Wednesday, December 31, 2008

The Other Boleyn Girl

I was surprised that I liked this movie. I thought it would be sad, which it was. I thought it would be pedantic, and is was, but not as much as I expected. I guess because a lot of it was made up to make the movie (based off book by the same name) more interesting. It's based off real events, but it's not a biography or anything.

If you know anything about Henry VIII, you know how this movie is going to end, another reason I didn't want to watch it. No matter how much suspense they build, you know it's inevitable: Anne dies.

The story is about the Boleyn sisters, Anne who everybody knows and Mary who I've never heard of. Possible spoilers coming up.

After the King's wife fails to give him a son (classic Henry the 8th story), Anne Boleyn of a lesser but still royal family is assigned by her father and uncle to become the king's mistress to increase her royal standing. The king is more interested in her sister, Mary, who takes that job instead. Yada yada the king loses interest in Mary and Anne tries to swoop into her sister's place, thinking she could become the Queen of England and give the king the heir he wants. She convinces the king to divorce the queen for her. << Learned that in history. She doesn't give him a son, either, and he starts to get mad at her.

Now the definitive spoiler, so don't read further if you care that much.

She has a miscarriage and is afraid to tell Henry she failed again, so she asks her brother George (actually, begs him, there was a lot of crying in this scene) thinking she could replace the baby without the king finding out.

They came really close, but her brother says he can't. It was too late since George's wife saw everything before the "I can't" and ratted them out. Anne and George are tried for treason, adultery, and incest, and both are beheaded.

SAD. I mean, I didn't like Anne from the start of the movie since she sold her soul to be the Queen of England, but she was killed for something she didn't do and only thought about doing to make the king happy. I was sad about George, mostly because Jim Sturgess played him and I love that guy.

When he got beheaded, my sister screamed "Jude!" because that's who he plays in Across the Universe (brilliant movie). It broke the seriousness of the scene because I couldn't not laugh at her making that association, but it's even more tragic that they hacked their heads off with axes. Spring for a guillotine, England (that was invented 200 years later in a different country, wasn't it...) I have to do more research on the actual historical facts of Anne's death, but I heard that the incest part was made-up.

More spoilerific-ness. Earlier in the movie, Mary does have his son, but since it was an illegitimate child, it didn't count. Other than Edward, his child with Jane Seymour who died young from some diesease, Mary's was his only son. Historically accurate? I don't know, maybe not. Anne did not give him a son, but she did give him an heir. Their daughter Elizabeth took over, and every time you hear "Elizabethan" anything, they're talking about her.

So after that depressing movie, Anny and I decided to watch a happier Jim Sturgess movie, although Across the Universe is pretty dark in it's own right.

Point: The Other Boleyn Girl was good. I was prepared to fall asleep and ended up on the edge of my chair shouting at the TV. Oh, it starred Natalie Portman and Anne, Scarlett Johansson as Mary, Eric Bana as the King, and previously mentioned Jim Sturgess.

I will say yay for knowing history because that might have been hard to follow without the background info.

Hot 'N Cold

I'm letting my 7-year-old cousin educate me on top 40 music. Ask me about any song on the billboard list in the last year, and I'll probably look at you blankly. My sister put "Disturbia," "So What," and "Hot 'n Cold" on her iPod.

The music video to Katy Perry's "Hot 'n Cold"...what? About as uninspired as the lyrics. I listened to a few more songs by her, and the lyrics to all of them are about as shallow as it gets.

My sister and her friend wanted to remake this video, so I let them use my camera and agreed to play the guy.

Her song's catchy and I like it, but there are so many songs from the golden days of music that are catchy and have good lyrics. Most of the great songs from the 80s have good music videos, too. I've been trying to keep up with top 40 so I know what people are talking about, but you won't find many of those songs on my iPod.
Too many things to babble about, not enough energy. Okay, the list:

~Katy Perry
~Across the Universe
~Jim Sturgess
~The Other Boleyn Girl
~The Curious Case of Benjamin Button
~My current nail color, since I painted them turquoise tonight

I'll get to it tomorrow. Actually, it's later today now.

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Disney Stars and Promise Rings

It's amazing how many things you find to talk about starting on You Tube with a Jonas Brothers interview and working through the "related videos" column. I'm going to split up all my topics into separate posts, so here's #1.

What is it with all these Disney stars and their promise rings? When I first heard about the Jonas Brothers, I thought (hoped) they did it because they believe in in, not just to get publicity. They seem like good guys, and I believed they meant it.

Then I heard about Selena Gomez and her ring. I believed her, too. Then Demi Lovato. I heard today about Ashley Tisdale. And the kicker: Miley Cyrus. If the list of virginity-pledging Disney stars had credibility before, Miley ruined it. I think it's probably too late for her to be making any abstinence-related promises. If she has somehow managed to fool the entire television-watching world and actually hasn't done it, it's most likely because she hasn't had time, not because she's adhering to any moral code of behavior.

Is this a fad? Some people on an online forum were discussing the possibility of the Disney corporation catalyzing this, that they're behind the trend to keep their image as a wholesome family organization. I doubt that Disney is behind it, but it's definitely becoming a fad.

At least it's making abstinence cooler. I read all of these girls on message boards saying they're going to wait until they get married because Nick Jonas is. Whether or not they're serious, even though they're just being sheep and doing what's popular, it's definitely not a bad thing.

I hope the Jonas Brothers really mean it. If they're doing it for attention and to boost their reputation as the "good boys," that's so mmuch worse than if they never said anything at all.

Monday, December 29, 2008

Risky Business Dance

If 21-year-old Tom Cruise dacing in his underwear to Bob Seger's "Old Time Rock and Roll" doesn't put you in a better mood, I don't know what will.

Risky Business

To find a teen sex comedy worth watching, I guess you have to go back to 1983?

In the most summarized, spoiler-free version of the story, this kid's parents go out of town and leave him home alone, so he plays pimp for one night, opens his house as a--what's the word--brothel, and makes a lot of money.

Meh, the shortened version leaves out so many great plot elements so watch the movie and do it justice. I checked 10 minutes ago and it has a 100% tomato rating and is certified "fresh" by

The Tom Cruise "That Old Time Rock and Roll" dance is the best part. That deserves it's own post.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Love the Christmastime Chaos

I spent three hours wrapping presents yesterday. They weren't all mine and most of that time was spent on my obsessive decorating (I put stickers and ribbons all over the outside of the boxes), but I went a little present crazy buying for people. I have to make up for last year.I went a little lax on the gifts last year. I actually got my friend a foam fruitcake because they were selling them at Barnes and Noble and I'm like...I have to give this to somebody! My friend of 10 years would appreciate it the most. We have stupid jokes like that.

I'm getting claustrophobic in these stores. As Anny and I say, "the shoppers are encroaching!"

Christmas is my busiest holiday for sure. First is the pipsqueak 5 year old's birthday, than G turned 12 yesterday, tonight I'm going over my uncle's house, tomorow my other uncle's house for Christmas Eve, free day on Christmas now but we used to have another party at my third uncle's house, then my grandma's 91st birthday on the 27th and New Year's Eve party on the 31st. Sigh. Actually, when my dad's friends from Jersey would come down, we would be even busier. I love December.

Last night at G's birthday, the little kids were wrestling as they call it (looks like ultimate fighting championships to me, but hey, I'm a girl, what do I know?) and 7-year-old G2 got thrown to the ground and kicked in the head by the 5-year-old. (Same 7-year-old that got kicked hit in the face with a rake on Thanksgiving). Little G started screaming and C said, "I didn't do anything, all I did was this" and kicked him in the side of the head again. G2 immeidately went after him and tried to punch C, birthday G pulled them apart, it was a mess. G2 got this huge welt in him head from it.

Off to finish shopping, wrapping, and cookie baking. Christmas~ <3

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Love bread and Footloose

Woohoo! Midterms are over! No more studying! Good thing, too. I don't think I could take anymore. I get two (almost) homework-free weeks! <3 I'm going to Christmas it up this next week, too.

I just realized that stupid, poorly-written Hannah Montana post was the first thing on my blog for over a week. Oops. I do not want that to be the greeting post, so I shall fix.

While my mom was deciding between two chocolate cakes at the store, I was browsing the weird food section, intrugued with the loaves of "health bread" that look exactly like bricks with wrappers. One of them was really tiny and the name caught my attention: "Westphalian Pumpernickel." Hehe, pumpernickel is a fun word. I heard that on "Barney" when I was little. And what makes it "Westphalian?" I think of WWI and the Treaty of Westphalia when I hear that.

Ag, get to the point, Juliana. Anyway, there was this picture on the wrapper...

It looks like the kind of luff picture on Trojan or KY boxes. What does that have to do with bread? I started reading the ingredients to see if there was any connection there. There wasn't. Are thay saying that if you eat the bread, you'll be healthy and pretty like these people?

Now it's flashback time!

