<Photo 1> Det er idag vi har set frem til, idag får vi et glimt af hvordan ”This Is It”- koncerterne skulle have set ud! Vi er en broget flok, forskellige aldre og bagrunde. Nogle havde MJ inspireret tøj, MJ hatte, MJ T- shirts eller badges, andre havde valgt at komme udklædt som sig selv. Da vi er samlet bevæger vi os ind i Imperial. Høj Michael Jackson musik rammer vores ører, pressefotografernes flash blænder os og duften af popcorn sniger sig ind i vores næser. Nu er det snart nu, og spændingen er til at læse på vores ansigter! Jeg var 1 ud af den million, der fik billetter til 1 af de 50 koncerter, der skulle have været afholdt i ”The O2 arena” i London.
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Det ville have været anden gang jeg skulle have oplevet ham live. Jeg glædede mig virkelig til at se filmen, men jeg vidste ikke hvad jeg skulle forvente. Jeg ved at hvad jeg oplevede i ‘97 i Parken, på ingen måde kan overføres til en skærm, og da slet ikke optagelser af prøverne til showet. Optagelser som det ikke var meningen vi skulle se. De skulle være blevet i MJ’s egen private samling og ikke været udgivet.
Det virkede bizart at skulle vidne, og på en måde bedømme, et ”work in progress”, fremfor de perfektionistiske optrædener han altid har vist. Samtidig var der de rygter der cirkulerede om at han skulle være syg, svag, uoplagt, dopet vrag og direkte uengageret. Optagelserne er det eneste der kan vise os sandheden …
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Da vi bliver sluset ind i biografsalen klokken kvart over 6, får vinderen af Sony Pictures danse konkurrence en hård opgave. Lille Emil skal underholde en hel sal fyldt med Michael Jackson fans, der simpelthen ikke kunne holde ventetiden ud mere. 9-årige Emil klarede presset med stil, og efter en suveræn optræden får han et stående bifald!
Et såkaldt Live Feed bliver vist fra premieren i Los Angeles, hvor skaberen af filmen, Kenny Ortega, fortæller os, at Michael havde ventet med at lave en koncert, til han havde et budskab han syntes var vigtigt nok – budskabet viste sig senere at komme til udtryk især under ”Earth song”.
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Endelig! Endelig starter filmen! Og allerede indenfor 2 minutter er den følelsesmæssige rutsjetur begyndt, med en grådkvalt danser, der er så taknemlig for at være en af de dansere Michael personlig udvalgte ud fra heftige optagelsesprøver. Filmen skifter mellem øvelserne af hele sange og mere dokumentariske klip. Man taber skiftevis mælet, griner højlydt og græder igennem denne film! ”This Is It” er en musikalsk dokumentar fyldt med genialitet, perfektionisme, humor og seriøsitet! Michael er i fuld kontrol, selv med de mindste detaljer. Musikken styres efter hans perfektionistiske ører, dansen og scene-opsætningen efter hans perfektionistiske øjne. Men han styrer det på en meget bemærkelsesværdig måde – han er så fuld af respekt og ydmyghed og gentager flere gange “Its all for love” (det er kun af kærlighed) når han har retter på nogen.
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Samtidig har han en genial måde at fortælle præcis hvad han mangler: Han kan simpelthen sige lydene, rytmen og dermed vise den præcise rettelse han vil have, med kun sin stemme.
Michael har så meget overskud! Alt hvad der kommer fra ham, siges som om det er det mest indlysende i verden og viser hvor rystende genial han er! Dansen og koreografien sætter ny standard, hans danserne er virkelig i verdensklasse. Filmen viser en 50-årig, der er i exceptionel form, dansen falder ham så naturligt, han skifter mellem bare at lave trinene, lave trinene med fuld kraft og improvisere, bare fordi han ikke kan lade være.
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Sceneopsætningen er innovativ, man forsøger at trække scenen helt ud til publikum med vellavet 3D film.
Mest opsigtvækkende er ”Smooth Criminal” som er en sort/hvid-film med klassiske skuespillere som Rita Hayworth, Humphrey Bogart og Michael Jackson, og 3D-opdateringen af ”Thriller”, hvor spøgelser samtidig ville flyve igennem gangene.
Mest imponeret blev jeg af Michaels vokal, som kun synes at blive smukkere med alderen. Alle sangene synges live, og flere af dem lyder bedre end de indspillede versioner. Især a capella-versionen af ”Human Nature” og ”I just can’t stop loving you”, gav mig kuldegysninger! ”Earth Song” var den mest rørende! Vi skal gøre noget for at rede vores planet, og det skal være nu! Vi skal ikke sætte os tilbage og sige det er politikernes ansvar. DET ER VORES ANSVAR! Det var netop det budskab han ville sprede. Grunden til at han ville optræde igen! For at minde os om at ”THIS IS IT!” – Vores eneste chance!
<Photo 7>Filmen ender symbolsk med den sidste sang de nåede at gennemgå, nemlig ”Man In The Mirror”. En sang som i den grad kan beskrive Michael, hans mission og hvilken besked vi bør tage til eftertanke! I det hele taget er det befriende at hele filmen er så ærlig, ingen voice-over, som fortæller dig hvad du skal tænke og føle. Ingen udpenslende klip. Ingen hædrende interviews efter Michaels død.
Inden jeg så filmen havde jeg nok lidt frygtet, at den ville være en over-positiv fremvisning, måske med en uklædelig sørgelig afslutning med hans død/begravelse. Men heldigvis er det en sober dokumentarfilm, som virkelig ikke forsøger at manipulere, men lader os skabe vores egne meninger om det vi ser!
<Photo 8>Det mest opløftende og forfriskende for mig ved denne film, er den ydmyge, kærlige, professionelle, geniale og humoristiske Michael Jackson som vi får et indblik i! Noget kun meget få mennesker har været heldige nok til at opleve så tæt på! Han er på ingen måde bizar eller nogle andre lignende gloser. Han ligner mest en mand som kun blev bedre med alderen, og stadig havde massere at give.
Selvom filmen giver en euforisk følelse, så er der samtidig en anden lige så stærk følelse af sørgmodighed. Jeg føler mig snydt, jeg føler at verden er blevet snydt! Fældet på målstregen fra at se dette geni overgå sig selv med flere meter, og opleve det største og mest innovative show til dags dato! Men jeg føler mig også snydt på grund af dette unikke menneskes personlighed, er blevet så fejlfortolket igennem så mange år!
<Photo 9>Tænk at en film på 111 minutter så tydeligt kan undergrave så mange års falske reportager, ved blot at vise ham uden filter! Rigtig godt gået Kenny Ortega! Jeg vil råde enhver der elsker musik, til at tage ind og se denne film. Men gør dig selv en tjeneste: Efterlad enhver forudindtaget holdning ude i lobbyen, glem ethvert rygte og gå ind i biografsalen med et åbent sind og lad filmen tale for sig selv. Du vil ikke fortryde det!
Jeg er ikke i tvivl, “This is it” fortjener 6 ud af 6 stjerner! Én for Michael, én for ærligheden, én for musikken, én for dansen, én for opsætningen og én for budskabet om at det er op til os at redde vores planet – NU!
THIS IS IT!
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<Photo 1> It was early evening when Edward came in, but she didn't hear him as he sneaked up on her silently.
The first she became aware of his presence was when he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her towards him tightly.
"OH!" She exclaimed. As she turned to face him she was pleasantly surprised. She knew that look in his eye, knew what it meant. She'd seen it many times before.
This was their honeymoon after all. The beginning of their life together as husband and wife and they were like a couple of horny dogs, as all newlyweds were, young and free to pursue every sexual urge they had, away from curious eyes, here on the exquisite Isle Esme.
Her heart began pounding as his look intensified. Without warning his lips crushed against her mouth. There was no debating the urgency behind it. His lips travelled across her cheek, down her neck and down towards her breasts, naked beneath her t-shirt - but of course he knew that. She was always ready for him.
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<Photo 3> He pushed her onto the bed, gently and as she landed on the bouncy mattress, her t-shirt snuck up, revealing just one of her firm tits. He stared at the revelation of her naked breast but she pulled the t-shirt in place, hiding it from his vision, teasing him.
"If you want another look, you have to unwrap me yourself", she said, a playful look in her eyes - knowing she would not have to wait long. He was by her side in a flash, his hands moving at the speed of light, tearing her t-shirt to shreads, without touching her skin once.
But she felt the chilly movement of his body next to hers, which sent goozebumps down her spine and made her nipples rock hard.
"Very good", she said, still teasing.
<Photo 4> She stared into his amber eyes and he sent her a dazzling smile. "Are you gonna do something about these pesky pants?", she dared gesturing towards her jeans and in a blink of an eye, they were reduced to nothing more than torn fabric, he removed the pieces one by one with his finger, revealing her thighs.
"Anything else, I can do for you, my love?", he asked triumphantly, eyes blazing. "Oh, I can think of a few things", she smiled cheekily as he moved on top of her, kissing her with a passion, that could set the forest on fire. They drowned in silky sheets, ravishing each other.
The heat baking down on them, in this exotic place soaked her skin, while he stayed as icy as ever. She pushed herself closely up against him, taking advantage of the cool breeze emanating from his body.
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”I am so hot”, she moaned as his lips moved up and down her neck, making her blood rush to places, she had no control over. ”You have no idea”, he panted and then lifted his head to gaze into her eyes. ”No idea, what you do to me, Bella”, he repeated as his tongue traced down her collarbone. ”Which is tempting you the most, my blood or my body?”, she teased. He flashed her favorite smile, the one that reached his golden eyes. ”It's a tie”, he revealed in his velvet voice. ”Your scent is magnificent and I am a vampire, but I am also just a man.”
She caressed his face, letting her fingers stroke his perfect features, feeling the smoothness of his marble skin. ”So...does that mean I am waking up covered in feathers, once again, in the morning?”, she asked already knowing the answer, but wanting to hear him say it out loud. He had a tendency to bite the pillows, actually tear them apart was a better description for what he did, when the passion became too much to bare.
<Photo 6> He rolled over on his side, holding her. One hand on her breast, he buried his face in her hair, just behind her ear, closing his eyes and breathing in heavily. After a moment he resurfaced. ”Oh, we are definately gonna need new pillows tomorrow”, he said with a twinkle in his eyes. That made her smile. ”Esme is not gonna be happy about this, you know”, she said laughing. ”I still havent come up with an explanation for the bed we smashed”.
He took her face in his hands. ”Oh, the bed is gonna be the least of your problems, after she sees what we do to the kitchen”. Then he quickly scooped her up in his arms, skipping to the kitchen and two seconds later, she found herself streached almost completely naked across the kitchen table, only wearing panties, that were getting increasingly moist, in expectation of what to come.
<Photo 7>”This is new”, she chuckled as she looked at her gorgeous husband standing there at the end of the table, looking like a greek statue of beauty. He was raised above her, taking in the sight, with a devilish look in his eyes, that reminded her of the first day they met. He wanted her, but not that way, this was lust, not thirst. ”You like what you see?” she asked and spread her legs just slightly. The gold burned within his eyes.
”Take off your shirt”, she commanded and he did, revealing his perfect porcelain white chest, all the while staring deeply into her eyes. ”And now the pants”, she prompted. He did as he was told, removing his pants in one quick movement.
She wasnt surprised to find, that he didnt wear underwear or that his big cock was hard and ready for action. The sight of it, soaked her panties.
<Photo 8>He knew what to do then. Slowly he bend down removing her panties with his teeth, letting them drop to the floor. She moved further down the table, spreading her legs for him, until she was at the end, her pussy just inches from his cock, welcoming him in.
