I am an Incredibly bad blogger...

Bit it's alright since no one reads my blog (nor cares what i have to say), anyway. New York was amazing! I couldn't have hoped for something better and having been gone less than a week I still miss it as if it were my homeland (which i am convinced it is). We did all the touristey stuff and even ran into LL Cool J. I still am having trouble believing it actually happened-that i can step off a plane and instantly realize that I live 3,000 miles away from my dream city. Most people would get locked up for the level of devotion that I have to it, the words of Candace Bushnell are my Bible and I am absorbing every Castle, Lipstick Jungle and Gossip Girl I can get my hands on. I still have a loooong way to go before I can even dream though. But I will get there.Eventually.

Leaving for New York...

Tomorrow and I'm very excited. Now i know that my writing is few and far between but I am going to try and post my top photos and summaries of my adventures. I know your looking forward to it ;)

5 Things I'm Excited About/And Other Ramblings

Hello, again. Ahh the not-so-tranquil back to school time. In my mix of confused emotions I have to pump out a 7 page paper on the history if Paris that I have been steadfastly avoiding. I figure if I get myself writing one thing I can jump to the other with little fuss. Here goes.

So what the Hades does back to school time mean anyway-aside from the obvious. I really have confronted this phenomenon for the past ten years and each time I have approached it differently every year. Sometimes with unwavering optimism and sometimes with “Aw, Shit”. Currently I’m just scoffing at the prospect and mouthing whatever when people ask me if I’m excited. Maybe when I finish my AP Euro paper I will be in a better mood but I doubt it. I do like school but more for the intellectual stimulation then anything. Btw, I have no idea where this blog post is going I just thought I should post something. For once I really have no opinions on anything because I have just been sitting in front of a computer for a week. I’m not so upset about summer ending me being more of a winter person anyway. Oh and in terms of my career crisis I have given up on forensic science simply because it is way more boring in real life than Abby Suito ever is. I have re opened my doors to medicine (something I have previously eliminated because it requires loads of memorization) but more on that later. For now a LIST!!

5 Things I’m excited about this fall

5) Halloween: It is and always has been one of my favorite holidays. Free Candy, the chance to dress crazy with no repercussions, and the night of the living dead? Bring it!
4) Ap Euro: Alas finally a class I am truly interested in! The work load is going to be intense but at least I will have a reason to stay awake.

3) The Vogue September issues: since I stated following fashion everything I have been into the year before has magically end up on their “Hot New Trends” page. It’s EPIC! I wonder if it will happen for, like, the fourth time in a row.

2) No longer being a freshman: I was not nearly as bad as everyone said it was going to be but I still kind of sucked. Your social learning curve has to be higher than Everest, so it’s a blessing that it’s finally over.

1) Castle: This summer TV season was barely watchable and dreadfully bland. I need some Nathan Filllion in my life! And this quirky replacement for Pushing Daisies (I my heart that is) might just do the trick.


So this just basically sums up how boring my life is right now. Tell me what you’re looking forward too! I hope it’s more interesting than mine!

Am I the Last Surviving Romantic?

No, seriously. I believe In love so strongly that If someone else doubts It for a second I make it my personal mission to make them feel and believe in it again. The idea that two people can find each other and fall deeply in love and be completely happy together for the rest of their lives is a fast fading notion. The idea’s of love from people I know range anywhere from: Someday my prince will come to marriages should be arranged.
But this while idea of the perfect couple is a myth isn’t without cause. Any piece of media that depicts a “fairy tale” romance is pegged as childish or for women (usually single naive/in denial young women). Like the Romantic Comedy is commonly called the “chick-flick” and romance novels are pegged ad not true literature. The worst thing of all is when people become genuinely surprised when couples have been together for double digits.
How can something so fundamental as love have become a faultless game of hit and miss that is just a game? I don’t get it-I just don’t get it.

