There is nothing better than watching Silent Hill at midnight. Granted, I didn’t think it was very scary, but maybe that’s just because it was more like, “LOL IT’S PYRAMIDHEAD” and less “OMG HE’S GONNA RAPE ME TO DEATH.” Then again, things like that happened alot in this movie, where I was more giggly than scared... Let me go about this in a more organized manner. 
 

Edit: Actually, I remembered what I wanted to talk about. I find it interesting that Silent Hill takes on so many incarnations, and none of them seem more canon than the next. You have 1 and 3, with the religious crazies led by Dahlia and Alessa releasing God, and then 2, where SH is all Star Wars-like, where it's "only what you bring with you," or the movie where they burned Alessa as a witch and the Otherworld is her revenge (actually the movie has 3 Alessas, go figure.) Personally, I like the second one best, but that's just me. 

ON A BETTER SILENT HILL NOTE:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HRW4Ai-wZbU

My life = Complete.

Ok, here's something else I should do: I was in history class and Mr. Hanchett was talking about western immigration and stuff, and he mentioned that people went out there for better land. For some reason, this led him to say that the thing he wants most in the world (his Mirror of Erised) is just a tiny square of grass in his backyard. Because, you know, he apparently lives in Sommerville, which really is a "concrete jungle." So, for an Easter/April break present for him, I want to plant some grass seed in a little pot, and maybe stick a little mini birdhouse in it or something. That would be so cute!

Also over April break, I would like to dedicate that week to making a Snape-coat for ComicCon, but I don't know if that'll go through.

Argh, I need to watch Dollhouse. And Buffy.

I think I'm going to go to the movies this weekend; I'd really like to see Frost/Nixon. It's still out, isn't it? I'm pretty sure it is.

ELIZA DUSHKU WAS IN BOTTLE SHOCK!? NOW WHEN I WATCH IT WITH MUM (because I said I would) I KNOW I'M GOING TO FANGIGGLE. (Also, as I pointed out to the Gang, she's so awesome in that movie that she's the one snarking at Alan Rickman. =DDDDDD) 

I saw Steven in the library today, and he suddenly broke out into song. "John Jacobs Jingleheimer Schmidt!" I don't remember how Mr. Muller reacted.

I did a very stupid thing at Exit 51. I sort of went with a couple of other people to ask Ms. Beekley what she thought of Mr. Quadros' beard (which still looks ridiculous.) It was a STUPID thing to do. Really, at least when Snape snarks, it's more mean and condescending. When Ms. Beekley snarks, it's like she's trying to make your soul melt into a little puddle of shame. *Ali leans over, "Argh, stop backpedaling! You're making it worse!"* God, I think she loves how upset she makes me.

You know what I find interesting? The Insider (or whatever it's called) was on, and it seems like every five seconds there's like, "HAY GUYZ! MAH SEKRIT WEDDINS, LET ME SHOW U DEM!" I suppose I find that most annoying because of that bit of my Life's Work. It's like, "Okay, they didn't do it in secret because they wanted you to analyze everything, post pictures everywhere, and say horrible things about them. What is this 'secret' of which you speak?" Anyway, that's sort of a personal rambling (though Snape wholly agrees and says: DDDDD:<)

I was watching tv with Mum and there was a commercial for NEIL PATRICK HARRIS ON ELLEN HOLY FRICKING FRICK ON A BISCUIT- I was squeeing so hard, and I can only imagine that, had she seen it, chevy_the_geek would have had a coronary. Or her eyeballs would have popped out. That happened on House one time, you know. BUT NEVERMIND THAT. I saw a couple of pics from

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lyricalecho

Bruins game tomorrow! *Edgey!whoop!*
 

So... I really don't have much to post (big surprise! - no, really) but I figured I'd put something down anyway.

I finally listened to the rest of that Snapcast episode. They had a fic reading, actually, so when I woke up at five in the morning and couldn't go back to sleep, I figured I'd lay in bed and listen to it. So I'm sitting there, ten minutes in, in the dark, in bed, at five in the morning, bawling my little eyes out. It was like, Hermione being the clean-up crew for post-Hallows Snape, and it was actually kind of gross how they went into how his neck arteries were hanging out and everything, but... It was insanely heartbreaking, being inside Hermy's head at that point, and her thinking about what a sucky life he had and not being loved ever, and then they were talking about it afterward about the funky ending with the patronuses and how Snape's patronus came out as a hawk when they were closing the tomb because it probably was meant to be what it was before it was a doe like Lily and all, but then the doe showed up and he followed her into the Forest, and it was like she had forgiven him and come back to lead him home and I was just like, "BAAAAAAAAAAW!"

