Dumb Blonde

If you have known me for a while some of you would have noticed that I used to be a blonde. I at one point when dinosaurs ruled the earth, I was naturally blonde before anybody asks and I actually used to have curly hair as well. But every once in a while I had met someone and they saw my blonde hair and instantly judges my personality just based on the color of my hair. I've done my research and I have found out that the dumb blonde stereotype started with a woman called Rosalie Dathae.

She was a french courtesan who had a reputation of taking really long pauses before she spoke, making her look not only stupid but literately dumb as in mute. She could also be where the slutty/bimbo stereotype came from for blondes because she was a courtesan and she used to paint while nude. But I don't want to place too much blame on her because I don't think that's fair.

Like I said, I've done my research and it's been scientifically tested and proven that your hair color has no effect on your personality or intelligence whatsoever. This includes gingers.So all that about blondes being dumb and brunettes being boring and redheads being fiery? it's all crap. When one person is a little bit stupid and they're also blonde They aren't stupid because they're blonde, they just happen to have those two traits. But as soon as people notice someone who's dumb and blonde oh well it must be true!

And everyone that they meet from that moment on that's blonde? They put them into the dumb blonde category. Whether it's true or not. I did like being blonde when I was, and now I enjoy being ginger. There's not particular reason why I like it, it's what I've been given and it's what I have. So I'll just make the most of it. The only reason I bring this up is because I saw this shampoo the other day that makes your hair blonde and I just thought hair, and being blonde, and the judgements that come along with it. Now I'm not the brightest crayon in the box but I definitely know that I'm not dumb. Or fiery. And I was just hoping that I was some sort of proof that those judgements are misconceptions and they aren't actually true. Just proof that all blondes aren't ridiculously stupid and we aren't all supermodel types, and we just... we basically aren't all Paris Hilton.

Are You Scared?

I've just spent most of my morning on a website called phobialist.com. It's just someone who's collecting names and types of phobias and they've put them all on this one website, and some of them are just bizarre! So I thought I would give you a rundown of some of my favorites.

You definitely don't want to go someone with ablutophobia. That's someone with a fear of washing and bathing, so they're really going to stink.

Barophobia: it's a fear of gravity. How? How is that even possible?

Clinophobia: it's a fear of going to bed. How do you develop that fear?

This one just confuses me. Euphobia: it's a fear of hearing good news. It's good! It's good news! if it was a fear of bad news I could understand it. But if you're being given good news how can you be scared of that?

'You've just won the lottery!' "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" yep. There's a phobia of that.

Dromophobia: that's a fear of crossing the street. how do they ever get anywhere?

Hexakosioihexekontahexaphopia: this is a fear of the number 666. I never want to be scared of that number just so I don't have to say that word again.

Linonophobia: it's a fear of string....

Ophthalmaphobia: fear of being stared at. So if anyboday has that and they're reading this post: O.O

The next two make me really sad when I read them.
Philemaphobia: it's a fear of kissing. and philophobia is a fear of being in love. ............it's really sad.

Now the last two are phobias that I have.
The first one is Globophobia and it's a fear of balloons. yeah....
and the other one is telephonophobia and that's a fear of telephones. I'm not, strictly speaking, afraid of telephones, I'm scared of picking up the telephone. I'm really terrible at telephone conversations.

So yeah, if you have any weird phobias or you know of any phobias with great names, let me know because I find it very interesting.

I'll leave you with my favorite phobia that i found:
Arachibutyrophobia: it's a fear of having peanut butter stuck to the roof of your mouth. That's really specific. Just don't eat it!

Mamihlapintapai

Recently I have come across this word that has become my favorite word of all time. There is so much awesome in this one word that I can barely pronounce it, but I’m going to try because I have to tell you what it is. Mamihlapintapai. It’s not even the word itself that is the awesome part, it’s the definition it’s so cute! It means a look that’s shared between two people that both want something to happen between the two of them but are both too scared to initiate the first move. How sweet is that?

