Here She Is, Doggy Style Anytime!

That is of course a song taken from the first Scary Movie film. A song I unfortunately cannot stop singing for some reason. I think I may be back again as far as the blog writing thing is concerned. I have been ever so busy, and of course I have many tales of my prattish behaviour to tell you.

Sooooo last wednesday I finally got to go and see Black Swan, a film I have wanted to see since it came out (take a wild guess who I went with) and I was disgustingly disappointed by it.Are you meant to laugh the entire way through it? I thought not. My day was made though by Sammy, whom I used to work at the Hallmark with (She asked me why I left. I've left?!?) but she gave me the BEST news EVER! My 'boss', used in the loosest way possible, got the sack. Which is hilarious but also a shame, as I was gonna go and yell at him. Nevermind.

We watched the remake of I Spit On Your Grave. It was FANTASTIC! The original film was banned in several countries, but that one just made me laugh hysterically. Come Thursday Jade and I stocked up on booze for our night in drinking session and I headed of to uni wearing my smartest trousers. I had a job induction at 6, leaving me an hour after uni to walk about 3 1/2 miles. I did it. During the induction we were all chatting and I mentioned that when the induction ended I had about 20 minutes to get back to the bus station, which was about 2 miles away. "Shame, I'm going in the opposite direction, I'd have taken you with me" It was lovely, therefore, watching her driving past me as I stampeded down the road. Bitch. A bus (which I was told was not running) also drove past me. I swear the fucking thing was waving at me. T_T

Do you know what I did? I ran 2 miles in 15 minutes. I think I need a bloody medal, seeing as I was previously a lazy git. Ugh. Following a HILARIOUS night of drinking and playing boardgames (Balderdash. OMFG so funny. And I'm amazing at it) I loitred around until night, after being fed mashed potatoes and cabbage, making me basically orgasm and my Aunt dropped me back home. I headed to Abi's on the idea of just having a few drinks. I got absolutely slaughtered and ended up heading to Blue Note with them. I was so hammered I don't really remember what happened that night, but all I know is that I was sick as soon as we got to the nightclub (I made myself sick in the loo in order to not do it on people's shoes once we got inside) and walked home ALONE at 2 in the morning in the pouring rain. One failed mugging and heartfelt chat with Lissi later and I crashed out.

I was woken by Timmy, my brother, at half 11 and my head exploded. He was in town so I met him for lunch and a mooooovie - Paul, which was funny as fuck but because I hate Seth Rogan I didn't actually like Paul himself. I also bought myself The Life Of Birds on DVD as I have now lost over 1stone wooo! Timmy came back and we prepared for the flat party Lissi and I had arranged the night before. Nice. While most people went out towards the end, I had a small gathering in my room and we watched my favourite youtube videos. I Sit On You and Queen of Vagina are now circulating through my course set. Lol.

uni was its usual stuffs, lolling at everything tbh. Come Wednesday I went to see West is West, which is a fantastic sequal to East is East. I'd highly recommend watching both of them. I will of course be doing movie reviews of all the new films I've seen recently. Which is alot, as we watched Piranhas 3D when we got in - I haven't laughed that hard at a 'horror' film since Jaws 3D. Just hysterical. One delish chinese later and I felt like a fat fuck again ahaha.

But yes - I'm back and I will be writing more often again. Also check out popcorn and pisstakes for my take on the newest cinema hits :)

Filmage

Sooooo I couldn't wait, and so I set up an entirely different blog for movie reviews. Hopefully this blog will cater to more people (though I do love you all for reading this one). This blog WILL be continued, so if you enjoy reading about me cocking up all the time then you won't be disappointed.

