A Movie "Year" in Review

Month with the most watched movies:
July (13)

Month with the least watched movies:
September (5)

Month with the least rewatches:
July (0)

Month with the most rewatches:
December (4)

Most watched actress:
Minnie/Myrna Loy (3), Deanna Durbin (3)

Most watched actor:
Cary Grant (5)

Favorite new actress:
Gene Tierney

Favorite new actor:
Donald O'Connor

Oldest film:
The Hands of Orlac (1924, September)

Newest film:
Lincoln (2012, November)

Funniest film:
Revenge of the Bridesmaids (2010, October)

Saddest film:
The Lost Weekend (1945, November)

Favorite film overall:
The Lost Weekend

Least favorite film overall:
Bringing Up Baby (1938, July)

Ratings:
0/5..................................0
0.5/5...............................0
1/5..................................0
1.5/5...............................0
2/5..................................2
2.5/5...............................0
3/5................................10
3.5/5...............................3
4/5................................15
4.5/5...............................7
5/5................................14

Another Year and Still No Offer to Host 'The Essentials' on TCM

Another year of laziness, procrastination, tears, sweat, frustration, and anger has come and gone.  I've seen myself grow into a new person (though I can't say better), who has found out things about myself that I never realized before.  I've met quite a few inspiring and funny people, I've laughed so hard I've cried, I've torn my hair out in frustration, I've realized my dream career, and I've learned that I like to be right way too much.  But looking back, it's been a great year.  Sure, I didn't get half as much done as I wanted to, but that's not important.  What is, is that I've still managed to enjoy myself 67% of the time.  I sound so cheesy, I know.  (Lucky for me, no one reads these things.)  As is always the case, as the end of the year came closer, I started coming up with all these ideas to create a new me.  And that's not gonna happen; I'll decide it's lame or embarrassing before I even give it the chance.  One resolution I do plan to follow through on, however, is a little idea I stumbled across on Tumblr the other day.  It's really the easiest thing.  For all of 2013, I'm going to write a good memory on a sheet of paper everyday and stick it in a jar.  This time next year, I'll dump it all out and read it.  And I really want to just start this memory collection already.  (Also, looking back on all that I've written here, maybe I should work on refining my writing skills as well...)
So, anyway, happy New Year to you all.  Here, have a few images:

~B

Fangirl, Huh?

I was going to write a nice little post about how Nerds are all-awesome; however, that did not work out too well...  (Want to see the gif set that inspired the post originally?  Click here.)  Instead, I think I shall define some words in dire need of defining.  They are as follows:

• Fangirl
• Fangirl
• Fandom
• Ship(ping)
• OTP
• Canon
• FEELS

Okay, stop.  Breathe.  This won't be too hard.  Oh, wait.  You weren't freaking out?  Whoops.  Didn't think my heartbeat was that loud...
I don't know how many of you (eight or nine...) are on Tumblr or anything like that, but let me tell you: no one is ever really there to explain these terms to you.  You're welcome; Merry Christmas.  It's just something you pick up.  It's the slang of the fangirl world.  Look, there I go using a word that has yet to be defined.  The point is, unless you're seriously considering throwing the rest of your life away by sitting on your butt all day long wasting countless hours on Tumblr and reading fanfiction, these words won't really come in handy.  Especially considering every normal person has no clue what's being said.  That's when you're really in a pickle because by the time you start using these terms in normal, everyday conversation, you've forgotten the correct, universally understood term.  So, at long last, here goes...!

Fangirl
Really this is just a term for a female fan of anything.  (Without the italics,) this can also be fitted to the male gender: fanboy.

Fangirl
Fangirl encompasses all genders.  We're They're the extremists.  The ones who freak out over the smallest touch between two characters, details, release dates, merch(andise), actors/actresses, shooting locations, etc.  Be warned: context clues are really what are gonna tell you which version is being used.

Fandom
The best way I can explain this is a kingdom of fans.  Let's use the ILL (I Love Lucy) fandom.  The "royalty" would be Ball, Arnaz, Vance, and Frawley because they are the main stars of the show.  The fans of the show make up the kingdom's people.  But there are also fandoms for ships/OTPs (see below), in which case (still with ILL), the Ricardos would be your "royalty."

Ship(ping)
Shipping is the act of being for the relationship between two people/characters.  It could be male/female, male/male, female/female, or other...things depending on the...extremeness...Yeah there are some BAD fanfics out there...This is the tricky one.  Once you learn this word and fully understand it, you'll start using it in everyday conversation.  An example for you:  "Oh, Lucy and Desi.  I totally ship it!" or "Oh, Betty Haynes and Bob Wallace: ship it!"  Yes, it is completely acceptable to use this term for real people/couples.  At which point couple names come in handy.  (Jaggie, Brangalina, etc.)

OTP
One True Pairing.  Now, remember this one.  It's so important.  OTP really goes hand-in-hand with shipping.  I guess OTP was originally intended to be your TOP ship from all your fandoms, but no one on Tumblr follows the rules.  Ergo, it is very much acceptable to have multiple OTPs from multiple fandoms.  Want some examples?  Psych OTPs: Shules, Carlowe; CH OTPs: Lucy/Ricky, Nick Charles/Nora Charles, Betty Haynes/Bob Wallace, etc.  There are also BrOTPs, which are like bromances (brotherly romance, but definitely not incest.  See: Shawn and Gus (Shus).)

Canon
Canon relates to OTPs and shipping and refers to established couples (or couples already together) within a show/movie/book.