But this got me thinking, there are some seriously awesome words in our language that we never use anymore and are sorta being forgotten about because they’re either too long or too complicated to go into everyday sentences. So, I’ve selected a few of my personal favorites and I dare you – no I’m going to do better than that. I double dog dare you just to try and slip these into everyday conversations.

Booboisie – this means stupid people as a group.

Nudnik (Noodnik) – this is an annoying or irritating person.

Starrify – this just means to decorate with stars. How cute that there is actually a word for that?

Squiriferous – this means having the qualities of a gentleman.

Diffibulate – it just means to unbutton or unbuckle.

Jobler – it’s just someone who does small jobs like a handyman.

Vampirachy – this is a government, usually like a king or a queen that are comparable to vampires.

Redamancy – this is the act of loving someone in return. (awww :3)

Snollygoster – this is a shrewd or unprincipled person.

Slimikin – this just means small or slender. 

Tortiloquy – a dishonest speech. 

This next one is my favorite just because I can’t believe that there’s a word for this:

Epalpebrate – this means lacking eyebrows! Why is there a word for that?

So there’s some words I bet you didn’t know before. So yeah, give it a go putting those into everyday conversations and see what happens. For example, you could tell your little brother or sister to go away and stop being a nudnik. Or at the end of the day you could diffibulate your coat. You could go up to a gentleman and tell him that he’s squiriferous. You could use a tortioquy on your teachers to tell them why you didn’t do your homework when really you were reading my blog… or more unlikely, but still kind of possible you could have been an explosion that blew off your eyebrows and now you can tell everyone that you’re epalperbrate.

Every horror movie. Ever.

I went to see the woman in black the other day, alone. How brave am I? but great movie, like really really good. Almost peed my pant that’s how good it was. But when I was watching the movie there was one part that really, really bugged me. 

Now I’m not going to say spoiler alert because this happens in every single horror movie. Ever. So Daniel Radcliffe is sitting in this house, and he knows for a fact that he is alone. The woman who owned this house is dead, she’s been dead for like 20 years. There’s nobody living in the house, it’s just him. So he’s sitting there in the study doing some work and he hears this noise coming from upstairs. It’s sort of this BA BOOM. CREAAAAK. BA BOOM. CREEEAAAK.

It definitely sounds like there’s somebody upstairs. Now if that was me, and I was downstairs in my house and I heard that noise coming from upstairs, I would be out my door like a shot. I would be like a cartoon, there would be a dust cloud of where I used to be because I moved that quickly. I’d be calling the police, I’d be calling family members to get them to come and help me. There’s no way I would hang around to find out what it was.

But that’s not what happens is it? The character is never sensible enough to say “I can hear a noise upstairs. I’m just going to leave.” In every horror movie when that situation occurs, they always do one of two things.

First, they’ll call out ‘Hello?’ as if the murderer, or serial killer, or ghost or whatever the movie’s about is going to shout back; “oh sorry love I was up here behind your curtains. I was just going to murder you, but no rush, come up when you’re ready, it’s fine.”

If you know that you’re alone, why do you expect anybody to shout back at you in the first place? And if there is somebody upstairs waiting to kill you, they’re not going to shout back!

The second thing that they do, is they go and find out what it is! WHY? Why would you go? If you hear a scary noise you don’t go and find the source of it! You leave!

At least give the stupid characters a sensible friend who says, “I don’t think that we should go find out what that noise is.” Because then it gives the movie some credibility and you could argue that at least someone was in favor of not being stupid.

The Hunger Games Review

So this evening I went and saw the hunger games with my younger brother who is thirteen. I had gotten the book almost a month ago from my boyfriend as an anniversary gift and only finished reading it about 2 days ago.

It was an absolutely fantastic book and I loved it so much. if you haven't read it yet you really need to. NOW. I am not going to say spoiler alert for this next part because I feel like to be interested in the series you should have read the book or at least seen the movie. if you haven't done so.... Why are you here?