"Let's hear it for the boy" from Footloose! Kevin Bacon teaches his buddy to dance. Footloose is one of those movies that has a weak plot carried out poorly with dialogue that makes you squirm, but you're willing to excuse it all because the music and dancing is fun.

I already wrote a readers digest version Footloose review the first time I saw it. My writing was terrible there. I need to rewatch it and give it the rambling I give other movies.

I recently saw Risky Business, too, and I love it. Is it sad that it's the only Tom Cruise movie I can name? Oh, wait, he was in Lions for Lambs. Another movie I like.

Okay, back to watching "Modern Marvels" and loving the fact that I can sit around and watch the History Channel at midnight without mentally listing all the homework I'll have tomorrow. =] I don't have any! I'm going to make Christmas cookies, instead.


Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Hannah Montana Revamp

I have more interesting things to talk about, but they all take a lot of time to write, so I'm going to get this one out: I don't like Hannah Montana's new hair. It looks too fake. They changed the theme song, too. It was better before.

I don't watch the show much, and I don't know how long this new theme song has been running for. Anny said it's been a while. My initial reaction though was...I guess they really can make this show worse than it already is.

My "have you ever?"

I couldn't resist. XD
Thanks, Kelsey!

RULES: There are 100 statements and you bold the ones you have done. Grab it and play for yourself!!

1. Started your own blog
2. Slept under the stars
3. Played in a band
4. Visited Hawaii
5. Watched a meteor shower
6. Given more than you can afford to charity.
7. Been to DisneyWorld
8. Climbed a mountain.

9. Held a praying mantis
10. Sang a solo
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea
14. Taught yourself an art from scratch
15. Adopted a child
16. Had food poisoning
17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty
18. Grown your own vegetables
19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France
20. Slept in an overnight train
21. Had a pillow fight
22. Hitchhiked
23. Taken a sick day when you're not ill
24. Built a snow fort
25. Held a lamb
26. Gone skinny dipping
27. Run a marathon
28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice
29. Seen a total eclipse
30. Watched a sunrise or sunset
31. Hit a home run
32. Been on a cruise
33. Seen Niagara Falls in person
34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
35. Seen an Amish community
36. Taught yourself a new language
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person
39. Gone rock climbing
40. Seen Michelangelo's David
41. Sung karaoke
42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited Africa
45. Walked on a beach by moonlight
46. Been transported in an ambulance
47. Had your portrait painted
48. Gone deep sea fishing
49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person
50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris
51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling
52. Kissed in the rain
53. Played in the mud
55. Been in a movie
56. Visited the Great Wall of China
57. Started a business
58. Taken a martial arts class

59. Visited Russia
60. Served at a soup kitchen
61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies
62. Gone whale watching
63. Got flowers for no reason
66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp
67. Bounced a check
68. Flown in a helicopter
69. Saved a favorite childhood toy
70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial
71. Eaten cavier.
72. Pieced a quilt
73. Stood in Times Square
74. Toured the Everglades
75. Been fired from a job
76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London
77. Broken a bone
78. Been on a speeding motorcycle
79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person
80. Published a book
81. Visited the Vatican
82. Bought a brand new car
83. Walked in Jerusalem
84. Had your picture in the newspaper
85. Read the entire Bible
86. Visited the White House
87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
88. Had chicken pox
89. Saved someone's life
90. Sat on a jury
91. Met someone famous
92. Joined a book club
93. Lost a loved one
94. Had a baby
95. Seen the Alamo in person
96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake
97. Been involved in a lawsuit
98. Owned a cell phone
99. Been stung by a bee
100. Read an entire book in one day

Friday, December 5, 2008

No post would be complete without my thoughts on newspaper. ^_^

Today was eventful.

In Chinese, I was nominated to stand in front of the class by myself and get bombarded with questions for 10 minutes. It was my teacher's way of getting the quiet people to participate--make them answer questions with the spotlight on them. The class took a vote for the quietest girl and quietest boy, and I won the girl category.

They were sopposed to ask me a few questions and let me go (the nominated boy only got about 10 to answer), but they wouldn't let me go. I'm really bad at speaking Chinese. I can write it, but I can't get the words out of my mouth when I have to speak it. Someone asked me if I have a dog, and I answered "no, I'm not a dog." *Sigh* Took me a minute to realize what I said wrong, too.

This one really type-A freshman (an okay person, I get along with her, but a sister of a newspaper editor. You get the picture. I think it's genetic.) kept bombarding me with really complicated questions and got frustrated when I asked her to repeat slower. She asked me if I love Nick Jonas. I said yes. XD

In Spanish, we had a sub. We never have a sub in Spanish! Everyone got all excited when they saw him there. This one guy came in and the first thing he said to the guy was "I don't even know who you are, but you just made my day." Totally. Somehow we managed to transgress into a discussion of Appalacia. Only with a sub.

I skipped the last 30 minutes of government to finish my newspaper page. All three of us working on this page (V, the famous A, and I) are all in the same government class. A made me give our teacher the "please excuse us from class" note. >.< She's very into the phrase "well, that's not our job." A, hun, everything on this page is our job.

She waited until today to edit her article, and delayed fixing V's because she didn't think she was responsible for it. She's like, "Let's take care of the stuff that is our job." Okay, sure...but what is our job then? She doesn't think we're responsible for the articles or the pictures. What does that leave, lines and font size?

She did kick it into gear these last couple of days and helped (although failing to do the one thing she promised she would when she stayed after school--place the pictures). I get along with her fine outside of class, I mean we're not friends, but it's nothing like newspaper when I find myself talking to her like my little sister who's not cooperating. I realized today and made a point to be aware of it.

One thing I love her for: she's not afraid to talk to the seniors. I am so terrified of them that whenever she calls them over to help, I step out of the way or pretend to be busy with something. XD There are maybe three editors in there that don't scare me much, but the rest? Especially il duce. I don't know what I think she'll do to me, I mean she's a small person, but I guess like Jane from Twilight, she can torture me with her stare.

There's this freshman in that class who I'm friend-ish with who reminds me so much of my sister. They look kind of similar, they like the same stuff (especially Twilight), and they have a lot of the same mannerisms. I like her, she's really laid back.

Most of the freshman (actually, all but two) are just as uptight as the editors. Is this a prerequisite? Did I miss the memo? Actually, I think complaining about A makes me a little uptight,! I will not turn into Ms. Editor Almighty! I don't think anyone can be her, though. You have to be born with that quality, like Paris from Gilmore Girls. When I use that comparison to describe her, people are like, "OH. That bad?" It hits home harder than the Mussolini comparison.

Wow, I'm horrible. I have to stop calling her il duce. She's not so bad every day. Telling us to ignore the fire drill, though. Haha I can't even remember how many times I've used that anecdote as a conversation starter.

Wednesday, December 3, 2008


I was talking to my friend about Nintendo tonight and he had the funniest description.

"That entire franchise is based around an Italian plumber who shoots fire out of his hands, has a drug addiction to magic mushrooms, and is apparently the only person in the entire kingdom capable of saving a princess from a giant turtle."

Haha. So true. Doesn't mean I like it any less. The extent of my video game literacy consists of anything related to Mario, Luigi, Yoshi and Princess Peach.

Pancakes, Spanish, Newspaper (tempted to say "oh, my!")

I just ate an obscene number of pancakes, and it felt really good.

I spent hours working on my Spanish oral last night, a three-minute biographical speech on a famous Hispanic/Spanish person, no note cards or anything allowed. We presented today, and I was the fourth to last person to go, so I had a whole hour to work myself into a respectable panic attack. Spanish is my worst subject, and this counts for 25% of our midterm grade.

I think I did okay! I could have stayed after the bell to see my grade, but my nerves had gotten the better of me and I opted to go to the bathroom before math instead. There were about 12 people crowded around her waiting for their grades, so I figured I could wait. It's over, so it's not like the grade's going to change.

My partner in newspaper decided yesterday to mess with our page in the last 15 minutes of class. I tried to tell her that we don't have time to mess with anything else, we should fix the things we moved (actually, she moved), but she didn't listen. Our page looked like a construction site. The pictures were strikingly different shades of gray, the alignment was all wrong, the text in the "photo by" line was two different sizes.

I was almost in panic mode. "A, please let me fix it!" She didn't want my help (She wants to sit in the chair and be in charge, but she doesn't get much done.) and when Editor Almighty told us to print them out, she left everything right where it was, didn't even move the "photo by" box back under the picture, just left it floating in the middle of the page.

She was about to click print. I almost grabbed her hand. "No! You can't print it looking like that! Here, just let me fix it." Then the bell rang. She ran out.

I couldn't go work on it after school today, and believe me, that burns me up. I went in at lunch to work on it. A and V both went after school, and A said she would place V's pictures. I have my fingers crossed. I look like the slacker, though, because they went and I didn't. I had piano and couldn't get out of it. I tried, but the recital's next Saturday and evidently my song is harder than I thought.

And I finally thought of a plot for my book, actually a modification of the original plot. Still needs more to make it interesting.

