Monday, January 31, 2011

Slumdog Millionaire

Yes, I watched an R-rated movie. :0 However, in my defense, this movie is SO amazing! I loved it. I never like trusting my instincts on a movie from first impression, because I tend to get caught up in the story, and the suspense, and all. So, I decided to watch this one again! (this time I let my parents join me) ;) I'd been talking about it a lot, so my mom was extremely curious.

The story starts with Jamal Malik being interrogated by the police, and you find out that he was arrested for cheating on "Who Want's to be a Millionaire?". The movie proceeds to have flashbacks to his life in the slums, and how he knew the answers. (Because, after all, he did NOT cheat, he just knew the answers :D)

The story of his life is so..Sad..he really had a tragic childhood. And the tragedies kept happening. Yet, somehow, he came out of it as a really smart young man who always told the truth, was honorable, and, in my opinion, truly good. Sure, he committed some crimes like stealing, and such, but he was a starving kid in harsh circumstances! It amazes me how good he is for all that! Almost completely opposite of his brother...but we won't go into that.

My favorite part of the movie is the story about Jamal and Latika, the love of his life. I won't tell you more in case you haven't seen it, but I will say, that their love struck me as so pure, and innocent, and so beautiful! How did something so beautiful slip out of such ugly situations? You truly want to see these two characters end up happy, which isn't always true in a movie.

I'm not sure what I really expected from this movie...I admit I felt like I was being naughty while setting up to watch it the first time. (No one else was around to say I couldn't, so...;)) Then I got swept up in the story and the music-Oh! The MUSIC!!! I just HAD to buy the soundtrack! I now listen to it like...all the time! I love soundtracks, when they are really important in the storyline, you can just listen to the music, and you can relive the emotions you felt during the film without having to watch the whole movie..and this music is so wonderful!)-anyway...I got sidetracked. :) Oh! what I was expecting...I think I thought that, since it was rated R, it would be way worse than any of the PG-13 movies I have seen. I was pleasantly surprised. There is some pretty intense language in places, but that does not dominate the movie. I did notice that only the 'bad' people swore. Jamal and Latika never did. I thought that was sort of a nice distinction.

So..I guess I would say that Slumdog Millionaire has made it into my list of favorite movies, and I would recommend it to anyone old enough to appreciate it. :)

Saturday, January 29, 2011

A dream is a wish your heart makes.

Okay, dreams. Mine. Dreams, as in, goals, aspirations, ambitions, whatever you want to call them. Things/events/feelings that I have at one time wanted so badly I thought it was my destiny. Or Future. Or hazy vision in the never-happening picture. You get the idea. Obviously I would have way to many of these to remember or recount here on this blog, so we'll stick with the top...10? We'll see how many I can think of that are worth mentioning...if any are :D

1. Secretary. This is what I wanted to be for the longest time! (I was like...8 or 9) I had no clue what secretary's actually had to do, of course, but I had the most fun sitting at my tiny desk, with my broken phone, snatching it up on the first 'ring' (there was no sound) and using my business-like voice to announce the Godiva agency...whatever that was. I think I knew it was a chocolate brand...*shrug*. Many happy days/hours were spent in this endless activity.

2. Detective. I think I still secretly have a dream to be a detective. I love mysteries, I love being the one who finds the answer, and, honestly? I love the trench coat with hat and sunglasses. Not that that's what detectives wear...
Yes, I studied in the detective book. I had my bag of tools, complete with magnifying glass and map..rope (sadly no handcuffs) and a newspaper. (to hide behind while stalking a suspect, of course!) I read all the Trixie Belden books. I was so jealous of her! She had a best friend who lived next door, who was also a millionaire (so convenient), a secret club, Jim, (I was SO in love with him...lol) and she had all these exciting adventures!!! I tell ya, it was the life any 13-year-old could wish for. ;)

