So, as you can read, The Cold had been kind to me.
Wednesday was canceled.
Thank freaking Goodness.
Even better, on Friday we had an in-service day or an Act 80 Day (wherever that name comes from...) So after going for school for one day, we got to stay home again!
That was pretty fun.
What else can I tell you about from over this brief period?
I heard that no-name guy speak. I can't remember his voice specifically but I do know that I heard it. It also wasn't as deep as I was expecting, but I guess it still fits him.
(Now, is there anything else for me to be creepy about...?)
On Monday, The Cold is going to give me a small break and it's going to be around fifty or so degrees... maybe sixty.
Yay, warmth!
Today (or I guess yesterday considering it's 4 AM now) I went to get movies (i'll diversify on that in a little bit) but beforehand, my mom dragged me to the mall, and, for some reason that i'm sure my mother hates, I hate to shop.
I know, it's not a very 15 year old girl thing for me to feel, but I hate it, hate it, hate it.
I'm an indecisive person, I don't know why, and it makes shopping difficult. Plus, everything is all spread out and i'm also the kind of person who wants to make sure that they're getting what they want the first time, which means I have to make sure that, in my mind, nothing in any other store could be better than what I picked out. Of course, that's not always the case, and I know that, which might be why i'm so difficult when taken shopping.
All day today (or yesterday) I kept reminding my mother that I was better off the way I am now instead of the other way around.
When I would watch something such as My Strange Addiction, I can somehow put myself in the person's shoes and slightly understand where they're coming from, (writers' brain, probably) but when there's a shopaholic, I have no idea what the heck their problem is. There was an episode with some lady who has 500 shoes and calls them her babies and buys more every day and is severely in debt... I couldn't stand to watch that episode because I couldn't connect at all! I just kept calling her stupid, in my mind. I just can't.... (this also happens with the sexual-type addictions for obvious reasons)
Anyways, what I was trying to build up to say was, I wasn't thrilled to go shopping all because I wanted some movies. My mother was shopping mostly for herself, but she reminded me that I need jeans (I wear the same pair of blue jeans pretty much every day, it's not that I don't own any other pants, I just don't like the other ones. These pants are the perfect length, skinny, and... I can wear tennis shoes with them without wearing flood pants...)
Anyhow, my mother was on the look-out for jeans. I'm picky with jeans. I hate boot-cut. They just don't feel right to me. I like skinny because it feels like they're giving my legs a hug, and they also don't oddly flare out or bend when I sit. I also hate it when the stitching is another color entirely from the jean itself; it just brings to much attention to nothing but distractions. Lastly, even though it doesn't really matter, I also hate butt-pocket adornments; I don't need jeweled butterflies going down a gem rainbow and hanging out by a bunch of tan-stitched swirls. They need to pipe down with all the fancy crap they're trying to pull on me. I don't care. I would also feel like I have to match my shirt color to that of the design on the butt, or I can't wear the pants. That's just one of my weird quirks (like how I try to figure out the stories of strangers by staring at them.)
I'm currently in this faze where i'm trying to be a totally awesome bad-a hipster girl. I use "hipster" sarcastically here. (although I use instagram, I don't wear nerd glasses and suspenders with my fedora while I take my typewriter to the park with me.) Although the hipster thing isn't true, i'm still trying to be totally awesome and bad-a, but I doubt that's working to well for me. (Oh well, at least I have my sparkling personality.) This whole bad-a thing is probably just because i'm a teenager rebelling against the system and trying to figure out who they are, or some crap like that. Eh, it's fun, if anything.