Ok, so to start off with, the casting. I liked this Jenifer Lawrence who played Katniss from when I first saw her, but I didn't think that she would be quite gruff or forceful enough to pull off the character of Katniss. Boy was I wrong. The character was played out brilliantly, she was heroic when she needed to be, motherly, and snarky. All in all Katniss was cast brilliantly.

Now Peeta I was sure was a terrible casting. He, in my opinion just looked helpless and honestly a little bit dumb. Now Josh Hutcherson is not a bad looking guy, but for some reason in this movie he just seemed very unattractive to me, and I feel like that's mostly in fault of his stylists. But after watching a few scenes with Peeta and Katniss and the other tributes, I knew I had been wrong. He played the part of Peeta very well. And I have to say, the filmmakers must not have liked him very much because there were several unflattering shots of him, especially in the cave with Katniss.

Now I could write 7 pages about what I felt about Casting but I'll just skim over some of the characters quickly. President White I felt wasn't bad enough, he just reminded me of Santa Claus the whole time, he needed to be more mean looking and acting. Whoever played his right hand man had a magnificent beard. Rue was so adorable. She was cast brilliantly and was such a great actress. I cried a little when she died. The Carreers were terrifying in themselves, not because of their stature, but at the way they all played off killing the other tributes. It was terrifying watching them kill other teenagers and having a good time. Haymitch was just perfect. and I absolutely adored the actor who played Cinna. I want him to my teddy bear.

Now I'll briefly comment on the sets and costumes. District 12 was fantastically done. I felt depressed and hopeless just by looking at it. I also really loved the costumes for district 12, 11, and 10. The districts really represented themselves through their 1960esque fashion. I felt everything about these districts represented poverty in themselves. The other districts, especially the capitol, had brilliantly colorful, interesting, and futuresque costumes. I feel like the costumes were very good analogies for the two very different ways of lifestyles these two districts had. I also absolutely loved the makeup in this movie. I'm sick of porcelain looking dolls plastered on the screen. The makeup done for all the tributes was very natural and helped them retain their innocence. You could see freckles and imperfections without them being caked in powder.

Now when a movie is made from a book they usually take a few liberties and alter a few things from the book, this movie is no exception, but they were very careful with what they added to the movie. One of the main things that bothered me that was altered from the book was the way the Mockingjay pin was given to Katniss. Katniss in the book received it from the mayor's daughter, which later they use this to expand their relationship in the series. In the movie, Katniss takes it from the Hob and gives it to Prim. Prim then gives it to Katniss after the reaping. Cinna then 'sneaks' it on her clothes so she can wear it in the arena. In the book Haymitch talked the judges into letting her take it in. Another was the hounds that were sent into the arena in the end. These hounds were supposed to resemble the tributes that were killed earlier in the games. I was very upset when the hounds were simply sent in and had nothing to do with the story other than making Peeta and Katniss run. There were two things that they added to the story that I absolutely loved. After Rue died it showed district 11 saluting Katniss and then rioting, which I loved. I love rebellion :3. The other addition that I loved was Cato's few simple lines that he said at the end; "killing is all I know how to do." Those few simple lines brought so much character depth and made you feel pity for him.

The one mistake they made in this movie was how much they brought out the romance. Yest there was a romance between Peeta and Katniss, but as soon as they lip locked they bring Gale into the picture. It shows him a little hurt as he watches it televised on TV, then later shows him looking jealously at Peeta. Now, what makes this story great is that it has a storyline apart from the romance. Ever since Stephanie Meyer, idiot author of the Twilight series, brought her fans over from her series, I've heard that everything's been going downhill from there. The whole 'team Peeta' 'team Gale' thing could bring this whole series to it's knees.

