IRON MAN 2

I don't really know where to start. My head is all over the place. Okay. First, and most importantly, it was brilliant.

And yes, tut and nod your head because you knew I was going to say that but it even suprised me. There was a great blend of characters, from the familiar to the unfamiliar and all of whom added their own dynamic to the pace of the film. It was great to see the characters interact more, especially Tony, Pepper and Happy.

There were some serious laugh out loud moments (watch out for Natasha's 'boxing' session with Happy, Tony's omlette and Rhodey using the 'ex-wife' on Whiplash), there was plenty of action varying from the Monaco Grand Prix to all out, guns-blazing flight battle sequences. Along with these, there was a deeper, more emotional side to the movie, one that wasn't really there in the first film. With the new enemies and characters comes a new insight into the Stark legacy, which allows the audience to get more of a feel of what Tony's relationship with his father was like.

Don't worry, Don Cheadle makes an excellent Rhodey, who thoroughly convinces as Tony's weary but loyal best friend. Sam Rockwell is fabulous as Justin Hammer. Mickey Rourke is menacing as Whiplash and Scarlett Johansson is sexy and deadly as Natasha Romanoff.

For me, one of the many highlights of the film were the Tony/Pepper moments. They were sweet, funny, caring and sad and everything I wanted for my OTP.

It's like there hasn't been a two year gap between the two movies. RDJ is the same arrogant but loveable playboy that everyone knows and adores but this time round he delves into Tony's personal life in order to show the vulnerability of being Iron Man. The Birthday Party could have been a farcical, big-laugh-only scene, but watching it, I felt deeply saddened and sorry for Tony, whilst at the same time wondering whether I should be laughing or not. RDJ is tremendous and I think he's fantastic, but you already know that.

Go out and see it. It blew me away and I really agree that it's going to be the biggest film of the summer. But what do I know? I'm just a fangirl.

Iron Man 2 has officially taken over all my thoughts. As a result, I spent a while colouring and editing on my laptop before printing and framing this mini-poster. It has found it's way on to my fandom shelf, along with the comic wallet Caitlin got me. I also applied the temp. tattoo that came with said wallet. I. Am. So. Excited.





(If you happen to be worried about my mental state, please do not fear. I have also finished compiling my list of my top fifteen 'Universities of Interest'. You see? I can focus and be insane at the same time!)

This Wednesday is the Wednesday I've been planning for quite a while now. Well, since biscuits became the compulsory addition to English. And, because I may be going to see Iron Man 2 on Thursday omgomgomgomgomg I finally got to make the special Iron Man biscuits that I've been waiting to bake since I found out the week of the release. They were a bit of a faff, and a couple of them have lost legs and one snapped in three places, but I imagine they'll be knocked around a bit on the way to school anyway.

The point is - they are Iron Man. They are edible. They are supercool.

I apologise for a lack of posts. Nothing interesting has really happened in the last week.

However, today was the birthday of Jess Faye Cunliffe. This explains why I'm lying on my bed typing this dressed from the waist up as the Cheshire Cat, including ears and whiskers, and wearing comfy pyjama bottoms from the waist down due to excessive party food eating. It was awesome and fun and very cool. Thank you Jess, and welcome to the eighteenth year of life.



I have a load of work to do tomorrow, including revision for this Lysistrata mock question rubbish we're doing on Monday in Drama, and typing up a bibliography for English c/wk.

HOW AM I EXPECTED TO CONCENTRATE WHEN IRON MAN 2 COMES OUT NEXT WEEK?
IT'S TOTALLY OUT OF ORDER FOR THE SCHOOL TO ASSUME I'LL BE ANYWHERE NEAR MY USUAL LEVELS OF COMPLETE AND UTTER CONCENTRATION.

I am going to be a giggly, hysterical, excitable mess at the end of this week.
But do you know what? I don't care.

In another mad fit of productiveness, I finally got round to actually putting up my Merlin 2010 Calendar! Yay! And to reward me for doing this, Prince Arthur was there to greet me. Not in person, on the page thing. I also filled it in for the month of April, though you probably can't see that from this picture.



In other news, I did another page of Twelfth Night highlighty-revision. I'd like to say I'm learning a lot about Elizabethan theatre, but I think that actually, I have a long way to go before I'm prepared to go on Mastermind with it as my specialist subject.



