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Yesterday, I found this description of my favourite ever fictional character, and I thought I'd share it.


Spoiled, Brenda-Walsh-boyfriend-stealing, addict-mother-having, torn-between-Brandon-and-Dylan-being, fire-surviving, cult-joining, coke-habit-having, rehab-acing, stalker-having, Valerie-hating, gunshot-surviving, Jessica-Alba-baby-wanting, failed-wedding-having, rape-surviving, murder-committing, Dylan-soulmate-enjoying Kelly Taylor. I love her.

See that?
Now THAT is a good character.
and they even forgot to mention the eating disorder!

Hmmm, I thought I had more to say than that.
Obviously not.
I'll go watch a movie now (:

Kelly Taylor; yup, still hot.

Tweet, freaking tweet

Hey guys, I'm back :]

from, well, being here, but not blogging.

And I feel the need to discuss TWITTER!
For those of you who don't know, Twitter is basically, a website that is similar to the idea of a Facebook status.

You just, write what you're doing, thinking, or whatever.
It's stupid.

So why is it so addictive?

It's getting to the point where everyone has a Twitter. There are official Twitters for 10 Downing Street, Barack Obama, Jesus...
okay, I made that last one up, but you get the point.

I don't know if it's the opportunity to see Perez Hilton's every thought, or the notion that Tina Fey might care what I'm doing that keeps me hooked, but I am. I update frequently, even via text. It's becoming a serious issue.

The celebs are hooked too, as proved by the reports that Jennifer Aniston dumped John Mayer, because of his Twitter obsession. I worry about the world if the guy that's dating Jen Aniston would rather be updating his Twitter!

Ughh, anyway. I should be working, but I'm not. Instead I'm eating an Easter Egg, listening to Garbage, blogging, and Twittering!

Bye!

I felt the need to write this...

For a few days now, I have been silently pondering the death of Natasha Richardson.

I remember when I was six years old, and The Parent Trap was released. I remember that I liked Hallie and Annie, I liked their dad, the butler, the nanny, the grandpa, but I LOVED their mother, Elizabeth. She was so elegant and beautiful, and had a knockout smile. Little six year old me found out the name of this woman, and decided she wanted to see everything Natasha had ever been in. I did see some, but of course, at six years old, some of her films weren't quite suitable, and I gave up. Until I saw Maid In Manhattan, and very excitedly told my mother that "IT'S NATASHA!!" She told me to be quiet, and when I got home, I googled Natasha Richardson. However, once again (as I so often tend to do), I moved on. I saw her again in Wild Child last year, and got quite excited that she was back in my head, but again, it didn't last.

That was, until Wednesday, when I was walking through the supermarket, and saw on the front of a newspaper, "Neeson's wife in critical condition after ski fall." I can't even describe how I felt in that moment, all I remember is I prayed (which is not something I do, ever), and repeatedly told my mother how I hoped she'd be okay. But the next morning, when my mum came into my room and said "bad news", I knew that she had died.

I had no connection to her, I didn't know her, and I never met her. I can't even say I've seen that many of her films or performances, but I feel so deeply saddened by this. She was so young, and it is such a tragic and sudden loss. I think the reason I have been so affected is that the thought of somebody being there one day, and gone the next, is terrifying.

She was beautiful, talented, and sweet. Her smile glowed off the screen, and she had an energy you could feel as you watched her. As many people are saying, "she was the greatest actress of her generation". That is not something I would argue with.

Natasha Jane Richardson

11th May 1963 - 18th March 2009
Rest In Peace.

This, is why she's my hero.

You can now catch the wonderful Lena Headey in one of the best FunnyOrDie videos I've seen in a long time!

This is my reason for loving her, she's an amazing actress and yet she loves doing this kind of ridiculous thing!

You can see the video below.

"Mercy Corps accept all donations, except old people or dead people. And if we give you a sack of grain, you should keep it"

Lena Headey Wants to Make a Donation - watch more funny videos

OH IT'S OOOOON!

short one, kind of pointless but here's the thing...

I'm sick of my favourite shows being ruined with stupid storylines, but I'm mad about re-makes!

So here's the deal;

• keep your office re-make, I guess it's not too bad
• get away from Life On Mars
• cancel Dancing With The Stars
• DO NOT RE-MAKE SPACED, OR I WILL KILL

that's all, thank you

Join to fight against a US remake of 'Spaced'!

Tocophobic and Proud!

Tocophobia: fear of pregnancy and/or childbirth.

Yes, it sounds silly, but it's a genuine fear, and it's a fear I suffer from.
I'm not scared of childbirth, I fear pregnancy. I fear pregnant women. I fear the bump more than anything else.
I don't like looking at somebody who is pregnant, and seeing the bump, and knowing that there's a human being growing inside them.

However, the point of this blog is that people make a huge fuss about pregnancy, about how it's so wonderful and beautiful. It's not beautiful, it's icky. That may be a childish (non)word, but it's the only way to describe it.

And here's the thing, people treat pregnant women like retards. They don't let them do anything for themselves! And why is it okay for randomers to touch your stomach when you're pregnant. Oh wait, it's not. It's messed up.

A friend of mine is pregnant, and I'm very happy for her, I truly am (she lives in the US, and I don't have to see the bump, ever, so it's cool.) And I, of course, would be happy for anyone I knew if they were expecting, granted they were happy about it of course. But I'd still think it was disgusting.

Want the strongest contraceptive ever? Watch 'The Children'. That'll stop you reproducing!



P.S. - Either childbirth is a miracle, or miracles are rare. It can't work both ways!

Out with the old...

So 2008 is over! It's been over for nearly four hours now, and I don't feel any different.

It's been an interesting year for me, I've seen some people go, and I've welcomed new people.
I've made lots of mistakes, and I can't honestly say I've done enough good to counteract them.

However, I kept my New Year's Resolution, and have been meat-free for 364 days. Can't say I felt any better about myself for it, so I'm going back to meat. It was always a year deal anyway.

This year, I'm not doing 'resolutions' as such, more... challenges.
Here we go;

• get more of a life, less obsessing.
• take people's help when offered
• get at least one decent picture with everyone I love
• get good grades!
• change my image, to how I actually want it
• try new things
• be a little more confident
• try not to mess up anymore decent friendships

What are your resolutions (if any) and why?