My first impression of New Moon, second book of Twilight....

Ok, I still have a few pages to go, but it's causing me physical pain to read it so I'm gonna post this first. Anything to stall the agony. Just remember, summary first, review later on.

"My vamp bf, who's more emotional than a romantic emo goth girl on crack, dumped me, because he finally realized that I'm only human. He hightailed out of town faster than you could say blood. Boo-hoo.

The next half year I spent like a moping emo, working on my dramaqueen-ness and inventing phrases like "hole in my chest" and "fall to pieces" because gosh, they sound totally original and sooooo gloomy!

But then I realized that whenever I do dangerous stuff, I start hearing voices in my head that sound like my totally gorgeous ex, who is as I said, totally gorgeous and looks like an angel and all, have I mentioned it, so I decided to do lots of dangerous stuff because I suddenly got utterly suicidal too. Because I should never ever get over my vamp ex, who left me like yesterday's garbage and doesn't care shit for me. No, I've decided to keel over in pain and mope for him, a guy I only dated for a few months, for life, because I'm duh, totally old now and I know this is the wisest decision I would ever make.

So, while I'm doing dangerous stuff to hear the voices in my head I make use of this totally georgeous guy who is all but offering himself belly-up to me and I hink I'm in love with him, but I'm still totally moping for my ex, duh.

I love this other guy, but he is not my vamp ex and I spend huuuuge amounts of time moping because of this fact because that's so cool and mature, and I'm the best drama queen ever and soooooo undecided, tee-hee!

So I am getting close to this guy but I also wanna hear the voices in my head that sound like my vamp ex and I love this guy but I don't and I love him but he's not my ex but I love him and awww, I'm so very confused and totally dramatic and soooo dramatic!!!

Oh and look, my ex decided to kill himself so I have to run after him to save him from making a spectacle out of himself and get killed like Romeo, oh, soooo romantic, gush gush!"

Ok, what can I say? Ye gods!!
This book, if it's at all possible is more idiotic and ditzy than the one before it. I seriously wonder about how old the writer was... or how brain-damaged. Yikes!!

Our protagonist (I wouldn't call her a heroine, because she is not a, but rather on the stuff instead) gets dumped. She sounds like she is so original and unpredictable and still almost everybody is lusting after her, although she is nothing special. It drives me nuts, because it reminds me of the worst Harry Potter fanfiction ever, the one starring some goth emo girl called Ebnoby or whatever. (Meant to be Ebony something something Darkness Raven. Don't ask, it's hideous.)

For one thing, this girl is overly klutzy. I mean it's impossible to carry it out in real life. Anybody that clutzy has brain damage or some kind of nervous-system issue. I'm not joking.

I felt physical agony while reading all the romantic clichés and gushy mushy crap. And then they dragged Romeo and Juliet in and I felt like retching and murdering the writer for defiling a perfectly good play for this crap of a book of hers.

So, impossibly hot vamp breaks up with girl and leaves her alone, and girls is still just as much hung up on guy after more than half a year. Impossible again. Humans don't work that way. Ever. But she is such a perfect little drama queen that she can pull it off. Yay.

She decides to hang out with the hot indian guy from the reserve, and agonizes over loving him and being unable to live without him for more than half of the book, then drops him and everybody else when her ex decides to kill himself, clichéd romantic style.

Precog vamp girl makes another appearance. I liked her initially, more so when she actually looked like she might be more than a cardboard cut-out of a clichéd best friend slash sidekick slash motherly figure and what else. She is the person who loves unconditionally, always says the right thing, like in any fairytale story... like a fairy godmother with better teeth.

So, werewolf puppy-love got totally ignored, like we weren't following that plotline for the better half of the book, to go save clichéd Romeo. Real interesting.

There come dark vamp lords masquerading as Dumbledore, evil guards, gothic.... I mean vampiric lolitas and much, much more. Yikes.

So. The writing style sill sucks crocodile balls, there are hardly any to no descriptions about anything, save for pretty pretty Edward, the vamps and foliage. There are chunks missing from the story, overlooked and ignored, skipped in favor of clichéd romance-novel lines and descriptions of Edward's now obvious prettiness.

