Filed under: sweet dreams are made of this | Tags: 80's, Between the Lions, dream, Harry Potter, Johnny Depp, Mika, music, Nim's Island, PE Dance/Aerobics, Pirates of the Caribbean, Robert Pattinson, scandalous, Wonder Pets, Yelle
New freaky dream alert.
Well not so much freaky as strange and vivid. Among the freaky points: the phonograph-obsessive guy from the Taiwanese documentary “Viva Tonal: The Dance Age” stealthily got into the house of the lady who gives me free stuff/my old neighbor and attached eight more strings to my violin. Naturally I screamed at him. Coincidentally, Shannon heard someone outside yelling, “What color toga are you wearing?!”
I don’t think that was me…
Also among the odd points: Shannon refused to eat chicken mixed with corn (an odd combination) because apparently in Chinese culture it’s the equivalent of eating your ancestors. Keep in mind this was a dream. Yeah, I’ve never heard of that in my life.
I also almost got kidnapped/raped/killed by this creepy mustached man. Even subconsciously I’m always trying to get on Oprah.
Mika was in this dream but he was just really odd. He asked me if I wanted to see “Bolt” but I really didn’t. So I was like, “No…I don’t really want to waste my time.” Please, fangirls, don’t kill me for turning down watching a movie with Mika. And then he was like, “It’s okay, I’ve got a CD player.” Okay…..
He appeared again later but I’m feeling too lazy to describe the entire dream. But just one more point:
There was also this little rich girl with a german shepherd named Ella (who was so freaking cute even though she was hugemongous.) Now I want a german shepherd. But isn’t Ella the name of the golden retriever in Mika’s studio tours? Gah…stupid subconscious.
I rewatched Harry Potter 1 this morning and realized how good of a movie and yet how horribly cheesy it is. Basically, I realized the epicness of Harry Potter and his story in general but the acting and meaningful looks that peppered the movie like the pizza of someone who really likes pepper (bad simile) couldn’t save it.
Although I want to watch #4 just to mull over why Robert Pattinson always looks so much thinner in movies than in real life. His face widens in interviews.
The other day I suffered through “Nim’s Island” expectantly. I was bribed into it by my sisters, who promised that I could watch “Wonder Pets Save the Beetles” after. The whole movie built up and then ended. There was no climax. Quel scandalous. And how many people could guess that Alexandra and Jack were going to fall in love? And there was even a hint of love when they first saw each other, but soon they’re walking down the beach hand in hand while Nim flies around giddily.
Wonder Pets certainly made up for that horror. It’s one of my new favorite shows, and not because Mika mentioned it in one of his interviews. It’s almost funnier than “What’s Cookin’ With Theo and Cleo”. I’d like to sit down one day and watch “What’s Cookin’” with Sushi. She’d love it. “Squished Fish on a Dish”, “Rammed Ham without Yam and Clam”. Huzzah huzzah.
Also, PotC 1 was on last night, and I “couldn’t resist mate”. My suspicions were confirmed – I did first hear “Huzzah” from PotC. And I thought it was a strange sounding word too. Now it’s completely switched. “Hurrah” is the weird sounding one. Ooh…but it looks prettier…at the moment.
In “Wonder Pets Save the Sheep” they put on liederhosen for the entire episode. And then they prance on sheep, especially the bald one which I later realized was a lamb.
And I think I’ve solved the mystery of the pink sheep in CatCF. When Willy Wonka goes “I’d rather not talk about it.” I still have to investigate, but I think I know why. I’m not going to say any more until it is confirmed.
Okeeday. Sayonara. Japanese goodbye. (I have to say that now everytime I say “Sayonara” thanks to my dad singing and Marlon Brando). “Very good, John”. Huzzah for fart jokes.
I’m watching “Je Veux Te Voir” by Yelle because I’m desperate for new music. But even though it is tres tres scandalous I can’t help but notice that some of those moves we’ve done in dance class. Why………
I noticed recently that since becoming a Mika fan my musical tastes have begun to stray from “quiet” or “normal”. In fact, I’m beginning to like more 80’s music. Not that his music is necessarily 80’s, but it’s definitely not Ryan Cabrera. It’s definitely opened up what I tolerate musically. Huzzah huzzah huzzah.
