Yesterday I went to see The Strangers...solo. Alright, a lot of people see movies by themselves--especially if you happen to live in a booming metropolis. But these movies are usually artsy, or long, or so obscure you can't pay your friends enough money to tag along. However, it seems as though viewing a horror flick by yourself isn't as socially acceptable. This was evident by the fact that 3 out of 4 of the couples littered throughout the theater whisper-yelled; "is that girl here alone?!" And at first, naturally, I was slightly mortified. I even went through my bag to find a notebook to open as if I were a film reviewer. And I actually even said to myself, I write a blog! I'm doing research! But I wasn't. I was just bored and ditched by my friends. As the movie progressed, I realized that scary movies aren't that scary without people next to you. I laughed when some bitch got stabbed. I snickered when these masked freaks popped out of horribly obvious places (like the closet, the fornt door, a darkened window). And soon the couples began turning back and looking at me presumedly bewildered--presumedly because well, it was dark. But while the two people in front of me nearly severed their hands on each other's flies (jumping everytime a staged floorboard creaked, interrupting their heavy-petting matinee date--gross.) I sat there, in a dress mind-you, giggling like a creep. I became, in all essence, a part of the scary movie experience. Maybe I had even been the scariest part of the whole movie--that scary, creepy girl laughing like an idiot as two helpless movie victims get bludgeoned to death. Anyway, I suggest seeing a horror movie sans acquaintances. Nothing beats scaring boring yuppies on a random Thursday afternoon.
Friday, June 13, 2008
Turns Out Not Having Friends Has an Up-Side if You're a Creep
Yesterday I went to see The Strangers...solo. Alright, a lot of people see movies by themselves--especially if you happen to live in a booming metropolis. But these movies are usually artsy, or long, or so obscure you can't pay your friends enough money to tag along. However, it seems as though viewing a horror flick by yourself isn't as socially acceptable. This was evident by the fact that 3 out of 4 of the couples littered throughout the theater whisper-yelled; "is that girl here alone?!" And at first, naturally, I was slightly mortified. I even went through my bag to find a notebook to open as if I were a film reviewer. And I actually even said to myself, I write a blog! I'm doing research! But I wasn't. I was just bored and ditched by my friends. As the movie progressed, I realized that scary movies aren't that scary without people next to you. I laughed when some bitch got stabbed. I snickered when these masked freaks popped out of horribly obvious places (like the closet, the fornt door, a darkened window). And soon the couples began turning back and looking at me presumedly bewildered--presumedly because well, it was dark. But while the two people in front of me nearly severed their hands on each other's flies (jumping everytime a staged floorboard creaked, interrupting their heavy-petting matinee date--gross.) I sat there, in a dress mind-you, giggling like a creep. I became, in all essence, a part of the scary movie experience. Maybe I had even been the scariest part of the whole movie--that scary, creepy girl laughing like an idiot as two helpless movie victims get bludgeoned to death. Anyway, I suggest seeing a horror movie sans acquaintances. Nothing beats scaring boring yuppies on a random Thursday afternoon.
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why dont you have any blogs about pooping? thats a fairly ackward thing you coujld blog about. i have to poop[ right now, in fact...and now i feel ackward. there ya go, case in point. you could also include your bffs reaction to the subject. look, im just writing a comment and i have plenty of material. i really expect to see some more blogs about poop in the near future.
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