Leave Your Conscience At The Tone

ma_demoiselle @ 2007-03-23T09:27:00

2007-03-23T09:31:35Z

I'm going home! I'm v. v. v. excited.

Yeysh yeysh yeysh. xxxxxxx

ma_demoiselle @ 2007-02-26T00:38:00

2007-02-26T00:41:39Z

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ma_demoiselle @ 2006-11-29T20:56:00

2006-11-29T12:56:47Z

I liked Hannah's entry. So here's mine.

Things I want to do before I die

+ Worked in the middle east
+ Have stopped spending so much damn money.
+ Have learned another language.
+ Travelled. A lot.
+ Stopped listening to the new damien rice album on repeat.
+ Learn to paint and cook
+ Have completely redecorated a house
+ Lived in Transylvania and owned a pet wolf.
+ Gone to get my damn laundry.

Well okay, so that sucked, but I have to run away now.
heart

ma_demoiselle @ 2006-11-05T19:00:00

2006-11-05T11:00:39Z

It's eleven in the morning.
I just got back from the after-show party
I've sobered up enough to know that I am fucking exhausted, and breakfast is about ten minutes away.
I absolutely love Hull to millions and millions and millions of pieces.
Although I did have to take my friend Jennie to hospital yesterday for treatement on the world's WORST migraine, another friend Lucy broke her nose playing hockey, and another friend Tom had his nose broken by twatty yobs on the way to the party.
And my friends used the latter as a reason for me to get in the cab with them rather than do the gorgeous morning walk home.

So I finished production assignment, which makes me really sad because I love my production assignment team, we're a bunch of total fucking Divas (to the point that one of them is actually having a Diva party next week. How amazing is that?) But I really need the time off doing absolutely nothing, and expecting nothing in return. I'm volunteering on construction though for the Ash Girl, and I may do some fiddling with LX, SX, and Stage management at different points. Costume can go shag itself, I despise it.
Am moving out of halls and into student houses, just cos I hate the distance between my halls and uni. I LOVE my hallmates though, and it's going to make me really sad to leave them, but I have a lot of friends in houses too, so I'm not that worried. Plus my hallmates now have a place to crash when they cant be bothered to go home.

Alright, brunch time my babies. Sorry for the insubstantial update.

ma_demoiselle @ 2006-10-19T15:39:00

2006-10-19T14:57:14Z

I wrote this two years ago,amongst many other things, one night after I came back from a night out with the girls and found myself listening to please remember from cayote ugly. I got very, very upset, and wrote long long schpeels to the people that really mattered in my life. It was very fluffy, in a very corny sort of way, but I'll always be glad I did write them. And now I'm even more grateful I did, because I have something to look back on and see what a difference two years make.

Vikki: My friendship with Vikki, I find, seems to work like a road through mountains. It's full of twists and turns and rises and dips, but it stretches along one of the most beautiful terrains anyone could hope to ever lay their eyes on. True, we rarely agree, but within this lack of similarity is a complex understanding of the hundreds of tiny little threads that bind our lives together. Yes, we are the same. Yes, we're complete opposites. But at the same time we know each other as individuals, and we are able to witness each other’s successes and shortcomings in the same way we'd witness our own. With pride, with misery, with pity. We find the same passion within our lives that we both desperately craze. We find the same love that we want to share, need to share. We find within one another a passage into ourselves, a little key that allows us to unlock the greatest gates, one latch at the time. Someday, I know, I'll open my doors, unleash my own demons, and free my own faeries. And within the house or garden that I will walk into, I will recognise Vikki's footsteps along the path where she had already walked, so long ago.

At that time, I think I thought I knew a hell of a lot more about people than I really do. Two years on, I can safely say that I know fuck all, and I'm just starting to try to figure them all out.

