Snow. Snow...and wait a minute...some more snow.

I hate snow. Or well...it's fun for awhile but too much of it just annoys me. I have now reached that point. And yet Mother Nature seems awfully happy with keeping the snow coming.
The white goo could just melt right about now for all I care. Blah.

The Imaginarium...and Crushes.

So I went and saw The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus last night. I barely have the words to describe the magnificence of it. It was beautifully made, the story wonderful and the cast brilliant.
I had my worries, I'll admit that. Because I wanted Heath's last movie to be most triumphant and I worried that it wouldn't...I mean Heath Ledger, Johnny Depp, Jude Law and Colin Farrell?! Add Christopher Plummer and Verne Troyer to that and you have a starstudded cast. But so many movies with casts like that have failed miserably.
I shouldn't have been worried. It was amazing. One of the greatest movies I have seen. Heath was brilliant, he sure went out with a bang. And I didn't see the ending coming or the way the characters turned out. Wauw. I think that sums it up; wauw. 

But the movie also made me want to cry. Because it was surreal to think that this was Heath Ledger's last work. Sure I can watch his movies over and over again but I'll never see anything new from him, ever. It's sad. And I know I didn't know the guy. He was just an actor. There's no such thing as just an actor. A really good one somehow manages to weasel themselves into your heart with their amazing performances. They portray these unforgettable characters so good that you'll never forget them. Or at least not the characters.

To me, Heath was one of them. Heath Ledger was my first movie crush, that I remember. Or well his character was; William from A Knight's Tale.
I was eleven and I saw the movie at school and thought; man that guy is cute. I remember daydreaming about my knight in shining armor. Of course the knight resembled Heath or William as I called him as in my head. Becasue that was before I cared or thought about who played who and what. The only thing that mattered was the character. I dreamt that he would come and take me away on his great white horse.
Soon though the knight on a beautiful white horse changed. His hair grew, darkened and was styled in a messy fashion. His armor suddenly dissapeared and instead he donned a leather jacket, ripped jeans and a pair of motorcycle boots. His brilliant white smile and charming ways turned into a vicious and sexy sneer/smirk but the charm was there still albeit hidden behind a veil of "I couldn't care less attitude". I grew up and fell out of my little crush on a Knight and walked right into Sid Vicious waiting arms. Or any bloke that resembled Sid in style and attitude. Punk rock echoed in my room and the white horse that was supposed to take me away? It was still there...only now it was a beautiful, most triumphant black motorcycle.

But even if that changed my interest in movies and acting didn't. And Heath still was...still is one of my favorite actors. I don't know for sure, does anyone?, if his death was an accident. But I refuse to believe anything else. Because I don't think he would do that...kill himself...(Just as I believe that Sid didn't kill Nancy) Tell me I'm in denial that I'm silly for actually crying when I found out he died. Do it and see if I give a damn. A hint; I don't.

Last night...watching the credits...no...that's a lie....watching Heath first appear on screen made me want to cry. As the credits rolled a small tear did slip. Because this was his last work. My old, first movie crush. One of my favorite actors. One talented man. No more. Surreal. Strange. As I type...trying to describe this feeling...I realize I can't. There's no words for it.

I always have been and probably always will be fascinated with movies. I've always loved watching them. And I'm the one that lives in the movie while it's playing (if it's good). I'm the one who feels for the characters no matter who portrays them. Afterwards I can talk and discuss about who portrayed who and what and how. But right when I watch it...all I see is the story, the characters...Simple as that.
You may think I'm crazy, don't worry so do I. But that's the way I feel...the way I think.

All in all The Imaginarium was brilliant. It opened up my eyes in way I can't describe. And it made me realize what a huge loss Heath Ledger truly was....is. That...and I'm sure as hell going to miss that guy. He is after all...my very first movie crush.

“I only do this because I'm having fun. The day I stop having fun, I'll just walk away.”

-Heath Ledger-

“I'm not good at future planning. I don't plan at all. 

I don't know what I'm doing tomorrow. I don't have a day planner and I don't have a diary. 

I completely live in the now, not in the past, not in the future.”

