Satisfied.

I should probably be studying for looming IB exams, but instead I'm exploring the world via my laptop. Earlier this week, while studiously working on my math homework, I watched Becoming Jane. After the seeing and then buying The Devil Wears Prada, I became an Anne Hathaway fan. In fact, I watched The Princess Diaries about a week ago. It also didn't hurt that she was on the cover of the January issue of Vogue.

Anyway, the movie starts with a young Jane Austen and follows her through her life. A constant pressure to wed a successful man plagues Jane, though she is unimpressed by the many men presented. She then meets Tom Lefroy, a man with a "reputation", and quickly falls in love with him. Her own life helps to fuel her career, providing inspiration for her novels. I found this film to be very honest about matters of love and such. It's no fairytale, though it has a feeling of whimsy about it. "Learning" about Austen's life has also increased my desire to become a novelist myself. Look out.

Moving on, last night was a lovely mess. I had friends over to watch Dick, of course and The Virgin Suicides. I'm quite convinced Spiderman 3 ruined Kirsten Dunst's career. The Virgin Suicides is directed by the incredible Sofia Coppola.

The beautiful, dream-like, morbid film follows a five sisters, prisoners in their own house, and explaining their eventual suicides. Depressing it is, but amazing nonetheless.

This morning I awoke to Julie and Gill jumping on me. The three of us lounged around until they left. Later, I went on my first run in months. It was painful, to say the least, but I am glad I did it. I hope running will become a more regular occurance in my life. I need to make it happen. Now I'm just enjoying myself here... I'm exhausted.

One final thing! The Gossip has just put out a new song called "Heavy Cross". The heavy guitar and powerful voice of Beth Ditto that have created ear orgasms are very present. Check it out: Perez

Now excuse me while I enjoy the rest of my weekend.
Enjoy yours <3

Word up sister.

I found this picture on one of the many blogs I follow (originally from The Fashion Spot, I believe). Le Smoking is a great little blog, just as long as you enjoy images of various beautiful people smoking.

Warm and Fuzzy

I'm not a huge fan of tear-jerking anything, but this is awfully cute. Perhaps it's my soft spot for animals. Watch and be happy.

It's been a long week. IB tests are coming very soon and I have been plagued by an awful case of the cold. Also, my room looks a bit like Grey Gardens. I just want to escape from high school, from home, and start all over.

Have a Happy and Healthy Easter.

So here I am, sitting up in bed sick, eating Veggie and Noodle Soup. My throat feels as if a tank has driven through. I incessently cough after every breath, or so it seems. Today is Easter. I have never really understood why people celebrate Easter unless they are Christian, but I guess that's fine. I don't mind the candy one bit. I'm about to watch Reservoir Dogs, hoping the excessive blood and gore of Quentin Tarantino's directorial debut will put me in a better mood.

Last night, I watched Barbarella.

I'm now convinced Jane Fonda is a goddess. The costumes were rather fantastic, and the movie itself was a campy good time. For some reason, my Netflix sleeve said it's PG, which I find completely ridiculous due to the excessive nudity and sexual themes. Not that I'm concerned. Just thought it was odd.

Listening to: Sia's, Some People Have Real Problems

Oh.

I don't know if I have the patience to pour out my heart right now, but I shall try. The limbo I have been in with the mysterious "D" is squashed, or so it seems. There has been absolutely no discussion of the (fill in the blank) coming to an end, though I've stopped making an effort in response to the zero effort he puts in. I don't think I've physically seen him for about a month and haven't called/texted for a week. Not to my suprise, I haven't heard from him either. So that is that. I've sacrificed my dignity and broken every rule I've kept for myself in terms of romantic involvement. I don't think there is anything else to do...

Check out Adele's "Tired"
It seems to fit quite perfectly.

I have no legitimate excuses for slacking in this minimal, though still important area of my life. I am on Spring Break for heaven's sake. For my sanity, I need to stick with this blog. Spring Break has been a nice sigh of relief. My homework has been set aside for a "better" time. Movies, magazines, and the reading of ridiculous books have taken up the majority of my time. Though I will soon be experiencing self-hate for procrastinating so much, I do not regret these infrequent pastimes. The Jane Austen Book Club is definitely an example of procrastination gone right.

The movie poster is awful, right? The film was (quite obviously) a chick flick, about a group of people living vicariously through the books they read for a book club. Emily Blunt starred, so I knew I'd love it. The woman can do no wrong after her role as "Emily" in The Devil Wears Prada. The film also included an almost student-teacher affair and lesbian lovers, which appealed to my fancy.

On to a polarly opposite film...I watched Dogtown and Z-boys.

I had watched and fell in love with Lords of Dogtown, but I wanted to see the documentary. The film explored revolution in skating and the kids at the forefront of it all, incorporating actual footage/photographs as well as present-day interviews. Watching it, I wanted to be apart of it all. The boys weren't too shabby looking either.

In more important news, I have recently received my acceptance letter from the UW and committed. I am excited for what is to come...