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I hate looking at the homework due tomorrow and realizing I have an outline due. True, it's better than realizing I have a paper due. Glad I figured it out now and not then.

I'm also thinking that once summer hits this blog is getting a little makeover.

I just wish I was famous so badly. Mostly because there are some celebrities I really want to be friends with. Shallow? Perhaps. But mostly not. Because I just think Josh Hutcherson and Jennifer Lawrence are both hilarious and awesome. And it'd be cool to be friends with them.

Also my brother has this friend (who, consequently I know too. Maybe not like hang-out-on-the-weekends-friends but definitely watch-so-you-think-you-can-dance-together-and-stalk-each-other-on-facebook-and-twitter-friends). Anyway, she's super cool. And I really want to be her best friend. We'll see.

Coming soon: a reflection of this semester. Which has been an interesting one.

Going to see Hunger Games again on Friday and I can't wait again.

Current artist I've been listening to a lot: Jonsi. Look 'im up. It's kinda weird at first, but oh so wonderful. I love his music.

could be sleeping

Went the the Hunger Games premiere last night, like a boss.

We waited in line for quite some time and if I do say so myself it was worth it. I was so immensely satisfied. Especially by the acting. You worry that with a big franchise like this they might not cast things right, but everyone was perfect. I was beyond impressed. My only disappointment? Myself.

I do this really bad thing where I build stuff up in my head so much. And then when it's still incredibly good and well-done, it doesn't meet those expectations. Because they're ALWAYS unrealistic. Always. As in, there's probably no way I could have been more satisfied than I am, and I still have this little ache of disappointment. But, you know, it's okay. It's my own fault, really. I know I do this all the time, but I had forgotten because it had been a while since I had been excited enough for a movie to set such high expectations. Now I remember that I used to walk into every movie with low expectations, and they would be exceeded every time, without fail. So I'll remember that from now on.

Still, I loved the move. Let me make sure you understand - I wasn't like, "OH MY GOSH I'M GONNA DIE THAT WAS SO OVERWHELMING." But I WAS like, "OH. My goodness. So good. SOOO good. Incredible!"

Yeah?

Okay.

Anyway. Whenever I go see movies that compel me like this, it makes me want to be in the film industry. Really really bad.

When I was little, I would make my Christmas lists like this:

-clothes

-candy

-blah blah movie

-blah blah board game

-AGENT

Because I wanted to act in movies. Isn't that a funny story? Wasn't I such a strange child? Yes, I was.

But I gotta tell you, when I go to certain movies, that feeling always returns when they finish. And I sit in the theater after and just say "Why, Mom and Dad? WHY?!" in my head. But most of the time I know that it wouldn't have been a good thing and I'm really grateful I'm not in Hollywood and I probably wouldn't have gotten there anyway.

Nowadays I just feel more like I want to direct or write screenplay. Wouldn't that be cool?

I'm seriously considering it.

Anyway. Pretty tired. I could be taking a nap right now, but I have opted out to waste time online for a bit, since it's rather cathartic and always a nice way to start my weekend.

Hope yours is lovely! And go see the movie if you haven't.

Some of them

Here are a few scattered thoughts that have been on my mind lately:

1. Why is it so popular to be cynical? I hate that people can't just admit that things are good. They can't accept the fact that they're lucky. And even if there's a lot of hatred and hardship and terrible things happening in the world, it's okay to celebrate what you have, as long as you remain humble about it. The problem comes when you start paying the people that are suffering no mind just because you're well off. Just because I'm happy doesn't mean I don't recognize hardships. Smiling is good. And I truly believe mankind is meant to have joy. So cheer up, folks.

2. Kony 2012. I know there's been a great deal of criticism about this whole deal, and I have my own thoughts (which I'm not going to share with all of you). I will say this, however - people that are complaining about money being spent on publicity and film-making and the emphasis being on Kony - it's working, right? This idea is just crazy backwards enough to work. Calm down.

3. Hunger Games. Oh my gosh, guys. I'm so excited. 2 weeks from tonight, I'll be lining up for a midnight showing with literally 20 other girls from my hall. It will be a party. Occasionally I think about the things that I have to do before the movie comes out and it freaks me out. Because I'm thinking "It's so close!" and then I realize I have tests and papers due before then.

4. I really have a problem with smiling. Not that I smile too much, or that I hate people that smile, but for some reason my face really struggles to smile in many instances. Mostly when I'm out walking on campus or in any public place, really. My face sits in this really unfortunate expression when I don't consciously think about it (usually people are concerned and think something is wrong, and usually nothing is). The hard part is that even though I recognize this, and try to change it, my face struggles moving its muscles up. I'm like, "Self, next person you make eye contact with you have to smile at, ok?" And self is like, "Yeah! We've got this." And then I make eye contact and my face stays the same and they look away before I can actually move the corners of my mouth. And I'm like, "Seeellllf!!" And Self is like, "I know, I know. We'll try harder next time."

5. My roommate. I'm really really grateful for her, guys. She's pretty much the best roommate ever. Not because we're best friends or have the same tastes or interested in the same things or do everything together. No, it's better. We're different, and we get along great. We can sit in silence for hours without it being bothersome, we understand each other's personal space and boundaries, and can usually sense when the other needs some alone time. But we can also stay up until 2 or 3 in the morning just talking about life, and we can laugh really hard because honestly, we're two really hilarious people. And she's okay with the fact that I sometimes talk in my sleep and occasionally sleepwalk, and I'm okay with the fact that she listens to country music and... umm... you know, I can't really think of anything annoying that she does (isn't that great?). Also, we have the same level of cleanliness, which is absolutely superb for our sanity.

6. Divine Comedy is so funny, guys. If you don't know, they're the comedy sketch group for BYU. I went and saw their free tech show last night with some friends and was dying of laughter. Also, it is totally my goal to be on the team one day. I know, it's pretty lofty. But I LOVE that kind of thing, and somehow I just feel like it would totally fit me. I've made the decision not to do theatre anymore, and I'm really happy with that decision, but I still miss performing. And especially making people laugh. I think that's one of my favorite things in life, really - to make people laugh. It gives me such a great reward. I try to do it, and heaven knows I often don't succeed and usually just embarrass myself, but then I get awkward and as a last resort that makes people laugh, my awkwardness. I'm trying out next year.

7. Spring Fever. I've got it, people. I've got it bad.