And all at once I feel this. Oh, how it clings to me. It reels and calls me towards it, confounding destiny.

Hey peeps,

so yesterday I got to release my inner nerd and get my copy of Scott Pilgrim’s Precious Little Life signed by Bryan Lee O’Malley, the author. I went along with my partner in crime Succy, who took advantage of my fear of people and used it to make me squirm. On more than one occasion. In the end, I was happy with myself for saying hi to him and not quietly staring like the dweeb I most certainly am. A part of that happiness did come from getting the first frapino of the year. Delicious, despite my failed attempts to mix the chocolate with my straw and being called a noob by Succy. What a mean friend I have. Anyways, later that night, I went to the cinema and saw Fast Five. Holy crap, that movie was awesome. I’m not really an action movie kind of girl, but this has to be one of the best films I’ve seen. In my whole life. Not because it was life-changing, deep or had an important message. Because it was two hours and nine minutes of pure entertainment. Top notch. Oh, and everyone who’s going to see it, sit through the credits. Just do and you’ll experience some serious mindfuck.  Waiting anxiously for the sixth film now.

Tune of the day CXXXIV, because it’s a good song. Simple as that.

Black Swan.

It was frightening. It was disgusting. It was magnificent. Black Swan is probably the most intense film I’ve ever watched. I spent the entire 108 minutes on the edge of my seat, anticipating what was going to happen next with a mixture of horror and fascination. There wasn’t a single predictable moment, and even though my mind was constantly trying to work out what’s really happening, it didn’t become clear until after the movie was finished. After the last scene finished and the credits started rolling, I was just sitting there, staring at nothing. Shaken. I spent the entire evening thinking of it, and the more I thought about it, the more I discovered. A slow burn. It’s definitely the type of film that plays tricks with your mind.

Devastating. Beautiful. I loved it.


Speak is one of those books that pop up here and there. It’s about this girl, called Melinda Sordino. She’s a freshman in high-school, and an outcast. But it wasn’t always like that. Something happened that changed everything. Melinda becomes a recluse, and has no friends. The story is about Melinda’s journey to finding her voice.

Kind of a book you should have read if you’re into YA fiction. So, when I was in the library, borrowing some other books, I decided to take that one as well. I read it. And it was a bit of a disappointment. It definitely wasn’t a bad book, but I thought it was going to be so much more. I just wasn’t moved by it. And I haven’t been moved by a book in so long. I guess I had too high expectations.

But then I decided to see the movie. I figured, what the heck, might as well compare the two. I just saw it, and I have to say – I was moved. The story translated so much better on the screen. You could actually put yourself in Melinda’s shoes, and imagine how it would be. Kristen Stewart portrayed the character of Melinda Sordino beautifully, I believed it.  A great film. Seriously.