Thor (Spoilers) and Seeing Movies by Myself

So I went to see Thor: The Dark World with my mom and brother for his birthday last night, and before I get on to the main point of today’s post, let me just SPOILER ALERT you all.

There was a part toward the end of the movie where we see Loki die in Thor’s arms and I legit almost started crying. That shit was sad. I was like, NO!!! HOW CAN THEY DO THAT!?! HOW CAN THERE BE MORE THOR MOVIES WITHOUT LOKI!?!

But thankfully, he didn’t actually die. Loki is the god of mischief (and trickery) and he in fact faked his death. Later on, we see a scene where a random Asgardian soldier tells Odin that a body was found, and Odin says “… Loki” and the soldier smiles mischievously.

I personally didn’t notice that part as foreshadowing until my mom, brother, and Krista pointed it out to me. I’m not the kind of person who watches movies waiting for foreshadowing so I can guess what happens next. I like watching them to enjoy them and be surprised. And surprised I was!

At the end of the movie, Odin is sitting on his reconstructed throne, giving his Regency over to Thor. Thor denies it, saying he’ll protect Asgard and the nine realms, but he won’t rule them. And Odin says what a curse he’s been given – one son who wants the throne and power too much, and another who refuses it altogether. Then they say bye and you see Thor walking down the Bifrost, and the camera pans back to Odin, and I forgot what he said, but then HE MOTHERFUCKING TRANSITIONS INTO LOKI AND I SQUEALED AND SLAPPED MY SEAT WITH JOY.

THIRD MOVIE GAURUNTEED, BAM.

Also, after the main credits there was a portion where Siff (?) and the redheaded soldier give the Aether to some guy who collects relics and weird shit, telling him they decided it was too dangerous to keep two infinity stones so close together and to keep it safe. And when they leave he looks up and says “1 down, 5 to go.” HELLO MOVIE 3 FOR SURE BABY.

ANYWAY, now that I’ve gushed over the perfection that is Tom Hiddleston, a week ago today I went to see Ender’s Game. By myself. I’ll save the gushing over that movie for later (it was also really good). Instead I want to briefly talk about the stigma attached to going to the movies by yourself.

It’s an interesting thing. Why are people so weirded out by it? There is no shame in doing something by yourself that is “traditionally” viewed as a couples or group thing, yet we continue to react to as such. When I told Alyza I was going to the movies by myself, she said it was weird and sent me a snapchat with her face in a reproached expression. It didn’t make me feel any less awkward about embarking on this mini journey, but rather enforced the stigma that it’s weird.

But I discovered that in fact it’s not that weird. Sure I felt awkward at first when the guy in the wheelchair ripped my ticket and directed me to my theater. I felt like other people were judging me for being by myself. But once I was there and enjoying the movie, I felt liberated.

And it’s such a strange feeling, coming to the realization that something as simple as going to the movies by yourself can make you feel so free, but it’s true. I loved it. I didn’t have to impress anyone. I didn’t have to worry if anyone else liked the movie or not. It was just me and my thoughts and it worth the $7.50.

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Aaron Paul is Really Hot Though

Alright you guys. My ideas for a proper blog post tonight are null. Here are some gifs of Aaron Paul that I really enjoyed looking at today:

I’M A BRIDESMAID!

I can’t believe today is pretty much over. It’s been a long day, but not in a bad way. I met with my friend Amanda at Demetrios to help her check out wedding dresses along with her mom and her fiance’s sister. She actually ended up saying yes to the dress to the first one she tried on. It’s absolutely gorgeous and I want to share it, but I don’t want her fiance to somehow find this blog and see it, so I’ll keep it under wraps for now and if I’m still blogging here in 9 months, I’ll post pictures then.

She also asked me to be a bridesmaid, which I am super thrilled about. I said yes, of course. It’s my first time being a bridesmaid and first wedding of a personal friend’s that I’ll be attending. Although I must admit I am slightly disappointed I’m not MOH, only because I remember discussing her possibly getting married someday a while ago and I got really excited for her and asked if I’d be a bridesmaid and she told me I’d be MOH. I mean obviously things have changed. She’s not with the same guy she was with back then. But still. It’s okay though, this means I have less bridesmaidly duties to perform, like planning the whole bachelorette party and everything like that. However, I did volunteer my crafty-fashion skills to help with the bouquets/corsages/boutonnieres/bridesmaid accessories. I might as well be MOH when it comes to that stuff.

We also picked out the bridesmaid dress(es) for the most part. She fell in love with this Greek style dress with draping cowls on the side.  I’m not sure if she’s set on it though, because I know she didn’t like the price. I think it’s safe to share pictures of that dress, however. So here I am in it! I love the way it looks on me.

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Later in the day, I was my mom’s date to a banquet honoring her 15 years work at the hospital she works at. It was a really nice event, and it was held in the newly renovated wing of Cobo Center in downtown Detroit, facing the Detroit River and Canada. We were in a massive hall with a gorgeous modern ceiling. It was a really nice event and the food was very good. The hor d’oeuvres were fantastic. I especially liked the fancy boursin cheese and blackberries the size of golfballs, no joke.

Look at my mom looking fabulous.

Look at my mom looking fabulous.

October is definitely turning out to be interesting.