Okay now really. Sayonara. Japanese goodbye.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: American Eagle, beaver, Benjamin Button, big girl, Billy Brown, busy beaver, Douglas Adams, Ernest, fails, film, Forever 21, Frisky the Squirrel, I Am, imposter, La Poo Poo, Lollipop Girl, love affairs, Macbeth, Mika, Miya, music, notcot.org, old soul, perverse, presents, Public Enemies, release date, Santa Baby, scandalous, shopping, shun, Sushi, teenagers, The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe, The Tao of Pooh, Twilight, Winnie the Pooh, Wisconsin, Wonder Pets, Wonder Pets Save the Beetles
I saw this on notcot and laughed.
It’s a beaver trying to be as awesome as La Poo Poo. I’m sure that wasn’t the intention of the artists but that’s the way I see it.
Actually, the whole ski thing is Miya’s version of La Poo Poo. For me, he just is. Kind of like the way they describe Winnie the Pooh on the back cover of The Tao of Pooh. Which my dad thinks is imposterful because it is Western trying to be Chinese philosophical. Shun shun shun, apparently. I read a bit of it on the Amazon sample thingy and twas interesting.
I borrowed The Restaurant at the End of the Universe today. I know it’s online, but I wanted to read a version without typos so that my OCD could rest a bit. You can’t skim through Douglas Adams stuff. Whenever I start skimming, the mass of words contains so much sciency/fake vocab that I just give up skimming and read it word for word. And if you skim you miss jokes so huzzah.
Yes, I borrowed “Wonder Pets Save the Beetles” today. After ten minutes of staring at the cover and telling my sister that no, we shouldn’t borrow the new Tinkerbell movie, I realized that the Wonder Pets were dressed up as Beatles imposters. I was wondering if I should also borrow the CD but I decided it was too much at one time to be considered sane by the librarian who checks out the books.
Also today, I got my shopping revenge. Huzzah. Now I’m just too scared to wear it to school. Countless years of t-shirt and jeans is hard to “eraaaaaaaaase”. I realized sitting at my desk doing nothing that 2nd period is like a great parade of what you’re wearing, if you’re late, and if you slept the night before. No one’s late to class except to the first one in the morning. Coincidentally, I have almost no friends in that class. I have nice friends in English. The ones you talk to but by no means joke about “Santa Baby” with. Or Sushi’s love affairs.
Buying presents for teenagers is so freaking hard. Haha, you’re laughing with your finger pointed in that annoying way. Either you can bend only your pinky finger down or you realize that I’m a teenager too. Silence, that is beyond the point. My mom says I was born a grandma and I think I’m living Benjamin Button style. I am confused.
Speaking of which, the PE trailer has disappointed me. Where isss it!?!?!?!
Back on topic, it’s really easy to buy Miya things because I can just go get her Disney princesses or whatever. But some of my other friends want new perfect things with no Engrish on them. Ugh. What’s the fun in nonugly typoless merchandise? Because of people’s birthday’s coming up I had to venture into the Twilight section of Border’s and risk being taken for a Twilight fan!! Gaspethy scandal!
I think one of the greatest fails of my life is my “I Am” poem from 2nd grade. I put “I am a frisky funny girl…blah blah blah blah…etc…”
First of all, I was not perverted. Katherine means pure, okay?! Not that I believe it anymore, thanks to Miya telling me the meaning of “beaver”, among other things. The reason I put frisky was I read this poem in my orange storybook called “Frisky the squirrel”. Interpret that how you want but he basically ran “up and down the treetop”. God, the perversity never ends, does it? It was about nature! No, that’s not right either. I’m just going to shut up and pretend I never leaked this fail to the world.
Both Mika and Johnny Depp are in that middle stage when they’re not promoting anything. Quel boring for me. It’s quite exciting when ten new interviews pop up in a day. Except when they were filming “Public Enemies” and everyone in Wisconsin filmed grainy videos of Johnny Depp walking across the street. Better yet, extras waiting around for their cues. Huzzah. Yes, we really wanted to see that.
