he used Rachel's Don't Stop Believing choreography after she left.)

For a while, Brit kind of disappeared. It wasn't until "Wheels" that she showed up again. She was all sweet, buying a cupcake for Becky. It was just too cute. AND SHE LOST HER WHEELCHAIR, GUYS. How does one lose a wheelchair? I LOVE YOU. THIS SHOW.

"Ballads" was another high point for dear Brittany. She thinks a ballad is a male duck! Who lives in Mr Shue's hat! AND THE SQUARE ROOT OF FOUR IS RAINBOWS. AND FINN BELIEVES HER. During Lean On Me, she was being all amazing, hugging Rachel and lifting Quinn up, sigh...I wonder, does it say in the script Brittany: be fabulous, or is Heather Morris just a sweetheart? Either way, LOVE.

Also, BRITTANY IS THE BEST SPY EVER, Y/Y? Just imagine how much worse Santana probably is at this if Sue chose Brit to be in charge of acquiring the intel! "Hairography" was a pretty good episode, though it just fuels my hatred for Sue even more. To quote Mr. Legal Studies, she can go take a jump.

It's hilarious that they chose Brit to lead them in the ways of hairography since just this week when I rewatched the "Keep Holding On" performance, I was overcome with how fantastic Brit's hair was too! I bet she and Quinn trade secrets! I loved this whole "it's like cool epilepsy" thing! That's what everyone with brain damage says, Brit.

And that's it for today. I should take it slow with the pictures, considering we capped last month, and I just can't deal with slow internet. IN MY HOLIDAYS.

You Don't Belong In My World.

2009-11-22T21:24:00.003+11:00

With the rents out, my brother entertaining his bitches, and an assessment to study for, there was only one thing left for me to do - go see New Moon.

I was with only one other, good friend Nathaniel, but I suppose it was enough that one person could put up with me mumbling angrily, "kill her, kill her, just kill her, for Christ's sake," all throughout the film.

The main thing inspriring me to see this was the hot ~~Mexican~~ Native American boys. Who were shirtless. And hot. I felt bad for Nathan having to sit next to me while I swooned. And boy, did I swoon.

At one point, well, one point that sticks out, did I have an uncontrollable fit of laughter. Let me set the scene: The meadow, Edward takes Bella for a walk, dumps her, she tries to act and can't. Now, why did I laugh? Not just because of the bad acting, but the misheard dialogue. For when Eddie says "You don't belong in my world," I thought he said, "You don't blow my world."

Heh. But wait, Bella replies "I'm coming." HEH. Eddie says, "I don't want you to come!" LOL. I'm so mature.

The movie itself was quite boring, IMHO. It dragged, and dragged, and ohgodwhendoesitend. I just can't believe that Edward and Bella are totes in luv, u guyz. They don't convince me. And they're boring.

I would watch a spinoff of all the other awesome characters doing awesome things all the time. Bella's human "friends", being all awesome and dorky and crying during Rome and Juliet? The rest of the Cullens, except maybe Esme because she's such a spare? Gimme. The Wolf Pack? Hello boys. The Volturi, with the slightly pedo, and quite ironic Michael Sheen, and Dakota Fanning with her superb bitchface? YESYESOHGODYES.

I give this movie a 3/10. maybe 4. No higher than a 5. But I'm holding out for a 10. Because I'm worth it.

Nightlight.

2009-11-08T13:35:00.003+11:00

About three things I was absolutely certain. First, Edwart was most likely my soul mate, maybe.
Second, there was a vampire part of him–which I assumed was wildly out of his control–that wanted me dead.
And third, I unconditionally, irrevocably, impenetrably, heterogeneously, gynecologically, and disreputably wished he had kissed me.

I want it - nay, I need it.

I Think I'll Try Defying Gravity

2009-11-04T19:37:00.007+11:00

As an early birthday present, Mama took me to see Wicked. I'd been anxious to see it for a while, so I was extra giddy when November 1st rolled around.

After a long drive, half an iPod battery, and a mother swearing at almost every driver on the road, we arrived at the Capitol Theatre. I was hit with a sudden wave of nostalgia, remembering the last time I was there. 2005, my 12th birthday, The Lion King Musical. I was so excited when Mum and Dad surprised me with that, the Lion King being the reason I dropped a television on my two-year old self (but more on that later).

Armed with a program and a mocktail in a special, light-up glass, we were seated. Six rows from the stage. And three rows in front of Kenny Ortega. The set was absolutely amazing - cogs, winding branches and vines, and an awesome fire-breathing dragon. A map of Oz with a green light shining on The Emerald City adorned the stage between acts. I was practically bouncing in my seat. And the show hadn't even started yet.

But when it did start - Ohmygollygosh. The Munchkins singing 'No One Mourns The Wicked,' while ~~Glinda~~ Galinda floats down in her bubble, serenading the audience in her uber soprano voice. She is my idol. Absolutely perfect. I adorded the way she made up words, and the fact that her first line was, "It's good to see me, isn't it?"

I was indifferent to Elphaba, aka the Wicked Witch of the West, but damn could she sing. The end of the first act, singing "Defying Gravity," game me chillllllls. Ahhhhh, just thinking about it makes me smile. And I may or may not have been listening to it on repeat since Sunday...

Fiyero. MILLSY! Hahah, remember Miss Vanity? The Australian Idol alum from season 1? ~~Who loooked kind of hot in~~ th~~e tight pants?~~ He was awesome. And I was quite depressed that he didn't end up with Galinda. They were perfect! They could've been perfect together! And had perfect babies! Gah! "Dancing Through Life" had me wanting to get up on stage and twirl with him...damn his winning smile and tight pants.

But the most awesome thing? THE COSTUMES. Oh, how I loved them. So extravagent, so amazing, so totally awesome! There's just no other way to describe it! The black and white ball gowns from "Dancing Through Life" were splendind. And I wanted these polka dotted oxfords.

Sigh, this show was amazing. As soon as it finished, I told my mum I had to see it again. And mark my words, I will.

I'm So Excited! I'm So Scared!

2009-10-25T19:26:00.003+11:00

The unvieling of the (New) New Doctor Who logo and production stills has had me in a state of hype a la' Jessie in Saved By The Bell, though I don't need No-Dose pills to induce it. She had fabulous hair, btw. You must YouTube that scene :).

I've only been a Who fan for going on three years, but I've seen it all from the Children In Need Specials to delightfully bad Tom Baker arcs. I was sad to see our Phreccleston leave, but I had the dorkiest smile on my face as soon as Tennant said his first line. About new teeth. That's weird.

Tennant's been on for 3 seasons and this year's specials; I've grown accustomed to him as The Doctor. When my dad broke the news that this year would be his last, I froze. I was at a loss for words.

When I saw the picture of the New Doctor? I had a reaction that was something along the lines of: "Was Rob Pattinson to hard to get now?" They look the same, NGL. With one picture, there wasn't much to go on.

Then promo stills appeared, and production shots surfaced. He wears Tweed. And has a bowtie. Honestly, it's hilariously awesome. His new companion, Amy, looks awesome too. She's a cop ;). Maybe Amy and Gwen can have awesome 'We used to be officers of the law and now we traverse around with aliens' get-togethers? And I bet Captain Jack and Smith!Doctor will have something going on, too. Smithy just has that look about him.

Anyway, I have faith in Steven Moffat, despite his obvious dislike of Rose. He has written the best episodes of the series, and I am just waiting for the trippy shit he'll do now. Wibbly-Wobbly.

But this last episode - Tennant's last? Dear Lord. Everyone will be in it. Timothy Dalton will be in it. As a Time Lord.

And, spoilers, The Master's coming back. Winner.

Bec Decides To Blog

2009-10-21T17:10:00.004+11:00

Because I'm boring, have an update on my readings for this year:

Twilight

Stardust
Confessions of a Shopaholic
Dracula
New Moon
Tales of Beedle the Bard
Princess Bride
101 People You Won't Meet In Heaven
Watchmen
The Intimate Adventures of a London Call Girl
The Further Adventures of a London Call Girl
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
Harry Potter and the Order of The Phoenix
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
Veronika Decides To Die
The Long Halloween
Catcher in the Rye
Boy In the Striped Pyjamas
The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes
The Clockwise Man
Dead Until Dark
Living Dead In Dallas

While the main goal roaming around the internet is 50 in a year, I've just broken 27. Just over halfway. Currently, I'm reading the Graveyard Book (which is The Jungle Book but in a graveyard) which I will be done with by the end of the week. The next books will most likely be the many I have to read for English (insert a very sarcastic 'yay' here) and I have to read two plays for Drama, and according to Luke, they don't count.

So 23 books in my upcoming 2 month holidays and the six weeks left of term? Bitchin'.

