Thursday, February 23, 2006

  

I'm sad.... Apparently there's no more surprise for my birthday. It's saddening. Cuz, they don't know how to do whatever it was. All I know is, it wasn't a male stripper. *heavy sigh* I have to write 1st person POV... Blaaaah. I watched The Brothers Grimm today... I spent half the movie trying to figure out why Matt Damon had blonde hair and Heath Ledger had dark hair... I thought it was the other way around, so I spent half the movie wondering whether Matt Damon was playing Will or Jacob... I thought he was Jacob, because Jacob didn't look like Heath Ledger, but he didn't look like Matt Damon either, and Matt Damon, since I always thought he had dark hair, looked like Jacob, and... or, um... Yeah. Then I spent the entire middle part of the movie going, "Wait... That is not Heath Ledger. No way. But the other guy isn't either! No..." It wasn't confirmed for me until he took off those damn glasses. Which was about ten minutes before the end of the movie... Cuz, I mean, half the reason I wanted to see the damn movie was because I wanted to pay attention to Heath Ledger. He's nominated for so many damn awards for Brokeback Mountain, I want to see some of his other stuff. It's difficult to pay attention to one's performance when you can't figure out which one he is..... But when I figured it out finally, I watched the end of the movie triumphantly, thinking, "This goofball later goes on to play a gay cowboy who is like, stoic and silent and kinda stupid." Needless to say, I need to watch the movie again, because: 1) it confused me 2) it was strange 3) all the French guys were... odd 4) I need to pay attention to Heath Ledger, now that I realize who he is 5) I need to watch the movie to see the movie, not to sit there and wonder why Matt Damon didn't look like Heath Ledger. Incidentally, I have to schedule my classes for next year now, and I have an elective and a half left to figure out, and I'm also gonna take a damn advanced english class that I don't want to take, just so I can have a better chance of having a slightly productive future as a writer. I HATE THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE! HURT ME, PLEASE! It's called something like "Advanced Placement English Language and Compositions." There's summer work. There's papers to write. There's books to read. Shoot. Me. Please. *heavy sigh* I'm thinking of taking TV Workshop all year and a semester of Drama or Library Skills. *snicker* Drama. I can act, oh yes. But I need to be in a comfortable environment, and nobody makes me comfortable but my best friend. It's kinda sad that I'm fifteen and need my best friend to hold my hand (figuratively speaking) for me to feel safe, but hey. I'm used to people hating me and laughing at me. It's bound to do something to my self esteem, isn't it? Ri-i-i-i-ight. Well, I've got stories to write in half an hour and then I have a shitload of math homework, but I have to watch Dancing with the Stars... Math homework = not first priority. ~SJ Incidentally, The Brothers Grimm was directed by the guy from Monty Python... directed Monty Python and the Holy Grail... British... This explains a lot about the movie's strangeness.

Comments (3)