Shopping sucks sometimes. Like when you walk into a store like Forever 21 dressed in a monochrome t-shirt, jeans, humongous brown jacket that’s leaking feathers, and your old old old fob sneakers from Taiwan. It’s like you shouldn’t really be shopping there, and everybody knows that it’s not your style. And they shun you.
The other day this Asian lady dressed in a pj-ish white shirt that was a tad crookedly too short for her and some loose leggings (the kind little Asian children like myself wore in 1st grade) shunned me and my mother in her shoe store. She said hello to all the white people but not me. I even looked her in the eye and she still didn’t say anything until my mom picked up a shoe and looked like she was going to buy it.
Why are graphic t’s so expensive?!?! Gah.
I used to feel bad walking into Forever 21 because I wasn’t 21 yet. Fail fail fail.
So much fail in the post. In general on this blog. What is unfail? I don’t know. Seriously, I’m not as sarcastic as I sound. My angry Asian face doesn’t help the matter.
Here we go, some happiness to balance it all out: I love life! Tee hee hee hee! Unicorns and ponies! Love your life!
Isn’t that what they put on tote bags, especially at American Eagle? That and “Live. Laugh. Love.” It’s one of those sayings that sounds really nice and inspirational but you don’t think about it. And if you did there would be nothing there behind it. I need a bit of a longer, more specific quote to be inspired, unfortunately.
Ooh! “The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus” will be released Sep. 24. Huzzah huzzah huzzah.
After listening to many Mika interviews, I have concluded that what I’m doing with Ernest and La Poo Poo is very much like the whole idea behind “Billy Brown”, “Lollipop Girl”, and “Big Girl”. He says their living these soap operas – grounded in reality but completely surreal. Is not Ernest and La Poo Poo’s life well summed up in that statement?
Tomorrow is Sunday. The day I get to force feed my family my music on the drive to church. I’m particularly excited because of the Mika demos I downloaded yesterday.
Sorry if I sounded especially weird in this post, I don’t know what’s wrong with my English. It’s probably a mix of a Mika overdose/reading The Restaurant at the End of the Universe/those Scottish people in the “Macbeth” recording staying in my head.
We film tomorrow! Huzzah huzzah huzzah.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Pirates of the Caribbean, angst, Johnny Depp, Six Degrees, Youtube, fanfiction, Public Enemies, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Mika, stealthy, Simple Plan, shopping, winter, Twilight, imposter, Hollywood, trailer, angry asian face, Erase, Love Today, lies, Donnie Brasco, gimmick, Stephanie Meyers, Cloverfield, Nick of Time, 24, phone, colorful, teenage, passive agression, speech class, Nordstroms, Wonder Pets, Mr. Tambourine Man, Family Feud, celebrity lookalike, 20 questions
No sign of the “Public Enemies” trailer.
This can only mean one thing: lies.
Yeah, I don’t really know where I’m going with this.
Anyway, I decorated my planner for nothing. I should have put a crapload of Mika stuff in this week instead. It would have personified this particular winter break much more better than Johnny Depp in a Santa hat in “Donnie Brasco”.
poignant pause in which an epiphany occurs.
It’s working. I’m drifting away from PotC…yet still stuck with it because of my fanfiction. I’m determined not to be one of those authors who leave their readers hanging. I’m looking at you Stephanie Meyers (actually, I wasn’t. But I just wanted to make a jab at Twilight. Because I scoured bookstores for Angela’s birthday present and had to wash my eyes out afterwards). What a clever gimmick that was at the end…but I resisted. It’s okay…”Cloverfield” was a gimmick. “Nick of Time” was a gimmick. Yeah okay, obviously it didn’t work for “Nick of Time” because unless you are a Johnny Depp fan or know me very well you have a very confused expression on your face. Or a stone face. I never laugh at things on the computer. I just sit with my angry Asian face. Like right now because it’s cold.
Several bazillion years later, “24″ took the “Nick of Time” gimmick and turned it into a successful TV show. Ah, Hollywood.
I said all this to tell you that I’ve just finished Mikafying my phone and now I feel much more colorful and am very happy. All that’s missing is the laugh ringtone. I can’t wait to show Miya. That’s Miya, not Mika. I did a double take when I went through my post to add tags.