Hmm...I'm going to break out one of the million topics I've been meaning to talk about. I'm being lazy today. I made a plan last night to eat pancakes and chocolate milk when I came home today. They were really good.


Monday, December 1, 2008

Productive conversation...glad we sorted that out.

Remember my fabulous partner who ditched me in newspaper last Tuesday? (Click on the link to read about it.) Well, I talked to her today...

Me: Hey, where were you last Tuesday?
Her, casually: Home.
I snapped: Why?
Her: *Shrug* Missed the bus. Did you finish our page?
Me: Almost. The real pictures aren't in yet because V hasn't taken them, and one picture wouldn't frame right.
Her: Did you have L (photo girl) place the pictures?
Me: No, I didn't know she was supposed to, and they aren't even our final pictures because you never chose any.
Her: So it's not done? What? Why would you do it all yourself?
Me: Because I didn't know what to do! What did you want me to do, stare at the screen? I had to do the work for three people, and I did the best I could!
Her: You know, you wouldn't have had problems with the framing if you would have let L do it.

Maybe I'll remember that next time I get ditched on deadline day. I got blunt, but seriously, she seemed waaay too non-chalant about the whole thing. And to criticize me for doing it wrong? You know, if you want it done right, you do it yourself. She gets to sit home and watch "America's Next Top Model" (I made that up, for the record) and I get to flounder through a foreign photoshop software with a million buttons while the photographer assigned to my page quietly watches me do her job.

I don't mind working, I just hate that she gets a free ride while I take her responsibilities and add them to mine. I also don't want our design to suck...or have it all be my fault. I'm definitely not fixing her pictures tomorrow. She can find L and do whatever. It's her article.

Sunday, November 30, 2008


Things I want to talk about on here but am going to forget:
~Hannah Montana's new wig and theme song
~The grocery store theme park in Ohio
~The video of Robert Pattinson vampire-biting Tyra Banks

Okay. Now maybe I'll remember to talk about them. Don't have time now, government essay. Not that anyone really cares about any of that. ^_^"

Ed Westwick to Ed Cullen

Guess what? I saw Twilight again on Friday! My cousins wanted to go. This time, since I already knew what was coming, I focused on the dialogue more. Wow...the first time, it didn't strike me how awkward it was. This time, I was slinking down in my chair. Really, though. Twilight is probably the worst movie I've ever loved. It actually wasn't as bad the second time, now that I was expecting it. It's really growing on me. So is Rob, I like him better now than I did last week.

You know who would make a really good Edward Cullen? Ed Westwick. They would have do some work on his look to make him fit the part appearance-wise, but his mannerisms are very Edward. I think his acting would fit the part really well. He's British, too, but he does an amazing American accent. I didn't know he was British until I heard him in a "Gossip Girl" promo speaking normally.

This girl in newspaper keeps telling me that I look like Idina Menzel. We were watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade and she was on a float, so I mentioned it, and my dad flipped. "Oh my God you look just like her! Stand next to the TV, I wanna compare!" Maybe I look a little like her. I take it as a compliment because she's pretty. I'm for sure not as pretty as her. We might look a little more alike if I didn't have gaps in my teeth like a third grader.

Speaking of which, these three teeth that I'm missing were supposed to come in over a year ago, and I foung out yesterday that if they don't, I have to get surgery on it or I'll start getting sinus infections and all these problems. Excellent. Knock on wood for me though. I don't want surgery.


Friday, November 28, 2008

My Thanksgiving

I hope you had a good Thanksgiving! I did. There was a fire, a gingerbread house contest, and a game of capture-the-flag on a golf course in the dark.

We went to my aunt's house about five minutes from mine. I mentioned the gingerbread houses that were so important to my sister. We had another contest with them, but this time, the little kids were involved and their attention spans for anything but Batman Tag are pretty non-existant. Michael (7) stayed in there for a while, though. He was on our team.

While we were outside being oblivious, my cousin's toilet caught on fire. No, I'm not making that up. There was a candle on top of it next to a fake flower. The flower caught on fire, fell and completely melted the toilet seat. The whole thing was melted off and black. The wall was all singed. I didn't see the fire, but I heard it was almost two feet high. Of all things to catch on fire on Thanksgiving, it ends up being the thing filled with water.

My aunt lives on a golf course, so we went out and played football after the golfers dispersed. It was actually fun. I used to hate it in middle school, I mean really hate it. Now that I'm not forced to learn all the rules and play it for a grade, it's not as stupid as I used to think. The first time I played in fifth grade, I asked this girl in my class how to play. She said (exact quote), "When the ball comes toward you, you run like hell that way." That's how I played football for four years.

I just realized yesterday that it's called a "down" when you drop the ball. I always thought a down was one quarter of the playing field (four downs). It makes so much more sense thinking of it like an out in baseball. Anyway, I scored a touchdown!

Then we played capture the flag in the sand pits in the dark. Our flags were the sand pit rakes, and I knew someone was going to get hurt. Like they say, it's all fun and games until the 7-year-old gets whacked in the jaw. He was fine, maybe bruised today, but I was too far away to see clearly and his piercing shreik made me think it was something worse, like the pronged side in his eye.

Happy Christmastime! I know the whole thing about Christmas starting after Thanksgiving is all commercial, but that doesn't mean I have to love it any less. We put up decorations today. I love Christmas.

"May your days be merry and bright,"

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Gingerbread House Black Wednesday

9:30 this morning, I couldn't decide what to wear, so I ended up being lazy and watching an "I Dream of Jeannie" rerun (funny, too. She inadvertantly robs a bank). Anny starts yelling:

"I called Michael's [craft store] and they said they only have a few gingerbread houses left, so lets go now before they sell out! If you're not dressed in five minutes, you're not coming." Anny really wants gingerbread houses to build on Thanksgiving at my aunt's. None of the supermarkets had them.

I don't know what the employee on the phone considers "a few" because they had more gingerbread house kits in two display racks than I've ever seen in my entire life. Good thing we rushed. I wouldn't let her live that down for the rest of the day. XD It wasn't her fault, but she really yelled at me for not getting dressed fast enough.

Oh, and I watched the first part of American Pie: Band Camp this morning (channel surfing), and wow...that is STUPID. I think my IQ dropped. Never seen the original one and never really had a major interest, but now I probably never will. Watching that was totally not connected to me making apple pie for Thanksgiving this afternoon. o_o That one was Anny's choice, but the irony wasn't lost on me. Is it irony or coincidence? Meh. I'm too tired for literary devices.

I found the best Twilght review that I've read so far! Read this, it has all of my opinions plus a few others I wish I'd thought of myself. Really good review.

Happy Thanksgiving! About an hour to go, I think.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

I feel accomplished for some reason.

Brace yourself for a little newspaper babbling.

My fabulous partner with the great work ethic decided to ditch me on deadline day and not come to school. She better have one hell of an excuse, but then again, she wasn't much help the days she did show up.

I was teamed up with A (and didn't know this until I had finished it, but third group member V) to design a page for the newspaper. We planned to work on it at lunch in order to have it all done by the end of class today. We had class time to work on it, and last class, she decides she doesn't feel like helping me. "I can't help you today" is not the kind of thing you want to hear when you have two days to design a page using a software you've never used before. Seriously, I had no idea what I was doing.

Yesterday, we got nothing done because she decided our lunch time was a good time to get anal about the box proportions. Me: "Yeah, A, not such a priority right now First we have to figure out what goes in the boxes." Today she didn't show up. Excellent.

Me on this software was like a game of pin the tail on the donkey, but I am so happy that my blind attempt was close! My teacher told me it was one of the best pages she'd seen all day! *Deep sigh of relief* I had no idea if I was doing it right. For all I knew, I was way off base. I mean, when Ms. Editor Almighty looked at it yesterday, she cringed and made a face. (She wasn't in school today either <3)

I put all these pictures in and spent all this time screwing around with photoshop. Then I found out in the last 20 minutes of class that it wasn't my job. My teacher said "Oh, nice, who did this for you?" Oops. Actually, all that was V's job. She never told me it was her job. She said she didn't know how to do it, but I never realized she was supposed to know how to do it.

One thing I didn't do right: I couldn't figure out how to do a "clip path." The button wasn't working, I placed and adjusted and re-edited the picture and it still didn't work. It wouldn't work for my teacher either. Now it looks too boxy and there are two gaps in the page margin where the picture overlaps. Wah, now I'm going to get grief about it (and about V drawing in corrections with a ballpoint pen, not my fault).

I want my teacher (and all the editors who think they're better than me) to know that I do work! I'm not a stupid staff writer who can't do anything right, and if I'm really just not cut out for this, it's not because I don't try.

The "my section" girl went off on a hilarious rant during lunch about the stupid staff writers who don't belong in newspaper. She said something to the effect of only the editors should write articles and the rest of us should get page jobs. ^_^ I never cease to be amused. On impulse, I almost told her to shut up.