... That was a sucky synopsis, but that's ok. *sniffle*

It terms of other things that don't make my inner fangirl want to roll up in a ball and die, D's been sick and everything, so I sent him a copy of the Giley!fic, along with a lovely rundown of the Buffy knowledge he needed. It went something like:

"Giles: Think Remus Lupin (werewolf, Harry Potter, you know?) Think glasses. Think British. Think Obi-Wan, Gandalf or Dumbledore undercover as a librarian. Think... Tweed."

Unfortunately, however, the attatchment wouldn't go, so he ended up calling me and I read it to him over the phone. I think it made him feel alot better. If he visits today, then I might read him the first part of the Snilly fic. (This all reminds me that I need to do my ff.net thing- argh, I have to get around to that.)

Im just throwing this out, now that I'm on a bit more of a Furuba kick and I picked up this new icon and all, but I'm sort of starting to realize that I really identify with Tohru. I mean, I know she seems cute and innocent and all, but she's got some serious inner demons. That, and she tries to make everyone around her happy and feel better and all. In fact... I think she might be one of my favorite female characters... In general. I mean, more than Hermione for sure, and more that Willow I think, and maybe more than Kaylee? That's questionable. But yeah.

Hey, you know that new Kelly Clarkson song, My Life Would Suck Without You? I can't help but think of how perfect this is for my Life's Work- by which I mean the lyrics work and not so much the peppy tune (SNAPE DOES NOT APPROVE.) But really, it does work ridiculously well.

Being with you
Is so dysfunctional
I really shouldn't miss you,
But I can't let you go

or my favorite, and the most perfect few lines ever:

I know that I've got issues
But you're pretty messed up too
Either way, I found out
I'm nothing without you

Hee. <3

I also went shopping with my mum yesterday, and my God I was in a good mood. Even my mum, the maternal-like Mrs. Weasly was like, "Uh... Are you okay? You're so... Cheery." Maybe it's 'cause I got to rest my brain a little bit when I was sick. But I was in such a good mood that I ended up telling her that I danced with Tyler at the semi. I had just talked about it with Echo (just before Inkheart, actually, so that's why it was so weird seeing him there) and I thought I was going to keep it to myself. But I was just feeling so fuzzy that I kept literally opening my mouth to say it, and it wouldn't come out. So I'd be quiet again. And finally my mum just sort of popped out with, "Oh, hey, how's Tyler?" And I was just like, "OK YEAH ABOUT THAT- EEEE!?" And she thought it was cute, and tried to convince me that he didn't ask simply because Paige told him to. Because he would totally do that. He went out with Allison in junior high just because he heard she liked him and he felt bad. So I dunno. I'll see Paige on the bus at one point or another and maybe we can girl talk more? =3 She's good at that.

Hockey game today- I'm not sure if Timmy will be playing, though. I'm sure, as always, that Erica would be tremendously happy if he did. BRUUUUUUIIIINS YEAH!

So much time, so little to tell. Wait. No. Scratch that, put it in reverse.

Ok, so... Going back to Friday. Mr. Mintz was talking about schizophrenia and how some people babble nonsense, which is called word salad. He says, "It's as if you take all the words of the english language and turn them into bits of lettuce and tomatoes and cucumbers, and..." "And those funky little onions!" "YES!" he says to me. "AND THOSE FUNKY LITTLE ONIONS!"

Um... I had this dream night before last that was kind of a Buffy thing, and I swear Giles was in it, and I'm almost certain Snape was there too. But they were hanging out with Howl, and maybe I was Buffy? But anyway, Howl called me on my cell phone to warn me about demons or whatever, and he was speaking in a French accent. And I was like, "Hey, aren't you British?" And he was like, "Um?" Before which he went off on a whole rant about why he was obviously Frnch, and didn't I pay any attention at all? But then Snape's first cat from my Snape!fic was there, except he was turned into a t-shirt... And someone was wearing him? But it was still Snape's cat... But then last night I had a Buffy-like dream too, but I don't remember much about that. Oddly, I hadn't watched the show for a while before any of that...