3. Dancer. I worked very hard at dance for a few years. I didn't actually start taking classes until 4th grade, but I always felt like I was good at it. I thought I would go to college, major in dance, get into a big company, be cool like that. I've rather given up on this dream. It makes me really sad, sometimes, but I just don't think I want to do it. Not that I couldn't. It would just be a LOT of work, since I haven't worked that hard at it the past couple of years...I still love dance a lot! But the need to dance just isn't there anymore...:'(

4. Actor. Still dreaming about this one. Sometimes I do get the chance to act, but it isn't very often. Right now I'm mostly thinking about theater as a career, but I haven't decided. I guess the ability to make people believe you are something that you are not, to make the character come to life in a new way for people, is just SO thrilling, and nothing can beat it. I haven't exactly accomplished this thrilling thing yet, but I want to. Really bad. I just..haven't had the role yet. I mean, the biggest role I've had was Juliet,(which was huge, really) and I was 14. I didn't have a clue how to act!

5. Singer. I've always wondered how much better of a singer I would be with voice lessons. As a child I didn't have them, because I was told it was bad to start training so young. I do not believe this. Maybe it isn't the best sound when you are a child, but when ya get older, boy, does the sound come out nice! Okay, so I can sing, right? But I never feel like I'm doing it right. Maybe everyone feels that way.

6. To be able to do the splits...still haven't gotten this one..not the splay kind, anyway. I can do front splits easy-peasy. But splay? Nope. That one hurts. :( I made a new years resolution to stretch every day for 15 minutes for the splits...that lasted 3 days. Oh well. There's still 11 months in the year. I've got time. I think.

7. Hmm..I'm running out of dreams...lets go back to childhood...what did I want to be..? An artist! aHA! Bob Ross. He was one cool dude. I watched his show, then tried to imitate. With interesting results. I soon discovered that painting was not my calling. (Did I ever mention that I was/am not the most patient person when it comes to self improvement? Yeah. That's me.) I still like painting sometimes, but I'm no way going to make a career out of it or anything. No genius potential here.

8. Forensic Pathologist. Ew, gross, why? Yes I know those are most peoples reactions, but, believe it or not, I think this career is really cool! It sortof goes with the whole detective thing, and I loved biology. However...it takes like...13 years of college and school and internships before you can actually start working! And it expensive! And I do NOT like chemistry...and I don't think I could be a doctor...this dream is most likely on the no-can-do list. Oh well. :) I still think it's interesting!

9. Writer. I've never really written a story. I've had some ideas, but I've never took the initiative to actually sit and write them. I usually get one page done, and don't move on. What do they call that? Writers Block? Not sure that's what I have..maybe I just lack ambition or talent or time...probably a combination. :)

10. Last dream...Go to college! Yes. I am working on this one very hard. I'm not worried about getting into college at all, but I do worry about going to the RIGHT college. Still trying to figure that out. I just don't know what I want to DO yet!!!

Well...I've had lots of other random dreams. Wish I could think of them, because some of these aren't that great, but..well, it's a piece of me. :) They are not in order at all... oh well. You get the idea of how diverse my interests are!

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Why I don't review books

I have tried. I think...I have started. I write one paragraph and then the project overwhelms me and I delete my progress, putting an abrupt end to all attempts. I guess I just never feel like anyone would want to know what I have to say about a book. Maybe this comes from being the youngest of 5 egotistical readers who love to tell me their own opinions, thus I'm never sure what my own opinions are. I don't mean that I conform to my siblings opinions all the time- -no no. Lets just say that I am so influenced that I never am sure, when I DO form an opinion, if the reason was my own or my sisters. I don't know if I'll ever be able to think for myself. I should probably try it more often, just to practice so that someday I can really and truly think for myself, without hearing voices of people in my head..it gets creepy having people in your head, believe me!

Anyway. Books. I love them. I have discovered an intense hunger to read multiple classics and such. What I miss now is being free to do so without neglecting all my other duties. Ahhh for April to get here! I'm supposed to be choreographing today. Grr. Didn't I say a couple of times already that I was going to just go and get it over with? Well, here I am, writing another blog post, and still. No choreography done. I. Am. So. Lame. Ha.Ha.

