Yesterday was fifties day at school. I had my hair up in a ponytail and a bandana, but it blew away when I was walking to school. :( I had a sweater and I rolled up my jeans, so I was a bit fifties-ish. But no one, NO ONE else dressed up. I mean, it's a good thing I didn't actually go out and get a poodle skit because I would've looked like a FREAK!
Then I went and ate my lunch quickly and went down to the auditorium to watch Grease. There were like 6 other people there, that's all.
So rather disappointed.
But not as disappointing as today.
Today was sixties day.
I was going to wear my go-go boots and a skirt and a flower in my hair and my Lennon glasses… but ended up just wearing my poncho and jeans. I didn't really want to look that strange. And I live in Canada, it's cold here, okay? Jada and Kristen dressed up a little today as well, so that was alright.
Now, what other movie could you play to capture the essence of the sixties other than A Hard Day's Night?
So, I ate half of my lunch as fast as I could, ran to my locker to put my lunch bag away, and ran back to the aud. Well, actually, I didn't run. I was tempted to run and then fall down. But I didn't.
So I got back to the aud and went in, there were five or so people there. They were about 5 minutes into the film, I suppose. I went and sat down in the front row, right by the speaker. Though, the audio wasn't working.
They eventually got the audio to work, but then the video stopped working. So then they had to go get someone to help. And I ended up seeing the beginning three times.
Now, I don't know if this was an accident or not. BUT THEY HAD SUBTITLES! Come on, English-English is not that different from Canadian-English. I mean, if they need a translator, they've got me, right? But no, they need subtitles to understand what The Beatles are saying. Cor.
Anyway, I turn around once the audio and video has started and realize… my god, there's one other person here.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS SCHOOL? DO THEY NOT APPRECIATE FINE ARTS?
Now, I just have to say "props" or whatever to this person, because they stayed to watch the Beatles. And they had a Tommy shirt! "Sick"!
Later a few more people did come in, but they were yelling and screaming and running around the whole time. And they weren't yelling and screaming because "OHMYGODITSTHEBEATLESIMGONNADIE" no, they were doing it because they were JERKS.
They would say every girl in the film was a hooker. And no one laughed at all. Oh, except for when they would talk about sex. Ha ha, very mature.
Okay, okay, I'll admit it. Once I heard John said "you're too old" to the man in the cupboard I laughed my ass off.
Anyway, you know the part where Paul's grandfather is at the gambling club and he pretends to be a waiter to go get chips from one of the dudes? Well, the one kid had to ask what he was doing! COME ON! I saw this two years ago and I figured out what he did the first time I saw it. I thought it was rather clever as well.
But anyway, we got to the part where they go in for the press conference when we had to go to class. :/ I was hoping they'd forget about us and we would stay there all afternoon. Honestly, I wouldn't care if I got in trouble for not being in French class. Because I can always say I didn't know what time it was (because I didn't) and there should've been a teacher watching to make sure we got to class. And besides, how much trouble would I get into for skipping one afternoon?
I think I deserved the afternoon off, because hey, I paid to go watch that movie. Yeah.
In other news, my history essay is coming along nicely. I've got a few introduction sentences done, which is alright. The body's the most important part though. And the concluding parts… don't even get me started on how much I hate them.
Well, ta, I'm off.
… typical.