“Like a kid in a candy store.”

Means there is: utter bewilderment, happiness and excitement induced impulse buying.

“Like a kid in a stationary store.”

Means there is:a sense of wonder and unnecessary indulgence brought about by fancy and overpriced novelty items that you will never use because you don’t want to ruin them.

“Like my brother in a games store.”

Means there is: a collected air of interest, fascination and secret desire, and the understanding that sensibility, subtle perseverance and smart conversation will bring you what you want.

“Like my sister in a pet store.”

Means there is: an atmosphere of giddiness, a throbbing desire of affection and a primal impulse to ‘save’ everything from their confinement and bring them home to an existence of assumed bliss and comfort; also, the knowledge that if you show those around you just the right things, the feeling will become mutual.

“Like me in a book store.”

Means there is: a profound tone of curiosity, interest and intrigue everywhere you look but a disappointing appreciation that you will never be able to get all they you desire because you simply will not be able to manage such an influx of fact and fantasy, and that the intriguing covers and waves of critical acclaim have to be resisted until you even have enough money to by a single one.

Ok, so I know I said I’m really looking forward to Fantastic Mr. Fox. That is true. However, what I am actually most anticipating is this.

James Cameron’s Avatar.

I’m literally about to chew my own arm off with excitement.

I think it looks fantastic, and so do others. Roger Ebert gave it four stars (that’s his highest amount for anyone who doesn’t know him) and called it “an exceptional film!” (and more)

I have been soaking tid-bits of information on it but I have restrained myself. No plot descriptions, synopsis’, clips of the movie other than the trailer (which I’ve only seen a few times) or images other than the posters, and so forth. I want to be wowed.

I know I don’t have the discipline that a certain friend has to deny himself anything to do with such a film so he is that surprised by it, but I’m working on it. Baby steps first. I’ve even denied myself Rotten Tomatoes for a the next few days so I don’t see the reviews. Even so, I still found out the Roger Ebert one when I was looking at the Wikipedia Page. I don’t mind. I’m about to explode from excitement!

I’m going to have to see it on the premier day in IMAX or I will sneak out and do it. It’s going to be a spectacle that I think I will end up watching over and over again.

Also as a side note, I know someone will be VERY pleased to hear that Leona Lewis is performing the original theme song for the movie “I See You” and that an accompanying music video by Jake Nava (Single Ladies, Happy and Crazy in love) is in production.

In addition, I love the reasons for the MPAA rating that has been given: “The film has been rated PG-13 by the MPAA for intense epic battle sequences and warfare, sensuality, language and some smoking.”

“Outstanding!”

I’m fantastic!

‘Fantastic’ seems to be my new word. In my previous post I used it 8 times to describe something good. 3 times in one section! I think this has a direct result to the repeated viewing of Fantastic Mr. Fox footage. I can’t wait until it comes out in January. Well, perhaps I can seeing as James Cameron’s Avatar and Princess and the Frog come out before it. They should sanction my cinematic appetite.

Another word I keep using now is ‘true’ which is odd. A few weeks ago I noticed it was ‘cool’ thanks to my Extension 2 English teacher. I also say ‘yeah’ allot when talking online.

My brother notices these things too. He’s going through a phase where he says ‘man’ allot and knows full well he does it. Sometimes it’s more than just a word. Mum says “I’m good to you”, and “peeps” but that’s less of a phase and more of her style.

Anyway, are there any fantastic words you go using in phases?

Don’t ask me why, I just felt like doing this.

I like cartoons, and I know that sounds really childish. But why, do you ask? Simple fact: because I grew up on them. Just ask ABC Kids, Cheese TV or Saturday Disney how this happened for the full details. This goes without mentioning the oodles of vintage cassette tapes we owned when I was little which contained nothing more than recordings of Saturday morning cartoons from even BEFORE our time (thanks to Mum and Dad). So, why not?

Cartoons are fun, light hearted, escapist early morning wonders that can be everything real life isn’t, including being hundreds of times more imaginative. Ever since TV’s inception (and also much before) Cartoons have been a staple part of every generation’s growing up, from Bugs Bunny to TMNT to Spongebob. Of course, today cartoons aren’t just confined as early morning kids programming anymore, with the ever increasing list of more mature (if you can call them that) cartoons such as South Park, The Simpsons, Family Guy or Futurama, which of course, my palate has evolved with.

