I had every intention of beginning this blog today. That is, until I became addicted to The Kyle Baxter Project and the 419 Eater.  So, as my idol, Scarlett O’Hara Hamilton Kennedy Butler says, “… tomorrow is another day.”

I can't think about that right now. If I do, I'll go crazy. I'll think about that tomorrow.

Nome Completo: Scarlett Johansson

Data de Nascimento: 22 de novembro de 1984

Cidade Natal: Nova York, Nova York, EUA

Altura: 1,63m (assim q eu gosto )

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If you asked me how i would like my childhood to have looked like,in which surrounding i would have spent my childish days,i would say…on TARA….

Scarlett

To be SCARLETT is most amazing dream that a little -grew up girl could possibly have..Born as little princess she was molly-coddle and on care by her dearest.Being so beautiful,there must be her beauty reflected ambient where she lived and absorbed outer powerful nature in all its opulence .That was a way they were feeding each other,by exchanging their inner charm,tendernes,power, energy,beauty….a row of common Human and Nature attributes.

Beside a native beautiful look ,Scarlet picked up vivid force of the nature,which bore her through all life,giving an astonished strength in the hardest days,which were waiting for her.

As the Queen on the balls,she has always been surrounded by all young men who pretended to marry her.She shared her charm unselfish,giving magic smiles and laugh every one of them….her hilarity was absorbing.Each man could have belonged  to her,and every one was longing to conquer her heart.Such a richness and abundance had to lead to some deflections…unfortunately,when we are overwhelmed with riches of blissful attributes,it happens often to turn ourselves into a destructive energy.It was easy possible to happen with Scarlett,and she became a sacrifice of own magnificent and splendid nature.It was among other things expressed in her feelings,which stayed an enigma to the end of the story..LOVE..She was giving Love to Ashley,turned him in own obsession,which could have been a punishment that Scarlett dedicated for herself.Not only she ,every person who met and felt such richness of own personality,often chose a way to punish oneslef…in some way.That was a Fate to accompany her for lifetime.What is the easiest way to get out of such a big load ,than to punish yourself.I know of that from my personal experience.

Scarlett gave own greatest value during the war,by encountering with enemy when she evinced astonishing courage and strength to face with bad people willing to kill and abuse women.Then,she helped her rival Melanie by staying with her in difficult moments,when she gave a birth to a baby,and helping all together to find way back to Tara.

Tara was and stayed her Destiny and personal impress.Scarlet was drawing the whole strength she possessed from Tara and felt intensity and power which the land can give,she needed its hardness and security.The Supreme’s creation of the world jointed all necessary elements which nature bears in itself…beauty and power,strength and backbone,hate and love,silence and storms…Scarlet and Tara

No,i didn’t forget Rhett Butler,he played main role in her life..just to point  to the belief of my own,how she punished herself in realm of love, alike.It was about great destruction which such a character could bear inside own being.It is unthinkable that beautiful Scarlet was not able to love and to give love…she needed love more than others could imagine,simple fact she was so rich in all ,which a woman could wish for her look and spirit…and was predicted for great love.

I think she was probably aware of her due to someone or something would never be paid off….but, it was Scarlett with all strength of will to struggle on..to believe in Love and hope that God’s punishment was not so crucial for her to be bereaved of her essential being in longing for splendid and magic love..

I’ll think about it tomorrow……

Could you imagine how she was created for something ordinarily?Beautiful and glorious Scarlett could not have a life to be lives of many.She had to pay for own advantages some high prices;taking from oneself and giving more to others.To beat evil is not easy work…the hardest of all is that you feel it ,which looks worse than to meet Devil itself..or himself…

I and you can only imagine how her way could be contineued…regardless she brings her love back or not,i firmly believe she would stay strong and full of hope for love and future..till the end,if an end exist at all…for Her and Tara

What about a suffering love of Ashley,relationship that she built in own imagination and fed the youngest days of her life.Wasn’t that feeling of her forced by her spite, for Ashley had been all the time aware of differences stood between him and her?/for him she has a heart of lion/

ASHLEY and SCARLETT

“You were too full of living and too real and I
was cowardly enough to prefer shadows and dreams.”

“I had sheltered myself from people all my life, I had carefully
selected my few friends.  But the war taught me I had created a
world of my own with dream people in it.  It taught me what people
really are, but it didn’t teach me how to live with them.

Forgive me, Scarlett, for talking so.  I can’t make you understand
because you don’t know the meaning of fear.  You have the heart of
a lion and an utter lack of imagination and I envy you both of
those qualities.  You’ll never mind facing realities and you’ll
never want to escape from them as I do.”

You told me you loved me better than her that day–oh, you
remember that day

“We were to forget that day at Twelve Oaks.”
There was a day of his weakness to confess his love of her…a moment which comes to be an illusion …Melanie was a woman he could understand and regard and she  fitted his quiet and serene nature.

RHETT and SCARLETT

Rhett has been loved by women..no wonder,he was a real gentlemen who loved and knew a way to seduce them in a charming man’s manner.As much as women admired him,they loved him the same ,and wanted to be on a list waiting  for his flattering words.Every woman covets to meet such a careful seducer who knows each secret twinkle of her soul.

