"...and may the odds be ever in your favor!"

As The Hunger Games continues to garner fame and readers, I relish in the fact that people are starting to [rightly] love it.  Alongside Harry Potter [Yes, alongside.  Yes, I know what this means] it is one of my favourite book series of all times.  The movie is set to come out next March [AHHH SO SOON!] and, if you have read it, you know that it is absolutely amazing movie material.

To give you a little baby summary, I'll do so now.  The Hunger Games takes place in the future, after humans have done stupid human things and the world has had a whole bunch of earthquakes and such.  America is left in a pitiful state, divided into 12 districts [technically 13] and the Capitol.  The Capitol controls everything and the Districts are each in charge of something important that they provide for the Capitol.  Seafood, District 4.  Electronics, District 3, etc.

Too much exposition?  Perhaps, but I'll continue.  To keep the Districts from rebelling, the Capitol holds this thing called the Hunger Games each year.  The concept is this: two 'tributes' from each district [a boy and a girl] from the ages of 12 to 18, are put in a lottery of sorts.  Whoever's name gets called, they HAVE to participate in the games.  What are the games?  The games are where the teenagers are entered into an arena, and they have to fight to the death until only one tribute is left.

So, each year, 23 tributes don't come home.  Tears all around.  The story begins with our heroine, Katniss Everdeen [Just ignore the name; apparently in the future people have no gift in naming children.], who is 16 and totally awesome.  She lives in District 12, [which is conveniently enough is in the Appalachian mountains, so *HOLLA* we live in District 12] the poorest and most disadvantaged district, with her mom and her younger sister Prim, who is basically her life.  After her dad died in a mining accident, her mom became unresponsive, so she has had to become the sole provider for her family; learning how to illegally hunt and forage, because, food is scarce and death by starvation is often. But, hunting all her life has made her a noob with boys and she has the social skills of a piranha.

SO, when the reaping comes to draw the names for this year's Hunger Games tributes, whose name is called but 12 year old Prim.  And of course, Katniss steps up to the plate and volunteers because she knows she has a better chance of survival, and we don't want Prim to die.  She has a cat named Buttercup.  He literally wins the series.  No, really.  Like, you have-no-idea sort of literally.

If you think, "but how can this be interesting?  Who wants to read this?" I assure you, um, it's awesome.  The pacing is phenomenal, and you will literally finish the book within a good 3 hours because you can not put it down.  It draws you in and does not let you go.  You'll love it like your second child.  You'll want to marry it, forever.  You'll re-read it right after you read it the first time!  And there isn't even any wizards!  And the book is still awesome!  HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE?!


Now, read on, for the movie has yet to be cast, so I'm going to take it upon myself to do the process.  So, without further ado, let the casting begin, and may the odds be ever in your favour!

Katniss Everdeen

Official artwork of Katniss

OKAY, so I have two choices.  Okay, so I actually have a thousand choices.  BUT, I've brought it down to these two.  And ironically enough, my two choices are the front runners.  For the record:  Katniss is 16 year old girl, with long dark hair that she wears in a boring plait down her back, has olive skin and grey eyes, and a thin body.  OH, AND SHE DOESN'T SHAVE HER LEGS.*  [ewwww...]  Apparently razors are a luxury in District 12.

*I mean, she has better things to do than shave her legs, but, as someone who is perpetually disturbed by hair, I get the grossies.

Haliee Stienfield

She literally looks just like Katniss.  At first I didn't like her, but the more I look at her the more I think, "that's it, it is."  She's too smiley, and not very fierce looking, but apparently she's awesome in True Grit, and if girl can act, then I have no objections.  A few things though; she's 14, which is rather young.  Not only are there child labor laws to dance with, but if Pettyfer, who is a lovely 21, gets Peeta, then it'll get squicky real quick.  I have a solution to this in my Peeta casting, but I still want Pettyfer more than anything.  Guys, she's so perfect.  Look at the picture; look at her;  look at the picture; look at her.  She can act and she looks just like her.  Make it happen Hollywood.

Jennifer Lawrence

Well, no, I don't necessary like her.  Apparently she can act as well, like Oscar nomination act, and on that matter, I feel confident in her abilities.  And as an actress [HAR], acting is what's most important to me.  BUT, according to a very large rumor from a reliable source, she delivered like none other, and she's already landed the role; they're just working out the little stuff.  So, I'll have to start liking her if that be the case.

The only thing I disagree with, a lot, is her look.  She's very blond and very curvy and she's also 20.  Today I was thinking, "OMG that's so old" but then, I thought, "OMG I'm 20," so now I'm okay with it.  What I'm not okay with is that she's almost too hot for Katniss; too buxom and curvy.  You can't tell here because I picked the most natural photo I could find, but she is very womanly looking.  BUT, after all, this is film, and there is such thing as making her look legit, AND she'd look great across from Pettyfer.

Peeta Mellark

Offical Artwork of Peeta

The leading male, he's described as having blond hair that falls in waves, and blue eyes.  He's also stocky/strong and quite handsome.  He's the baker's son and he is gifted at frosting AND painting.  A gifted speaker, he's extremely nice; and sweet, and thoughtful...and I just want to spend a lot of time with him in some caves.  Or on the beach.  ;)

Alex Pettyfer

MMM.

MMMMMM.

MMMMMMM.

There has never been a man more handsome to walk upon this earth.  Part of me thinks I want him cast so I can oggle him forever.  A lot of people don't want him because he's a "bad actor."  But, I think he's alright; he's not fabulous, but he's not bad.  Peeta isn't quite as conflicted as everyone else [ignoring the 3rd book], and from what I've seen of Pettyfer, he could do it.  He's 21, so he would be great across from Lawrence.  I think he'd look too old across from Stienfield; but every part of my being wants the two of them to have the parts.  Yet again, he looks like the character, he can act decently, so, why ever not Hollywood?

