featuring Sydney (again).
In response to Sarah's "Happy Endings SUCK." I couldn't help but write my own opinion on movies. Sure, the happy endings in movies are usually fake and corny, but no matter what movie it is, there is always that moment when two characters realize that they are meant to be together. I call this the Ah-Ha Moment.
Sydney: After the climax of every film, there always seems to be this moment in which the two star-crossed lovers finally succumb to their feelings and realize that they want to be together. Usually, one of them, suppressed with an inward struggle (probably the man trying to hold on to whatever shred of manhood he can), tries to deny the fact that yes, he has fallen madly in love with the beautiful damsel in distress. Luckily for the romance addicted audience, true love overcomes all, inspirational music plays, and the two characters stare madly into each others' eyes and share a passionate kiss. Whoopee, love wins!
Me: Wow... who uses words like "succumb"? Just kidding. I do. (Sydney: No, I do.) I read over what she wrote, and she may sound all pensive and eloquent (Sydney: Damn straight.) , but if you could see her at this moment, she is wearing a freaking sombrero. (Sydney: It is my thinking cap.) I just can't take her seriously--therefore, I continue.
The other day, I was watching the movie Just Go With It, with my friend Sandy and Noodles. Sandy had already seen this movie twice, and Noodles, well, let's just say that she doesn't really get into the romantic aspects of movies the way I do. So, I was sitting there on the couch, enjoying the movie (real quick, so you have some idea what I'm talking about---the movie is about a guy who wants to get this younger girl, but she thinks that he is getting a divorce, so he makes up this fake wife---and then he asks one of his best girl-friends to pretend to be the wife he is divorcing). If you have any common sense (and some idea about what always happens in these types of movies) you can predict the ending---not to spoiler it or anything.
As the Ah-Ha Moment was occurring, and the two main characters on the screen were gazing deeply into each others' eyes, my two friends were talking obnoxiously and about nonsense. While they were talking, I had to use precious oxygen in order to tell them to shut up; consequently, making even more noise and drowning out my scene. They continued blathering on, until finally they shut their pie-holes and I was able to catch the last few moments of the Ah-Ha moment. Thanks guys. >:(
XOXO
Amanda and Sydney
P.S. Sydney wants me to write (XOXO, Gossip Girl) and Sandy says "hi" because she has nothing else intelligent to say (except she made up that last line)
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Sunday, June 26, 2011
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Arachnophobia
definition: the fear of spiders
December (I dunno... let's just say a few days before Christmas)
We were all sitting at lunch, exchanging gifts right before the break:
And then came the time to open the gift. I didn't really know what to expect---I felt kinda special because I had two gifts while everyone else only had one. Oh how wrong I was...
Before I continue, let me say that it was not a real spider---it was a huge black gummy spider, but it had the same effect. I put on quite a spectacal right there in the hallway. Me screaming, running away as my friends threw the spider at me. One friend, lets just call her "Ursula" even put the spider down the back of my shirt. ...That brought on a lot more screams, even putting me close to tears. The spider was put in and out of the trashcan multiple times, stuck to lockers, put in my backpack...
But as traumatic as that lunch period was, it eventually ended, and I thought everything to do with the spider was over... but again I thought wrong. I went to get my coat from the locker room at the end of the day, but I wasn't stupid. I was suspicious of my friends. I knew they wouldn't let their "fun" die down that fast. I carefully inspected my coat, eventually finding it in the pocket. At first I jumped, but I didn't want to let them win. So, I grabbed my coat by its hood and started shaking it around until the spider fell out. Eventually, it did.
Once again, I thought the spider fiasco was over. Then, a few weeks later, after Christmas break, I started getting suspicious again. Had my friends really let the whole spider thing go? It didn't seem right. Once again, I went to my locker to get my coat. As I was putting the coat on, I felt an odd lump in the lining of the coat. I took the coat off immeadiately and went back to class. When I got there I asked another friend to look and see what was there.... sure enough it was the spider.
Finally, after ten minutes of them throwing around the spider and making fun of me, it was throw away for good (at least I think---knock on wood). But you know what they say, what goes around, comes back around, and I'm already plotting for next Christmas.
**To the friend who gave me this horrid gift, I do know it was a joke, and I appreciate it, after all, it is the thought that counts (even if it was an evil thought). But look out for next year.
XOXO
Amanda
Sadly, I have this phobia. How bad? Well, bad enough to make me throw my computer halfway across my bed when I typed "Arachnophobia" into Google (to check the spelling, of course) and a picture of a spider crawling on a guys head popped up. In the words of Ron Weasley, "I don't like spiders".
The unfortunate part is that my friends know that too. And my friends, being who they are, have a tendancy to torment me for that fear... thanks guys :) One prime example? Last Christmas...
December (I dunno... let's just say a few days before Christmas)
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| Me (left) recieving the gift. Evil Friend (right) giving gift --Before the gift was opened-- |
And then came the time to open the gift. I didn't really know what to expect---I felt kinda special because I had two gifts while everyone else only had one. Oh how wrong I was...
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| Me: Opening Present and Realizing... |
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| Me: (left) screaming my head off Spider: (top right) flying down the hallway Evil Friend: (bottom right) laughing hysterically |
But as traumatic as that lunch period was, it eventually ended, and I thought everything to do with the spider was over... but again I thought wrong. I went to get my coat from the locker room at the end of the day, but I wasn't stupid. I was suspicious of my friends. I knew they wouldn't let their "fun" die down that fast. I carefully inspected my coat, eventually finding it in the pocket. At first I jumped, but I didn't want to let them win. So, I grabbed my coat by its hood and started shaking it around until the spider fell out. Eventually, it did.
Once again, I thought the spider fiasco was over. Then, a few weeks later, after Christmas break, I started getting suspicious again. Had my friends really let the whole spider thing go? It didn't seem right. Once again, I went to my locker to get my coat. As I was putting the coat on, I felt an odd lump in the lining of the coat. I took the coat off immeadiately and went back to class. When I got there I asked another friend to look and see what was there.... sure enough it was the spider.
Finally, after ten minutes of them throwing around the spider and making fun of me, it was throw away for good (at least I think---knock on wood). But you know what they say, what goes around, comes back around, and I'm already plotting for next Christmas.
**To the friend who gave me this horrid gift, I do know it was a joke, and I appreciate it, after all, it is the thought that counts (even if it was an evil thought). But look out for next year.
XOXO
Amanda
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