Rhett and Scarlet

“It was so obvious that we were meant for each other.  So obvious
that I was the only man of your acquaintance who could love you
after knowing you as you really are–hard and greedy and
unscrupulous, like me.  I loved you and I took the chance.  I
thought Ashley would fade out of your mind.  But,” he shrugged, “I
tried everything I knew and nothing worked.  And I loved you so,
Scarlett.  If you had only let me, I could have loved you as gently
and as tenderly as ever a man loved a woman.  But I couldn’t let
you know, for I knew you’d think me weak and try to use my love
against me.  And always–always there was Ashley.  It drove me
crazy. 

“Rhett, don’t say such things!  Oh, what can I say to make you
understand?  I’ve told you how sorry I am–”

“My darling, you’re such a child.  You think that by saying,
‘I’m sorry,’ all the errors and hurts of years past can be
remedied, obliterated from the mind, all the poison drawn from
old wounds. . . .  Take my handkerchief, Scarlett.  Never, at any
crisis of your life, have I known you to have a handkerchief.”
  For a moment
she was on the verge of an outburst of childish wild tears.  She
could have thrown herself on the floor, cursed and screamed and
drummed her heels.  But some remnant of pride, of common sense
stiffened her.  She thought, if I did, he’d only laugh, or just
look at me.  I mustn’t bawl; I mustn’t beg.  I mustn’t do anything
to risk his contempt.  He must respect me even–even if he doesn’t
love me.

She had never understood either of the men she had loved and so she
had lost them both.  Now, she had a fumbling knowledge that, had
she ever understood Ashley, she would never have loved him; had she
ever understood Rhett, she would never have lost him.  She wondered
forlornly if she had ever really understood anyone in the world.

TARA

As God’s will made it,earth stays to be the strongest support and source of power we can search for in our existence.There is Heaven which lures us with all Bible’s and religions stories and rooted belief we received from our parents and ancestors.In real life,in face of difficulties we become naturally turned to land as presently accessible …it feeds us like fruits and vegetables harvested each year in peasant’s struggle with storm ,rain and drought.Scarlet loved richness bestowed by Tara,as she loved Tara to be her mother,a cradle where she was born and forever bound with childhood and everything it bears..childish happiness,plays,innocent laughs..parent’s love .. most joyous moments in life.

SCARLET
“Tara! Home. I’ll go home, and I’ll think of some way to get him back! After all, tomorrow is another day!”

“I won’t think of it now,” she thought grimly, summoning up her old
charm.  “I’ll go crazy if I think about losing him now.  I’ll think
of it tomorrow.”
“I won’t think of it now,” she said again, aloud, trying to push
her misery to the back of her mind, trying to find some bulwark
against the rising tide of pain.  “I’ll–why, I’ll go home to Tara
tomorrow,” and her spirits lifted faintly

  She
thought of Tara and it was as if a gentle cool hand were stealing
over her heart.  She could see the white house gleaming welcome to
her through the reddening autumn leaves, feel the quiet hush of the
country twilight coming down over her like a benediction, feel the
dews falling on the acres of green bushes starred with fleecy
white, see the raw color of the red earth and the dismal dark
beauty of the pines on the rolling hills.

She stood for a moment remembering small things, the avenue of dark
cedars leading to Tara, the banks of cape jessamine bushes, vivid
green against the white walls, the fluttering white curtains.  And
Mammy would be there.  Suddenly she wanted Mammy desperately, as
she had wanted her when she was a little girl, wanted the broad
bosom on which to lay her head, the gnarled black hand on her hair.
Mammy, the last link with the old days.”

With the spirit of her people who would not know defeat, even when
it stared them in the face, she raised her chin.  She could get
Rhett back.  She knew she could.  There had never been a man she
couldn’t get, once she set her mind upon him.

“I’ll think of it all tomorrow, at Tara.  I can stand it then.
Tomorrow, I’ll think of some way to get him back.  After all,
tomorrow is another day.”

   
Gone with the Wind

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Margaret Munnerlyn Mitchell (November 8, 1900 – August 16, 1949) was an American author,who won the Pulitzer Prize  in 1937 for her novel Gone with the Wind. The novel is one of the most popular books of all time, selling more than 30 million copies (see list of best-selling books . An American film adaptation , released in 1939, became the highest-grossing film in the history of Hollywood , and received a record-breaking ten Academy Awards. Its record of eight non-honorary Academy Awards stood until 1958.
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Mitchell wrote for her own amusement, and with solid support from her husband, kept her novel secret from her friends. She hid the voluminous pages under towels, disguising them as a divan , hid them in her closets, and under her bed.[citation needed  ] She wrote the last chapter first, and skipped around from chapter to chapter. Her husband regularly proofread   the growing manuscript to help in continuity. By 1929, her ankle had healed, most of the book was written, and she lost interest in pursuing her literary efforts. The bulk of the work was written between 1925 and 1930 in an apartment Mitchell called “The Dump”[4]  : the Crescent Apartments  are now listed on the National Register of Historic Placesand are operated as a museum to Mitchell’s memory.
Gone With the Wind was published on June 30, 1936.