Saying this though, he's said to have an attrocious attitude and be an absolute diva.  Although it is acting, Peeta is a far cry from moody and divalicious.  So, it depends on if the rumors are true, if he has sweetness somewhere and if he can play that.

Josh Hutcherson

Yeah, this is the little guy who was on Firehouse Dog and Bridge to Terabithia.  He's a good 18, so just around perfect, and when I first saw him for the casting, part of me just thought, that wouldn't be so bad.  Make him blond, and I think he looks a lot like Peeta.  And he can act in that whole self-deprecating, adorable way that makes me love Peeta so much.  He's a lot like Peeta and that' something I can appreciate, unlike Mr. Diva above. [it may not be true though!]   I dunno, I want Stienfield and Pettyfer, and maybe this'll happen.  But I want Hutcherson, because he's so like Peeta!  And he'd look marvy next to Haliee.  AH, DECISIONS.

And of course, these two are ironically the big name players in the running.  SO, basically, all I do is win.

But, the way I look at it is like this:
Hailee and Josh
Jennifer and Alex

If you want it to be about the sexy times and eye candy with a side of acting, go for the latter.  If you want to go for legits and cannon power charm, go for the former.  I want the former, naturally, but the latter isn't as bad as I put it, and I CAN'T DECIDE. AH.

Gale Hawthorn

Gale is Katniss' very best friend.  His dad died the same mining accident as Katniss' dad, and they have hunted together since she was 11, helping each other and exchanging knowledge.  Gale is 18, and he has back hair and dark eyes, and is often mistaken for Katniss' cousin.  He helps take good care of her family, and he's gifted with traps.

In general, I'm not all that fond of Gale.  Part of this may be because I thought he was a girl before we met him, because he has the exact same name as my mom.  Then I was like, OH WAIT, HE'S A GUY.  He's also sort of angry and moody, and I don't have the patience for it.  I mean, Katniss is moody enough, and she's the narrator, so we get plenty of the mood, thanks.

Ben Barnes

When I first saw Ben Barnes' photo I thought YES, YES AND YES.  LIKE, YES.  I kid you not, the entire time I read the book I saw Ben Barnes face.  He is Gale.  I haven't seen Prince Caspian but from the trailer, he looks like he has plenty of fire to play Mr. Hawthorn.  And, not to mention, if he was able to give a character to anything from The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe series, I'll give him 8 stars, because the source material is about as useful for developing character as a tiny guitar and a bag of marshmallows is to a dolphin.

See, a tiny guitar and a bag of marshmallows is completely useless to a dolphin!  Like C.S. Lewis' "literature" is useless to an actor trying to develop character.  Because the characters are flat!  Gets it?  I'm done.

Haymitch Abernathy

Haymitch is Katniss' very, very, very drunk mentor, and former victor of the Hunger Games.  He's described as sort of fat and paunchy and he does things like get drunk and sleep with a knife.  He was handsome when he was younger, but now, he's just gross.  But I still think he's hot.  And, in this universe, I would totally marry Haymitch.  Is he an alcoholic jerk?  YES.  Do I care, in this hypothetical, fictional situation?  NO.  He eventually raises geese as a hobby when he isn't drinking.

Robert Downey Jr.

I am so, so glad I have found this picture of Robert Downey Jr. Cause ya'll; that is Haymitch.  Haymitch is snarky and mean, yet loveable, and I have been petitioning for RDJ since I first saw the suggestion.  Like, he has to be it.  As this picture attests, he has that drunk, rugged, "I live in my own feces" thing down pat.

Effie Trinket
Effie is Katniss' escort of sorts who meticulously plans everything.  She has a pink wig, and wears tailored clothes with high heals, and has the fortune to be from the Capitol.  She's very bubbly, and very blind to the injustices of the Hunger Games as she has lived with them as an entertainment source for all of her privileged life.  She's not always bright and she thinks she's always helping out Katniss and Peeta.  OH and she has a ridiculous accent.

Allison Janey

Up until today, I have wanted Elizabeth Banks.  I hated her on Scrubs but something tells me she could play Effie well.  She just looks right or something.  BUT THEN, I read Allison Janey.  You know, Penny's mom in Hairspray.  "Devil child, devil child, devil child."  UM, YES.  The thing about Effie is that she's hilarious; but in that "I'm stupid and I don't know" it sort of way.  Kristen Chenoweth is wanted by everyone but I just cannot see it.   I think my idea of Effie may be different, because I see her around the same age as Haymitch, who is at least 40, and everyone else seems to see her as younger.  Allison Janey, YOU HAVE MY VOTE.  I mean, can't you just see her with a pink wig saying, "It's a big, big day!"?  UM, YES YOU CAN.

Cinna
Cinna is Katniss' stylist.  UM yes they have stylists in the Hunger Games!  Did you think they just dropped them off to kill each other?  NO.  Before they enter the arena, there is this giant preview of the tributes, complete with light-up costumes and interviews.  [I wish they had a talent contest, because I would perform Waterloo.  I'm not even kidding when I say I have the entire thing choreographed in my head.] Cinna is from the Capitol, but he's rebellious, and he makes excellent costumes for Katniss so she will visually pop and therefore win sponsors.  He has brown hair and has a little gold eyeliner.

Cillian Murphey

Okay, so I think Cillian Murphy is very handsome, and although he plays a creeper 80% of the time [but a sexy creeper] I see his awesome presence as very Cinna-like.  Cinna is very much a quiet force and Mr. Murphy just exudes that.  He can say nothing, and you're watching him anyway.  He'd be fabulous.  SO FABULOUS.