A lot of things have changed in two years (including, happily, my writing style), but one thing that really hasn't is that even at the worse lows and greatest highs, Vikki is still one of my best and closest friends. And right now, I'm reminded that for all the times that she was there for me and did all the things I needed her to do without me asking, there needs to be something for me to give back. But the truth is that Vikki is so strong in herself that it's a rare thing that she needs anyone there for her to hold her hand like I have. But sometimes, you do things anyway.

Vikki my love, this one's for you. I love you SO much, and all this is only and just for you. Good luck babdoll.

Vikki: I've known Vikki for 5 years now, and in those five years I've gotten to know someone unbelievably amazing. There are very few people in my life who stand by, and watch and let live as much as Vikki does, and it's such a rarity that sometimes, even though I've known her for years, I'm still surprised by how generous this woman is. One of the most beautiful memories I have is a recent one, when I pulled into Changi airport upset as hell, only to find Vikki waiting for me at the arrival cake, armed with a good pair of hugging arms and sex and the city. She sat with me that day, helped me unpack, talked me through a few rough patches, and gave me all the patience and toughness that I needed. If I hadn't had Vikki there that first day, I'm not sure where I would be now, And I really do just want to thank her for all of that.
The thing is that someone like Vikki isn't someone who will be found too often. She's the girl everyone knew, and that everyone respected and admited, and to this day she's still a huge source of inspiration to me on whatever I do. Everytime I go to undertake something, I know Vikki would be there pushing me to do better, and to pull myself up to everything that I'm capable of, and it's that love that keeps me going when I'm tired, and fed up, and just want to pacj it all in. Someone there knowing that I can do so much better.
I'm finding it hard to say exactly what I mean, mostly because It's pretty hard to put something like this all into words. What I want to say, more than anyhting else, is that Vikki, I love you so much more than I can phrase. You've been an amazing friend over the last few years, and you're am amazing person. With everything you've got to deal with right now, I only want you to know that I'm right here, whenever you need me, and I'll be there in an instant if you only ask me to.

You're so much more than you know baby. And while you work everything out, just remember that for all the balcony chats, confession sessions, mad fits of laughter and real mood swinginess, you're still my vikkibot, and I'll love you forever.

so much love,
JC

ma_demoiselle @ 2006-10-05T07:23:00

2006-10-05T06:26:39Z

I have a practical in two hours and was woken up by fire alarms.

I didn't go out last night because I wanted the sleep.

Someone/thing out there has a really sick sense of humour.

ma_demoiselle @ 2006-09-28T12:14:00

2006-09-28T11:41:24Z

I'm in HULL!

Everything is absolutely awesome here. And Vikki wanted me to write about freshers - so here it is until now.

Arrived on Saturday, and spent the day unpacking and met some lovely people. In the eve, the second years took us all out to Asylum (the uni club), which was pretty fabulous, but a lot of us went back home at around midnight and just ran around each other's rooms, getting to bed at around 2 probably. (We being me and various people from my halls - Claire, Alex, Scott, Richard, Luke, Jo, Bryannie, Jenny, Scott, and more to be introduced later)

Sunday went for a walk to the uni, which is about half an hour's walk away from my halls (yes, jo, it is worse than the road to my house), and just explored for the afternoon, then we came back here and got ready for the night, which was just fantastic. Each girl was tied to a boy with a bin liner, and we all went on a 150 person pub crawl. I was tied to Scott (another one), who I already knew, and is the sweetest guy you've ever met. That all ended at about 3am, after easily the best night I've had out in europe. Monday was my first Drama induction, which was just tons of fun - all the first years were just shoved into the theatre, and the second years ran out at us and grabbed us, and whoever grabbed us was from thereonin our parent. I have a wonderfuly daddy called Aaron, three mommies (Steph, Abby, and Clarisse), and three brothers and sisters (Ellie, Collette, Danny) - Collette is hilarious: she was the face of manchester a few years ago and doesn't know how or why that happened. As she puts it, "I just was walking around the city centre and my face was on a billboard one day. I was like "oh". That night all the drama families went out to a club in the village down the road from uni called Piper and tried to see which family was the most awesome (we're winning, we think) I met a second year who'se going to be my "directing dad" since he's specialising in that. He's lovely and looks like Sideshow bob. Went home for the party in the JCR, which was just far too much fun.