FEELS
The worst one, the most taxing one.  FEELS are feelings, plain and simple.  However, they aren't especially used in the same context.  FEELS for the fangirl world (the really obsessive fangirls, in case you didn't catch that) are feelings so strong that you basically have an attack.  Like a feelings seizure.  This especially occurs when OTPs (especially when not canon) share a cute moment or something really surprising happens.  Common responses for Tumblr users especially include "I can't" and "asd;klfalskd," or something to that affect.  It basically just indicates that we they are unable to properly function after what they just watched.

Lastly, I did not list this, but I did mention it a few times.  Fanfiction.  I don't know if there's anyone who does not know what FF is, but in case you do not...
Fanfiction is stories written by fans of a show/book/movie, or sometimes even a song/band.  Often it's a good way to get through a hiatus or to get some much needed OTP moments not provided on the show.  Some important terms to know, especially if you read on fanfiction.net are OOC (out of character), AU (alternate universe), A/N (author's note), R&R (read & review), songfic (FF written based on a song with the lyrics moving the story along), one-shot (mostly one page stories, also known as shorts), crossover (where a story is written combining two different shows, etc.), fluff (cute scenes between characters that really doesn't have a plot), slash (FF with same-sex pairings).

For those of you who stayed on to read everything, I hope this helped clear up any language issues you've been having.  I know this isn't really related to the purpose of this blog, but I feel this really needed to be done.  And remember: URBAN DICTIONARY IS YOUR FRIEND!

The Grand Master Plan

With age comes responsibility, and with responsibility comes...wise and obvious ideas?  Yes, it's true.  You all know I'm obsessed with Rosemary Clooney.  (Wait, you don't?  ...)  However, it has only just recently dawned on me that I'm doing everything wrong.  She may be gone (and may she rest in peace), but that doesn't mean I can't get closer to her in some way.  "Bailey, you've gone off your rocker."  Thanks for finally catching on, but let me further explain: George Clooney.
Yes, that George Clooney.
"Okay, you've totally lost me."  Yeah, not many people seem to be able to follow my thought process.  George Clooney, the ultimate bachelor, just so happens to be Rosemary Clooney's nephew.  Seeing as I can't posthumously marry Rosie (yeah, that would be really weird...), I've decided to turn my sights onto someone else.  Sorry, Cary.
Of course, some people might view me as a gold digger for this decision.  I assure you, I am not.  More like a...relative digger.  I'm in it for the relation and the relation only.
"But, Bailey, you're not even 16."  Shut up.
"He's the ultimate bachelor for a reason..."
"Isn't that called a football marriage or something?"  Not one for football...
"He's old enough to be your father."  Stop rubbing it in.
"He's famous and you're...when was the last time you ever even went outside?"  I understand you are fluent in Tumblr problems.
"Good luck.  Not."
Thank you.  I have taken all of your comments into consideration.  The back-up plan?  Yahoo! is a very nice area to read about stuff I don't even need to know about.  And that, my dear reader(s?), is how I came across a certain key point in my back-up plan: Adelia Clooney, George's (yes, now we're on a first name basis) sister.  George's unfamous sister.  George's unfamous sister with children.
Oh, this just keeps getting better and better!
If George refuses to marry me, there are two other Clooney children I can marry.  And if they're already married?  Well, they should have some kids.  Of course, I might be removed a generation, but that's totally fine with me.  So long as I marry a Clooney somewhere down the line.
As I was telling my two best friends my Grand Master Plan yesterday (They both have boyfriends, and I wanted to change up my boyfriend jokes.  You know, the ones about how my boyfriend doesn't celebrate Christmas, doesn't live near me, doesn't give me presents?  He's a little...stiff.  Interpret that how you will.), pointed out the one problem in my Grand Master Plan: I'm a fangirl.
Never have I been so cursed.
Picture it: George and I are sitting in the living room around the Christmas tree with the rest of the family, and everyone's telling old stories about Rosie while her records play.  And then it'd be my turn to talk.  "Did you know Rosemary Clooney started singing with Tony Pastor's Big Band with her sister Betty?  When Betty decided to give up singing, Rosie went solo.  I have some of the coolest pictures of her on my laptop!"  *awkward silence*
So there's the only thing that will bring me down.  It's really not my fault that I absorb (*cough cough* obsessively wiki-stalk *cough cough*) my favorites!  "Yes, it is."  Shh...
But it will work.  I assure you.  He'll go from this:

To this:

Mrs. Clooney OUT!

Classic and "Classic" (Yes, There Is a Difference)

There are two definitons to the word "classic."
First there's classic.  This, in my book, refers to movies 1950's or 1960's and before.  (i.e., My Name is Julia Ross, Four Daughters, The Rains Came, The Diary of Anne Frank, Don Juan, etc.)
Then there's classic.  This means a movie that is so phenomenal that it's a definite must-see.  (i.e., The Shawshank Redemption, Titanic, Dirty Dancing, Footloose, Grease, Toy Story, etc.)
Of course, it's totally possible to have a movie that fits under both categories.  (i.e., Meet Me in St. Louis, The Wizard of Oz, Gone with the Wind, White Christmas, It's a Wonderful Life, The Sound of Music, Mary Poppins, etc.)
Just so ya'll know...So when I get mad at people calling modern films classic, this is why.  Because half the time they're probably not.  (*cough cough* The Social Network *cough cough*)
~Mini rant over.

P.S.  This was way better in the shower.
P.P.S.  And if anyone knows how to pass chemistry when the teacher can't teach the subject, HELP.