And he's Chris' acting hero, so I'll give him the honour of more screen cred.

Mrs. Everdeen
Katniss' mom who oddly never gets a name, suffers from depression, and Katniss just doesn't understand.  She is fair skinned with blond hair and blue eyes, and a healer.  After her husband died, she was left in a catatonic state, leaving Katniss to provide for the family.  So she's fragile, but she's excellent and the things she does.

Laura Linney

I am in love with Laura Linney.  Have you seen The Savages?  Why not; are you beyond seeing amazing things?  If not, go check it out.  Now.  She's an amazing actress, and I love her so very, very much.  She's done several unstable roles, so I know she could play Mrs. Everdeen wonderfully.  I need her to do this.

There are several other parts within The Hunger Games but I am not so picky about them.  I want Prim to be innocent and love animals, and basically be too pure for this evil world.  Rue must be black and a decent actress.  That opens a lot of doors for African-American actresses [do not whitewash her Hollywood, so help me...] and I don't really want Willow Smith, because she isn't the only girl who is black and 12 years old; she's caught a break, let someone else shine.  Madge; be blond?  I don't care. [Don't be Taylor Swift though.  Girl can't act her way out of a bag]  Then there are all the other tributes, such as Thresh, Cato, Glimmer, Clove, Foxface, etc.  And Avox Girl!  But, yet again, just cast em' and I'll be happy.  As long as they look somewhat like people who do things, then so be it.

So, who's left?  OH, THAT'S RIGHT, THE PRESIDENT.

President Snow
I honestly, have no idea whatsoever who President Snow should be.  A guy kills children for entertainment, who can play that?!  OH WAIT, I'LL TELL YOU WHO:

Ralph Fiennes AKA Beast of Sex

You know when I said Alex Pettyfer was the hottest guy to walk the earth?  YEAH, I LIED.  Ralph Fiennes is the sexiest thing ever.  And he's perfect for President Snow, because, guess what:
Who else murders children?  Lord Voldemort.  Who is also very snake like?  Lord Voldemort.  Who likes roses?  Um, LORD VOLDEMORT.  Okay, maybe not, BUT he totally would.  They both have that "we're polite villains" aura of evil thing, which makes them so awesome evil.  If Ralph Fiennes was President Snow, then I would be die all over and then twice more.


Okay I'm not done; because I have one more.  :)  :)

Ceaser Flickman
He is the Ryan Seacrest of the Hunger Games, wearing the same midnight blue suit and stuff.  His hair matches his eyelids which matches his lipstick, which changes each year.  This year, he chooses light blue for his colour.  I present to you, Ceaser Flickman:

Regis Phillman

AND YES, I COLOURED HIM CORRECTLY.  :)  I'm totes computer savvy, whut up.

SO, shall we call it a day?  I'm going to document every moment; especially because my dear beloved has come to an end, but I do have something VERY exciting to discuss next blog entry regarding the boy wizard.

I scarcely recommend Harry Potter books, because I realize the challenge they are to read, and often, it's such a trudge that it's not always enjoyable; people are turned off by the very first chapter, and I totally understand.  When you haven't read it, that first chapter is horrid, and even now it's a hard read for me.  BUT The Hunger Games is for everyone in the entire country and other countries and the world.  The best way I know how to put it is with the simple phrase we all use as a disclaimer when recommending:  you are not prepared.

-ME

I took my pants off.

So, although I got little to no sleep last night, I am in better spirits this morning. Well, now I am. I was in bed around 1 last night; I stayed at Kelly's super late. We played Bananagrams, which I'm not all that fond of because I cannot spell very well; then we played Quelf which is rather fun. I had to be a mummy. Nothing super memorable happened. Then we went up to the studio and played signs, but they just had me as "it" because I'm bad at it as well. We played Ninja Destruction and Samurai. THEN we played "Truth or Dare."

Now, once I have absolutely no secrets and I'm not all that gutsy, this game is easy peasy to me. Truth, and I answer. But, there were about 3 dares. And boy me, they were good. Chase dared TJ to drink pickle juice out of someone's belly button. And he did it. I dared Chris to drink milk and ketchup. And he did it [after much whining, mind you. He thought I'd go easy on him.] Kelly dared Alex to eat a dead lady bug [complete with chewing]. And she did it!

Ya'll, it was hilarious. I am not very courageous on these sort of things, but I love watching others having to do it. After, we hit people with a large exercise peanut and I wrestled Chris to the ground, because I am very strong and he is weak. Before long I became cranky and grumpy, so I went home [and TJ drove behind me to guarantee my safety.]

Great night. Today was a bit hectic, but after two cancelled classes, I still have to stay over for a 3 o'clock meeting because I'm a costume crew chief thing for The A-Train Plays.

So this weekend is scattered because tonight I'm spending the night with Kelly, and tomorrow we're going to the Mall to see Beastly. I know this part should be cut out of my schedule once I have work. But how often do I see Kelly? And I rarely hang out with anyone, especially my bestie who is a good few hours away. This weekend though, I have a monologue to memorize and a french test to study for. I'm auditing a class, because the teacher asked me to be in the show for it. [yeah, I know.], so I have a character analysis for that and lines to memorize.

It's not a big deal, but to do something makes me smile and feel rather blessed. I'm the part of a conjoined twin. Yes, I know, I get the physically disabled part. Except this time I have four legs instead of one. What up. Also, Sideshow perks. "I will never leave youuuu..."

Next week looks less hectic, so I'm ready to breath a little. I'm going to get all my research done for one of my research papers, and then relax some.