Tuesday had health and safety inductions all day, and had a night in with the girls and boys watching lost. Until we realized that mostly we didn't like lost and went to play with Scott's paper shredder, and then all went to bed. Yesterday had rigging inductions all day, which were really interesting, societies bazaar (im in Students for Regugees, Sociology, Art (I'm an Art Ambassador! I get to organize exhibitions, choose art to go up, and help sell the gallery to our age group. Oh, and I won The Art Book!), and Hull Students for Peace. In the eve, a bunch of us went on a pub crawl (Jenny, her ex Liam, Alex, Ed, Rob, Joe, Kayleigh, Tash), then gave up on pubs and bought beer and aftershock from the co-op and took it back to the JCR. Somehow everyone ended up in my room, and I kicked them all out at 5 am, but not before finding out all of Rob's life story. Which is fun, because he has a good life story. And this morning I was 20 minutes late for my first practical. Was not impressed.

So I've probably bored out all stupid with this all now, but hey - things here are bloody fabulous. The people in my halls are great, the people in my course are great, the course is great, etc... I'm having a fantastic time, and I love fresher's week. But Hull hates macs, so my msn really sucks.

HEART YOU LOTS MY BABIIIEES

ma_demoiselle @ 2006-09-17T21:40:00

2006-09-17T13:56:50Z

So am at the airport, on my way to (apparently sunny!) UK.

I have a suitcase and an anormous bag as handcarry, and people keep staring at me.

Oh any my coat.

Why didn't I pack it?

Nobody knows...

I love you all. Will email when am settled. Until then, I will have no contact with the outside world.

AND I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU

ma_demoiselle @ 2006-08-18T10:34:00

2006-08-18T10:38:32Z

So I'm recovering from a case of E.coli / intestinal cystisis. It sucked. I was put on IV for two days and am currently on two sorts of antibiotics:
"Cipro", which is so strong that the government has a stock of it in case of an anthrax breakout
"Metranidozole", whic just leaves a fugly taste at the back of my throat that makes me feel like I have halitosis.

I heart you all

ma_demoiselle @ 2006-07-24T00:38:00

2006-07-23T17:00:25Z

Hallo darlings,

So I totally suck at updating, but I leave for cambodia (again! really!) tomorrow, and I feel I really should update before I leave. Plus I can't go to bed until Lindsay calls

...

And she did and that was really weird.
And now Karishma has to call

SO...things that have absolutely ruled about this holiday
+ Everyone being in town. You all rule. Except for you Bi. But you live in Madrid so you're forgiveable.
+ Balcony chats
+ People coming over and doing unspeakable things to my room walls. But it's so awesome I wish I could put it in a suitcase
+ Taking a two hour return mrt to pasir ris for chantelle's birthday only to sit in a barbeque pit.
+ Cranium
+ Little India. Why has no one ever told me that place is mecca?
+ discovering that the best coffee available in our modern world is in a rail station in tinytown Kluang, Malaysia
+ getting my nose pierced
+ sleep
+ Rediscoering Emerald Hill, however briefly
+ random collages
+ watching angels in america all in one go. SO good.

People are lovely, just like you all.
mua
me

ma_demoiselle @ 2006-06-23T11:30:00

2006-06-23T04:30:35Z

a few announcements bought to you by the letters J and C

+ The orphanage I work in is in the middle of a hygiene crisis (did I know our kids didn't have soap? certainly not), and we're looking to get dial handsoap and dove bar soap donated and bought out here. If anyone reading this is interested in helping out by donating even just a few of these, it would be a great, great help.

+ I probably WONT be able to make it out on tuesday unless I come quite a bit late. Hannah, don't bother cooking for me, but anticipate a late arrival. maybe.

+ I'm about 10 kg over the baggage allowance.