Oh, this other freshman held her own to an editor and actually said, "None of you took the time to come ask me about my article, so this is what I have for you. If you had something else in mind, you should have told me earlier." I almost high-fived her. I did tell her how great that comment was and that I totally agree.

I'm on Thanksgiving break! Yay! Smiles. Oh and if you want to see a commercial for pudding flavored fruit roll-ups from 1987, it's on my other blog. Linkety Link.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Between 12 last night and 12 this morning...

I was talking to my friend on the phone about school. She knows this girl from my newspaper class through dance (who's like newspaper's golden sophomore. The editors all love her partly because she's a good writer, but also because her sister was the former editor-in-chief.)

Anyway, Lisa says "You know, the school she talks about and the school you talk about sound like two completely different places." In a lot of ways, they are.
I said, "Well, we hang out with totally different people."
Lisa said that the girl from newspaper talks about all this high school drama, gossip, who's manipulating whom, and I never mention any of that.
I said, "Like I said, I don't really live in that world." It's funny how we can go to the same school and have such a different perspective on it.

The girl from newspaper is actually a cool person. She was my roommate at newspaper camp, and I knew the kind of people she hung around with, so I stereotyped her. She surprised me. One of those Nick Jr. lessons: If you judge people, you run the risk of feeling really, really stupid when you're wrong.

Another thing I feel like talking about. If you don't want to know the ending to My Best Friend's Wedding, don't read this.

I watched the last 40 minutes of that movie this morning. It stars Julia Roberts, Dermot Mulroney <3, and Cameron Diaz, and it's pretty much the same concept as Made of Honor but opposite. Julia Roberts is in love with her best friend, but he's getting married to Cameron Diaz and she's the maid of honor. She tries to break them up and actually fails!

If it would have ended the expected cliche way where he leaves Cameron at the alter for Julia yada yada yada happily ever after, it would have been too predictable, but the ending was like...what? She tells him she loves him, they kiss, the fiancee sees them and runs away, he chases her, and Julia decided that she will never have him and should get over it. In the end, she makes a toast at their wedding, he gives her a hug and leaves with his wife. She gets together with this other guy who I guess was a friend (didn't see the whole movie) and has sort of a different happilt ever after.

Interesting ending because they made it seem like Cameron Diaz was a background character that didn't really matter, so I didn't expect her to "win." I guess they wanted it to be a surprise. I don't know...they didn't show that Julia stayed friends with him or that it was all okay in the end. At the end, she said something like, "I'm doing something I should have done a long time ago. I'm saying goodbye." I guess it was a happy ending because she could finally stop pining for him after nine years knowing how he feels, and she can be happy for him. I wasn't prepared for that one.

Good screenwriting on their part. If the movie had the expected ending, I wouldn't still be talking about it now. I would have been like "that's cute" and forget about it five minutes later. It got me to spend 20 minutes typing it into my blog, too. Geniuses. I fell into the trap. ^_^"

Thanksgiving this week!!

Saturday, November 22, 2008

John Tucker Debe Morir

I watched John Tucker Must Die in Spanish this morning! It was funny in Spanish. I'm trying to listen to it more to get used to it. I can't understand much Spanish when they talk at a, well, normal speed. That doesn't help my grade much, so yeah, I'm watching John Tucker Debe Morir for my grade.

My complete Twilight review between the two posts on here was almost 1,500 words. And I took stuff out! I probably could have written another 500. Sorry about all the babbling. Good reviews are concise.

So my Chemistry teacher said that if you bite into a Wintergreen Lifesaver in a dark room, blue sparks come out of your mouth. Something about electrons being knocked out of orbit that creates bluish-green light. Of course, I'm a dork and quite curious, so I tried it. It didn't work as well as I thought. I didn't see anything, but my sister said it sparked a little, like once. I'm going to try that again.

Earlier, I was watching the Spongebob episode where Patrick writes a song. Love that one. Here you are. Spongebob is <3.

Until later. Don't know what I'm going to do tonight. Might watch The Breakfast Club in Spanish or something. The DVD probably doesn't have Spanish surround though. Oh, well. I'll watch it anyway.

Hasta luego!

More Twilight

I was too tired to finish this last night, but I have two more things that were so funny I didn't want the 2 AM exhaustion to make me more incoherent than usual.

JASPER'S FACE!!! That can't be explained in words, and I can't find any pictures that do it justice. When the Cullens first walk in during the beginning of the movie, Bella's friend Jessica (who was dead-on accurate to book Jessica) said something like "That's the one who always looks like he's in pain." His face was like wide-eyed stone statue face like he just saw a bear. I think he supposed to be all pain-stricken because he was trying so hard to control his blood-thirst in a room full of humans, but the face was...fabulous.

Another thing. Why were the Cullens so clingy? Jasper and Alice, Rosalie and Emmett walked around with their arms wrapped around each other awkwardly in nearly every appearance. They were supposed to act casual at school in order to blend in, look like a normal family, and not draw attention. In the movie, it was like heads turn when they walk in a room. The movie tried to give the Cullens more of a "weirdness" factor by making a big deal about "oh, wow, they're adopted brothers and sisters and they do that?" They're just supposed to sit quietly in the corner, not climb all over each other and draw attention. Ostentatious.

They interrupted scenes that were supposed to be critical and serious with stupid random stuff so you can't not laugh just because of the timing. Jacob and Bella's conversation about wolves and vampire legends on the beach was interrupted with this girl from her school screaming girlishly while this guy chased her around with a snake. Stuff like that happened a lot, and you can't not laugh.

Okay, here are the things about the movie that was actually really good Twilight to movie translation, or just good decisions.

The casting for the whole Cullen family was great. I think Rob might have been okay for the part if he acted more Edward-like, though I don't think his (the actor himself's) looks and mannerisms are very Edward, even if he did step up the acting. All the actors for the family definitely fit the parts and translated them well (Jasper! That killed me.) Victoria, Laurent, and James, and the high school kids were alright, too. None of those characters were mangled too badly.

Basically, this movie is as shallow as the trailer makes it seem. Maybe it was meant to mirror the shallowness of the series but in a different way. If this was a parody, it would be the most epic movie, the social context of having Bella represent typical teen girls entrenched in what they think is love, and Edward standing for the bad boy that these girls should avoid but can't.

I'm the last person to say I believe that 17-year-olds can fall in love for real, but reading the books, I believed in Bella and Edward. The movie though...if the whole point of that brilliant disaster was to parody Twilight's superficiality, I commend them and give it a 10. If not, than they just missed the target and gave me a good laugh.

So worth it. Sooo worth it. I will buy this and watch it a million times for Edward's facial expressions alone. Go see this and tell me what you think! <333


Twilight Movie!

Disclaimer: Possible spoilers (not like the Twilight story is a secret) and if you totally loved this movie for it's face value, sorry to offend you, but I two newspapers, three adults, and two of my friends all said the same thing: if you're over 13-years-old, you will probably have many of the same opinion I do.

I have never seen a movie theater that packed before. The line to get tickets was ridiculous, but just the line to get in the door was...insane. There were three theaters running at the same time. It was so totally worth it, but not for the reason everybody thought.

I can say that I haven't laughed so hard during a movie since the Brady Bunch parody. And that one was actually supposed to be funny.

Twilight was so bad that it was good. Actually, it was better than good. It was the best thing ever. If it was supposed to be a parody, I would give it an A. M and I made a list of everything in this movie that made us fall out of our chairs laughing.

To start, there was no character development. Bella stayed somber, depressed, and monotone. Edward stayed somber, depressed, and monotone. They're the same people at the beginning of the movie as they are at the end, and they're characters have no dimensions. Bella hates her life and is obsessed with her vampire. Edward hates his life and loves protecting his human. That's all there is to them. There was no emotion in this movie at all.

Now, seriously, the thing on Bella's bed...I shall explain. Edward's in Bella's room and uses the "let me try something" line to kiss her. He says that, then says "don't move." He stares at her for a few seconds (apparently the director's attempt at a dramatic moment but really just looked like staring) and says "don't move" again more forcefully. A few more seconds of staring then they're making out in that whole "oh, they're gonna do it" way (annoyingly pointed, and of course they don't).

Bella's wearing underwear and a tank top. Uh obviously trying to make a point. "Oh, we need something sex-related so here ya go. If we make it really intense, maybe you won't notice the lack-of-emotion." Then Edward throws himself backwards off of her about eight feet into a wall and says something like "I have more self-restraint than I though." To which she responds, out of breath, "so do I." That whole scene was way too in-your-face and might have fit the purpose better if there was actual emotion there. Maybe. I felt bad about laughing but, what the...

Another gripe: the meadow scene. They butchered that so bad that it was hilarious. I can't even explain how messed up and funny that was. Basically, they went to the meadow because Edward says "You have to see what happens to me in the sunlight! Now!" and he pulls her up on his back and takes off. The part where he freaks out on her and starts throwing trees was fairly accurate though. They did a good job with that.