Also there is a rumor that if a professor doesn't have a PhD that they are not guaranteed employment. So basically, Dr. Beam is safe if no one else is. Wonders of wonders, miracles of miracles. I am so happy that my BFF is totes safe.

Lets talk about things I like [other than Dr. Beam] now:

There is this new thing called Harry Potter: The Quest. It's basically like the coke points thing for Harry Potter fans. You do internet things, and you get points...? Look, I'm a member, and we're going to have fun. You earn collectibles and stuff. And you know, need.

The movie is coming out April 15th. I didn't really like this movie so much, but whatever, collection purposes. I'm hoping that one day, when I marry someone with a BlueRay player, that he will buy me the massive 4 disk box sets. Like, I need them too. I'm going to have the best future husband ever. Tag this under #thingsIknow.

In May, I'm going to be visiting a certain place where certain wizards flock.

YES HARRY POTTER WORLD! Tonight we are planning everything. It'll be a poor college students trip, with not many school supplies being purchased, [Fortunately, everything can be purchased off the internets.] but moreso a day worth of experience. Kelly and I am going together in May after we get out of school, and before work. Also a trip to Disney and Universal is planned too. We're making the plans tonight and cooking Harry Potter food.

Ya'll, I am so excited. This is my mecca. It is honestly our plan to go there and work after we get out of school. Theatre degree, hello! It's PERFECT. I would be content if I was selling shaved ice in this place. Rumor has it they are thinking of building Gringotts and Diagon Alley, and OH please let it happen.

So...I have to share this on my blog, because I like to share. There are these new dolls, in a franchise entitled Monster High. Now, you know my fondness for monsters, but these dolls are adorable. And ya'll, I want them. Bad. What would I do with them? Probably write blogs about our adventures and have playdates with Alex [who has already agreed with me on these matters.] Yes, I would totally play with them. BUT the important thing is, the new one has been reviled and I am in awe of how awesome she is:

LOOK AT HER LITTLE SEE THROUGH LIMBS? Is that not precious?

I know, I don't need them, and it's silly to want dolls, BUT if Scotty can collect Vinylmations, then I can collect monster dolls. No judging. Even if they have the worst names ever. "Draculara" and "Frankie Stien" to name a few. Also, they have webisodes and I have totally watched every single one.

Oh, stop judging me.

So, a bunch of my friends have started reading The Hunger Games.  And they are, of course, seeing how phenomenal it is.  My main squeeze is in the running for the role of Peeta, BUT everyone is saying he's a super bad actor.  I'll judge myself when we go see Beastly, and I hope this isn't true.  Because, above all else, I want someone who can act.  I know I swoon over this guy, but if he can't act... then, meh, I don't want him.  I believe I have picked my Katniss though:

I have yet to see True Grit, and once it's a Western and there are no Aliens/Wizards/Vampires/etc., my interest is limited, BUT she was nominated for an Oscar so I suppose she isn't to shabby.  Her eyebrows bother me, but, by the time she reaches 16 I think she'll be fabulous.  She's not gorgeous, no, but she's just looks like Katniss to me.  And girl can apparently act.

As for Beastly, which I'm seeing tomorrow, I am kind of scared now.  The reviews are giving it a very dismal rating.  I mean, I wasn't expecting that it would be awesome.  It's obviously one of those movies you watch for the sugary and swoony goodness.  Sort of like Twilight.  You don't go to see Oscar bait; you go to see entertaining junk.  But, I hope it's good.  Even if it has Vanessa in it. *snear of discontent*

Of course, Little Red Riding Hood looks so bad [and sugary!] that I must see it as well.  Even if Gary Oldman is in it, it just has to be bad.  Please be so bad you're good.  Not like The Room or Human Centipede bad, but, Twilight and Beastly bad.

As long as The Hunger Games is AWESOME I will die so happy.

I'm going to go get food now.

-Me

WARNING: COMPLAINING GRUMPY PANTS AHEAD

So, um, AH.  I am [back] in the Beam of Doctors class, and I am yet again, blogging.  I was on Spring Break last week, and I spent it doing sound [and when I say "doing sound" I mean, I pressed play on the CD player] for Happy Birthday Dr. Seuss.  Twas fun, and it was great to be apart of my third Seuss show.  Yes, third.

Right now, I am very, very overwhelmed with everything.  So much work, and the problem is, I have no focus.  All I want to do is look up videos on the internet and read books.  I've cut out books and the Sims right now, because if I don't I'll have no focus at all.  I should have worked on work during Spring Break, bhut, I didn't.

Company stuff, AH, so much.  Like, I want to like the company, I do, but all I really want to do is sleep forever.  I feel semi-sort of depressed because I sort of went to college for acting, and I've developed very little.  I should have auditioned the first time I came, but my confidence and my nerves got the better of me.  I am so uncomfortably shy, and this bothers me as well.  I know how to act, but when I know people are watching, I freak out.  Being myself is so easy for me; if you don't like me, I don't really care.  BUT if you think my portrayal of someone else or something else is weird or not right and if you judge me, it just gets me off and it bothers me. BUT if I feel like I know what I'm doing and it makes sense, then I don't care.

None of this is making sense and I really don't know what I'm typing at this point because I did nothing but write a Beam test for 5 hours last night, and although I got in bed in time, I feel like my sleep level is wayyy off.  I brought my Snuggie today so I can nap all day in the library.  But I won't get to because I have to write stuff for French.

I'm costume chair thing for the company show; I have a French Quiz Bowl I'm helping out with; I'm doing costumes for the class I'm auditing; I have two research papers; I'm in a show at school; and I don't know, I just want to die.  And when I say "die," I mean sleep forever and forever.

