So Full Of Wit

I just can't stay away.

Friday Emily and I stayed in, ate pizza and watched the ever so sappy Notting Hill. It was enjoyable and the most important part: it was cheap.
It was nice to have a drama-free night like we used to have.

Saturday I started to clean my room. Now my methods are somewhat backwards, because when I truly clean my room, I tend to tear it apart in the process. I try to find homes for everything, and when I fail, I tend to shove the objects into various drawers or cabinets. When I go through said drawers and cabinets, I think to myself "Ah, self. You need to find the proper place for this." and it ends up on my floor in a pile for a few days. Then I put it back into the said drawer or cabinet and try again next time.
Needless to say, my room is cleaner than it has been, but there are random piles of random objects around my room.
Sadly, I'm pretty OCD about certain things in my room. My books should be categorized by genre, and right now they aren't. There isn't enough room in my bookshelves to separate them by genre, so I just shove books in wherever there is room. Thinking about it makes my stomach hurt. I don't like the fact that Paradise Lost is next to Twilight. Heck. I don't like the fact that I even have Twilight.
It's sad that I'm addicted to buying books. Most of the books on my bookshelves are still unread. Poor, unused knowledge.
Then D.J. came and picked me up and we went to get Chinese. We were going to go see a movie, but we didn't, because he didn't feel like it. So we came back to my house and watched Full Metal Jacket. Such a great alternative. (If you haven't picked up on that sarcasm yet...here's your chance).
So Full Metal Jacket. I've heard of this movie and was interested to see what it was about. I'm a fan of Stanley Kubrick after watching one of his films in my Intro to Film class my freshman year, so the film already had points to begin with. After awhile, I realized it was basically watching a basic training camp and the Vietnam War. There was really no storyline, minus the immensely creepy Pvt. Pyle storyline. I saw it coming. His eyes went rigid. The scene in the bathroom will forever haunt my dreams. After that part, I got bored. There are a few good lines in it that I had NO idea came from this movie. Other than that, I'm glad I watched it just to say I've watched it, minus the last half hour, but I probably won't watch it again.
Today was church. Good message as always. I've been doing homework, finishing up cleaning, and I finally finished Veronica Mars. I'm extremely upset.
Begin Rant
I do not understand how a show that is so intelligently written, funny, smart, interesting, and downright witty could get cancelled after three seasons, without even a real ending, but shows like Dancing with the Stars or Survivor can last all these years. It seriously makes me mad. Good shows like Veronica Mars, or New Amsterdam, these shows get cancelled because they didn't get enough views. Now I will never know what happens. It stopped in the middle of the storyline. That makes it even worse.
End Rant
Now I must find a new TV show to watch. I'm still watching Boston Legal with mom and dad, but I need one on my own time too. Maybe I'll just watch all these movies that are on my queue.

Have I mentioned that this week is going to be the week from Hell?
Three papers due and my debate due.
Excuse me while I toss myself off a cliff.

At least while I fall to my death I can leave you with a song.
Which one shall I pick tonight?

How about Regina? She's always lovely.
Cue: Field Below - Regina Spektor


I wish I'd see a field below 
i wish I'd hear a rooster crow 
But there are none who live downtown 
And so the day starts out so slow 
Again the sun was never called 
And darkness spreads over the snow 
Like ancient bruises 
I'm awake and feel the ache 
But I wish I'd see a field below 
I wish I'd see a field below 

I wish I'd see your face below 
I wish I'd hear you whispering low 
But you don't live downtown no more 
And everything must come and go 

Again the sun was never called 
And darkness spreads over the snow 
Like ancient bruises
I'm awake and feel the ache 
I'm awake and feel the ache 
But I wish I'd see a field below 
But I wish I'd see a field below 
I'm awake and feel the ache 
But I wish I'd see a field below 
I'm awake and feel the ache 
But I wish I'd see a field below 
I wish I'd see a field below 
I wish I'd see a field below