There was so much staring in this movie. So much screen time was dedicated to characters staring at each other. The acting isn't good enough for the stares to be all-telling and dramatic, so it's just funny dead space. There was this one scene where Edward drives past Billy and they stare at each other. Billy twitches.

Robert Pattinson's Edward was out-of-character. He mumbled, says like and um, and used colloquial teen phrases. Edward is supposed to be old-fashioned and articulate. His facial expressions were really weird. The first time he met Bella in Biology, he was biting his fist to show restraint, but it really just looked like he was shoving his fist up his nose.

In the ballet studio scene, which was really anticlimactic, they spent a lot of time watching Edward weigh the pros and cons of sucking the venom out of her. When he finally does, it looks like he's eating her arm like a big sandwich.

There was no emotion in this movie. If you didn't read the book, you would think that the whole relationship between Bella and Edward was just Bella's fascination with his vampire-ness. At most, it looked like shallow teen romance attraction instead of cutesy fairy tale true love that the book made it to be.

The action sequences were goofy. Edward jumps out of windows into trees, and the vampires fly like E.T. on a bicycle. The whole thing was just...surreal and reading the book is kind of a prerequisite ot the movie. If you didn't read it, you probably wouldn't understand. It's very choppy and switches from one scene to another with little transition.

Anyway, this thing is hilarious. Go see it, it's an amazing parody and maybe an effective marketing strategy. People who don't like Twilight might like to laugh at the superficiality of teen romance.

I have more to say about this, but I'm tired and this post is already long. ^^

The one who will buy this on DVD,

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Newspaper x_x

I would write five articles for this issue is someone else would do the interviewing for me. Actually, if someone would design my page and do my interviews, I would write ten articles. Gah, I hate newspaper sooo much. I have to write an article in two days, no big deal, but I have to get interviews. Terrified.

And I hate In Design. And designing pages. And the people in my class who talk to me like I'm four. I'm never going into journalism, though I hope I get over my fear of talking to people by the time I get a real job. Ahh I can't do this again. If I could just interview freshmen and sophomores, I'd be fine, but I need juniors and seniors for this!! Ah, I can't do it.

They didn't say I need interviews, but getting by talking about holiday food without more quotes than just the Russian girl in my government class and my little quote from the principal probably won't go over well. I talked to more people than that, but the rest wouldn't help me! GAHHH.

At least there's diagnostics again tomorrow. I miss morning classes and get to sleep. Tiny silver lining in my hellish newspaper-centric next week. Sigh, at least once it's over, it's Thanksgiving.

Saturday, November 15, 2008

More antics from Ms. Editor Almighty

I wrote this yesterday and fell asleep before I got to posting it, so here you are. Just pretend the date stamp is Friday.

Newspaper yesterday was so funny I had to face the computer screen and pretend to be working so il duche wouldn't see me laughing at her.

Our editor-in-cheif yelled for an hour, and it would have been nonstop if it wasn't for the fire drill that she tried to make us skip. Yeah, the fire alarm went off and she goes, "You have got to be kidding me. Okay, nobody leave, just skip it, they'll never know." Our teacher was out, and it took us a few minutes to actually leave.

Another editor got up, and "the great one" yelled at her to sit down. I was cracking up. What kind of power does she have to tell the 30 kids to skip a fire drill because she's in the middle of a rant? Hahaha precious moments.
Once we got back, though, oh boy did she scream. A lot of "What class am I in? Is this newspaper? It doesn't seem like it because nobody wantes to write anything. Fantastic. A staff of 30 and no one has any interest in making a newspaper. I'm going to assign you an article that you don't want to write because you're so apathetic. That's what you get." Every single thing she says is dripping with sarcasm. Always.

Her problem was that we have to many features and not enough news, so we need to come up with more news articles. If I was in charge, I would just convert a news page to a features page and be done, but instead we are coming up with boring and overdone news articles to fill space. I hate filling space. There is so much I would hange if I was in charge. I have ideas, but she scares me so much I'm afraid to say it. They don't have anything to do with school, but they're interesting.

Another thing: Why does all of our news have to do with school? School is boring. High school kids are boring. The real world is so much more interesting than the little bubble we live in where FCAT and scholarships make good news articles.
One of the freshman yearbook kids who were working on computers during our class turned to me and said, "She seems a little bossy." UNDERSTATEMENT, but for an outsider to say that, there's no way I'm crazy.

Seriously, though, I was laughing for the entire class. If I ever yelled like that, I would probably be too embarrassed to show up again. No one can respect her when she throws fits like a toddler. It gives me a good laugh though.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

You're so vain!

Ni xi huan dan gao? Do you like cake?
Wo ai dan gao! Wo de dan gao shi hao! Ni de dan gao hao ma?
I love cake! My cake is good! Is your cake good?

Hehe. I love Chinese. I can't remember how to write cake though. It was a bonus on today's test, but I only got it half right.

I was eating a Halloween Oreo today that tasted like candy corn >.> Coincidence?

It's only Wednesday (right there, I almost sad Thursday) and it feels like it should at least be Thursday. At least I get to go into school late tomorrow, and that means newspaper is shorter. Mwaha =]

I need something to talk about...

X-E (my favorite website ever) is setting up for Christmas! Oooh, ooh! I just thought of something!

Carly Simon is going to tell people the name of the guy who inspired "You're So Vain" one letter at a time. She hasn't given out any new letters since 2004 I think because so far, the letters she has revealed could fit any of the three suspected guys. If she gives out any more, it would give it away.

She gave out an E, an A, and an R. The three suspected guys are Mick Jagger, Warren Beatty, and James Taylor. This June, she supposedly told Howard Stern the name of the guy.

In interviews, Warren Beatty has said that the song is totally all about him and people should stop speculating. You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you.

I love this song. It's cool that she's trying to regenerate hype about her song that' Billboard's 72nd best song of all time, but has fallen into obscurity like most things from the 70s. I have her on my iPod, so I'm doing my part. ^^

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Why does sock guy come out unscathed?

Today was a pretty happy day. I got to go to lunch (long story) and newspaper wasn't too painful. Speaking of newspaper...

Someone in newspaper interviewed my friend about the bowling team, and he's one of those people that everyone absolutely hates. I have never met anyone who didn't have something to say about him. For sure, he has more enemies than friends and neutral aquaintances combined, and some of that he brings on himself (he doesn't always know when to stop talking), but I don't think he's as annoying as everyone says.

I mean, at the mention of his name, three sophomores grabbed chairs and circled around to exchange grievances about him. They come up with really uninspired rumors. It's funny though how much they hate him. If you look past his obvious quirks, he has a lot of his own opinions on things, he's interesting, and is actually a pretty decent person (especially for a 15 year old boy). When he gets in an argument with his haters, his comebacks are so funny and true that I'm like, "Maybe this guy's not as bad as everyone says." And he really isn't.

Hold on, I'm getting to the actual point.

Weirdly, the people who bash him and make up rumors about him are the people who think Stefan, my much-loved sock guy, is brilliant and poetic. Yes, I'm using his name. Doesn't matter anymore.

Stefan needs to get his butt kicked, or at least a strongly-worded lecture. The people who hate my friend don't see anything wrong with Stefan listing the girls who look ugly without make-up. They don't notice when he's so disrepectful to our English teacher that it leaves him speachless. (I've felt so bad that I almost went to the teacher and apologized for him). They don't notice when he makes fun of people who died. My friend might be annoying, but he doesn't do that. He's the extroverted math nerd kind of annoying, not the obnoxious party boy who...just isn't like Stefan. When you become like that, you can't fall much further. Strangely, a lot of people see nothing wrong with him. If you can tolerate Stefan, you can't call anyone annoying. I almost asked them. That would be an interesting poll.

I can probably name 10 other "Stefan-esque" people at my school with bad attitudes and/or ugly souls that are absoulutely adored.

I think one of the reasons I respect their much-hated math nerd is because he and I hate the same people. Sure, he may bother you, but doesn't high school have enough jerks you can kick around? Why not ignore him? He means well. Why pick the one that's already socially isolated and out of your way? Oh right, because you're sheep. No one dares mention the Stefan-esque kids' names unless in the context of "is Jesus reincarnated." He has friends, he has credibility. Mess with him, and you'll become the new "hated one" that the newspaper kids gossip about.

Of course, that doesn't stop shy Juliana from death glaring at "the holy one." As one of my freshman newspaper friends told me, I have a really good death glare.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Abandoned Albertsons = CREEPY

Would anyone expect an abandoned grocery store to be creepy? Evidently, the Albertson’s grocery store chain shut down. I guess I forgot about that. We walked by one of the abandoned Albertson’s last night, and there was a huge window looking into absolute desolation. It was the strangest thing, kind of what I’d imagine a grocery store movie set to look like before they put the props in. Just…fake. What would a grocery store look like with nothing in it? One of those things that you don’t think about. Half the shelves were gone, the freezer cases were empty, and the only things really left inside were dismantled checkout counters and the signs on the walls that say “Fresh Produce” and “Pharmacy.”

