Happy Hunger Games!

So with the my cousin's visit coinciding with the release of the Hunger Games movie, I was able to watch it today. Needless to say, spoilers alert!

So I read the books and my opinion is much more negative because of that, so keep that in mind.
It was really mehh. I understand that it's hard to include all the details but really? This is like the most anticipated movie of 2012, maybe only second to Eclipse. No wait, this IS the most anticipated movie. I had like 45 people from my school and a bunch of teachers go for the midnight premier. Surely the writer could have done a better job with the scripting. They're getting thousands of millions back for this.

Katniss could have been expanded so much more. They made her seem like she actually did fall in love with Peeta and wasn't just doing it for the games. I also thought that they didn't show the initial animosity between Katniss and Peeta, and how important the bread scene was to their relationship. And the part about covering Rue with flowers was just a sweet gesture because they neglected to show that Katniss was trying to go against the game makers. Speaking of that, people were actually crying at that scene. It was ridiculous. The girl sitting next to me was sniffling and burying her face into her boyfriend's shoulder. Maybe it's just me. I really like Jennifer Lawrence though at times she looked constipated instead of strong or sad but she's a good actress.

The BGM was very meh. They should really have added some music or sound at the reaping. After all the fuss about Safe and Sound, I didn't hear it once during the movie. Which was disappointing, because I actually liked that song.

The story was full of plot holes. Why was Gale's name entered 42 times? How come they were poor? Why does only Katniss and Gale hunt? Where were the two cannon shots after Rue and D1 boy's death? Collins stated repeated that the Cornucopia was gold not some modern artish looking block of steel.

It's not the type of movie I watch so take my words with two pinches of salt. I liked it, although I got bored halfway. It was really disappointing. I had such high hopes. Sigh.

Anyway, on a slightly related note, where are the Asians? I'm guessing they died off. We're smart but we can't exactly achieve and we're not strong either.
Quite sad huh?
All in all, alright movie. I would rather Battle Royale, which I suspect HG ripped off. If you have the money to spare and want to discuss with your hardcore HG fan friends, go ahead. If you want to save the ten bucks just wait for it to go on the Chinese video sharing sites. I'm pretty sure it's on Funshion already.

Oh right. Fun fact: The train sound at the beginning to signal the reaping was the same as the sound when you start a new game in Freaky Factory from Neopets.

Guess what movie I'm watching?

She is of the dead, yet she is so much more vibrant, splattered with the palette of colours. She spirngs like a butterfly, free, free.

He is of the living, yet he remains dull. Waxen skin and downturned mouth. Bound by rules and etiquette and social norms.

Who truly has a beating heart?

“I’ve been in the darkness for so long, I had almost forgotten how beautiful the moonlight was.”

She dances for him. All her childish dreams and lofty aspirations laid out on a table before him. Her deepest carnal fears and secrets untold spilling like sand filled bag.

She dances for him, the moonlight illuminating her every move. A leg lost, but it doesn’t matter. Her face burns scarlet under her ghostly complexion, but she ignores the awkward limp. This is one dance she has to complete. She wants to impress him, to make him smile. Make him proud of this accidental wife he married. Show him, show him they’ll be happy together. They’ll be happy, forever.

She dances for him, twirling, giggling. How long has it been since she felt like this? The feeling of soft love tugging at her skeleton heart? Calcium cage around something long rotted? His presence has given it life. Make it beat, fast and real. Fast and real. Fast and real. Could it be? That he’s the one to save her from this graveyard of sorrow? Yes, it must be.

She dances for him. He watches, scheming. He must get to Victoria. His one true love, sweet darling Victoria. Emily is a freak, He has to flee. He has to leave this horrifying monstrosity.

Anyway, my English teacher thinks that Tim Burton is a freak. She thinks he's crazy and twisted. I honestly think she's full of bull. Her views on quite a lot of things are unintelligent. She resembles a hippo maaah-ing out nonsense. Has the figure for it too.

Tim Burton's works may be dark and everything, but it's not weird. It's like human nature but with a touch of beauty. And satire.

One Small Mistake

I was listening to One Republic just now, trying to find songs that actually move me. That I can play and have it connect with me, that means something to me. These days all I seem to do is listen and it becomes a blurry, delightful and enjoyable of course, but blurry mess of sounds that appeal.