-Heath Ledger-

Most Triumphant

I got the most awesome news today! The Imaginarium of Dr Parnassus is finally being showed in Turku!
My friend and I had planned on seeing Sherlock Holmes, but when this most triumphant news reached us we changed our minds. Awesomeness.

I mean I can't just not go and see Heath Ledger's last movie. No way.

I'm so excited!!

Over and Out.

Man I miss Heath. RIP one of our times most brilliant actors.

He was taken from us way too early.

Wicked Musings...?

I've never really understood peoples' faschination with TV-shows such as Big Brother and Paradise Hotel. To me it's the most boring, bogus, heinous and most non-triumphant thing on the Boob Tube (Yes I watched Bill&Ted again. Sue Me).
I mean what's the point? Some dudes are stuck in a house/on a Island...we watch them eat, sleep, make-out, fight, talk, fight a little more and do the nasty all over the place. Um, what's so interesting about that?
There's no plot what-so-ever, not very interesting characters they are usually just annoying and very predictable. It's totally bogus! And come on...we all know that the whole thing is BS most of the time and set up and everything.
Or well...atleast I hope it is. Who in their right mind would sign up for a show like that, without getting a big fat wad of cash and/or being tricked into it?
I'd rather watch CSI or How I Met Your Mother all day instead of that crap. CSI has an interesting plot, really radical characters (Nick Stokes. Nick Stokes. Nick Stokes) and it's just plain awesomeness. Totally!

What brought this on, you might ask? Well it's Sunday and some channels find it fun and most thriumphant to have a PH marathon. Gag me with a spoon. 

On that note...Over and Out.

Strenghts.

Hey,

I've got a day off t'day and decided to be a good little Blogger and post something. I've got a meeting later so I'm pretty much sitting here waiting so I can go there and then start my day. Because I get like that when I actually have plans. I'm weird, I know.

A couple of weeks ago I had this client. And we started talking as I gave her a pedicure, or she talked and I listened. You see in our line of work you get to be a Psychiatrist of sorts. Same goes for hairdressers I think. I mean you might not want to hear it but you listen anyways, because you can't exactly tell the client to shut up, right? It doesn't really bother me most of the time...But once in while a client with a sad story comes along.
Mentioned client was one of them. When a really sad story comes around, I get uncomfortable. Because I don't know how to respond!
With this paticular client I felt like crying, I remember my stomach knotting up and my throat felt thick. Because her life had been hard. She had met one downer after the other and here she was; smiling! Being happy and comfortable with her life, despite all her previous difficulties. I felt so sorry for her, and yet I didn't. Because she was all smiles and one of the genually niceset people I have met in a while. It was amazing.

How can someone who has gone through so much, be so happy and at ease with life? How could she still be so optimistic and seemingly love life? That is strenght. That is one of the strongest people I have met. Alot of people would probably have given up, started to hate life, but not this woman. And I admire her for that.

When you work with people everyday, you meet all kinds of characters. Some more rememberable than others. This woman will probably stay in my mind for a long time. She makes you realize that your own life is pretty damn amazing.
I know I whine about life sometimes, everyone does. But then I think of her and I get ashamed. What do I have to whine about? Nothing. My life is pretty f-ing great compared to others. So what gives me the right to whine and mope around about something so selfish and stupid? Nothing. I consider myself lucky,because I am. My life could be so much worse. And some days it just takes me awhile to remember that.

Over and Out.

Reincarnated Rockstar Vampire 101.

I remember promising to put this up a long time ago, so with out further ado;

Reincarnated Rockstar Vampire 101.

So I decided to do this 101 Things About The Blogger that has been taking over floating around the Blog-verse. In case inquiring minds want to know.  

So here it is, probably the most boring 101 things you’ll ever have the (un)fortunate pleasure to read. Enjoy.