Tonight I'm going to play board games at Kelly's house.  I'll be grumpy and whiny; I'll warn the lot of you now.  Chris summarizes it as "grumpy pants," and he has a voice and a little jig to go with the phrase.  We went to Jessup's one night and I spent the entire night being a bear and sleeping on the floor, and I finally cried in Chris' car with fatigue.  I don't handle sleep lackage very well.

I'm going to quit typing because this is all a "I am sad, and grumpy, and tired."  Perhaps I'll write a blog later today that isn't so...grumpy.

-Me

"I'm pretty okay!"

Okay, QUICK POST.  And when I say, quick, it won't be.  Because I write.  A lot.


So school is great, school is fabulous, whatever.  Had a semi-awkward conversation with Desmond today for AN HOUR.  Lots of questions about my love life.  You know, my non existent love life.  He kept asking "So, who do you like romantically?"  It was painstakingly bad ya'll.  Then I talked about Jesus, because everyone needs Jesus, and can we not talk about this?


I pack my lunch now.  So very responsible.


I have to talk about Acting II, because it is amazing.  At the sound advice of my friend Tommy Cooley, I volunteered first for Psychological Gestures.  Basically, I was me on stage as she asked question after question, helped me find the layers of my character, etc.  This is not important.  What I had to do is.


She made me: crawl across the floor and hide in the curtains while she screamed for me to GET AWAY.  Then I had to come grab the wall and kick it, to reflect being "pis*ed."  THEN she made me throw a chair off the stage, to represent my power.  I proceeded to crack said chair (more on its fate later.), then I dropped to the floor in embarrassment.  After that, I had to run up the stairs of Hoey representing "climbing rocks," [basically, how I'm alone and I like it], and then to represent "happy," I did the Rocky thing of achievement.

And yes, they hummed the Rocky theme as I ran up the stairs.

Claire has made us do some awesomely horrid things for Psych Gestures.  Andrew had to throw my chair, and if I made a dent in it, he destroyed it.  He'd throw it and it would - literally- explode.  The frame was bent something awful, and the base was gone.  She made this other kid, [Johnny - he's British] dig through trash to feel "disgusted," and there were dip bottles in that trash.  Then they lifted him and put his head in the bag.  This other kid had to jump of the panting scaffold.  Ya'll, acting is intense.  Intensely awesome.

I say that now.  Wait until I write the entry about crying after Acting and about how I will forever fail at life.

Saw Reasons to be Pretty last night.  Lets discuss:


I liked it.  A lot.  There was plenty I didn't like, but there was plenty I did.  This show was invariably better than Romantic Fools.  And it wasn't the direction, it was just more so the material.  Romantic Fools is the sort of material that you would find in a high-school boy's locker room; Reasons is what you'd find in CosmoGirl.  If I read CosmoGirl.  And I don't; because I'm not a regular girl.  And CosmoGirl doesn't have wizards.


SO, this aside, I liked it.  The language is phenomenally bad.  I heard more cuss words in those two hours than I think I have on the 10 years I rode the school bus.  If you're at all familiar with a school bus, you understand.  The acting was pretty super though; somethings I didn't like, but all in all, I did.


It didn't have much of a plot; it was more so just the lives of people and how they are effected by things that they do.  And it gets into that whole "loving yourself" thing and how beauty isn't everything, so the message was marvy.


SEE THE TRAILER HERE


And yes, that's the girl who was in the Queso commercial.


Okay, let's talk about what I do when I'm not working on mes devoirs, blogging, or everything else, because I have to talk about these things, and this is my blog so I'll do it, I WILL DO IT.  Besides, Alex understands, this I know.


The Hunger Games movie is to be released March 23, 2011.  Do you guys realize how little time that is?  Do you feel my excitement?  Well you should, because it's much nearer than I expected and I am very, very, VERY excited.  So, remember my sentiments last time on that really hot guy I wanted to play Peeta?


They want him too.

Well, when I say, they I mean those people who may be doing the movie.  See, all the little fangirls want him to play in that dinky series I was telling you about earlier, The Mortal Instruments.  They insist on this guy named Hunter Parrish to play Peeta:

Yeah, that's great if you want to cast gremlins or something.  I'm cool with that.

Seriously, if this guy gets it, I may not go.  I'm sure he's a terrific actor, but he doesn't look like Peeta and NO.  I SAY NO.  Not to mention he reminds me of my friend Brandon, and Brandon is gay and I don't want to be desiring him on screen.  DO NOT DO THIS HOLLYWOOD.

PLEASEEEEEEEEEE.

ANYWAY:


I'm reading The Subtle Knife right now.  It's the sequel to The Golden Compass.  I know people say that the book is anti-Christian and stuff; but I refuse to believe it until I've decided for myself.  After all, Harry Potter is wrongly judged as such, so whose to say His Dark Materials isn't as well?  The Golden Compass was fantastic and Lyra is me, and, um, Where is my dæmon?  Gah, if I had one of those my life would be complete.  I was really mad/sad/happy at the ending; sooooo good.


Anyway, I went to WCU to check out the sequel, and I want to prove to you how I seriously found the worst edition ever.


There are several editions of The Subtle Knife:

Look at this one!  If features a cute cat, and it looks intriguing!  The cover has a nice pallet, and, in general, I think a cover such as this would entice anyone.  This is probably my favourite edition.  The cat on the cover may or may not factor into this opinion.

This is the second best edition.  Classic pastels that give the book a very Harry Potter child appealing feel.  It's sophisticated yet fun, and children and adults alike do not look dinky reading it.

This one is not bad at all.  Look, it has an fun and alluded image at the top.  You can't make it out, but it has an air of fantasy and fun.  The title is festive.  This is a book anyone could be caught reading, and they would gladly explain what it was about.  It's fantastic.