Today I went shopping with my family, mostly my mom. ‘Twas a fiasco. But of course I just made many angry noises and exaggerated my angry Asian face instead of lashing out in typical teenage fashion. I remember that guy who came to talk to us in 7th grade Speech class. Excuse me, old guy. Description is good. He said “You think that passive agression is the right way? WRONG.” Or something like that. I don’t really remember because he kind of annoyed me. He was supposed to be really important but of course no one had ever heard of him except Mr. Raabe.
Whatever. Passive agression is very stealthy. And stealthiness is key. Cue Mrs. Beauregard’s affirmative nod to Violet.
Basically, I think my mom’s subconscious was stealthily preventing me from buying anything. Oh well. My subconscious is getting revenge because we’re going shopping again tomorrow – just for me. As my dad put it, “I guess we’ll have to accompany you tomorrow.” Accompany. Huzzah.
I realized beside the necklaces at Nordstroms that I’m a pretty calm teenager. I don’t mean comatose. I had my teenage angst (“Eraaaaaaaaase”)phase in 5th grade. Which would make it preteen angst…how I wish the Simple Plan days had never happened. So I’m pretty calm except when I yell at my dad. Hah. What a fail thing to say. Hypocrite much.
I watched some “Wonder Pets” today on Youtube. Youtube is not kind to “Wonder Pets”. Yes…I watched it because of Mika. It’s kind of sad that most of my discoveries and likes come from random obsessions. It’s the only way to explain my tolerance of “Mr. Tambourine Man”. It’s not a bad song, but I’m biased.
I feel like an imposter.
Okay, I am. But not like those people who went on Family Feud dressed as celebrities. Here’s looking at you, short balding hunchbacked man who only DRESSED exactly like Johnny Depp but did not sound like him. Shun. Shuuuuuuun. Shuuuuun.
Ooh. Another fail. I just glanced at the title and remembered my sisters’ current obsession with 20 questions. Today Jocelyn discovered the wonder that is the 20 questions machine. You know, the little portable purple (huzzah!) game.
This morning my thing was “love” and the clue was “Everybody’s going to do this today”. No, it wasn’t too hard. My sisters live with me, they know references. But they failed me and answered things like, “wake up”, ”go shopping”, “sleep”, etc. I sighed and hummed it stealthily, and after a bit longer Shannon guessed it. Huzzah.
Oh yesh. Another six degrees I encountered today. I was eating at the Target food court thingy, and as I stood up to leave the lady sitting at the table behind us was staring up at me. And she looked like the lady in CatCF who offers Charlie $500 for his golden ticket.
My sister agreed. Huzzah.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: big girl, Bleeding Love, Christmas, Force of Will, I Kissed a Girl, ice skating, Life in Cartoon Motion, Love Today, Mika, PE, Pirates of the Caribbean, Public Enemies, reference, Relax Take it Easy, Santa Baby, scandalous, Six Degrees, stealthy, Vietnamese restaurant
Merry Christmas!
True to my word, this morning I woke up anxious to turn on the computer and watch the “Public Enemies”. Of course I had to be stealthy and wait for the opportune moment.
But the opportune moment came and there was no PE trailer. Anywhere. The only thing I could find was speculation and excitement from Johnny Depp Zone. Now it’s 5 PM and still no sign of it. Dangnabbit!!!! PE is such an unfortunate acronym. It reminds me of everybody’s least favorite class.
So my Christmas wasn’t as merry as it could have been, but I was still grinning like mad because of general Mika obsession-ness. It feels almost like back when my PotC obsession was going strong. There’s a bit of a betrayal feeling though. Sucks. But it’s just like winter break the year I first heard “Life in Cartoon Motion”. Thank God for MSN music whole album samples and my cheapness. “Oh, free music?! Yes, I’ll take that!”
A few minutes later. “What the heck…is this Indian music?” By the way, “Indian music” was the beginning to “Love Today”. Much much fail. After a few weeks, after a weird force of will (Oh gosh, “Force of Will” is the title of a PotC movie storybook. The one I read and freaked out about because Jack was going to stab Davy Jones’s heart), I decided I was going through the whole CD no matter what. And I did. And here we are.