Over all: disappointing. Through the last quarter of the story I have been banging my head against the wall repeatedly, skimming over the story, the clichéd, cheesy plot and lines hurting my brain.

And it's still not completely over!!! Yuck!!!!

(Btw, I'd have taken the puppy. He sounded totally normal and obviously more worth it.)

My first impression of Twilight, Book 1

"I've moved from the sunniest city ever to a small town that's every goth and emo teenage girl's dream, but I totally hate it because duh, I'm soooooooooooo not like any normal teenage girl. I'm totally different!

I'm a totally ugly and clumsy and not at all special girl, a real loner, you see, but every guy in my new school is lining up to date me because they sense my specialness that I totally deny because I'm oh so shy and a loner and totally awkward, obviously!

And I'm a loner and I'm awkward with people, but people stick to me and love me, but I suffer so from all this attraction! Because I'm a total loner.

There is this totally hot guy in school, mysterious, hotness incarnate, perfect and all, and he is totally out of my league, but he is lusting after me for I'm irressistible to him for some strange, unexplainable reason.

Oh and this guy is a vampire, old and intelligent and hot and a vampire, have I mentioned that, and the most gorgeous man on earth, so every woman who sees him drools and loses her brains, but he is only wants me and ignores even the prettiest girl like she doesn't even exists because he only sees me! Because he thinks I'm the only one, the most perfect person for him, obviously!

His family also loves me, because I'm oh so delicate and cute and charming and need all the protection they can offer.

I dunno why, really, but everybody loves me and wants me and I'm utterly, devastatingly clumsy, and I have no idea why people think I'm like a damsel in distress, because I'm not, really, I'm not but I'm sure they all think (as they should) that I am.

And look, this vamp is totally in to me and I'm so ditzy I totally forgot about prom and I forbade him to take me to prom, but then he dresses me up, has his sister to do my hair, lend me a dress, and my vamp date gives me a flower on my wrist and I still don't have a clue. Because I'm totally clumsy and a loner, obviously. My vamp bf also has to break another boy's heart who wanted to take me to prom, that my vamp bf did and I'm still totally angry he did, grrr, but yay, I am going anyway because.... uh... just because it goes well with the story."

It felt like a teenage girl's fanfiction, totally ditzy and all but whatever. I did read it, and will read the next book because I have not much else to do. I'm just a bit annoyed with the ditzy plot and story, that's all.

I'm still alive (yet)

I’ve spent today quite nicely. I laid out in the sun int he morning, then we went to have lunch in the city centre, which was actually edible, contrary to the ugly cafeteria look and contrary to the smells coming from the food stuff. There are a few food types I can’t eat due to my allergies, and some just simply turn my stomach. But I managed to avoid them and had a pretty good lunch.

Then we went shopping and I bought some thinner, brown sailing rope for a bracelet. Since I don’t dare to wear my silver stuff into the water, and neither shall I wear my beaded jewelry made of expensive Japanese beads, I had to have something on my wrists or I would go mad. Looks nice by the way.

Also bought lip balm with shea butter. My lips go drier when I try to suntan, so… it was a bare necessity.

She also bought me the prettiest nail polish ever, a deep metallic teal colour with greenish hues (think peacock feather) which she believes is the colour of nail polish Liza Minnelli wore during the first part of Cabaret. I think it looks pretty awesome and have already painted my toenails. Yay. (I hardly ever paint my nails on my hand because it won’t stay pretty for long enough to admire.) Also, I got a pretty hairclip slash hairpin. Black body with a flowery adornment on it. I think the flowers are lotus flowers... or papyrus flowers. Will need piccies to be sure. But hey, it's pretty and my hair can finally be put up... barely.

We also bought fishing line. The guy in that small shop was very cute and very nice… Overly helpful too. He was probably bored. I think I might go back to flirt with him wether I need more fishing line or not. :)

All in all, I’m doing pretty much ok, although my mom should never again be trusted to do my back with sunscreen, because she left out a thick line across my back and it hurts like hell. She also left out a geometric symbol that looks pretty much like a windmill on my right leg. Ouch again.

T is for Trent

Yup, NIN was in town.

