it can't be that bad

Quick rant:

Disclaimer: I haven't seen 8 of the 9 movies that were up for the Academy Awards, so I am not going to pretend that I know things.

(The movie I saw was "Moneyball" and it definitely surprised me that it was nominated. But that's not what I'm here to say.)

That being said, I am NOT okay with people talking about how "The Artist" isn't a real movie, didn't deserve best picture, isn't worth watching, etc. because it is in black and white and is silent.

I am NOT okay with that. I consider that an extremely ignorant and completely disrespectful opinion about film making.

If, however, these people have seen "The Artist" and hold the opinion that it wasn't good, then that is fine. Please, however, do not judge it based on its lack of language and color. It's almost like those people who never give foreign films a chance. It absolutely drive me crazy.

One of the most incredible movies I have seen is the French film "Amelie." Until you immerse yourself in that captivating film, you don't understand its brilliance.

The Academy Awards always brings this little actress back out of me. I get really jazzed about acting and want to jump back into it and get really defensive about the arts and everything it involves.

So, if you are going to bash a silent, black and white film, do NOT do it in front of me. It's as bad to me as saying you'd prefer a person who isn't albino or isn't mute. You just DON'T do that.

Equality, even in film. Equality, always.

Thanks for allowing me my soapbox.

I look forward to seeing "The Artist" - hope it was worth me defending. But as long as the Academy thinks so, I'm good, right?

when people run in circles

Retail Shenanigans From the evening of February 24, 2012:

TeenyBopper: (points across store to unknown product) What's that?

Me: Which thing? There's a lot on that side of the store! (laugh, try to make sure she knows I'm being funny)

TeenyBopper: (points again, still to a general are) Over there.

Me: (walking to a table) On this table?

TeenyBopper: Yeah.

Me: Those are our facial cleansers.

TeenyBopper: What do they do?

Me: They...clean your face.

TeenyBopper: Oh. But do they do anything special?

Me: (trying not to punch something) Well, some exfoliate, some remove make up, some hydrate the skin, others balance oil...

TeenyBopper: (walking out of the store) Alright...



Teenagers. Can't live with them...can't live without them (although it would be a nice break).

all that i know

I'm researching some things.

Things that I would have completely kicked myself for years ago. Yeah, wedding crap.

My favorite right now is looking at swim suits for the vaca of the CENTURY! Know of any good once piece sites? Like, 1950s inspired? Those are so stinkin' cute and require less sunscreen. Because us pale girls burn easily and, as I just re-learned via my Anatomy and Physiology text book while studying skin (OMG YOU ARE SO JEALOUS), pale/burn easily skin is MORE LIKELY to get cancerous melanoma then regular turn-into-a-tan skin. JERKS.

All of you with turn-into-a-tan skin can SUCK IT.

In other news: this new mouth wash I got says I can't eat or drink anything for THIRTY MINUTES after use. Every time I have used it so far I freaking chug a whole glass of water, just to be safe. Then my stomach hurts. Oy vey.

Also: I am so bad at cleaning my room. I always shove it to the bottom of my to-do list. Hopefully admitting this to the ~2 people that read this thing will give me motivation to actually make it presentable.

We took our engagement pictures on Sunday and I am so impatient about getting them back. I have literally checked my email at least every two hours today. THAT IS STUPID. I have built up this pictures in my head so much because of other people's I have seen on Facebook, on Pinterest, or on other sites. I just want them to be AWESOME and cute and fresh and all this stuff that really doesn't matter ... kind of like a lot of these wedding details. It's funny ow wedding crap can just take over your mind.

Thus, I am SO thankful for school, homework, and work. They keep me more sane than if this wedding were my full time job. I love that I am getting married (and still shocked that it's actually happening...yikes) but it's just an overhyped and crazy thing that I don't quite understand. (that is, the wedding, not the marriage)

Mmm...will I be lazy enough to wear my yoga pants to class tomorrow?