Brokeback Mountain
I nearly hyperventilated. We got our GCSE results for the first module in Maths, it's too complicated for me to explain but the highest mark one can get is 95. For some odd reason the teacher hadn't said my name until the very end and I'm very high up in the register, so my result was even more of a shock to me. I GOT 95!!;KUHO876T7OU)(*^&&ghP9I86Y9*^%7FGL!!!111. I was thinking 'thank you, thank you, thank you' in my head after it had settled down a bit. I was really hoping for a wonderful mark but I never realised that it would actually be true!
So this gave me a huge determination to go and see Brokeback Mountain whether she liked it or not. It was the first time that I had ever really deserved something. And when I told Mum she just said, "Ok." And this was the last day it would ever be possible to see in the cinema, so aren't I a lucky girl. ;D Heath is so gorgeous, but I really focused on the story. Because it moved quite slowly I could really think about their feelings and how they were acting and why the director did this and that. All the actors were flawless, the emotions were so deep and so much of it was spontaneous and unexpected. I think that Mum enjoyed it (and understood) much more that I did. I was also very lucky because there was quite a large audience. I can't wait to see it again, and am very grateful that I had no idea about the twist at the end - very unpredictable - for someone who spends a lot of the time on the internet. And even with the changes being so gradual, I didn't even notice it - a.mazing! I felt things for the characters and I had time to wonder why, even though there was no action it was still gripping - never ever boring. But unfortunately I didn't cry, I was probably thinking too much, shame that - would've been an even better experience. It was never stupid and that's always something that I hate.
If I ever have a band I'm naming it Wheat Germ. Rock on!
My Grandmother visited us on Sunday and took us out for lunch. I wasn't the happiest of girls, but I was getting a cold. I think that I actually admired my Mother for the first time, I had chosen a meal that I didn't like, and when she asked how it was I subtly nodded and she offered to swap. I don't think she's ever done that before, and she loves her sea bass as Granny disapproved of her giving it to me. Huh. She also admits that she has no clue about technology, which is very true. I then had a panic attack all inside my brain when I realised that I had so much work to get done for so soon. But I sorted that out easily, wasn't as big a deal I had imagined. Thank God. So I'm still on a bit of a high, got an A for Art (even though I have a lot of notes missing) and I'm close to an A*. Got my first ever bad note, but it wasn't rightfully deserved and it wasn't fair because I never got my chance to explain. But I'm good because I didn't stress her even further than she already is, I'm trying to find her the cure for arthritis. I want to really impress her tomorrow, but I'll have to get around to doing some work. Watching Frankenstein. Brilliant. Stupid people should shut up though. I *heart* Maths. I'm making some far out Recycled Jewellery. Biology I love as always. Music pwns. Um. The end.
So this gave me a huge determination to go and see Brokeback Mountain whether she liked it or not. It was the first time that I had ever really deserved something. And when I told Mum she just said, "Ok." And this was the last day it would ever be possible to see in the cinema, so aren't I a lucky girl. ;D Heath is so gorgeous, but I really focused on the story. Because it moved quite slowly I could really think about their feelings and how they were acting and why the director did this and that. All the actors were flawless, the emotions were so deep and so much of it was spontaneous and unexpected. I think that Mum enjoyed it (and understood) much more that I did. I was also very lucky because there was quite a large audience. I can't wait to see it again, and am very grateful that I had no idea about the twist at the end - very unpredictable - for someone who spends a lot of the time on the internet. And even with the changes being so gradual, I didn't even notice it - a.mazing! I felt things for the characters and I had time to wonder why, even though there was no action it was still gripping - never ever boring. But unfortunately I didn't cry, I was probably thinking too much, shame that - would've been an even better experience. It was never stupid and that's always something that I hate.
If I ever have a band I'm naming it Wheat Germ. Rock on!
My Grandmother visited us on Sunday and took us out for lunch. I wasn't the happiest of girls, but I was getting a cold. I think that I actually admired my Mother for the first time, I had chosen a meal that I didn't like, and when she asked how it was I subtly nodded and she offered to swap. I don't think she's ever done that before, and she loves her sea bass as Granny disapproved of her giving it to me. Huh. She also admits that she has no clue about technology, which is very true. I then had a panic attack all inside my brain when I realised that I had so much work to get done for so soon. But I sorted that out easily, wasn't as big a deal I had imagined. Thank God. So I'm still on a bit of a high, got an A for Art (even though I have a lot of notes missing) and I'm close to an A*. Got my first ever bad note, but it wasn't rightfully deserved and it wasn't fair because I never got my chance to explain. But I'm good because I didn't stress her even further than she already is, I'm trying to find her the cure for arthritis. I want to really impress her tomorrow, but I'll have to get around to doing some work. Watching Frankenstein. Brilliant. Stupid people should shut up though. I *heart* Maths. I'm making some far out Recycled Jewellery. Biology I love as always. Music pwns. Um. The end.