I like history. I like fancy dresses. I like long hair. (I wish my hair was long. It was. It would be. It will be again. This summer I just HAD to find out what I looked like with short hair, what I could do with it, etc. Yeah. Well, I found out, and it is definitely not my best look nor is it my favorite thing to do to myself. I miss my long flowing curls..especially since 2 weeks after my hair cut I got all obsessed with medieval dresses and historical looks. Yup. I made a dress, and when I wore it, it looked like someone else should be wearing it who had better hair! It was depressing. But it is growing now, so end of point.)

To continue= I like flutes. Or flute-like instruments. I play a recorder..sortof. I'm not very good at it. I always wanted to play flute, but I've sort of given up that dream. I play piano instead :D
I like singing. I like dancing. I like acting. Don't get to a whole lot. :(
I like sleeping. Wait, I take that back. I hate sleeping. Wait, I take that back to. It's a hate/love relationship. You can't do things while you are sleeping, and you can't sleep if you are doing things. Grrr this is frustrating me so lets move on.

I like reading. I like writing. I like thinking. Sortof. Wait, no. I do not like thinking. Well, I like thinking sometimes. There. Lets go with that.

I should probably stop doing this post. I'm finding it depressing. Maybe next time we'll discuss my past dreams and where I went with them. Hahahaha this is going to be funny!!!

Saturday, January 22, 2011

and then there was a frozen pizza...

I have consumed 2 frozen pizzas this week. well, not whole pizzas, of course. That would be gross! But I ate my fair half tonight, and the one before that I had 3/8 of it! So maybe I've just about eaten one by myself...haply I shall have more tomorrow. I don't want to cook anymore. Although it is fun. Take last night, for example: I made fish sandwiches(those little frozen fish squares that you bake on both sides and then eat with bun and ketchup//) and then I thought OH! We could have potatoes! Because, believe me, I know how to cook potatoes! They're like..my fav! So I made some (if you don't mind ME saying so) REALLY YUMMY RIPPLE CHIPS! [thats what I call potatoes that you grate into the shape of potato chips, then you cover with olive oil, salt, and basil, then you bake them till their crispy on the edges!] I made them really well. Trudi will be jealous. (she likes them crispy..mom never leaves them in long enough. Dad was late, though, so I staid them in the oven for longer than I intended. Then we ate in the living room - watching John Wayne. "Chisum", to be precise. Oh, then tonight we watched "Hondo". I tell ya, I am being educated this week! And apparently dad doesn't like waiting to eat supper when there's a John Wayne movie to be seen - both times he's was like "Lets eat in the living room!" Which I have no problem with-I like eating in the living room while watching movies. It's just funny.

Today I made soup for lunch. Well, I didn't make the soup, I just heated it up. Mom had frozen some of her aMAZing chicken-rice soup. I LOVE IT SO MUCH! Anyway..

Today I cleaned. The top and bottom floors of the house. (I skipped the middle floor). Well, I think it was cleaning, anyway. I vacuumed the floor. I did not dust. I did not scrub. I just vacuumed. Then I went and cleaned the office. Usually all I do is vacuum and dump the garbage, but today I had to do it all by myself. Yep. Cleaned the bathrooms. Even the mens. Ew urinals are gross. Disgusting. And we will go not further on that distasteful subject, IF you don't mind!

I got the cd with my dance songs on it this week. I was totally bummed that no one was here to share my joy. *hint hint*. :) But I've had fun listening to them! And avoiding choreographing jazz dances for evil little kids...not that they are really evil. I just don't feel like choreographing. Can't wait until April! But it will come sooner if I choreograph now, won't it? Yes. I will believe that although I can see without opening my eyes that that sentence was completely illogical and wanting of sensible thinking. WHATEVER! I just need to give myself a pep talk and your lectures are NOT helping. Whatsoever. Haha had to get my word play in there.