1. I consider myself rather odd. My brain works on a different level, so to speak.
2. Chocolate is like a drug to me.
3. My phone. I have one. It’s black. And it’s almost never on my person…I loose it and forget I have it most of the time.
4. Speaking of my phone…It has; been lost at the Autumn Market, taken as spin in the washing machine and been lost for a week so my friends left me (approx) 30 messages and thought I was dead. (Insert awkward laugh here)
5. I am a Beautician. That’s what I went to school for anyways. But my other (un-official) profession would be…Day Dreamer or Strange Blogger…
6. Hi, my name is Charlotta and I am a Fanfiction Addict.
7. I have the memory spam of a confused goldfish…
8. Scrubs is one of my favourite TV shows ever.
9. Clowns scare the life out of me.
10. I don’t eat Green Candy. (Long story short; I ate one when I was about 5(?) and almost puked a little in my mouth…)
11. I’m a messy person; my living area often looks like WWIII raged the place.
12. I am a movie addict, I love movies. End of story.
13. While we’re on the Movie topic…I have a “talent” for remembering lines and quotes. Unnecessary really.
14. I love any kinds of rock-music…
15. Music overall is my Muse.
16. I am fascinated by Vampires.
17. Sarcasm is a way of life.
18. Johnny Depp is my favourite actor through all time.
19. I actually shed a tear when I found out that Heath Ledger died...
20. I’m a Dork.
21. When I was little I didn’t watch My Little Pony or whatever little girls were supposed to watch. Oh No Sir! I watched X-Men, Transformers and He-Man. High Five!
22. Bookworms Unite (!)…Yeah I am such a Geek.
23. Hair-Bands…I love them. Why? Not even Jebus knows…
24. Agyness Deyn is my fashion role model.
25. Aviators. Hell Yeah!
26. There’s something about the 80’s that appeal to me. Strange considering the fact that I was born in the 90’s…
27. Wolverine is cooler than cool. And I thought he was hot before Hugh Jackman portrayed him (Mr. Jackman only made him hotter…).
28. Perfumes. Why do I need several ones? Because it’s AWESOME!
29. I love dogs. And I have a Labrador of me own.
30. I love accents; English, Scottish, Irish or Australian ones makes my knees go all flubber like.
31. I have a tendency to get crushes on Fictional Characters…Books, Movies, TV-Shows…doesn’t matter…
32. You know that person that always cries when the hero dies or something sad happens on the big screen? That person would be me…
33. Speaking of the big screen. The idiot talking to the people on the screen like they can actually hear her, is me. (I don’t do this in theatres (I somehow manage to control myself there) but I do it frequently in front of the Boob Tube.).
34. I am, always have been and probably always will be a Daddy’s Girl.
35.  I am so marrying Patrick Jane from The Mentalist, don’t argue with me. The invites have already been sent out and the dress is in the making.
36. I don’t think of myself as a religious person. I don’t believe in God. There wouldn’t be so much crap in this world if he did exist. And I just find it very unbelievable that some dude amongst the clouds is “all-knowing”. But I do believe that there’s something bigger than us out there. I also believe in individual freedom and human rights, so I guess I’m sort of a Religious Liberalist if you have to put a label on it. The New Age Movement also fascinates me.
37. Feng Shui fascinates me and I recently decided to try it out.
38. I used to love pink, now my favourite colour is black and red.
39. I’m pretty sure I’m a Liberalist(?) when it comes to life in general.
40. I collect Johnny Depp’s movies. I strive to one day own them all.
41. I talk to myself, frequently.
42. Paul from the Lost Boys…Is one of the coolest characters ever. I ♥ Paulie.
43. So I suppose that I joined the FB group called “I Narrate My Life In My Head Like J.D. From Scrubs” just for fun…only to realize that I actually do that sometimes. Awesomeness.
44. I’m not much of a drinker, I’m not a to-taller either, but I have thought about it.
45. Cancersticks are for losers, so why do they find themselves stuck in my mouth from time to time?
46. I am very much guilty of being a Harry Potter fan. Sue me.
47. Austin Winkler’s (the singer in Hinder) voice gives me Goosebumps.