Anyways, all this is leading up to the reference my dad unknowingly made today. We went to this Vietnamese restaurant because only Asian stores are open on Christmas…this happens every year…and there was a dead bug on my water cup. Gross…I traded with my dad. Then Jocelyn found a hair in her rice and we were freaking out. My dad says to Shannon, “Relax.”
I just had to say “Take it easy.” Shannon glared at me like she always does when I reference.
My dad hadn’t heard and he said, “Take it easy, okay? It’s no big deal.” Shannon and I exchanged looks and we started laughing. My dad was like, “What?” And Jocelyn had to be unstealthy and tell him about “Relax, Take it Easy”.
Later Shannon and I were talking and she thought I said “Mika in a Big Girl outfit”. And we both had a bit of a brain aneurysm similar to when Miya and I found out about “Santa Baby”.
Ice skating was fun yesterday. I thought I wouldn’t be able to because of cramps but there were none. If only this would happen at school. Apparently I skate well but then explain to me all the fail that happened at the Norwalk Ice Arena. The new skating rink is a lot better. Obviously, because it’s new. I waited all night for them to play “Bleeding Love” and torture me. It would have made a great fail. But it seems someone was smiling down yesterday night. I hope it wasn’t Baby Sun. “Teletubbies say goodbye!” “Squeal.”
I was also waiting for some Mika song, but they just kept playing undistinguishable rap songs. It was hilarious though that I was with my church and we skated to “I Kissed a Girl”. Basically, I spent my time stealthily sneaking up on my sister and almost killing this guy.
Und now there is nothing to doooooo.
PS. Japanese interviews are the funniest thing in the world. Equivalent almost to Sushi Fail.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Santa Baby, scandalous, stealthy, Sushi
I saw this on fredflare and almost died.
But of course we all Sushi’s being stealthily scandalous on the top left window.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Alan Rickman, Alice in Wonderland, California earthquake, caterpillar, concert, dreams, Johnny Depp, Mika, Miya, Pirates of the Caribbean, winter break
I wanted to punch this guy.
“However, if Disney decided to get rid of Sparrow and create a new starring role in the film for an unknown actor, there’s nothing in the rule book that says such a transition couldn’t work.”
Has he never met rabid fangirls? They would all shun the movie and it would be a great big fail.
Then he says “He may love to play arty, esoteric characters, but deep down, I’m sure Johnny Depp was always counting on a big check from a mainstream summer fantasy. ” and that Disney was the one that took risks. Um…yesh, Disney was the one that almost fired him.
So now I must shun the reporter for being evil. Wow. I’ve got a sudden urge to play my fat. Except the floors are all carpeted so there’s no way that’s happening.
Winter break is so relaxing. Take it easy. I couldn’t resist mate. Darn it, now I’m on a six degree roll. I haven’t had any freakish dreams since school ended and I’m not stressed out at all. Huzzah!
I just found out that Alan Rickman will be the Caterpillar in “Alice in Wonderland”. Huzzah again. He’s a good choice, I think.
Should I wait up for the “Public Enemies” trailer? I probably won’t be able to sleep anyways. Gah. I feel so mellowwwwwwwww. Die.
There’s no inspiration today or something. It’s taken me an hour to write this little bit of whatever. Maybe I’ll work on my fanvideo but honestly I don’t feel like it. And I’ve been neglecting Sushmita. I only write her stuff in math because it keeps me awake. If I tried to pay full attention to Ms. Breik, I would fall asleep. It’s weird that doing something else helps me to learn in her class. You’re really weird. Sorry, six degrees.
Oh yesh, I’m going ice skating tonight. Huzzah! I wish Sean Connery would do some more movies instead of retiring. I would totally go see it, even if he was just in there for a cameo. Just like I’m considering watching “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button” for the possible “Public Enemies” trailer.
Haha there’s a Mika quote that says “A good audience gets a good show. A serious audience gets an serious show.” Crap. Noooooooo…Miya, my angry Asian face is going to ruin our one Mika concert when we’re conveniently out of town during the great California earthquake!