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Curiosity is a wierd thing. You can neither live without it nor with it.  I cannot imagine what life would be like if I were not curious about things. Imagine going to my chemistry class and nothing..absolutely nothing fascinating me or triggering my curiosity. Oh how dull would life be like if I observed everything with a passive indifference. Imagine no questions rushing up to my head when introduced to a new topic. I can only think that the result would be disasterously painful.  I would look at things and accept it with a ”cool” air. ‘Would it even be cool?’ I question myself. There is no doubt in my mind, that I would lose the essence of my being, if that ever happened to me.  Curiousity is not my character, it is my identity. Yet at times, even I find it hard to live with it. When I ask people questions after questions, it is only to quinch my thrist for knowledge…knowledge of everything and anything. It is said that curiosity kills the cat… I am the cat. If you do not want me to ask you questions about something, don’t bother telling me about it… or hinting at it. Once you do, I lose the power to stop myself from firing questions at you. Do not get me wrong here, I am not that nosy that I would tryna find out things about every other person I know. It’s only when I know that we are close enough that I even bother to act on my instinct and ask for more. Or else my shyness takes over my curiosity any day.  Again, just because I ask my close ones questions does not mean that I am judging or accusing them of anything. The questions are just that- questions. If I keep on asking you questions, it does not, in any sense, mean that I am trying to blame you … it just plain means that I want to know more. I just forget that, my curiosity might make others feel uncomfortable…it’s just that…I guess when I start feeling that someone is a part of me… I automatically assume that it must be the same way around. It’s not necessarily true…I realized it today.  I never meant to blame you… I would never blame you. It’s just my nature… I guess I just lack social skills. Perhaps, that’s why in all these years there has never been anyone who has loved me deeply for who I am. I guess there shall never be such a person. Maybe I am just that unlucky. I guess… But atleast I have started to come in terms with the fact that people are not open books… one cannot and should not take the liberty of reading it.  No matter how close you are to the person, never assume that they want to have a heart-to-heart with you. They just might not!  But I promise something else to myself today. I shall never be so close to anyone from now on… I shall not give anyone the power to hurt me. Why, I will never be myself with anyone… If they do not want me for who I am…. I do not want to share myself with them. I shall still remain that curious and bewildered girl… except no one will ever know her.  But atleast I still have things I ask question about. Thank God, even after years of probing atoms and its sub-particles, they do not stare into our eyes and tell us that we are making them uncomfortable and that I always blame them. What would I do otherwise?

Updating now

So I went to see Kayleigh and Scarlett today! Asked my mum on Facebook(!) if she wanted to come and see her with me and she said, “me – coming to see a new baby – what do you think!” so I went home, got changed and we were dropped off in Wallington at just gone four. We got the 157 and got off at the hospital, making our way around to Women’s Health. Went up to Maternity and found Kayleigh and Scarlett. Her nan, Matt and Danny were already there. Scarlett is bigger than I thought she’d be! Kayleigh said so herself. So after a few minutes, the others left. I held Scarlett for a little while whilst mum and Kayleigh talked about babies and stuff. I mentioned the derelict hospitals I’ve looked at on the internet and told them about how quickly the place would deteriate if it was just closed. They tend to leave loads of expensive equipment behind and it’s really quite creepy! The ward had loads of people in it which I suppose is understandable. Mum thinks she might’ve seen Maria’s sister as Maria had her baby yesterday. She was due the same day as Kayleigh.

It’s really odd to think that Scarlett came from Kayleigh’s belly! She’s a beautiful baby and usually I don’t care much about babies but I’m making an exception for this one! I’m not maternal AT ALL and hearing those babies made me cringe We were there for about an hour and a half and got the 151 back to Wallington where dad picked us up from outside Lidl.

Will be going to see her after the weekend when they’ve settled in. After hearing my mum and Kayleigh talk, it’s made me realise that I could never go through all that pain and work and effort. I don’t trust myself to bring up a child – I’m far too selfish and I don’t think I’ll ever grow up. It’s just not me!

Watching Most Haunted now but I’m not gonna start talking about it actually sod it. I love this show. Even if you believe or not, you can’t deny that it’s entertaining. I’m not sure what to believe anymore. Getting sceptical on my old age I used to be into paranormal stuff in a BIG way. I used to love all things to do with ghosts, hauntings, aliens and other paranormal-ly stuff. Now, I think I’d need this stuff proven to me which would be a very hard job to do unfortunately.

I’m hungry! I’ve had dinner but I think my appetite is starting to come back now which is good. It’s been up and down a lot lately.

K, I’m bored now.

x

Going to go and see Kayleigh and Scarlett in an hour or so…

Scrap that, gotta go home and get ready now!

Will update later.

x

Scarlett

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Feeling totally emo, sorry. Luck doesn’t seem to want to be my friend this week.

I’ve lost nearly a whole years worth of photos because Chris’ HDD decided to jump off the top of the CPU and break. Oh bye me. Bloody waste of time if you ask me! There’s some other stuff too that I don’t really want to go into but basically, letting stuff get too much isn’t a good thing.