Anywho, this is a list I’ve compiled about my favourite TV Cartoon characters. Key word: MY. Differ what you will. This is also not a ‘The Best’ list, just what ones I like. I like reading lists like this so I thought I would try it. I didn’t want to do my favourite movies or books yet because I wanted some practice on this one before I moved on to those major ones.

It was a very hard list to think of, mind you. The spectrum is just huge if you consider all the way back to Hanna-Barbera prime and so forth. However, being a list of MY favourites, not one of those ‘classic’ characters are on there. I simply have not watched enough of those vintage cartoons, it’s not my generation, they’re a little dated etc. etc. For instance, O’l Bugs Bunny didn’t find a place on my list because he simply isn’t one of my favourites. I’m not questioning the FACT that he is a classic, and one of the greatest, cartoon characters ever, I just haven’t ‘aquatinted’ myself with those cartoons that much, obviously due to generation differences and so forth. The same goes for Mickey Mouse.

But enough compensating.

Here’s The List: My Favourite TV Cartoon Characters.

So… it begins:

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I think I might have just completed one of the hardest maths tests I’ve ever had to do. The pain of impending doom was excruciating.

We were being tested on Logarithms, Exponentials and Trigonomic functions, and for some reason, they decided to take the hardest questions in each field and put them in the paper.

Do you know the the integral of 2lnx + 1? In the exam I knew that the integral of 1/x = lnx + c, but I had no clue about the question.

This also followed an English exam for creative writing. My rehearsed narrative did not fit in any way with the three stimuli so I had to make one up on the spot. It turned out as a very nice story but as I evidently didn’t show any teachers it before hand, I’m a bit anxious on how it may be interpreted.

It’s just frustrating knowing that you won’t get the mark that you desired. Though, by the sound of it, everyone is in the same boat (save a few people who dropped down from excelerated, including one very sunburned, weedy, obnoxious and arrogant fool with a name beginning with J, who leaped at the chance to tell us that he finished the test in 15 minutes, completely insensitive to those who he was talking to who found it difficult).

Anyway, I have another maths exam tomorrow for Advanced. I hope it will go better. I’m going all out tonight.

Edit: As I feared, my results for the Extension test were abysmal, and the subject may be pending abandonment. In contrast though, my Advanced results were fantastic, mostly because I was so upset by the way I felt after the other test.

This was a poem I wrote on Friday during a study period in the sweltering heat. I had William Blake’s ‘The Tiger’ stuck in my head and I based it on that… it’s pretty obvious. Also I had to use the numerals because Tumblr truncates blank lines. They weren’t originally there.

Anway, here it is.

I

Sparrow sparrow, little bird,

Sentinel of passing word;

Captain of the silver ships,

Master of vast sky wind rips.

II

Do you seek, and do you dare

The hellish maw of Dragon’s lair?

In which he gnashes teeth of rock;

Sparrow, sparrow, danger knock?

III

Stoked by flames and fires marred,

Roars the Dragon – “Pick a card!”

Do you take and do you stir

That card of yours, sparrow sir?

IV

What the verdict? What the law?

What the trick you have in store?

What dire pledge be in your book –

The last stage which furnace shook?

V

Arrows prick your tattered coat,

Soot and coal scorch hymns you wrote;

Do you now accept your turn?

Do you now just bow and burn?

VI

Sparrow, sparrow, little bird,

Sentinel of passing word.

Captain, choose which way to head;

Sail past where fate won’t tread.

The Verdict.

The bad against the good. It’s like vampires against werewolves.

Ok, I know I should have done this for all the other more worthwhile movies I’ve seen this year. Moon. District 9. Watchmen. Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince and so on, but for some reason I never got round to it. I think half of it was that those movies had a higher layer of complexity and intrigue, and were in that way harder to decipher. Either that or I just couldn’t bring myself to analyzing it.

Twilight Saga: New Moon on the other hand is another matter; mainstream, easy and super-hyped, and after seeing it’s surreal box office revenue I thought I might as well tare it limb from limb like a hungry giant-brown-wolf-like-thing or pale-blood-sucking-robo-tron…

Whatever floats your boat …

Or ‘bites your Bella.’