I’m done trying to come up with something good to write. Maybe later. Sayonara. Japanese goodbye. Six degrees.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: 2003, Christmas, deep, Deep Roy, fail, fansites, haircut, imposter, JDOCD, Johnny Depp, MarioKart, Mika, Pirates of the Caribbean, posters, Raiders, Robert Pattinson, Six Degrees, skinny dip, Tamagotchi
I couldn’t hold this back. Angela’s Christmas card to me had a huge picture of Rob Pattinson stuck in it. I must enact revenge by pasting a bazillion Johnny Depp pictures in her birthday card. That is, if I have enough ink and time.
I realize now what Rob Pattinson reminds me of, especially after his haircut. It’s that little boy who’s house I used to go to. He would swim naked and it was scandalous. He still has my MarioKart. Shun.
Now that my room is clean I wish I hadn’t killed my computer. Technology just shrivels in my hands.
Now for some deepness. Imposter deepness.
I don’t think about PotC voluntarily anymore. I have to pull it up out of the colorful muck that is my brain now. I think the only reason I hang on to it is because I have for so long, and because of six degrees. Gah.
Deepness gone. But Deep Roy is in Johnny Depp’s basement. Six degrees.
I need stuff for my walls, but I was thinking not movie posters. But you can only buy non-movie posters online. And I never buy things online other than books.
I’m in a rambling mood. And in the mood to buy things/obsess over Mika.
I’m careful now to keep a distance from possibly extreme obsessive things. Which is why I feel like an imposter fan on Mika fansites, unlike Johnny Depp fansites. That’s weird because Mika is very recent compared to all the stuff that’s happened to Johnny Depp. That I know about. Creepy yet again.
I have a Raiders poster from…2003 that I want to get rid of. It was a fail poster giveaway at the school book fair.
Okay I really have nothing to talk about. I just want to keep talking.
I’m reading the “You Know You’re a Mika Fan When…” thread and I’m sad. Because I do not have MikaOCD like I have JDOCD.
My sister has this imposter Tamagotchi and we tried to play with it but I think I killed it before it was even born. Fail.
Perhaps I’ll go to sleep now. Bye. Darn it, stupid tags.
Filed under: sweet dreams are made of this | Tags: Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, dream, Emir Kusturica, Erase, ice skating, India, James bond, Kung Fu Panda, La Poo Poo, Mika, Miya, Pirates of the Caribbean, Public Enemies, Santa Baby, scandalous, sunglasses, Sushi, The Dark Knight, Tim Burton, trailer
Even Mika has them.
And yet I still don’t have them. Angela came by and delivered my present. She was my last hope because no one else had gotten them for me…but the ones she got me were like ski goggles/sleeping masks. At least now I can match La Poo Poo in stealthiness. I went to Claire’s and they didn’t sell them anymore anyways.
I had a dream about Mika last night. It was really odd, but when have my dreams not been odd? Mika came to our school and randomly performed onthe blacktop. And Miya and I were freaking out because DUH. (And we wanted to wail “Erase” – the ultimate angst song) Miya was like, “I’m going to request a song!” People don’t request songs at performances, but I was debating, “Big Girl” vs. “Erase”. So she went and asked him and he was like (internally – but I can read thoughts in dreams apparently, and when I’m Edward), ew your friend is ugly. Anyways, he sang “Erase” but it sucked because he didn’t wail the “erase” parts. And it was really fail, so our fan-ness just died. And then everyone went home because it was cold, except for me, because I didn’t have a car. So Mika was like…”I’ll give you a ride so you don’t die” and we drove in the tour bus through ice. And not so frozen ice - sludge – and we almost died. That was fun. What was weird was that later, people from my internship took over the ASB room and started making noodles and forcing me to eat it. And I had an iphone but I couldn’t text, but I know where that subconscious stuff came from.
Today we rented “The Dark Knight” and “Kung Fu Panda”. “Kung Fu Panda” was hilarious the first time around, but then Shannon came home and we had to watch it again. Unfortunately, like most animated movies, it was not so awesome the second time. Although I laugh every time at the awesome deflecting part. I stick up my feet. My sister says touching them is like holding ice in one’s hand. “The Dark Knight”…eh…it feels kind of hyped now. The kind of stuff Sushi loves because everyone has agreed to love it and because it is environmentally friendly/saves orphans. By the way, my dad didn’t know it was about Batman.