I have some good news though! Scarlett Jarvis was born at 22:55 yesterday evening weighing 9lb 8oz! After Kayleigh texted me yesterday, I was up until 5am and was awoken at 7am from a text she sent me, informing me of the news! I read it half asleep and having only 2 hours sleep! Haha. I woke up at 11am thinking that I had dreamt it! I was so happy! gonna go to the hospital to see them tomorrow as she’s coming home Friday morning. Also pleased that she wasn’t born on a Wednesday so she’s now “full of grace” and not woe which is nice as her mum is a classy young lady and someone that I love very much! <3

Dunno what I'm gonna write about now. Ooh yeah.

FRANKENSTEIN IN 3D! It was weeeiiiiirrrrrdddd! Kinda cool in parts though. The film was campy, cheesy, 1973 horror and was really funny and a bit porny tbh. Boobies everywhere. Actually, anything on TV in 3D is just odd. It works ok, it's not brilliant but cool all the same. I had to wear my glasses over the top of the 3D ones so I could sit further back and not in front of the screen, holding them on my face!

Onto something new now:

BURLESQUE starring Christina Aguilera and Cher! Started filming a few days ago and we're getting candids of Xtina on set already!!! She looks amazing! And there’s a video here.

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I’m so excited for this film (mainly because I’m a stan)! Really looking forward to going to see it in the cinema! Mind you, I said that about Sex and The City and The X-Files but I never went to see them THIS I definitely will though.

I think I should perhaps add more to my about page? Kinda boring at the moment but then again, so am I! And so is this blog.

Been watching TrueBlood? I love it! it’s so good. And I love Stephen Moyer, mainly because he comes from Essex and greeted Steve Jones with “ello luv” in glorious Estuary English! Link here.

OMG! Not my boring weather man on BBC1! Guess what? He’s saying it’s raining in that lovely monotone drawl of his! HOO-FUCKING-RAY! Sorry. But still. Hello November! He has moved his hair so it doesn’t like quite as grey and dark grey Cruella De Vil-ish. RAIN. All like to be windy and wet. Wet and windy. Windy and showery. Sunday showers. Sunday fairly windy. *Sigh*.

Bugger all on telly… OOOOH. Angel is on Sci-Fi in 10 minutes. Hawtness.

Still got a headache

Ahhh, the end of Buffy. Which episode? I think this is where Kendra dies. Lemme go check. Oooh! Angelus! Sooo hawt. Hawter than Angel.

Becoming – Part One
Part one of two. Angel attempts to destroy the world by reviving an ancient demon, while Buffy and Willow race against time to restore the vampire’s soul. Elsewhere, Spike goes on the prowl, having finally recovered from his injuries. Supernatural adventure, starring Sarah Michelle Gellar

Bye Angelus Omg, I love Dru. She’s amazing. It’s finishing now and the Buffy/Angel love theme is playing. Buffy just found Kendra dead.

The Angel episode next is:

Inside Out
As Cordelia prepares to give birth, Angel discovers her link with the Beast is part of a conspiracy that has been manipulating them all for years. Meanwhile, Connor is forced to confront his dead mother

Ahh, Darla <3 I love her so much. I completely forgot that she was the first EVER vampire you see in the Buffy pilot until I watched them all. Bless her, she shared Connor's soul and staked herself to save him. My favourite episode of Buffy/Angel is the "Fool For Love"/"Darla" crossover. You learn a lot about Angelus, Darla, Spike and Dru. Amazing.

"Has Cordy been a bad, bad girl?" and the Magic 8-Ball says, "Definitely". Haha. I love Lorne. I really hope I honour Andy Hallett in my story. Actually, I hope I honour all the people who inspired my "gang".

Talking to Sandyodeeee on Twitter about Angel now What a great show it was. It's a shame that Joss Whedon could never match it with Firefly and Dollhouse

I love Wesley. I love his evolution. As he said, "my throat was cut and all my friends abandoned me". That's a good excuse to rebel Plus, Faith tortured him in season one so he had his reasons!

Poor Connor so naive.

OMG it's Skip! Haha. I loved him even if he turned out to be playing them. hahah. "Nobody comes back from paradise. Ok, a Slayer once…" reference to Buffy dying and going to Heaven! LOL. Oh Angel. So gorgeous.

Aww! DARLA! I love her. She was such a sad character. Always felt really sorry for her, especially when she revealed that she couldn’t remember her real name after 400 years of life. She was already 200-odd when she sired Liam and therefore turned him in Angelus. She was dying before The Master changed her and when Wolfram & Hart brought her back as human, she started to die again. Then Dru turned her back She’s trying to convince Connor not to kill the girl now.

Skip is telling them that everything happened for a reason to bring the whole story together. It makes sense when you think about it all and the way it happened.

Oops, there goes the girl. He didn’t listen to his mother! Silly boy!

Uh oh, Cordy has gone into labour and here comes Jasmine! (not my Jasmine though). CONNOR, IT ISN’T CORDELIA YOU SILLY BOY! Oops, there’s daddy! Angel is so much better when he’s pissed off. Kill him? yeah! Good luck Connor. He has 240 years experience on you. Yeah, go on Wes, shoot Skip! Wesley is so sexy when he wants to be.

