Caribbean blue..
I want to dance again - I haven't danced in a really long time. And it seems like that because I don't take dance anymore (or this year), and it's a weird feeling. I feel like I'm missing something, no matter how small, from my life.
But I really want to do : pilates, classical/ballroom dancing (again! I was too young to appreciate it before), and spanish lessons, and hip hop. But I can't hold that down with a volunteer position, a student council position, and a job. It's unpossible! Haha. Well, I can't choose either. I mean.. I want to REALLY REALLY do 3 out of the 4, but I don't think I have time? I wish I did. Maybe in a few months. I can't forget this though.
I'm looking out for good deals on pilates lessons, and I want to check out Main St. Dance for Ballroom dancing, and spanish lessons my mom is calling about.
Hip hop.. meh. Been there, done that, can krump or whatever lol, so I'm set. Maybe I could actually not do the Spanish lessons, but I would like to.
Today's 9-4 was a little brutal because we were unpacking in the back where there is a lack of air, wind, and light. It was sweaty and my eyes were strained and it was pretty much just gross and frustrating because I have no idea where anything is yet lol, but I guess this is a really good way to learn.
Tomorrow I have a 10-7 shift - brutality alert! But, also, incoming money alert! Haha. Yeah, I think it's considered a holiday or something, so I'm getting holiday pay (is that time and a half? I'm not sure), and yay that makes Arina happy. And Arina likes kids haha, and she's working kids tomorrow - so she likes that too.
I think I'll retype my English essay tonight because I don't want my million loads of homework all being done on Monday. Because I'm a tank like that.
Yesterday me and Megan went to Thomas's afterschool for like an hour/half an hour, then trekked our way to Lick's, and Video Library and then back to my house to watch If Only and Bring It On: All or Nothing. Watching these two movies, and then deciding which was better was like picking the lesser of two evils. If Only was a HORRIBLE MOVIE.
If Only: Starts out with a predictably cheesy scene between 2 people in a comfy bed in England. The girl is American, the guy is from England originally (as can be told by his accent). He goes to work, and she rushes in, bringing him a folder and fucking up his presentation. He gets angry, and thinks about if the relationship is working. She does a concert (she's studying violin and it's the graduation concert), and after they go to dinner. He tells her, "I want to perservere with us. I adore you", and typically (and predicted by Megan) the girl says, "I don't want to be adored, I want to be loved." Semantics aside, she gets into a cab and leaves. As he runs after her, he watches the cab t-boned by another car. Swoosh to the hospital scene with words like "I can't believe she's not here anymore", etc.
Then, he wakes up. Gets scared because previously dreamed-of dead girlfriend is hugging him. Freaks out - then gets comforted. Still has a sick feeling about something going wrong. Whole day goes by again, and a cab driver tells him to appreciate his girlfriend. Then, blah blah blah, there's a sex scene (awkward!)(I predicted it lol!), and then they BOTH get in a cab after their dinner, and A CAR HITS IT AND HE DIES.
WTFBBQ.
I WAS SO UPSET. I WAS LIKE "THIS IS NOT A REAL CHICK FLICK AND CANNOT BE LABELLED AND THOUGHT OF AS SUCH". PEOPLE ARE EXPECTING A FEEL GOOD ROMANTIC COMEDY NOT A FREAKING LESSON THAT "LOVE SURVIVES DEATH". OKAY?! IF THEY WANT THAT LESSON THEN THEY CAN WATCH AN ACTUAL QUALITY FUCKING MOVIE WITH A FUCKING CONTEXT AND MEANING INSTEAD OFSHITTY ACTRESSES LIKE JENNIFER LOVE HEWITT.
RAGE ANGER GRARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
Conclusion : Crappiest movie of my life. If I had enough time in my life to sue these sons of bitches, I would. Who comes up with crap like this? I WAS LOOKING FOR A ROMANTIC COMEDY/STUPID CHICK FLICK, NOT THE FUCKING MEANING OF LIFE. GOD!
I'm not even going to do a review for Bring It On. The point of it is racism in the lowliest, racism-promoting, discrminating, little-white-girl-goes-black, way. That's all it is. Really. The routines aren't even that good, and the acting is even worse.
The first one was way better.
BUT. Still, this movie was better then If Only, which is a piece of martian manure.