Also, Book Club is officially named Readers of the Lost Ark, because I'm brilliant. I'm the only one above Year 9 in the club, and it's annoying how we meet every four weeks, so it's a case of Man Up and read faster, little people. And they hate Sherlock.

I am ashamed. I am full of shame.

Dead Until Dark.

2009-10-14T17:49:00.004+11:00

I'm not one for watching a tv show or movie before I've read the books, though there are some exceptions. Last year or so, my mother and I started watching True Blood, yes another Vampire phenomenon gripping the world. But it was different, and I haven't figured out if it's good different or bad different.

Only last week did I decide to read the books that the show is based on. It was in A&R for twenty bucks, and I spent Daddy's hard earned money on it. I finished it in two days. There are eight more books in the series, with two that have been released this year. In the words of my wiser older brother, "That's quality literature!"

The premise: ~~Sookie~~ Suhkeh Stackhouse is a pretty waitress waiting to meet her very own vampire, since they have "come out of the coffin." She's a little crazy according to the townspeople, because she has this disability - ~~she's bulimic~~ she can read minds. When she meets Bill, a vampire, she can't hear a word he's thinking, and of course, that makes him all the more attractive.

The book was published in 2001. It was an interesting read, yet I don't know what to think about it, so I have to keep reading the series before I make my final judgement. It started off in a rather dizzy fashion, with Suhkeh meeting Bill, saving him from an evil, vampire-blood-draining (ironic, yes?) couple, Suhkeh being beaten within an inch of her life by said couple, and saved by Bill and her shapeshifting dog-boss Sam. And that's in the first 35 pages!

I suppose the mystery would've been more exciting if I hadn't already seen the entire first season of the show, so I knew who the crazy fang-banger killer was. What I enjoyed was Suhkeh's lack of damsel in distress...ness. When the murderer was chasing her, and she actually fought back, I was reminded of Bella Swan' reliance on Mr. Cullen, and how I just wished and prayed that she could get out of a situation without her lover's help. But maybe that's the feminist in me, raging.

I much prefer Beel and Suhkeh as a couple in the show than in the books. There's a certain possessiveness to him I don't like. And after they sleep together for the, and her, first time and he coats his finger in his blood and...inserts it in her to heal her? That warrents a big, fat EWWWWW. But what I really think turns me off the idea of Sookie/Bill is Sookie herself and how she flip-flops between falling for Bill and pushing him away. Admittedly, she's got a good reason to worry given that she's human and he's not. I think she's much more relaxed with the idea of them as a couple in the show.

This book, however, contained the best idea in any piece of vampire literature in the history of the universe - Elvis is a vampire. He wasn't dead when he was brought into the morgue, and the vampire attendent turned him. Complications arose because of the drugs in his system, so now he's mentally unstable and answers to 'Bubba.'

I'm about a hundred pages into the second book, but I don't really like it as much as the first. Halfway through the second series, also, and they are slightly similar, but I'm enjoying the show a lot more. And here's hoping that Eric and Bill hook up in Season 3 - much prefer them than the inevitable Eric and Sookie.

Teardrops On My DVD Player.

2009-10-06T14:06:00.014+11:00

Ladies and gentlemen and variations, it's time for a new 10 to 1 Countdown. Last Saturday, I watched The Fox And The Hound, and I was tearing up in the first five minutes. Which leads us to this countdown - Top Ten Movies That Make Me Cry.
Many may think I'm a cold hearted bitch, and I am, but have feelings sometimes. And that sometimes is when I watch movies. I find I sympathise with them more than humanity...So, without further ado, let us begin.

10. Ladder 49. I have seen this movie once, and I can honestly say I was not expecting that ending. I was waiting for John Travolta to barge in and rescue poor Joaquin. But no, they just had to make me cry.

9. Swan Princess. This used to be my favourite movie of all time. Still is one of my top animated movies, you know. I know that they live happily ever after in the end, but I still tear up when she's tapping on the window and he makes the vow to the wrong woman, and I'm like what the hell are you doing!? The more I think about it, Derek was kind of a dick. "What else is there?"

8. Tristan + Isolde. James Franco has bad luck in movies. I mean, I almost cried in Spider-Man 3, not because it was so awful, but because Harry died. And he dies in Tristan + Isolde, which is almost like Romeo and Juliet in the middle ages. It is a very good movie, though, and I did enjoy their sneaking around for midnight sexcapades ;)

7. Fox and the Hound. I have issues when a mother dies in movies. I am very, very attatched to my mother, and couldn't even begin to imagine what it must feel like. The opening five minutes of this movie combines to of my most hated things - Losing a Mother and Hurting an Animal. I was practically blubbering in the first scene. Again, good Disney movie...Though, Disney does have issues with orphaning their protaginists.

6. Star Trek. I am dreading watching this movie again. The two timnes I saw it in the cinema, I cried before the opening credits, and I got teary eyed about half way through again. Damn you, dramatic and heroic death of George Kirk! Damn you Retro!Spock for making James Kirk all misty eyed and "I am and always have been your friend." DAMN YOU.

5. Romeo + Juliet. Every time. Every single time. Now, the nerd in me rages whenever they cut out Juliet's final soliloquy, but I can't help but think it's so much more dramatic when it's silent. I cry at this point, but I tear up when Juliet is talking to the Priest, pulling out a gun and screaming, "I long to die!" Ah, Baz Luhrmann. I almost forgive you for Australia. Almost.

4. The Lord of The Rings. This has to be my favourite movie trilogy ever. It's epic, in every sense of the word. And I can't help but shed a few tears at some moments in the films. FoTR - When Gandalf dies and everyone is crying. Damn. When Boromir is shot, and Merry and Pippin are taken. Damn. RoTK - "I can't carry it for you. But I can carry you!" Damn. The very end, eveyone splitting up. Damn.

3. Moulin Rouge. Ah, Baz, once again. I'm not Nicole's biggest fan, but I adore this movie. Everything about it. The first time I saw this, I was genuinely shocked that she dies. Then I cried. Just seeing everyone's faces, but the audience still claps, its spectacular.

2. Doomsday. Ok, whatever. It's not a movie. But it makes me cry. A lot. Yes, I'm a shipper, so shoot me. I adore those two. And when they get seperated? GAH. He loves her, I know it, you know it, Davros knows it. And season 4 finale? YES IT DOES NEED SAYING.

1.The Lion King. You thought I forgot about it, didn't you? How could I? The movie as a whole is brilliant. And no surprise as to the part which makes me sob. Simba just sounds so crushed and helpless and I need to hug him. I would hate to be in that position. I also tear up when he sees his father in the sky..."Remember who you are..." Seriously, I'm tearing up right this minute...

I need a hanky. :(

We Fear Change

2009-10-05T18:59:00.004+11:00

Term 3 of school has finished for me. Year 11 has finished for me. Now, I'm kind of officially a Year 12 student. I think most people are jumping for joy at the idea. Not me.

Personally, I'm scared. I don't want school to finish. School is easy; it's a routine. I have become so accustomed to the life that i don't want to leave. I shudder to think of what life will be like after school.

Last week was devoted to exams, and I can't say I'll miss them. Leaving Extension English til the last day - a Friday? That's just downright mean. I also won't miss the triple periods of Business Services - forget being mean, that was torture. On the other hand, I did have fun in this exam - drawing little pictures in my essay? Teacher told us not to make it like an English essay, and I would never draw stick figures impaled with a pole in an essay on Bowling For Columbine. Ms English Teacher would have my head.

If I wasn't the poster boy for the English department.

But you know what's scary? I'll be doing my HSC when I'm 16. Sixteen. I'll be a baby. Worse still, I have no idea what I want to do once I leave school. Universities don't offer courses in Marrying the Old & Rich, and I don't have the option of a successful Wizarding Career.

There are some things I'm good at. But if I want to go to NIDA, I have to wait an extra two years til I'm 18 and old enough to audition, and even then I'm not guaranteed a spot. If and when I decide what I want to do at uni, my UAI or whatever it is now might not be good enough, because I'm only doing 10 units, because I didn't get the subjects I wanted.

The interview, for lack of a better word, that we must have with the head of Senior School to see if we can drop any subjects should work in my favour, though. Either way, I'm screwed. Dropping the two subjects will give me more time to study for the other subjects. They won't help me in boosting my marks.

I envy the people who have their plans all laid out. Me, I have no idea. Zip. Zilch. Nada.

And that thought terrifies me.

P.M.S

2009-09-25T11:27:00.003+10:00

I finished my first exam about half an hour early, this morning. And since the rules apparently changed without me knowing I had some time to reminisce. There were some posters around the room done by what I can assume is history.

Then I began to think about my Year 9 History class, which then became my Year 9 geography class and the Prac teacher we had for a while. Annette and I referred to him as Vampire Man, not because he sparkled in sunlight, but had remarkably sharp canines.