Please, tell all your friends! You can find it here, at:
popcornandpisstakes.blogspot.com

Thanks guys and Enjoy!
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Dwing Dwing Dwing DWING DWING DWING Etc

If you can guess the uber famous horror film that is from, I will give you much praise and such. Let's just say, that this horror film is a classic, and although it doesn't measure up to horror films today as far as visual effects and "ARGH!" factor, this film, and this famous scene in particular really puts me on edge. Remember, horror films don't scare me. I can't do it - of course, I'm talking about Psycho, the 1960 Hitchcock masterpiece containing one of the most famous scenes in cinema history. A younger, less wise me would have said 'oh, but this film is shit, because you can't see anything blah blah blah' much as I did with the Exorcist (and still do. That film really is just plain awful). Now I can really see the film for what it is - it's imagery, especially in the shower scene, is amazing and makes us believe that a murder is taking place without actualy showing knife-to-skin contact. You really feel for the vitim, as she is in a position that makes her much more vulnerable than if she was just walking down the street. That scene really does put you on edge, and I must admit to looking over my shoulder occassionally wle showering now. It is, quite simply, a masterpiece, and will remain so for many more years to come - come on, it's already lasted over 50 and still ranks as one of the publics scariest horror films of all time, falling 3rd to The Exorcist in 2nd place, with The Shining taking the lead.

Those stats at the end are things I just know. Please don't ask me how. I have not researched these films or anything at all. I am a horror junkie, and as Sallie said today, I need to watch chick flicks. They have no appeal to me - so predictable and mushy. This is more ammo in the 'I was born the wrong sex' argument. Don't get me wrong, I don't WANT to be a man, I just act very boyish all the time and I always have. Plus, if I ever changed sex (god forbid) Adam is the most un-gay man ever so I'd be single again and that would suck.

Maybe that isn't because of Psycho though,the whole looking over the shoulder thing, maybe it's because friday morning I was sound asleep, it was about 10 when I heard a smash IN MY BATHROOM. I lock my door at night. So, I scream and alert the maintainence man that had let himself in my room to take my shower head, which he took. Smashing a glass and leaving the light on and my bedroom door unlocked in the process. Dude, if the door is locked and I am in here, then I LOCK MYSELF IN AT NIGHT! This isn't really a safety thing. It's more so Amani doesn't sneak in and steal everything I own of value (amount = not a lot). I spent the weekend working out, and watching horror movies. He then came crashing back in 2 hours later, waking me up AGAIN and complaining that I was still in bed. Um, fuck off. Thanks.

Another mini film review now (The Psycho one was waaay too fun) and we move on to REsident Evil Extinction, the 3rd in the Resident Evil 'films' that I have put off watching for ages simply because I don't like the casting for Claire Redfield. Ali Larter - fuck off. You are not Claire. I love resident Evil, as you well know, and I am not a fan of the movies because, even though they attempt to stay true to the original series, they don't quite hit all the buttons and so their attempts seem pathetic and wasted. ALthough, overall, as a plain zombie film, they wouldn't be too bad. They stay true to many of the unwritten rules for film zombies and provide some gripping action sequences with amazing effects. The only real flaw is that it has the Resident Evil label attached to it. Take it away and you have a watchable zombie film. I felt this until they killed off my fave character played by the yummy Oded Fehr in a REALLY shit way that I turned off and refused to watch the rest for 2 hours.

I'm going to watch REC. now, the Spanish original to the English film 'Quarentine'. I may start doing some mini film reviews every so often, they're fun ^^ If you think this is a bad idea, please comment in the box. I will probably do it anyway even if you said it was a bad idea, but feel free to feedback none the less XD

The Hills Are Alive, With The Sounds Of 'AAAAAAAAARGHHHHHH!!!!!!'

Well, here he is in all his glory! My 3rd tattoo! I love this one the most. And so - I had to trekk PAST Salamander in order to get some cash, battling Big Issue bokes left right and centre. Jade rang arranging to meet in a different place, but unfotunately that call wasn't long enough to take me past him. Don't get me wrong, I'm no Scrooge. I usually buy the Big Issue, but on this particular day I would rather spend all the money that I haven't got on having an owl forever drawn on my skin than help a homeless man buy food. Hush. Its quite unnerving when you arrive for your tattoo appointment and have to loitre out in the rain for 10 minutes because your tattooist is having a good ol' chin wag with the old Bill O_O.

