Friday, November 28, 2008

Twilight (WARNING TO ALL TWI-HARDS: BLOG CONTAINS NOT VERY NICE WORDS TO TWILIGHT MOVIE)

Twilight.

We've all heard about it--how could we not? It's the cliche predator falls for prey. Gary-Stue falls for Mary-Sue.

People picture themselves being these two characters. People fantasize about having this story be their own. Why?

It's all sugar coated and happy-ending. I can't get over the sugar shock.

I honestly, personally, think Bella should have died at the end of Eclipse--or the middle of Breaking Dawn... I read all of the books because, when I started reading them back in... 2006... maybe 2005, I was in love with the books.

One time shortly after we discovered the series (back before it was popular) we went over to my grandma's house and were talking about the book. She thought it was weird that we liked it--vampires? Whatever.

Last night we went over to that very same grandmother's house for Thanksgiving dinner and games--she told us she'd seen Twilight twice. She loves the books now. She's absolutely obsessed with them. Well, she decided it was time to go for a third time. (My cousin Hailey has already seen it four times--fifth time is going to be later on today.)

Well, I thought it was going to be me, my mom, my sisters, and my grandma going to go see it. Turns out it was me, my mom, my sisters, my grandma, my step dad, my grandpa, my (somehow related to me, but I don't know how) Dorothy, my aunt, and my cousin Ella. Making a total group of thirteen people.

When we got to the theater my grandma was ranting on and on about how great the movie is/was and how we were going to love it if not absolutely adore it.

I think the movie could have been a thousand times better--at the very least.

Maybe it's just my personal view of it. Maybe it's the fact that I was obsessed with it long enough a few years back that I've got the flow of Twilight memorized and knew exactly what was different from the book. I knew the lines that were different, I knew that Lauren wasn't in it, either... which was kind of weird seeing how she's kind of a main supporting character...

Well, after the movie when the credits were rolling, my grandma turned around in her seat and asked us, "What did you think about the movie?" In her very excited oh, I know you loved it voice.

When I said it was okay, she turned to Dorothy and told her what I said and then they went into a conversation on how much they adored it. (Remember, these are two grandmothers, so it's really kind of ridiculous.)

Well, anyways... I was really disappointed with the movie. Twilight was a good book, it wore off of me, but that doesn't mean it wasn't good.

The movie could have been better. Carlisle couldn't have looked more like Jasper if he'd tried. Edward's legs when he was running couldn't have looked more retarded even if he'd tried.

Well, I'm done with talking about Twilight in a bad way now, guess I'll talk about the highlights for a few minutes and then start talking about the settings.

Ashley Greene was a marvelous pick for Alice--as was Nikki Reid for Rosalie. I don't think Jackson Rathbone was the best Jasper out there, and Dennis Quaid would have made a much better Charlie. Oh, wait... highlights... right... back to the highlights.

The graduation cap gag was awesome, I loved it. The chemistry between Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart was really pretty good, better than I had expected.

Michael Welch was a good choice for Mike, had me laughing nearly every time he showed.

The Cullen's cooking scene was awesome. Loved every second of it.

And that's really all I can think of for the highlights.

Alright, on to what I thought of the settings:

Charlie's house was nothing like I had pictured it to be. I pictured it being a small little blue house surrounded by trees so dense that there could be no neighbors in sight. When I read Twilight for the first time, I could just picture walking up the steps of the house opening the blue, paint chipped door and stepping into the greyish-blue carpeted living room.

The living room was connected to the dining room and kitchen, both the the left of when you walked in. There was a small, wearing leather, brown couch in front of an old TV set. There was an old, greyish-blue plaid recliner to the right.

When you turn to the left and enter the dining room/kitchen, you'd see a dark brown wooden table on white linoleum floors. The walls were brown diamonds filled with a light shade of yellow. On the same side of the house as the door was a window on the far left, before the window was a stainless steel sink.

There were cabinets all around above the counters which were found on either side of the sink, about three--four-ish feet apart so multiple people could be working in there at a time. The pantry was kinda parallel to the TV, but also kind of at an angle.

Walking back into the living room from the kitchen, just a few feet behind the recliner are the stairs. Old and squeaking. There are grooves in the wood from years of use and spots with crayon drawings along the edge of where the stairs met the wall from when Bella was little. The rail is a fading brown and smooth.

Oh yeah, the walls of the living room/stairs/hallway are a light greenish/greyish/blue.

The floor of the hallway is the same fading brown wood as the stairs. There are four doors on this level, one barley a foot wide at the head of the stairs--a coat closet on the right side of the hall.

On the left side of the hall is a white bedroom door--Charlie's room. It's about the size of an average living room with a large, not quite a walk in, closet. There's a large bed with light brown comforters, chocolate brown pillows, and a dark brown head and base board. The walls are a dark brown and the floor is a light tan, soft carpet. There's a window near the bed and the floor in front of it is slightly fading.