You know what it was? It was surreal. I stared in that window for a few minutes thinking about it until my mom broke my trance with “Julie, you look intrigued.” I answered with “It’s just so sad-looking. I mean, once upon a time a mother would take her little kids here and they would beg her for cookies in the cookie aisle, or a young husband and wife would stand in the dairy section deciding if they want skim milk or 2%. And now it’s gone!” To that, my sister bluntly responded, “Remind me never to go grocery shopping with you. You get too sentimental.” True, I am, but I’m lucky that I was born a girl because sentimentality is expected, and I can always use PMS as an excuse. Speaking of sentimentality, I have another story, but later.

Anyway, there’s nothing like a row of empty freezer cases to make you ponder your own mortality.

I probably failed to mention that I was in Orlando, FL this weekend, and I got to watch the Epcot and Magic Kingdom fireworks from a distance. I love those. Did you know it costs $1,000 to run them for one minute? They go for 20 minutes a night, 365 nights a year. I can’t do that math, but cost? Environment? They should look into a laser lights instead and only do real fireworks on Saturdays or something. They are pretty though. ^___^

Saturday, November 8, 2008

No...just no.

I have nothing to talk about, so I'm going to post my compilation of things I've heard recently that deserve a "no...just no."

Miley Cyrus and her 20-year old boyfriend.

On the topic of Miley Cyrus, her having her 16th birthday this week and televising it when her birthday isn't for three weeks. I am three weeks older than her and I take pride in that! She doesn't get to share my week.

The "Will it Blend?" guy blending an iphone. Who paid for that one?

Baby slippers that look like high heels.

Part 2: Yay! THat's amazing! later

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Anecdote to offset all the politics >.>

These guys in newspaper were cutting out pictures of girls in bikinis and taping them to the wall in the corner by the computers. There were a bunch of those, one angled for a straight shot down Jessica Simpson's shirt, one topless pregnant 20-something-year-old girl (I couldn't figure out what that one was advertising), two dead fish, one cartoon turkey, and a coke bottle. Oh, and a pyramid of cats.

I was cracking up. One of them was bribing me to say "Jessica Simpson is hot." I told him I'm staying out of it, and he thought I was just being homophobic. Actually, I didn't say anything because I couldn't decide if I thought she was hot or not. I probably wouldn't have said it out of principle anyway, even if it was a guy. Maybe if it Chase Crawford I'd say it.

Election Musings

Okay, these are my opinions on the election, our new president and why I wasn't siding with him for the end of his campaign. Respect my opinions because I need to get this out. I haven't been talking about it to avoid confrontation and mostly because my political views aren't so one-sided that's it's worth making my friends mad at me over.

Okay, nothing against Obama or anyone who voted for him, but these are the things that made me lean toward McCain:

~His tax plan isn't likely to succeed in the long run. It's a great idea to take money from the people who have a lot and give it to the people who have a little--in a perfect world. What about the drug-addicted deadbeat alcoholic who spent the last of his savings on meth? He's going to get free money. People actually worked for their money (maybe not all honestly, but there are some who are honest and earn it) are going to have to give more of it away to Obama so he can pay the meth addict.

In the end, that won't help the economy anyway because the people who receive the tax break probably won't spend it and put it back into the economy. They would probably save it. I mean, I'd save it. My parents would save it. In the end, that would burrow us deeper into a recession, and he will end up having to tax the middle class more anyway.

Meanwhile, the small business that got screwed in the tax plan will all die, and the big business owners will have to start firing people.

~If we threw in the white flag in Iraq now, when we're almost done, all those guys who died there would have died for nothing. War sucks, and I've been saying forever that we have to stop it and that it's stupid, but at this point, all these years later, the guys who volunteered to fight and died for America...I don't think all that should be for nothing. They shouldn't die in vain.

And we'd leave the entire Iraq devastated but the people still live in fear of terrorism. That's like taking a broken car, offering to fix it, taking it all apart, then leaving it and saying "yeah, we give up." That would just make it worse!

I'm being controversial, but just respect my opinion on that one, okay?

~A ridiculous number of people voted for Obama because of his race, and that's just ignorant. It's great that he's African-American, it's about time we had a black president, but that doesn't mean you ignore everything he stands for and focus solely on his lineage. That bothers me so much. If they actually like him for his views, that's different, but I've talked to people who have no idea what his views are.

~Another group voted for him because he's young, thin, and charismatic. That was my initial attraction to him. A few months ago, I was set on choosing Obama over McCain. He's an amazing speaker, and he presents himself very presidentially. But if he were an old, short, stocky, bald man, would he have gotten that many votes? If McCain looked like Kennedy, would the Republicans have gotten more support?

~HIS ADVERTISING. That was inappropriate. There's a line between politician and celebrity, and I think our new president has blurred it.

Ahh, now that that is off my chest. I haven't talked about this to anyone really because I don't like being political, and I really don't hate Obama. We disagree on a few things, and if I could vote, I would have voted for McCain. However, I think I subconsciously always wanted Obama to win because he'd be a cool president.

I just negated my entire post with that hypocritical statement, but the power of his charisma is too strong. It's not his fault either. Any young guy advocating change is going to be popular. I'm trusting him though, and I think he'll do a good job. Hey, he has to be better than Bush.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Happy birthday to me!!

I will be 16 in 2 hours and 40 minutes from the timestamp on this post. My birthday was happy. Taylor and Tyler from math made me a card (soo nice of them because we haven't talked about birthdays in a long time, but Taylor still remembered. I also never knew Tyler cared, but he wrote in it, too. It's always nice to know that people think of you, especially when you don't expect it.

Kelsey got me a penguin-shaped stress ball for my birthday! That was such a highlight. I've been showing it to people all day going, "Isn't this adorable?" M said it was so appropriate for me. Haha, yeah it is.

My Spanish teacher handed me a nice birthday present: two 90s on last week's quizzes. That put me in a good mood. I needed at least that to protect my sanity.

In other news, election day today, huh? This will be interesting. I think people know who I want, though I've avoided talking about it for the last few months because people automatically assume that I hate the other guy. I don't. We all know who's going to win, whether the republicans want to admit it or not. He's going to have a huge mess to clean up when he gets in, and God bless him for wanting that job. I'm going to trust him and believe that he'll do the right thing because he seems like a good guy. Anyway, some fresh blood might be good for the U.S. I just hope he can handle it.

Okay, talking politics is dangerous, so moving on to "Gossip Girl." Much less controversial, unless you're the Parents TV council who tried to shut it down this year. Grr, I won't let them do that.

Okay, last night's episode. The thing with Blair using the dean's friend's daughter to get into Yale was funny, especially when she realized she was dealing with a mini version of herself.

And Jenny and Nate...I know they are supposed to be two years apart in the show, but Chase Crawford does not look 17. Especially standing next to 15-year-old Taylor Momsen, he shows all 23 years. I think the age difference is glaring...although I wouldn't mind being in Taylor's place ^_~ In the end of the episode, Dan (Jenny's brother) finds out, yells at Nate, and Nate says "She's a sophomore, I'm a senior. Don't act like I'm some creepy older guy." Hehe, well looks can be deceiving, budddy.

Oh and Jenny's fashion show? That was awesome.

Sigh. How long did I just babble about "Gossip Girl?" I have to much time on my hands. Actually I don't. I put off Chemistry homework for that. ^^ Bye!

Love the almost 16-year-old Juliana =]

Sunday, November 2, 2008

I will be 16 in 46 hours o.O

I don't even care that I have two newspaper articles to finish for tomorrow because I had the best birthday weekend ever!! Really, and probably the thing that made me happiest was that my friends who didn't know each other got along. I don't think they're that good at pretending, so I'm pretty confident it was genuine pleasantness. It's always happy when your friends like each other, too, right? I've had a lot of friends who hated each other passionately, and that's not fun.

M took the best pictures on Fran's camera and I have to get her to give them to me. The following ones aren't them. They're for illustration purposes.

M got me a bonsai tree (We have this joke about them because there's a random bonsai tree sitting in the hallway at school by my government teacher's room, and we have no idea why.) I love it, it's so cute and so cool that she thought about it. ^^

Since my party was my whole extended family plus three of my friends and my friend's brothers, there were lot of younger kids there, and we expected rain, so my mom decided to get T-shirts and let everybody color on them.

I was all for it because I haven't decorated T-shirts since 5th grade, and it's so much fun! It did rain, and the T-shirts came through once it got too wet/muddy out to play Man Hunt (we're such kids, but I'm holding on to my childhood! I'm not officially 16 until Tuesday!) Ayway, T-shirts:

No last names, so I think I'm okay to post it. I love my shirt! I had a bunch of people sign it. I tried to get everybody.

I wrote the Chinese love symbol better in fabric marker then I do on tests >.> The "ah, seriously? yes, seriously." is a joke about my disbelief and basic freaking about being 16 in two days. The thought process was kind of a rising "16. 16. 16? 16!? NO!!" I don't feel that old! I don't even feel like a "teenager." I was writing the number on the shirt and I started counting years to make sure I wasn't wrong. I don't believe it.

