Victimization of the CG Cave Troll

Well it would appear that my first Lord of the Rings marathon was a success. We started at 10:30am (a little late due to my inability to wake up on time) and finished at 11:55pm. And that included breaks and watching a 1hr parody video that Sarah's friends made a couple years ago of Fellowship of the Ring.

There was lots of dozing off (in my case, I slept through most of TTT) and pigging out on nachos, Boston Pizza, and Sarah's mom's great lasagna & spinach salad. And of course eggnog. By the end of the night the basement looked like a crackhouse with all the blankets, food containers, dim-lighting, and half-crazy LOTR fangirls. We were getting pretty silly nearing the middle of the last DVD. Fan commentaries done by us would be hilarious, I'm thinking. We decided we'll start our own rock band and our first album will be called "The Victimization of the CG Cave Troll & Other Stories" due to the sad look on the Cave Troll of the first movie when the Fellowship kills him. He was just doing his job! And the poor Nazgul King got into a fight with his mom and needed someone to take his angst out on (hence attacking Minas Tirith).

And, of course, we can't not mention my highlight ditzy moment of the day. Sarah asked me to unplug her powercord from behind the coach. I had 2 choices in cords and I picked one. Wrong one. I unplugged the whole TV/DVD system. And we were about 30m from finishing too. Ha.

The Departed = Sweet Theatrical Delight

Alright so my last experience at the movie theatre wasn't the greatest. In fact it nearly traumatized me for life. But I re-watched Moulin Rouge with Danielle on Tuesday and that reminded me that not all movies are shit shows. And tonight? Tonight I saw The Departed. And that folks... restored my faith in modern movies. That is what a movie should be. Realistic yet totally done up. Foul-mouthed yet really sweet and kind of paranoid. Two and a half hours of pure jaw-dropping, cringe-worthy, laugh-out-loud, cover-your-eyes yet don't-look-away... sweet theatrical delight. I do realize I sound absolutely crazy but I don't even care. That was my idea of the perfect movie.

"Awareness" is the next "Cool & With It"

So everyone's either at EBC or Drink the Cooler Dry tonight. I'm not too sure as to why I refused to go to either of them. I didn't have very good reasons not to go. Oh well, what's done is done.

Steve's Christmas council party was interesting, to say the least. I don't think I remember the last time so many people were so keen on my personal life. Not that I'm angry or anything. I'm really flattered and I appreciated the advice, and will probably be asking for it again. But I was very aware, last night, of all the people invested in this, whatever it is. For example I was very aware of everyone watching me, to see what I would do. And let's just say I didn't do much.

But in other very exciting news:

HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS

Eragon. So. Bad.

Just got back from watching Eragon with the guys. I don't think I've ever seen a movie that butchered a book so badly. Nor have I ever seen a movie with such bad writing. There were moments when I actually recoiled in horror. From a line reading. So. Bad.

It was like the writers couldn't decide what movie they wanted to mirror: Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter, or Narnia. So. Bad.

I pretty much had Chris and Marc on either side of me trying to console me throughout the entire movie. The whole 99 minutes of it. How on earth do you fit that kind of book into an hour and 39 minutes? Basically you fit it all into 99 minutes and you have people, like me, crying inside from the pain of such a monstrosity. So. Bad.

Not only did they change the order of events and the story a tad to make it easier to follow (a task they failed at), which I would've been alright with, but they changed the personalities of the characters. That is unforgivable. What purpose to the movie does changing characters have? So. Bad.

SO. BAD.

El Fin. Soy Confundido

Done!

That went a lot better then I was expecting. Of course I was expecting the exam from hell so anything probably would've been a lot better. The whole exam thing being over is sort of... anti-climactic, to quote Mr. Senior Stick. What am I going to do with myself? Well first of all I have the yearbook cover and template to look forward to. Planning EngWeek. The Uber-Dorky 20 Hour Lord of the Rings Marathon that Tesarski and I planned. Shopping. Reading many, many books. Watching many, many movies.

So why do I feel like there's something missing? It is pretty horrible when you put yourself out there and you're left standing in the middle of nowhere. It's even worse when you hear a car but the driver can't seem to decide whether or not he can fit a passenger.

Can you tell I'm tired and confused by the half-assed metaphors?

History in the making

I don't think I can read anymore. This is possibly the first time in history I have ever freely admitted that. My Bio exam is tomorrow afternoon and I still have loads of notes to read. Luckly for me the last half of those are just A&P review. Who knew summer courses would ever pay off!

Now if you don't mind I am going to go back to reading about... Plant Nutrition.

Bubbly, happy Nhi

What happened to bubbly, happy Nhi?

The bubble burst when she hit 10 hours of sleep... in 3 days. I should not have been attempting to think, let alone talk to anyone last night. I learned that lesson hard in time for today, when I spent the day finishing of my Bio report and not speaking to anyone unless necessary.

Can I wait long enough to see this through to the end? Finals start on Friday.

Minus Friday Night

This has been and still is the weekend from hell, minus Friday night. Trilogy and Bio reports due on Tuesday is stressful enough. But leaving Bio until 3 days before it's due to start it is just plain stupid. How the hell could I have dropped the ball on this so badly? Right, because this semester sucked ass. I'm burning out people. I can't even look forward to Christmas break too much because I know I'm going to be at school for most of it working on that damn yearbook that I so stupidly volunteered to make. Save for a quick 3 weeks in August I haven't had a break for over a year.

And to make things even more wonderful the extra shifts I was counting on at work have now been removed from the Horizon that is Money.

Oops. I said I was going to be more positive. That lasted, what? Like, 2 days? Let's just say that my bitterness is a cute quirk and call it a day, shall we?

Oh and Friday night out with Eric was really great. Which explains why I spent the rest of the weekend being a total girl and not getting much done in terms of Bio reports.

How's that for positive?