Here is where we get into "bad cover" territory, BUT not quite.  This cover should be found in the book section at Ingles, between Her Secret Secret and Dark Curse of the Moon.  It even has the "I am a cheap romance book" font on the cover, with a scarlet backdrop.  Bad marketing, bad.  [Although I'm sure Ingles is exactly where I'd find this edition, so maybe it was good marketing?]

This is almost there.  Weird Photoshop-ing, awkward muscular guy who is definitely not 12 holding a knife and there are some bubbles.  Oh, and there is an eagle.  No lie, it's bad.  But, it could be worse, as I will prove with the final edition, and hence forth, the worse edition I have ever seen, and ironically enough, then one I have.  It's probably rarer than all these covers put together.  *sigh* Prepare now.

...

AHHHHHHHGGGGGHHHH.

THE MONKEY.  THE UGLY GUY WITH THE BAD 90S HAIR CUT.  HIS EYE.  CATCH THE SINGULAR USE OF THAT WORD.  THE LETTERS SHINE TOO.  AH.  AH.

The monkey represents my disgust at this cover.  This is how I looked when I look at this book.

(Oh, and "hey there Mulan!")

Guys, no doubt, this is the worst cover of all times.  When I was looking for it in the library, I literally picked it up and gagged a little.  I hid it against myself and crossed my arms over it so no one would have to see the humiliation I felt.  I almost went to the public library to see if I could find a prettier copy, and I have yet to read the first chapter, because it humiliates me so.  It's taken me about a week to pick it up again, but guys, it's so baddd.

It may be ridiculous to feel this way over an innocent book cover; but the instant someone sees you with something like this, they think you play Dungeons and Dragons or something.

So, after I finished The Golden Compass, I did not read The Subtle Knife, because I had to take a moment to recoup and not feel guilty about reading from something so ugly.  Instead, I read the latest installment in the House of Night series:

Oh lordy.  SO.  Although the cover is bad it's not BAD like my other example.  It's not really that bad, it just makes me feel like I probably own a Team Edward hoodie or something and they call me "Kitty."

Discuss?  [This is for Alex - Spoilers, so WAIT TO READ!]:

Um, you'll find this in your several notes penciled in your book.  Some say, "Oh...okay?"  Other discuss how strongly I hate the word (or lack thereof) "boolpoopie."  OTHERS, as you will find near the very end of the book, express every emotion I ever have that are notated in nothing less than glee.

HEATH LIVESSSSSS... sort of.  But this is all I care about.  And I'm pretty glad with what happens to Stevie Rae and Rephaim.  Otherwise it wasn't that good.

This is all.

-Me

Liversss

So, acting II has been canceled for today; sort of happy; not looking too forward to Psychological Gestures, although it is over the top, so therefore, RAPTORISMS abound.  There is a girl in the UC who is wearing a Slytherin tee-shirt.  Naturally she also goes by the name of 'Kitty' and wears animal ears.  Oh, how our fandom is perceived.  i.e. badly.  The same people in her group are talking about Wizard Magazine being canceled.  I now see what it's like to be surrounded by me.

I don't really know what to type at the moment, except I'm enjoying Chic-Fil-A and I have a company meeting at 5.  *le sigh*  There are somethings I don't like; that company is sometimes one of them.  They screech for 'professionalism' yet I think my cat is more professional [professionally awesome, that's what he is.]  I suppose I'm supposed to feel super *connected* with the company or something, and we're supposed to be a family.  But only three people out of the 25 have actually bothered getting my phone number on the sake that they actually like me.  And I retract that, because one only contacts me in regard to homework and the other one only gave it to me so I could pass it out to girls.  And the other one is Chris, so we know how that one goes.

BUT yours truly feels bad if she doesn't volunteer for something so alack, I am house manager.  All things considering, I prefer this.  First off, I actually somewhat know how to run house, secondly this means while the show is going on I get to sit outside and read books or study french; possibly the latest HoN book if I can remember what happened in the first 7.  House of Night books and I go way back when it comes to doing WCU shows, and this cheesetastic vampyre boarding school series is so bad, but like a car accident, you can't look away.  It makes me mad though, because the puny human never wins; in fact HE DIES.  :(

Okay, so Alex gets it because she actually owns the book.  We go way back, Alex and I.  Mm, Dr. Flamez is all up in yr stuff.

This morning  I was driving and I was so cold and why can I still see my breath? The car is usually warm by the time I reach the bridge, and it was just very cold and very bad.  That usually means my radiator is acting up, but I checked the gauge and no, it was fine, and I kept going.  But still, SO COLD, so I passed the taxidermy, and sure enough there it was on hot.  So I made it to the Cullasaja BP and parked, and sat there and called my mom and went inside and looked like a moron because I kept staring at the section that housed the, um, contraceptives.  I didn't realize I was staring until later [there were q-tips and toothpaste in the section too] and WHATEVER.  I also looked at the movies.

Lucas Grabble now stars in a new sensational, 3 dollar gas station special:

You remember, Sharpay's not-gay brother who is the only one in the series who can truly sing.  Apparently, 'Food Boy' can make food appear out of thin air or something.  That's his power.  Then he battles with if he wants said power or if he wants to be normal.  To me, this is a no brainer:  first off, YOU CAN CONJURE FOOD.  Who wouldn't want that power?  Secondly, um, no packing your lunch and having soggy tomato sandwiches, because you can CONJURE food.  Thirdly, ship that kid off to Africa and feed those kids; it's like, the end all to world hunger.

Although, I'm not going to lie, I almost want to see this $3.00 DVD Gas Station special.  God knows that I dearly love to laugh, and expecially when it's at someone/something's expense.  Heck, I'll even laugh at MY expense.