Halloween itself, by the way, was so not disappointing! Maybe best ever. It did my obsession justice. I'm sad it's over though. Next is the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade!

Oh, and Fran got me a Twilight poster. Hehe. Another obsession fueled. =]

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Halloween Tomorrow!~

Someone in newspaper was nice to me! editor in newspaper was nice to me. Shock. My government teacher gave me an idea for an article, so I was going to ask if I could change mine and write about that instead. I like hers better, and I don't have to be so dependent on other kids for content. I was pretty much bracing myself for a deluge of that senior condescension I have grown so fond of, but he gave me an actual, reasonable response like a normal person! I just have to show him drafts of both on Monday and he'll pick. Wow, I wanted to hug him. He lowered my level of editor-directed cynicism.

Ahh! Halloween is tomorrow!! I AM SO EXCITED!! Since I'm in Key Club, I'm trick-or-treating for UNICEF, collecting money for the kids in Swaziland with HIV/AIDS. The president said this at the meeting today: There are more AIDS-infected people in Swaziland than in New York, Los Angeles, and Chicago combined. According to the website, 12 million children in sub-Saharan Africa alone are orphans because their parents died from AIDS.

They don't have good water or health care over there, so this year's UNICEF trick-or-treaters are collecting money to build shelters where these kids can get some medical care, food, water, and clean clothes. If you don't have anything to do tomorrow, get a box at Hallmark and trick-or-treat for UNICEF. Selena Gomez is doing it!

My little sister's big into spreading the word around. She's on a committee at her school to get people involved.

I'm also celebrating my 16th birthday this weekend. I can't believe I'm actually excited about that, but I am. A month ago, I hated the idea of turning 16, but now I figure it's going to happen whether I like it or not, so I might as well have fun with it! Happy Halloween Eve!

Oh, and thanks for "boo"ing me Kelsey!


Wednesday, October 29, 2008


Looking for interview candidates for my article today, I got a few nos, a couple "only if I have to"s, two eye-rolls, and one "I'll see what I can come up with." I wanted to hug the only girl who said she'll think about it.

2 days until Halloween and 5 until my birthday! =]

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

What if no one lets me quote them?

Wow, my no crying resolution lasted one hour. Fantastic.

I only have to see these people one more time this week.

Ah, newspaper. I wish I could video it so people will believe me. Ms. Almighty and the "my section" girl (who likes to dictate what she does not want in her section, but doesn't suggest anything of her own) would make great characters for my movie.

Working on a new article. I was stressed out about pending article assignments last night and all this morning. My goal is to finish this one as quickly and with as little aggrivation as possible. Hah. I am not going to cry about this one. Maybe if I say that enough, I won't.

I want to make a list, but I have Spanish to study for and newspaper to work on. The omnipotent one isn't going to like my interviewing method, but screw it. I put a lot of thought into this, and I know what I have to do to get enough people for an interesting article. Sigh. I hate interviewing sooo much.

Monday, October 27, 2008

The Map Guy


Sunday, October 26, 2008


I was wrong. It doesn't get much better than this.

Benvenidos todos a la casa azul!

It doesn't get much better than "Bear in the Big Blue House" in Spanish. Except Danish, which is a million times better. Ahem.

Wait..."Ella es la luna?" She is the moon? No kidding. The English line is "catch the moon at our house." Love comparing translations. I like reading the comments, too--school doesn't teach us how to chatspeak in Spanish.

I never knew that ahahahahaha is ajajajajaj in Spanish. I guess it makes sense, their h is silent and j is pronounced like an h (like Jesus=Haysues). "Bear in the Big Blue House" taught me something.

My neighborhood is not neighborly. So not.

My neighborhood had their Halloween block party today, which is one of my favorite events of the year...even though I'm always the only kid out of middle school who gives a crap and definitely the only one who dresses up.

Nobody trick-or-treats in my neighborhood because my neighbors are not the kind of people who want to sit around on Halloween answering the door and passing out candy. They prefer to party and drink their Halloween spirit in the form of orange jello shots. The people who actually have little kids aren't home either because they take their kids to a happier place to trick-or-treat.

Point being: you can ring the bell all you want, but nobody's answering the door.

My house is the only house on my street with anything remotely resembling a Halloween decoration. We have jack-o-lanterns, skeletons hanging from the trees, and a tombstone (in the front--I decorated the back and the inside even better). We look very out-of-place.

The one thing my neighborhood does in the spirit of Halloween is throw this block party where people set up tables with Halloween-related games, and kids trick-or-treat to the tables, play the games, and win candy. My sister and I created a Halloween-themed trivial pursuit/Jeopardy. We have a decorated game board and something like nine typed pages of questions separated into categories. Anny painted the board this year and it's adorable.

Anyway, the turnout for the block party was...lame at it's best. I think there were only 20 kids that came throughout the entire two hours. It's really sad. All the same kids from last year, too, hardly anyone new. Of course, any event in my neighborhood wouldn't be complete without an appearance from the notorious "golf cart kids." Definition:

Golf cart kids (n): Group of ubiquitous 12 to 14 year-olds that pack themselves into a golf cart like clowns in a Volkswagen, ride around the neighborhood blocking sidewalks, screaming, and making faces at you when you walk by. They have the right-of-way over cars, bicycles, and pedestrians, and that's just the way it is.

My neighborhood doesn't even have a golf course and yet, these kids are everywhere. Today a mob of them (maybe 10) showed up as the party was ending, made a grand entrance, swirled around the cul-de-sac at an unfaltering speed, and rode off. It's all about the show.

Next year I'm bringing all my friends to this sister's friends, too. We need people. My neighborhood is a cold, unfriendly place. No way are they crushing my spirit though! Halloween is my holiday!

Love and Halloween spirit,
Juliana =]

I thought of a #10!

I just thought of a 10th!

10. The cursed ring tape within The Ring the movie. I don't mean the movie itself, just the death tape. That's about as surreal as it gets.

If I'm going to get away with that, I might as well say this too. Remember in Willy Wonka the Chocolate Factory the original when Wonka took everyone on that dragon boat through the dark tunnel and all those pictures of bugs and everything appeared? That goes on the list, too.

Five days until Halloween!

Saturday, October 25, 2008

My Surreal Movie List Part 2 and some other info

Continuing yesterday's surreal movie list with three from yesterday and one that I just thought of in the shower. I can't believe I didn't think of this one yesterday. It really belongs in the top 5. I will make it number 6 to compensate.

6. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory--not the original awesome famous one, but the remake with Johnny Depp. It made my skin crawl. I can't handle watching it. You know the story, so I won't bother rehashing details.

I don't hesitate to say that Johhny Depp's portrayal of Willy Wonka was the creepiest thing in this movie. The atmosphere was definitely something out of a creepy nightmare (very Tim Burton-esque), the kind that make you wake up scared but you really can't pinpoint a specific reason why. It disorienting for sure, but it was unsettling to me, too.

7. Juno--Teenager gets pregnant with her best friend's baby, decides to give it up for adoption, and learns all these life lessons yada yada happy ending. The main factor here that makes this feel unreal and dreamlike is the music. This intro song made it feel other-world. That and the atmosphere (it doesn't seem like it's set in the United States, but a completely foreign country. It was filmed in Canada, but I think the setting was Minnesota). Ever seen Napoleon Dynamite? Notice a similar atmosphere between that and Juno? That's what I mean. That thing that makes them similar, whatever it may be, is what makes it surreal to me. For the record, I like Juno but I never really understood Napoleon Dynamite.

8. The Wizard of Oz--obviously. When I heard the rumor about the munchkin that hanged himself in the background of a scene, I wasn't shocked to hear it. It was obviously fabricated, but unlike Maureen McCormick's illusion-shattering "Brady Bunch" confessions,The Wizard of Oz is dark enough to make muchkin suicide conceivable.

The Snopes explains that it was an ostrich, not a hanging munchkin. The movie borrowed a bunch of big birds (alliteration sighting. ahem.) to put in the background and make the set look more like nature. This summer, I got to go to the huge warehouse sound stage where they filmed all this. You could fit a racetrack in there.

Wow, I'm off topic. Anyway, The Wizard of Oz was surreal. The end.

9. Across the Universe--20-something-year-old from Great Britain moves to the United States in the middle of the Vietnam war. Love, friendship, tragedy, anti-war protests, and a line-up of mostly late-Beatles songs.

Awesome movie, but you have to understand it to appreciate it. I love it. But seriously, watch the trailer. The end of the trailer really demonstrates my point. It was going for the LSD late-60's effect. They definitely spent a lot of time in front of a green screen. I would have loved to be around to see how they did some of this. "I Want You" is so cool.

I can't think of a 10th one right now, but I'm sure I will. I love making lsits like this.

My other thing: I finally watched the series finale of "Gilmore Girls" yesterday. I've been holding off on it because I dind't want to be disappointed if it sucked. It's my favorite TV show. It wasn't bad, actually it was interesting. Because of Barack Obama, that finale went from topical to timeless in just over a year.

