Hello readers.
Once more, I'm making a late (or early, depending on your point of view) post.
This one shall not be some kind of movie review, but mostly just a talk about what's been going on with me at the moment. I apologize in advance to anyone who finds this insanely annoying, seeing as, just as the title tells, I don't know what I'll be writing about.
I have spent the last week in the care of my cousin whilst my mother has been on adventures in Oregon. Oregon, where it's nice and cool (though windy). Her vacation made me think of how much I would rather be somewhere else than here. I've always felt like that, I suppose. Of course, living in a desert will make anyone pray for grass and flowers that don't die.
Okay, we have bother of those. But I apparently can't keep them alive.
Anyway, the thoughts of roaming from home brought up the thoughts of where I would go if I could leave.
London is the first to come to mind, but it's so far. Oregon, where my mother has been, has been the second thought. That is a much more plausible option.
But, ever thinking of the consequences of my actions, I think of everyone I have here. All of my friends and family and the people who mean the most to me. I used to be really scared of people outside of my circle, and now I'm pretty outgoing at times, which is a change. I wonder if this is because I've adjusted to where I am and I have found a nice little hole that I'm comfortable in.
So, then another question arises. Will I be this comfortable in another place? Without something familiar, what will I lose?
I think this is another part of growing up: growing out. I fear the end of my high school career, even though being a teacher means that my career in school shall never end. I fear this separation. I mean, for someone with the teetering instabilities that I've been given, separation isn't exactly a good idea.
Oh well, the future is...well, away from me at the moment. So I'll just wait and live as I am now. Just focus on acting, teaching and living.
As someone very dear to me told me: If I can't deal with being away from home, I'll have to bring someone with me.
Currently loving Amanda Palmer,
Alice
Parting words of unrelated wisdom:
Slender Man = Creepy.
More Parting words of unrelated wisdom:
I did find a Lotso Huggin Bear. And he does smell like strawberries. And I was happy.
Friday, July 16, 2010
Friday, July 9, 2010
How on Earth did Plastic Make me Cry?
It is now 1:42 in the morning as I type this, but I'm texting friends and I think I should write this before I go off to bed.
Toy Story 3
Yes, I'm fully aware that the movie came out ages ago. I just barely got around to seeing it. I was mostly apprehensive about going because I didn't know how much I would care for the characters after eleven years of separation. And, honestly, most people I know that have seen it said that they cried. I hate crying in public, because I'm an ugly crier. Like...My face wrinkles up and my chin muscles behave in an odd way.
Needless to say, it's not pretty.
However, a trip that my mother has planned has her wanting to do things with me before she leaves, so we decided to adventure off to see Toy Story. To my great joy, there was pretty much no one in the theater. This was mostly because everyone had probably seen it already and were probably two viewing rooms over watching The Last Airbender.
Never have I been so happy that M. Night made a movie.
Anyway, I was amazed at how beautiful the story was. Honestly, I've chalked up Pixar and their subsequent owner, Disney, as an evil monopoly that just wants my money through their movies and merchandise that I MUST have. This movie, though (Along with the animated Princess and the Frog) has really changed my mind about the companies. I'm sure they really are bloodsuckers on the inside (probably with some relation to the dreaded Edward Cullen) but they make fantastic movies with a real heart. WALL-E can still make me bawl like an infant.
And yes, I cried at this movie. Though I haven't actually watched the first two movies in ages, I cried. And if you've seen this last part of the Toy Story series and didn't, at least, feel a lump in your throat or some kind of sadness, you are a heartless person.
Seriously, your heart must be gone and eaten by zombies. It was that level of sadness. And it was a sadness that I was glad to feel.
It's now 1:54 AM and I'm running out of conversation pieces, so I'll just wrap up.
In conclusion, Toy Story 3: Wicked yes, but with tears, Disney/Pixar: Still probably evil.
Wishing she had a bear that smelled of strawberries,
Alice
Parting words of unrelated wisdom:
These movies should have never had a sequel:
Alvin and the Chipmunks
Cats and Dogs
Nanny McPhee
Just...Just no.
Toy Story 3
Yes, I'm fully aware that the movie came out ages ago. I just barely got around to seeing it. I was mostly apprehensive about going because I didn't know how much I would care for the characters after eleven years of separation. And, honestly, most people I know that have seen it said that they cried. I hate crying in public, because I'm an ugly crier. Like...My face wrinkles up and my chin muscles behave in an odd way.
Needless to say, it's not pretty.
However, a trip that my mother has planned has her wanting to do things with me before she leaves, so we decided to adventure off to see Toy Story. To my great joy, there was pretty much no one in the theater. This was mostly because everyone had probably seen it already and were probably two viewing rooms over watching The Last Airbender.
Never have I been so happy that M. Night made a movie.
Anyway, I was amazed at how beautiful the story was. Honestly, I've chalked up Pixar and their subsequent owner, Disney, as an evil monopoly that just wants my money through their movies and merchandise that I MUST have. This movie, though (Along with the animated Princess and the Frog) has really changed my mind about the companies. I'm sure they really are bloodsuckers on the inside (probably with some relation to the dreaded Edward Cullen) but they make fantastic movies with a real heart. WALL-E can still make me bawl like an infant.
And yes, I cried at this movie. Though I haven't actually watched the first two movies in ages, I cried. And if you've seen this last part of the Toy Story series and didn't, at least, feel a lump in your throat or some kind of sadness, you are a heartless person.
Seriously, your heart must be gone and eaten by zombies. It was that level of sadness. And it was a sadness that I was glad to feel.