Anyway, I'm tired and I don't really have anything exciting to announce. I like Enya. And dancing. They both make me full of happy hormones.
But I really want to do : pilates, classical/ballroom dancing (again! I was too young to appreciate it before), and spanish lessons, and hip hop. But I can't hold that down with a volunteer position, a student council position, and a job. It's unpossible! Haha. Well, I can't choose either. I mean.. I want to REALLY REALLY do 3 out of the 4, but I don't think I have time? I wish I did. Maybe in a few months. I can't forget this though.
I'm looking out for good deals on pilates lessons, and I want to check out Main St. Dance for Ballroom dancing, and spanish lessons my mom is calling about.
Hip hop.. meh. Been there, done that, can krump or whatever lol, so I'm set. Maybe I could actually not do the Spanish lessons, but I would like to.
Today's 9-4 was a little brutal because we were unpacking in the back where there is a lack of air, wind, and light. It was sweaty and my eyes were strained and it was pretty much just gross and frustrating because I have no idea where anything is yet lol, but I guess this is a really good way to learn.
Tomorrow I have a 10-7 shift - brutality alert! But, also, incoming money alert! Haha. Yeah, I think it's considered a holiday or something, so I'm getting holiday pay (is that time and a half? I'm not sure), and yay that makes Arina happy. And Arina likes kids haha, and she's working kids tomorrow - so she likes that too.
I think I'll retype my English essay tonight because I don't want my million loads of homework all being done on Monday. Because I'm a tank like that.
Yesterday me and Megan went to Thomas's afterschool for like an hour/half an hour, then trekked our way to Lick's, and Video Library and then back to my house to watch If Only and Bring It On: All or Nothing. Watching these two movies, and then deciding which was better was like picking the lesser of two evils. If Only was a HORRIBLE MOVIE.
If Only: Starts out with a predictably cheesy scene between 2 people in a comfy bed in England. The girl is American, the guy is from England originally (as can be told by his accent). He goes to work, and she rushes in, bringing him a folder and fucking up his presentation. He gets angry, and thinks about if the relationship is working. She does a concert (she's studying violin and it's the graduation concert), and after they go to dinner. He tells her, "I want to perservere with us. I adore you", and typically (and predicted by Megan) the girl says, "I don't want to be adored, I want to be loved." Semantics aside, she gets into a cab and leaves. As he runs after her, he watches the cab t-boned by another car. Swoosh to the hospital scene with words like "I can't believe she's not here anymore", etc.
Then, he wakes up. Gets scared because previously dreamed-of dead girlfriend is hugging him. Freaks out - then gets comforted. Still has a sick feeling about something going wrong. Whole day goes by again, and a cab driver tells him to appreciate his girlfriend. Then, blah blah blah, there's a sex scene (awkward!)(I predicted it lol!), and then they BOTH get in a cab after their dinner, and A CAR HITS IT AND HE DIES.
WTFBBQ.
I WAS SO UPSET. I WAS LIKE "THIS IS NOT A REAL CHICK FLICK AND CANNOT BE LABELLED AND THOUGHT OF AS SUCH". PEOPLE ARE EXPECTING A FEEL GOOD ROMANTIC COMEDY NOT A FREAKING LESSON THAT "LOVE SURVIVES DEATH". OKAY?! IF THEY WANT THAT LESSON THEN THEY CAN WATCH AN ACTUAL QUALITY FUCKING MOVIE WITH A FUCKING CONTEXT AND MEANING INSTEAD OFSHITTY ACTRESSES LIKE JENNIFER LOVE HEWITT.
RAGE ANGER GRARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
Conclusion : Crappiest movie of my life. If I had enough time in my life to sue these sons of bitches, I would. Who comes up with crap like this? I WAS LOOKING FOR A ROMANTIC COMEDY/STUPID CHICK FLICK, NOT THE FUCKING MEANING OF LIFE. GOD!
I'm not even going to do a review for Bring It On. The point of it is racism in the lowliest, racism-promoting, discrminating, little-white-girl-goes-black, way. That's all it is. Really. The routines aren't even that good, and the acting is even worse.
The first one was way better.
BUT. Still, this movie was better then If Only, which is a piece of martian manure.
Anyway, I'm tired and I don't really have anything exciting to announce. I like Enya. And dancing. They both make me full of happy hormones.