Last night I didn't need to decide what to do with myself as when I went up to my room to find something I found a text on my phone. So out I went.
And it was a good thing as it good rid of all that hate.
Apart from the ice, I'm not friends with that.
We all played Articulate. Anna and myself won, leaving Anna and Matt a bitter second, and Lizzy and Tom a far third. It was a very funny evening, it felt like the times we had a few years ago when you are sat in a friends room and spend the whole time laughing.
I got a lift part way home which was nice as it saved me a whole trek across of all of Buxton.
And then when I was home everyone was in bed, so I went up too. And I was back to where I was three hours ago, wondering what to do.
I wanted to read but I knew if I did I would then feel awfully isolated, I don't know why, I just had that feeling.
So I put the radio on and listened to a debate about cosmetic surgery until I finally fell asleep.
As I fell asleep with the radio on last night I woke up dead on eight o'clock by my man love. Gordon Ramsey was on.
How I love that man. So I spent a couple of hours in bed just lying there, listening and chuckling. I should fall asleep with the radio more often because I love waking up to it.
Until Fearne Cotton comes on, she never fails to get me out of bed. She is an awful person with that pointy face and phony personality.
I finally watched Cannibal Holocaust. It was the middle of the day and I was cold and bored, so up I went to my room, got in bed and put it on. It's very much a film that has to compete with it's own hype and I wish I had seen it without hearing all the stories about it.
Is it worthy of the title "Most Controversial Film Ever Made"?
Well, I haven't seen every film ever made but I don't know. I mean it's bad but it's not the worse I have seen. The majority of the gore is very 80's, being too bright and too light. However at the end, the gore there could compete with a film of today and possibly win.
There is also a lot of sex and rape of the highly revealing sort, a hairs breadth away from being pornography.
But with just these two factors I don't think the film would of been so widely banned, it would of still been shunned but not as much.
The thing that probably made it so controversial, and I can understand why, is that the film has six genuine killings of animals.
I can see why that is a reason to ban it in some ways.
But then you look in a supermarket and look at all the meat, that all came from killing animals. Some things people would rather accept than witness I guess.
The film itself is a very good social commentary I found, yet there were a few parts of cheesy dialogue that made me cringe. I'm sure we all knew that in that situation the White Man was the savage and not the "savages".
So it was not the worst film I have seen though I am not a fair observer, I'm that desensitised I wouldn't know a bad film if I saw one.
Today is what they call Blue Monday. The most depressing day of the year.
They even have a formula to work it out.
Because of this I should probably discuss something depressing.
I'm not feeling very blue though because I am still yet to learn about the joys of debt.
Death is depressing to most people. Unless of course Morrissey was to die, for me that would be better than Hallowe'en. And I fucking love Hallowe'en.
So yeah, Death.
I haven't been in his presence for some time, but I am ready for him.
I have my funeral playlist all ready, I recently added another song to it which is a pretty big deal as I have to be very discriminant otherwise I'd get carried away.
It's a real shame that I will be dead on my funeral because this playlist is so wonderful, and I want to see how it affects you all. Hopefully it will affect you in the way I want it too.
I'd also like to be at my own funeral to see everyone who meant something to me during my years because there will only be one other day in my life where I will be in a room full of all my family and friends, and that would be my wedding day.
Assuming of course I don't die before hand. And chances of that happening are probably quite high.
Sucks to be future Mrs. Roberts.
Happy Blue Monday!
Monday, 18 January 2010
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