48. …Just like Clayton Stroope’s (Thriving Ivory) amazingly different voice…
49. …And John Mayer’s when I think about it…
50. When I’m sad I stop being sad and become awesome instead. True story.
51. I am a hopeless romantic.
52. Hey, how come Andrew gets to get up? If he gets up, we'll all get up, it'll be anarchy!
53. I like everything that is a little bit different than the ordinary.
54. I like to draw; I’m not very good at it. It’s just something that relaxes me.
55. The Ozzy Osbourne song “You Can’t Kill Rock N’ Roll” is so damn true.
56. I tend to loose myself in my own world from time to time.
57. Even if clowns freak me out, Heath Ledger’s The Joker strangely fascinates me. Is it wrong to find a psychotic killer clown attractive?
58. When I think no one’s watching I dance around in front of the mirror in my room.
59. I really hope that reincarnation exists.
60. I am an avid procrastinator.
61. I liked Twilight (still enjoy the first book). But after reading the fourth book…well Breaking Dawn destroyed it for me, sincerely. I died a little inside when I read that one…
62. And seriously people…we all know that the Twi-Vamps are so not real vampires. They SPARKLE for heavens sake. They wouldn’t last long against Spike, Lestat, Angel or The Lost Boys!
63. I can watch The Lost Boys over and over again without getting bored.
64. Same goes for Stand by Me, I love those movies…
65. I like to write. No Shit Sherlock.
66. Things like magic, the occult and ghosts have always intrigued me.
67. Stop This Train by John Mayer is one of the most beautiful songs I’ve ever heard. Sincerely.
68. After watching Dexter Season One I have this weird obsession with painting my nails in different colours…Just because that’s what the Ice-Truck-Killer did to his victims…is that…weird?
69. Sid Vicious was innocent. At least that’s what I think.
70. It doesn’t matter if I’ve read it a dozen times before. Meg Cabot’s Boy Meets Girl always makes me laugh.
71. I love Chinese Food…especially Noodles. “They're only noodles Michael.”
72. I always cry at that one scene in the movie RENT.
73. John Hughes was a genius.
74. I have a soft spot for Bad Boys.
75. I was actually rooting for Voldemort and wanted The Boy Who Just Won’t Die to…well die.
76. Most of the time I think about things very carefully before I do something…but that does not apply to my mouth. Saying things without thinking first is my speciality.
77. I mentioned remembering quotes from movies, I also tend to blurt them out frequently.
78. The Barneyisme Should Be A Religion. That would be Legend…wait for it…dary!
79. I am a computer abuser. Seriously, I use it way too much.
80. I drink way too much coffee…
81. I usually have a very long fuse…but when it comes to drivers driving slowly…that fuse magically disappears.
82. Fingerless gloves rox my sox.
83. I love Andy Warhol’s work.
84. I get inspired by Old School Punk. Punk Suit Up!
85. I’m a potty mouth…but I’m trying to get better…PMA (Potty Mouths Anonymous) anyone?
86.  Any kind of rodent…freaks me out. I get chills, dudes, chills!
87. I am a Hairspray Abuser.
88. CSI was one of the first TV-Shows I started following and I still do!
89. I seriously can’t remember the last time my toenails were nail polish free.
90. Laughing until you can’t breathe is one serious and very frequent issue of my life...True Story.
91. I think that there’s three persons; Me, Myself and I that share my brain.
92. I also imagine that my little “shoulder devil/angel persons” are in fact miniature Captain Jack Sparrow’s and not mini Me’s.
93. My favourite number is the number 15.
94. I used to fear death. But I got over it. I came to the conclusion that being afraid of dying makes you not live life to the fullest. So the quote from Tuck Everlasting pretty much sums it all up; “Don’t be afraid of Death. Be afraid of the Unlived Life.
95. To know Lloyd Dobler is to love him.
96. Speaking of Lloyd…you know that trench coat he wears in the movie? I want it!
97. A couple of years ago I hated anything that was supposed to go on my head. It thought it was going to mess up my hair. But now…well I wear Beanies and Hats all the time!
98. The Sex Pistols are one of the greatest bands to ever walk this earth.

