So I have a lot of cool and interesting things to post about, and I totally would, except that I can't stop thinking about THE ZOMBIES.
Shea and I went to see 28 Weeks Later last night. Holy crap. Now, I'll be the first to admit that I hate violence, but sometimes I can tolerate it if the storyline is strong enough (e.g. Pan's Labyrinth). But I think I had my jacket over my eyes for the first 20 minutes of this movie, and every time I would peek to see if it was okay, there would someone getting hit with a bloody crowbar and I'd have to go back under the jacket.
And the whole movie is like that! There is never a part where it doesn't feel like a bunch of zombies aren't going to run up and suddenly smash someone to death (probably because this happens every 30 seconds or so). Totally disturbing. If you are not too bothered by that sort of thing it might be worth it, but for me, well, there are just so many times I can see (or hear) someone being ripped apart by a violent and fast-moving herd of the undead.
So I had to leave! I have not walked out of a movie since the fire scene in Pinocchio--I was 4 and my older sister was pissed. Luckily Shea wasn't upset, but I did feel bad about wasting the money, and I kind of feel like a big baby for thinking I could handle it.
Do you know who this is? C'est Bette! Elle est une chatte désagréable! She is always trying to steal Tammy's boyfriend, Tex. Tex and Tammy are both armadillos. They are all the little characters in our French lessons and homework. And I keep getting all pissed when Tex gives Bette flowers (quand Tex offre des fleurs à Bette). Oh well, at least I can express my ridiculous indignation en français. That's something, isn't it? No, it's not.
It's 4:30 and I've been at the library since 1:30 and I'll be here until my final at 7. Holy crap! The quiet study floor where I am is kind of yellow and my eyes feel wierd. Oh well, back to studying. Wish me luck.
xoxo,
s
So, as you probably don't know (am I flattering myself here?), my mom's side of the family is sort of famous for having large heads. My Uncle Mark called us "gatorheads," although I have to say, none of us has a really long skinny head like a gator. Or maybe he meant that the gator's head is large in terms of surface area, as are ours?
Regardless, I keep thinking about cutting my hair for summer. It grows really fast and if I didn't like it, it wouldn't be that long until it was long again. I know this because I cut my hair short once when I was like 19, and by the end of the year it wasn't short anymore.
I found this virtual makeover site on iVillage.co.uk--I'm sorry; I closed the window and didn't bookmark the exact URL of the site, but if you're interested, just go to the homepage and search for "virtual makeover." You have to register, but it's free. You can experiment with different colors and styles, and you can even do your makeup, although I didn't use that feature. You have to go through kind of a lot of steps to get to the point where you can glam it up, but it's totally worth it, if just for the hilarity factor. The site is actually pretty helpful, despite the results you see below.
This is shortly after I launched my series of workout tapes:
This is either Jessie Spano from "Saved by the Bell" goes to the prom or Marie Antoinette; either way it was categorized under the heading of "glamorous," and I think we can all agree that it is indeed glamorous:
I don't know what happened here but I like it. Sassy! And so low maintenance.
xoxo,
s