Hey ho, there’s Jasmine. She was sooo annoying and only Fred could see her real face. Oh Angel, you noob. Don’t fall under her spell

Finished now! Gonna go bed in a bed. Tired.

Night night!

x

Estivemos em Punta Del Este na semana passada e conhecemos diversos restaurantes interessantes, todos muito bons, porém, dois deles se destacaram. O El Palenque, que fica próximo ao shopping, na Av. Roosevelt Parada 6 e o Scarllet que fica na Praia Brava – Rambla Artigas, em frente a Playa do El Emir.

O El Palenque, um tradicional restaurante de Montevidéu, fundado em 1958, localizado em pleno Mercado do Porto, que em 2002 abriu sua filial em Punta Del Este.  Especializado em carnes (parrilla), você poderá conferir os cortes típicos e os sabores surpreendentes. Para aqueles que curtem um bom vinho, a casa conta com um sommelier apaixonado pelo assunto e possui uma vasta adega localizada no subsolo. Não deixe de pedir para visitá-la. Para mais detalhes, confira o site oficial www.elpalenque.com.uy.

El Palenque - Parrilla

O Scarlett é um restaurante clássico de Punta Del Este, de encher os olhos! Uma decoração surpreendente, som ambiente cuidadosamente selecionado e um atendimento de tirar o chapéu, tendo como especialidade massas e pescados. Se tiver oportunidade, poderá curtir o visual da praia durante o almoço e o clima aconchegante durante o jantar. Confira os detalhes no site oficial www.scarlettpuntadeleste.com.

Scarlett - Massas e Pescados

Scarlett - Massas e Pescados

I want to work on a cruise ship I want to work in a veterinary practice I want to work somewhere where I can be creative

Looked for jobs under Admin, Hotel Reception, Animal Care, Media and what else? There was loads of jobs that were just too far away! I found a job in a vets in Warlingham and it’s just too far – I mean, I struggled getting to Hackbridge/Mitcham everyday! The traffic around there was mental some days! Usually, it didn’t matter what time I left my house, it wouldn’t make any difference to what time the 127 turned up! I’d love to work with animals. I keep looking for jobs with Battersea Dogs Home, Dog’s Trust and Cats Protection League and there’s nothing! *Sigh* BDH would be easy to get to. Just get on the south central train to Victoria and get off at Battersea – the station is right next to it! Whenever I go into London I look over at it.

Either way, I found an ad for this and I’ve love to do that! How amazing would it be? I have too much keeping me in England though. If I didn’t, I’d apply tonight! Ok, I don’t like kids but I’m fairly good with them and I’d love to work in the entertainments industry. God, I’d see the world! Part of me wants to leave, to get out of this place but I’d leave too much behind.

I’d love to work in a hotel, always wanted to do that. Kicking myself for not applying for the receptionist job in Carshalton from a couple of months ago. Why didn’t I do that? What an idiot.

Sometimes I think about if I had a car. I’d literally just disappear into the night. I’d pack a bag and I’d leave. Don’t know where I’d go though. Maybe to Brighton or Selsey. Hell, if I was brave enough, I’d drive up to The New Beehive Inn in Bradford! I dunno how long I’d be gone for. A few days at most.

Just so fed up with life atm. Where is Fate? I normally have a good relationship with it but it seems to have taken a break from me. Just wish I knew what I wanted in life. I change my mind about what I wanna do practically every week! Wish I could just decide and do it. I had plans to do all these courses but if I can’t decide what I want to do, what’s the point?

Hmm, maybe I should think about going into modeling again. I toyed with that idea for a while but thinking about pictures of me, I promptly change my mind! It’d be easy money! Always been told I could do it. Just don’t think I’m that photogenic

I don’t even know what sector I’m looking in on Fish4Jobs. “Agriculture, Animals & Environment Catering & Hospitality Domestic” apparently. Great. Oh, the Job Centre job search is bloody useless. Looks for jobs up north or in Scotland. Ffs.

*Cries*

x

EDIT:

Just heard from Kayleigh! She’s in the hospital and has been induced! Scarlett will be here soon!

I’ll be waiting all night for news now!!! Ahhh!

Shall update later!

EDIT@03:30

Haven’t heard anything yet but I should imagine she’s had her by now! Shall do a proper update tomorrow!

O que esperar de um filme baseado na coleção de figuras de ação da Hasbro, os ‘bonequinhos’ do G. I. Joe? Explosões, gente bonita, e claro, te deixar com aquela vontade de entrar na primeira loja de brinquedos e comprar um bonequinho do Storm Shadow e outro do Snake Eyes assim que a sessão terminar!

Com direção de Stephen Sommers, que é conhecido por seus filmes que entretem sem compromisso, como Van Helsing e a trilogia A Múmia. Stephen brinca com o filme como se estivesse realizando seu sonho de criança. Os atores atiram, levam tiro, saltam, caem, brigam, beijam (beijos ridículos, só pra constar), e tem flashbacks. Vários. Sofridos. Na chuva, porque não tem como fugir do clichê.