And I hated him.

He would ask these questions, questions which I knew the answer to, and would have my hand up ready to answer them. He would look at me for a second, then call upon someone else who didn't even have a clue. This wasn't a one off thing, oh no, but he repeatedly ignored me. For however long he was there.

One lesson in particular sticks out. We were talking about remote locations and isolated areas, and we were given a group project to create a business that reaches these areas. So I was prepared to piss this guy off as much as I could, considering it was close to his last lesson, and he told me off for talking even though it was Nathan who was talking.

Our business: Portable Morale Service, or, P.M.S, as Kerian pointed out with a giggle. We were a business which, packed in a van, would got out to these remote areas to try and boost their spirits. I mean it wasn't there fault that they live in a crappy place. Our phone number was 1800-737-463. Which is 1800-PERIOD. Which Vampire Man was quite upset with. He threatened to make us do skills work, but, since Miss Geography Teacher loves me, she told him off.

So, I pissed him off, didn't get in trouble, and he left the next day. I love my life.

Readers Of The Lost Ark.

2009-09-23T18:40:00.004+10:00

I have reached the epitomy of nerdiness. I joined Book Club.

There was an announcement in the daily notices about it so I felt compelled to attend. A friend and I were sitting around, and we saw them all going into a classroom one Friday. A look was shared between us, and we sprang up and joined them.

It's being run by my Extension English teacher, so there was no way it could've been bad. Except for the fact that it was full of year 9 kids. My idea of hell. Well, one of.

Anyway, the first book we were to read was The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes. The closest I have come to anything relating to Sherlock was my saying 'No shit, Sherlock.' It was two hundred pages worth of short stories printed off the internet. Mr Extension Teacher handed them out to the few who were actually interested in reading the book and even though my brother has a copy of the book, I took a dodgy copy.

And I read it, and I was one of the few of the few who actually liked the book. Detective Holmes is one of the greatest people. EVER. How is it not awesome that he knew which side Watson's window was on by studying his face and seeing how one side was less shaved then the other? How is it not awesome that he knew a snake, a SNAKE was the villian in one of the stories? A SNAKE.

Many of the young'uns didn't appreciate the man, and Teacher was glad someone stood up for him. He is ridiculously awesome, and those methods of deductive reasoning are lost in this day and age. And I kinda want to go to that university that teaches his methods.

The second book we're reading is The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas. I have heard of this, book and movie, and I know its ending is quite depressing. But, I'm looking forward to reading it. Powerful books, FTW.

One last thing, we are having a competition to name the Club. I have had some suggestions, but just haven't bothered to put them on paper and hand them in. Here we are:

Readers Of The Lost Ark
Cover To Cover
Between The Lines

Y/Y?

Who In Crikey Fuck Is Half Squat?

2009-09-12T20:09:00.003+10:00

Last night, I watched Tropic Thunder for the first, but certainly not the last, time. I was supposed to watch it last week, but I had to go on camp, when I split my toe open. See what happens? Life is telling me I should stay and watch these awesome movies.

Ahem. Moving on. This movie is oozing with celebrities. It was gross, in that 'Why are people in things?' way.

The three main stars:

Ben Stiller - who wrote and directed, also. Ew
Jack Black - who was high-larious as a drug addict.
Robert Downey, Jr - playing an Australian playing an African-American. My goodness, he was funny. And he did an Aussie accent a little too well.

Other, more 'ew', cameo appearances:

Tom Cruise - as much as I hate him, he was funny! His dancing, his swearing, his balding head. Ah, too good.
Tyra Bank - just...ew.
Tobey Maguire - as RDJ's fellow-monk-lover-I-don't-know-what in a trailer.
Jennifer Love Hewitt - three seconds in the end, but enough to warrant an ew.
Jon Voight - ha, he lost the Oscar to Ben Stiller.
Matthew McCan't-spell-his-name - Devoted agent and best friend. He saved their lives with TiVo.
Bill Hader - of SNL fame, with an accent that I cannot place.
Nick Nolte - Luke and I spent twenty minutes to figure out who he was. Spoilers, he was Eric Bana's dad in Hulk.
Christine Taylor - aka Mrs Ben Stiller
Lance Bass - "So that's the Lance he was on about!"
And, according to IMDb, Alicia Silverstone and Jason Bateman were there.

To finish, I must add that I will be saying 'Crikey Fuck'...a lot.

Want Longer Lasting Life?

2009-09-09T16:55:00.004+10:00

I love Extension English. A small class of nine, whose latest homework has consisted of reading Batman comics, and houses that one person who is stupid enough to get said comic confiscated in a maths class.

Recently, we had a major assignment, (Major Assignment), which was worth 40% of our final grade. One component was a creative one. Three people did videos (one of which is permanently seared into my memory, thank you Hapreet in a dress singing Celine Dion).

Two other people did advertising campaigns. My friend, Elizabeth, did one on "External Elixir", and the last portion of her pitch was a survey for the 'board members' to fill out.

Annette and I were stupid enough - or AWESOME enough? - to fill it out. So, showing off my amazing scanning skills, here is our filled in survey:

(Click to enlarge, bitches.)

A big thank you to Netty for the actual filling out of the survey :)

We are so worthy of having this elixir, yeah? And I totally did. Had a nice, raspberry taste to it, i fyou must know. Though, I can't help but wonder, did Liz mean 'Eternal Elixir'?

PS: This is pretty much what we do in Extension. Well, that and watch Batman. Yes, this class is awesome.

PPS: I did a digital image. You cannot touch my photoshop skills. :D

Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker!

2009-09-06T20:36:00.003+10:00

I got around to watching Die Hard a few weeks ago, and now I'm getting around to posting about it. And I must say, it was awesome, awesome, awesome sauce.

~~Severus Snape~~ Hans Gruber was fabulous; he was a sensitive villian, you guys! I mean, when he offers to have his Fabio doppleganger henchman to bring in a couch for the pregnant woman, and to let all the hostages take pee breaks? Sensitivity, guys.

And John McClane very ludicrously running around without shoes! It really doesn't get any better than that.

Except, maybe, the sequel. Or rather, the sequel's name. Die Harder. Greatest. Title. Ever. But no, I haven't seen it. Yet. I deliberately got 2 and 3 for Father's Day so I could get to watch them. Selfish, me?

I have, however, seen bits and pieces of 4. You know, ridiculously awesome explosions, and Justin Long realising bad things happen when you're not a mac. And, unlike with Indiana Jones, getting older has not diminished Bruce Willis' badassery.

And, suffice to say, I have been resisting the urge to call people dickheads. Like, all the time.

Gotta Get Back To Hogwarts

2009-09-01T06:54:00.008+10:00

You have no idea how upset I was when I never got my Hogwarts letter on my eleventh birthday. Yes, I am that sad; did you expect anything different?

To this day, I expect that the owl didn't know how to get to my house, all the way in Australia. Then I wonder if there's a special Australian University for Magic, teritary education with wands. It would sure save me a lot of hassle over the next few years.

I have been a Harry Potter fan for almost a decade. Wow, I'm old. And as much as I insult it, I watch it every single time it's on T.V. I love it. It's crack - no, worse, its nerd crack. I get high when I watch it, read it, talk about it, do anything involving it.

I make lame H.P jokes at school. I call my friends 'filthy little mudbloods'. At Sports Carnivals, I yell 'Go Hufflepuff!' (Because we're yellow, not like I would actually be in Hufflepuff, tchh.)

Take today, for example. My friends and I raided a Year 9 Drama class so we could film on the stage, and they were having a debate over Twilight & Harry Potter. And I had to join in. I insulted Edward, saying, "He is always described as being gorgeous and god-like for pages at a time, just to make up for the fact the he is completely void of any real personality." I got boos, but they were far outwieghed by the cheers.

I have also planned a road trip with my new Year 9 friends to head on up to Hogwarts. Its not Septmember 1st over there yet! Seriously, those chicks are more awesome then some of my friends in Year 11. Sigh...

Procasti- Oh, I'll Finish It Later

2009-08-31T16:40:00.005+10:00

For the first time in a long time, I finished an assignment early. The kind of early that doesn't have me staying up in all hours of the night finishing it the day before it's due.

We had a Legal Studies assignment, a speech on Women and Migrants, that had to be a maximum of 10 minutes long. Every chance I had, I started to type it up. And everytime I started it, I said, 'Oh, I'll do it later.' I am a procrastinator. A damn good one at that. But this weekend was different. I took my shoddy laptop to my room, locked myself in there with a bottle of water and gummi fruit whatever-the-hell-they-are, and sat down to write my speech. And I finished it!

Granted, it's due on Tuesday, but at least I'm not staying up til two in the morning tonight to finish it.