He moved closer so that the tip of his cock, was gently nudging her opening. That made her juices flow freely, dripping down her thighs and onto the table beneath her. He smiled, a pleased expression on his face. ”Dont tease me Edward, please”, she begged.
A mischievious look came into his eyes. ”Tell me you want it”, now it was his turn to be in command. ”I want it”, she begged again, her breathing getting faster and faster as he continued to nudge the spot.
<Photo 9>”How much to you want it?” Oh, how could he torture her this way. ”More than anything”, she purred and hoped they were done playing twenty questions.
As if he had read her mind, he suddenly grabbed her legs, placing them up in the air on each side of his shoulders and glided inside her with ease.
He began to slowly move in and out, the sensation of his cold hard cock moving inside her made her crazy horny. It was like fire and ice coming together to create an explosion of pleasure.
”Fuck me Edward!!!”, she screamed, no longer in control of herself, completely driven by need, by lust.
”Harder!!”, she demanded and he obeyed, fucking her in quick hard motions. She moaned as her legs began to shake and stared with intensity into his wild eyes, signaling for him to come closer.
He moved on top of her, shoving her legs to each side, as he leaned down to kiss her lips, while he kept on drilling her. He was very close now, moaning too and his scent made her head spin, but she didnt mind. She sniffed in deeply, making herself breathless as she sunk her nails into his back, gripping him tightly. His hands cupped both her breasts, playing with her nipples as he kept on kissing her, his icy tongue in a tango with hers.
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Her breathing suddenly became heavier and more urgent, her heart pounding a million miles an hour and he could hear every beat it made, as it was threatening to burst out of her chest. He knew what it meant. ”Come for me”, he moaned and she couldnt control it any longer.
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The orgasm shot through her, with a force so powerful, it made her eyes roll to the back of her head. ”Edward, oh Edward!!”, she moaned as another wave hit her, even more forceful than the first. Her whole universe were shaking like an earthquake.
She struggled to breathe as Edward started shaking violently and then released himself into her. She felt the cool sensation of his fluids inside her and it made her tingle with pleasure.
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”I love you”, he whispered before he rested his head on her chest, letting out a sigh of contentment. She let her fingers play with his hair as she bent down to kiss his forehead. ”I love you too.” They lay like that for a while until the drowsiness took her over and he carried her back to bed, spooning her.
”Bella”, he said. ”Mmm”, was all the answer she had left in her. He had completely drained her.
”We made it through one night, without murdering any pillows”, he chuckled. Again he made her smile. ”Esme will be pleased”, she replied and turned to him, kissing his cold lips, then resting her head on his bare chest, one arm over his stomach. ”Not as pleased as I am right now,” he said.
”I am so happy.” He stroked her back and started humming her lullaby gently in her ear. As she fell asleep his last words lingered: ”Sleep my love. I will be here when you wake up.”
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<Photo 1> I am sorry, but I just have to share this!
The dirty wives of the Official Twilight Fan Club here on Facebook, which counts Robward, Kelmett, BillChar and myself (Krisella), went a little PG13 and beyond tonight. I believe the correct term is "Bonkers".
On one of our discussion boards, we clearly took a completely innocent game of making up a story, taking turns, three words at a time and turned it into XXX rated Twilight porn.
LOL! We have such dirty minds!
This is not the whole story, but from the point it started getting out of hand. I so need a cold shower after this!
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Edward said: ”Bella, never be ashamed of having feelings toward Jacob. I know how you turned to him when I left you.... sorry. But you know it was for your own good. Well anyway, I'm back now and I won't ever leave again. This is my destiny, to be with you always.”
As we gazed at the stars, he gently whispered in my ear: ”Wanna make out?” "Duh! Of course!" Then I jumped him. When I came up for air, I noticted that he wasn't in control of his need, he wanted me, but not that way, his eyes burned with lust, not thirst.
My blood was singing to him, but so was my body. I was the one to push him away this time. The red fluid pulsing through my veins was going places beyond my control. I had to stop him before we gave in. This was meant for the wedding night, not now. This time I had to be the responsible one.
"What's the matter?" He asked disappointed. ”Dont you want me this way?” His smiled faded, he felt rejected. "Baby", I said, taking his face in my hands. "No one’s ever loved anyone as much as I love you." That made him flash another dazzling smile. "But Edward, we can't do this. Not right now and not here."
He looked down at me and looked into my eyes. My heart began to dance as he slowly came towards me, cupping my face in his hands. He pressed his lips against mine with a passion that I had never felt from him before. We both sank into the kiss until it felt like we were one being. He loved me and wanted me - my heart was about to explode with the happiness welling inside me. My dreams came true, after all. And I gave in.
He gently pushed me down on the green damp grass and I let him take off my shirt while I opened his blue jacket revealing his perfect porcelain white chest. We stared into each others eyes, then he asked: "Are you sure?" I smiled, kissing him and said: "I have never wanted anything as much as this." Then he took me in his chilling embrace and we did it.
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Yes, we did it.
It meaning the almost impossible act of pulling apart and pulling ourselves together.
"Don't tempt me Edward, please. It's hard enough already, to resist you, as it is. Behave." He smiled and said: "Sure, I can be a good boy Bella." But he had a mischievious look in his eyes, that I didn't trust one bit. He was absolutely planning something naughty.
I was growing impatient as I pulled him down towards me. "No, don't stop now! We are meant to be together and I can't think of a more perfect way to combine our souls." The emotion in his eyes spoke volumes. Nothing else seemed to matter in that moment. The universe only existed for us alone. No one or nothing else existed. We sank into each other and for the first time since I had seen his perfect face everything made sense. He belonged to me as I belonged to him, two hearts, one being.
But suddenly I thought that he heard or saw something that disturbed him, but ignored it sinking deeper and deeper into his cold embrace, his chilly hand on my naked breast gave me goozebumps but I didn't mind, I never wanted him to stop touching me this way.
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He looked deep into my eyes. "I love you. I need you. You are my life. Without you, I am nothing - half of a whole." As he whispered the words to me I looked at him, my heart pounding it's way through my chest. "Don't talk. Just kiss me. Touch me Edward. I want this moment to last forever."
His hands found my body with a new sense of urgency. Nothing could explain the pure sensation of pleasure that was coursing through me. My whole body hungered for him and whatever he gave me wasn't enough. I wanted more.
So I switched positions with him, moving up on top, my gaze never leaving his as we moved in perfect harmony. Our bodies became one and I felt hot despite being so close to him, it was fire and ice coming together to create an explosion of pleasure.
We were interrupted by Charlie walking in on us. His eyes bulged out of his head as he just stared in disbelief. I quicky covered myself up, turning red. Edward froze beside me, as he read Charlie's mind. "Oh Oh", was all he managed to get out before Charlie exploded: "GET AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER, NOW!"
How on Earth had he found our meadow? WTF? I was sooooo mad. How dared he interrupt us and invade our special place. I was going to have some serious words with my dad when I'd pulled myself together again. Right now though, I had to get him away. Immediately. 'DAD, please go home and we shall discuss this in a reasonable adult way this evening.'
Dad turned with rage, bewilderment, and unease, mumbled a reply and took off at lightening speed. 'Now, where were we?', I mumbeled to Edward, trailing kisses down his neck.
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Edward stared off in the direction Charlie had gone, then back at me, with a: 'What the hell just happened here' expression in his beautiful amber eyes. Then he shrugged and we got back to business. "Oh Bella", he moaned as we once again turned to each other and became one. There was no room for interruptions now. Every bone in my body ached for him inside me. He pulled me close to him and it was all I could do not to scream as sheer ecstasy took hold of me.
We lay there for what seemed like an eternity gazing into each others eyes. His lips traced along my naked curves until he found my mouth. He let his icy tongue play with mine as I breathed in his wonderful scent. It left me breathless as usual and only magnified the sensation as he moved down between my legs. He took his time, teasing me until I was going crazy and almost begging him, to take me. I gently nudged his head to the spot, showing him exactly what I wanted, taking charge of the situation. This turned him on even more and he dived in. My legs began shaking as I started panting heavily.
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His icy tounge was sending shivers through me but in the best way possible. My fingers twisted in his hair as I pushed his lips closer to the spot. My breathing suddenly developed a sense of urgency. He looked up at me and gave me his most dazzling smile and continued where he left off. The throbbing between my legs intensified until I couldn't control it any longer.
The orgasm came in long huge waves making me lightheaded. My whole body was shaking with a force so powerful I thought it would never stop and I didn't want it to. I closed my eyes and gasped for air, moaning his name: "Edward, oh Edward...". Then his hands pulled my legs apart with ease as he glided into me, pumping back and forth hard, fucking me.
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<Photo 1> Med hensyn til den her sag om en kamphund, der fik halsen skåret over, det er sgu da helt OK! Den hoppede ud af vinduet, satte tænderne i en lille terrier helt uprovokeret og de kunne ik skille dem ad.
At der så er en mand, der griber en køkkenkniv og dræber kamphunden, ved at skære halsen over på den, altså...hvad skulle han ellers have gjort? Ventet på at politiet kom og skød den? Til den tid ville terrieren være død, på denne måde reddede den lille hund livet. Og efter det angreb skulle kamphunden alligevel med stor sandsynlighed aflives, så den var allerede dødsdømt.
Hvis det havde været min lille hund, eller min elskede kat, der blev angrebet, så ville jeg da have ønsket, at nogen havde gjort det samme, handlet lynhurtigt og reddet mit dyr, så jeg synes det er helt latterligt, at politiet sigter "helten" i denne historie, for overtrædelse af våbenloven.
Og nej, jeg har intet imod bulldogs osv, selvom det er ikke en hund jeg selv ville anskaffe mig, for jeg kender folk, der har haft nogle super søde nogen af slagsen, der aldrig har gjort nogen fortræd, mine forældres nabo har en lille hvid en og den er slet ikke aggressiv. Så det er ikke en hetz mod kamphunde, som det her handler om, fra min side.
Dømmer en hund individuelt, havde det været en labrador, en schæfer, border collie, eller hvilken som helst anden race, der var gået til angreb, så ville jeg have syntes det samme. For det er ikke racen det kommer an på, men den enkelte hund og alle hunde, der nådesløst går til angreb på andre mennesker eller dyr, er der noget galt med og de skal aflives.
Og hvad er så forskellen på om den aflivning sker under selve angrebet, hvor det faktisk kan redde liv, eller senere hos dyrlægen, hvor det koster skattekroner at give den en sprøjte?
You see my point?
Og hvis det nu havde været et lille barn istedet for en anden hund, som denne kamphund var sprunget på, ville vi så overhovedet diskutere rigtigheden af hans handling? Ville han så blive sigtet for noget?
Det tror jeg ikke, for mennesker sætter deres egen race højere end alle andre, mennesker er vigtigere, det er vores holdning, men vi kalder hunden vores bedste ven...
Jeg brækker mig...
~Kia~
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Årgh, det var bare en fed koncert med Michael Jackson i Tivoli igår, de viste hans live optræden fra Dangerous touren i 1992, og han fyrede den for vildt af! Aldrig har jeg været mere jaloux på nogle mennesker i Bukarest, for damn, man skulle have været der!!! Jeg er grøn af misundelse!
At jeg aldrig fik oplevet Michael i koncert, er nok en af de ting, der ryger øverst på listen over de største bummerter i mit liv. For faen, hvor er det ærgeligt! Men ok, nu var jeg ik særlig gammel, da han var her i 97, kun 14 år. Der er no way jeg ville have haft råd til en billet, og da slet ik ha haft nogen at følges med.