+ I've been working ridiculous things for three days straight and am very VERY tired.

mua

visions of kampuchea

2006-06-03T06:48:11Z

opposite the office where i work everyday, there's a weird fuck off school called "hello amrican kindergarden". now, it's not really a kindergarden, or american, but the kids do do these terrifying dances in the quad everyday at 4;30, and their singing in Japanese is usually my cue for my cigarette break. it was pointed out to me a while ago that while, yes, "hello amrican" is a typo, if you substitute the m with an f, you get another country. and if you look at the school's Logo, (which is a world map), the only continent highlighted is...africa.

there's a motodop hangout just outside my flat, next to an amazing little "cafe" cum casino called best friend's cafe. I love these motodops, as everytime i walk out of my flat, i feel like celebrity being hounded for an autograph -"moto, moto, moto" were more or less the first khmer words i learned here. a few weeks ago, one motodop I had sat with me in a roastall cafe and taught me some khmer (he was awesome). another motodop called my phone 26 times successively until a friend of mine yelled at him down the phone, and then had a khmer friend of his yell at the guy down the phone. That was fun.

khmer karaoke is the scariest thing that exists in this country (easily) i want you all to imagine the pitch of chinese opera, the look of japanese teeny-boppers, and the music of a porn movie set in outer space. Combine the three, and you get what plays incessantly on one channel of my tv. that said, they are educational. Watching these videos, one learns that, according to that authority, every khmer woman is an adulterous slut. if you ask someone to kill your husband, he will, but he'll also kill your son to prove a point. if you don't love someone, the best way of going about it is to beat them up with a coffee pot. conversely, if you love someone who doesn't love you, the best thing to do is hang around them incessantly while sending their significant other poisonous text messages.

On that note, i'd like to add that it's perfectly normal for you to watch a movie here where the plot is as follows:
+ woman falls in love with snake
+ woman's family is VERY cruel and don't approve of the marriage of snake and daughter.
+ said pair run away and elope
+ sadly, on their wedding night, the snake, being a snake and having no feelings or morality therefore, eats his new bride in bed. (freud had a field day for cambodia)
+ but that's ok, because she turns into a fish.

ma_demoiselle @ 2006-04-28T15:38:00

2006-04-28T07:40:15Z

HAH

Drank whisky until 4 in the morning with Nick, member of the cast, who saw it fit to let me know that he knows Eddie Izzard "quite well"

I am in love with my job.

The last 48 hours have been serious insanity. We bumped out of KL on...(insert correct date here, have lost track of time), finished at 5 and were out of the hotel at 7. Arrived in Penang, knocked up the set and set up backstage area, not having slept in two days and feeling totally unimpressed, and then were invited out for wine by the producers. Amusement.

Oh, and I think everyone should do this (below), as we graduated almost this time last year, and Penang looks freakishly like Bali.

This time last year I hadn't ever...
+ owned many clothes
+ Lived anywhere else than Singapore for more than 6 weeks
+ Lived with a cat
+ Worn a pair of boots
+ Owned a coat
+ been on a motorbike
+ been poor
+ overseen the loading of a lorry
+ had a serious problem with language barriers
+ lived in a corrupt city
+ made drinks
+ spent more money on things than I did on going out
+ experienced the english tradition of drink rounds.
+ cooked with only a log fire
+ had a job
+ lived in my own flat
+ invested any interest in fashion
+ had to take care of 18 months old
+ known that the devil is often incarnate in a single family
+ watched the news regularily
+ not watched TV for more than a week
+ taught a class of 30 5 year olds
+ known that I had a friend who could get kindergarden kids to dance the funky chicken in end of year assembly. Way too cool
+ known that i have the best friend in the world
+ known that I have the best friends in the world even if one of my friends is also friend with Eddie Izzard. Apprieciate this, please.

ma_demoiselle @ 2006-04-24T13:05:00

2006-04-24T05:12:49Z

Long time no update, feel bad. Am currently in KL, at the scary ass Hilton where the rooms make me want to become vereh vereh rich just so I can have an entire house like this. Really. We're on break from putting up set and setting up backstage area, which is fun as the managers put in an extra 10 tables for the show. the audience actually stretches out so far that you can't see the end. Que ever.