 

Orange is the New Black

So I started watching Orange is the New Black (Netflix original) last night and it’s actually quite good. It’s a drama about a lady who turns herself in for a crime and goes to a female prison for 15 months, then has to navigate herself through the facility’s setup with the other inmates.

I really like the setup of the show in terms of how they play out the storyline with flashbacks. You get snippets of each main character’s life and how they ended up in prison. I also enjoy all the lesbianism throughout the show. The warden (I think) keeps telling Piper (the main character) that she does not have to engage in lesbian sexual activities, but little does he know that she was (or rather still is, despite being engaged to a guy played by Jason Biggs) a lesbian.

In the first episode, we get our first taste of lesbianism in prison via one of the other main characters, Nicky played by Natasha Lyonne, eating out another inmate in the showers while Piper walks by. I personally found that scene to be half assed. If it were really happening, her face would’ve been buried more significantly between that girl’s legs.

I also enjoyed in the second episode when she was making the lotion for Red’s back (Kate Mulgrew) and chewing up the jalapenos. It mostly enticed me because the crunching sound was pleasant.

Plus, Laura Prepon (famously known as Donna in That 70s Show) plays her ex lesbian girlfriend who is also in the same prison.

My Dad’s Reaction to My Piercing is That of a 5 Year Old’s

So as I mentioned last night, I played the “let’s see how long it takes for my family to notice my nose piercing” game.

As it turns out, not too long, but amusingly long enough.

I was sitting down eating my lunch after the gym, my dad was changing the trash, and mid sentence he goes “WHAT IS THAT IN YOUR NOSE?” and I don’t think I got to say anything really, and he said “IS THAT A HOLE? IS THAT A HOLE IN YOUR NOSE? DID YOU PUT A HOLE IN YOU NOSE?” as if asking the same question 3 times made it not real.

I told him yes, to which he kinda got pissed, walked away to change the trash in the bathroom, and came back and said “Do you think you look prettier with that thing in your nose?” and I just stared at him, chewing, and then looked back down at my food. Then he said I have dubious friends, and walked away with the trash.

Since then, he has been giving me the silent treatment/pretending I’m not alive. It’s actually genuinely amusing because like…seriously? I’m pretty grateful that he wasn’t more pissed and demanded I take it out or something ridiculous.

I’m so glad that my first tattoo will not be visible for him to shit bricks over. Cause I’m pretty sure he’d go insane. I mean, you know, god forbid I put a hole through my body – imagine what his 20th century ideals are like about INK UNDER MY SKIN. =O

But listen, at the end of the day, it is my body. It is my choice. It is my money. And I am not forcing anyone else to go through the pain. Don’t like it? Don’t care. I literally don’t give a fuck what you think about what I do to myself. It’s 2013. Get over it. Get over yourself. It is not that serious, honey.

P.S. My mom seems rather unphased by it. While my dad was freaking out asking me if I actually have a hole through my nose, her reaction was at first this face: O_O and then “is that like a little stone in there?” +1000 points for her chill attitude, mega appreciated.

So Today I Got My Nose Pierced

Today started out relatively uneventful. Alyza and I went to downtown Ferndale, and after exiting the Rust Belt, she clapped her hands, got really excited, and screamed “DO YOU WANNA GET YOUR NOSE PIERCED!?” To which I took a minute to reply “sure” to.

After trying a few different shops down there (one didn’t do piercings, the other was closed on Sundays) we found a shop on Woodward that was open, did piercings, and did them with studs (I’m not allowed to wear hoops in my nose at work).

SOOOOO, I did what I’ve been wanting to do since I was 12, but was too scared to do on my own for over ten years: I voluntarily offered myself to get a hollow needle stuck through my nose and carved out a hole.

It was kinda painful at first, especially the few seconds right after the needle went through. The girl had me close my eyes, but I opened them when the needle was still in and there was a burning sensation happening, so I saw it sticking out of my nose as she still had my nostril clamped out. It was kind of uncomfortable for a little bit and I remember thinking WHEN IS SHE GOING TO PUT THE STUD IN!?

But then she finally did and I was like holy shit I actually have my nose pierced! It’s been mildly hurting on and off all day, as expected. I never realized how much I flare my nostrils, though, until today. Every time I do it, I send a small jolt of pain to the piercing and I’m like oh! Okay!

All in all, it wasn’t a bad experience. I wasn’t freaking out like I used to freak out when I thought of getting things like this done, which only means that in about 2 weeks, when I might possibly be getting my first tattoo(s), I will hopefully also be as semi calm as I was today.

Now I’m just playing the waiting game to see who in my family will notice first that there is something different about me, and how long will it take each of them to notice. I deliberately didn’t post the above picture on Facebook, because I decided it might be better for them to see it in person, rather than find out via social networking about my recent body mod.

But really, I’m 22. It’s my body. I can legally do whatever I want.

I AM A FUCKING MERMAID

I couldn’t handle it anymore. I did it. I made myself a mermaid tail.

I took pictures and videos and omg it’s fantastic. I layed around in my pool mostly just flapping my tail and watching the clouds go by at 75mph (thunderstorms were coming in) for an hour.

I need to add some reinforcement to the fluke because it flops around a lot and it’s cumbersome to actually swim like a mermaid with only heavy interfacing acting as the fluke. Possibly some boning or sheets of plastic would work. OR, I could order a monofin. We’ll see.