Men det undskylder ikke, at jeg ik fik købt billet, til hans shows i London i år, heller ik selvom de nu ikke bliver til noget. Jeg kunne godt, jeg havde råd, problemet var at arrangere det og finde nogle der os havde råd, både til koncert billet og flybillet og det er sværere end som så, i min vennekreds, da de enten ikke er så store MJ fans, at de gider tage så langt eller er totale fattigrøve, no offence. Og det er nu sjovere, at opleve den slags med nogle andre, end bare sig selv, så at tage alene afsted, var måske ikke det vildeste jeg kunne komme i tanke om.
Og på en eller anden måde, er jeg alligevel glad for jeg ik havde købt billet, for hvor ville jeg havde grædt snot over, at det så ikke blev til noget alligevel, at være SÅ TÆT på præmien, og så se det hel glide ud af hænderne på en, ville på en måde være værre, end slet ikke at have været tæt på.
Ellers viste de os hans bedste musik videoer, der faktisk er små film, i hel udgave! Pragtfuldt!
Og jeg har siden jeg kom hjem rippet History albummet jeg har, for alle sange, samt fundet resten på youtube, har nu over 50 Michael Jackson sange loaded ind på min mp3'er. Det svinger sgu! Hold da kæft hvor han har lavet meget godt musik, helt fra 60'erne til det nye årtusinde! Elsker hans musik!
Jeg elsker ham os bare så meget, som person, han var noget af det sødeste, det blideste, det mest følsomme, især på alle de home videos, hvor han bare fjoller rundt som et barn, på Neverland! Hvordan alle folk ikke kan se det jeg ser, når jeg ser ham, det forstår jeg ikke. Hvordan kan i ikke se lyset, der stod ud fra ham, kærligheden, de gode intentioner, ønsket og håbet om en bedre verden, som han prøvede at få igennem??? Han kæmpede SÅ HÅRDT, for at trænge igennem til verden, med sit budskab om universel kærlighed! Er i blinde!? Jeg fatter hat!
I grunden kan jeg nok lide ham fordi han minder mig om mig selv. Vi er begge små børn indvendigt, der nægter at vokse op, vi har en anderledes tankegang, der gør at vi tit blir misforstået af omverdenen og vi tror begge på at give til andre, om det så er charities, forældreløse børn eller en tigger på gaden, for at quote Michael: "Heal the World - Love is the Answer".
Han går faktisk ned i Guiness Rekordbog, som den celebrity, der har doneret mest til velgørende formål. Alt hvad han ønskede var at gøre verden til et bedre sted. Han var et virkelig smukt menneske. Og det skulle vise sig, naivt menneske, som mig selv. Men han nægtede at give op, han ville tro på det bedste i mennesker og jeg nægter osse, at give op. For mig selv, såvel som for Michael og alt det han stod for og altid vil stå for, han vil aldrig blive glemt. Vil forblive som jeg er, til ære for ham.
Men hvad har han fået retur for alt sin kærlighed!? Falske anklager om børnemisbrug og pressens evige løgne om ham, den ene mere langt ud end den anden, der næsten knækkede ham mentalt, fordi han var så følsom. Og det er os pga de pædofili anklager, at der er kontroverser om hvor han skal begraves. Han er nemlig ik blevet begravet endnu, fordi familien ikke kan blive enige om, hvor.
Hans brødre vil have ham lagt til hvile på Neverland, mens hans mor siger nej, fordi Michael på et tidspunkt kom med en udtalelse om, at han aldrig ville tilbage til det sted, hvor han blev anklaget for at skade børn, det var lige efter han var blevet FRIKENDT i retten.
De latterlige sex anklager ødelagde hans billede af Neverland, som hans fristed, det tilsmudsede på en måde mindet og alt hvad han havde bygget op der, fordi det blev malet i pressen, som at være et slags rædselskabinet, hvor et monster voldtog børn.
Er så gal over, at det blide væsen han var, blev udnyttet så groft, at nogle forældre, der så en chance for at få kløerne i hans penge. Hvilke forældre, der har fået misbrugt et barn, eller tror det, lader gerningsmanden betale sig fra det? Come on people! Seriously! Tænk lige over det!
Hvis der virkelig var sket noget, og han virkelig havde misbrugt deres barn, skadet dem for livet, så ville enhver forælder sgu da stå det igennem og sørge for at fyren blev lukket inde, både som straf, men osse så han ikke kunne gøre det igen mod nogle andre børn! Men næh nej, de tog gladeligt hans penge og skred, fuldstændig kolde i røven! Og jeg tør vædde med, at den stakkels unge, der anmeldte Michael, har det helt af HELVEDES til den dag idag.
Man tar bare ik røven på en engel! Og så er jeg ligeglad med, hvor meget hans forældre pressede på!
Som om han ik havde nok at kæmpe med, eftersom han både havde Vitiligo, en hudsygdom, der drænede hans pigment og gjorde ham porcelæns hvid + alle de rygter der fulgte i kølvandet på hans ændring fra sort til hvid og lupus, der angreb hans nervesystem, fik ham til at tabe håret og som desuden os er en sygdom, der kan være dødelig. Joeh, han havde sgu nok at kæmpe med.
Men hey, de kunne ikke få ham ned med nakken, selv med alle de anklager og alle de rygter om ham, så blev Kongen bare ved og ved, ville ikke holdes nede, årti efter årti, skabte han fantastisk musik.
Way to go Michael!
Anyway, jeg håber det med hans begravelse kommer i orden snart. Han bør sgu komme i jorden. Nu har han været død i over en uge. Er begrænset hvor længe et lig kan holde sig. Og jeg håber lidt hans mor giver sig mht Neverland, jeg mener det er der, han hører hjemme, os selvom han kom med de udtalelser dengang. Han må ikke lade anklagerne vinde over ham og hans elskede ranch. De burde begrave ham der og bevare ranchen, som et slags "Graceland", ligesom Elvis har.
Så det krydser jeg fingre for...
RIP MJ! We love you, always and forever! Legends never die!! (burde få trykt en t shirt med det på)...
~Kia~
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The SGC, 02.21 AM - Daniel Jackson
Its odd, he thought as he walked down the deserted halls of Stargate Command. He really liked this place and the people in it. But it was an odd feeling coming back. So much had changed in the year he had been gone. The facility seemed to run smoothly like a well-oiled machine and to think this whole thing had consisted of only a gate and a room, when he first left. Now there were actual SG teams, mechanics, soldiers everywhere, doctors and scientists.
He had only been back a couple weeks since Jack came and dragged him home, but he already felt a strange peace with the place, his home world and his role in it.
Of course there was a big empty space in his chest, where his heart had used to be. The place where Shau’ri had been. But she was gone now. Taken from him without mercy and forced to live the rest of her life in captivity, within her own body.
NO! He dismissed the thought. He would not let that happen. They would find both her and Skaara and they would all live happily ever after, as a family. They had to. He thought about Kawalsky. About the first mission. How excited everyone had been despite the obvious fear they all shared too.
He smiled at the memory of Kawalsky. The last words Kawalsky had said to him before the team had left him on Abydos and returned to Earth. “Thanks Daniel.” He had actually pulled it off, he had figured it out, the way home. How he had doubted he could. So many doubts. But what an adventure it had been. He wouldn’t trade it for anything. Even though Shau’ri had been taken, he didn’t wish he had never opened the Stargate. Then he would never even have met Shau’ri. But he wished things had happened differently.
Why had he left her, his wife, by the Stargate when they had just learned of the new threat from Apophis? Why? So stupid Daniel, so careless. So wrapped up in false security. In a way he had trusted Kawalsky and the rest of the soldiers, who had remained by the gate, to take care of her and protect her, if anything happened.
Oh yeah, that’s clever Daniel, he thought. Like they would have a chance if Apophis decided to surprise them with a couple or thousand guards. Think Daniel. THINK! Kawalsky was dead now and how he had suffered. The Goa’uld symbiote only possessed him a short while, but it caused enough damage and in the end, Dr. Frasier hadn’t been able to get it out of him.
A memory of Kawalsky and Teal’c fighting in the gate room washed over him, but he pushed it away. He would miss Kawalsky, but not as much as Jack would. He guessed Kawalsky’s death was the reason Jack hadn’t come to see him yet. He could understand that. Jack and Kawalsky had been friends for a long time.
He suddenly smiled as another memory of Kawalsky yelling and pushing him to the ground, surfaced. That temper. Daniel hadn’t blamed him. Kawalsky and Jack had had so much in common. Almost like they were brothers and in a way he guessed that had been. Brothers in arms. He could only imagine what hell Jack was going thought right now. But he knew better than to contact him. Jack would come to talk when he was ready.
“Hi there”, a tired voice pulled him back to reality. He was surprised that anyone else was there this time at night. A blond woman stood in front of him and he recognized her.
“Oh, hi Captain Carter.”
“Please. I thought I told you to call med Sam, like everybody else”, she said.
It was short for Samantha. She smiled and he noticed she had a warm friendly face. He didn’t know her that well though. They had only just met a couple weeks ago on Abydos, but he knew she was very bright. The sudden thought of Abydos brought back memories of Shau’ri. The way she used to dance in the warm sand, they way she sang when she cooked. Her smile. Sam and Shau’ri had very similar smiles. He forced the memories back and tried to concentrate on the present, before he got too emotional.
“Yeah, sorry Sam. You can call med Daniel.” She nodded at that.
“Daniel it is, again.”
That’s right, he thought. He had already told her to do that on Abydos. But it seemed like a million years ago. They walked a little in silence.
“So…”, she said.
“So…”.
He didn’t make any effort to keep the conversation going. He liked the observe people from a distance at first. Watch them and try to figure them out before actually talking to them. But Sam had no intention of letting him off the hook just yet. Okay, she thought. He is not a talker. She found it a little strange that someone like the Colonel and Daniel would be friends.
The Colonel couldn’t seem to stop talking and he thought in military guidelines. He would do anything to achieve his military assignments just like any soldier would, even if it meant innocent casualties. She had been in war herself and she knew casualties were sometimes acceptable to achieve the main goal. Daniel was the opposite. He never gave up on the peaceful approach.
She felt a sting in her heart at the thought of all the future mentally nightmares Daniel would experience, if he didn’t change his point of view. They were at war with the Goa’uld. Innocent people were going to die in this war and the quicker he accepted that, the better.
But Daniel had a sweetness to him. An almost childlike innocence. He was mostly shy and quiet, but he cared for people and discovery. She turned to the younger man beside her and for a moment she was astonished by how handsome he actually was. The brown bangs carved his face perfectly and those glasses couldn’t hide his clear blue eyes, even though they were trying. Those eyes were really something.
“Where are you going?”, she asked and continued. “It can a little difficult to find your way in the Mountain at first, all the hallways look the same. Actually the reason I came out here was because I noticed you passing by my door three times within the last twenty minutes. Are you lost?”
He looked confused.
“Um…I…no, I wasn’t going anywhere in particular. Just walking around thinking. Its not like I have a place to go other than the cafeteria and sleeping quarters.”
“What!? You do know you were assigned an office a week ago, right? The Colonel was suppose to tell you”, Sam said.
“An office? No, Jack didn’t tell me.”
"Well, I guess he must have forgotten. He has had a rough time lately, with Kawalsky and all.” Of course, she was almost sure that was not the reason the Colonel had avoided Daniel, but she didn’t say anything.
“I guess…it must be hard, he and Kawalsky…well…he was a good man”, Daniel said.
“Yeah, I never got to know him like you and the Colonel did, but I somehow knew he was alright, you know. The memorial service was beautiful.”
“Yeah.”
They didn’t say anything for a least a minute, they both felt it. The loss of someone great.