More often then not, I leave assignments til the last minute, finishing them in a rush. And so far, I have never failed one. Why fix what's not broken? Except, it is quite broken. During these late nights, many fights break out, tears are spilled (only once), and this helps no one.

People ask me, 'Why leave it that late?' Because if I leave it that late, I have to do it. There is no other choice. By doing this, I am motivated to get of my tush and finish the assignment. And I get it done. I get it done well.

In all honesty, it's a perfectly logical reason to procrastinate. And there are some assignments that are meant for the last minute: Business Services, mail register. I made half of those up, and still passed. I sure showed you, didn't I?

Though, as I said, I did finish this one reasonably early. And if I fail this (which is unlikely, Mr Legal Studies LOVES me. :]), I will never finish an assignment early again.

And So The Supernatural Being Fell In Love With The Human

2009-08-30T17:21:00.007+10:00

While the forbidden love of a human and a supernatural being isn't the most original plotline ever, I almost always find myself comparing Twilight to every other teen romance with a supernatural twist.

This story can be traced back to Bram Stoker's Dracula, perhaps even further than that. Still, after watching/reading Twilight, I was comparing it to the cult TV show (and one of my personal favourites) Roswell.

Both tell a smiliar story: A sensitive girl is saved from almost certain death by the seemingly normal, but really paranormal, hunk who makes it his mission to protect her at all costs. The two fall in love, but their relationship is made complicated by his otherworldly circumstances.

I was shocked at these similarities, considering that Roswell wasn't even half as popular as Twilight is. From major plot points, to character profiles, one stands out above the other. You'll see what I mean.

Set Ups:
Roswell - We're introduced to Liz Parker, a bright, young Roswellian who writes the shows events down in her journal. In the very first scene of the very first episode, Miss Liz is accidently shot after a fight breaks out in the cafe. Max Evans, her quiet biology partner, risks exposing his secret when he publicly heals her - spoilers, he's an alien!

Twilight - We're intoduced to Bella Swan, who moved to a dreary new town. A few weeks and a hundred pages later, she is almost crushed to death by the Evil Van of Doom. Edward Cullen, her (wouldn't you know it) quiet, biology partner (hang on...), risks exposing his secret when he uses his super speed and super strength to push the van away - spoilers, he's a vampire!

Romance:
Roswell - Max and Liz form an epic-alien powered bond from the moment he heals her. They exchange memories and emotions and begin to fall in love. Unfortunately, Max's alien past and a revolving door of big bads get in the way

Twilight - Edward likes the way Bella smells. That's about it. Her aroma is so intoxicating, that he feels the need to gawk at her day and night. Is it love, or animal magnetism? Her ~~pungent~~ scent attracts a sociopathic vampire who wants to gobble her up, breifly getting in the way of their love. Sorta.

Other Similarities/DIfferences:
In Roswell, the supporting characters are actually allowed to develop. In Twilight, they are presented in a very 2-Dimensional way, no real personality, nothing. But both supporting characters are described as beautiful outcasts with supernatural gifts, who feel threatened by the main characters' relationship. Max and Liz seem to share moments in Biology. Only in Roswell, you don't hear a never-ending description of how hot Max is and he's not, you know, a jackass. Bio lab was also a plot point, because that's where Liz finds out that Max wasn't human. Science > Google.
And specifically in the car crash scene of Twilight, before the song starts, you can hear the exact same sound effect that Roswell used, oh so much.

So, at the risk of being burned at the stake by a mob of angry teens, Roswell is definately the better franchise. Its warmer, smarter and better acted.

Ghost In The Rye

2009-08-29T09:32:00.004+10:00

Yesterday, our dear Ms English Teacher was absent, so we had a substitute. Unfortunately, work had been left for us. Even more unfortunately, work to do with Catcher In The Rye. We had seven options, for example, tourist brochures, poetry writing, timelines, etc. But I chose the most hilarious option: rewrite the ending to the novel.

It began as a joke with my friend, but it turned into forty minutes worth of pure gold. After much giggling, and a page and a half of me pretending to be a classic literary character, I present to you the re-written ending of Catcher In The Rye.

Chapter 26

And then I died. I'm not going to tell you how. I'll just let you use your imagination. Anyway, I'm not too sure what happened afterwards. I never really believed in ghosts, but I suppose when it happens to you, it kind of changes your perspective on things. My body's gone, but my soul is forever doomed to walk this earth, or some crap like that. I don't know.
D.B keeps talking, keeps 'praying' to me, but I can't answer, you see. At least he tries. Everyone else just cries and cries. It's quite depressing, if you want to know the truth. I keep trying to reply to D.B, but he doesn't hear me. I guess I'm kind of used to it, though. No one really listened to me before, just thought I was some dumb kid. I guess they're upset now. So many things they wish they could say to me. Serves them right, I suppose.
I guess it's ok, though. I mean, I don't have to go to school anymore, thank God. I was sick of those damn institutions, anway. A part of me will miss the guys and all. Ackley, Stradlater and all. Man, I'll miss those morons. But let's not get carries away. I'm no flit, or anything. We were just good mates, nothing else.
I think I'l lmiss Phoebe the most. Losing two brothers has to be tough on a kid like that. But she'll be alright. She has to be. She'll finish school, get a job, have a great life. I know she will. Man, it almost makes me cry, thinking about her. I wish I could talk to her, like I used to. It'll be hard getting used to this, if you want to know the truth.
You know, I'll think I'll stay in the museum. You know how much I enjoyed it there. Nothing ever changes, and now neither will I. I'll be like the mummies in the tombs and all. I always wanted to be like that, you see. Forever the same. And now I will be. Funny how things work out like that. I can still remember the last time I was there. Before I met Phoebe after school. When she wanted to runa way with me. We were very close, you see.
Were. It's weird, talking like that. Past tense. Suppose I have a lifetime to get used to it and all. Being undead, a ghost, or whatever the hell I am. I didn't know what I was when I was alive, to be perfectly honest. Maybe I was never alive. Maybe I was killed in my sleep, or something. And just got up one day leaving my body behind. It doesn't explain a whole lot, you see, but it sure as hell makes me feel better. I'll stay around, watching the world go on, maybe long enough to see the world end. Will I end when the world does? Or will I keep going? Do you reckon I can haunt people? I mean, It'd give me something to do for the rest of my death.
I swear to God I'm a madman.
:)

The Max Power Way

2009-08-16T14:42:00.003+10:00

A couple of years ago, we had these 'Leadership talks' once a week, and most of the time, I paid little to no attention. We were seperated into Houses (R.I.P Broughton), and taken by a particular substitute teacher (who is now Head of English). One lesson stood out to me, and I was reminded of this because of the upcoming Prefect Interviews.

In this lesson, we watched a few episodes of The Simpsons. Now, I was used to the teachers inventing a lesson that was hidden in the episode (ahem, Divinity) so I was anxious to hear what she pulled out. She asked us to vote for who we think would make a good leader out of the Simpson Family. So she went through the four who are capable of speech, and I found I was the only one who though Homer would make a good leader.

Teacher and students thought I was mad. But they never got a chance to hear my reasons. They all thought that Homer was an idiot, had no ideas, and would FAIL at being a leader. Well, they're half right.

For years, in particular on Year 11 Camp, people were telling me that leaders didn't have to be the brash, outspoken, intelligent leader. You can be quiet yet have great ideas. I think that Homer, if pushed in the right direction, would make a great leader. All famous leaders have a right-hand man, who feeds ideas, writes speeches, etc. Homer just needs someone to keep him in line.

He is good at rallying people, motivating them to stand up for what's right. He helps, for example, Lisa when she believed that Jebediah Springfield was a fraud. He demanded the citizens' pay attention to his daughter. As if he wouldn't make a good leader if he had that support.

Yes, I am aware that I am talking about a fictional character, but they're the best kind of character. I'm in the Leadership mood, right now. I have an interview tomorrow, to be considered for a Prefect.

Wish me luck, I am some people's only hope. :]

All Was Well

2009-08-09T19:54:00.003+10:00

I finished my Harry Potter run through for this ~~year~~ month, but it was only the third time I have read Deathly Hallows. As epic as some moments are (OMGBATTLEOFHOGWARTSFTW), there are parts that I simply cannot stand. So I have compiled a list for you all instead of doing my maths assignment. No, seriously, I have all day to do that.

5 REASONS WHY IT HURTS TO READ HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS (May include spoilers, but you all should have read it several times by now.)

Reason the First: How Many Times Do I Have To Kill You, Boy?
Look, I don’t like Harry. There’s just something about him that I don’t like. It could be that noble, self-sacrificing attitude, or maybe it could be the fact that as much as he refuses help from friends/better wizards, they still help him. And without their help, Mr. Potter couldn’t have accomplished anything that he did. Ok, moving on. There are just so many opportunities to kill Harry in this book. YOU HAD HIM IN YOUR DAMN HEADQUARTERS, for crying out loud. Great idea to leave him in the cellar, unsupervised. You’re all much, much better wizards than he is, so why couldn’t you just kill him when he was on the john or something? And the Forest, OH THE FOREST. You would think he was dead after being hit with the killing curse. TWICE. You’d think he would’ve stayed dead, but no.

