It's not just me here

The rain is so beautiful!

The rain is falling outside my windows and it is creating a content home-y feeling in me. I woke up to thudding rain drops on the roof and felt better then I have in weeks. Troubles seem conquerable when the rain is pouring down happiness.

Another contributor to my happiness is buying a new charger for my camera! So thats actually me in those pictures, not a random girl that i found on google images. That makes me ecstatic!

*swoon!!!*

Is it just me or are there (teen-talk warning), like, a bazillion superhero movies due to come out in the next year? You have noticed it too? Dang, I thought I was developing super perceptive movie sight, or something. Oh, well. I guess none of my dreams are coming true today.

Oh wait, I was wrong.

Andrew Garfield is the new Spiderman!! Sweet, WOOHOO! I say that not just because he is super cute (matter of opinion) but because he is also a really good actor. Did you see him in The Social Network? I should stop asking so many questions. He was awesome!

The high-climbing sticky-fingered (eww. he doesn't sound to attractive when described like that) hero was pretty much discarded as a punk idiot by the last film. So I hope Andrew will pull him from the abyss of weirdom and place Spiderman again as the object of our cries for help.

Wait, a tall blond buff norse god is going to fall from Valhalla onto earth and save people. Dude! screw Arachnid Boy, I want Thor!!!

Ok, ok. I know the movie Thor is probably going to tank and be a flop, but look at him!! He has a magic hammer! Can you beat that? Do you have a magic hammer? Well, throw in that he is Norwegian and has a magic hammer! Can't beat that now can you! Ha! didn't think so.

I'll admit that my norweigian roots are making me partial to this guy, but even with knowledge of this I will not forsake him!
This one I am not so thrilled about. I don't know, the idea of a man running around in red, white, and blue spandex never struck me as, shall I say, smart? sure (that word really needs to be spelled with an 'h'. always throws me off) he is buff and has a bullet proof shield but really?

I understand it though. It was during the war and a patriotic Super hero was incredibly cool and practical. This version has him in flag colored cargo pants with gun straps and an army helmit. This is a much better idea, because if you got Chris Evans into spandex half the girls in this country would pass out (not including me, my eyes are still on that tall blonde god guy.)

Everything but the blood hounds snapping at her rear end

Sitting here lounging in a leather chair that has been dubbed "The Man Chair" by my family, well deserved on account of its puffy largeness. As I reclined I struggled to get through my homework while a movie was unfolding on the screen of the TV. "Ah, foolish teenager," you think, "Watching movies while she should be studying!"

Yes, I'll admit it was fool hardy of me to believe that I could quickly get my homework done in this way. But what a movie!

All About Eve is not just any old movie. It is one of those rare films that makes you feel accomplished after the last scene flickers to a finish. It is a work of art!

Made in 1950 it is black and white, the best films are all in black and white. The script is genus; witty dialogue bounces from one character to another. Over lapping and coming together to make a choppy symphony of perfect word-play. The characters are real and rounded, with pasts beyond what is caught between the beginning and the end of the film. The scenes are directed (oh dear, I am running out of adjectives)impeccably and the acting...Well, let me tell you about the acting.

Betty Davis got an Oscar nomination for this here film and she is by far the crown jewel in the solid gold of this movie. Playing an aging insecure actress she dazzles the viewer with explosions of temper to be countered the next moment by genuine tenderness and regret. Betty Davis is closely followed by Anne Baxter who plays Eve Harrington. The movie revolves around Eve but I won't tell you why, you will have to watch the film to find out. Believe me, you want to. The other roles are excellently played by superb actors and actresses, including Marilyn Monroe in her debut role.

The story builds with tension from the very beginning, keeps you intrigued tell the last bow. And when I say the last bow i mean that it ends with someone bowing into a mirror. It sounds odd, but that last moment makes you cry out with "Oh My Gosh!". Yes, someone bowing into a mirror makes you yell that.

Watch the movie. And make sure to fasten your seat belts, it'll be a bumpy ride.

Thinking of Clocks

When I have time.

When I have time I will make all the paper I have explode with color.

When I have time I will look at more elephants.

When I have time my room will be clean.

When I have time all those projects I started will be finished.

When I have time my camera will have a charger.

When I have time I will research more colleges.

When I have time I will make more crafts.

But won't these things take up my time?

Rehab is an order

Hey!

So it has come to my attention that I am pretty much addicted to blogs. Reading blogs, writing on blogs, finding blogs. If it has something to do with a blog you can bet I will find joy in it.

Well, I just found a way to make it easier for me to nurse this infatuatuion of mine on Bloglovin! it makes it super easy to find and enjoy so many blogs! I love it! So now you can follow me on Bloglovin too, yaya!

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A result of spontaneity

Congratulations(I always misspell that word the first time) to my Life Group leader, Tiffany Jordan. Or should I say Tiffany SOUERS!!

She is married and off on her honeymoon with her Clark and husband.

Their wedding was beautiful! and so much fun!

But I found the most touching part the father daughter dance at the reception.

I know it is not that good because I just wrote it down a few minuets ago but I felt like posting this little poem about the father of the bride. I hope you like it.

Trumpets blair and canaries sing

Where else would they want to be?

Roses fall and cake is good

they know where right now

Lights sparkle as Champagne does

and it bubbles like their smiles

music croons and a father dances

to the tune of a girl in white

a mother cries and people cheer

but the father has given away

a thing that was his but no more

A place of sand and white caps

is at the back of their minds

it's full of sunsets, candles and love

they appreciate the cheers and woots

but nothing can stop the wish

of a plane to that quiet spot

where breezes can caress better

then any squeal of "Congrats!"

the father is not in this place

of breezes from seas and sands

he stands with an empty crook

in his arm and sways to the tune

of his girl in white and jewels

What is that like?

a tug, a pull, an anger?

no it is just a sigh

to leave things as they are

there would be no point to stop it

it happens all the time

and what of it, if it's much?

the laughter and the fun

can't fill the father like the rest

he waits in the back

hovers on the floor

and the girl in white with smiles

is the melody he sways to

and says to "I love you."

I should say nothing at all

Friends are special things. What makes them? What on this earth can explain them? I can not think of much.

You can explain physical attraction to someone by pheromones and biology. Hatred can be explained by animal instincts of territory being threatened or inflicting pain. But what about friendship? It is a feeling unlike any other known to humans. You enjoy another persons company just enough that you want to be around them but just not enough to be attracted to them.

Philia. Thats what the Greeks call it.

This love, the love of friendship, may not be considered passionate in ways of being "in love" but I can testify that it is a loaded feeling.

The feeling of true friendship for a person is virtuous, it is protective and it is highly loyal. I am a very loyal person to begin with so added to this Philia it reaches epic proportions. My friends are the dearest things I have in my life. I will stand with them, I promise.

Well, my friend has been hurt. The friend of my sister has been hurt and another someone who doesn't yet know they have been hurt, has been hurt. Three were hurt by one person because they were consciously selfish and needy and cruel beyond measure.

I liked this someone too. Stood up for them on occasion. Not any more.

Stay away from my friends. I am not the only one who feels this way about you now.

Goodbye.