O filme começa em um futuro não muito distante. O exército transporta uma nova arma com nanorobôs que destroem tudo o que é aço e só param quando são desativados por um controle remoto. O transporte segue bem até osCobra, um grupo de vilões com armas de tecnologia e treinamento superior ao do exército, atacarem o comboio atrás das tais armas. O capitão Duke, interpretado por Channing Tatum (que já foi stripper mas sem tirar a cueca, só pra deixar claro) e seu braço direito Ripcord, Marlon Wayans, que você provavelmente conhece pelas comédias Todo Mundo em Pânico, são salvos pelos G. I. Joe, uma divisão super secreta do exército internacional de inteligência, armas, tecnologia e treinamento tão avançados quanto os Cobra. É dado o ponta pé para várias reviravoltas, explosões e muita coisa acontecer ao mesmo tempo. Lógico que para haver uma, duas ou três continuações.

Com atores conhecidos, como Arnold Vosloo, interpretando o vilão camaleão Zartan e Brendan Fraser em uma participação muito rápida comoSargento Stone. Pois é, Imhotep e Richard O’Connell em lados opostos de novo! E claro,  Adewale Akinnuoye-Agbaje (quero assistir uma entrevista com alguém dizendo o nome dele completo!) que os fãs de Lost conhecem como Mr Eko, interpretando Heavy Duty. Das gata-garotas temos a lindaSienna Miller, interpretando Ana, a baronesa. Sienna já deu vida a Victoria em Stardust. Rachel Nichols, é Scarlett, a nerd dos Joe. Rachel já atuou no seriado Alias, de J J Abrams. Será que isso pesou na escolha da atriz para a personagem?

G. I. Joe – The Rise of The Cobra (G.I. Joe – A Origem de Cobra) é uma rentável colcha de retalhos. Há diversos personagens que permitem diversas continuações tanto em grupo como histórias fechadas com um ou dos integrantes. Particularmente quero muito que façam um filme solo do Storm Shadow. Byung-hun Lee fez o personagem todo afetado, um verdadeiroElvis assassino from Japan!

My girl, Mia, is totally sick. I’m not exactly how she got sick but she’s sounds like me when I’m ill and I don’t mean “ill” in a good way.

Wait, I’m gonna go off on a tangent for a sec. I was gonna post my killer soup recipe that Frippy asked me for but then my thoughts decided to run sideways so you’re coming along for the ride.

When and why did the term “ill” become a way to describe something fantastically awesome? Like the word “sick”. How is it ever a good thing when something’s “sick”?

Maybe it’s the nurse in me talking but here’s what I think of when I hear the words “ill” and “sick”.

ILL

According the Urban Dictionary, (the cousin of my best friend dictionary.com but with much more street cred because he’s urban) says :

A word used to describe something that is both “sick” (amazing) and “chilling” (relaxed). Synonomous with “epic” and “legendary” although with a somewhat more relaxed connotaion.

Huh. Sounds like this word was born when they chopped the “c” and “h” off of the word “chill”. Aaaanyways….

When I think of the term “ill”, I usually think of sniffles and I don’t mean the Gund bear. Oh wait. That’s Snuffles the Bear. Ooops. Yeah, well, I think of snuffles too.

Sniffles. Snuffles.
To-may-toe. To-mah-toe.
Whatever. Close enough.

SICK

My favorite definition on Urban Dictionary :

OLD VERSION OF SICK

Now used as the newest word to replace cool. Something that you’ve never seen before.

When I say I’m sick, I mean I’m coughing up green crap from my lungs the color of nuclear waste. Not that I know what nuclear waste looks like but I’ve seen enough episodes of The Simpsons to know that what I’m hacking out of my lungs and blowing out of my nose resembles the stuff Homer has riding on his back when he’s leaving work.

I feel like crap and I sound like a frog crawled down my throat and died. I hurt in places I didn’t know I could hurt. My lymph nodes no longer are the size of miniscule peas because they’ve blown up to the size of friggin’ baseballs. This means I can’t eat or swallow anything that isn’t the consistency of water. On the plus side, this means I get super skinny at the speed of sluggish light. Not the best way to lose weight and I don’t recommend it…although my girlfriends are always like “Hey, Bonnie! I have a wedding / birthday / special occasion coming up. Come here and cough on me!”

I have special friends. ^___^

To get to the bathroom, I roll out of bed, fall flat on my face and inch along my floor on my belly like a 5′7″ worm until I reach the bathroom. ….actually, if you must know, I pretend I’m Scarlett on a crazy recon mission for G.I. Joe because that makes me feel a lot better than thinking I look like an inchworm trying to make my way to the bathroom or, if I can actually stand up, like a zombie staggering my way to wherever it is I’m trying to go.

Sexy, I know.

So do you see why I’m confused as to why people think the words “Sick” and “ill” are a good thing? I’ll be honest and admit that I use words like “sick” and whatever because it just fits. You know what I mean.