Illusions and trickery,

Like the veil she uses to hide her heart.

Smoke bombs to abet her crimes,

Golden cages to dazzle the eyes,

From her wiles to her smiles

Her hidden movements under the table

Her raven locks that enchant with drafts of coconut

The flashing eyes that claim your soul

Oh, how she charms!

But a slip in the action!

A card fallen from the sleeve

The slightest bit of mold festers on her once indefectible wall

The slightest bit but when times chips in,

Becomes a raging fire of green.

Her vices spill like a jug to the floor

Everybody is watching her sleep,

Watching her breathe and eat.

And they finally see the truth

See her for what she is without the indigo cotton and rose perfume

See her for what she really is.

A girl who would kill herself to be perfect

A lie that plays on the desires of others

She is simply…

You.

Model UN

I had my Model UN conference today and it was beyond awesome!

Honestly, I enjoyed it more than OotM and wayy more than BPA. No offence to those clubs I'm just a Model UN girl. I mean, it's the first ever serious club I've been in.

So the conferences were relatively fun. It was easy to bend their words and I think I put quite a lot of people on the spot XD. But it was all cool! The lunch was super awesome. They had little burger/sandwiches (what's the diff between a burger and a sandwich anyway? One's cold and the other warm?) and CAKE! Well, I was so famished by lunchtime so I took 4 sandwiches (yeah glutton I know) and by the time I was done I couldn't even touch my cake. Some guy hoarded like 9 sandwiches and threw 3 away -_-. And he was a little 6th grader too.

Back to the conference, um, it was much more official than my last one where we just read position papers and had quick debates. This time we had placards, comfy chairs, caucuses and a chair. I represented USA so I pretty much just threw my weight around and "blackmailed" most of the little developing countries into sticking with me by threatening to cut off foreign aid. It didn't really matter but they listened anyway. XD What good sports. I have homework to do. :( The past few days I've just been sleeping at dinnertime then waking at 4am to wash my hair. Well most of the time I fall back asleep until 5 or so then wash my hair. In the end I finish my homework in homeroom, since it's so easy.

Oh right, the weather has drastically warmed up. Right now I'm wearing short sleeves and not feeling cold at all.  This time two days ago (literally, it was like 5 degrees C) I was wearing a coat with the heater on full blast. I'm also a little sad because this means the year is ending and I'll be going off to high school! :( I don't particularly like change. I mean, I've just started to branch out and make friends. The Charter kids will most probably not appreciate my personality, so I'll have to dull down. Dull down and shut up.

But I guess that would be good for me. I'm trying to do that right now, but it's hard. I can't control myself; I've just become this weird, weird person.

Smile!

I used to care.

A lot.

It would dig in my mind and tune everything out

All I could hear was the boring and droning and drilling

And my heart beating so hard against the calcium bars of its jail

And my breath wheezing, gasping

Then I just didn’t notice anymore

It was routine, commonplace

I didn’t notice anything anymore

Salty puddles or muffled screams

I guess I stopped caring

Nothing matters more than fun

Only smiles and laughter can take away the pain

I don’t mind forgoing immunization for temporary relief

The strings finally snapped

And now, nothing holds a place anymore.

I've realised that I've changed. I really don't value anything too much anymore. I don't write, I don't read. I don't even listen to music that really moves me. It's just a blurry haze of rushed deadlines and wasted time. I must have felt this way for a pretty long time because the above is from like 2 months ago. I'm too lazy to do anything really. My notebooks are just filled with teenage angst and nothing special. Nothing meaningful. It's almost as if I've become my own person.

OotM

So I had my Odyssey of the Mind region tournament on Sat.

I was pretty upset and crazy sad I didn't win but have since calmed down and now it's just a dull ache. All the teams did really nice jobs and the school that won was actually pretty good. So...
It would've been nice to win but it doesn't matter because I had FUN!

Well now my schedule's pretty much empty, save for the last meeting/ Model UN competition on Thurs. Then I'll be free for two months or so. Maybe I'll join stage crew or something.

Funny how I was so cramped up and busy juggling 3 clubs for like 7 months and now I have nothing.