Singapore is a blur of lack of sleep, hysterical laughter, and hurried goodbyes, and I'm sorry I didn't get to see all the people I'd intended on seeing. But there you are.

The last 48 hours have been incredibly strange - packing up set and backstage until 3 in the morning, not sleeping overnight and instead sleeping on tour bus to KL, and still ending up here dead on my own feet. Had a BIZARRE gourmet dinner with company last night (which included pigeon pie. yummy no?) then ended up chatting with one of the cast members for about 2 hours about napalm bombings. Right.

I leave KL in two days when the play wraps up, then the very next night we open in Penang. This is a horrible set, as packing and unpacking set usually takes 6 hours each turn, which means no sleep for little people like us.

The performances themselves are going really well, and the actors are fabulous (i think), so we'll see how it goes from here. Post Penang is Bangkok, and that one is actually quite scary as it's at the bloody Oriental. Mon Dieu.

I want to hear from all of you, darlings. Leave me an ickle note telling me how it goes and all tht jazz, and I'll get back to you asap. My time costs money right now, but after the 8th may, I'm as free as a bird on prozac. Yes I am.

Love you all!

ma_demoiselle @ 2006-04-09T10:38:00

2006-04-09T10:43:04Z

Getting ready to leave France - how scary is THAT?

The award for the strangest party ever goes to...
+One where people will line dance to EVERYTHING including "I will Survive" and "What a feeling". this is VEREH funny
+One which includes a beauty pageant where you need to speak another language well
+One where 400 people can fit into a function hall and get prizes for who can decorate their table in the most inovative manner using just their plates and cutlery, and beer cans.
+One that is actually a new years party

Oh hilariosity.

So I leave Paris tuesday morning, back in France by Wednesday lunchtime. Seriously, I don't know where time WENT. I wasn't even about leaving this city I was more thinking about enjoying it. Figures, doesn't it.

Love you love you love you

ma_demoiselle @ 2006-03-27T09:59:00

2006-03-27T10:07:50Z

A bunch of random facts I keep finding o ut-

"Leavin' On a Jet Plane" is a song about the vietnam war.
The really cute English guy who played the priest in "Gandhi" died a few years later of AIDS
There are more full blooded Irish People in Boston than there are in Ireland
Johnny Cash gave Bob Dylan his guitar when the latter was still unknown
Massachusets is in Boston (I think I failed geo a long time ago)
The male opera singers in italy that they castrated to make their voices really high were called "farinelli"
Nothing says "I Love You" like good mac and cheese
Nothing says "Fuck You" like bad chocolate

got (random) fact?

...and that's when he asked if she was a vampire.

2006-03-17T10:47:50Z

Paris, lovelies, needs to be written about, as this city is fucking nuts

steering wheel, fucker, not bumper car
Yesterday, I crossed the road. Yes I know what you're going to say but stick with me, my story gets better. I crossed the road when the little green man told me to. And do you know what I got for upholding the law like a model citizen? Some fuck played tag with his car wheel and my ankle. By the time I'd finished shouting after the guy on my local high street, I realised I was actually fine. But still. I'm so unimpressed with road systems this year, I think I might just become a nomad and travell through the himalayas on a yak searching for the village in which I can swap my salt for food.

Overheard in Paris
Chick: Everyone's really just bisexual these days. There's no such thing as real sexuality anymore.
Chick 2: Yeah, everyone's just a snail

Little Girl: Mommy, my stomach hurts, I think I'm going to throw up.
Mommy: Whore, shut the fuck up.

In a video game store
Husband : It's funny how innocent children are until they're about fifteen, sixteen years old
Wife: Yeah, I know. I don't think they understand the shittier parts of the world at all
Their kid: OHMYGOD GRAND THEFT AUTO. This is the one where you can kill PROSTITUTES right?