“Um, about the office?”, Daniel broke the silence.
“Come with me and I’ll show you where it is.”
“Thanks Sam.”
As they walked Sam decided to touch lightly on the subject of Shau’ri.
“So, how are you coping, I mean with all that has happened with Shau’ri and everything?”
He stopped and took a deep breath. He had to stay calm now. He didn’t want to have a nervous breakdown in front of her. Stay cool and collected. You can do it Daniel. Don’t cry, don’t cry, just don’t cry!
“I’m…coping…”, he managed to get out without sounding too shaky. He could feel his eyes water and forced the tears back. But Sam wasn’t blind. She could see he was near the breaking point and felt stupid for bringing up the subject. For being so selfish. She felt like she had to say something comforting, even if she didn’t truly believe it.
“That’s good, Daniel. And we will find her. Even if we have to search each and every planet in the universe, one at a time, we will find her and bring her home.”
He just smiled. It was a grateful smile. Maybe there had even been a thread of hope in that smile. She hoped so. But there was so much sadness in his eyes. They reached the elevators, walked in and it came to a stop on level 19, where they got off. There had been no words uttered in the elevator. It was beginning to get a little weird. They were not at that stage in their friendship where there could be comfortable silence between them yet.
It was like he was a ghost, a shadow, like he wasn’t there and some part of him had been left on Abydos. This was not the man she had first met. The man who had laughed with them and kissed his wife with such passion, while they sat around the fireplace. The man who had observed the love of his life and the people of Abydos with such emotion. She had to talk to the Colonel about this.
Then she stopped outside a door with a brand new nametag on it. It said; Dr. Daniel Jackson. She observed him as he opened the door and walked inside. As soon as he saw the books and artifacts his face lit up.
“This is great!”, he said and began studying a vase with some weird writings on it. “Oh wow, Sam. Have you seen this?” He let his fingers stroke the vase gently and picked it up for further analysis. She didn’t have time to answer before he continued. “ Its like Abydonian mixed with Greek and Latin…and oh, is that German!?” His eyes got as big as teacups. “Sam, its amazing!”
She couldn’t help but to laugh a little, but quickly suppressed it. Never had she seen a man go totally nuts over a vase before. It was adorable. There was the man she had first met. The man with sparkle in his eyes. Now if Daniel would just let him stay a little while, she knew that face could light up the whole SGC. But it was not likely to happen, she also knew that. Not yet. It was too soon. But someday.
“Glad you like it. It was General Hammonds idea to ship all the found artifacts down to you. He thought you might appreciate it.”
“Please thank him for me.” Daniel didn’t even look up. He was in another world mumbling something about Latin being the backbone in most languages, not only on Earth but in the whole galaxy. Quietly she sneaked out of the door and left Daniel alone with his precious vase.
*TO BE CONTINUED*
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Hahaha, jeg har lige set et billede, af det de kalder "verdens grimmeste kat" og sæfølig er jeg helt vildt forelsket i den! Ved første øjekast, syntes jeg bare den var så skøn!
Den ligner en krydsning af en Sphynx (min yndlings katte race) og en løve, hvor den kun har fået løvens manke lige på brystet og ellers er hårløs.
Syns den er noget så dejlig!
Hvad kan jeg sige? Det er jo ikke fordi jeg ikke kan se hvor grim den er, eller at jeg ikke synes den er grim, det er bare sådan at grimhed hos dyr er lig med charme, for mig. Jo grimmere et dyr er, jo mere vild med det, er jeg.
Gid det samme kunne siges om piger, så ville det slet ikke være så svært, at finde en. Ikke at mine krav er høje, men vil heller ik nøjes, hvis jeg ved jeg kan få noget bedre.
For det kan ik være umuligt at få hele pakken, som man siger? For hvor svært kan det være at finde en pige, der ser nogenlunde ud, er intelligent, ikke ryger, dyreglad, som har hjertet på rette sted og er sjællænder? Jeg spørger bare.
Hvor gemmer hun sig? Come out come out, wherever you are...
~Kia~
<Photo 1> "Hvad laver du så til daglig?"
Det er eddermame et svært spørgsmål, at besvare og det man altid får stillet først, herinde såvel som IRL. Det er som om, at folk lægger alt for meget vægt, på svaret, af netop dette spørgsmål. De mener jo ikke; "Hvad laver du i din fritid?". De mener: "Hvad er dit arbejde?". Og hvis man ikke har et arbejde, og der ikke er udsigt til at få et arbejde, fordi man er på førtidspension som 25 årig, hvordan besvarer man så lige det spørgsmål, uden at lyde som en social taber og nasser på samfundet?
Det er nogle tanker, jeg kæmper med i øjeblikket. Eller måske ikke kun i øjeblikket, men lige siden jeg droppede ud af den sidste uddannelse, jeg gik på, for over 3 år siden.
Det er måske først nu, hvor jeg føler mig parat, til at finde en fast kæreste og virkelig give mig 100% til en person, at det er gået op for mig, hvor meget det spørgsmål spænder ben for mine relationer til andre mennesker, især piger/kærester.
Jeg ved godt, at den normale gennemsnits dansker, der passer sit arbejde og går på job hver dag, for sine surt tjente penge, ser skævt til personer som mig. Det har aldrig været en hemmelighed. De kan ikke forstå hvorfor "vi" skal have "alt" foræret. Og hvem kan bebrejde dem, egentlig? Vi får i hovede og røv, ikke kun selve pensionen, men osse rabat på alting, næsten.
Men jeg syns alligevel ikke, at det er fair for "os", at vi blir valgt fra, pga vores arbejdsmæssige situation. Jeg kan ikke forstå, hvorfor ens job er lig med social status, i vores samfund. Alting handler om at tjene mest, jo mere du tjener eller jo mere kendt du er, jo flere "venner" har du. Jeg siger det højt og tydeligt, det er IKKE fair mmmmkay!
Hvordan kan det være at jeg, der aldrig har skadet nogen, bare bliver vraget til fordel for en eller anden rig tøs, der lader til at have styr på alting, men som i virkeligheden er en kæmpe sæk lort på to ben? Hvornår blev det ok, at behandle andre mennesker som crap, bare så længe man har penge nok?
Ok ok, I get it, penge er lig med indflydelse. Jeg kommer trods alt ikke fra trange kår selv, jeg ved hvor langt penge rækker, ikke kun mht døde ting, men osse mht respekt fra andre mennesker. Jeg ser hvordan folk behandler min far, der er selvstændig erhversdrivende og tjener kassen. Good for him. Virkelig slemt for mig. For han er en af dem, der ikke forstår, han siger det ikke direkte, mere, men jeg ved han er skuffet over mig, os selvom han hjalp med at skaffe mig pensionen, hvilket osse fortalte mig, at han havde opgivet mig.
Men jeg er kommet ud på et sidespor. Hvordan besvarer jeg det spørgsmål? Jeg sad så sent som idag på MacDonalds, med Smila og Monica, hvor det kom op igen.
Jeg blev anbefalet ikke at skrive, at jeg er pensionist i min profil og det har jeg heller ikke gjort. Det er længe siden, jeg var så åben i min profil. At få smækket en dør i hovedet gang på gang, lærte mig at være mere diskret. Men at jeg ikke nævner hvad jeg laver i min tekst, noget som de fleste, der har job eller er under uddannelse gør, er i sig selv mistænksomt. Og det gør jo bare, at folk spørger i privaten, hvilket igen bringer mig tilbage til det oprindelige spørgsmål.
Smila nævnte, at jeg skulle lyve lidt. Sige jeg var imellem jobs og nok søgte ind på Forfatterskolen, men faktum er, at jeg ikke er mellem jobs, og at jeg ikke aner om jeg nogensinde vil søge ind på Forfatterskolen. Det er bare en tanke, der rammer mig af og til. Mest fordi jeg ikke ser noget andet alternativ. Vel og mærke et alternativ, med en lykkelig slutning. For drømme har jeg masser af, de er bare ikke realistiske og jeg gider ikke fyre alt muligt af, der er en mikroskopisk chance for, nogensinde blir realiseret. Jeg gider ikke lyve, for at sælge mig selv.
Faktum er det samme, som det altid har været. Min hjerne er ikke som jer andres. Den har mere kontrol over mig, end jeg har over den. At leve efter et skema, som de fleste folk gør, er umuligt. Jeg kan knap holde en alm dagsrytme og da slet ikke følge et skema, der er bundet af tiden og ergo heller ikke holde et job eller uddannelse.
Skammer jeg mig over det? Ja. Det gør jeg faktisk, temmelig tit. Jeg har altid betragtet mig selv som et intelligent og intellektuelt menneske, præcis som min far, selv efter det hele kørte af sporet da jeg var 17, og min nuværende situation taler imod, at jeg skulle være det. Jeg ville på universitetet og alting. Være selvstændig, tjene gode penge og bo fedt. Jeg havde en fem års plan om at åbne mit eget og have det fuldt kørende som 25 årig. Jeg siger ikke hvilken form for forretning, da det kan være ligegyldigt nu, men hvis jeg nu havde gjort det, så ville jeg sikkert ikke have de store problemer, med at få bid, hos pigerne. For penge er lig med respekt og den eftertragtede mærkat: "lader til at have styr på sit liv", følger automatisk med.
Smila sagde osse, at det var fordi de (pigerne/folk generalt), ikke kender mig. Men hvordan skal de lære mig at kende, når jeg ik engang, kan skaffe en enkelt date? Når de ik vil give mig en chance? Jeg er en af dem hvor, hvis man så mit liv på papir, så ville man tænke, sikke en taber, men hvis man oplevede personen bag papiret, så ville man blive omvendt. Men jeg når sjældent dertil med nogen.
Det er bare: "Hvad laver du til daglig?", "Jeg er førtidspensionist". "Nå. Ok." Og så hopper de videre til en anden. Nogen spørger ind til hvorfor, men tit kan jeg fornemme, at det kun er fordi de er nyskerrige og ikke interesseret i mig, som person mere, kun min sagsmappe. Det føles ikke fedt.
Og jeg er nået til vejs ende med denne blog, har ikke mere at sige og jeg har stadig ikke fundet en måde, at besvare det spørgsmål, der ikke involverer at lyve i mere eller mindre grad. Og man kan ik starte et forhold til en person, hverken venskabeligt eller romantisk, på en løgn.
~Kia~
<Photo 1> Whoa, sorry. I kinda dissappeared on ya for a while. Wasnt really gone though. I checked in from time to time.
Anyway, what I have been doing?
Ive been to the movies, twice. First I saw Friday the 13th, on friday the 13th. I just love saying that, hehe. It all adds up. Smila invited me and we went, her first time seeing a horror flick in the theatre. She totally freaked, she wanted to leave after 10 minutes, she wanted the lights turned up and the sound turned down, she clinged to my arm, she jumped in the seat, she screamed. Never again! I didnt really get any shocks from the film, they all came from her, everytime she jumped, she grapped my arm and shook me and my heart jumped into my throat. I have to say it was an experience.
But she wasnt alone in this, the room was filled with screaming teenage girls, which is illegal, since you have to be 18 to see it and these people werent a day over 16, at most.
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Besides being really annoying, they screamed when Jason was there, when he wasnt, when something happened, when nothing happened! It also made me feel bad for my gender. Jesus Christ, grown some balls! Its imbarressing! And the phones!!! They didnt turn off their phones, so they were texting during the movie! The youth today have to respect for anyone or anything! Sigh!