Harry Potter and the Half-Blooded Attempt At A Good Film

When one walks into the new installment of a series they- weather they or the filmmakers like it or not- got in with a certain set of expectations. You expect it to be similar to the previous films with the same themes and the characters you know and love, you expect the art, costumes and special effects to be well done, the acting to be suitable and, the script to be adequate, and you expect the directing to be above average, and it to be worth your twelve dollars; most of all you expect it to be good. Not Oscar worthy, but watchable enough to be worth your two hours and a week’s worth of conversation. No matter how hard it tried HP 6 was none of these things.
Movies are rarely as good as their books, but few fail so boldly as Harry Potter without, seemingly, even trying. Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince is a completely standalone film from the rest of the franchise and completely derailed the darker ambiance the movies seems to be slipping into. It was a bright, chipper, and completely random film that seemed like a sister to the ‘Harry Potter’ adventures. (example). It starts out rough, with Harry reading The Daily Prophet in a muggle diner and flirting with a waitress, and then Dumbledore shows up to whisk him off to a random village where they recruit a arm chair as the new potions master, and it rarely gets better from there. It had more awkward moments then a Sacha Baron Cohen film (and arguably more eyebrow raises), and it unsuccessfully tried to be a poignant teen romance film, butinstead fell flat. One of the most frustrating things is that it had this almost there air about it, like every mishap or poorly delivered line was just a speed bump and the movie could only get better from there; I had this feeling until the credits rolled and I sat their staring at the screen in puzzled stupor trying to summon words to say to my companions.
With 652 pages of sublime source material and umpteen amazing actors its hard to imagine how the movie could have gone so horribly off course. It focused- a little more than it should have- on the three main characters and ignored the 15 other supporting characters who make the story what it really is. The three main actors still seem ‘one dimension short of three dimensional’, and they come off shallow and transparent. Its common since that huge chunks of books will be missing from movies but huge chunks of other movies in the franchise, that was just one of the many things that made my hair frizz. Example: WTF, happened to the Order of the Phoenix? So, Tonks and Lupin are married now? That blonde woman with Malfoy is his mom, right? The Weasly twins now have a joke shop?.I could go on and on. They assume you have read the books, allowing them to skip “trivial”conversations and reiterate points that a 10 year old could assume. (Ron’s girlfriend is a psycho- hose beast- WE GET IT) They also deliberately left some of the most phenomenal actors in their ensemble cast, with one line (or less) and then they pop up out of know where. Hagrid, Wormtail, Neville, Lupin and Tonks, Madame Pomfrey, combined had 11 lines. Luscious Malfoy, Mad-eye Moody and the Minstery of Magic were completely absent from the film. I’m glad that Bellatrix, Draco Malfoy and Ginny finally had the chance to expand on their characters but they were too little too late to resurrect this catastrophe. The directing was frustrating, but you could tell that the film was overwhelmed, and needed a life raft. The editing, and cinematography were good, but there were too many sexual double entendres for me to really say anything nice about the writing. (sorry, guys).
This movie had the means and potential to be great, and it will remain one of life’s great mysteries as to how it ended up the way it did. I, a loyal Harry Potter fan since day 1 will still turn out to see the next two in the franchise, though my eyebrows will probably be raised for a week in confused shock, and I may start a riot if the next one embodies the phrase mediocrity as completely as this one did. . You get a A for effort I suppose, but get to work on impressing me (and half the world) next time. Best of Luck, and nice try.
2.5 out of 5 Golden Feathers.

Coldplay: Gods Doesn't Even Begin to Cover It

I saw Coldplay last night and it was the one (if not) the greatest experience of my life. I had like a cosmic mind meld with the band and I was on such a sensory overload I could have done that forever. They have been my favorite band since I was in like the 4^th grade and the last time I saw them was nothing short of horrible( for me- the band was still amazing). So when my mom sprung surprise tickets on me and my friend I was STOKED. I jumped up and down started screaming and everything. Several outfit changes and 24 hours later I was walking into the Home Depot Center for one epic Evening.

The Concert it’s self was amazing. I felt like I was one with them and the concert and I achieved like Zen while I was there. I am still in shock and at a loss for words a day later. They played all my favorite songs (save 2, which they came back on for an encore and did) and I was singing (shamelessly) at the top of my lungs to every song. (They had a random moment where they sang Billy Jean, an improvised love letter to LA,and the drummer (who is quite good) sang, in the audience.) Our seats were great (aside from the pot heads behind us) and I was in awe when they walked right by us. My faveorite moment is hard to pin point because the whole thing was a life time faveorite moment, but it has to be when they shot confetti into the audience during Lovers in Japan (i have a whole bag full of saved confetti), when the ran right by us, or when they sang The Scientist (my personal faveorite song). My least faveorite moment had to be sitting in the three hour gridlock to get their but IT WAS ALL WORTH IT. Being so close to Chris Martin didn't help my Hero-worship/crush but I suppose that comes with the territory. AHHHHHHOMGITWASSOMINDBLOWING. I uploaded all my videos and pictures so you can vicariously live through me. I will not-cannot- write a review for this concert because that would be doing it a disservice saying it can in fact be reviewed. It was just too amazing. 10 bazillion golden feathers out of 5.

Posative Energy and Lipstick Pt. 1

"...all she needs to focus is postive energy and lipstick,"- Mrs. Sakallah (math teacher) on Kye

This comment was made about-not to-me in math today, and it got me thinking. Why is it that I can focus on a 100 Question history exam or a 2 hour lecture on Radiocarbon, but not on a 5 question math quiz? I do have all the classic signs of ADD (it's just part of my charm) but it only seems to be active when ever I'm doing something i don't like-no matter how much I need/want to do it. Is it all in my head or is it actually a symptom. I thought it was my subconscious trying to piss me off, but it goes through phases so i don't think that's it either. Can the mind really control ADD? And if it can doesn't that nullify it as a concrete diagnosis? Long have scientists debated if ADD is an actual phenomenon or just a elaborate excuse for slacking- my theory? I think its a little bit of both. Also, positve energy and lipstick are helpful, but something I am interested in is key.