mwestbelle

Bandom fangirling is going surprisingly well...after all I had heard of it being a pit of sin and horror, it's actually not that bad (then again, I'm too afraid to wade into comms at large, so I've been working mainly off of reclists which tend to be pretty safe) I have expanded my bandgirly joy to include all of the FBRverse as well as MCR and I hardly ever get confused about who is who anymore! YAY!

I saw The Golden Compass on Wednesday, which was good...the beginning was really awkward and choppy and full to bursting with "As you know, Lyra" but once they got into a linear storyline it was pretty sweet. And the bears. God, they were SO COOL. However, the excitement of the movie did not compare with the excitement of getting to movie.

So Matt had bought discount tickets from student activities on opening night, but we didn't manage to go. He still had them, so we were all "Yes, tonight, let's do it!" So we're going to leave at 7, and Hil is supposed to call Emma and let her know when it is. Hil and I are chilling, and 7 rolls around, and up comes Matt.

M: Where's Emma meeting us?
H: OMG I FORGOT TO CALL EMMA!
M: OMG YOU FORGOT TO CALL EMMA
Entire World: OMG!!!!! EMMA!

So Emma's not answering her phone, and Matt is pacing around like a chicken with his head cut off because he wants to see The Golden Compass goddamit!. Once outside, Hil and Matt take off in the direction of Emma's dorm, and Brandon (Matt's roommate who has a car) and I head for the parking lot. We get there and discover (a) his windshield, sunroof and rearwindow are covered in ice, and, even more thrillingly, (b) his doors are FROZEN SHUT.

Matt, Hil and Emma come tearing into the lot (there was a whole to-do, cuz Emma's dorm is old, so you can't get in with a keycard, you need an actual key that only residents had so M & H apparently spent a lot of time hammering on the door and throwing things at Emma's window) And Matt sees us standing by the car, scraping ice off and is all "Compass time now?" and we're like "...uh...ice." It was a serious movie moment. His eyes bugged and were the ground not frozen and other people walking by, he totally would have dropped to his knees all "AAAAAAGH!"

But we, being plucky college students, did NOT surrender! We whipped out our ID cards and started scraping ice out from the cracks of the doors! Passenger side, success! Backseat right, success! Unfortunately, the driver's side took the longest time to open, but it eventually did! Time: 7:20 Showtime: 7:25

Off we go, pull into the cinema parking lot (which is seriously dead) at 7:35, almost kill ourselves on the ice, and...the doors are locked. Matt looked like he was about to cry. However! We knocked! And sullen high school student opened the doors! And when we rushed into the theatre, we discovered there were only, like, 8 other people there and we had arrived just at the end of the National Guard commercial and had not even missed the TRAILERS. GREAT SUCCESS!

But now, I must depart, for I have my history final 7-10 tonight, and I must study from Renaissance to Englightenment, and be prepared to write "a few" paragraphs for identifications (probably 5-8 of those), two 3-4 paragraph primary source analyses and a full 6 paragraph essay. My hand is going to fall off, my brain will probably melt out of my ears, but ah, I persevere.

And ballroom dance exam tomorrow...luckily, Matt and I went to study hours yesterday, and the instructor told us we didn't have to take the Foxtrot exam, since we had just scored an A+ on it (despite being fiendishly attacked by the meaty lummox behind us!) Huzzah!

Saw Stardust this afternoon--LOVE! I was really hoping for a great movie, and I got my wish. I haven't read the book for a while, so for a lot I'm not sure how close it is, but the spirit felt the same. I definitely recommend it, and will perhaps post something more review-shaped at a later date. I'm starved right now, and cannot think straight.

One week until move-in!

I am v. v. annoyed at a certain library right now. Hokay, so all the libraries in my surrounding area are linked together, so you can place holds inter-library and the other library will send it to your library. I put a hold on Absolute Sandman (because I needz it preciousss)(and don't have 90 bucks to blow on it >.<) last week. It was checked in at the other library, so it should have just gotten sent over the next day, I gets my Sandman, everyone be happy, right? Wrong. Because it's not coming and I can look it up on the catalog, and it's still listed as in the new books section!! Don't try to play me, library, I can SEE IT SITTING THERE UNREAD!!! WHY!?

Deep breath.

In other news, I'm going to the State Fair this afternoon, even though it's currently raining...hopefully it won't be doing that by the time I leave. Also, my dad and I watched 300 yesterday, and my sister has yielded to the hysterical love that is Hot Fuzz. So all is right in that part of the world. Now I just have to start packing. Lovely.

Guess who's going to see the OotP midnight premiere tonight?

No, not me.

My fourteen year old sister.

Yeah.

She was invited by friends (and a parent), and I'm of course, happy that she gets to go. But you know what? I want to go. Except my parents (for reasons known only in their own crazy minds) refuse to let me drive (at all, but certainly not at night)...and neither of them is willing to take me.