*SPOILER ALERT*
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Friday the 13th was ok, I mostly went to see it cuz Jared Padalecki from Supernatural, is starring in it and I try to support everything that he does. Just as I do with Jensen Ackles, also from Supernatural. I love those boys. But lets face it, they tried to re-do a classic horror flick from the 80 ties and that just never really works. They very rarely make something thats better than the original. I cant even think of one remake at the moment, that was better than the movie on which it was based. But Jared was great as always, even though he didnt have much to work with. That guy just always shines through.
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The other film I saw was Twilight. Went with my sis and we absolutely loved it! What a breath of fresh air! Its completely different from all the other vampire movies, where its all about the blood and the violence and how evil vampires are. These vampires arent evil. Not the Cullen family anyway. They only drink the blood of animals, not humans and regard themselves as vegetarians.
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It basically shows vampires in a new modern way. They also differ from the traditional vampire, because they can go out during the day, direct sunlight doenst hurt them the least, but they do look different in it, so they stay in when its sunny, they have reflections in mirrors, they show up in the photograph if you take their picture, they dont sleep in coffins, they dont sleep at all, doesnt live in a dark house, castle, dungeon, but in a big white and light house with lots of windows and personality in the form of architecture and art and these vampires seems to have a love for playing baseball. I kid you not!
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Anyway, its about Edward, the only single vampire in the quirky Cullen family, he is a remote guy, considered a freak at school, all of the Cullens are, and I get a strong sense of loneliness from him as well, along with a self hate, thats really tragic, cuz he considers himself a monster. Then this girl Bella moves there, and she has something he cant resist. Her scent is like heroin to him and so he cant stay away and is forced to open himself up to someone, for the first time in a 100 years, in order to stay close to her. He struggles a lot with this, on one side totally in love with Bella, on the other afraid he might hurt her, cuz he craves her scent and her blood.
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Bella is just as drawn to him as he is to her and once she fingures him out, she wants him even more, insists that he isnt evil and claims that she knows he wont hurt her and that she isnt afraid of him. She also wants him to change her, make her a vampire, but he refuses, saying he wont take her life and make her a monster, something he has learned from his father, the one who made him, who is the head of the Cullens. They only turn people, who doesnt have any other choice, who is dying. That was the way it was for Edward when he was dying from the spanish influenza.
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So they begin dating and she meets his family, who are really weird, but loveable in every way. And a little awkward, like when they try to cook Bella dinner, in a kitchen they have never used before, to make her feel welcome and the whole family is in the kitchen watching the cooking channel and chopping vegetables, the first time Edward brings Bella to the house, even though he told them not to do it. That was adorable even if they were totally imbarressing Edward, cuz it was just like a human family would do, greeting a possible new member to the family, the fact she is human, doesnt seem to bother them, besides Edwards sister Rosalie, whos afraid Edward will make Bella the menu and implicate the whole family.
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Of course its not all picture perfect, a gang of other vampires comes to town and starts murdering, they surprise the Cullens in a game of baseball, where Bella is too, and once the secret is out, that Edward is in love with a human, they want her dead. And then it gets all about protecting her and killing James, the vampire whos after her. This is what I really like about the Cullens, they may not be blood related, but they are a family and they protect their family, and since Bella is with Edward the fact she is human doesnt matter, she is a part of their tribe and they would rather kill one of their own kind than let him kill her. She couldnt have picked better in-laws.
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Its a great film! Its not a horror movie. Its a love story that just happens to have vampires in it. And im i love with Edward & Bella, or well...maybe its more that im in love with Edward and Bella together as a couple, they play of each other, if it had just been one of them and not both, and those two exact actors, Robert Pattison and Kristin Stewart, Im not sure, I would have been so excited.
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Anyway, I already pre-ordered it, it comes out in April. And I mixed a couple fan videos together as well. I just had to make some right away.
I uploaded them under my videos in my profile!
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Comments on those are appreciated, of course :)
Lots of smiles,
-K-
<Photo 1> First of all, Merry Christmas everybody! I hope everyone had a marbulous time and got some cool presents! I know I did! *dances*
Im very happy at the moment, despite having some serious PMS pains, there is just something about Christmas time thats almost like magic, it simply brings out the best in me.
And besides that, it lights up an otherwise dark and cold month. I wish we could extend Christmas time to January and February, then maybe those months wouldnt be so terribly dreadful.
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Anyway, on with it, as they say. This year sis brought her kitty with her, its a maine coon/ house cat named Sigga and I'll be the first to admit, that its a very pretty cat. Beautiful, even. Extremely cute too. But she has a timid personality. She runs and hides if you walk toward her, if you call for her, even if you just go down on your knees to cuddle her. I find it worrying.
Ive had cats all my life and all the ones we had at home when I was a kid have been very trusting and so have the ones Ive had by myself, but Sigga is extremely insecure around everyone and everything. And im not the only one who says so, mom and dad noticed it too.
I dont know if she was just born that way, if the wasnt properly socialised as a kitten or if sis is just too damn over-protective. She wouldnt even let Sigga run loose in the house, she had to have her on a leach. And she put her in a small room, by herself most of the night.
I didnt agree with that decision, I believe Sigga should have had access to the whole house and then been left alone to explore it on her own, in her own time. But sis said the big house and many people scared her, cuz she was only used to an appartment, Rasmus (her boyfriend) and herself. Im just not so sure thats the case.
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I had a really nice evening and got some neat presents. We were 7 people, as usual: Mom, dad, sis, grandpa, grandma and me. We ate, sang christmas songs, danced around the tree and then we took turns opening our presents. Totally cliché, but I love it.
I got my Ipod Touch 2G with 8 GB memory!!! It was the one thing, I just REALLY wanted and I got it. Had a feeling I would, I pretty much always get what I want, but you can never be sure until you open it, you know. Of course, Ive already done a "Pimp my Ipod" seance, it was the first thing I did after I got home, so now its loaded with my favorite movies and tv shows. I dont have any music on it, since I have a perfectly fine MP3 player for that and this way, I have more room on "Ipoddy" (yes, I named it :P) for videos.
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From sis, I got a a digital photo frame key chain, with room for 50 images. I love those digital frames, its the future, Im telling you, in 50 years we will all have them and the old ones will be obsolete. At least I hope so. I already filled it with images of myself, family, friends, pets ect. And added it to my keys. I digg it!
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Another thing worth mentioning was my Gyro Gearlose - "Little Helper" gadget. Dad got it for me. Everyone who's read Donald Duck knows what im talking about.
In Duckburg, there is an inventor named Gyro Gearloose and he has a little robot with a lightbulb for a head, who's just referred to as his "little helper" or just "helper" and I got one, at least he looks like one. Im pretty sure he is modelled after it anyway - even thought its not an item connected to the Walt Disney Company.
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His lightbulb or head changes between multiple colours such as; blue, green, red, purple, pink, white and yellow. And he has a little paperclip hand for holding stuff. Thats about all it does, but I think its pretty cool. Its just that sort of gadget I would love - different, cute and otherly useless - haha. Dad knows me too well :D
I also got the Indiana Jones Triology, a lot of black socks I really needed, 2 Bjørn Borg hotpants, 2 black sport bra's, chocolate, 500 DK, Frankenstein DVD and the Almond Game gift, which was an insanely expensive jar from Rosendahl (its a danish brand - very prizey).
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I have one more present coming since grandma misplaced one of my gifts in the wrong bag, so it went to moms brothers family, but she will go get it, and have it for me on the 31st, when she is coming back to visit, on sisters birthday.
Otherwise all of my presents were well recieved. I spent a really long time finding them this year and I spent way more than past years, but I also have more money now, so it all adds up in the end - luckily, last year it didnt.
Next stop...New Years Eve...I think im just gonna stay home, but im not sure yet.
Until then, cheers!
~Kia~
<Photo 1> Gosh! It's been a while. Im sorry about that, but I can really say its my fault. I tried to write several times, but all I got from facebook was error pages :S
It doesnt seem like there is much on this site that works anymore; applications break down, games doesnt respond, error messages pops up all over the place.
And I could continue.
Btw, whats all that fuss about facebook not being free anymore soon? Im hearing rumours about it and im getting spammed left and right with petitions to "keep facebook free" :O If anyone has any information about that, im interested. Cuz right now, im a tad confused.
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I think the last time I updated this was around the american presidential election and I guess its no secret that im a Barack Obama fan and very happy that he won :D My dad said he wouldnt, and my dad is usually right about this stuff, but I guess he didnt realise how much of an impact Obama has on people. All he sees is a black man, not to call my dad a racist or anything, but he would have voted for McCain just because he is old fashioned and because Obama is black, which we actually got into a heated argument about at one point. So I was like hysterically happy to throw the Obama victory in his face the day after the election :P
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So what have I been doing? Not much to be honest. I've made some more photo galleries and added pics, uploaded more videos, made some videos, im a big fan of vidding with tv shows, as some of you may know - uploaded them as well. And to my surprise, I actually got better in Sony Vegas Pro, managed to teach myself how to use the pan and cookie cutter option in my newest Supernatural vid called "Deliver Me" with Dean and Anna. So im very proud of that. Any comments on my videos are very welcomed by the way - good as well as bad :)
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My hair is a mess at the moment, its getting to that awkward stage where its too short and at the same time, too long. But I cant cut it, cuz 'ive decided to grow it long again. Which is also why I coloured it brownish black, to match my natural colour, that way the roots can grow out and nobody will notice it.
Especially during Christmas time, I decided it was too much of a hazzle, to dye and colour my hair again and again, seriously - who has the time or the money!!? So I guess the battle has begun, short hair VS long hair. Stay tuned for more info on that as the war rages on :P
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Otherwise i've become a big fan of Ebay these past months. Lets just say i've ordered a lot of nerdy stuff from there. And other online stores. I adore online shopping, but a couple days ago I was forced outside in the Christmas shopping madness, that conquers Copenhagen every year and I swear to God, I almost had a fit.
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Too many people, they walk too damn slow or they are talking to each other and not looking where the hell they are going, its like a cruise to them... la la la la, just gliding by the stores, taking their sweet time picking something...
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NO! Thats is not how we do things! You get a wish list from your loved ones, you pick something, go out to a store you know has what your looking for, you pay and then you get the hell outta there! How hard can it be? Obviously its very difficult...for cryin out loud!
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Anyway, the Christmas shopping it almost done, im just thinking about getting my sis one more gift, but we will have to wait and see if she gets lucky, hehe. And as I mentioned before, I bought myself a lot of nice presents, especially for my geek collection, they are as follows:
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I also got Mike a Stargate Replica mirror as a Christmas present, which he loved. We are like children, we just couldnt wait until Christmas to open up our gifts, so we just went right ahead and opened them. Hehe.
I see no point in fighting the urge, when I KNOW im only gonna loose, its hopeless, im the same with chocolate calendars, its simply impossible to keep my hands off it, all the chocolates are gone way way WAY before the 24th :P
Anyway, he got me a Gizmo puppet who sings and dances and I LOVE IT. I've always enjoyed the Gremlins movies and thought Gizmo was so very very VERY adorable! And dont you worry, I wont feed him after midnight or spill water on him, I dont need a crash course in Mogwai 101 knowledge, thank you very much!
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And now to something sad :'( Snowie, my ferret passed away on September 24th 2008, she was about 4-5 years old and will be missed. I do believe cancer killed her, but im not sure and I will probably never find out for sure, I just know what the vet told me.
I went to 3 different animal hospitals and they all said the same thing. That there was nothing they could do for her, so I had her put to sleep, about 3 hours after she had a seizure, that left her cramped up, un-responsive and in pain.
At least now she isnt in pain anymore. It gives me a bit of comfort to know that. I can also say with certainty, that im not getting a new one, any time soon, if ever. She was something special and I loved her dearly.