Reason the Second: This Is Some Jerry Springer Shit!
Oh, J.K. Why, why make Lupin like that? Running out on his wife and unborn child? Why? I hate reading that scene in Grimmauld Place, because I know I’m going to have to see Lupin like that, and I don’t want to think of him like that. He shouldn’t want to leave Tonks and go traversing the British countryside with three teenagers. And screw you, Harry. I don’t want you yelling at him. You’re not allowed. He is NOT a coward. He’s braver than you, and sometimes I think you underestimate how much Lupin has helped you. coughPatronuscough. Lupin should’ve opened up a can of were-whoop-ass and mauled him, or something. See how far you get now, bitch.

Reason the Third: Nice Guys Finish Last.
Worst. Character. Turnaround. Ever. I’ll admit I didn’t expect Snape to be a good guy in the end. Dumbledore had conspired with Snape to be murdered because of the ElderWandHorcruxBullshitBullshitConspiracyBullshit. For years, Snape tortured Harry. For years, Harry put up with his shit. For years, Snape was really protecting Harry because he was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with Lily Potter. And Harry forgives him. Just like that. Because, all along, he was just a good guy who made a few mistakes. And that cost him his life. Unlucky.

Reason The Fourth: Tears On My Pillow
This book makes me cry. Me. Cry. Chocodiles. Never mind Sirius dying, or Dumbledore or Snape dying. But when Harry brings his parents, Sirius and Lupin back, I’m gone. When he asks, “Does it hurt?” The tears spill over. As much as I hate Harry, I couldn’t bear to be in this position. Facing certain death, but seeing your loved ones in a situation like that. I don’t know what else to say. It was brilliantly written and makes me blubber. What more could you want?

Reason The Final: Blink And You're Dead.
I think that Doctor quote is pretty self explanatory. There were so many deaths. And people that didn’t deserve to die did. Hedwig, Dobby, Mad-Eye, Fred, Snape, Lupin and Tonks , Bellatrix Lestrange, and lastly, Voldemort, who died because of his lack of knowledge about Elder Wands, love, Conspiracies between Dumbledore and Snape, and the fact that Harry used EXPELLIARMUS. Oh my Rowling, seriously?! I was waiting for a West Side Story Rumble, not one disarming spell and Poof! We win! The death in Potter Puppet Pals was much more acceptable.

Back to the point, these people didn’t need to die. Instead of getting their own Mary-Sue happily ever after, kill off someone very close to Harry. That would’ve been a bigger impact. Well, I suppose a bigger impact to those who liked those close to Harry. I’m having enough trouble dealing with all the above deaths. The one thing I didn’t want was for Lupin and Tonks to die. They have to be my favourite couple in these books. Everything about it makes me squee. And leaving Teddy alone? Trying to make a new Harry, Ms Rowling? Sigh, I can just imagine that they didn’t die. Can’t be that hard, they only got one bloody line.

Now that I think about it, I do have some favourite, epic moments in this. Another list for another day...

Give Me Something To Blog About

2009-08-06T19:02:00.012+10:00

Lo and behold, I'm sick again. This is about the 8th time this winter, but tevs. Using this time to write a pointless entry, rather than using it to study, finish a maths assignment, write a log book among other more important stuff.

I was given my mother's old phone last night. Spent the better part of today trying to stop receiving her emails that she had synced up to said phone. Turns out mum could do it in 5 minutes.

I finished Catcher In The Rye. Ms English Teacher was surprised that the class hated Holden so much.

A third of the way into HP7. It makes me sad. Poor Hedwig, poor Moody. Goddamn you, Harry, why can't you just die? And no matter how much my friends try and convince me, Lupin didn't die. He's bro-ings about with MJ and Elvis.

People annoy me. Sometimes I just want to scream in their faces, stamp my feet a little for dramatic effect, and tell them to 'Man Up.' But I settle for ignoring them and talking to the people that I can stand for more than eight seconds.

I watched HSC Drama performances last night. It makes me nervous about what's to come in
12 months time. It'll be me up there, on stage. Bring it on

I love BBC shows. I've been watching Robin Hood to make up for the lack of NuWho. I was quite surprised at how much I enjoy it. But then again, Brit Shows > 80 per cent of the crap that's on TV right now.

I heart AVPM. I like liking things that other people don't. Many people haven't heard of this, but I'm glad I took the time to watch it. It's consuming my life.

One last thing that has the most point to it than anything else I've typed:

I Support QuirrelMort. :D

I'm out, Bitches.

They're All So Dumb And Immature

2009-08-01T09:20:00.003+10:00

The majority of my three readers would know that I'm younger than everyone else in Year 11 by about 12 months, but one wouldn't know that by looking at me and observing me in class.

In Business Services yesterday, my two friends were talking about me; one was asking when my birthday was and the other replied, 'later this year. Yeah, you turn 16 at the end of the year, right, Bec?" I nodded. She says, 'Yeah, but she's got the mentality of an 18 year old.'

That's what got me thinking. I do admit that I am more mature than others, but there are times when I act like a hyperactive two year old who had one too many pixie sticks for breakfast. Class time is when I'm mature. And it does pay off in the end. I have built up a reputation with teachers, that I can swear in class and get away with it. Others aren't so lucky.

It's the people that deliberately try and anger the teachers that get told off. The one sthat act like idiots just for a few cheap laughs. Pro tip - teachers don't like that shit. What teachers do like is when you turn around and snap those idiots in the middle of a lesson. Yes, that has been tested and proven by yours truly. I was called up to 'run' the Legal Studies lesson on Thursday, and since some boys where trying to be smart arses ("Rebecca, I don't think that's right."), I just look at them, play my witty retort ("I don't see you answering any of the questions, so stop flirting with the exchange student and hush.") and grin as the teacher laughs at them.

But then there comes a time when I let loose. I giggle at the stupidest of jokes, I say 'That's what she said' at the most inappropriate and grammatically incorrect times, and sing Disney songs with my friends at lunch time, at the top of our lungs. I don't think of this as hypocritical, two-faced, or whatever. I just know when to stop, and others take it too far. I am a kid at heart. I watch cartoons, I play slap games with my friends, I whine and complain to my mum about everything, and sometimes my wittiest comeback involves something to do with 'Your mum.'

I would love to be a kid again. It wouldn't be weird walking through shops and asking my mum to by me a Barbie doll, for a start.

The Eyes And Ears Of This Institution

2009-07-29T16:11:00.004+10:00

Teachers know everything. Not just 'everything' relating to their subject of choice, but EVERYTHING.

I had a study period today, which is taken by the school sergeant's wife, whose job it is to yell 'shush' every so often, while us students sit around, eat lollies and listen to music.

It was about ten minutes into the lesson when I walked in (I know, rebel) sitting down with my friends. Teacher marked the roll and one name after mine, she paused, looked at this girl, and said 'Oh, not sitting with your "friend" this time?' saying "friend" in that sly tone of voice. Said girl has been dating this guy for about three weeks. We've been back at school for a day and a half.

How is it that they (being teachers) know all of this? Hell, I found out through Facebook. Is this what teachers discuss in their weekly meetings? "Ok, guys, new couple alert! Make as many hilarious calls as possible." There must be some School Gossip Girl around, informing the teachers of these hook-ups.

Just last year, in History, we swapped rooms with another class. A boy from the other class walked into our room twenty minutes late. After a mumbled "Oh, shit, wrong room," Mrs History teacher raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh, I know why you're late, is that girlfriend of yours keeping you busy?" Woah, did you just get snapped by a teacher? You totally did.

There's one thing better, however, than the teachers who cut these students down: That's the teachers who encourage you to make fun of couples with them. It's fantastically mean :).

One last thing, before I leave to do something productive. There are just some teachers who you just wished didn't know anything. This doesn't have anything to do with couples, but pop-culture. In English, we're studying The Catcher In The Rye (which I have totally read...). We had a character exercise to do in class today, and Ms English Teacher compared THE CATCHER IN THE RYE to TWILIGHT.

You should have seen the look on my face. I was horrified. She went on, saying, "There are many more characters in this book compared to, say, Twilight." Just...these chocodiles.

Oh yeah, and that ^^ is hilarious. :D

Nozin' Aroun' and the Book List.