Walking out of Charlie's room there's a door straight across from you--a white wooden door--Bella's room. The walls are a light yellowish color (only for the first few weeks Bella is there, Charlie later helps her paint the walls baby blue.) and the floor a light bluish soft carpet. There's a light wooden rocking chair with a little pink blanket in the seat of it. Behind the chair is a wide window--the kind with a seat in it. On the window seat is a little stuffed bear from when Bella was little.

Next to the window is a small computer desk--on it is an old Dell PC and a bright, bright lamp with a black neck and base. There's a closet behind the rocking chair. Parallel from the closet is a small twin size bed with a wooden bottom-bunk-like frame. There's dark blue blankets and pillows on the bed with floral embroidery.

There's a laundry basket at the end of the bed, along with her bags she brought from Arizona.

Leaving Bella's room you find the bathroom door (white and wooden!) to your right. Opening it you see a small bathroom with a small counter/sink kind of thing next to the toilet which is right next the the tub/shower. The walls are off white and the floors are grey tiled. The shower curtain is a light and dark blue plaid pattern.

Leaving the upper level and back down to the living room, behind the TV there's a closet-type door. Behind it is the laundry room in there, along with the machines, is a sliding glass door that leads to the back yard.

In the back yard there is no fence--just trees. There's a little cement porch--cracking due to weathering and weeds. On one of the largest trees just across from Charlie's bedroom windows is a tire swing, one that Bella used to always play on when she was little.

Alright... well... I think that's really all the setting I should go into for now--describing the house alone could have been a blog on it's own.

Next blog: The Cullen's house.

After that: Forks High.

After that: The baseball field.

After that: The cafe.

Well, that's it for now. Toodilu! :D

(This blog was one thousand-four hundred-forty-two words long.)

╰☆╮Mimi╰☆╮

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Need... To... Blog...

Okay, so, I feel like I've been really neglecting my blog... and my writing practices... crap. What to write about? What to write about? What to write about? Why can't I find something to write about?! Grr.... Right now I'm watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade... I wish I could be there--that'd be so freaking wicked awesome.

Let's see, how about I put down a summary of what I've done this month? Nah. That's boring.

Oh! Right! That dream I was talking about! All I remember now is that it ended with Scooby and Shaggy behind a clothing store. It was raining and Shaggy found a cardboard box that Scooby could get in without getting wet. The box was absolutely disgusting, filled with rotting fruit and stuff. Gross.

Well, as it turns out, Scooby is OCD. He took the box, cleaned it, and then it turned into a sparkling clean cookiesheet... weird...

Well, somehow I remember using that cookie sheet as a weapon of sorts...

Can't really remember.

Gotta go help my chi chi dry her hair now!

Au revoir!

╰☆╮Mimi╰☆╮

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Back To The Dream

Alright, now, back to the dream! I've got twenty minutes before I have to catch the bus!

Anyways, I left off with who was in the dream, yeah? Okay, well, onto what actually HAPPENED then!

Okay, so, the dream started with the school fire alarm going off, a huge group of us were in the cafeteria, it looked like we were rehearsing for Dinner Theater--but the costumes were much more extreme, and in Henry VI, act I, scene III, there was really blood. Heh heh heh... the things that can happen in my dreams, but not in real life. Well, it could happen, but I don't think Austin's family would be very happy with Mr. Unicorn Ninja at that point.

So, mostly everyone rushes out of the cafeteria as they've been taught to do. When I say mostly, I mean me, Booty, Mr. Unicorn Ninja, Mr. T, and some people who I can't really remember all that well stayed behind.

When I looked around at my surroundings, I saw that we were no longer in the school cafeteria, but on some dock in a swampy looking place.

Whoops! Gotta go. Maybe next time I should stick to writing my blog only when I have a limited amount of time. :P


╰☆╮Mimi╰☆╮

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Uh-Oh! Haven't Blogged For Nearly Two Weeks--OOPS!

Sorry that I haven't blogged in so long, not that I need to apologize to anyone for that. I've been kind of busy, well, I don't know if busy is the right word... absorbed in life is probably the better term, I've been so caught up with everything else that I haven't stopped to take the time to write! How terribly sad!

Anyways, last night I had a WICKED dream! Well... it was rather a dorky dream, I mean, it was basically about this secret organization that was kind of like ninjas... Well, anyways, no one really knows about this group until you're requested to be in it--they only choose people who they know would accept to be in the group.