The show ended with Rory getting a job that required her to leave Stars Hollow, and the town giving her final goodbye along with the show. He job was to be a travelling reporter for the Obama campaign, riding in his tour bus (or whatever it's called) to conventions and primaries all over the country. Keep in mind that this episode aired May of 2007 when the whole election was just starting out. There was a chance at that point that Obama wouldn't get anywhere, so the episode could have gone stale after a few months.

Because of Obama's success, that episode has soo much more meaning than it did when it aired. Working on the Obama campaign is incredibly significant now. I went to the thesaurus website to look up a better word for "a big deal" and Obama's picture greeted me in an ad bar on the top of the screen. And Rory's working for him! Hehe. If the season finale was this year, I don't think they would have used Obama's name in the episode. He's too big, and they'd run the risk of being overly political.

Disclaimer: I'm not talking politics or arguing for or against Obama, just if he wins, the "Gilmore Girls" finale would gain a whole new level of relevance in it's after life. I mean, it made an episode about our president before he was even a nominee. That's like shows that talk about Ronald Reagan during his acting days before he became president. Rory says in the clip, "I'll be leaving for who knows how long. It could be two months, it could be two years if Barrack does well." Oh, he did well alright.

This last season of the show was nowhere near as good as the previous seasons. The show got a new writer in the 7th season who leaned more to the drama side of the comedy-drama. I didn't like that.


Thursday, October 23, 2008

My Surreal Movie List!

I love days when I don't have any homework. I got to go outside this afternoon and flip through my ipod on the swing in the backyard. I put on Simon and Garfunkel's "Mrs. Robinson" and started thinking about how weirdly surreal The Graduate was. That one movie turned into a list of movies, so enjoy my train of thought:

Top Five Most Surreal Movies I've Ever Seen (and can think of off the top of my head)
1. Yellow Submarine--Showcase of Beatles songs better explained with a video. I seriously felt that LSD watching this.

2. Weird Science--two high school nerds decide to create their "dream girl" with a computer and "weird science," and she comes to life. It might not sound like it, but trust me when I say it's surreal.

If there ever was a movie that left me staring at the screen as the credits ran with my mouth hung open, it was this one. I would describe this movie in five words...what the hell was that? It starts normally and predictably, gets weird and hard to follow in the middle, and just about the point where I was ready to fall asleep, some guys on motorcycles bash through the wall of the house. Guys who look like Leather Face and Freddy Krueger come in, and suddenly the room is filled with horror movie-esque characters holding guns, pointed at the protagonists. I didn't understand. I had to have Anny explain, and she didn't even fully understand. I'm sure there's some kind of drug that produces an effect similar to watching this movie.

3. The Graduate--everyone knows this one. New college graduate doesn't know what to do with his life, looks for a sense of direction in the bed of a married 40-something year old, realizes that he made a mistake, and actually falls in love with her daughter.

There isn't a lot of talking in this movie. If there is, I just don't remember it because it's not that important. A lot of screen time is dedicated to Dustin Hoffman looking distraught while "Simon and Garfunkel" songs play. We're supposed to know what he's thinking and sympathize, which I did, but it's just like I said...surreal. It feels like one of those weird symbolic dreams that you couldn't explain to anyone if you tried to. The "Simon and Garfunkel" music definitely contributes. Have you ever heard "Scarborough Fair?"

For example: Dustin Hoffman walking into the pool in the scuba diving outfit slowly, everyone's talking to him but their voices are muffled because he's wearing a helmet, and it shows him sort of sink deeper and deeper into the water. It's stuff like that throughout the whole movie.

4. Alice in Wonderland--obviously. That Cheshire Cat...his haunts me. What else struck me...the sea of tea, that walrus that sang with the clams, the magical mushroom. Oh, the "who are you?" caterpillar! I was afraid of the curtains in my room when I was five because I thought they looked like that caterpillar. Alice in Wonderland epitomized surreality.

I have three ties for this, but I'm going to settle for the least predictable one.

5. The Princess Bride--A grandfather reads his grandson a story and we see the events of the story where a girl is about to marry a chauvinist jerk prince (or king...can't remember) but she really loves a pirate that she hasn't seen in years and doesn't know if she'll ever see again. She finds him yada yada lots of cool action and some of the most quotable lines ever and a happily ever after.

I love this movie soo much, but it's also incredibly other-world. The ROUS (rodents of unusual size), those eel things...the whole atmosphere of the movie makes this surreal.

I just thought of one more surreal movie, so I'm going to continue this tomorrow. Just to bookmark, they're Across the Universe, Juno (I have a reason for that and I really want to explain it), and The Wizard of Oz. Just to make it clear, I actually like all these movies. I should find some surreal movies that I really don't like.

Wrapping this up for tonight. Happy almost Friday!


Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Thank you, Kelsey =]

Yay! I get a pretty pink award! Thank you Kelsey of

I can't exactly accept it I guess because I don't know six other people who have blogs that I can send it to. So this is what it would look like if I could accept it. =] If I ever meet anyone, I'll send it to them.

I will however post a list. Six things I love!

1. Everything related to the 1980's. My other blog is a bit of a testament to that, but I don't update it much anymore because it requires *ahem* research and I forget that I have it.
2. Oreos! My friend Francesca can back me up on that. I think 'Oreo Big Stuf' is the first video on my retroness blog.
3. Having no math homework. That's why I'm on here typing right now instead of factoring trinomials.
4. Grocery shopping. I don't know why I like it, but I do.
5. My Beatles T-Shirt
6. Chocolate milk. I'll never be too old for it.

I feel like I should have to do something else because I obviously can't spread the love. Wow, I should really reword that sentence to avoid a double-meaning, but I'm going to (begrudgingly) crack open my chemistry textbook. If you have a blog and want a pretty pink award, comment okay? Wo zhao pengyou! (Had a Chinese oral today that I wasn't prepared for...that means I'm looking for a friend!)

<3 Juliana

And this is why I hate group work.

I was assigned to a group in Spanish class to write a dialogue (actually, a trialogue since there was three of us) where we express a problem with school and a problem with school stereotypes. Then we give each other advice, then ask a guidance counselor for advice. We had 30 minutes to write it. In those 30 minutes, I think I made an enemy.

This one girl in my group...seriously, I have no idea how she gets through life talking to people the way she does. She colored with her highlighters for a few minutes and didn't even look up when I talked to her. She completely ignored me. I started writing the thing myself until she finally looked up. She grunted at me, criticized everything I wrote, rolling her eyes which is practically her signature.

When we got to the stereotype problem, suddenly the defense came out. In summary:

Me: "So what should be our stereotype?"
Other girl: "We should use 'me choca la actitud de...hacia...'"(Meaning I can't stand the attitude of these people toward these people)
Eye-roll girl: "How about 'I can't stand the attitude of the band because they're stuck up and they have no reason to be'" (At "no reason to be," she rolled her eyes. I pretended not to have heard that.)
Me, turning to the other girl: "Do you have any suggestions? How about..."
Eye roll girl: "I can't stand the attitude of the bowling team because they're boring and bowling's not a real sport." She rolled her eyes again and went on about how it shouldn't be counted as an actual sports team because they don't do anything.

I said something general about football players, and she took it as a personal attack. "I love the football players!!" Yeah? You love every singe football player? That's a pretty bold statement since you just insulted the entire band and the entire bowling team. I said, "It doesn't matter whether you love them! This isn't about your or my opinions of football players. This is about finishing the dialogue before class ends!"

I don't think she understands stereotypes...or people. She can't be described in words. don't say "shut up, nobody's talking to you!" to people you don't know. You shouldn't even say it to people you do know.

Because of her attitude toward everything I said, we didn't finish, and I came in today to find out that they reassigned my part, so I had 10 minutes to memorize the my new role as the guidance counselor. Whatever. I think we did fine, and I'm never working with her again.

I counted the number of people I relayed that story to this week: 11. Oops. I shouldn't rant to that many people, but a few asked why I was so upset and it just came out.

Remember that "Friends" episode where Ross and Mike spend time together and have nothing to talk about so they sit in silence forever? That was lunch today. M had a club meeting, so it was me and my one other friend. We never talk just to each other, so we basically did this. After I could tell she got tired of all the questions I was asking her, I ended up babbling incoherently just to break the silence. M showed up halfway through lunch, and I think our sighs of relief were synchronized.

Oh, and Monday night's Gossip Girl was epic. That's one of M's commonly-used words. I'm test driving it.

Very "cruel intentions." This show is addictive.

Friday, October 17, 2008

Rox sets a good example. I should be sleeping, too.

My bird is sleeping on the outside of his cage on a slant, tilted down at a 45 degree angle. I can't imagine that being comfortable. My mom said he's too lazy to find the door and walk inside. He's so cute sleeping like that. I wanted to take a picture, but even the sound of my footsteps in the kitchen scared him awake.