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On the question of love, there is no change. I still havent met the right woman, I have some doubts I ever will, so I have made some backup baby arrangements with my best friend, Mike. Ten or fifteen years from now, if we are both single and its not likely that will change, that we will ever find someone to start a family with, we are starting our own via artificial insemination.
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I know I could always do it on my own with an unknown donor, but I think my child deserves to know its father, I would prefer that anyway, its also comforting not to be alone in it and I couldnt imagine anyone I would rather have a child with.
Mike is very kind, you can always count on him and he is a great rolemodel + we are best friends, have known each other for years and do love each other, just not in THAT way. I think thats a great foundation to built a family on. I know a lot with less to built on and they're doing it, so why not us. I think we could manage that, if the time comes.
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Otherwise I guess there is not much else to say. Im looking forward to Christmas with my family, to the food and the gifts and the feeling of together-ness. Next year I'll probably move to Copenhagen or Roskilde, I need to save up a bit first though, but my dad is buying me a new appartment, just like he did for my sister and her boyfriend. So thats exciting.
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I think my last words should be; Merry Christmas to all, I hope you have a good one, just remember, its the thought that counts, not the gift - love each other, take care of each other, respect each other. Be nice to strangers, animals and homeless people and watch out for the fireworks on New Years, wouldnt want you to get any fingers blown off.
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Thats about it, I guess. I will return at some point with a new update.
Lots of love,
~Kia~
<Photo 2> I am actually sitting here listening to the American presidential election on CNN.
I am really surprising myself these days...
I dont know when i got to be so political. I used to never care about that stuff, but now i do.
Maybe its because they actually have a candidate I can stand to listen to, this time around.
Barack Obama has that "Martin Luther King" presence on stage. Its quite extraordinary.
Of course, that he is pro homosexuals right to get married like anybody else and all that, is a bonus, since im a lesbian and we (the gay community) have waited a long time for someone like him to stand up for us, especially in the great US of A, a huge nation that people around the world tend to listen to, but its not the intire reason for me supporting him.
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When he talks, you just listen, he makes sense, captivates you, he is charismatic and I believe he is a man of good intentions for the world, is very capable at what he does and above all, has his heart in the right place.
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Besides...the other side...McCain and Palin scares the shit out of me. Palin the most, the extreme religious views, that she likes to force down peoples throats, are fucked up! In her mind homosexuals choose to be homosexuals and they can just choose not to be...what a load of crap! I just wanna bash her head in!
And according to her, a woman cant decide for herself, if she wanna give birth or have an abortion if she gets pregnant! Palin actually wanna take a womans basic right to control what happens to her own body from her! And she herself IS A WOMAN, which makes it so much worse!!! I could puke...all over her ugly shoes and conservative wardrobe!
And thats only a few of the reasons i dont like the witch.
Then she stands conviently behind a rinkled old dinosaur of a Republican candidate who couldnt win a live debate against Obama, even if Obama was asleep, and who actually looks like he's got one foot in the grave already, and i have no doubt Palin is prepared to jump right in and take over America, when grandpa drops dead. Which could be as soon as tomorrow.
No...really...it could. One look at the man and you think; "Why is he not in a retirement home"!
*shivers*
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Barack Obama has to win, cuz if he doesnt, not only are the American people - especially the gay community screwed, those two jack asses - McCain and Palin - are gonna take the rest of the world down with them as well!
SO VOTE OBAMA & VOTE NO ON PROPOSITION 8 TOO, WHILE YOUR AT IT!
~Kia~
<Photo 1> Awww man! Gramps died last night, we just got home from our family vacation to Egypt yesterday and then dad got the call. He died during the night, as far as i know, in his sleep. So now my dad has lost both his parents, his mother died some years back. Luckily he got lots of siblings to help him through it. But it cant be easy. There is just something about the love you have for your parents, that means more than the love you have for anything else. At least thats the way it is for me. My dad especially means the world to me.
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But im not good with all that emotional stuff and i dont know how to comfort him, i tend to run in the opposite direction when it comes to dealing with feelings. Thats the hardest thing about all this, to deal with others and their grief, i dont know how. Its not that gramps is dead, cuz it was coming for so long and in the end he did have a long life, he got to be well into his 80'ties, so its the natural order of things.
I see things very much in black and white, so im not really sad about his passing, especially considering his mental state in his last months, losing his mind like that, im grateful it didnt drag out for too long, im happy for him that he finally found peace.
But i guess most people see it differently.
Actually many people have big issues dealing with death, they fear it, dont wanna talk about it and i've never been like that, for me its just as natural as life itself, we all know its coming, there is nothing we can do to prevent it, so why waste time and fear something we cant change anyway? Why not just accept it?
Besides...how bad can death really be?
Now, that may be easy for me to say, since im an atheist and i dont believe in an afterlife per se, so i dont fear im gonna end up in hell or anything like that (which i totally wouldnt btw, cuz im awesome, hehe xD), i simply believe its like going to sleep...for the last time, peaceful...and i dont think it hurts at all. Unless you die in some sort of terrible accident or something like that, which luckily most people dont. And im already a big fan of sleeping, so why should i fear something like that?
And why does people cling on to life so tightly anyway? Its not like life is this wonderful pink cloud of happiness all the freaking time, most of the time its pretty difficult to be a part of this world, however fantastic it may seem from time to time.
I, for one, are pretty sure im gonna be so extremely sick of life, by the time its my turn to go, that i will be grateful to be relieved of the burden. But then again, thats just the way i see it :)
I think the funeral is gonna be sometime during the weekend.
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About the holiday, its was great, i like Egypt a lot, i especially like that its nice and warm, even in november. Thats a quality in countries, i can really appreciate, hehe. Since i pretty much live in "Mordor"...well ok...Denmark...close enough. Only a few months of summer every year, not even a particulary hot summer, nor sunny - the rest of the year is either cold or wet or windy. So im almost always freezing my ass off...
Note to self oO "Consider moving to warmer climate - especially Egypt!"
I got to dive, ride a camel, drive a gocart, go para-gliding and get twirled brutally around in rings behind a speeding boat. Now...thats FUN...thats the stuff thats gonna make be sad to eventually die, thats the stuff im gonna miss. Thats AWESOMENESS!
And i made a new photo gallery entitled "Egypt 2008!" (i know, not very creative, but "Super duper Egypt vacation pictures of awesomeness", was too long :P). I also uploaded 2 new vids, one of me on a camel and one of us driving the gocarts. Take a look, if you actually give a damn, or dont, its up to you :P
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I bought some stuff of course, not very "egyptian like" stuff, but stuff i will use. Ok, so there is this one thing, bought a black folder for my passport, with an egyptian symbol on it...does that count? Its really pretty and much better than those goddamn red passports we all have, everyone's exactly the same, where's the fun in that? Soooo dull!
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The rest was; a silver ring with two female symbols on it (lesbo ring wee!), a black statue of a hand for my jewelry and stuff (all goth like, it has claws yay and its beautiful!! I LOVE it!), a leather bracelet with a silver snake on it (again goth like, which i love), and a little something for my best friend Mike (i always pick up a little prezzie for him, its tradition and he deserves it for always being there for his friends xD) and then i got a big henna tattoo of a tiger on my left arm, which is pretty neat!
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Then another thing, our house keeping guy was a pure genius! Every day he made art out of our towels! It was pretty brilliant and new...i have traveled a lot, to many places, but not once have i come across this towel thing ever. It really fascinated me.
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Now, i think i will dazzle you with some pictures of the Red Sea and other egyptian scenery:
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There is more to see in the gallery.
Now i will go shop for food and drink, perhaps call home and ask how dads doing. And then clean and get Snowie settled. Thats my ferret. David just dropped her off, he and Clarissa took care of her while i was in Egypt.
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They couldnt keep her until after the check of the appartment on the 6th, which is totally okay. I just have to deal with her being here when the "powers that be" come look and if they make a fuss, they make a fuss, then we take it from there, she is after all my responsibility. Cant just dump her on others when she's a problem and i dont want to, cuz i do love the little furball.
Anyway, a big thank you to my friends for taking her in the first place, i was in a bit of a jam there. So thanks guys!!! Mike by the way, isnt dropping Saba (my cat) off until friday, so her i dont have to worry about.
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~Kia~
<Photo 1> I wonder how many movies and tv shows, i really got?
On real dvd boxes, no downloads counted :P
I havent been collecting for more than a couple of years, so i really dont think its that much?
But lets find out, shall we xD Ooo, exciting huh xD
Here we go!
TV SHOWS:
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Well, thats not bad, but im still not in the league that Mike is, and i can see im missing a lot of the really good ones, besides that i really need to buy all the ones i got on video on dvd so i can throw those big honking videos out.
~Kia~
<Photo 1> Yes okay, so...i did what i said i would never do, i went blond! And then again, its not really blond, its more yellowy/orangey kinda looking.
Which is better haha :P
But to be honest, i dont know how long it will last, i didnt mean to go blond, i only kept it cuz Mikey liked it so much and i was high on Cult Cola.
The original plan was to dye it red and black again and i still have the dye in the bathroom. I could change it back like that *snaps fingers*
Well, something in me does like it, or i wouldnt have kept it, nomatter what Mikey said, im not that easy to manipulate. So yes, this is me eating my words and you better enjoy it cuz it doesnt happen often:
"Maybe blond isnt such a bad hair colour after all, be it on me or others." There, i said it.
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So, friday started out really early. Mike came by at 7 in the morning, since i was already up and had been up all night. He had Cult Cola with him, i asked him to bring some and yes, im sooo addicted :P We went to the center to buy hair colours, we colour our hair together, its something we have started on, dont ask me why, but its really cosy.
I went to the bank to get some stuff sorted out and to the mail office to pay a bill. We saw a girl there. A perfect 10! Absolutely breathtaking. She was just everything i wanted in a woman look wise; face, clothes, height, hair, body - of course i dont know her personality, so couldnt say if she was a nice person, but with that look, who cares. Damn.
I felt for her, what i feel for Shane of the L Word. I would so be with Shane even though i know how she is and i would have been with this girl, even if she had been a bitch. Im not proud of it, but some types just appeal to you in that way.
I was practically drooling on the floor, but too intimated by her beauty to talk to her. I did however ask the lady behind the desk that served her, what her name was, but she didnt know, unfortunately :(
Its just not often you come across someone like that. I should have said something. Guess its one of those things i will regret never doing, until the day i die.
If only one could turn back time...
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Mike is by the way sporting a beard and it suits him very well. It frames his face the best way a beard could. Not all people can pull that look off, but he can. It makes him look thinner too. I have suggested he buy a brown makeup stick, like the one i use in black on my eyes, just to give it more shape.
We went to Næstved Zoo to see their white tiger, its the only one in Scandinavia and my favorite animal in the world. Im even gonna get a tattoo done, of a white tiger at some point.
It didnt dissapoint, it is just a fantastic animal. Simply divine. STUNNING!
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But what really stole our hearts was Tinka, a 4 month old baby tiger. They took her out on a leach while we were there and they let us play with her and oh my God, it was a profound experience. To be that close to a tiger, its something i can only recommend everyone to try.
Its intense. And we got it all on tape and its so going on Facebook once Mike gets it transferred from the cam to the computer. I have to show everybody! Especially my family!
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We spent 4-5 hours in the Zoo and had a marbulous time. He didnt leave until around 10 in the evening so we were together for about 15 hours straight. Its lucky we are such good friends or we would have killed each other. Hehe.
We saw the new Supernatural together too; "In the beginning". The secret about Dean and Sams mother was revealed. Castiel sent Dean back in time, where he met his parents in younger versions, along with his grandfather and Dean set out to change what happened, save his mother from dying in the nursery. Change history, Castiel even told him: "You have to stop it." But he couldnt.