Now, because of this bad-a faze here, I'm trying to limit my wearing of pink or pastels (which is hard because i'm sometimes faced with an emptying closet and nothing left to wear but those colors.) I'm also trying to wear some more outrageous things, such as colored pants. The colors/patterns I own so far: Grape (dark purple) a less subtle and lighter blue color, bleached/stone-washed, and plaid with blue and black and tan (it looks better in real life.) (I probably missed something and am going to remember while I try to sleep tonight and have to edit this ASAP tomorrow.) It's a little bit hard to buy colored jeans right now because all the stores are really frilly and girly and the jeans are highlighter-pink, coral, flower patterned, polka-dotted, or pastel colored... I found a blue sapphire color but it was sparkly and weird. I tried to buy a red pair of jeans but because I'm a small person, they were too long. What did I buy today, jean-wise? Black and... blue or green or dark teal-y colored? I'm not sure how to describe the second color, (we'll go with dark teal-y for now) but they're sort of tie-dyed in a way with those colors. It's probably cooler than what you're imagining, I promise you, they're up to my current standard of bad-a.
So those are the pants part of this shopping trip. It was also kind of hard because my mother would point to a coral pair and say they were cute and I had to turn her down many times. It was difficult.
Then, after the pants and buying Girl Scout cookies, we were walking, and I glanced over at the shoe store (I think it was Payless) and after a moment of thought I said: "Can I have a pair of Converse?"
My mother rarely spends time with me, much less spends money on me, or hears me request shoe shopping, so right away she was like: "Sure, honey!"
I now have an awesome pair of Rebellion-INC., Kick-Butt, Bad-A Enough For Me, Street Shoes... or Chuck Taylors. Whichever works for you.
They are black-high tops.
They are pretty freaking sweet.
They are mine.
I can't wait to wear them on Monday.
They are also the same kind as my sister's... the same size too! I'm a really small person, so me fitting into a size 6 is pretty amazing. Granted, that was the smallest size and I wasn't missing out on my whim for a pair of Chucks.
I replaced the laces with these black and white checked laces which are 42 inches instead of 54. (my feet are narrow, so a-freaking-lot of lace was left after tying them.) Plus, now my sister and I's are able to be told apart, even though I'm going to be keeping them in my room, in their box, away from the dogs' chomping, drooling jaws.
I went a little crazy so I took some nice fashion shots of them and put them on instagram. Although this is going to take the extra effort, I don't want to feel like a self-advertiser, so i'll put the pictures here, too. (you'd better appreciate this extra effort, here!)
Mm, pretty nice, yes. I like this shot. It was one of the first, so i'm surprised it came out so well (if I do say so myself) They're on my hair towel that I had lying on the floor. I needed a backdrop and I was struck with the genius of closing the top end of the towel in my drawer and cascading the rest down for a background that wouldn't distract. Plus, it's tan, so it went with the box. I tried to be as photo-awesome and professional as possible (although the obvious wrinkles in towel show i'm not incredibly legit, but we'll just look past that for now.) Did I do a good job with the labels and laces?
This is my second go. An arrangement for the second picture took me forever to think of. I don't really like this one as much, but I guess it could be worse. I wanted them to be tied together and hanging out of the box in some way, but in a natural kind of way. I think this sort of hit the mark. Every way I positioned them just looked wrong, though. I had a lot of difficulty figuring it out. I somehow managed at least this picture. It had the labels on the shoes and the word on the box, so I went with it.These are my only picture that came out right. I tried to manage these freaking JC-Penny, one-man-band photoshoot, pictures that just didn't come out right. I would either need an actual model, or someone who knows how to work lighting and surroundings.
That was my shopping excursion. I'm going to feel pretty pumped in my Chucks and black and teal-y jeans on Monday... I can also wear my 1/2 sleeved black jacket...! I'm going to have a bad-a Monday... I hope it doesn't suck.
Now, for the movie I watched tonight... or last night or whatever:
Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter
Duh, duh, duuuuuh!
I read the book, so I was pretty pumped to watch it.
Of course, the movie was different from the book.
Of course, the book was better than the movie.
Of course, things were cut out.
Of course, things were kind of made-up.
Of course, things were re-told.