Like when you want to come off as all super sexy and vaguely dirty-but-in-a-come-hither-now way, you whisper everything you ever remember learning in 8th grade French into the hopefully receptive ear of whoever it is you’re trying to bring sexy back with. It doesn’t matter if you’re reciting the lyrics to the Les Poisson song in Disney’s “The Little Mermaid”. All that matters is that it’s in FRENCH!

Why French? Because we all know that everything sound sexier in French, especially if Olivier Martinez’s the one doing the whispering. Makes you feel just a little dirty and in need of a silky bubble bath complete with chilled champagne, strawberries and chocolate…oooh yes…

And now I’ve completely forgotten the rest of what I wanted to say. Thank you, Olivier, you delicious delicious man.

History: 90%
Civics: 93%
Science: Unknown and probably will never be known.
Math: Monday.

My history/civics teacher said that he would give us our marks today, and he did. Science… she’s like the slowest marker on earth, so I doubt she has her marks close to ready, and my math teacher said today, and now she says monday. Watch, at the end of next week she’ll say ‘Oh you’ll see on your report card. Okay, slight exageration, but seriously, teachers tell lies too.

Woo~~ last day of civics was today… unfortunately, on Monday, we’re starting careers and my teacher going to be worse than any of my teachers, even my math teacher’ll probably be better. Last year, my careers teacher filled in for my gym teacher and then she started yelling at us because we thought a picture looked like one thing, while she thought it was something else. Turned out we were right, but after that she hated us. Hell, she hates everyone. People say she hates Asians, Russians, etc. Air go. EVERYONE. fun……

Currently: yawning. I are tired. (that’s not a mistake…)

Reading: Suite Scarlett by Maureen Johnson (I LOVE HER BOOKS~~ favourite author… for the past six years that is…)

Listening to: I Za Na I Zu Ki by NEWS

Gracias a Lor Ice Man por invitarme a colaborar en Aphnea y gracias también a Mr. Cool aún que desconozco que signifique es un gusto estar bloggeando con ustedes y tratare de acoplarme al estilo del blog el cual todavía no sé muy bien tengo ya una idea de a dónde va el blog, vere que tanto puedo aportar y ojala se arme un bueno cotorreo con la banda.

Scarlett también les dice HOLA APHNEA!!

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Now playing: Slayer – South Of Heaven
via FoxyTunes

Laatst kreeg ik het nieuwe magazine van Douglas in de brievenbus en toen ik deze aan het doorbladeren was viel mijn oog op een klein proefmonstertje van het allernieuwste parfum van Cacharel genaamd Scarlett. Mijn nieuwsgierigheid was gewekt en nadat ik het even uitgeprobeerd had was ik helemaal enthiousast over dit nieuwe luchtje. Normaal gesproken ben ik niet zo’n fan van de Cacharel producten maar Scarlett ruikt echt heel lekker zoet en doet me meteen aan een mooie zomerse dag denken. Ook het flesje ziet er fabulous uit, heel simpel maar het pas echt perfect bij de parfum.

Dit vond ik op de website van Douglas over Scarlett.

In de kopnoot wordt men verleidt door de natuurlijke frisheid van theebladeren, citrusvruchten en sappige peren. Het hart wordt door een betoverend bouquet van witte bloesembladeren tot stralen gebracht. Witte Muskus en warm sandelhout verlenen de compositie een sensueel slot.

Scarlett is o.a. te koop bij Douglas vanaf  32,40 voor 30 ml. Ik ben nog steeds op zoek naar een lekker parfum die niet al te zwaar en al te zoet is en ik denk dat ik me Scarlett een definet winner heb gevonden. En ik heb zelfs nog een Douglasbon liggen t.w.v 25,- dus ik denk dat ik binnekort maar eens even een bezoekje ga brengen aan Douglas!

¿Qué tal amigos?, tenemos nuestra primera encuentra de nuestro WeBlog “NV”, donde votas quién es “La Actríz+ Sexy”.

Cada Jueves pondremos una cuesta, la cuál estará sólo una semana, semana en la cuál tendrás chance para votar por el artista/ jugador/ cantante favorito, el ganador tendrá todo un día dedicado a él en “NV”.

A continuación colocaremos seis hermosas actrices, de las cuales debes votar por una. ¡Aquí están!

Jessica Alba, es una actríz estadounidense de 28 años, conocida por su actuación en las películas de “The Fantastic Four (Los Cuatro Fantasticos)” y “The Fantastic Four and Silver Surfer (Los Cuatro Fantasticos y Silver Surfer)”.

Natalie Portman, es una actríz de Israel de 28 años de edad, conocida por su actuación en “El Ataque de los Clones”.

Keira Knightley, una actríz británica de 24 años, muy famosa por actuar en “The Pirates of the Caribean (Piratas del Caribe)”.

Scarlett Johansson, una actríz norteamericana de 24 años de edad, actuó las películas “Match Point” y “The Island (La Isla)”.

Elisha Cuthbert, actríz canadiense de 26 años, participó en las de películas de “La Chica de Alado”, “La Casa de Cera” y “El Silencio”.

Megan Fox, es una actríz norteamericana de 23 años de edad, famosa por su actuación en “Transformers” y “Jennifer’s Body (Diabólica Tentación)”.