Turns out their mother was a hunter herself, all her family was. Azazel killed her love and the boys father John and Mary made a deal to bring John back, in return she gave Azazel permission to come back 10 years later to get or do "something", we now know that that something was poisioning her and Johns second child, little Sammy with demon blood, to make him the leader of his army.
She didnt have a choice, John was dead. Dean and Sam would never have existed, if she hadnt done what she did. But whats really heartbreaking was the fact that she hated to be a hunter, hated the life. She wanted out. She wanted to run away with John who was totally oblivios to her double life and live a normal life with him. Whats even worse, she didnt want her kids to grow up like hunters, she "couldnt imagine anything worse". That was really hard for Dean to hear knowing her fate and knowing that they (Dean & Sam, even John) were gonna become hunters nomatter what.
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The lesson of it was very clear and dark. Castiel only sent Dean back to teach him that you cant change destiny and what happened to his family was meant to be. He knew all along that Dean couldnt stop it, but Dean had to learn that himself, especially because he carries around all these feelings of resentment towards angels like Castiel and God in general, for what happened. For not helping, for letting it happen.
I suspect Castiel did what he did partly because its important for Dean to let go of the hatred in order for them to work together. Only time will tell if it worked. I dont know.
Castiel also sent him back to show him what Azazel (the yellow eyed demon) did to his brother.
His exact words: "We know what Azazel did to your brother, what we dont know is why. What his endgame is. He went to great lengths to cover that up. Your brother is heading down a dangerous road Dean, and we are not sure where it leads. So stop it...or we will."
EEEEEEEEEEEK! Dean was not at all thrilled to hear that.
The episode ends with Dean heading out to see where his brother went, Castiel told him where to find him, Sammy left early in the episode while Dean was sleeping, got in a car with the demon Ruby and drove away.
Cant wait till next thursday!
Favorite quote from that eppy:
Dean: "Sammy, wherever you are, mom is a babe!"
Hilarious!
~Kia~
<Photo 1> Yes, its over between Susan and me. And yes, i broke it off, but i think she too knew that it wasnt gonna work. Why you may ask? Its simple.
We are in very different places in our lives, the age difference kicked in, she is after all only 19 and im 25. She is younger and wilder, than i am.
Im a bit more mature, i want a more quiet "adult" life (cant believe i just wrote that!). Im really not as boring as i sound. I swear! Its just hard to explain what the problem was. Or actually its not. I had some very specific points, i was unhappy with, in the relationship.
1. Her smoking (once she gets drunk, she starts smoking, and i cant have that! My lungs literally cant regenerate when first the tissue is destroyed, a sickness that runs in my family - i cant be around people that smoke and her friends do).
2. Her drinking ( i dont drink, i think she drinks too much and gets out of control, in MY opinion.)
3. Her hygiene (she doesnt shower every day and im very clean, so its important to me.)
4. Her mental state (she suffers from depression and in the long run, i fear she will drag me down with her, cuz i suffer from depressions as well, from time to time and it really doesnt take much to push me off the edge).
5. Her age (more specific her mental age - there are some things she deals with in a very immature fashion and its not attractive, it puts me off.)
6. The distance (long distance relationships just sucks! I didnt feel like i had a girlfriend, since we never saw each other.)
7. Communication (we didnt really communicate, besides over FB, which is just absurd.)
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So im sorry, but i had no choice. And its not like this was a rushed decision. I had been thinking about it ever since i got home from Jutland. I just didnt know wheater or not i should break it off before or after the Galla. In the end i decided to do it before.
I should have been her date at her school Galla in October, but i thought it would be deceitful to go, knowing full well how i felt. It wouldnt be fair to her to pull of some kind of charade, just because i fear confrontations. So i actually feel good about that.
And she took it well. We have remained friends. I think deep down, she knows im right. That we are not a match at this point in time. Perhaps in 5-10 years time, when im 31 and she is 25, we may be more on the same page, but for now, we're just not.
And its not like i dont care about her. I care a lot. I still love her, i wouldnt have been with her if i didnt and a part of me will always love her. Thats just the facts and i wish her nothing but happiness!
~Kia~
<Photo 1> After 4 months of waiting for the season 4 premiere of Supernatural, i finally got to see it yesterday and one more time today. And it was worth the wait, i was comepletely blown away by this episode!
But lets recap!
So, season 3 left us with the biggest cliffhanger in Supernaturals history. After spending all of season 3, trying to break Deans deal, they tracked down the demon who held the contract, Lillith.
Unfortunately they failed to kill her, she possessed their demon "buddy" Ruby and she sent the hell hounds on Dean, tearing his body to threads, thereby killing him and sending him to hell, where the last we saw of Dean was him screaming in pain for Sam.
Sam was devastated to say the least. And cut to black.
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Season 4 opens with really nasty flashing images of Deans terrified eyes, face covered in blood and screams in the background, as he gasps himself back to life and wakes up in his coffin six feet under. He very conviently have a lighter with him (guess Sammy was thinking ahead) and he manages to break loose of the coffin and crawl out of his grave. The gravesight looks like a bomb went off, all the trees around it is flattened by some unknown force. The cross on his grave just says: "D", something i paid a lot of attention too, cuz for some reason, it seems fitting. But why is his shadow so hunchbacked? Its creepy!
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Lets just say it was one of the best openers ever. Seeing Dean crawl out of his grave like that was fantastic! He seems pretty unharmed though, besides some scrathes and a horse throat, he is himself. The hell hound wounds are all gone.
So he walks to a - what looks like deserted gas station - breaks in and steals water and food and a porn magazine (Busty Asian Beauties - his favorite porn site), haha...Dean is back alright. I enjoyed that a lot. He takes a look in a mirror and discovers a red handprint on his shoulder, like something just grapped him and dragged him out of hell.
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He is confused, but doesnt have time to think more about it, as the tv and radio starts by themselves, a clear sign of a supernatural presence, so he finds salt and tries to secure the windows, as a high pinched sound cripples him and breaks all the glass in the joint.
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So he walks to a pay phone and tries to call Sam first, but his number has been disconnected, then he tries Bobby afterwards, but he hangs up on Dean, not believing its him. So what else can he do than hotwire a truck and show up on Bobby's front porch?
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That does not go well, as Bobby thinks he's a shapeshifter and tries to kill him, they fight each other a bit while Dean is desperately trying to convince Bobby its really him, so he cuts himself with a silver knife proving that he isnt a shapeshifter.
Bobby seems convinced and they hug (Awwwwww!). Then he throws holy water in Deans face, just to be sure, haha...that was one of the funniest things in this episode. I liked Dean spitting out the water being all like: "Im not a demon either, you know...".
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They talk about Sam, Dean shows the handprint to Bobby and says he doesnt remember at thing about what went on the last 4 months in hell. All he remembers is being the hell hounds chewtoy and then waking up in his coffin. They both speculate that Sammy made a deal to bring him back and Bobby tells Dean that he doesnt know where Sam is, that he has cut off relations to everyone and thats why his number was disconnected. Dean is not pleased.
But luckily he knows his baby-brother and what name he would use and gets the phone company to turn on the GPS in Sams phone, telling them that he's Sam and that he lost his cell. They track Sam down to a motel, in the same town where Dean was buried (surprise surprise).
The suspicion grows.
So they show up and a girl opens the door, a pretty dark haired girl in a skimpy outfit, they think they have the wrong room, as Sam isnt exactly known for keeping female company, but then Sam walks out and sees them and Dean has to go through the same song and dance routine as he did with Bobby, as Sam attacks and tries to kill him too. Bobby takes a hold of Sam though, explaining that he already tested Dean and that its really him. Then they hug! (double awwwwwwwwwww!) Extremely touching! The brothers reunited!
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And OMG! Another gay reference! The girl is confused seeing this and asks: "So...are you like...together?" Deans face is priceless. Sam says that they are just brothers and that she should leave, as they say bye at the door, Sam calls her by the wrong name! SAM DOESNT KNOW HER NAME!!!? What!? Thats sooo not Sammy and Dean is surprised by this as well.
They sit, in silence and Dean is staring down his brother, before asking the big question: "So what did it cost?". Sam says he didnt make a deal and at first Dean doesnt believe him telling him not to lie to him. But after Sam insists, saying he tried and tried but no demon would deal with him, Dean eventually believes him. Then Bobby points out that if Sam didnt do this, who did? Who freed Dean from hell? Thats the million dollar question. We will get to that.
The brothers have another touchy feely moment as Sam gives Dean back the necklace he always wore, Sam gave this to Dean as a christmas present when they were kids and Dean never took it off since. You can just tell he is very happy about having it back and thanks Sam, who says he's welcome and asks what he remembers about hell. Dean says nothing, which isnt true as he is having some flashbacks, very short ones. Nothing we can make out though, but they're there. Sam says; "Thank God, that he doesnt remember", and Dean agrees knowing full well that he is lying to his brother.
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Then Bobby says he has a psychic friend who may know who pulled Dean out of the pit, so they go to visit her. There is a funny moment with Dean and his beloved car, Sam has put in an Ipod and Dean is mortified by this, pulling it out and throwing it in the back. It was funny.
In the car on the way to the psychic, Deans asks Sam how he got away and Sam is honest, saying he was immune to Lilliths powers. Then Dean asks about Ruby and wheater or not Sam has been tapping into his own powers while Dean was dead, even though Dean was and still is against it, Sam says Ruby is dead and that he didnt explore his own powers.
She is a spunky one, this psychic Pam, who comes on strongly on both Dean and Sam, and Sam seems game, which again, is weird, cuz its just not Sam to be like that. They have a seance and Pam tries to get a look at what saved Dean, but it burns her eyes out and leaves her blind.
Afterwards Dean and Sam are at a diner, talking about some demons who are in town, that Sam was chasing (thats why he was in this town), he wanna go find them, Dean says no, they should focus on the thing thats after him. He wanna hold a seance to bring it to them, but this time Sam says no. Then the waitress reveals herself as one of the demons, and oh yay, she has all her demon buddies with her too.
First the brothers are rattled being outnumbered like that, until Dean takes a chance with the mouthy demon girl, calling her bluff and slapping her twice. OH MY GOD! Dean bitch slapping a demon, AWESOMENESS! He figured that whatever pulled him out, wants him out and is much stronger than any ordinary demon and so they wont dare touch him. And he was right.
I was more rattled by the look on Sams face, like he wasnt scared at all with very cold eyes and the demon actually seemed directly scared of Sam the whole time, looking at him. I found out why later on.
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They go back to the motel where Dean falls asleep and Sam sneaks out, takes Deans car and drives back to the diner, where he finds the demons dead, their eyes burned out, just like Pams. They have seen the thing that saved Dean and one of them is still alive, the girl.
Back at the motel, Dean is awakened by the high pinched sound again and it shatters all the glass in the room, as Bobby comes to the rescue. Then it stops and Dean calls Sam to see where he is, Sam lies to him, and Dean lies right back.
Dean and Bobby goes to hold the seance without Sam to summon the thing and back at the diner Sam is questioning the demon girl, totally fearless, but gets no answers. So he starts to exercise the demon, WITH HIS MIND! He freaking kills a demon with his mind, no holy water, no latin, just his mind! What the hell!
Sam has been evolving his powers despite of what he told his brother. Nooooo Sam, you promised not to go down that road!!!!!! But i must admit, that power Sam is badass! No wonder the demons are so afraid of him, Sam can send them right back to hell, only using thoughts, he's THAT powerful now. Which is really scary, when we know all the other children who evolved their powers went darkside. And holy crap, Sam has progressed a lot in just 4 months. Could he have done it alone...? Nope!