My mother showed up before I could make said purchase, to pick me up, and Subaru Jim is coming to pick Sevs up.  Subaru Jim works on Subaru cars.  He is has a shabby garage and it has a plethora of Subaru vehicles on the front.  He knows his stuff though, and rumor has it that the Subaru corporation actually contacts him on things regarding them.  He also is very apt to be appeasing and take care of the situation fairly and honestly.  He fixed Sevy the other two times his radiator messed up (and that time I blew a head gasket.)

OH YA'LL.

Apparently, Sharpay is offering her, *cough* talents in an all new movie, Sharpay's Fabulous Adventure.  I kid you not.  Ya'll this, this, is bad.  And it's straight to DVD; rightly so.

Speaking of High School alums, dear Vanessa Anne Hudgens [don't get me to convay how very much I dislike her] is STARING in a new movie.  Beastly is the name, and although I do NOT like her in any way, I will admit that the 13-year-old fan girl in me is very excited for this movie.  Not to mention the guy who plays the beast might be the most handsome movie star I have ever seen.  In my life.  No lies.  I want him.

And he's British. *swoooon*

Mentioning him, they are wanting him for the lead [one is speculated; one is for sure] in the next two movie series that are alleged to be the next IT.  One is The Hunger Games by Susanne Collins and the other is Mortal Instruments by Cassandra Clare.  The former is absolutely MAGNIFICENT and I love it with all my soul and spirit.  Can I express how much I love it?  I love it more than the food it describes, the formidable mangy cat within its pages, and its heroine -  May I be you? Except, you know, without actually being you.

Alex understands, and I declare it now: it is going to be the next Harry Potter and I tell no lies; and their are no wizards!  And it's still amazing.  How is this possible?!

The other one is a little bit of a laugh in my mind.  Being as ingrained in the Harry Potter fandom as I am, Ms. Clare used to be, *cough* a famous fanfiction writer.  Of Harry Potter; or should I say The Draco Trilogy, if that one doesn't make you guffaw like a loon.  And now she's famous...?  I'd be okay with this (to some degree) if she hadn't been accused of plagiarism for her fanfiction.  It's legit too; I've read the reports. I mean, this series has the markings of everything a book shouldn't have:  author avatar, leather pants, the 'Luke, I am your father,' aspect, the fantasy kitchen sink.  And most of all, she named a story she wrote about Ginny and Ron hooking up The Mortal Instruments as well. In case you're not familiar with HP, Ginny and Ron are brother and sister.

So... next Twilight anyone?

Anyway, the beautifully handsome actor in the movie above is wanted for both movies.  Sadly, The Mortal Instruments refuses to march forward without him, and this is a travesty.  He'll stain his name forever.  Don't do it Alex, don't do it.  :(  Go play Peeta and make bread and stuff.  And let me be Katniss so we can kiss in caves.  Mmm, cave kissing.

Did I mention I think he's super hot?  He's also going to be in a Disney movie about the number four or something.  LOOK, he's my new celebrity crush and he will have a place in my heart next to Ryan Reynolds and Chris Evans.  No, not that Chris Evans.

These nerds in the UC are killing me, and my internet isn't working in here anymore.  So I'm going to go the library and print stuff and sleep and maybe buy food or something.  May check out a book, may check out a movie, or I may just be.  Perhaps see if Tommy is in the CMC.  I miss Tommy.

Oh, and turns out I need a new radiator.  Dazzling.

-Me

...and I want you to know that I love you.

Haha, threw you didn't I?  In like, 25 minutes I have Acting class, so to the blog or something.

I have Dr. Beam in the morning, so it's quite likely that I'll be blogging paying attention so I mine as well get my feelings out NOW or something.

I've been angry lately; just because I think.  So basically, there is no reason, just because.  I'm usually a pretty placent person; sort of.  Actually, I'm pretty snarky.  Come to think of it, I'm not angry, I'm just snarky.  False alarm folks!

We finally got my car out of the snow.  My iPod doesn't run long though, so I have 5 country and 1 hits station I cycle through to see if I can find something worth while. I also have 4 cassettes I cycle through:  Sunday in the Park With George, The Music Man, Act II of Cats and some sort of Beethoven cassette.

This is the life of a genius.

I'm in History of Theatre RIGHT NOW.  We're looking at picture of child actors:

Hi-o creepy.  The only thing creepier is this:

Why does it look like a troll?  Apparently this was the 80s.  How unfortunate that I missed it.

I'm sneak drinking a hot chocolate in Niggli.  Naughty, naughty.  And when I say 'sneak' I mean Dr. Beam HAS to see me, but he doesn't care.  Because he's my BFFL.  No hatin', and no jealousy, because I don't stand for that sort of stuff on my blog.

I think I'm going to start making my blogs like, have codes an secrets hidden within them.  And if you're really good at word puzzles or, like, scrabble or something you can discover my secrets.  Like this statement:

Never mind, I don't feel like making a statement.  I'm listening to Dr. Beam right now; not doing stuff like waisting my time on figuring out secret word puzzles.

So school.  It's good and stuff.  I have French 5, and it's really bad.  She speaks french the entire class, and although I can read it like everything, I do not understand hardly anything.  And then she wants me to speak French and it is simply horrid.  I insist ever class to make this the 'party class.'  And she just shakes me off, but I insist, THIS WILL. BE A PARTY CLASS.  We will make you want french.  And that's whuts up.

Oh, and I guy threw away my paper scraps and I was so swooned, but then I wasn't because he's a jerk to me in class.

I was just looking at my GoodReads account, and I have The Odyssey under my 'to-read' list.  I AM SO STUPID.