99.  I am really Lazy sometimes.

100.    I tend to rant and ramble a lot. It’s a curse.

101.    I have a thing for tattoos. Don’t have one of my own though…yet.

So there you have it; 101 things you didn’t want or need to know about the Dork known as me.

Monday...Ain't My Fun Day.

Hey,

I know I might have mentioned this earlier, but I really don't like Mondays. There's just something about Monday's that doesn't sit well with me. I'm never in a really good mood on Monday's and getting out of the bed is like torture.
But right now I'm in a pretty good mood since I'm listening to the most awesome John Mayer. Okay, i think I have gushed about him a wee too much lately, but I can't help it! I love his music. The lyrics, the sound and of course...his most impressive voice.

It's not a silly little moment,
It's not the storm before the calm.
This is the deep and dying breath of
This love that we've been working on.


Can't seem to hold you like I want to
So I can feel you in my arms.
Nobody's gonna come and save you,
We pulled too many false alarms.


We're going down,
And you can see it too.
We're going down,
And you know that we're doomed.
My dear,
We're slow dancing in a burning room.


-John Mayer-

That song is absolutley brilliant, sincerely. Well enough about that I guess...
Don't really know what else to write, still at work, no more clients for today...So that's pretty bogus.

Over and Out.

Shiny New Radical Layout!

Yes mortals...I did as promised and re-vamped this blog. Maybe the new green will inspire me to write. Let's hope so, shall we?

SO CHECK IT OUT!!!

Sunday, January 17th.

Hey. *insert embarassed grin here*.

So...what up? I know I've been absent, again. But life had been...strange and rather hectic. There are days when I feel like a mere spectator to my own life. Like I'm juts sitting/ walking next to me...observing my own body go on with its daily business...on autopilot. It' s a very strange and surreal feeling. But it's there. It's definitley there.

I'm thinking about fixing this blog ip again. New Year, new start, eh? It's going to be Re-Vamped (inside joke). New colours...new fonts...pictures...the lot of it. Dunno what yet but...You'll know when it happens. Honest.

Sunday.HairMetal and Rime In Me Hair...

Dear Blog...

Last night I managed to get lost and somehow ended up at A8 x) I wonder how THAT happaned. Well anyways had loads of fun. Saw alot of people that I haven't seen in ages!
It's so much fun to talk to someone that you haven't talked to for awhile, because you have so much to talk about! Most Awesome.

Today...I haven't done that much. Basically; woke up, had a very-much-needed cup of coffee, watched Nin ja Warrior on the telly (I know. I know. Spare me please), then I went for a walk and the strangest thing happened. By bangs were coated in rime! My hair wasn't even wet! Most strange.
Now I'm sitting here listening to Guns N' Roses, Motley Crue and any other metal-band I happen to have stored somewhere...Radical!

Over and Out.

Saturday with no X.

Greetings fellow (internet)surfer-dudes!

So I have managed to find this most awesome Fansite for the Lost Boys. For fans by fans, you know that kind of thing. It is most awesome!
It's so great to talk to people that are just as obsessed by the same thing as you are.

I had this really weird dream featuring Ben Barnes last night (Get your mind out of the gutter!!!). Or well it started out with my cousin winning some contest where the price was meeting the Jonas Brothers. But since she's 13 she had to have someone of age with her and her mum and dad couldn't, so she asked me. I agreed. We met the JB's I wasn't that excited since I'm not that much of a fan, it was pretty cool though. And my cousin was like hyperventilating or something. Anyway...one thing turned to another and suddenly we were supposed to meet other Disney Celebs. Once again I was not that excited until some random dude pointed out that Narnia is a Disney production. I was needless to say more exctied as soon as the words left the blokes mouth. So I guess that you have already guessed that I got to meet Ben in the dream. Somehow I managed to stay calm and collected. IT WAS MOST AWESOME. He was so cool and polite...and I thought Gentlemen was an exterminated species. He was smiling most of the time and dream me wondered how the hell I didn't melt!

Well that was pretty much it...

Now back to doing something of importance!!!

Title Missing.

Last night...like literally in the middle of the night we had a power cut. It ucked since I was in the middle of doing something on the World Wide Web...Not that I remember it anymore so it couldn't have been that important.

T'day me and one of my closest mates went shopping. I ended up bying a beanie and some movies. Why is it that every single time I go shopping I end up coming home with atleast one movie?

Well that's about it...Over and Out

Fears, John Mayer and Band Hero?

Greetings Mortal Stalkers.