What can I say? He was awesome. I think I still wouldn't kick him out of my bed. Ehehe.

Oh and I managed to make a few pics with my phone. Nothing big... But hey, it's Trent! ^^

Harry Potter and The Movie That Shouldn't Have Happened, Ever

Yes, this is a rant about the newest Harry Potter movie, the Half-Blood Prince. Nicknamed The Movie That Shouldn't Have Happened, Ever.

As you also may have concluded, I found the movie... less than satisfactory.
It was shiny and content-free. Cause and effect correlations were ignored and things kept jumping up and then got left there and forgotten. I felt like I was watching a movie made by someone who had the attention span of a 3 year old.

Seriously though, I'm not sure who they made the movie for. Those who didn't read the book probably felt very confused and couldn't follow the movie's plot, since important bits were omitted. Those who read the book are probably as shocked by the liberties taken as I was and hated the movie just as much.

It had almost nothing to do with the book. It had, on the other hand, lots to do with Terminator 2, Lord of the Rings, Superman, Moses and the gods know what else they have incorporated into the movie. And contrary to general belief, fans DO expect the movies made from the books to FOLLOW THE FRIKKIN PLOT written in the books!!! I'm NOT interested in anybody's take of the book's plot. I want the original.

What's so fucking hard in following the original plot, huh?! Are these people mentally defective or something?!

• This movie starts with Harry Potter picking up some random girl in a diner, and he seemed way too much at ease for it to be the first time. Actually, it was implied strongly that he did it often. Since when was our painfully shy little 16 year old Harry Potter a sassy player and a flirt?
  
  
• The book centered around Dumbledore training Harry and Harry trying to find out who the Prince was. There was almost no mention of the Prince and the possibility of the book being sentient and evil. However, in the book version, it was one of the major themes. I missed it immensely.
  
  
• The Weasley house was burned down. WTF?!?!
  
  
• Harry almost killed Draco, but there were NO repercussions. LIKE HELL!
  
  
• There was NO Scrimgeour!!! Completely omitted. Instead of his visit, they had Death Eaters over for dinner who blew up the Weasley residence.
  
  
• Snape never suspected Harry had his book in the first place. He never KNEW Harry had even HEARD of the Half-Blood Prince. Question is: WHY would Snape reveal that he was the Half-Blood Prince?! (Also, it was never mentioned why he called himself that. Non-readers must be so very confused.)
  
  
• Snape creeped up on Harry in the end and didn't even stun him. Harry just cheerfully let Snape go to kill Dumbledore and then let him run off while he just stood there idly. He did run after them after a while tho.
  
  
• There was no epic fight in Hogwarts between Death Eaters and students and order people like in the book. Fenrir never mangled Bill's face and Fleur never made an appearance at all. A major plotline omitted. Instead, we get... Oh right, what do we get? Nothing!! The Deatheaters crash Hogwarts and they do NOTHING!! (Ok, they kill Dumbledore, but they never even kill the aurors who weren't supposed to be there in the first place!!) They never go on a rampage inside Hogwarts. They leave in an orderly manner and simply take a stroll down the hill and enjoy the balmy evening at the countryside!!!
  
  
• Snape waited patiently while Harry caught up with him and then stunned him a few times and that was it. No "No unforgivables from you, Potter!" ever shown.
  
  
• The major kissing scene between Harry and Ginny was left out, actually, she never won the match as the catcher. Ok, there was a kissing scene when she hid the Prince's book for good in the room of requirements, a scene that never happened in the book, for good reason. Agan, WTF?!
  
  
• Remus and Tonks are an item. It just happened without all that drama being ever shown. I mean last time I checked they weren't together. Now Tonks calls Remus Sweetheart. Well, ok, this one was also an interesting plot line, but this one I would have let go, were the others still in there.

And now a few funny things I thought and saw while sitting through the movie:

• The movie was slightly homoerotic. I mean when I heard "Wands yout, Harry!", my mouth twitched. But when my friend poked me and mouthed it back and broke out in hysterics... I knew it wasn't just me. And it wasn't just that. I mean Dumbledore grabbing Harry at ever turn and asking him to take his arm? Hmmm.... Well, I'd rather it be Snape/Harry, but whatever. :)
  
  
• "Gandalf fell into shadow. Was sad to see pointy hat go." Was all I could think of when Dumbledore died. From the hysterical laughter next to me, I'm pretty sure I wasn't alone.
  