Um, I have Acting II, and it's going, um, okay?  I think of all my problems [and said problems are vast and numbered], confidence may be my greatest one.  At this point I know what's right; but I'm afraid she won't like it, or I'll do it wrong, or people'll think I'm dumb, so it's not phenomenally awesome.  But, out of all the acting professors, I think I almost like Claire the most.  I feel like she understands me on some weird level, and I appreciate her.  Now, I've only had 3 classes, so we'll see if this lasts, BUT you know, I like her.  I've liked her from Dialects and V&A, and I still like her.

My best [girl] friend just texted me the following thing:  "Do you want me to meet you in the bathroom?"

See, we have this, this, thing.  Who ever reaches our destination first has to go to the highest floor, farthest bathroom, and perch on the farthest toilet.  The second person goes and knocks on the door 3 times, and the person inside squacks.  Why we do this?  I do not know.  But I feel like I've just given away all the secrets in my life.

I leave you with news about some guy I used to know; apparently he's a model or something now.  Found this picture on Facebook, and, um, wow.

Don't think this means anything, because I am a strong woman who is highly independent and is not swayed by something as simple as a handsome picture, but I will say, I'm impressed.  Now your looks match your voice.

Huh.

Well, I'm out of History of Theatre now, and I'm done perching, and now I'm with stupid Jenny, liking the wax paper of her coffee cake.  I'll see ya'll later...

-Me

How To, How To, SUCCEED

OMG

If you did not know, Daniel Radcliffe is staring in How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying this Spring on Broadway.  It's a nifty little show, and these pictures make me want to see it very bad.  Music and Lyrics by Frank Loesser who also did Guys and Dolls, it doesn't have the best music, but then again I don't really like the music from Guys and Dolls.  I've watched the movie, and I enjoyed it a lot for kind of quirky energy.

BUT, DANIEL RADCLIFFE.  And he's not naked, thank Merlin.

Thou art adorable and MARRY ME Please?

-Me

I'm not paid to write blogs.

"I'm surrounded by Harry Potter nerds...maybe we can just talk about nerdy sh*t instead of history today"

As I sit in History of Theatre, obviously not paying attention, I see that the girl in front of me has written this in her notes.  Before class started, I was geeking out about my boy Harry; apparently she didn't appreciate it.  Every day she brings a 2 liter of Mountain Dew to drink during class.  Yes, a two liter.  Did you know Mountain Dew is the most hazardous of all the sodas in this world?

(And yes, I am slightly insulted.)

OMG Dr. Beam speaks French, he just told us.  He adores Harry Potter too.  Guess whose getting my BFF charm?

He also confessed that I'm a bigger Harry Potter fan than him.  YES, YES DR. BEAM, I AM.  They're are something you don't argue with me over.  And that is who loves Harry Potter more.  Because it will always be me.

I hate history.  I cannot convey how much I do.  I love math and science, and you know I like literature too, but I LOATHE history.  I sort of dated someone once who was majoring in history, and I though, nope, this'll never ever work.  If  history was all about religion, culture, magic and forbidden affairs (essentially: dramatic), then I would soak. It. Up.  BUT, it's like this.

Emperor:  I'm angry and I want your country.
King:  NO, this is my country, find your own.
Emperor:  Um, I will.  And, I'LL TAKE YOURS.
King:  But, Why?  All we have is sheep
Emperror:  Because I'm angry and I need sheep.  Battle commences: NOW.
King:  Oh noooo.
[WAR HAPPENS, AND IT IS BORING.]
Emperor:  I own you and your sheep now, whut up.

And then the same thing happens again.  And then, because of the war, everything was influenced by that.  See, that's beyond boring, AND I don't really care.  Sometimes, history can be interesting such as, the Holocaust, and...well, that's the only thing that ever interested me in history. And slavery is interesting as well.

I also hate memoirs/nonfiction books; I don't care about real people.  People are always honest and never dramatic and/or interesting. And no one every anything cool like a wizard who has to fight evil.  They just build schools for Iranians and stuff, and I sort of don't care.  I had to read a book for school; or I was told I had to read it, although we did nothing with it.  It was called Three Cups of Tea.  It went into how a guy built schools and went into the horrid details of his living arrangements in America and how he received letters with money, and yeah I don't care.


Am I heartless?  Perhaps.  Oh Merlin, 17 more minutes until freedom.


Is it bad that I'm blogging in class, making out like I'm typing notes.  Yes.  I'm paying to listen to Dr. Beam for an hour and fifteen minutes.  But, you just don't understand.  Although Aquatic Melodramas are sort of interesting.  I may listen now.

...or not.
I thought I'd be adventurous today and claim my life, and so I did something, adventurous (?), in that I bought a hot chocolate with soy milk.  UGH.  But the guy who took my order was nice, and when I asked him if soy milk was good he said, "Um it's like an organic thing or something."  And I thought, YOU KNOW WHAT, I'll do that.  And then he gave me two pennies and I got excited and he told me, "now don't spend that all in one place."

And then I saw that guy from art walking outside the window, and I thought, ew, boys.
And I realized I miss my two boys.  :(  Volpi rock climbs now; he really likes it.

Anyway, my hot chocolate was disgusting and I downed it because it was $2.98 and I don't waste things like chocolate.  But then again, beans and chocolate do not mix.  Eugh.

Abigail and I are buying a box of Bagel Bites today and have a feast in the CMC.

And I'll talk about Acting one entry or other.  Acting is fun, and I'm not scared to pieces for once.  And musical theatre kids, har, what is that?  I don't claim to be an actress, and I'm actually pretty bad, but I finally see the difference between performing and acting, and, what is that?


2 more minutes.


OUT.

-Me