Dirty picture?

I have been on a tv binge, and it is amazing. What did people DO before the internet? I remember one time the power went out and i couldn't do anything except just go to bed. at 8pm. People on the prairie must have been the most well-rested folks ever! Except for the whole...scarlet fever and mountain lions trying to murder you thing. ANYway. In the past two weeks, I have managed to catch up on two and a half seasons of Chuck, almost two seasons of Fringe, and a season and a half of Castle. Chuck is hysterical because this guy is in it:

A+ for casting!

Also, I HIGHLY recommend Castle. Nathan Fillion is beyond hysterical. Next on my list: Dr. Who and Firefly. I LOVE TV.

Holy Crap

Holy crap it's been a LONG time since I've posted! To be fair, I was on spring break and then in a coma (aka in bed binge-watching tv) for the last week, which was coincidentally also the first week of school. WHOOPS. Here is a brief update: I went to costa rica (water rafting = weird sunburns on the tops of my forearms and thighs, a "hysterical" ziplining story that I will share upon request, and going to a romantic getaway with a group of 10 girls), then I went to LA (drinking, cookie dough, excessive mario karting). Then I got back and collapsed into a coma because I was so exhausted. Then I emerged, randomly decided to watch all of Chuck (the NBC show about the computer nerd spy), and here we are. One week and 2+ seasons later...no work done: I've done 5/160 pages of reading for my seminar in 1.5 hours. It is mathematically impossible for me to finish the reading. I literally only have class two days a week and I am STRUGGLING to make it to school by noon. This is so sad.

THAT was like a week ago. Now i'm sitting in my room, watching Archer (a HYSTERICAL show that I wholeheartedly recommend) and writing a Korean essay about the jurisdictional problems that come with the new internet age. I'm literally looking up every other word on some sketchy dictionary I found online, and I'm sure I'm doing the same thing that we make fun of Asians for in translations. Like this.

OH WELL.

Animals being friends

One day 1L year my friends and I were sitting around drinking and there was a movie on in the background or something, and there was a commercial for the DVD release of the Fox and the Hound, and I started crying. Needless to say, I got made fun of. A lot. I couldn't help it! SOCIETY wouldn't let them be best friends!!!! How can you not cry at that?

Anyway, cut to the present day: It is 2am, I'm texting with Emma and she has told me about THIS AMAZING SONG by Ke$ha, the classiest lady in the land, and of course I downloaded it and am listening to it on repeat. My roommate from last year has just sent me this video of a REAL LIFE abused kitten becoming best friends with a crow. This devolved into me watching youtube videos of animals being best friends for like...an hour. My favorite is this one:

Me: "Nature is so crazy it blows my mind."

FINALS

Um, so it's finals time. BOOOOOOOO. As if the universe wanted to remind me that I already have a job and thus I don't really need to put in any effort into studying, someone from the career office just called me and asked if I had found a job. Whoops. Apparently I was supposed to let them know that I do have one! Wahoo. Thanks for the reminder. I'll just go back to playing Chain Factor, SHALL I?

Also, I can't stop listening to this one Korean song that I blogged about on the music blog (HERE) that Aubrey and I have. It literally has more than 240 plays on my iTunes, all from the past couple days, because I have some sort of music OCD and I can't listen to anything else. Post about it is here.

I think I'm gonna treat myself to Five Guys and a cupcake tonight for all the HARD WORK I'm doing.

Oscars

I made it my goal this year to watch all of the best picture nominated films, and I finally succeeded, even though there were TEN this year! WAHOO!

It's hard for me to pick my favorite movie, because I don't really know how to pick which movie I liked more. If I was going by how hard I cried at a movie, then Up would win Best Picture (UNLIKELY). If it was the movie's ability to make me sexually attracted to a 10-foot tall blue alien, then An Education, duh. HA just kidding, Avatar.

But when it comes down to it, I think I like Hurt Locker the best. I got CHILLS at the last scene. Moon wasn't nominated, but I think I liked that more than any of the movies that were nominated. WTF Academy?

Up in the Air was really cute though, and I loved Anna Kendrick's performance. GAH I don't know what to pick!

It seems that the frontrunners are Avatar and Hurt Locker, and I feel like it all depends on what people feel the best picture award should reflect: should it be about best encapsulating this year, or should it be the film that has the most staying power? I mean, people remember Gone with the Wind, but do they remember...the Lost Weekend (1945 winner)? My only thing about Avatar is that there are a whole slough of technical and artistic awards that Avatar should obviously win. I just don't know if it deserves Best Picture.