Well, before I get ahead of myself, I'm going to tell you a little bit about the cast in my dream. The leader of these ninja-esk people was a Mr. Thompson-esk guy. It was kind of weird. Mr. Unicorn Ninja guy can finally gloat that he's been in more than just Miranda's (Sorry chica, you've tempted me way too much to not use that name. :P), Nettie's (at least I think he was in one of her dreams... can't really remember now, for sure. >.<), and Lauryn's dreams. Yeah, you were the big stupid guy who was semi-sorta in the ninja group, but not really because you wouldn't get the code tattooed on the back of your neck. Your reasons were the following:
Either, A, you're mom would see it; B, visible tattoos aren't allowed at school; or, C, you didn't want a needle that close to your paper-thin skull. (Just kidding about that last reason... sorry... I really felt like putting that in. No offense! :P)

Let's see... who else was in the dream... Can't remember, well, besides me--OH! Booty (Don't know any other nickname to give you, chica, we need to come up with one.) was in the dream, too! She was the awesome-bass-kick-your-butt girl of the group. There were quite a few other people in the dream as well, but I can't remember if they were real or made up.

Anyways, gotta go catch the bus! I'll have to write more about the dream later! Toodles!


╰☆╮Mimi╰☆╮



Thursday, November 6, 2008

Boy, Oh Boy.

Whoa. Tonights performance was wicked. Not really, it was The Twelve Dancing Princesses, but the show was still wicked awesome! Ten billion times better than I thought it would be--and that's no exaggeration. :P

Sure there were some forgotten lines here and there, I'm not particularly fond of my dress, and some of the notes were off or totally ignored--but, oh well. Those sort of things happen on opening night, right?

I'm so freaking happy! Believe it or not, that was really my first performance in an actual play. Of course there were the little ones we did in drama club in the fifth and sixth grade... but I don't really count those, some people might, but I don't. I'm so happy!

And this is only the first show I'm going to be in this month! We've still got Dinner Theater! And, while I don't have a leading role in TTDP, I've got one of the biggest roles in Dinner Theater! Hip, hip, hoorah!

Well, anyways... I really should be getting to bed--I'm whipped. Well, not really. I'm just lonely down here--everyone else is in bed and I'm just down here all on my lonesome... le sigh.

Not to mention I'm wide awake.

Time to go read Duma Key--Toodles!

╰☆╮Mimi╰☆╮

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Closing In On Me

New month, new color.

There are times in life when you feel as if the walls are just closing in on you, making you curl up as small as possible, wishing that you

Just.
Just. Weren't.
Just. Weren't. There.

Today, I'm having one of those days. I dare not say anything for fear of insulting someone--but I fear not saying anything and then hurting someone by staying silent. Why does life have to be so difficult? Why can't there just be times when everything is as easy as can be? Did those times fly away with childhood? Away with imaginary friends and fantastical quests?

I wish I could have woken up yesterday and changed what I'd done--maybe things would be different, then. What if I had prevented the whole thing in the first place by doing what someone else should have done the night before but was too tired to do so?

Why do some people have to hold grudges?

I wish people would just let you in their heads, you know?

Don't really feel like writing anymore.

╰☆╮Mimi╰☆╮

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Bye Bye Halloween--Until Next Year!

Ever since I was little, Halloween has been my favorite holiday--sure it's not the safest one, especially for me, but I love it. Throughout the years I've been a cow, a dalmation, a witch, a sorceress (yeah, there's a difference.), a singer, a pirate, a clown, a zombie, Mulan, Queen Amidalla or whatever it is from Star Wars... yeah... I love Halloween, it's wicked.

This year I was a zombie and the costume was put together in less than two hours--that's not to say that it was lame or anything, we just didn't end up buying costumes this year and didn't really have the time to put them together before Halloween.

So, on Friday we started with waking up--duh. We gutted the pumpkins and then carved them, see, we really didn't have much time for Halloween this year. After that, that had basically taken all day, we started brainstorming costume ideas and came up with zombies. Now it wasn't like, Ooh, mega original--WHOA. No. We basically did the classic zombie costume.

We took some of my step-dad's wool sweaters that he never wears and then shredded them. After that, we each found a pair of jeans that we didn't really wear anymore, but still fit us, and shredded them, too. (Oh, and when I say we, I mean my little sister J-Bird and I.) After that I went up to my room, grabbed my handy-dandy little black comb, and went to work on ratting J's hair.

After we finished ratting our hair more than I've ever ratted anyone elses hair (and, trust me, I've ratted a lot of people's hair. Did you go see Thriller earlier this Spring performed by Girls Choir at the Pops Concert? Yeah. I ratted quite a few people's hair for that.) Anyways, long story short, we made our shoulder length, straight hair into nests.

We went outside and threw the fallen leaves in the air, letting them fall back down and land on us. We did that for a bit and then went up to my mom's bathroom and used her expensive hairspray which made the leaves and hair
stay in place.

When we finished with that, we came back downstairs into the kitchen and did our make up--pale faces (didn't take much work seeing as we're already pale-pale.), dark circles around the eyes, stitches on the lips, trickling blood down the face--and in my case on my shoulder, too.

So, yeah, that's basically how we did our costumes. It took for-freaking-ever! But it was still fun. Can't wait to see what I end up doing next year!

Ciao!

╰☆╮Mimi╰☆╮

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