2009-07-22T19:07:00.004+10:00

I have had three weeks of holidays, and they have been as boring as they have always been. Instead of doing school work like a good little girl, I've been catching up on some reading. Now, a quick update on Challenge the First:

Twilight
Stardust
Confessions of a Shopaholic
Dracula
New Moon
Tales of Beedle the Bard
Princess Bride
101 People You Won't Meet In Heaven (a book on serial killers. Heh.)
Watchmen
The Intimate Adventures of a London Call GIrl
The Further Adventures of a London Call Girl
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

Currently reading: Order of the Phoenix.

All in all, the total is pretty depressing. There just hasn't been many good books out lately. I do have a huge list of things I have to read, but school just gets in the way. Damn you, HSC, damn you.

10 Things I Don't Hate About Me.

2009-07-21T19:10:00.005+10:00

A couple of days ago, I realised something: I am a strange, strange child. Very strange. I do and say things completely out of the ordinary and I love doing and saying them.

So, for your reading pleasure, I have compiled a list of the 10 Strange Things About Me.

In no particular order...

10. No matter how hard I try, I cannot sleep in. At all. The latest I have ever slept was ten a.m. And I had a wedding the night before. I was in the bridal party. I got to sleep at two in the morning.

9. My music taste is just so very, very weird.
On my iPod, I have High School Musical and Linkin Park. Disney songs, to hard rock songs.

8. I generally like the stock evil characters in books, films, etc.
I was always rooting for Voldemort to kill Harry ~~and have him stay dead~~.

7. As much as I insult Harry Potter, when it comes down to it, I love it so much.

6. Much like Elliot from Scrubs, I can talk very fast, very high, for a very long time.

5. I get cranky when I'm hungry, and hyperactive when tired.

4. I quote from movies & tv in daily life. More often than not, no one understands them.

3. An old friend from Primary school came up to my high school for Work Experience last year. He didn't remember me. He also didn't remember Cleo, the American exchange student I pretended to be.

2. I've built up such a reputation with my teachers, that I can swear in class. And get away with it. Others aren't so lucky.

1. My food taste is incredibly strange. I won't eat my mum's vegetable soup, but I will dip Honey Soy Chicken chips in melted chocolate.

So, according to my loving family, there is 'a whole lot of shit' wrong with me. But I managed to narrow it down to ten. With minor difficulty.

How Grand It Must Be To Be The Chosen One.

2009-07-15T18:12:00.011+10:00

So, I saw Half-Blood Prince, today. I don't think I could get much dorkier: Pre-booked tickets, went to the first session, and I was picking up things that were changed, omitted, and just plain ew.

I enjoyed the movie, but it wasn't a good adaptation of the book. Many pivitol points weren't explained - For example, my friend saw it with her 'thing' who hadn't read the books, and he didn't understand why Snape was called The Half-Blood Prince (no point spoilers-ing that, because if you didn't know that, then you should just leave now.) I think that was pretty important, considering it's the title of the book...

Another thing I felt that could be improved, brought to my attention by Luke, was the fact that many things just happened, and it felt like they took no time. Right now I can't think of a specific example, but they so did. Another example: Lupin and Tonks just kind of happened, as well. Even though it was supposed to happen after the epic battle at Hogwarts which was cut from the movie even though it was one of my favourite parts of that book. Their relationship wasn't explored, and come to think of it, the only mention of a relationship was Tonks calling him 'Sweetheart.'

On the other hand, it lived up to the comments of being the darkest film yet. And by that, I mean the lighting was fail. Jokes...sort of...

But really, some new additions to the cast were memorable. Lavender Brown reminded me of neurotic Elliot Reid, and she succeeded in being the clingy, psychotic, lovestruck girl. And I did feel sorry for her when dear old Won-Won moaned Hermione's name in his sleep. Then it was over. Basically no more Lav-Lav.

I was practically in love with Cormac McLaggen, too. He was awesome as the tool, as the guy with the big 'broomstick', and as the guy who threw up on Snape's shoes. And he was really, really, ridiculously good looking. Ah, the dimples...
By the way, this image is from Perez Hilton. Though, I do agree with his markings. :D

Another thing I enjoyed was Harry after he took the Felix Felicis. His acting, for once, wasn't terrible! I was actually laughing at him for totally different reasons that I usually do! And they made what was quite a sad scene, The Death of Aragog, into quite a lighthearted one. "Don't forget about the pincers *insert hilarious gesture here*."

When Harry and Dumbledore go to search for the Horcrux, and the Inferi attack the two, Dumbledore is pretty badass with his awesome-fire-swirl-of-death.

The death of Dumbledore was quite...different, but not good different. Instead of Harry lying Petrified under his Invisibility Cloak, unable to do anything to save his mentor, he stays under the stairs, keeping quiet like a good little boy, not doing anything to save his mentor. It completely goes against his character.

As I have told many of my friends, I throughly enjoyed this movie, but things could definately be improved. Final Rating: 7.5/10.

Five Favourite Fictional Characters

2009-07-13T18:30:00.001+10:00

Wow, say that five times fast. DRUNK.

5 Characters Meme
1. Comment on this post.
2. I will give you a letter.
3. Think of 5 fictional characters and post their names and your comments on these characters in your LJ.

Or blog, as the case may be. I find that livejournal is remarkably boring. :] So, my method for generating a letter involves screaming at my dad to 'Gimme a letter.'
And now, my five favourite fictional characters starting with the letter 'L'.

Legolas: What can I say, I'm a fangirl. I saw 'Fellowship of the Ring' at the movies in...2001? Which made me seven years old. Since I was young and naive, I almost fell asleep in my chair, not fully appreciating the awesome that is LotR. I was, however, infatuated with Legolas. Now, this subjected me to much ridicule from my father and brother, who made, and still make, jokes about 'Fagolas.'

But I stuck by him, and he remains my favourite character in the whole series. What's weird is, that when I saw Orlando Bloom, minus the long, lucious locks and the clean-shaven face, I thought he looked positively dreadful. I'm not that shallow, I do admire him for more than his prettiness; He's a badass with a bow. He took down a Mûmak and all the Haradrim on it. ~~Even though it only counted as one.~~

Logan Echolls: Veronica Mars' bitchboy. I think I related to him because, you know, he's psychotic. Not that my father beats me when I set up a homeless fight ring in the backyard, but we're brothers. Not in the blood way, but the way Black people say it. I think it's more meaningful that way. What I really, really, really liked about him was his use of sarcasm. It was his second language ~~after prick~~.

Lugi: Of Super Mario Bros. fame. For some reason, I have always hated Mario. He thinks he is all that and a bag of mushrooms. What got me into Luigi was my brother. When we layed Smash Bros. together, he would always be Luigi. And me, being the jealous type, would always want to be him as well. I thought that's why he would beat me. Turned out, my brother was just better than me.
Luigi's Mansion was an awesome game, as well. Luigi won a Mansion, and had to go around with a Vacuum Cleaner sucking in ghosts to save his fat brother who went and got himself trapped. What is this, an episode of Doctor Who?

LeBeau, Remy: Because I'm strapped for characters, he can be an 'L'. As a child, when Cheez TV was still on air (I remember, when the September 11 attacks happened, I was complaining about my lack of cartoons. I was upset.), Animated X-Men was one of my favourite shows, with Gambit as my favourite of the X-Men. HE HAS EXPLODING CARDS was basically my thought process during that show. Well, that and GET WITH ROGUE ALREADY. They were totally getting it on back at the Animated X-Men HQ. And his accent, oh Lord, his accent.

Lupin: Oh, Lupinlupinlupin. Remus Lupin is my favourite character in the Harry Potter Kingdom, my favourite on this list, and Prisoner of Azkaban remains my all time favourite of the series. I can honestly say, I have no idea why I like him so much. I would be ecstatic if he were my teacher; Swing music makes everything cool.

And he's a werewolf. And he gets some lovin' in the sixth book. And, because he is the ultimate character, Deathly Hallows didn't exist. For those of you who have read it, you will know why. Dobby gets four bloody pages. LUPINWOLF GETS ONE LINE. Rage.

Wow, that was a long'un. So, if you want a go, feel free. :) But be warned, it takes time and effort. Well, it did for me, because I'm a lazy sod.

Delicious Journeys Through America for the Purpose of Making Heterosexual Males Visibly Uncomfortable in the Presence of a Gay Foreigner in a Mesh T.

2009-07-10T19:20:00.007+10:00

On Wednesday, I saw Bruno. I'd seen the ads, the interview on Rove, and I was basically pissing myself; what can I say, I'm a sucker for accents.

But the movie was... I don't know. Usually, I have an opinion about everything, but this... When it was over, I was speechless. I was literally at a loss of speech.

Bruno was a 'successful' (19 year old, I may add) fashion reporter on Austrian T.V, however, after his mishap at Milan Fashion Week, he was ruined. He then left for L.A, with his assistant's assistant, to make a name for himself...with hilarious results.

