Hunger Games

I finally saw the Hunger games last week! I know it's old news but I thought I would write about it anyway :D I loved the film, visually it was perfect, it was (mostly) exactly how I imagined it should look (The Arena and District 12 in particular) Katniss and Peeta were brilliant, so were all the other tributes (Cato and Rue <3) Effie, Haymitch, Cinna, Ceasar were all perfect, so I only had two real problems with it;
1.Cato is waaaayyyyy too hot to be taken seriously as a bad guy. I couldnt help wanting to be peeta when he was looking at him like he was a "meal"... Its just distracting, reign it in Ludwig.
2. What the fuck is that camo shit that peeta pulls out of the bag? And how the hell does icing a cake help him learn it? I know it was in the book, but it seemed way less bizarre, the leap from sprinkling hundreds and thousands on a few fairy cakes to completely transforming into a fricking log by painting your self with mud does not translate well on-screen.At all.
As you can tell, I'm clutching at straws here, because the film was surpisingly good and I really enjoyed it. Although some might complain that it wasn't that close to the book, I feel it's kind of hard (or rare at least) to make a film really close to the orginal book, but that doesn't have to mean the film is a travesty or even mediocre (Harry Potter anyone?), so calm it devout Hunger Gamers, it was good! Better than sex. Aparently. (I was bullied into writing that.)
One good thing about seeing it so late was that we were the only people in the cinema, there was literally six of us, which meant that we could sit and banter about like you normally do with your mates whilst watching a film, ( I know this will get me a lot of hate on the Film Nazi Watchers Committe...) if you find it hard to sit still and shut up during a film, go when its been out for a couple of months/weeks and off peak, its a load better than sitting in forced silence if you really can't shut your mouth for 2 and a half hours...Lord knows I can't, I need to siphon off my wit onto my grateful compadres at regular intervals or I start dying inside.
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Peer pressure and back flab! D:

I'm only doing this because my best friend (Charlieteecee aka Nemo) started doing it. But seeing as I already have no life...
Last night my parents took me to see Rusell Howards Good News get recorded for a birthday prezzie, it was brilliant and I laughed myself silly but unfortunately it went on for 4. and. a. half. hours. I could have dealt with this, where it not for the fact that the gentleman in front of me had eaten all the pies in the southern hemisphere and his back fat was spilling over the back of his chair and engulfing my legs everytime he lent backwards and let out a belly laugh.Which was fairly regularly. He was genuinely resting his back breasts on my knees. He was also bald and greasy and kept nearly rubbing his oily-ass head in my face. Normally I would be more charitable but he was also whispering racist comments about the (briliant) norwegian comic who was on stage at the time, so I kicked the prick in the back until he lent the fuck forward.
I'm not normally this bitchy I promise!
That's a lie.
Before I start this blogging adventure there is something you need to know about me... I.. I have never seen The Lion King... I know. I know. I'm sorry! Sometimes I use it as an excuse for any bad behaviour, because clearly, my childhood was deprived.
I'm too scared to watch it now because what if it doesn't live up to my expectations? What if I hate it? Will I be ostracised from society? What if it emotionally scars me? I cry everytime I see a mummy deer and a baby deer for crying out loud (Thank you Bambi!) what will happen if I see a widdle Lion family?? I JUST CAN'T DO IT.
Anyway, yeah, blogging. I'm a normal little blogger. Not emotionally unstable.Nope.Nooooppee.
On the plus side if you stay tuned to my blog there is a good chance I might have an breakdown on screen, that could be fun?