So. The Christmas party. I won't even go into the history of the annual Christmas party that my dad's side of the family has. But, in essence, I'm usually pretty dependent on the presence of my Aunt Cheryl, who writes self-help books and has been on Good Morning America and Oprah, and God knows what else. So she did indeed come, and she brough another lovely author-friend from California, who has done basically the same. Dude. They. Saved. My life. I would have died in the hor d'oeurves if they hadn't been there.

So Cheryl and Debbie (Debbie Ford, the author friend) were talking to me and they decided that I should write a book about what parents should and shouldn't do during a divorce, basically because my parents went through a bloodbath. 'Cause you know that nine year old boy who wrote a book about women? People dig young authors, apparently, so yeah. Thanks for giving me this two weeks after NaNoWriMo. I dunno what I'll do with it now. (Oh, and also? Debbie has a son one year younger than me, and he loves ComicCon too. =DDDDDD)

What else, what else... OH FRUITS BASKET~

*sigh* Ok, so what else? I did some lovely drawings this weekend, and I might post one or two once I ink them. They're all Snape!fic, of course, all with Meloric, simply because I was in that cute-yet-melancholic-Furuba-induced-mood. She's very much like that, now that I think about it, sort of like my postwar!Snape. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, I guess. (Which makes sense, because she really does love her daddy very much.) *D'awwwwww~* <3333333333333333333333333

Oh, here we go: a wet fish slap back to reality. Turns out my cold hands and poor circulation mean I have Reynaud's disease. I'd assumelyricalecho has it too, judging how she turns purple and stuff. But anyway, we won't die or anything. Oddly enough, I did some research and do you know what sometimes causes Reynaud's? (Or is the effect of, if I read it wrong, which would be bad.) But anyway, do you know what I'm talking about? Lupus. Lupus. Dr. House is now coming to impale my head on his cane.

I'm typing fast; I have Nano and an english paper and a test and some other things so- yeah.

It was D's real birthday, so we made him cake. It was a new type of cake, however, one that apparently had some sort of tunnel of fudge. Now, we made this bundt cake, and there WAS NO TUNNEL OF FUDGE. This cake was a lie. It was. I almost had a stroke, but indeed it was a lying cake and the cake was indeed a lie.

 ceiling_smiley has very good opinions. About Twilight, about Alan Rickman, about Harry Potter... Generally. (COL. BRANDON ILU)

Ok, here's my Twilight thing. (Possibly my Rant of the Day.) I read the books and I liked them. I didn't love them, but they weren't bad. It was just a regular vampire romance novel, and I'm not all too fond of the genre anyway. But it was still okay, and I counted it under my fandoms. BUT THEN. I started hearing the cry of the fangirls. They got louder, and louder, and more annoying and arrogant than any normal fan would. Why? Because it's all about Edward. Just like High School Musical is popular because girls like to drool over Zac Effron (who was totally in Firefly, BTW!) or because Harry Potter is popular because girls like to drool over Snape- AHAHAHEM WHO SAID THAT? that is why it's so huge. I think. It might have just been the publicity. And you know how they're saying it's the next Harry Potter? IT'S NOT. As lyricalecho said, Twilight's writing is not fantastic, and neither is its plot particularly original. Harry Potter's writing is not all that amazing either, but the characters, and the places and animals and plotline and that entire universe is just that- an entire universe. Harry Potter > Twilight. I'm sorry.

Oh, also? I summed up Twilight for a friend in art who hasn't read it. It went something like, *in a low, yet oddly feminine pitched voice,* "Oh, Bella! I want to suck your blood and kill you horribly, but I love you!" *in a high, squeaky voice* "Oh, Edward! I love you so much, and I really don't care that you're a vampire and could kill me even by accident! Please, Edward! Make me into a vampire like you!" "No, Bella! I could never do that to you! To curse you with my fate is too horrible!" "Oh, Edward, please, bite me, please! I want to be with you foreeeeeeeverrrrrr! <33333333"

Also? What's this I hear about vampire babies? I mean, like, I wouldn't want to spoil Clean Mondays with this, but... Like, you know, wouldn't the guy need actual blood in his body to, you know- ANYWAY. SEE, THIS IS HOW NONSENSICAL TWILIGHT IS. THE VAMPIRES? THEY SPARKLE. FRICKING SPARKLE.