So that's that. I thought I'd do photos today because I don't really do them ever and my blog was looking sparse. Tonight, I'm going to go to bed but not before reading an interview with Karen Gillan that I've been saving to read all day. Also, I bought some new headphones that are, apparently, Kiwi Green and I also got the Radiohead album Pablo Honey because although the Best Of album is £4.99 on the HMV website, it was actually £16 in the shop. Harrumph.

I've actually had a pretty good day today. It didn't start off well; I got up early in order to be at the gym at 8, but it freed me up for the rest of the day so I guess it was useful. I got home, had a quick shower and got dressed and waited for Katie to pick me up in her car to go to the park for a picnic in the park with everyone which was very very nice.

I guess it was just a really lovely change to actually spend a day sitting out in the sun, without having to worry about anything. As a result, I ate way too much, but that's cool. Who says no to cherry bakewells? Not me, that's who. But yes, there was music and food and cricket, apparently.

Also, I discovered I have a 'sports face', which I'm sure Laura would be happy to demonstrate for you when she sees you next. Oh, and Katie can't catch either.

I need to buy some new headphones and The Hives album and the Radiohead album because I need some new music in my life.

In a bizarre turn of events, spending all day out and chilling somehow made me come home and actually do some revision. So I wrote out a load of notes on Elizabethan theatre and the original performance conditions of Twelfth Night. And highlighted the important bits, which, unfortunately, turned out to be pretty much all of it.

I was up at 5:30 this morning. My nose has stopped functioning like a normal nose and I keep sneezing. However, risotto for dinner tonight, and that's always a good thing.

Doctor Who was very very good, unfortunately the creepiness of the Smilers was lost on me slightly as the angry and sad Doctor began to come through. Which actually made me go very tense and worry about what was going to happen Amy and no, don't shout Doctor! and no, don't kill the Star Whale!

But yes, angry Doctor was very hard to watch especially as he's all new and shiny, but I'm excited as it'll give us all a different and interesting personality spin to explore and connect with. Which is the whole point of Doctor Who, really, that with each incarnation there is this fantastic new personality but deep down there is the lonely traveller. The question is - how long will it take for him to surface?

Not very long, apparently. And I'm very excited to see what Matt Smith does with it.
Very excited.

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Read and enjoy a lovely Jardine family real-life story (via Mummsie's blog).

This holiday has so far been exhausting. So much for an Easter 'break'. Yikes.

I've been at the gym for an hour and a half or so every day this week so far, and I intended to go every day (bar weekends) for the rest of the holiday until I realised that the possibility of Ashes on Mars this weekend means that I won't be able to go every day next week. I don't feel thinner. If anything, I just feel like I'm wasting my time. Oh well, at least the women on reception at the gym know me on first name terms. So that's...nice. Right?

Being at home during the day is awkward, but I'll say no more on that subject because it's neither relevent nor interesting for you all. I'm just thankful I'm going out again tonight.

Anne's house for the Recess movie, methinks it'll be a good evening.

I'm back from my Grandma's. Hello. It's certainly nice to be in a nice warm house. When we arrived on Thursday, it was freezing, and we all huddled round the fire and had dinner and tried to find things to do before going to bed. I slept with the electric heater next to my face.

On Friday morning, it was so cold that our breath hung in the air and no one dared use the back (and only) toilet for fear of frostbite. It was seriously much warmer outside in the garden. However, we all had to go into Carlisle for Dad's book thing (which, to be honest, I didn't really know what was happening and I ended up leaving early because I didn't have a ticket for the game anyway). So I walked up into Carlisle and met Mum and we had lunch and walked round the shops and had some coffee and cake and Mum bought me the Aqua Marina face stuff I wanted from Lush, and we also got some free soap, and I got the Kathy Reichs novel 'Deja Dead' because A, I'm addicted to Bones and B, I know Caitlin is reading it.

The evening was pretty good, although I was on Diet Coke and water all night. I was sitting on what ended up to be the ladies table, and we had a good long natter and I realised how tame and boring my life is and that apparently I have lost enough weight for a couple of people to comment on and yes, my eyelashes are naturally this long. My face is bonier than it used to be, apparently, so yay!

I finished annotating Lysistrata yesterday, and now all I have to do is that stupid English essay and my holiday will be free of work. Hopefully, it's all uphill from here.