Woman on cell phone: Fuck off. It's not because you're a famous surgeon that I'm going to let you tell me what the fuck I should eat. If I want to eat my own body fat, I'll let you know so you can cancel my liposuction. Now go fuck yourself (she hangs up)

(A japanese woman with a camera is walking around the "champ de mrs" (the square thatleads to the eiffel tower. She walks up to the guy at the booth of the metro station, and asks where the Eiffel Tower is)
Guy: Look up, just a bit to your left, say how tupid you feel, then fuck off and stop wasting my time

Paris Fashion Week in Hell
One of the GREAT things about Paris is that everyone is so recognisably different. Not in the English sense where groups are split into the townies, the preps, the goths, the stoners, the bling-bling (the latter term has always made me laugh way too much), but in the sense that you can look ANYBODY up and down here and figured out more or less what they're like. Everything from seeing what coat they wear to what kind of necklace they wear under their sweater is (tragically) pretty fun.
But then again, that's no surprise - no matter who you are, you can find a store that stocks the things you're looking for more or less anywhere - but there's a glitch.
If you're cheap, broke, or don't have much money, there are specific shops where you can bu three euro L'oreal make-up, one where you can get 10 euro boots, another where you can buy 4 euro tops, and so on and so forth. The fine print is as follows.
It falls apart.
That's right folks. How many times have I seen a massive beaded necklace spontaneously beak off some poor woman's neck in the middle of the metro? And how many times have I seen some poor guy trying to mend the backpack of his whose shoulders pads won't stay on anymore?
Sometimes it's funny, but mostly, you begin to think that Paris is actually one BIG propaganda commercial for massive branded stuff that will stay on, and not hurt you.

Paris-France and the legend of the strike
For decades, non-french people have been wondering about the french strikes. Are they real? Are they really as violent as they seem to be? Or are people just lazy and SAY they're going on strike when they're really going home to watch TV.
Friends, Paris Strikes are very real. And very fucking dangerous.
Since I've arrived, there have been dozens of strikes, all from people who are meant to be paid by the government. this is no surprise - the french governments renumeration policy is shit, and thus people start looking for other work, only they CAN'T because there aren't enough jobs to go around.
The french, and I honestly don't mean this ironically, are very very poor.
There would be a revolution in france if people had the money.
At the moment, it's the student strikes. Students from La Sorbonne, Dauphone, Linalco, (basically every uni in Paris today) has gone on strike and has raised huge protests throughout Paris protesting something called "La CPE" - which roughly translates into First Job Contract. The First Job Contract - is total crap. According to this contract, which is the one you sign after you get your FIRST job working after you graduate, the employer can keep you for as long as five years on the premise that you WILL NOT get prromoted, you could be sacked from one minute to the next, you are not allowed to quit even if you give your x-week's notice, you work EVIL hours, and they don't even necessarily have to pay you. Unsurprisingly, every student in the city is kind of going "fuck off", while every Slightly Senior authoritarian is calling them drama queens. Recently, the french prime minister (a man called Dominic Villepin who is a joke), went on TV defending the CPE. It made so little sense that the next day, even more people were protesting.

La ville de l'amour
Paris is the city of love right?
Wrong!
In the last two months I've had innumerable conversations with guys that regularily cheat on their girlfriends, and are quite proud of how they can get away with it.
Need I really say more?

ma_demoiselle @ 2006-02-28T23:23:00

2006-02-28T22:24:04Z

i am in the middle of a snowsotrm and earning BUCKETLOADS of cash.
i love paris

ma_demoiselle @ 2006-02-27T13:37:00

2006-02-27T12:37:53Z

guess who goes watch death cab for cutie tonight,
ohyeah. that's right.
ME

bored and movies are good

2006-02-23T10:50:38Z

(x) Rocky Horror Picture Show
(x) Grease
(x) Pirates of the Caribbean
( ) Boondock Saints
(x) The Mexican
(x) Fight Club
(x) Starsky and Hutch
(x) Neverending Story
( ) Blazing Saddles
(x) Airplane
Total: 8