  
• And also... When Dumbledore took Harry for a spin, I thougth about the pointy hat trick. Again and again.
  
  
• They stole Superman's hideout for the locket's hiding place.
  
  
• There were multiple Gollums (meant to be the inferi) crawling out of the water in Superman's hideout the cave where the locket was hidden. My friend going "My preciousssss!!!" didn't help either. :)
  
  
• Then Dumbledore played Moses with fire instead of water. Looked pretty, was utterly pointless and stupid. It also looked like a scene from Terminator 2 where the guy walks around in the fire.
  
  
• Whenever I saw Dumbledore in the Astronomy tower with the scenery all around it, it felt like Two Towers all over again.

So... I think this was it. *sigh* Too much money, and a book wasted.

Update on the bag, Part 1

So, yesterday and today I worked some on the bag. Mostly I unstitched the zipper, cut the excess material on top and sewn the zipper back on. Now it looks more like the bags I see on the street.

I've also sewn two pockets on it and some lace. It's not done, not by far. There are some parts that the sewing machine mucked up, but I'll hide it with some lace that I'll buy tomorrow. And yes, it's the sewing machine's fault in some way, because the poor thing wasn't built with thick materials in mind. But the machine got a grade A because it actually did a decent job, although wasn't as good as I hoped, but still. It wasn't that bad. Next time tho I'll remember to get a thicker outside material and a thin inside material just to be on the safe side.

But still, since the purple cloth has threads in the colour of a couple of rainbows, it's pretty hard to find the thread I sewn with. I used gray, blue, brown and purple... even light pink. That's what we had at home and they all blend in nicely.

So. I'll sew on some crocheted flowers, a ladybug button and some assorted adornments I saw on sale on Friday and will buy tomorrow. And yes, green goes well with purple.

Oh and yes, that black thing holding the lace bow in place is a black rose made of a satin ribbon.

Thor! Thor! aka Yahve's having a field day

So. It was hot. For days. Seriously hot. I mean at night it was about 30°C and not even a single breeze stirred.

And the next day... today... Storm hit. Not just a small storm, no. It was a Storm. I was out taking pictures of the incoming huge clouds that the strong winds swept in. I got a few faceful of leaves and flying debris and tried my best to pack stuff away.

Then thunder rolled and lightning struck and it was a whole new level of fun. The clouds were rather scary, and the wind was way too strong for me, which is really something. I mean it nearly blew me off of the balcony.

So I relocated inside just when rain finally reached our hill too. And hail. Big as cherries.

And the colours...! I mean everything turned green. And the next thing I know I couldn't see the neighboring buildings because of the heavy rain.

And when I could come out, it was over, but the aftermath wasn't that bad either.








(Oh and before you ask, YHVH used to be a thunder a fertility god of a single Jewish tribe before the became the one an only.)

I'm so darn creative these days

So. Today I got out the sewing machine and made myself a skirt. Sadly, I think it's too see-through so I'll have to get an in-built underskirt for it, which means more sewing. So it's not entirely done yet. But boy, it's pretty!

And the second project of today: my bag. I saw a bag in a similar style and fell in love with it, but not for that price. Actually, the material was very pretty with ornate patterns, like an old tapestry.

But the price was high, so I went to a cloth shop and bought myself a shockingly purple cloth and made myself a bag out of it. I also saw some pretty diy sew-on patterns in the hobby shop a few days ago so I'll let my creativity run wild with the bag. But until then, my bag looks like this. Oh and the zipper I had at home was a beige colour that actually matched the stripes in the material so I decided not to brave the 36°C for a purple zipper.

Isn't it pretty? :D It took me 2 hours, but I'm so proud!

Ma megnéztem a régi blogomat. Szegényke már régóta porosodik új bejegyzés nélkül, ami egy kicsit elszomorító. Gondolkoztam rajta, hogy majd lassanként áttelepítem a régebbi bejegyzéseimet, vagy legalábbis azokat, amikben nem rinyálok annyit. ^^

És persze most jutott eszembe, hogy igazából ezer éve nem blogoltam komolyan a saját nyelvemen. A nem angol postok nagy általánosságban azért íródtak magyarul, mert nem akartam, hogy valaki elolvassa őket. Ez gáz.

