caithream | I am over here.... now I am over here...

I was going to go see PotC tonight with Catie and Melissa but Catie accidently screwed up the times and they called me a few minutes ago to say they bought Freaky Friday tickets instead. No way do I want to see that movie. So I just politely declined. Gah! It's like, God doesn't want me to see this movie again, or something, heh. This is the third time I've tried to see it and couldn't. Granted I've already seen it twice already but still.

Jimmy brought me Order of the Phoenix today to borrow! Yay.

Ehm, just in case you didn't know, Deborah, we're coming over tomorrow and Sunday. But guess what. Aunt Joyce, Uncle Phil and the boys will be sharing Oma's trailer as well. Fun fun. So I think I'll sleep over at your house. We'll see. (Ooh, perhaps we could persuade the parental units to take us to see PotC together! Just a thought.)

Gaarrgg, the absolute fecking retardedness of some people just makes me want to strangle them. I have no problem with someone disagreeing/complaining about something but first, actually know what you're talking about before you do so. But I must refrain. I must. *Sticks fingers in ears* I know the truuuth, in the end I know the truuuuth, and that's all that matters, la la la. *Stabs*

Oh, and am I the only person on the planet who was absolutely repulsed by the Madonna/Brittany/Christina kiss thing? I didn't see it (thank God) but even after hearing about it I just feel like I need to jam a bar of soap down my ears or something. Gaaghh, bluh.

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Oh. Oh oh oh. Look at the way Frodo clutches his arm. I won't be able to stand it, I just won't.

Wouldn't you think Merry and Pippin would be a bit taller? I mean, after the Ent Draught stuff, you know...
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