(x) The Princess Bride
( ) Young Frankenstien
( ) AnchorMan: The Legend of Ron Burgandy
( ) Napoleon Dynamite
( ) Labyrinth
(x) Saw
( ) Saw II
( ) White Noise
(x) White Oleander
(x) Anger Management
(x) 50 First Dates
( ) Jason X
Total:5

( ) Scream
( ) Scream 2
( ) Scream 3
(x) Scary Movie
( ) Scary Movie 2
(x) Scary Movie 3
( ) American Pie
( ) American Pie 2
( ) American Wedding
Total: 2

(x) Harry Potter
(x) Harry Potter 2
(x) Harry Potter 3
(x) Harry Potter 4
( ) Resident Evil I
( ) Resident Evil 2
( ) The Wedding Singer
( ) Little Black Book
(x) The Village
(x) Donnie Darko
(X) Lilo & Stitch.
( ) Lilo & Stitch 2: Stitch has a Glitch
Total:6

(x) Finding Nemo
(x) Finding Neverland
(x) Signs
(x) The Grinch (jim carrey)
( ) Texas Chainsaw Massacre
(x) White Chicks
(x) Butterfly Effect
( ) Thirteen Going on 30
( ) I, Robot
Total: 6

( ) Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story
( ) Universal Soldier
(x) A Series Of Unfortunate Events (Lemony Snickett's)
( ) Along Came Polly
(x) Deep Impact
( ) KingPin
(x) Never Been Kissed
(X) Meet The Parents
(x) Meet the Fockers
( ) Eight Crazy Nights
(x) Joe Dirt
Total: 6

( ) A Cinderella Story
(x) the Terminal
(x) the Lizzie McGuire Movie (really)
(x) Passport to Paris (really)
(x) Dumb & Dumber
( ) Dumb & Dumberer
( ) Final Destination
( ) Final Destination 2
( ) Hallowe'en
(x) The Ring
( ) The Ring 2
Total: 5

( ) Harold & Kumar Get the munchies
(x) Practical Magic
(x) Chicago
( ) Ghost Ship
(x) From Hell
( ) Hellboy
( ) Secret Window
(x) I Am Sam
(x) The Whole Nine Yards
Total: 6

( ) The Day After Tomorrow
(x) Child's Play
(x) Bride of Chucky
(x) Ten Things I Hate About You
(x) Just Married
( ) ika
( ) Nightmare on Elm Street
( ) Sixteen Candles
(x) Remember the Titans
( ) Coach Carter
(x) Bad Boys
Total: 6

(x) Bad Boys 2
( ) Joy Ride
(x) Se7en
(x) Ocean's Eleven
( ) Ocean's Twelve
( ) Identity
( ) Lone Star
(x) Bedazzled
(x)Predator I
( ) Predator II
Total: 5

(x) Independence Day
( ) Cujo
( ) A Bronx Tale
( ) Darkness Falls
( ) Christine
(x) ET
(x) Children of the Corn (SO WEIRD)
( ) My Boss' daughter
(x) Maid in Manhattan
( ) Frailty
Total: 4

( ) Best Bet
(x) How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days
(x) She's All That
(x) Calendar girls
(x) Sideways
(x) Mars Attacks
( ) Event Horizon
(x) Ever After
(x) Forrest Gump
( ) Big Trouble in Little China
Total: 7

(x) X-men
(x) X-men2
(X) Spider-Man
( ) Spider-Man 2
( ) Sky High
(x) Jeepers Creepers
( ) Jeepers Creepers 2
(x) Catch Me If You Can
(x) The Others
(x) Freaky Friday
( ) Reign of Fire
( ) Cruel Intentions
( ) Cruel Intentions 2
( ) The Hot Chick
Total: 7