Úgyhogy most csakazértis magyrul, nyakhajlásig! :D

És elszállt az ihlet, mint szokott. Ó borzalom. Nade viccen kívül, nem is tudom, miről írjak. Tán arról, hogy tegnap tudtam meg, Johnny Depp játssza majd az Őrült Kalapost a jövő évi Alíz Csodaországban adaptációban? Már előre nyáladzok. Mondjuk nem ő lenne az, akit Kalaposnak képzelnék első körben... de sebaj, legalább jó pasi...

Írhatnék persze arról is, hogy de rég is volt már az előző blog, és milyen jó, hogy egy kissé... moderáltabbak a díszítéseim mind blogot, háttérképet és minden egyebet illetőleg. Már nem is gótulok annyira. Most egy kicsit büszke leszek magamra, jó?

És persze lediplomáztam. Hogy szalad az idő! Mindjárt vén banya leszek. Hajaj.
Már csak egy jó állás kéne, és akár felnőttnek is nevezhetném magam...

...most megyek és rituális öngyilkosságot követek el, ha senki se bánja.

...meh.

New skirt

What the title says. We've bought it for 30% of the original price. Great sale, awesome catch. Me very happy.

here is to moving and the all-new look

What can I say? I needed something new.

So I moved my blog to a more fitting (in my opinion) address and did a much-needed make-over.

It was getting old with the leaves and suchlikes, no?

Well anyway, this shall be my new blog address and we shall see how long this look will last.

If you have anything to comment on about the new look, feel free to.

...hmmph

Ilyenkor van az ember szarban, ha a blogja olvasóiról akar írni. Viszont öröm az ürömben, hogyha az az illető nem ért magyarul. ^^ Arról nem is beszélve, hogy a Babblefish még mindig nem fordít magyarról. Ehehehe.

Nah szal... Cliff itt volt. Meg a tesója és egy haver. Örültünk nekik Krisszel... Minden esetre a srác még mindig nem semmi. :)

Kezdődött az egész azzal, hogy másfél órát vártam a Keletin, mert valami felsővezeték szakadás volt és késtek. Hurá. Beszélgettem addig egy erdélyi leányzóval, aztán egy kínai anyával és lányával, akik csak angolul értettek és Prágába mentek, majd egy anyával és fiával, akik a pécsi nagyira vártak. A srác megrugdosott és megcsipkedett... és huzogatta a ruhámat. Szerencsére nem volt elég ereje, hogy eltépje. Nemtom mondtam-e, hogy imádom a közterületek nagyrészét...

Na mindegy. A srácok megérkeztek. Én közöltem Cliffel, hogy utálom. Erre mind dőltek a röhögéstől. Kiderült, hogy Cliff megjósolta, mi lesz az első mondatom, ha még várok rájuk az állomáson. Nyert. ^^

Van egy olyan érzésem, hogy ez a pasas ismer engem. :)

Mindegy, a lényeg még mindig az, hogy elvoltak, és ma már a levelet is megkaptam, hogy hazaértek és többé-kevésbbé jól vannak. Helyes.

Persze mikor Velencében voltak, akkor elgondolkoztam, hogy könyörgök neki, vegyen nekem egy pár ezüst fülit, olyat amit anno én vettem Velencében, és elvesztettem. :( Harlequin maszk volt rajtuk és stiftesek voltak. Nyüff. Szeretettem őket. Fene tudja, hová lettek. Egyes ékszereim szőrén szálán eltűntek. Na majd egyszer keresgélek még, hátha.

Lényeg a lényeg, nem szóltam. Helyette viszont kaptam ajándékba széééép, csavart, üveg végű mártogatós töltőtollat tintával meg itatóssal. Sok vacilálás után fekete-fehér színű üvegvégen döntött. Igen... ha egy kicsit öregebb és magasabb lenne...

Hát ilyen az én formám.

De azért imádnivalóak voltak. :D