The biggest mistake of this film though I felt was at the very end. In the book Katniss confesses to Peeta that she's not actually in love with him. She only did it to help both of them in the Hunger Games. This was never even brought up in the movie, and since the next book deals a lot with this idea I'm confused how their going to do this. I also felt the ending was very, very, very rushed. it was all of one minute from when they were crowned to the credit reel. Another thing they failed to do was bring character depth to Rue and Peeta. Katniss spent a lot of time with both of them in the arena, and although most people would have not sat through a four hour movie where there were many meaningful character building dialogues. The thing I was most upset that they didn't put in the movie is so stupid. It was the moment Katniss jumped down from the tree after being betrayed by Peeta, (again) when he joins the careers. In the book she sent a smile to the cameras saying "let them figure out what that means". In this moment I fell absolutely in love with her character, I feel like that moment has a lot to do with her and her personality.

Now the violence in the series is part of what brings so much horror and intensity to the story. I feel it is necessary in the movie that it is brutal and hard to watch, and they definitely did not disappoint. The violence was not overpowering and there was not an overabundance of blood and gore, but there was some involved. The two most violent scenes in my opinion were the beginning cornucopia scene and the ending fight with Peeta, Katniss and Cato. The only significant blood or gore in the movie was when Katniss got burned, Peeta was cut, and Cato was close to death. The scenes were not done up with fancy tear jerking John Williams. No, the first cornucopia scene has a silence to it, with a low pitched buzzing sound, which I think brought out the raw horror of the scene that unfolded before you. Teenager killing teenager. The two times the audience responded most to the film was when the boy who set up the mines had his neck broken, and when Rue got speared. When Cato killed the mine boy there was a collective gasp in the audience, and I couldn't help but cringe. When Rue died at least 15 people in the theater cried, and I have to admit I shed a tear or two. 


All in all this was an absolutely fantastic movie, it brings out what, in my opinion, could actually happen if our government went crazy. Well, more crazy then they already are. It followed the book very closely, and actually was one of the best movie adaptations of a book I've ever seen. 


May the odds be ever in your favor.

Moments

I have this thing about moments. I document everything, in pictures, videos, drawings, and writing. When something happens to me that I just step back and say… wow. I need to make sure that I never forget it.

So the other day I went through my collection of documentation, and picked out my favorites. The ones that captured the amazing moments of my life. And I got them all put together in a dvd video. 

So now when things aren’t quite going my way and my moments aren’t so great, all my favorite moments from over the years are one click away on my computer, for me to look at and remember things haven’t always been this bad. Therefore they won’t always be this bad.

romantic advice for idiots

So I feel like I’ve been living in a book or a movie for the past two or so months. I don’t know whether I changed at all, or whether 2012 just brought upon it a new wave of guys who are ridiculously confident. Some really great romantic things have happened to me in the past few months that have never ever happened before, and not only had they not happened before I didn’t think they were possible. I didn’t think that there were people out there who actually did stuff like this. I didn’t think that there were actually guys who took notes from romantic movies, and then did them and applied them to their lives, I mean that’s awesome!

Then again when something great happens in life there has to be something that counteracts it, the balance needs to be restored because that’s just the way the world works apparently. For instance I was walking around the other day and a guy wolf whistles at me. Now usually, I say usually but I don’t get wolf whistles very often. But when it does happen, usually it’s a group of drunken or cocky boys that are just having a bit of banter or trying to impress their friends, and this is really easy to ignore because they are just being silly. Or maybe it’s like a builder or a workman who’s up high on a roof so you can’t really see him. You kind of hear it, and then just assume it’s meant for someone else.

But this was different, this guy was walking towards me and I was looking down, and he waited until I looked up so I would see him, and then he wolf whistled at me. But he didn’t just wolf whistle; he did it super creepily…

What did he expect from that? What did he expect me to do? Was I supposed to just jump into his arms and say; ‘take me to your place’?

The wolf whistle, it’s not an attractive noise that makes women swoon as soon as they hear it. It’s become pretty tacky over the years, and I don’t know why guys still do it. If you’re a guy that’s reading this post and you’re into the whole wolf whistling thing… cut it out. If you see a girl that’s good looking, go up to her and tell her she’s beautiful or pretty. Don’t call her hot or sexy; tell her that she’s beautiful. There’s a big difference between those words to us.

