Movie Review: Ameture Hour. [The Changeling]

I just finished watching an amazing piece of cinematography: Changeling.
To Angelina Jolie haters, this film ought to change your mind about her acting skills. The character she portrayed (Christine Collins) was a refreshing change from her usual portrayal of the usual sex-goddes-with-a-machine gun.
In all honesty, I did not recognize Jolie as Jolie until about 2/3rds of the way into the film (due to her infamous lucious lips, no less) as I was so engrossed in her character. Not to be overshadowed, of course, was Jason Butler Harner, who portrayed the "horrible, horrible, wonderful person," Gordon Northcott. His portrayal (okay, I need a thesaurus. What's another word for portrayal? O.O;) of the 'slightly crazed' serial killer of 1928 (Killing around 20 boys, total. Oh yeah, I forgot. The entire film is based on true events. So, yes, there was a crazy pedophile killing/molesting boys who almost got away with it in 1928.) was so disturbingly well done, that I got chills from the moment his character appeared on the screen. He was able to succesfully find the middle-ground between Charles Manson and your run-of-the-mill pedophile. I literally grimaced each and every time he appeared, from fixing the car to his desperate singing of "Silent Night."
Eddie Alderson, a boy who I did not recognize at -all- played the character of Sanford Clark, Northcott's accomplice/nephew. This unknown actor definitely impressed me. In all honesty, I can see a bright acting career looming ahead of this one.
All in all, this Clint Eastwood (That's right! He wrote the music AND directed!) piece of cinematography is definitely worth taking a look at. For Jolie fans, for 20's enthusiasts (guilty as charged) or anyone looking for a moving film to enjoy with -most- of the family (little'uns ought to be left alone. And anyone with an attention span less than 3 hours. Whew!) without convulsing in sobs (*cough* Seven Pounds *cough*), this film is definitely worth a look-see.

I also recommend: Seven Pounds, Yes Man, Last Chance Harvey and, believe it or not, inkheart

Books-turned-to-Movies I haven't seen but want to VERY Badly: The Curious Case of Benjamin Button and Revolutionary Road

I wish I wasn't a teenager.

I also wish I wasn't a girl.
And I wish that my hormones didn't hold the reigns-of-life.
I also wish that ...relationships were easy.
Easy to get into, easy to maintain...all around easy.
Alas, I am a teenager (16), I am a female (all-around) and my hormones do own me.
Relationships will never be easy, coming nor going, and I will probably never be completely content with one of these high-school docudrama relationships.
I'm glad I'm single and available, don't get me wrong, but I just can't get over feeling something is missing.
Perhaps my over-dating in the past few years has conditioned me into some Pavolovian-style need for a special someone...

The thing that gets me, though, is that I've friends who constantly comment on my dating habits. And my (in their eyes) 'perfect' dating past.
They speak as though I can get any guy or girl (whatever :/) I want, just by talking to them.
To paraphrase, "You break up with someone and, two weeks later, you've got another boy begging to be with you."
Too bad that "two-week-later" guy tends to be a nub. A nub with a lack of manners or lack of respect for women (though they claim they do. And no, Z this isn't about you. This is about any relationship I've had that I jumped into way too quickly).

I completely forgot where I was going with this blog...
*shrugs*
I'm tired of having directionless blogs.
One day, I'll plan it out to the end, rather than just the opening.
*sigh*

Life is hard sometimes

But in the end, I feel refreshed.

I've just put a relationship that has been causing me so much pain in the recent past up on a shelf for a while.
Many of my friends are "proud" that I've recognized that this "mess of an affair" is what it is, and that I've chosen to end it--at least temporarily.

It's depressing, though.
The fact that they've been trying so hard to make me happy...
and the fact that I've done nothing but shrug their advice off..
and the fact that he refused to do anything about it besides mumble "I'm sorry..."
and the fact that everyone's secretly been rooting for me to do this anyways?
Yeah.
A bit saddening.
But that's okay.
Because I'm refreshed.
I'm single.
And I'm giving him a second chance in a few months....maybe?
I don't know.
*sigh*

At least I don't constantly feel guilty anymore. And I don't hate myself for putting up with...stuff I oughtn't to have been putting up with in the first place.
*sigh*

I'll be fine.

A Note to My Friends

A Letter to My Friends


I love you.
All.
A lot.
More than I can say really.
I know I seem like such a loser sometimes, and I contradict myself on occasion.
I know that I'm complain-y and utterly weird.
And I know, in the end, you'll be there for me.
I just want to let you know, I'll be there for you too.
You've done SO much for me in just these past few months.
More than I can account for in the past few years.
I've finally found a group of people I love and don't want to lose. EVER.
I say we make a pact to keep in touch, seeing as Senior Year is approaching, and with that, graduation.
I appreciate everything you do for me, to me and at me (xD) and I love all our stupid inside-jokes.
One day, maybe, I'll be able to pay you back for the load of awesomeness you've all dumped upon me.
So...
Thank you.
For being there.
For being you.
For loving me.
For having me.
For...everything.

I've nothing to write about

Nor anything to rant about.
Nor anything to draw...about?
Grammarfail is fail.
:/

I finished a comic (huzzah) but I've yet to hear back from comicgenesis...maybe they didn't find it so amusing *sigh*

I'm beginning my host-search again.
Anyone have any suggestions?
I can't pay for a domain, so I'm looking for a free hosting website. (I have no job, so I can't pay the rates :O)

Comments with sites are awesome!
Comments with ideas of what to write/draw are even awesome-er!
:D