While I’m in my last week of exams for my first semester, I’m hoping to get this blog a little more rolling. What I want is for you to tell me what you would like me to write about. This is open for anything, any topic (within reason).
So please, let me know what you’d like me to write about 
So there’s this new movie out called Streetdance 3D, and you may think, not another dance movie, not another dance franchise, or you may think dance in 3D? WhaaaT?
This movie is impressive, the dancers are really fantastic, is it a franchise? Possibly, however, is it American??? That’s a big, juicy NO!
The movie has street dancing, (and shows off many fantastic routines by The Surge – winners of 2008′s Britain’s Got Talent (they beat Susan Boyle)) and an amazing mixture of showing Ballet dancers mixing in the dance fabric of street dance, while showing how the two unimaginable styles can work together while still staying true to their origins.
The movie does well to explain the start of street dancing, while displaying a few of the different specialities of Street dancing (like Popping), however this wasn’t well explained, and in my opinion poorly shown (each move was shown for 15-20 seconds at most).
However, the movie was able to put together a lot of layers in the story, which then was displayed in the dances, you get to witness rivalry, love, jealousy, difficulties, and desperation.
But, can dancers act? Because the people in the movie appear to be dancers and not actors, it would be easy to say that this movie is just about dancing, but it’s more than that, it explains the reason for dancing, that dancing can be intertwined with your life and that it doesn’t matter where you are (unless your rehearsing in a troop) you can dance everywhere and show your emotions.
These dancers/actors do a great job at conveying the story.
Should you see this movie?
Yes.
Is the movie well executed?
To a point, the last few dance scenes, in particular the last one, doesn’t let you leave the cinema with a feeling of elation. You want more, and that’s purely because of the high calibre of all of the dance routines.
Is the 3D well used?
As possibly one of the few people in the world who hasn’t seen Avatar in 3D I can survive without classifying the movie’s 3D efforts against the movie.
The 3D could have been better executed (however I think that about all movies which appear to try and make real life in to 3D. There are a few moments where the 3D doesn’t feel like a gimmick and really draws you in, thanks to very subtle details.
Overall, Streetdance 3D is a fantastic movie, the first 3D dance movie, a British film, a well-scripted film, and a very well danced film. Go see it!
You said that you’d write me a letter,
Confessing your true love for me,
But that letter never came,
Now I’m finishing this,
I’m gone,
I’ve shut that door.
There’s one who loves me,
Wants me,
Respects me,
More than you ever could,
So tonight I’m moving on, moving out, cleaning up for more.
You promised me a ring,
A lifetime with you,
Of bliss,
Of happiness,
Of being with you,
But you took that away from me, when you said that this was it, no more, no more.
You broke my heart and then tried to mend,
It was too late,
My bags were at the door,
I’ve moved on,
That’s for sure.
As some of you would know, I intended to regularly post musings of the mind, opinions and everything inbetween.
Except I left with just one thing, the audio of Christina Aguilera’s new song “Not myself tonight” (of which I love the video clip of, and think that while there are similarities between this clip and Lady Gaga’s “Bad Romance”, the director of the clip is most likely the same.
ANYWAY…
I’ve been working fevourishly on my assignments and everything that relates to me passing this course. It’s harder than anything I’ve done before, but the end result will be enjoyable.
The choir I’m in, and now Vice President of, has been working hard to recruit some more members, otherwise it faces it’s last year this year (which would be extremely sad, so if you love to sing, let me know and I’ll send you the details! (We’d really love some more guys!))
Other than that, I don’t have a lot to comment on. I still don’t know why I should care about Kim Kardashian, I do have an appreciation for Justin Beiber’s songs, and other than that…. yay for TV showing more murders on tv?
Anyway, thanks for letting me procrastinate on your screen, tell me, what are you doing right now (and what should you be doing instead?)
Kxld
Absolutely love Christina’s new sound. Less than 69 days for her new album “Bi-On-Ic”
I’m on the train heading into Melbourne to hand in my first assignment of the course. ICT.
Essentially, how technology was used in the classroom.
I’m hoping that it’s a pass, or more, I’d like more, but I’m happy with a pass.
I had forgotten just how hard it can be to structure your sentences properly and make your writing a captivating (but also academic style) piece of work.