Anyway, here’s The Verdict, where I talk about the parts of a film I liked compared to the parts I didn’t (plus some silly/fun parts in between).

Note: I’m not a harsh critic. I usually see the good in almost anything. Even films (as long as it doesn’t have ‘Movie’ attached to the end of it).

The good:

1. The wolf pack was cool, and any part focussed on it was interesting (like the fight and their hunts of the random assortment of vampires pasted here and there). Werewolves are ‘hot’. Vampires ‘suck’. (Pun intended)
2. Face-punch was hilarious!
3. WILHELM SCREAM!!
4. Dakota Fanning was the Voltari. She seemed like a breath of appropriate seriousness.
5. Hearing the screams of some victims of the Voltari gave the movie some needed bite (I’m just pun-tastic today).
6. It was unintentionally quite funny. Especially when all the girls in the building swooned when Jacob took his top off for the first time.
7. The music was good. A Muse song never goes astray.
8. Most of the characters seem to suit the role they play, which is good. The acting isn’t great in some parts, but I thought it was passable overall.

The bad:

1. The beginning half was slow and really quite boring! Especially when Bella just moped about how abandoned she felt. It was just her standing there.
2. E-every… one… tal-talk-ed… li- like this… a-as if… they had just… ru-run a marathon. It was so annoying!! I could hardly follow what they were saying between the gasps.
3. The twitchiness of all the characters was really starting to tick me off by the end.
4. The pacing was poor, sluggish and excessively grave for the most part, and it was rather downcast and druggy during parts, which I assumed, were supposed to be fast paces and thrilling due to Bella’s excessive and nonsensical risk taking. Cold like the grave I suppose.
5. Put on a goddamn top!!
6. Robert Paterson was so better and cooler as Cedric Diggory. Too bad Diggory had to die.
7. Overall (besides Dakota, and when Edward finally threw a punch and dueled in super-speed mode) the Voltari were just REALLY annoying.
8. Lots of the dialogue just seems really forced. It’s as if the actors know it’s stupid but say it anyway.

Stupidest line: Bella to Jacob after he takes of his shirt to pad a wound on her head: “You’re sort of… beautiful.”

Best line: Jacob in response: “How hard did you hit your head?”

Funniest bit: Face-punch. Definitely.

Unintentionally funniest bit: The very end (the last sentence, mostly because of someone in the cinema).

Best characters: I like the dads: Charlie Swan and Dr Carlisle. They were plainly believable. Jane (Dakota Fanning) and Alice Cullen were good too.

Anyway, the movie was… ok, I guess. It was a fun movie in the sense that no one in the cinema really took it seriously and everyone laughed at it. I found myself getting bored at the beginning because of the pace and unnecessary ultra-grim tone. The first half an our in itself adds a whole new meaning to melodrama.

Face-punch is instantly quotable, and the wolf and vampire fights a kind of cool, but in my opinion it seemed mostly wooden and painfully slow. Twilight was better because it was punchier and had some cool credits.

My sister on the other hand thought that this one was 100x better. She was raving on and on and on and on about it (she saw it on the friday).

But, all in all…

If you want to watch a smart movie with sharp dialogue, wit, flawless acting and a female lead character that can actually talk properly and stand up, don’t watch Twilight Saga: New Moon

If you want to watch an oddly fun movie that’s packed with melodrama, teen angst, sharp vampires, brute werewolves and Washington woodlands, watch Twilight Saga: New Moon.

I finally got 100 followers on Twitter.

Well, technically I got it before, but a major spam-removal-sweep blasted Twitter and I lost a bunch of people. I didn’t mind. they were not following me because they liked me, but because they wanted to sell me something!! The nerve of it all! Trying to push your agenda on Twitter… it sickens me. But of course I lost that number.

So, I snapped this shot as soon as I got 100 again, because this time round I made sure to report all the 12bhjsarahXXX’s and so on.

I know that, come tomorrow, it will probably be down again, and I know that 100 is infinitely insignificant in the eyes of, say, 60% of twitter users (yes, @Jameswilson is one of those people… lucky him and his ‘connector’ status on Klout), but it’s more or less a nice number to post about.

And in the words of J.K.Rowling in the the first sentence of The Philosopher’s Stone, “Thank you very much.”