So yeah it is great to know that there are hopeless romantics out there like me that are willing to sort of put themselves out there, and put themselves on the line, and be at risk or being ridiculed or cringed at, just in the hope that they’ll find someone like me that responds positively to it. And it’s nice to know that stuff that you see in books and movies can actually happen.

But then again it’s just horrible to know that it works the other way as well and there are guys that think the way to get a girl’s attention is to whistle at them like a dog.

Jordan's Confessional

Since I’m super bored and have nothing to do at the moment I thought I’d let everyone know me a little better. So here are some Jordan confessions.

I hate balloons.
I really don’t like spiders.
I fall in love pretty quickly.
I leave notes for strangers whenever I travel somewhere, just to brighten their day.
I get really terrible stage fright so it’s good that my life doesn’t depend on it.
I hold grudges for a really long time.
If you can make me laugh you have more chance with me than any prince charming that’s out there.
I change my mind a lot, but once my mind is set on one thing, that’s it.
If my whole body’s under the blanket than the monsters can’t get me.
I have conversations with people in my head that I’d like to have with them in real life.
I talk to myself. A lot.
I have to walk with the same foot with the person I’m walking next to. Both left, right, left, right.
I have to walk up the stairs two at a time.
I hate it when people actually say LOL. If it’s funny, just laugh.
I enjoy spending time alone.
I don’t really know how to take face to face compliments or accept presents.
I have really small ears.
I have a massive sweet tooth.
I have mostly male friends. I don’t know why I just tend to get guys better than girls.
I don’t really think I’m particularly pretty, but then again I don’t think I’m particularly ugly either I’m just think I’m somewhere nicely in the middle.
I absolutely love writing letters.
I’d probably be happy if I was thin, but I’d be way happier eating a cake.
I let things get to me even though I say that I don’t.
I usually happiest when I’m in a relationship because I like feeling like part of a team.
And last but not least, I love hugs.

Queen of Procrastination

I am without a doubt the biggest procrastinator in the world. If there’s something I should be doing, chances are I probably won’t be doing it. I will always find something lower on my list of priorities to bimble about doing for an hour.

Or five.

Whether I have some writing to do, some homework, or some replying to emails.. I will usually end up doing this…
Disclaimer: this is not a reconstruction. These are real live events that actually happened.

ME: tumblr tumblr tumblr tumblr tumblr tumblr tumblr…
Laying on my bed and singing my favorite songs. Very loudly.
*standing at a bookshelf* me: I’m going to read…. These ones *walks off with 14 books*
Me: facebook facebook facebook facebook facebook facebook facebook facebook facebook….
*watching a movie* me: no don’t kiss him. don’t kiss him. Don’t Kiss Him. DON’T KISS JAKE YOU’RE IN LOVE WITH EDWARD! Ah.. she kissed him.
Dancing around my room with no music playing
Dancing around my room with music playing
ME: TWITTER TWITTER TWITTER TWITTER TWITTER TWITTER TWITTER TWITTER TWITTER TWITTER…
*eating popcorn with my teddy bear* me: one for me. And one.. for me.
Staring blankly at absolutely NOTHING. Me: I should really do something.
Sleep.

And I will do all of those things until it gets to about 8 PM and then I panic because I haven’t done any of the things that I should have done. And you might think that I’d learn from the day before but I will just get up and do exactly the same thing again the next day. But every now and then eventually I have a reality check. One of the main goals in life is to write a book and have it published. But in order for that to actually happen I’m going to have to finish a book. So that’s when I make myself a cup of very caffeinated tea and sit down on my bed and work on it. I’ll be in my bed for about 2 hours working on it with like… smoke coming off the keyboard.

Wanna hear something ironic? I said to myself “I’m going to go write on my book!”
Then I ended up writing this.