Holy poo that movie sucks. I don't have ANYTHING positive to say about that movie. It was like 90210 + True Blood messed with a all-time-worst dialogue, stupid "romantic" jumping up and down trees, some vampire baseball.. Shit, shit, shit. I'm glad I didn't have to pay for it. Don't waste your money on it.
I have also forgotten to mention my third favorite show, Mentalist. I don't know why I like it. It's not really good and that guy should be quite the mentalist to actually be able to pull stunts like that. I like Robin Tunney and there's something in her face that makes me just want to stare. I've seen The Craft for at least, like, twenty times. For some creepy reason, I love her chicken legs in it.
Simon Baker, who is the mentalist, Patric Jane (I always thought it was Jayne) has the most evil grin on his face sometimes. Great, wicked smile. Awesome! After CSI went to all-poo halfway through the eight season, this is my replacement. Simon Baker, who you'd might know from The Guardian and Land of the Dead. Of course I recognice him from Ring Two and The Devil Wears Prada (but I'd never confess to watching them)..
There's this X-Filish sparkles-theme between Jane and Lisbon that always works for me. Basically, any show having that kind of a relationship between the main characters, I'm sold.
When people were made, there were some pieces left - enough to make one more person. That's me. I'm leftovers.
Thursday
Doctors From Hell
Over-golded, trendy clothes, big belly.. This was my doctor today.
He suggested that my high blood pressure that came out of nowhere two days ago is because I might be bi-polar, suffering from migraine or panic disorder. He also said I might be a bit depressed or anxious. He also added that having a history of childhood abuse might effect my mind (no shit, Sherlock). Not to forget he thinks I'm anemic. Oh and let's not forget that he sent me home with blood pressure 30 units higher than it should be.
Nothing's changed, I'm just a bit poorer and yes, my head's still humming, my heart's beating too fast and NOW I'm pissed off too. I though I've had some poor doctors, but this one... The next time I'll go see a doctor is in a body bag. I've had it. No one calls me crazy until I start seeing pink elephants climbing trees.
And apprently I'm wrong about thinking what depression meds did to my sister has something to do with how they'll effect me. After all, we only share most of our genes. But no.
He just wanted to know do I like my life. I had to think a sec. I have J, a few well chosen friends, a nice place to live in, my most important people are alive and the only thing in my life I don't like is school. I, amazingly, like myself. I'm surprisingly happy being fat.
I basically told the doctor to go fuck himself. Well, no, I was polite as always. But I DID ask him why was he being so arrogant. "I'm not being arrogant, you're just being touchy." After a night of takykardia, humming in my ears and worry about my health in all, I'd like to have something else said instead of stating that I'm a mental case.
I'm not. The only thing I don't have the energy to do is school stuff. I can go out (even though my back aches), go shopping, sit on the computer, watch movies, talk with people, play Wii with people, cook, smile, laugh, cry... I am not crazy or even mentally unstable (isn't what all the really crazy people say), I just don't like school, had a tumor-like thingy in my belly (that's still hurting) and a muscle that hasn't healed properly.
It's all in me head, as Mr. Tweedy has to remind himself every now and then (in Chicken Run).
I forgot, there's one annoying, arrogant doctor I like and that's House, MD.
Tune of the moment:
Disturbed - Down With The Sickness
He suggested that my high blood pressure that came out of nowhere two days ago is because I might be bi-polar, suffering from migraine or panic disorder. He also said I might be a bit depressed or anxious. He also added that having a history of childhood abuse might effect my mind (no shit, Sherlock). Not to forget he thinks I'm anemic. Oh and let's not forget that he sent me home with blood pressure 30 units higher than it should be.
Nothing's changed, I'm just a bit poorer and yes, my head's still humming, my heart's beating too fast and NOW I'm pissed off too. I though I've had some poor doctors, but this one... The next time I'll go see a doctor is in a body bag. I've had it. No one calls me crazy until I start seeing pink elephants climbing trees.
And apprently I'm wrong about thinking what depression meds did to my sister has something to do with how they'll effect me. After all, we only share most of our genes. But no.
He just wanted to know do I like my life. I had to think a sec. I have J, a few well chosen friends, a nice place to live in, my most important people are alive and the only thing in my life I don't like is school. I, amazingly, like myself. I'm surprisingly happy being fat.
I basically told the doctor to go fuck himself. Well, no, I was polite as always. But I DID ask him why was he being so arrogant. "I'm not being arrogant, you're just being touchy." After a night of takykardia, humming in my ears and worry about my health in all, I'd like to have something else said instead of stating that I'm a mental case.
I'm not. The only thing I don't have the energy to do is school stuff. I can go out (even though my back aches), go shopping, sit on the computer, watch movies, talk with people, play Wii with people, cook, smile, laugh, cry... I am not crazy or even mentally unstable (isn't what all the really crazy people say), I just don't like school, had a tumor-like thingy in my belly (that's still hurting) and a muscle that hasn't healed properly.
It's all in me head, as Mr. Tweedy has to remind himself every now and then (in Chicken Run).
I forgot, there's one annoying, arrogant doctor I like and that's House, MD.
Tune of the moment:
Disturbed - Down With The Sickness
Wednesday
My Carbon Footprint
My carbon footprint is 5,08 tonnes (Kg) of CO2 according to the test I made. According to carbonfootprint.com, it is 2.92 tonnes of CO2. I don't know about the units in the second test, so I can't really tell did I just give the wrong answers. The average footprint in my country is 12 tonnes according to that last test.
How big is your footprint?
Change of subject: I have had my new Nokia N95 8Gb for quite some time now. I can't say nothing negative about it, I've liked every bit of it, except the crappy Spiderman 3 movie that came with it. Well, if I really have to complain about everything, it's still a bit slow, killing hung software is difficult, the camera isn't properly covererd and after a while the keys start making noise, but everything else is cool. The price? Way too much, but everything costs nowadays.
How big is your footprint?
Change of subject: I have had my new Nokia N95 8Gb for quite some time now. I can't say nothing negative about it, I've liked every bit of it, except the crappy Spiderman 3 movie that came with it. Well, if I really have to complain about everything, it's still a bit slow, killing hung software is difficult, the camera isn't properly covererd and after a while the keys start making noise, but everything else is cool. The price? Way too much, but everything costs nowadays.
Monday
Today In Russia...
I heard Putin is going to do his famous questionnaire on Russian TV. Unfortunately people just can't phone and ask. I would ask him what will happen to Medvedev (or whatever the puppet is called) if he starts thinking with his own brain and speaking with his own mouth. Do the russians actually believe that Medwhatever is the president? 'Cause in my humble opinion, he's not.
I bet they will assassinate the president and the "people" will ask Putin to step into his shoes.
The last bit of the snow is gone after two days or rain. I hate our weather.
I bet they will assassinate the president and the "people" will ask Putin to step into his shoes.
The last bit of the snow is gone after two days or rain. I hate our weather.
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