( ) Swimfan
( ) Miracle
( ) Old School
(x) The Notebook
( ) K-Pax
(x) Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring
(x) Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers
(x) Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King
(x) A Walk to Remember
( ) Boogeyman
Total: 5

(x) Hitch
(x) The Fifth Element
(x) Star Wars Episode I The Phantom Menace
(x) Star Wars Episode II Attack of The Clones
(x) Star Wars Episode III Revenge of The Sith
(x) Star Wars Episode IV A New Hope
(x) star Wars Episode V The Empire Strikes Back
(x) Star Wars Episode VI Return of The Jedi
( ) Troop Beverly Hills
( ) Swimming with Sharks
Total: 8

(x) Air Force One
( ) For Richer or Poorer
(x) Trainspotting
( ) People Under the Stairs......
( ) Blue Velvet
(x) Sound of Music
( ) Parent Trap
(x) Parent Trap Re-make
(x) The Birds
(x) The Terminator
(x) Terminator-2
(x) T-3
Total: 8

(x) Empire Records
( ) SLC Punk
(x) Meet Joe Black
(x) Nightmare Before Christmas
(x) The Silence of the Lambs
(x) Sleepy Hollow
(x) I Heart Huckabees
( ) 24 Hour Party People
(x) In Out
Total: 7

(x) Thirteen
( ) Manic
(x) American History X
(x) Deep Blue Sea
(x) George of the Jungle
( ) Canadian Bacon
( ) Big Black
( ) How High
( ) The Jackel
( ) My Little Ponys Grand Adventure 2
Total:4

104 i think

last night went out to celebrate my getting the weirdest job of all time. what resulted was a lot of dancing to joni mitchell and a fucking lot of incredible wine.
So this is why i love paris. no matter how broke you are, you can always find people just as strange as you and steal glasses from posh restaurants while having conversations about whether you should protect kids from the world outside, or not. Personally, i've come to the conclusion that parents want to protect us from kinds of crap that exists outside the four walls of our home, and then bitch wn we're in our 20's that we're too protected. ive therefore decided that having children will make you mad.
vous aime

ma_demoiselle @ 2006-02-21T17:59:00

2006-02-21T18:07:14Z

triple bullet entry

+ a lot of you already know this, but i'm going to post it anyway. From April 10th to May 5th, I'll be on tour in a play that will perform in Singapore, Penang, KL, and Bangkok. I'll be working with some incredibly respected british actors, directors, and designers, and i am VERY VERY VERY excited. This still hasnt sunk in yet

+ post performance, i'll be going to Cambodia to do tutoring for...

+ one of my ex-students who just got a scholarship to UWCSEA.

Will also be running art and theatre workshops with the kids at the second centre. After this, I go to Australia to see PEOPLE, and then will be planted in Singapore.

je vous aime tous

ma_demoiselle @ 2006-02-17T11:48:00

2006-02-17T10:48:52Z

i would like to take this opportunity to say that..

I HAVE THE BEST FRIENDS IN THE WORLD.

you lot rule.

ma_demoiselle @ 2006-02-13T21:12:00

2006-02-13T20:13:13Z

:D

I've been chosen to write movie crtics for this independent website thing opening at some point. there are ten of us, and i'm excited.

i cheer for me

today i love paris

2006-02-10T19:41:46Z

because i have to go get ready now for big party.

on a boat.

on the seine.

really. i make myself jealous.

ma_demoiselle @ 2006-02-07T23:28:00

2006-02-07T22:32:26Z

alright darlings,

i found out today tat one of my friends had her little brother die at the end of of last week. this is a girl who went to cambodia with me, and as her family loved what she was doing in cambo, they've decided to have any gifts or things of condolence passed straight on to CCH, the orphanage we worked at.

so this will become a bit of a foundation, I suppose. I know this is really weird or whatever, but if you're interested in donating something, anything, let me know - leave a comment.

terrible things happen to really good people. i don't know what karma's playing at, but this isnt fair.