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In enters the girl from the motel room and law and behold, its RUBY, in another body! She tells Sam he is doing good and they sit at table talking about it all. She asks if he is gonna tell Dean and Sam says he just have to find the right way to say it, knowing that Dean will try and stop him, if he knew. Ruby says they should probably take a break and that she doesnt wanna come between Sam and his brother, even though she isnt exactly in Deans fan club. But Sam doesnt wanna take a break, he wanna keep evolving his powers with Ruby's help.
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Back with Dean and Bobby. They are in a barn, holding their seance and they succeed in summoning something, a man in a suit appears and they try to kill him, first by shooting him and then with the demon killing knife, niether has any effect. Then the man turns to Bobby, touches his head and Bobby falls to the ground, asleep.
Dean ask him who he is and the big secret is revealed. He presents himself as Castiel, "An Angel of the Lord" and admits he pulled Dean from hell. Dean doesnt believe a word he says, that there are no such thing as angels. Castiel says thats exactly Deans problem, that "He has no faith" and reveals his wings to him. Even then Dean is skeptic.
Castiel tells him that the high pinched sound he heard was him speaking in his normal voice, appearently some special people are able to hear and see his true form and he thought Dean would be one of those people, however he was wrong and he apologizes. He also explains that the mere sight of him can be too much for humans - thats why Pam had her eyes burned out, and in all fairness, he did warn her not to do it.
Dean asks why he rescued him and Castiel replies: "Because God commanded it, because we have work for you." Dean is shocked and bam, fade to black, end of episode!
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OMG! It was brill! The whole episode had me glued to the screen from finish to end. Its seems like the show is going in a more biblical direction this season. Angels are something comepletely new in Supernatural, we have never seen them before, Dean has been so sure up until now, that they were just a myth. Sam has had his faith. Now they are here, in flesh and blood, appearently doing Gods will.
I have been waiting for this, we have seen so many evil creatures, but no good ones, i have been longing for a real show down between good and evil, between demons and angels. Now i might get that, if the angels are good, that is, you never know with Supernatural, but im excited. Castiel is btw the angel of thursday, the day Supernatural airs on the CW, ohh clever show, very clever show, lol.
Ohhhh power Sam is back! Oy oy oy, Dean is gonna be pissed when he finds out what his baby-brother has been up too, im pretty sure he will wanna kill Ruby and Sam isnt gonna let him. It seems Ruby and Sam may be an item romantically, why else would she open the door in her underwear. Sam is dating a demon!? Dean is so not gonna have that!
And Sam shouldnt be using his powers at all, there is a very thin line between power Sam and evil Sam. The more powerful he becomes, the more the chance he will turn darkside and that may be exactly what Ruby has been after all along.
And speaking of Ruby, i am not liking the new actress? Why did Katie Cassidy have to go? They cant just switch actresses like that, besides, the new one was nothing like the old one. She had none of the charateristics the old Ruby had, if she was really her, she should be more like the Katie Cassidy version. The old and new version are like day and night. It doesnt seem like the same person at all. They couldnt be more different in appearence either, old Ruby was blond, this new one is the complete opposite. Thats the only thing in this eppy i have a problem with.
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I am liking Castiel a lot! He is charismatic and handsome, ohhh very very handsome. Pretty eyes and when he talks, you listen. They couldnt have found a more perfect actor than him. I hope he isnt gonna be swopping bodies like Ruby, so its a different man we see the next time he finds someone to possess.
There has been a lot of lying in this episode already between Dean and Sam. It worries me. The brothers didnt have secrets from each other before, but now they do. Sam has changed while he was on his own and not for the better, he is colder, more reckless, have powerful abilities thats probably influencing him in a bad way, since those powers comes from the demon blood he was fed as a baby.
Dean is not a demon, as some feared he would return as, im happy they made the choice to bring him back as himself and not as some evil black-eyed demon, which Dean himself feared the most would happen to him. Would have been heartbreaking to see Dean become what he hates the most.
So then i guess this season is gonna be about finding out what happened to Dean in hell and what job God has for him as we slowly watch Sam turn more and more to the darkside, ending up in a season finale with brother against brother. A fight to the death. Thats what i would like to see, evil Sam fighting good Dean. Last man standing wins. Would make a hell of a cliffhanger if they get a season 5, but one lousy ending, if season 4 is the last.
I cant wait untill next thursday!!!! I hope they keep up the high standard!
Gosh, im happy its back!
~Kia~
<Photo 1> Oh my, another night where im comepletely bushed!
Ive been out on my uni-racer today aka my unicycle.
Got it tuned up at the bicycle shop.
Im a unicycle pimper! "Pimp my Bike!", i want such a show! Would make way cool unicycles in different colours and stuff. Could be neat!
Ohhh, one can only dream...
But without our dreams, we are nothing more than mere empty shells, destined for a life without hope...
Ok, clearly its too late in the evening for that kind of philosophical thinking...i will restrain myself...
So, went to the shop, got a new tire and not just any tire, an awesomely strong tire. The one i had before was really bad quality and it was affecting my cycling. Cant have that!
This tire cost me a small fortune, but it was worth every penny. The difference is enormous to say the least. Its more smooth, not as much friction, i dont have to use much strength to pick up speed. Its delightful!
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It did take som adjusting, but i quickly learned to handle it and decided to pay the folks a visit. Thats 4 kilometres each way. Not bad Kia, really not bad. Plus a bit of "playing" when i got there, a short stroll around the hood in the sun. Had a marbulous time and mom and sis thought i rocked.
Katie even tried the uni-racer but she has no talent for it, i think she's too nervous to let go of the safety - it does take some mental strength to be able to let go, especially if your so afraid to fall as she was. But lets face it, you ARE gonna fall eventually, you just have to learn how to fall, so you dont break anything. Appearently i fall with style, cuz ive done some really dangerous things and fallen from pretty high places in my short time on Earth, and i have never broken a single bone in my body.
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And let me tell you something, it may look like a walk in the park, riding a unicycle, but its not. Its not called an extreme sport for nothing. First of all, its fantastic exercise, you're training your whole body: legs by paddling, arms by balancing, back and the rest of your body to keep the balance in place, your brain by all the concentration it reguires.
But thats exactly what i love about it. Its a challenge. Ive never been into those straight forward kinda sports. I need to be challenged, otherwise i loose interest in it veeeeeeery fast.
And then you just look extremely cool when you're riding it and you pass all the "normal" cyclists and they just stare after you, cuz we all know uni-cyclists are way cooler. Booyah!
In other news: Tomorrow afternoon my birds are being picked up, then afterwards i have to stop by Smila's and help her with some computer issues, shouldnt be that hard, i am after all a total geek with computers. Ohh and that Karina girl may be interested in Snowie after all, but she hasnt called yet, so i dont know if she's serious about it.
Thats all for now. Im tired and will go to bed.
Nighty night!
~Kia~
<Photo 1> Its been a while, i admit it.
Since my last update.
But i have a really really REALLY good excuse.
You ready for this?
I've been with my babe!
Yeah, thats right, these two dykes FINALLY got to hold each other again! After nearly a month apart, but thats long distance for ya! It cant be helped. And thats the way the cookie crumbles... (cookies mmmm)...if that was my cookie, i wouldnt crumble at all, i would eat it all! Im greedy like that xD
Anyway, i arrived on her side of the world after 5 long hours on the train last wedensday. You never realise just exactly how far away she really is, until you travel the distance yourself.
Looooooooooooong trip, yawn.
My ass was so numb afterwards, that i could barely stand up when i had to get off.
And before you say it, no...i dont walk around, i would rather sit on my butt the whole time, be it busses, trains, boats or planes. And i dont like public restrooms either. So i bet you can imagine just how "well" that phobia and this trip blended together...they didnt...
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But hey, its all worth it, just too see and kiss my babe again! Am i being too mushy now? So be it, it was wonderful. And she liked my new hair! Thought i was really hot! Yays! I feel hot!
Oh thats right, i forgot to tell you about that...actually i couldnt since i did it last wedensday before the trip, so i didnt have time for an update then.
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Anyways, i coloured it, in red and black stribes. Mike helped and he got his coloured too, blond lol! Actually i had to go blond as well, before i could colour it, cuz of my natural dark brown hair. The new colour just doesnt take unless you suck all the brown out of it first. And i know its bad for the hair, but its the only way. I like to change appearance often. Its kinda my thing.
So, what ya think? Who likes it?
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My time with Suzy went all too quickly. I came home last sunday, so it was only 4 days. But i got to meet her family, i think they accepted me and i especially liked her dad a lot. Gert and i just clicked in a way her mother and i didnt. But people are different, so thats to be expected.
Now i have to wait until october, when im gonna be her date, at the galla, at her school. And i found my outfit finally, was really panicked about it, cuz i dont wanna wear a dress, and i dont own a suit, but luckily Suzy has a suit that i tried on and it was ok. The jacket was a bit small, but nothing major. It will work. Its a standard black n white suit and i got a black tie to go with it, so its gonna be great. Suzy is wearing a dress, wouldnt have expected anything different, since she's the more girly one.
Otherwise, i lost my beloved sunglasses on one of the busses! So i had to buy new ones, so my coolness could be restored. LOL! I bought 2 pairs actually, one is more Matrix meets Terminator, all dark black and the others are more light and for more "pretty" wear.
You digg my new shades?
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A couple more things...
Suzy is getting a kitty! A little black female kitten, 4 months old. We went to see it while i was there, and there was just no question, that this was the one. Sooooo cute! It was just so playful and full of energy and not too timid, i sensed a nice personality in the little furball.
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She is gonna name it Shadow, i really like that name, im into the S names, got a cat named Saba and a ferret named Snowie. And a girlfriend named Susan. Hehe. Its all about the S! LOL!
And speaking of Saba, i picked her up from Mikes place yesterday and she was sooo happy to see me, practically jumped in my arms as soon as i walked in the door. And the feeling was mutual. I just love that animal more than life itself. And she loves me too, she's been clinging to me ever since we got home, i feel the love!
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Then i got some piercings too. But only in my ear, got 2 in the upper right ear and again 1 more in the lower left ear, after i got home yesterday. That brings my number of piercings up to a total of 6. One in my eyebrow and 5 in my ears. And i like em!
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My parents didnt - tell it to someone who gives as shit, its my body, i can do what i want to it, that includes piercings, tattoos and colouring my hair...and no, they didnt like the hair either, but then again, i never expected them too...i know my folks...after all...
I think that about covers all i had to say...
Cheerios!
~Kia~
Ps. Just have to mention the kid i met today, who told me my style in clothes was "so cool"! I think he was about 14, i thanked him, made me feel goooooood, after all the crap i usually get from people in regards to my style, it was a nice change. So thank you little kiddo! Its much appreciated!
<Photo 1> Well, im back after a long forced break.
My pc crashed, the new one has Vista and i had a hell of a time getting it to install Sony Vegas Pro.
I swear to God, im starting to think that the Linux fanatics may be on to something.
Anyway, so this is nothing fancy, just a simple vid with the boys, to get back in the game.
You can view it here: You can call me Al!
Its also uploaded under my videos on facebook.
I picked a favorite tune of mine; "You can call me Al", by Paul Simon. I know its not the normal "dark and weary" Supernatural soundtrack, but hey, i've always been a sucker for the classics, so bear with me.
I used a couple small effects, nothing too flashy, as i said, this was only made to kinda re-discover Vegas, since its been quite a while since i used it, but seems like i still have the basic skills down. Hallelujah!
Comment and rate, if you like :)
~Kia~