Monday, January 17, 2011

Lippy Luster

There is a certain joy and pride that arises in one's mental soul with the application of a delicious coat of lip gloss. The thought process could be perceived to go something like this:

ALERT!!! *red lights flashing and sirens screaming* My LIPS ARE DRYING OUT!!! (scandalous and painful)

Thinking, thinking...Oh Yes! Lip gloss to the rescue!!!

Application: Ahhhh yes much better. Smooth, Shimmer, Shine...oh wait! SPARKLES!!!

Yes, I do love my lip gloss. However, I always feel the need to put chap stick on first. Why? Because then my lips don't dry out as fast, and, in MY opinion, then the lip gloss doesn't 'soak in' as quickly and then you have the joyful moments of blissful shimmer for that tiny bit longer, before you must re-apply the moisturizing sparkles and flavor once again.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Archaic Animosity related to Steady Steadfastness

...Not sure where I was going with the title, but let me assure you it was fun!

I was thinking...

and then I was thinking...

and then I thought WAIT A MINUTE!!! This is wasting my time.

So I decided to write a blog post where I put down whatever I think of.

This doesn't necessarily have to make sense. ~Welcome to my world.

Did you know I like monkeys? And I don't mean the band, even though it was my Mom's favorite band in like..the 60's. They sang a song I know...I can't think of it right now, though. *shrug*.

My cat is sweet. I watched " i ROBOT" this afternoon. That was a weird movie. I liked it though. Anyway, my cat sat by me on the couch, fell asleep, purred, let me pet her..it was sweet. The best was that she showed up right after the scene where Will Smith's character saves the cat from the demolition robot..anyway, the cat in the movie really reminded me of my Bootsy, so I was missing her. Then she showed uP! it was like..meant to be. *wink*

Now I'm waiting for the Gopher's to lose so Dad and I can watch a movie. We are going to watch the "Nanny Diaries". Not my favorite movie, but Dad seems to like it...plus, the Harvard Hottie is not something I readily turn down. *double wink* And, since my mom and sister are vacationing in Italy(SO not fair), it's nice to spend some time with Dad. So, lots of movies and popcorn. I wish there was pop. But there is ice cream...and iceberg lettuce. My mommy loves meeee!! *wink wink wink*

Okay. I will stop with the winking. :(

I'd better go. I'm planning to read "The Count of Monte Cristo" in the next 8 days. That means I have to read like...78 pages a day. Not bad, really. Should be really doable. If I do it. That would take me actually doing something that I set out to do, and that doesn't always work out the best..I wish it did. I will read that book! (I love it, even though I haven't read it. I know the story.)

I also started sewing a costume vest today. Should be very pretty...I hope. I'm making it with three different colors. And it takes boning. Why? Don't ask me, I don't know. At least I found some boning in the sewing room. No clue how it got there, but I was pleased. Pleased. I like that word. Pleased. Has a nice, smug ring to it. I think I'll use it again: Pleased. Ha! That just gave me a thrill!!!

Yup I'm annoying you now so I shall leave. *tear tear*. Oh, don't cry! I'll be back soon!!! *winkwinkwinkwinkwinkwinkwinkwinkwinkwink* Whew!

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Dream of the Day

Okay, multiple dreams. Here's a few:

~Get through tomorrow without freaking out or getting crabby. Lately it's been pretty much impossible to avoid one if not both, but we'll see.

~Pass my ACT test with really high scores - when I take it, which I don't know exactly when that will be...within a couple of months, I should think!

~Successfully work hard and achieve all my goals in my school work. Hey! I have to study up! And...well, I've not been doing as well as I would like to lately. :(

~Accomplish the task of teaching 83 small children at least 2 routines of dance each by the middle of April. !!!

~Make it until the end of April without screaming. No explanation required.

Okay, I have a LOT more important dreams than that, and frankly, I'd prefer not to think about these ones at all. However, this is my life right now, and whenever I think about it I go into a panic mode, and I hate that. Yes, hate. And it's making me mad. So, hopefully I can get through it all, and the end of April will be such a HAPPY TIME FOR ME!!! (Ahhh, yes. All finished up by Easter - which is my favorite HolyDay - although Christmas is a pretty close tie. ;)