I want my naffing tattoo! But as you can see, it is there and the line work is perfect ^_^ He'd been going for half an hour (corrrr!) and I was sat there thinking, and wincing of course, 'Oooh, he must be almost done by now XD' ...."Right, I'll start on the actual owl now!" What the hell?!? And Jesus, did his head hurt (bahahaha! I'm full of it today. Ooops, there's another one and no- *SMACK*) the closer he got to my neck, the more I wanted to scream. The owl is ever so sexy though. Pottered around town at high speed after getting chips at Wetherspoons to get our strength up (Jade had a cheeky one done too) to get crisps, cock porn and sweeties and a cheap horror film for a girly night in. This is the title.

We LOVE the remake of The Hills Have Eyes. I bought the original, which is possibly one of the funniest horror movies ever made - at one point, one of the blokes that we were meant to like (you know, one of the family the weirdos were trying to eat) was running dramatically over rocks and desert. This was made in to a hysterical image when I listened closely to the music. It was basically the theme to Captain Planet. RETROOOOOOOOOOOOO :)

Mega enjoyed uni - youth crime appears to be my fortay, so I don't know if I should be worried about that or not. Wandered in to town at about 9 to hand in CVs to clubs. Yay at possible night shifts ¬¬. I got in only to instantly receive a text from my Daddy, who was stood outside my door ^^ I love my Daddy. He lives in Scottland now, having officially sold his Derbyshire home (bastard :P) but popped down to go to the dentist (poor bloke) and stopped by. Spent most of the time discussing Christian, my youngest brother and who is the only one of the 3 of us who is not on the straight and narrow. I managed to tell him many things that had been bothering me. It was on the tip of my tongue to tell him that I've found Kevin, but yet again, I couldn't do it. Adam will be pissed off with me ahaha. I can't do it. I'm not strong enough.

God, that bit was depressing. Now, to end on a high... Hmmm... While handing in a CV at th cinema, I turned, gave my thanks, and promptly tripped over my boots and fell on my arse. Yes, I am hirable. PLEASE!

The Rocky Road To Dublin

Now, am I feeling particularly clever tonight? Is this what can be used to described the so-called 'relationship' I have with my real father? Or is it simply a song I cannot stop singing. People who know me well enough will know that the second option is a more realistic choice. This would also be the correct choice. Oh Leah, have you really been that stuck for ideas for blog titles? Think yourself lucky - it could have been the other song I can't stop singing.... *clears throat* I aaaaam Gaaa-aaato! I ha-ave metal joints if! You can beat me up, you'll earn 15 silver points!
The odd punctuation is so I am able to remember the tune in months to come. Well, not the tune, the timing then...

For some reason, instead of doing my assignments, yet again, I find myself watching someone play Resident Evil 2. Goddamn, I want it to be Friday NOW so I can go home and play it myself! Lest you forget, I should have been born male. This is also judging by my lazy, slobbish behaviour over the weekend - I skipped and went to stay with my cousins again ^_^ I always have a WHALE of a time when I go round, and this visit wazs no different.

I also got a lot of Xmas shopping done, and felt a little sad as this is the first year in ages that I have not done my shopping with Mazi in Ptown :( I have now done a bit more online - bye bye £150 ¬¬ I have no where near finished either, and this saddens me. You know what saddens me even more? My body officially hates me and has begun another rampage to make me go to the doctors. I don't understand why I seem to get so many ailments. For one, I could be a hypocondriach (or however the fuck it's spelled) or there could be a serious underlying issue. This new addition scares me, it really does, as I can't think of anything that it could be.

All that aside, tomorrow is secret santa, Dave has cancelled his lecture so I have time to go to town to get a fuck off sized suitcase and hand in some CVs (don't get me started. Overall it's just easier to say that my mother told me to. This is true.) and I go home on Friday. This makes me happy and excited - don't get me wrong, I love it here, but I neeeeeeeeed a break for a bit!

I might do some assignment now - only 1 1/2 to go! But knowing me,I won't. Ugh.