Sushi’s in her element right now, I think. India, saving people, medicine. Huzzah. And her love, James Bond. …Santa Baby…
Moving on. I’m going ice skating with my church tomorrow, so huzzah!
I finally cleaned my room. The plastic “treasure chest” is now in my closet. Which my sister won’t let me open because she’s scared of the Chinese opera mask inside.
I’m on the lookout for a new calendar. It’s really sad that I have to throw away the PotC one. It’s the last PotC wall decoration I have…which reminds me that I was once obsessed enough to buy a teen celebrity magazine (Tiger Beat or something like that) because of the PotC poster in the back. Gah. Today at Costco I saw one with vintage posters on it that was pretty cool but then I realized all of the posters were wine ads and there wasn’t much variety.
I watched CatCF (it was on TV) and realized how genius Tim Burton is. Before, shamefully I shall admit, I just liked his stuff because it was six degreed to Johnny Depp. No other director, I think, that I’ve seen besides Emir Kusturica, puts humor in so subtlely.
This post is so materialistic. Die. Oh yes, I’ve worn jewelry three times now. Scandalous.
Deeper things…um…”Public Enemies” trailer comes out the day after tomorroow!!!! And not even a website up yet…shun.
Yes, that attempt at deepness clearly failed.
PS. Miya, you drew me out of hibernation with your hilarious comment. I started grinning insanely.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: awards, bathroom, hero, Oscars, Sean Connery
Sean Connery keeps his Oscars and awards in his bathroom.
The place where one sits on the toilet.
He is my hero.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: angry, Bleeding Love, bubble, deep, drama, fail, fanvideo, generation, girl power, guy problems, high school, Johnny Depp, nightmare, rant, religion, Sweeney Todd, Sweeney Todd London Press Conference
I’m not going to say anything because it would just be grudge-ful.
But for posterity, I hated girl power today. I sort of hated my generation in general today too. Now it’s mellowed out to a “whyyyy?”
I can only speak for the girls for obvious – or not so obvious – reasons. I get the feeling that in today’s argument some of things we said were only for the sake of arguing, because they were so generic. It annoys me when girls defend each other. It’s a great thing, but the way we do it is so grating. And we think we’re doing people a favor, no, we just look ridiculous.
Maybe I’m just weird, but I don’t bother with these things anymore. I haven’t been involved in any drama since 8th grade. I’ve realized that it’s pointless and while sometimes fun, it just makes you all stressed out. What does this do for you? Or to progress your life? I’m sort of waiting for most of the other people in our class to grow up. I have been so much happier in general since I stopped bothering with friend problems and guy problems. I think mainly because of who my friends are, though, these problems don’t really exist. And even if one of us is being poopy, it’s not like we’ll exact revenge. Although I’m worried Sushi might one day. We all know it was the reason we were nice to that guy who left for Gahr (not naming names – stealthy)
Seriously, I’m so lucky to have my friends. It’s like a bubble within a bubble, a, excuse my AP Human terminology, permeable border. If that’s the wrong term, I don’t know what you should do to me. Even though we’re in a bubble, thanks to modern technology known as the Internet we know a bunch of crappish stuff that no one else does, mainly about entertainment…weight loss…umm…and Johnny Depp. Because of the amount of knowledge we have, Johnny Depp gets his own category. Not because he’s the first thing that popped into my mind when I was trying to come up with a third category. Anyways, all you have to do is picture our attempt at a normal high school girl talk and FAIL will bombard you until you land in a pile of mush and kumquat seeds.
What’s with all the deep angry rants? You may now name a religion after me based on my beliefs. Blasphemous!
Dear God, I was just kidding.
Some parts of my fanvideo died. It just says “invalid” in big ugly letters in those parts. Like I’m a leper or something. Good thing I remember the clips from watching them so much. This is probably why people don’t use Internet movie editors.
For English homework I bluntly referenced “Sweeney Todd”. I sound like a freak because I wrote “at the ‘Sweeney Todd’ press conference in London last year” and why would I know that?
My ipod started playing “Bleeding Love” and I thought I had entered into a live nightmare.
I still want cake.