I am not surprised that a lot of my friends aren’t really in touch with me now, my schedule is so full with placements, classes, readings, assignments, and coming up with lesson ideas (and writing each one up which equates to roughly 2,000 words for each lesson, and I have to do a minimum of 10 lessons!)
I just flat and plainly don’t have time for them. Not if I want to get some sleep.
I have stopped clubbing (except for holidays), and I’m only doing my choir on Saturday’s as my sole extracurricular activity.
I have had to change who I was, to become a better student. This course is a lot to me, I want to do well for myself, but more so for my future students.
I’m going to be working incredibly hard for the next who-ever-knows-how-long. But that makes me happy.
I will attempt to stay in touch with my friends, as they do mean the world to me, but I do need to be able to support myself in the future.
So how do I feel after 4 weeks, 3 lessons, and 1 assignment?
Tired, but really good.
This is what I want to do with my life.
I want to be a Primary School Teacher.
Wow, I never thought I could say this, but I’ve officially got a troll.
Sure their messages haven’t exactly been complimentary, well, they’re far from anything nice, however they’ve shown me dedication and intelligence, so they must be at least 14.
I was going to stress about it and track their comments, but I had a feeling they were using a proxy to help spread their hate.
They’ve called me fat, obnoxious, and cracked a go at my mum. Sadly, these are all things which I’ve heard before and would like to openly challenge them to be a little more….. What’s the word….. Oh, creative.
At first I was taken back, thinking “shit, who’d even want to have a go at me, what have I done to them”…. But now I just don’t care.
They obviously feel threatened for some unknown reason and I feel sorry for them.
If it’s someone I know in real life, they obviously don’t know me that well, and they’ve been unable to really upset me.
As for this response, well, it’s really just to let everyone else know that no one can ever make you feel inferior, sure, they can try, but they won’t succeed unless you let them.
Sure, you’ll want answers, I know I do, but do I care? Essentially no.
Sorry troll. Try harder next time.
Peace.
And so it begins….
Today I’m heading back to Uni, I’m doing my Masters of Teaching (Primary) at Melb Uni.
It’s an intensive course and I’m hoping to do the best that I can do, which means that clubbing isn’t going to be happening for me. I’m going to miss the bass pummelling through my body and the dance moves which could only make wall flowers and deaf people laugh at. Actually some of the moves I’ve pulled have made me and everyone else laugh as well.
It’s scary. I’m on the train like I used to be, it feels like the graveyard shift, ironically this now starts at the times of 7am through to 8.15.
The only benefit to this is the attractive people who are on the train. My how fashion is changing for the better!
Well, I’d better go before the guy sleeping next to me starts to drool!
Till we meet again.
Kxoxoxox
You asked me what it’s like to be alone,
without giving a hint that you were holding a sword,
something that would wound without intention,
something which tore through my self defences.
I told the truth,
as I always do,
and now there’s nothing left for me to say,
I can’t release tears,
I can’t think about it,
there really is nothing more for me to say.
I yearn for that hand to hold,
I long for the warmth of lips against mine,
I wait for that special someone,
to come and just sit to my side.
I don’t care about anything else,
just the clutching of hands is all I require,
that alone is my one true desire.
I know that this is wrong,
and I wish that it weren’t so,
it felt so right,
under the pale moonlight,
until reality gave its fateful call.
The one thing that bothered me most,
was just how close I came,
to feeling the things that I’ve always yearned for,
but then you withdrew the blade.
I have to admit something scandalous.
I’m overweight. I’m not obese, you don’t need a tow truck to move me and I am decently fit for my size (it does amaze people when they see me in action).
I don’t like my size, and I’m always working towards losing weight.
Now that that elephant has left the room, I need to say something. I’m sick and fucking tired of the gay community having this impending belief that just because you are overweight, you’re not worth a chat, or even a look. Automatically you’re shifted into “RUN AWAY” category and it’s not fair.
For all you know, I could be the best bloody thing to rock your socks, but you’ll never find this out.
Believe me, it’s painful having to know that your looks are the first thing which people relate too, maybe that’s why I’ve experienced a lot of depression in the past, but I’m honest now, I’ve always been big, and it’s not because I eat shitty food which isn’t good for you, it’s in my genetics.
So putting it simply, if you are going to judge me for my looks because I’m carrying a little too much weight currently. Go and get fucked.
Much love.
K