It's now 1:54 AM and I'm running out of conversation pieces, so I'll just wrap up.
In conclusion, Toy Story 3: Wicked yes, but with tears, Disney/Pixar: Still probably evil.
Wishing she had a bear that smelled of strawberries,
Alice
Parting words of unrelated wisdom:
These movies should have never had a sequel:
Alvin and the Chipmunks
Cats and Dogs
Nanny McPhee
Just...Just no.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Bite Me and I Swear, I'll Kill You
Okay, if I get a lot of angry post, comments, or e-mails about this, I fear for our civilization. Here it goes....
Twilight
Yes, I said it, the dreaded 'T' word that the large novel reading populous despises.
I only bring this up because, not one week ago, the third installment of the almost 'made-for-TV' quality movies, hit theaters with a fiery vengeance. At the siren call of Edward Cullen, teenage girls (and some of their poor boyfriends) were crammed into theaters to watch Bella and her duo of supernatural hotties (if you can find it in your cold heart to find Robert Pattinson hot.)
I will admit to reading and loving the series as a twelve year old when the books first emerged. I was sucked into the world for a long time. Then I read an actually well thought out book, The Count of Monte Cristo, and then read Breaking Dawn. At that glorious epiphany of a moment I realized something.
"These books kind of suck."
And the movie franchise can pretty much be described in the same way. This is mostly because of the very whiny and unlikeable character, Bella. She just sits and plays with these two guys, who are up for murdering each other in her honor, like it's really not much of anything. To quote countless My Life is Average posts, Twilight has no moral structure except how important your virginity is and how much your life sucks without a boyfriend. And this is not something I want to teach my kids.
No, my good readers, my children shall be raised on the values of Harry Potter.
But, my generation is going to be sadly remembered for this 'Twi-hard' extravaganza. I'm glad to just stay in my basement and read my zombie novels until this all blows over, which won't be until the second half of 'Breaking Dawn' comes and goes.
On, on that note, why is Breaking Dawn in two parts? The book wasn't that long and had a crap load of filler that just built up to a huge fight where they didn't even fight! It is not the Deathly Hallows, where there is a lot of things to be covered. Half of that book was fluff from the abyss that the entire filler season of Naruto crawled out of.
But, I will admit that I will be seeing Breaking Dawn. Only for the part where the baby eats it's way out of Bella like that one scene in alien.
Om nom nom.
But I digress, and should probably start wrapping this up.
So in conclusion, Twilight: No. Zombies: Yes.
Prepared with her Zombie Plan,
Alice
Parting words of unrelated wisdom:
M. Night, I don't care how Asian you are, you cannot change the pronunciation or Aang or Sokka! You are not the series creator!
Twilight
Yes, I said it, the dreaded 'T' word that the large novel reading populous despises.
I only bring this up because, not one week ago, the third installment of the almost 'made-for-TV' quality movies, hit theaters with a fiery vengeance. At the siren call of Edward Cullen, teenage girls (and some of their poor boyfriends) were crammed into theaters to watch Bella and her duo of supernatural hotties (if you can find it in your cold heart to find Robert Pattinson hot.)
I will admit to reading and loving the series as a twelve year old when the books first emerged. I was sucked into the world for a long time. Then I read an actually well thought out book, The Count of Monte Cristo, and then read Breaking Dawn. At that glorious epiphany of a moment I realized something.
"These books kind of suck."
And the movie franchise can pretty much be described in the same way. This is mostly because of the very whiny and unlikeable character, Bella. She just sits and plays with these two guys, who are up for murdering each other in her honor, like it's really not much of anything. To quote countless My Life is Average posts, Twilight has no moral structure except how important your virginity is and how much your life sucks without a boyfriend. And this is not something I want to teach my kids.
No, my good readers, my children shall be raised on the values of Harry Potter.
But, my generation is going to be sadly remembered for this 'Twi-hard' extravaganza. I'm glad to just stay in my basement and read my zombie novels until this all blows over, which won't be until the second half of 'Breaking Dawn' comes and goes.
On, on that note, why is Breaking Dawn in two parts? The book wasn't that long and had a crap load of filler that just built up to a huge fight where they didn't even fight! It is not the Deathly Hallows, where there is a lot of things to be covered. Half of that book was fluff from the abyss that the entire filler season of Naruto crawled out of.
But, I will admit that I will be seeing Breaking Dawn. Only for the part where the baby eats it's way out of Bella like that one scene in alien.
Om nom nom.
But I digress, and should probably start wrapping this up.
So in conclusion, Twilight: No. Zombies: Yes.
Prepared with her Zombie Plan,
Alice
Parting words of unrelated wisdom:
M. Night, I don't care how Asian you are, you cannot change the pronunciation or Aang or Sokka! You are not the series creator!
An Introduction
Good morrow, fair readers, though there are probably none of you out there.
I am Alice, a simple writer of this blog and holder of many opinions.
On this blog, you will find my opinions on movies (my thoughts and my reviews, mostly), my opinions on games and technology, and on life in general.
I promise, no whiny teenage angst unless I'm angry at some angsty teenager.
That's all for now, I'll have a post up about something in just a few minutes...
Love,
Alice
I am Alice, a simple writer of this blog and holder of many opinions.
On this blog, you will find my opinions on movies (my thoughts and my reviews, mostly), my opinions on games and technology, and on life in general.
I promise, no whiny teenage angst unless I'm angry at some angsty teenager.
That's all for now, I'll have a post up about something in just a few minutes...
Love,
Alice
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