We skipped a light fandango...
So today I finished one of my 4,000 word assignments for Media Communication, and I have done no work since about three o'clock. Should I feel guilty? Probably not. Do I? Heck yes. Gosh darn you, ZWING! Why must you not be on when it's public holiday times? Damn you Queen, also. This is completely your fault. Don't I deserve to be in your Birthday Honors? Don't I? It probably wouldn't do me much good if I called you a lazy sow, would it?
Now I'm going a little stir crazy. I'm bouncy off the walls. I go away, and then have a cup of tea, then sit down to do some serious study for a few hours, but then the mail arrives, with my new Empire, its shrink wrap just begging to be torn open. Cut to two hours later... That is one sufficiently well read magazine.
Nothing especially going on around here. I'm a little bored, to be honest. I'm listening to the soundtrack to "The Big Chill". Motown soothes me more than tea, I think. Well, I kinda left the bag in a while by accident. It was pretty strong. And I'm still feeling a lack of motivation for exams. I look at it this way: I've got 32 out of a possible 40 for my Fundamentals of Criminal Law, so my exam is worth 60%. I need to get 18 to get me my blessed 50% pass mark. Everything after that is gangbusters. So it's pretty tough to get really worried about the exams. I need to get less than 30% on the final exam to pass the dratted subject. Does this speak to a lack of ambition on my part? Maybe. I'm just happy to be passing. I'd be so happy with a GPA of 5. I really would. I find Law to be completely impenetrable, mind numbing and despicably entertaining to study. I love it dearly. <3
I went and saw Shrek The Third yesterday. I wasn't really all that impressed. Puss in Boots is still funny. Shrek and Donkey aren't. Were they ever, really? Shrek The First was an awesome film! Shrek II was fun. Shrek III is just 90 minutes that feels like 120 and nothing much happens. Except I was inspired to plot out a version of the Arthurian legend set in a high school. Seriously. It could work. Arthur could be poor and the football coaches adopted son, but the wise old janitor could take him under his wing and teach him magic and so and so and he could pull some kind of a ….sword….from a …stone, that would make him captain of the team. I don't know how that would work. Steal a trophy from a rival team. A trophy sword from the Stone School. I don't know. Shut up. But he could make everyone on the team equal, and they could sit at a round cafeteria table and Guinevere ("Gwen") could be the head cheerleader and she could cheat on Arthur with Lance, the quarterback, and as a result the perfect team could lose in the final. (© Aleithiometer Pictures 2007). So I formulated all of this while Shrek the Third played out. Can you tell I was a little bored? That's not to say that the film is without any kind of diversion. Snow White as a kamikaze ninja mage was pretty rad, and having a narcoleptic Sleeping Beauty is a little fun, for the first few times. And having Merlin as a whacked out hippie could have backfired much, much more than it actually did. Eric Idle rules. I guess the main problem with Shrek is a serious lack on investment on my part. I don't care about Shrek. Or Donkey. Or anyone else in this film, for that matter. Justin Timberlake, you might be well on your way to be being the Prince of the Naughties, but hot damn, you have a pansy voice. I'm far too mature to be making a "wait till your balls drop" joke. Damn.