I'm dreaming of a white Christmas...

Ok, who am I trying to kid - I could happily survive if Christmas is not white; which is why I am spending it green in California where it is currently 49 degrees and sunny!



Last night I went with my mother and some friends to see a showing of Irving Berlin's "White Christmas" on a big screen at the beautiful California Theatre in downtown San Jose.

(The First Street lobby entrance of the California Theatre)

The movie showing before ours was "A Christmas Story", which I hate, but between movies a Wurlitzer organ is raised on a lift out of the orchestra pit and this amazing guy played a bunch of fun Christmas songs for us all to listen to between movies. When the movie started the lift is lowered and the floor slides forward to cover the hole - it was so cool!

When the movie started the lights go down, the curtain parts and they show these great old movies just like they were seen when they first came out - on the big screen! In all honesty I have seen White Christmas at least seventeen million times but it was so much different seeing it on a big screen! There are so many things that I never really noticed watching it on a smaller screen; like that Rosemary Clooney completely reapplies her makeup before going to bed, or that there is writing on the cake for General Waverly at the end of the movie, great stuff like that!

So, in honor of my eye opening experience I would like to recommend to you all some great old movies that you should watch if you are looking for something different to watch.

All about Eve

Philadelphia Story

An affair to remember

In the Good Old Summertime

Now Voyager

To Catch a Thief

Breakfast at Tiffany's

Gigi

Operation Petticoat

Merry Christmas everyone, whatever color it is!

I want to go to Australia!

So I took some time this weekend, away from the studying and the baking, and did something just for me.

I went to the movies, and I saw Australia.

Crikey, it was Amazing!

I will be honest; one of my primary reasons for wanting to see this movie was that it required me to stare at beautiful Hugh Jackman for two and a half hours, but the movie itself was so great! And it goes without saying that Hugh was very pretty.

Now if you have not already seen it, you should know that the style is a little different, but don't throw in the towel and hate it ten minutes in - keep with it. You will be glad you did. The characters are colorful and rich, and the story is fabulously mulit-faceted with the perfect blend of comedy, drama, tragedy and triumph.

My advice: see it. Take tissues. I say TISSUES, plural. Even if you are not an Olympic crier like I am, you will need them.

See ya down under mate!

"So I ask to God why I am here. I say, "Why God?" but there is no answer. So I stop crying. It takes eleven years!" - Sabrina

(To be sung to the tune of "Must be Santa")

When do we cease to sleep at night?

Finals cease to let us sleep at night.

When do we start to quake with fright?

Finals make us start to quake with fright?

No sleep at night, quake with fright...

Must be finals,

Must be finals,

Must be finals, finals time!

Tired...so tired. Finals season has come to town, and so I have undergone a sort of metamorphosis. My diet now mainly consists of fast food, Pop Tarts, and most importantly Diet Pepsi. Only nine more days to go...and it will be all over...which is exactly what I am afraid of.

Oh well, I should get back to work...um...ya...