There were some funny jokes in there, and, mixed with his accent, made me giggle like a fool. The references to Hitler being a 'bigger diva than Elton' were quite humurous. And the Germanisation of celebrities names, such as 'Bradolf Pittler' had me laughing.

The movie also had some shocking moments. I'll admit I wasn't expecting the close-up of his naked crotch while he thrusted, nor was I expecting the interviews with Terrorist Leaders in 'Middle Earth.' I was quite surprised he got away with that, and, you know, wasn't shot. Repeatedly. And I will never, ever fell right when I hear 'My Heart Will Go On'. Ever.

The final scene was by far the greatest. One of Bruno's strategies for becoming famous was to become involved in a charity, to make the world a better place. In the end, he records a charity song. With the help of Elton John, Slash, Bono, Sting, Chris Martin and Snoop Dogg.

Francine, these Chocodiles. That was by far the most shocking part. My jaw dropped and my eyes widened. I could not believe it.

Overall, the movie wasn't Fantastiche, but it wasn't undelicious. 6/10. He gets many points for the accent, the risks, and the holy guest stars.

Well There Won't Be Any Berries In The Fruit Salad Now, So We All Lose.

2009-06-20T11:36:00.006+10:00

Did you all miss me? Haven't blogged for a while, so, as I sit in front of the heater, surrounded by used tissues, I thought it was time for a quick update.

Had camp, oh, three weeks ago. Was sick (no, it wasn't swine flu) for 2 and a half days, so I was basically confined to the cabin, and when I was allowed to do activities, it was the one that involved a leisurely stroll around the campsite. ~~While I hummed 'The Ring Goes South'~~. Surprisingly, the food was nice, bar the Strog

Looking forward to September, when I can finally drop Business Fail. I have higher aspirations than to be a secretary when I leave school. The only thing getting me through those periods is my iPod. Bless you, Ms Finlay.

Also, Dance Party Friday night. Not fun, either, I must say. Music was shit, it was cold, the music was shit, and one of my fellow partiers' fly was undone. And I wanted her to stack it every time she "danced." She didn't, unfortunately. Highlight of the night was sitting qith my friends and Mr. Extension Man - who brought up the fact that my year was clinically weird. He has a point, though: Who does pay $10 to sit at a table and talk, just like we do at school? - and we both made fun of W. Sorry, sweetie, but it was funny.

I saw Year One on Saturday with Luke. I was looking forward to the shameless sex jokes and biblical parodies. And that is exactly what I got. Well, that and an awesome lenticular Star Trek cup.

I didn't go to school today, as I got sick again. Although it was more productive than I anticipated: I've memorised half of my Helena speech, did a few slides of my Legal Studies presentation

And to finish, some links.

Tim Burton's 9 continues to look awesome.
LOLtastic New Moon trailer. YAYFURSPLODE.
From my English Teacher - "A little chuckle for Doctor Who fans"
This here comic. It makes me laugh so much.

Til next time, Adieu.

EDIT: It seems to say I posted this on Saturday. However, this was posted on Monday. Drafted on Saturday. Duh. :D

Twilight is Fail, but...

2009-06-02T20:46:00.002+10:00

GTFO, Edward.

The name's Doctor. The Doctor.

2009-05-30T21:12:00.004+10:00

Between being sick, moaning about the lack of interwebz, watching The Fifth Element, soon followed by TWINE, and not doing my English assignment like I'm supposed to, I found the time to complain about humans once more - more accurately, complain about stupid people who 'like' Doctor Who.

About five minutes ago, I was blog-jumping, when I came across some girl's blog, and a post about Dr. Who. See, that was my first problem. Why do people insist on calling it Dr Who? Is it too much to type an extra four letters?

Secondly, DALEK. Not DARLEK. God, I hate humans.

Thirdly, David Tennant is not your hubby, nor will he ever be. He's too busy shtuping every female co-star that appears in Doctor Who with him.

Finally, 'his horse' has a name - Arthur. It's a good name for a horse.

Really finally, what is it with all these chicks and liking the Jonas Brothers and Taylor Swift?

Villains Have More Fun

2009-05-25T19:21:00.005+10:00

In English, as most of you should know, we were studying Othello. One lesson, the teacher asked us to rate the main characters on likability and interest. Most people gave Othello a high likability but low interest.

I, on the other hand, gave Iago nine out of ten in both. After giving me a look of utter horror and resentment, Teacher asked me why.

Unfortunately, I couldn't say 'Because he's fucking awesome', so I settled for rattling on about his determination, his cunning and his intelligence. And because he's fucking awesome.

After said lesson, my friends and I were discussing how many villains are, in all aspects, better than the heroes. We made a list, which led me to this here entry:

Top Five Villains.
5. The Joker - You cannot deny how awesome he is. He's sadistic, psychotic, deranged, and whatever other synonyms you can think of. And I kind of like anyone who doesn't like Batman.

4. Iago - Conniving, awesome, misogynist, evil, racist. What's not to love?

3.Jean-Baptiste Emmanuel Zorg - A wealthy industrialist with a great accent working for the Great Evil. Also Gary Oldman.

2. Scar - The Lion King. Anyone who has their hyena slaves doing the goose-step during the music break of an evil song deserves to be on this list.

1. Doctor DOOOM - Seriously. He has a country. And he hates Jessica Alba as much as I do.

Though, while on the subject of English, I got my exams results back today. Bummed out overall, but my story failed. 11/15. Because I used 'but' to much. I would like to know how that merits a loss of four marks, to be honest.

Live Long, and Prosper.

2009-05-18T11:23:00.004+10:00

I don't think I can do either of those things after seeing Star Trek.

Ok, it was awesome. But that doesn't excuse the amount of squirming and 'ew'ing that occured during the viewing.

I found myself sinking further into my seat within the first eight minutes of the movie. Why?
Because of this:

George Kirk - Chris Hemsworth. The guy from Home and Away. With a girl's name.

Winona Kirk - Jennifer Morrison. Cameron from House. Trust Cameron to marry a guy due to die in eight minutes.

Spock's Mother Whose Name Escapes Me - WINONA GODDAMN RYDER. I couldn't believe it. I was in so much shock. Then came the squirming. It's so wrong.

Bones McCoy - Karl Urban. Eomer. Lord of the Rings, Eomer. At first, Luke and I weren't sure, but then we were, then it was ew.

Leonard Nimoy - Three guesses. I was like "No way! I know who that is!"

Nero - Eric Bana. I found it funny that he was green again. But no funny moments to say 'HULK SMASH', unfortunately.

Sulu - John Cho. And I swear I saw Kumar in the background on the Enterprise.

Scotty - Simon Pegg. Not too 'ew', 'cause Simon Pegg is awesome.

There we have it. I couldn't believe the amount of people in this movie. The biggest was Winona Ryder, though. At first, Luke and I didn't know, but as soon as she started speaking, it hit us like a big yellow school bus.

But it just kept on coming, and I didn't think I would survive. But I did survive.
Or did I?

Not-So Secret Diary of An Australian Teen

2009-05-16T20:04:00.003+10:00

While I have time, a quick update on Challenge the Second.

The book count is up to nine, only. Not very impressed, I must say. Currently reading the second of the Call Girl series. After which I will finish A Midsummer Night's Dream for Drama, then begin the Anne Rice series, as I long for a real vampire fix. None of this sparkle bullshit.

So, a short list of some books I plan to (re)read this year:

Interview With A Vampire
Whatever other Anne Rice novels we have
The Harry Potter Series
Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde - not by choice, I must add.
Moar Neil Gaiman.

And that is all so far.

Either tomorrow or Monday I shall write Why Are People In Things: Star Trek. I am at work placement next week, armed with my iPod and my laptop, and I am not expected to do anything. So I will have time for new blogs, and more blog plans.

Til then, adieu.

I'm A Doctor, Not A Physicist!

2009-05-15T21:12:00.014+10:00

Finally, my exams are over. No more pretending to study, no more "Ohmygod, what's the formula for the volume of a sphere?" and no more bitches telling me that their last exam was on Wednesday. I hate you all. However, after my Extension exam - in which my essay was totally spastic - my darling older brother took me to see Star Trek. And I loved it. Seriously: Squee City, population: me.

~SPOILERSSPOILERSSPOILERS~

Now, this is coming from someone who's closest interaction with anything Star Trek was the Futurama episode. And I may or may not have quoted the episode during. I had expected to go see this with my friends, but none were nerdy enough to come and see it. Seriously, I need new friends.

The plot was really engaging, and wasn't dull at any time. Though, what kept it from being a fantastic, uber-awesome movie was the villian. Nero kinda annoyed me. Though he doesn't need to be all MWA AH AH and moustache twirling all the time, but he was just...there. Woke up one day and decided to create black holes everywhere. Sure, his planet got destroyed, and he just kept screwing around with the Little Red Ball of Doom.

