Monday, November 29, 2010

Terrible Love

They say it's better to regret something you've done than something you've not.

They say you're on the rebound (whatever the fuck that means).

They say you'll never amount to a thing.

They're wrong.
I'm feeling much better! Back to my narcissistic (spelt that right, first time) self ;) And no more lemsips! Hooray!

So I've been trying my best with the five things daily list but I tend to fall down on the last one. That probably says something about me (inability to see things through? good intentions, bad follow up? all talk, no trousers?) but I see it as a triumph if I manage to get more than half my list completed.

Wow, what a studenty attitude. I guess you can take the girl outta uni but...

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Can I Wake You Up? Is It Late Enough?

Does anyone know who this fellow is on the back of my cover of Harry Potter? Most people have a picture of Dumbledore on theirs. I can't think who he might be!

So Wednesday night I went to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. And Thursday morning I was struck down with one gnarly cold. Total gnarlesville. I was on the cash and wrap on Friday and I don't really remember any of it. Or how I got home. I'm still a bit meh, but staying in all yesterday (and drinking lemsips, which I abhore) has got me pretty much back on my feet. Which is good cause Friday is a big deal and I need to be fighting fit again!

So, everyone has been chipping in their opinions about the film. I'll throw my hat into the ring.

I was eleven when my Dad bought me the first book (you'll realise what a strange occurrence this is if you know my Dad). I consider my generation to be the ones who have really grown up with Harry Potter (and now we're all in our twenties!). Though I'm hardly an obsessive fan, I love the Harry Potter books and imagine I will read them to my own children (should I ever have some). So the films are something of a sticking point with me.

Mainly because they're bad. Really bad. The first and second were okay but the kids' acting was (and still is if you watch them now) cringeworthy. The third was good (despite huge chunks of plot missing from it). The fourth was abysmal. The fifth picked up again. And then the sixth was the worst yet.

I went to the cinema feeling a little hesitant (unlike Kirsty who was full of Horcrux chatter). But it was actually pretty good. The acting was decent. the new additions were well picked (Bill Nighy! It ain't an English film without him!) and there were no gaping huge plot holes. I was suitably impressed.

And did I cry when Hedwig died? I'm only human you know.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

On Your Request I Compiled A List

I am a list maker. There really is something so satisfying about crossing something off the list. I adore watching my amazon wishlist dwindle and I really can't explain why it gives me so much pleasure.

So, I got the idea from one of my fave vloggers to write down 5 things I want to achieve the next day before I go to bed. Because I'm one of those people who has good intentions, but not a lot of willpower. So let's go for it!

5 Things I Want To Achieve on the 24th November:

1. Get up and wii fit
2. Finish 'The Body Finder'
3. Cash my tax rebate cheque
4. Finish my latest diary entry
5. Go see the latest Harry Potter

I may let you know if I complete my list. Like you care.

Monday, November 22, 2010

Waiting and fading and floating away

Three films that I simply cannot wait to see:

127 hours

Just watching the trailer for this film is enough to make me well up. Based on the true story of Aron Ralston, a hiker who got trapped when a falling boulder left him pinned to a canyon wall. I suppose it just shows that sometimes the best stories are things that happen every day. It's out in the UK January 7th.


Rapunzel was one of my favourite stories as a child. The idea of a girl with hair so long it could reach the bottom of the tower; just seemed magical. And, believe it or not, I really like Mandy Moore. I think she's one of the few singer/actresses who are actually good at both. I'll have to wait till January 28th for this guilty pleasure.

Sucker Punch

I didn't like Watchmen. I hated 300. But this film has me genuinely excited (and not just because they use Led Zeppelin and Silversun Pickups in the trailer). The story of Babydoll, a young girl with a horrific past, who must enter the world of her imagination in order to escape the mental institute she's trapped within. Imaginative, visually stunning and highly engaging. This one's out in the UK March 25th.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

There's A Hope Hung High Where There's Nothing Else But Lies

I LOVE The Goldheart Assembly. I love WAS too, but Goldheart really blew me away last night. I'm definitely gonna have to see them on their own.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

All These Ruptures In Ettiquette, All This Confident Decadence

I didn't expect to feel like this.

I expected tears. A lot of depressing music (although I have had a weird craving for JJ72 lately). Chocolate. More tears.

I thought seeing you would make my stomach eject it's contents.

There are no tears, not since the actual day. But I'm a real bitch right now, so I'm trying to avoid people I don't want to upset (and God am I failing miserably). And I saw you today and managed to ignore you. Kind of. Well, I didn't throw up anyway. And no chocolate has passed my lips (but I do keep eating oatmeal and raisin cookies, so maybe they count?)

I feel like I'm mourning the loss of how my life could have been. But, had I chose differently, perhaps one day, in the future, I would mourn the loss of the life that is now before me. If that makes any sense. I don't miss you (yet), but I miss the sense of belonging. For someone who has strived her whole life not to belong, it was nice to belong to you. And I realise I've just set feminism back by however many years, but whatever.

And as for the music... well, I'm not sure what I'll do if WAS play 'Pittsburgh' on Saturday. Maybe the tears will come then?

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Her Prince Finally Came To Save Her, And The Rest She Can't Figure Out

Paramore on Wednesday was probably the most fun I've had in months. Strange, because I was pretty resentful of having to go since it meant missing the opportunity to watch Liverpool (and stare at Lucas Leiva).

And then last night was Mark's 21st where, I am ashamed to admit, I got drunk off three bottles of cider.

Such a pretty pic of the girlies! We scrub up well.

Sunday, November 07, 2010

Under the covers, I make a tent

I have a whole weekend off with zero obligations. Here was my perfect Saturday:

12:07 - Get up.
12:08 - Make a brew
12:09 - Watch The Cut on BBC.
12:50 - Blast Frank Turner and dance around on the landing, singing at the top of my voice. Luckily, I'm home alone and the neighbors are out for the day.
13:20 - I'm up and dressed so I head out to Tesco. I get to use my clubcard. This excites me.
14:00 - Make lunch and play Fire Emblem.
15:00 - Bake Brownies
16:30 - Brownies have cooled. I taste them. They are the greatest brownies ever created.
17:00 - Internet spending. I still want Pretty Reckless tickets.
19:15 - Harry Hill making Pops and I giggle.
19:45 - X Factor. Aiden is awesome and the rest suck.
21:30 - I have a craving for Disney. Start watching Peter Pan.
22:00 - Someone mentions me on Twitter. Someone really cool :)
22:20 - MOTD. Whilst watching this I discover hilarious Masterchef spoofs on youtube.
23:30 - Brother and I collaborate to mock Pops.

I'm one of those people who needs time alone. I crave it if I'm with people for too long. It doesn't really matter what I do with that time, I just require the solitude.