2012 vs Moon: Movie SHOWDOWN

This isn't really much of a showdown, because one movie is amazing, and the other is a piece of horrifying trash in comparison.

2012 is one of the worst movies I've seen in a LONG time. Normally I like really bad movies (National Treasure-type movies), but this was pretty awful. Oh John Cusack, what has happened to you? First of all, I refuse to believe ANYTHING that happened: a decrepit camper outruns volcanic lava and flying fireballs, a tiny twin-engine plane outflies the resulting giant ash cloud, and because the landing gear on a jumbo jet is damaged (when they fly from California to CHINA), the intrepid heroes get in a bentley, lower the ramp, and drive off the ramp onto a glacier. And they survive! Also, people seem to be able to use cell phones willy nilly (I REFUSE to believe that cell phone towers are still working when the San Andreas fault basically explodes and tips Los Angeles into the pacific. I barely get cell service in non-apocalyptic times). Also, satellite images are apparently still flawless? Now to be fair, I don't know a lot about satellites, but if the entirety of the earth's crust has shifted so that the north pole is in Wisconsin, don't you think that would have some sort of impact on the satellites? The close-up effects are...so bad I can barely stand it. Um 2002 called, they want their effects back? But it's even worse than 2002 because the Matrix was 1999 and that was awesome.

Also, this happens:

This is some guy's reaction to the ark almost crashing into a glacier. METHOD ACTOR. I really believed the giant ark that a fraction of the population is on and that almost capsized because a single cable blocked the mechanism that closed the doors was about to crash into the side of Mt. Everest. Here is his reaction when they don't die (SHOCKING):

WHERE IS THIS GUY'S OSCAR.

The movie does bring up one interesting issue of what we (as a world) should do faced with this kind of catastrophe: do a lottery to determine who will repopulate the earth, or sell tickets onto the arks (1 billion euro a seat) in order to finance the project while also hand-picking the "perfect" group of people needed to create a strong gene pool? FASCINATING. Not the "gripping interpersonal tale" that Aubrey snarked that it would be, but interesting. Thinking about that distracted me from the horror of the effects and acting.

Moral of the story: watch Moon. I don't need to talk it up because if you don't watch it, you're missing out. Here's all I'll say: music by Clint Mansell (of Requiem for a Dream fame), amazing acting by Sam Rockwell, and makes you think without hitting you over the head with moral messages or anything. It is just...SO WELL DONE.

Dreams really DO come true!

I usually like to have a reason for blogging, and today I have a big one! Usually I feel like if I don't, my posts are lame and uninteresting (aka SORRY about yesterday's lame-o post). So, here is why dreams really do come true:

In order to apply for the bar and take the bar exam, most people have to take the MPRE (Multistate Professional Responsibility Exam), and I thought that I was no exception. I paid the $60 and registered, got a book, and was studying today at school, when my friend Emily told me that Maryland doesn't require the MPRE. "aWHA?" was my response. Then I called the Maryland state bar (my firm is in Bethesda, MD which is right outside DC so I'm applying for the Maryland bar), and I confirmed that I actually don't have to take the MPRE. OMGZ!!! Best news ever. Even though I probably should have checked to make sure that I needed to take the test in the first place, I don't even care. I would GLADLY pay the $60 to find out again (the night before the exam) that I don't have to take it. WAHOO! This is how I felt after I found out I don't have to take it:


Also, in an unrelated note, my bus driver gave me his number today. WEIRD RIGHT? I feel like heroine in some great love story like THIS ONE that Virginia and Aubrey blogged about on their amazing blog. Here is what happened: I was about to get off the bus, and I went to the front of the bus while the driver slowly inched his way towards the bus stop. There was some traffic, and we may have made eye contact in his little rear view mirror, but I definitely didn't think anything of it. Then when he opened the door, he handed me a temporary bus card, and I was so confused that I took it and got off the bus. When I looked at it, well...here:


The funny thing is that I literally look like a homeless person today. I have no makeup on, and when I went to take passport photos for the MPRE (back when I still thought I had to take it HA), I literally looked like I had smeared my entire face in Vaseline before my mugshot for being a serial killer. My hair looked great though, to be fair. Maybe that's what he was so enamored with. Here: (my face is blacked out because COME ON.)


My hair looks like an angel's. No big deal. Although I guess blacking out my face really does make me seem like a serial killer. Trust me, guys, I'm not! Although I really do love reading about serial killers on Wikipedia and watching TV shows about them. Is that research for my future career change from "lawyer" to "serial killer"? YOU TELL ME.