Of course, I felt slight a bit of sadness over the alleviations.
Plus, everyone was a freaking ninja with parkour moves. Some of the battle scenes were a little unrealistic (even though, yes, we are talking about a vampire movie, but some parts were a little ridiculous)
(SPOILERS)
Things they cut out:
-The beginning which is like an autobiography of the author being approached by Henry
-Pretty much his whole freaking childhood.
-When he was on the boat which let to meeting Henry.(That crazy vampire attack, remember?)
-Him meeting Edgar Allan Poe (I am still really mad over that)
-Although he meets Joshua Speed, he never meets his other friend. I forget his name, but he was the big tough guy in the one town. He is replaced with a "friend from Abe's childhood" who is a guy who keeps being jostled around because everyone thinks he's a slave but he was born free and all this other stuff. He was a good guy and all, though, just not the right guy.
-The solo mission between Speed and Abe's other friend.
-Pretty much all of Abe's revealations over, "Look at what this vampire has done!" "Look, that guy's a vampire, they're everywhere!" "I'm not as safe as I thought!" "Vampires are so horrible!"
-Most of the missions that Henry sends Abe on.
-That last mission with Speed and the other guy. In the movie, it was on train, but in the book they had this showdown at this house. (the same thing pretty much happens, though, Henry to the rescue and all)
-John Wilkes Booth (it never mentions this demented actor vampire.) It ends after this scene with Mary Todd being like, "Lincoln, we're going to be late to the theater!" and then Henry has Lincoln's journal and walks off and then things go to the present time.
-Lincoln's sons, other than Willie.
-A whole lot of other stuff, but I guess it was thick book and short movie.
Things they (I think) made-up/changed:
-The reason why Lincoln's mother is killed
-How Lincoln's mother is killed. (instead of her ingesting vampire's blood and being poisoned by what they think is a milk sickness, she just gets her wrist noshed on, which eventually kills her, and later Willie dies the same way)
-It sort of changes Henry's house/cottage place where he and Lincoln first meet. It wasn't as secluded as I imagined... (not to mention that brief extreme sexual-ness that I could've gone without. Bathtub scene, I feel you and your 2 seconds were unnecessary!)
-Lincoln's other friend
-Did the book specify on how silver kills the undead?
-Was there ever a horse stampede battle?
-Was there ever a train battle?
-Was Adam and the other group of high-up vampires in the book?
-Why didn't he meet Edgar Allan Poe?!
Now keep in mind that it has been a little bit of time between when I read this book and today (or yesterday) Maybe things happened that I didn't remember, but I'm kind-of, pretty sure, I was as accurate as I could possibly be. LOGIC!
Well, this post was long and either took me an hour or so to write, or Daylight Savings Time is really screwing me up.
It probably took an hour, this feels like it took forever to write... and its 5:37 AM.
I'm slow.
I'm tired.
Head-pressure rising
Yawns... no longer suppressed...
Anger over Abe not meeting Edgar still boiling... but... sleep... you seem so welcoming... with your open arms and soft pillows... whispers of comfort and... dreams...
Yeaaaaaaaah...
I think it's time I went to sleep!
Tomorrow I'm going to watch The Raven (Woo! Edgar Allan Poe!) and probably Premium Rush, so I can review those for you if I don't procrastinate.
So... (*legit yawn in real life*) this is UnicornSlayer saying, Good Night... Good Morning, Don't Do Drugs, Stay in School, and why couldn't Abe have met up with Edgar! I mean, it could have added a little something more special! Just get the guy from The Raven and be like, "Hey, want to be Edgar Allan Poe again, you get to meet Abe Lincoln?" and he would have agreed and then the movie would have a little more backstory, considering how quickly you jumped through the 3 parts of the book (Childhood, Vampire Slayer, President) Maybe just a little bit more of a story could have helped. Or were you just being cheap? Come on...! Edgar Allan Poe!
UnicornSlayer