When I was fourteen, I was a grade further ahead than she is (I'm on the young end of my grade, she's on the older), and Mum and Dad would never have even considered letting me go to a midnight movie. She gets the benefit of my forging the path ahead, and I get zip. Not only that, I also have to go to bed early, because I have work in the morning. I would be completely capable of going to the movie, and still going to work. It wouldn't be fun (the work part), but it's do-able. But, oh noez, Mummy has to work and she just can't manage it. And Dad has to work--although he works at home and could entirely sleep an extra two hours in the morning and just tack them onto the end of his day (or just eliminate the time I know he spends playing racing games online)--so he couldn't possibly take me.

I'm going to be eighteen in a few weeks, and my sister gets to do more stuff than I do.

SUCK.

It's been a topsy turvy week. I started Wednesday night all ready to post a totally PISSED OFF rant about the Senior Awards and how the same fucking girl always wins every fucking scholarships and why does she need so many scholarships anyway, her school gave her a full fucking ride...but I'm better now. Obviously -.-;;

So, onwards to spoilerificness!!

300 was AMAZING.  The movie itself had lovely lovely violence (The blood!) and Persian dudes with sweet bling (Shiny!).  It had a lot of parallels with LotR, and, unsurprisingly, reminded me a bit too much of Gladiator at times, but it was cool.  But, as all movies must, it had a very high snark factor.  I spent two hours after the film ended at McDonald's with two friends (Jello and Zackofish Maximus, as he was dubbed) having horrible giggle fits and mocking.  C'mon...when a large percentage of your movie involves a mob of buff men walking around solemnly in capes and leather speedos...there's definitely a lot to laugh about.   Also: I spent most of the time Xerxes was on screen going "WTF?  The 8-foot tall shiny guy with girl-eyebrows is the new annoying guy on Lost??!?!"  I won't even try to reproduce the mass of insensible hilarity, though I will mention that somehow, we got to talking about ordering oral sex at McDonalds. ("Do you want fries with that?")  Yeah.  We have problems.

On Wednesday night I got to watch a bunch of music videos, which made me happy.  I don't know why, but I really really enjoy music videos.  I watch Fuse, of course, since MTV shows nothing but hip-hop dreck.  It was fun.  May I just say:  I know that, by all accounts, Jared Leto is a total asshat, and, dude, you do *not* go after Frodo, but...gosh he's purty.

Today I plan to sit around in my pajamas (as I am doing currently) until I have Night of Drama rehearsal, followed by partyage. W00t!  Really hoping it's not going to be drinking party, which is a valid worry given the birthday girl's sudden swan dive into debauchery.  Hold on...shit, it's her birthday...do I have to bring a present?  I haven't got a present! Bugger.

Also: YES!  When the phone rings, my internet inexplicably goes out for a second, and it just did, and I thought I'd lost the whole entry and would have to retype it again, but I hit back, and it was saved! YUSS!

I was feeling really happy, when all of a sudden...WHOOSH. Cloud. Bad. Mood.

It's just kind of a gross, "eh" kind of mood.  I'm not really unhappy with anything, or about anything, just grumpy.  Oh well.  Maybe because it seems kind of useless that I persist in posting everyday when nobody ever actually reads this.  I know what's in my head, so why should I spam it onto the internet, where nobody cares?  I guess it's good, in a way, just to get thoughts out of your mind, and onto some external thing so you can clear your brainz.  I spose.

Just got home from rehearsal...I think it's going well.  It seems kind of freaky that it's March.  Seriously.  May is two months away.  Two months until my last show here.  Two months until my AP tests.  God, I'm going to die.  APUSH is gonna keel me ded, honestly.  APE, I'm not quite so worried about, though I probably should be.  At least for APUSH I *know* what's going to be bending me over and showing me who's boss, for APE, I have no bloody clue what the multiple choice will be on.

I also have my retainers in.  I couldn't wear them for the past week or so, cuz of my sore puffy wisdom-cheeked teeth.  But now I can and, hooboy, they're a bitch.  Yowch.

I finished my two LKH novels, so now I'm back to Devil in the White City, which promises to be good.  I already know a bunch about HH Holmes (not to mention that he was in an episode of Supernatural--a true mark of stardom), and I find him fascinating.  Like I find all my psycopaths fascinating.  Speaking of: I got to watch mah Hitler speech today. Yay.  I don't know if I mentioned this before, but in APUSH, we watched "Triumph of the Will" (uber-famous Nazi propaganda flick) last week, and only watched the beginning part where all the German people are singing and waving and frolicking in the fields and Hitler's all "'Sup."  We also saw the beginning of speechifying from (probably) Goebbels, but the speech wasn't subtitled, which led to much hilarity. ("We don't know what he's talking about.  He could be talking about mac and cheese."  "I love mac and cheese! Mac and cheese will help Germany control the world! Mac and cheese uber alles!" "Germans cheer!"  The sub was not amused.)   So I complained to Master P that if I was gonna watch Nazi propaganda, I wanted me some Hitler.  Today he said "Well, it was requested that we watch some of Hitler's speeches..."  and everyone looks at me and was like, "It was you, right?"  Now half of APUSH thinks I'm a deranged Hitler fangirl, which I'm really not.

On a related but not exactly note, I'm not sure whether or not I want to see Zodiac.  It has a serial killer (yay) and Jake Gyllenhal (yay again), but I'm usually more into the actual, you know, killing people than investigation.  I dunno, I'll see if I find someone to go with me.