Sense and Sensibility

So today I watched Sense and Sensibility, the movie based on the Jane Austen novel of the same name. It really struck me, which is interesting because this isn't the first time I've seen this movie. In fact, I actually read the book a few years back as well. So I got to wondering why I would be so impressed with it this time?

The truth is that while it was a decent read, I was never that struck on the book (I was much more into Pride and Prejudice!) and the first time I watched the movie it obviously didn't make much of an impression because I actually forgot that I had seen it until about 20 minutes into the show.

When I think back to the last time I read the book or saw the movie, I can't remember what was going on in my life and I don't even know how long of a gap there was between the viewings but I do know that a lot has happened since then. I've loved and lost --in retrospect, this is a good thing--as well as met loads of new people and in general grown up a lot.

The first time that I read the book, I remember thinking that Marianne, the younger heroine of the story, was weak and overemotional but tonight when I watched it I saw something else. I guess she sort of repressented that phase in life that everyone goes through: that first real love and the first really tragic heartbreak where it feels like you're never going to feel properly again. I also found Elenor to be sort of cold and overly reserved when I was younger but she was simply wary of being too public with what she felt which again I can somewhat relate to now that I'm a bit more experienced and less naive myself.

I think that both Marianne and Elenor's situations at the end of the story show a few things I've found to be true. The first that you can't really understand love until you've been wounded by it, as well as the fact that it can often take someone else (perhaps someone better?) to fully recover from it. Lastly, not being a romantic or one of those "artistic souls" doesn't doom you to boring passionless relationships.

I suppose the reason why I felt such a pull to this movie is that I see parts of myself in both Elenor and Marianne; maybe thats why I found the story so moving this time around.

So as I sit here tonight, I wonder if Jane Austen wrote this story with the knowledge that her characters demonstrated how many of us mature in our romantic relationships or if the story was just a random fancy brought to life by her imagination. Did she herself go though this change too? Perhaps I'm looking to much into it. I won't ever know what she was thinking, but I'm thankful that she wrote it down.


In a side note, I think this is the closest I have ever come to a real blog post. Yay me? Im not sure! hehe!

OHGODNO

I've partly broken my Puzzle Pirates and Kol addictions due to being too busy.

Contrary to popular believe this is a MOTHERFUCKING TRAGITY.(What of my excellent stats?)
Stupid SCHOOL and REAL LIFE. Time for some serious gaming methinks...and probably some facebook Risk on the side.

In better news, I've been making playlists like no tommorow and my random trip home was good although it had less rockbanding then i would have liked!

:)

My Song of today --> March of Mephisto by Kamelot

I knew it was coming ON BOTH COUNTS.

Two Things I KNEW would eventually happen went down in the last 24 Hours.

Firstly is that I'm offcially addicted to KoL. I realised this last night (after getting Level 8 and pwning the Bonerdagon.) Le sigh. Oh well. I'm sure evetually I'll end up on WoW and then all my friends will point an laugh. But I'll ignore them because I'll be playing WoW!
Anyways...

Secondly is that I'm PRETTY SURE my nosestud is minorly infected D:

Salt rinses anyone? Thank god I bought that netipot...Also Im watching Fairly Odd Parents. SO BAI NAO.

Wonderful Wonderland!!

Let's take a moment to clap for corny alliterations!

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AND DONE.

Ok, so this weekend, I stood in line for about an hour to get a good seat watching Alice In Wonderland, and thankfully, it was worth it. Alice was everything I was hoping the moive would be: it was interesting, weird in a way that was teetering on the edge of creepy, with awesome visual effects and good acting. Johny Depp was, OBVIOUSLY, really awesome as the Mad Hatter, but Helena Bonham Carter and Anne Hatheway also put in pretty good performances at the Red and White Queens respectfully. Now, I didn't (and still don't) know the name of the actress that played Alice herself, but whoever she was, she kept up with the big name actors that were in the show so that says enough right there.

I don't want to say much of the plot, but it is ISN'T the same as the original Wonderland, in fact, its more of sequel.

ALSO: I NEED TO GET A POSTER OF THE CHESHIRE CAT. He was so cool in this movie, that i actually couldn't contain myself in the theatre. So if anyone finds a poster of him, PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHERE!!

In other news, I played a little bit of rockband on the weekend that made me remember why my life is just barely worth living without it.

In other other news, me and my friend Charles had a little bit of a comptition to see who could leave Get on My Horse running for the longest. He won, as I got a headache and probably brain cancer after about 40 minutes. He somehow got to about the two hour mark. That, my friends, is frighteningly long. He probably has brain issues now too. hehe!I will more then likely be singing that and Lady Gaga tunes for the rest of the month.

Now, I have to go do my biology lab, so Peacee <3

Song of the Day: How to Make a Monster by Rob Zombie

This isn't off the new album, in fact its one of the older ones that is kinda techno-horror-rock. I'm not sure I can classify it past "awesometacular".

Kingdom of Loathing, Twitter, and Other Such Nonsense.

So.

I got a twitter account. AND BEFORE YOU JUDGE ME (too late?) It's mostly to stalk some of my fave internet celebs. So there. The truth is out.

I'M SORRY I'M INTERNET STALKING YOU FELICIA!

I hope she never sees that, because I still need an autograph, which I am hoping to get at COMICON SAN DIEGO!

OK. In other news, I started playing this weird off-beat MMORPG called Kingdom of Loathing (google it peeps). It's actually really fun, and pretty addictive. The graphics are, I kid you not, stick people. But the game play is pretty fun, and has hilarious dialoague and/or script. The best/worst part is you have a limited number of turns per day so you can't get totally addicted, which is awesome for someone who is so busy like me with my other TIME COMMITMENTS.

Yeah, by Time commitments, I ment Puzzle Pirates, and Sonic 2. (I will get you yet robotnic!

SONG OF THE DAY: Cut Throat by Kittie.

KAY. Peace my loverlies!

Cosmo has FAILED ME!

So I hadn't picked up a Cosmo for ages and ages and picked one up the other day.


Frankly, I found it aweful, everything was so FAKE.

Fake and manipulative! I can't beleive how aweful it was. I mean don't get my wrong, I like looking at the clothes and stuff thats instyle, but the life tips are all about manipulating those around you to get ahead.

ugh.

WTF Peach.

Ok Ok Ok.

I finished the last massive post thinking that it was going to be enough, but nope, I have something else to say. * Insert Shocked Face Here*

Ok, so after I finished that last post I when downstairs and played some more Super Smash Bros. All was good, and then I played Peach for the first time whilst really paying attention to her attacks. And all I have to say is WTF PEACH?!?

SO there I am, on an airship, fighting GOD KNOWS WHAT and I think to myself, "Gee, this would be a good time for a good ol' down B asskickin." So I do it.

And then Peach sort of pulls this weird stylistic turnip out of the ground. So then I tossed it, and it was this weird wimpy toss and the weird stylistic turnip dissapears with a pouff...Wow. REAL EFFIN' EFFECTIVE.

So then I really start to freak because I get into a sticky situation. I won't lie, I did a bit of button-mashing. And what does Peach do? Throw a fireball? Throw a punch?
Ok, please, even a bitch-slap? NO. She wiggles a mushroom. A MUSHROOM. WIGGLES IT!

What the FUCK, Peach?