Today I have been trying to master Band Hero, lame I know but I think it's loads of fun. I sit there trying to hit the right notes on level EASY while Dweeb2# points out that he could do it better with the HARD level. I decided that I should be the bigger person and ignored him. How grown up of me.

I read something about fears today and it got me thinking...
What am I afraid of? Have I conquered any of my fears? And the answer is...well I am scared of Clowns, that'll probably never change. I find them utterly disturbing. I'm not very fond of rats...or any kind of rodent-like animal fro that matter. I mean Guniea-Pigs and Hamsters makes me queasy...they are basically rats with shorter tails, right? Porcelain Dolls creep me out(it's the eyes). And well...snakes aren't on my favorite things list- So yeah, I am a scaredy-cat. No doubt about that.

But I have conquered one of my biggest fears. When I was younger than I am today I used to be (excuse the following pun) deathly afraid of...well death.
If someone even mentioned death I got this unpleasant feeling at the pit of my stomach. I wanted to throw up and just not listen anymore. I used to wish for time to go slower so I wouldn't near the unavoidable fate that awaited me. But it wasn't just my own death that scared me, no it was everyone elses too. I visibly winced at the thought of losing a grandparent or anyone near me. That's not any way to live, is it?
But I got over it...and believe it or not it had alot to do with the film; Tuck Everlasting. And no that was not sarcasm I am comepletley serious here. The movie is basically about a family that are immortal, to keep it short. But that's not what made me think, no it's one line in the movie. That one line struck a cord in me. I quote; Don't be afraid of death. Be afraid of the unlived life.
That got me thinking. Why should I fear something that will happen? And I relized that I would never be able to live my life to the fullest if I feared death.
So I simply...stopped. Easy as that. I started using my head. I thought about it and that's one of the reasons to why I see life the way I see it now. Live life your way. Take one day at a time. That sort of thing...

Alot of our fears are comepletley irrational. Like my fear of Clowns but it's not like it's hurting me, like my fear of death did. So I'll just keep on being creeped out by Clowns and rodents. Just for the hell of it.

But enough of that. Now the song Stop This Train by John Mayer. Because I think it represents my thoughts alot. Because lets face it people, He's not singing about an actual train. I think he's singing about life, about getting older and not wanting that and in another way wanting it and about dying. I never feared getting older just what getting older led to-Nothing. Maybe we get reincarnated? Maybe we go to Narnia, who knows? But why should we fear it?
I love the line-I hate the speed it's going in-becuse that's how I feel. I may not fear the unavoidable anymore but I still think that my life is going by way too fast.

Over and Out.
 

Let's enter 2010...

I have been absent again. Sorry. Christmas was good. New Years good. Everything is pretty much good right now. Not overly great but not shitty either.

 

So...2010, huh? That is just weird. Honestly.
How can one grasp the fact that we have now entered another new year, when one sort of didn't even notice the previous one go by?

 

So what are my hopes for this new year? None what-so-ever.

But I do have a few New Years resolutions...not that I am a master of keeping those.

But I thought if I type them down here...in my virtual confession box, I might keep them? It's a long shot but I'll just do it anyways.

So here they are the most Awesome Resolutions By Yours Truly...the 2010 Edition!!

1. Start exersicing! Join a gym or something... Seriously this whole lazy, "I'm pretty sure I'm going to turn into a potatosack any day now" style I've got going on isn't working. Or well...It's working but it aint doing me any good.
2.  Avoid Energy Drinks at all cost. It's a life or death situation. Or something. Word.
3. Less computer time. Ugh. That's going to be a hard one.
4. Blog frequently. Yes, my dear stalkers I hereby promise to try to blog more often. Do note the word try.
5. Find an apartment. Yep, that is like my only actual goal for this year. Radical?
6. Read atleast 10 books this year.  That's just something to keep my mind (what's left of it) sharp.
7. Finish up most of my half done writing-projects.
8. Throw away those Cancer-Sticks for good. I'm serious here.
9. Atleast try to watch what I eat...and stop with all this semi-manufactured shit I've been eating way too much of some times.
10. Stop cussing. Hard. One.

So there we have it. 10 all together...I might come up with something else still but we'll have to see about that.

Well anyways...a Happy New Year to all of you!