I did expect more fight scenes with Nero and Kirk, or even Spock, but the scene where Spock drives the ship into Nero's right as Scotty beams him up was OMG AWESOME. I squeed. Big time.

But, there was one, major reason (salute, damn you) that I wanted to see it. And forgive the shallow girl in me, but the cast was so pretty. Anton Yelchin was so adorable and Russian ("Wiktor, Wiktor!), and you totally knew he was able to lock onto Kirk and Sulu because he spent years playing video games before joining Star Fleet, and when Sulu had MAD FENCING TRAINING, and whipped out his COMPACT, FOLDABLE SWORD, I was like "Oh, shit son!" After I said "When have I ever lead you to believe I know karate?" He was big pimping, and he knew it. And, you know, maybe giving one man all the detonators was a good idea in theory, but wasn't such a good idea in practice, but "Hey, let's shoot it down instead!"

And when Bones was all OH SHIT ANAPHYLACTIC REACTION, and kept injecting Kirk was high-larious. George Kirk was all cute as well, so I just knew he was gonna die. And ew at Cameron being James Kirk's mother. (But more on that in another post.) But Chris Pine? Ah, Chris Pine.

Like, hi, be in your underwear more often. He wasn't annoying, totally hot, and one of my favourite moments was when he got all wobbly, glassy eyed with Nimoy!Spock after the MindSex, and how he kept talking about Shatner!Kirk and it was just an "aw" moment.

And I give props to Zachary Quinto. Never have I seen Spock when he isn't a head in a tank or narrating The Simpsons, so I base it on what I see. He was a total bad ass, and he looked like he could kill you if you made him snap in a very specific way. Like the scene when Kirk was all "Your mama(who was Winona Ryder)'s dead. You gonna cry, bitch? Or does that not compute?" Man, I though Quinto!Spock was going to eat his brain. And the nonchalant Vulcan Death Grip, and throwing Kirk out of the Enterprise? Heh. I totally want Nimoy!Spock and Quinto!Spock to play chess. Or Vulcan Scrabble.

Then everyone lived happily ever after! No, seriously.

Coming up, a special edition of Why Are People In Things? for Star Trek. You may need therapy after reading it.

Until then, ~~May The Force Be With You~~ Live Long and Prosper.

Bitchiness Is The New Black

2009-05-04T17:05:00.006+10:00

Here are the Girlfriend Top 5 Tips for being a teenage blogger:

Do have a unique voice – don’t copy anyone!
Do write about something that everyone will have an opinion on
Do make it fun – be descriptive, use images, funny captions etc.
Do expect people to have a range of reactions and opinions to your ideas
Don’t be bitchy – bitchy gets boring real quick!

I must disagree with that final tip; I find bitchiness doesn't get boring. Though, coming from a bitch, that doesn't say much. Maybe the passive girls find bitchiness boring, and it takes a bitch to appreciate bitchiness. For example, though not an entirely good one, because it involves Twilight. Don't shoot me.

I love Rosalie Hale. She is a bitch - a bitch with style, and as a fellow bitch, I must respect that. That look in the above picture is one of pure contempt - a look every bitch must perfect. She is the best damn character in the book, because she hates Bella almost as much as I do, disregarding the worst character turnaround in Book the Fourth. I don't find her bitchiness boring; it was quite refreshing from 400 pages worth of "Oh, Edward, I love your eyes/smile/hair/body/ears/leg hair. Now that got boring real quick.

I think 'boring' is the wrong word, however. Did they mean annoying? I find it annoying when people constantly bitch about things not worth bitching about. That may seem hypocritical if you think about it, I mean, here I am bitching about bitching. Maybe I should be bitching about how my font keeps changing as I type this. Now that is annoying.

Ok, I bitch. A lot. About whatever I can. When I'm not complaining about something, it feels odd, like I'm not well, or something. I bitch about ads, I bitch about my minions, I bitch about how I've typed the word bitch so many times that it doesn't look like a real word anymore, I bitch about anything and everything.

In a nutshell, I'm a bitch. Everyone tells me so, my friends tell me so, my MOTHER tells me so. I spend my time judging, complaining, whatever. Some people play sport, I judge. It all adds to my charm, though.

Ten Most Commonly Misspelt Words

2009-05-03T17:24:00.003+10:00

Digging through my posts, I found a draft that I wrote a while ago:

At the request of Mr. Extension Man, I am to write a blog about the Ten Most Commonly Misspelt Words which I hate.
This came about after I was trying to convince him that I was better than Annette in every possible way. Ever. Even at being red-headed.

And no, I will not come to school with bright red hair to prove a point.

After asking around, doing research and not watching The Castle like I was supposed to in Legal Studies, the list:

10. Girl - A friend of mine once spelt this with a 'u'. I'm not sure if it was in place of the 'i' or just thrown in there somewhere, but, goddamn Annette.

9. Hawaiin - An email was sent around by someone called Monica, inviting us to a surprise party for my uncle. The theme: Hawiinan. So I planned to rock up with a Wii controller around my neck.

8. Your/You're - "Your a mole." "I'm going to meet you at you're house." False.

7. Elephant - IT'S NOT AN ELEFANT, PEOPLE.

6. Address - We are not talking about a dress. Can you imagine the MSN conversations? "Hey, gimme your adress." "What dress?" The horror.

5. A lot - It's two seperate words. The english teachers imprinted that into our brains after a year 9 assessment, in which, they claim, 60 per cent of students said "alot". Tut, tut.

4. Weird - 'i' before 'e' except after 'w'.

3. Guard - WHAT THE HELL IS A GAURD?!

2. Know/Knew - People just 'forget' the "k". I now know that he knew it was new.

1. They're/Their/There - I did a facebook quiz once upon a midnight dreary, and got one hundered per cent. I just don't understand how people can get them wrong.

So yes, this was written a while ago, about the middle of March. And I am thinking about making a weekly 10 to 1, maybe even collaborating with Chasing Geese once in a while

Challenge the Second.

2009-05-02T12:19:00.012+10:00

Quote of the Week:

Me, walking through the school all by my onesies, overhear two Year 7 boys talking:
Boy 1: What's a period?
Boy 2: It's this thing girls get every month --
Boy 1: I meant the math concept.

I felt the need to share that with you all. I found it funny...

Anyway, onto more important things. I picked up Girlfriend magazine last Thursday, and they have a competition for a teenage blogger to be featured in the magazine for one issue, than six more entries on the website.

I'm thinking about entering, so I need an idea. Though, I'm sure anything I write about won't be worthy for a magazine who has actors from Twilight on the cover again, even though they were on the cover two months ago, and the fact that the Beauty Blog was about Vampires. God.

Now, that blogger who was featured in Dolly wants to enter as well. I would like to think my writing is better than hers, but she writes about what Girlfriend readers love to read - Jonas Brothers, Zac Efron, etc, etc.

I could possibly write about how much I love Edward Cullen and just bullshit the whole thing. I mean, I could have a better chance of winning if I do. Because, if you read these magazines, they're just full of girls proffesing their love for fictional sparkly cannibals.

So, in closing, I am just going to remind you to give me ideas about a blog entry. I have less than a month - get to it!

Lastly, I have finished reading Watchmans. I don't know what to think. It was good, but it was a tough read. Giant, blue, naked man wasn't as hilarious as he was in the movie. Nite Owl was a lot tubbier than he was in the movie. Ozymandias wasn't as homolicious as he was in the movie. Rorschach was as awesome has he was in the movie.

Currently Reading: Intimate Adventures of a London Call Girl - Belle Du Jour. It's raunchy.

Also, a question regarding challenge the first (see the previous post) - do plays count as books? More importantly, Shakespeare plays?

I accept this not-challenge.

2009-04-20T10:18:00.005+10:00

Since trashy teenage magazines have taken over what's left of my life as of late, I have undertaken a challenge to prove that I am better than the girls who are featured in them.

Like a previous entry, where I set out to prove I am a better teenage blogger than some girl, this time, I want to prove that I am a better reader...than some girl.

This girl claims that reading is her life, and that in 2008 alone, she read 164 books. Yeah. I found that hard to believe - that's about a book every 2.2 days. Now, I'm fairly sure that these were Dr. Seuss books, but I'm not one to judge...wait, yes I am. I judge her. JUDGE.

Regardless, on principle, I am setting out to see how many (normal size) books I can read in 2009. I have made a list of books I have read, and I will be adding as time goes on:

Twilight (don't judge me)
Stardust
Confessions of a Shopaholic
Dracula (three weeks of my life I'll never get back...)
New Moon (please, don't judge me)
Tales of Beedle the Bard
Princess Bride

Currently Reading: Watchmans. Yes, this counts as a normal size book, because damn.