La encuesta inció el día Jueves 05/11 11:27

Terminará el día Jueves 12/11 10:30

I had intended to write something very serious this week – something serious and important, about the fate of the novel, perhaps, or the steady loss of neighborhood bookstores.  But I find that I’m not in the mood to make grand pronouncements.  I’d much rather read a story.

Not literature, mind you, or even a proper novel.  I want a story that will capture me without making me think too much, one that might make me cry but won’t make me despair.  You know the type, I’m sure.  You probably have one or two stashed in an easily accessible bookcase, to pull out on days like this.

I’ve been reading steadily for the past few weeks: classics, modern novels, books of essays, you name it.  I’ve gotten a lot out of each one, but none has captivated me in the way that a truly excellent story can.  When I’m engrossed in a story, you could be conducting explosive chemistry experiments next to me, and I wouldn’t look up.  I can’t tell you the number of places my mother dragged me through as a child, guiding me by the elbow so I wouldn’t trip over things while I read.  I’m still that way, though I tend not to walk and read any more.  And driving and reading?  Yeah, I definitely never do that…

There’s just something about a great story that makes it ok to stay up an hour (or two or three) past my normal bedtime, or to read all night if that’s what it takes to get to the end.  I remember reading Scarlett, the sequel to Gone with the Wind, like that when I was eleven.  I got the book for Christmas that year, and promptly sat down and read all 800 plus pages in around twenty-four hours.  The book sucked me right into its world, and even many years later I can still recall my images of it, if not the details.

The exchange of storyteller and reader, the creation of a world and an invitation into it, is one of the most personal I know.    Though we may seem to be passive, readers have work to do when we enter a story.  We have to take what the writer gives us and turn it into moving pictures in our heads, without the benefit of a screen in front of us.  A great storyteller will give us enough detail to work with, but not so much that our own creativity is stunted.  We become co-creators in our own entertainment and are captivated all the more for it.  We make part of the story, so it belongs as much to us as to the person who first set it down in words.

So perhaps this post is about the fate of the novel after all.  I believe that the novel – the story – because of its very participatory nature, must survive.  It is one of the main ways by which we understand our world, or occasionally escape from it.  It is both entertainment and teacher, and gives us more the more we put into it.  I’m not sure the same can be said for other more transitory amusements.  When I watch tv, I usually feel like I’ve lost something: time, perspective, brain cells.  When I read, though time passes quickly, I know I’ve also gained something as well.  I gain insight, about myself or life in general, and I gain the time to think more deeply about things that matter rather than numbing myself against them.

Reading can be an escape, yes, but it is an escape that takes place by going deeper into thought instead of turning from it.  Even a simple, captivating story that takes us away for a while always brings us back knowing more.

So I’ll be back next week, perhaps with deeper thoughts or perhaps with another story.  Either way, thanks to my reading, I’ll be a tiny bit more knowledgeable than I was before.

This is Dita’s third Scarlet cover, after gracing the November 2007 and November 2006 issues. November 2009, issue #61, is still on sale in the UK. A digital version is also available.

Wonderbra Party Edition photography by Ali Mahdavi.

“Mata Hari is one thing that I was approached on. Hopefully it’ll happen. It’ll be amazing if it does. I’ve been studying acting with this amazing coach who worked with Charlize Theron, Halle Berry, Eva Mendes and all these amazing women. I really enjoy the process, but I’ll wait for the right project to come along as my first love is being a showgirl.”

- Dita Von Teese

Roc-It and Scarlett @Escape 9.19.09

Marshall George (Liam),

Hamish Patrick (Jacob, Campbell & Hannah),

Makaire Gregory,

Anzac William (Stanley),

Paddy Eric Russell,

Gaine (Bon),

Rhiley (Neveah),

Bartholomew Terence (Ben),

Franco Edward (Macauley),

David Maurice (Annalise),

Cory Jay (Chloe),

Kingston Graeme,

Freddie & Monty (Findlay & Lachlan),

Niko Fabian (Talia),

Angus & Charlie,

Cooper Joseph (Fletcher, Spencer & Sebastian).

Alexys  Jordan (Chiyanne & Markhus),

Lucy Anna (Kate, Cameron, Tom, Emily & Hamish),

Ruby Anahera Nooroa Julia,

Penny Rose (Jodie & Molly),

Tilly Kate (Sam & Emma),

Lara Maria (Guy),

Honor Amelia (Angus & Lucy),

Lexi Sophia,

Bessie May (Franklin, Honor, Bodeen & Shoshanna),

Amelie Pamela (Oscar, Rosa & Grace),

Julianne Isla (Caroline),

Martha Olive (Emily),

Saffron Mary (Sam),

Hazel Belle (Scarlett),

Sofia Adele (Theo),

Zana Rose (Claudia & Oliver),

Zanthia Anne Ruby,

Cassara Jane (Corey & Sienna),

Annabel Henrietta (Charlie & George),

Trelise Mae (Georgia & Alex),

Clara Mary Jane

Arwyn Myra

Juliet Prudence

Eilish

Elle Frances (Nell, Thomas & Molly)

Billy Susan (Tane)

Holly Anne & Cameron Maree