In other news? Tyler likes Benny Goodman. My life is now complete. <3333333333333333333333333 SPEAKING OF WHICH:

I was writing my english paper, and I went over it again only to find how... Well, how shoebox-y it sounded. "And so there I was, raking, with my nose in a terrible upset on account of being half-frozen off. My ears, though they were clamped tightly beneath my hat, were rather irritable as well. My fingers? Don’t get me started. The more I thought about it, the more I was sure that my neighbors’ appendages were in a far better state of well-being than my own." So yeah, that. I hope they get the account up and working again; the whole hacking thing was really the epitome of suckage. *Russians. I told'ja, we gotta go over there and be all, 'Shoo! Git off our eenerneyts now, we got some shoebox to read don'cha know!"

Today in Bio, we were talking about fossil fuels and the cabon cycle and that stuff. My teacher was talking about how decaying animals got buried in bogs and stuff, though the exact phrasing was, "and they sank into the swamp." I laughed hysterically, and no one else got it. But it was so worth it.

Um... I should get back to My Life's Work, as Echo calls it. My Life's Work = Snape!fic. It does seem like that, though. Trust me, I started *and I know* on August 27, 2007. I don't know how I ever survived without Snape.

Which, by the way? I was reading through the earlier Harry Potters just to get some characterization stuff for Sev and all of that? And he was cruel. I mean, really awful and abusive. And I was like, "wow, I had forgotten how horrific he was." But then it mentioned something about him sneezing, and I dove right back into, "D'AWWWW! SEV, ARE YOU GETTING SICK? LEMME GET YOU SOME TEAAAAAAAAA!!!"

But in my story, I killed Snape's cat. D= I know, I know... But I'm nicer to my fic!peeps than Echo is. =p

G2G WRITE NOW GUYZ~
 

So... If anyone has not had the ability to gaze on the awesomeness that is the Great Snape Debate (Part II) in the comments for the previous post... I suggest you suck it up and do so anyway. IT'S INCREDIBLE.

Here's an interesting thing: I'm actually thinking about NaNo. I mean, I have this Snape!fic that I haven't touched in a while, but it's always on the brain and I just want to do something with it. Cripes, I started it over a year ago, doesn't it deserve to be finished? It's also one bigass fic with all of these funky little tropes (which I will one day identify) and stuff like that. (And yes, it would certainly take at least 50, 000 words to complete.)

But anyway, the Debate (which I will call it from now on) sort of made me rethink the direction a little. I admit, it was rather Jo-like, all for happy endings and all because I enjoy that... And now something in me's sort of turned all Joss-y, and it wants to go in a more bittersweet direction. (BTW, it is- I'm sorry- a Snape/OC fic.) That being said, now I'm not sure that Snape is capable of participating in a healthy relationship. And also, now that I think about it more, my OC has evolved into someone who isn't exactly a good example for him (in some ways she's as screwed up as he is.) So I guess... I dunno. Before, I had always planned that, you know, she's healing a broken heart and all of that crap, and now it kind of seems like she's condemning him to life in this ignorant little world, where they can be all blissfully unaware and clingy and dysfunctional together. In fact, this thought process even went to the point where I was thinking that, yeah they end up together, but I have two of my other OCs discussing how utterly pathetic they are, and how Snape was probably better off dead... I mean, it makes for a better story, but it kind of wrecks the reason of why I wrote it, but don't things like that change, and that doesn't mean I like it, but I do want it to be substantial rather than fluff!fic, but do I want to end something I've spent countless hours on like that, or...

lyricalecho Look at what you've done to me. You've ruined my childish idealism. MY HAPPY!SNAPE FANTASY IS RUINED. (But that's ok, because I had fun getting there, and ILU anyway. <3)

In other Snape-y news, I was snoozing in Bio (I know, I know, but my teacher is so boring. My mom, after Parents Night, even extended her sympathies, saying, "Oh my God, she's such a drone.") ANYWAY. I was snoozing in Bio and we had been doing this lab about counting populations of snakes and all of this stuff, and since she sort of mumbles alot, I could have sworn she said "Take out your Snape Lab." And I was like, "Huhwhutwhere?" And then she said it again, and I was paying attention, and it still sounded like she was saying "Snape."

Aspeaing of Bio: that day, the entirety of my notes looked like this: (And technically speaking, those were the actual notes.)





Also, in Psych, there was some joke about "Mmmm, yummy mammoths." And I can't remember it for the life of me.