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Do we have a future? 

My Husband and I…that is what scares me. I feel like he’s stalling, dragging his feet. I set a deadline to move out December 15th; he pushes it to February then March, now MAY?!?! I cannot live with this mother and his sister any longer. I have dreams of being in our own place, our own space. No questions, no hassles, just privacy, love, and warmth of our own home. Furnished and clean! But then we can’t even get a 12x11 room straight, how in the hell are we going to keep an apartment clean. Free of clutter and mess. Well, if we save up our money and not dip into it, we will have money to use to get the things that we need such as furniture and accessories. 

But do we have a future? I have to ask myself this question as I don’t know what the future holds for us. We were finally standing on a solid, firm foundation but its been rained on. Mostly, by us! Now, its starting to crack again. 

To be continued…

I got lost in 2012. Yet again. I set out to do something, but I just get caught up in me. That’s one thing that I should put on my list for this year. To get out of myself. Be concerned about people around, people I care about. But then I go back to that stone cold bitch that I am so comfortable with, because I just don’t know how to read people or if it’s any of my business to care. Aah! The fun that is the human condition. I guess! 

My husband accused me of not standing up for myself and not speaking out on the problems that I am having with a certain individual. In the back of my mind, we have been down this road before. I have spoke my piece numerous times, been open and honest about what I felt and thought. But when anyone goes up against The Blob, anything that you say or do will be consumed by its whining, crying, and storming away to the land of denial, its safe place. Flawless Victory in its eyes. 

So apparently, there is no fixing stupid. There is no rationalizing with someone who has no common decency or consideration for others. The only reason why it is tolerated is because its “family.” I have dealt with people like this before who think that the world should be handed to them on a silver platter, as if they are some sort of royalty. Family and Non-Family members alike. My best tactic is to ignore these people like they do not exist and continue on with my life. All and all, I make it abundantly clear that I do not wish to chat or make nice, not to mention even acknowledge their very existence. If I must, then it will be served on the coldest dish I have in my cabinet.  

I am NOT a firm believer in “killing them with kindness,” because its not real. You are purposefully being nice to someone just to do what? Upset them? Frustrate them? Usually when people, like this person I am referring to, are trying to “kill me with kindness,” they are just wasting their time. That is not what they are really feeling. They don’t want to be nice to me. It’s called being two-faced. A fake, dirty liar. “And I don’t like dirty liars!” Come at me with the real and let’s talk about it. Other than that, don’t say a damn thing to me. Go on about your business!

I have been uninspired to type my words as they flow from my brain because I could type something out, get frustrated, and completely lose it forever. So I have retreated back to the old fashioned method of simply keeping a journal. Then maybe later, I can type out my thoughts and post them. The only thing is, scheduling a time to post my thoughts. 

I have also started Vlogging on my iPhone. I don’t know if I want to post those either. The internet can be a very ugly place, and I don’t think it’s ready for someone like me. 

I re-read TGWTDT and I watched the Swedish version yesterday as well. There are alot of things that I got wrong in my initial review because for one thing, it had been a year since I read the book and about 6 or so months since I saw the movie. I still have the American version fresh in my mind (Ha! I mean how can you forget it). I made sure to take notes on some important things because I do have the tendency to forget (obviously!). Didn’t get the chance to read the other two books in the Millennium Series, but I am on The Girl Who Played With Fire right now.  I can’t wait for the American versions of The Girl who Played with Fire and The Girl Who Kicked The Hornet’s Nest so I should done with reading the other books soon (within two months as it took me about a week and a half to read The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo). 

Apparently, someone has been lying on me, getting the credit for all that I have done around the house, portraying me as a “lazy” person. It takes me an hour and a half to clean the house: sweeping, dusting, mopping, and laundry. The kitchen was already cleaned from last night, but all I did was wipe down the counters to make sure that it was fully clean. I left the table as is until someone decides that she wants to eat and make a mess. I will clean the table later today before everyone gets home. I had to take pictures of what I have done so far to make sure that I have proof of what I did and that the house was clean when I was done. I am airing out the room so that later on, I can sweep and straighten up later. Then I will mop! I am not going to clean up everyday behind someone. I make it easy for people around here to clean up behind themselves and if they cannot do that, then it is not my fault. And I will make that known should the issue arise. But the issue never arises because no one wants to start “trouble” or address it. It is sad that the person who runs this house doesn’t want to deal with the problem that causes tension, since it is so easy to put the blame on the people who are actually doing the right thing by working and cleaning the house. Making seem that the person who isn’t doing anything, is the light of the family. They shouldn’t have to deal with it since it is an immature and needless issue to deal with. But I am sick and tired of being lumped into a category with a person who acts like she doesn’t have the time to take care of the house for her family. 

For the past 2 months or so, I have take it upon myself to make sure that the house is taken care of for the lady of the house so that she didn’t have to worry about this detail. But did anyone want to hear my side; that the fact that I have been cleaning house this whole time. Her daughter cleans the house for a week or two while the lady was at home, and she gets automatic trust that the house has been taken care of by her. But no one wants to hear that I have been dealing with someone that does not clean up after herself. 

Awhile back when I was working and my husband was at home, not working, I was accused of taking advantage of him and not pitching in around the house, because I wanted him to take up the slack of making sure that the house was clean. Now that the tables have turned, the responsibility has been placed solely upon my shoulders. And no one backs me up! Not even the person who works one day a week and goes to school part-time. 

The family that I have married into has not given me the chance. I haven’t been able to get close to my father and mother-in-law because of their daughter. She hogs them, possessively, which disables me from being myself with them or getting to know them because of some fear that someone may think I will take them away from her. So I just keep to myself and don’t make the effort. And in that, they have accused me of hiding, not wanting to get to know them, to open myself up to them. It is a fact that I have trust issues, but this has caused me to stay in my shell. 

Honestly, I haven’t done anything wrong to the princess. Since I have been in my husband’s life, she had acted negatively towards me. The first incident was when we were allowed to move in after we got married. She declared what was hers and no one could have what she acquired, but then she would turn around and dig into things that we bought for ourselves. In being fair and how she treated us, we declared that she shouldn’t have the right to get into what we had claimed to be ours. That may have seemed petty, but when it was our understanding that we should respect her things (which is fair) and she should respect ours. She didn’t do that. She violated the very rule that she applied to us without applying it to herself. At that point, I did not want to associate myself with a person that did not follow boundaries, especially ones that she set on her own. To me, that made it look as if we had no right to be there (actually we had no right period), and she had the run of the house, and could do whatever she like. Worse of all, she was backed up by her parents. And that was always the case in any situation or argument. She was backed up regardless. It was as if saying, “Just give her what she wants so she can shut up and we can have peace.” Which makes sense. Dealing with a person that has no boundaries, no consideration for others, selfish, demanding, and above all immature and petty is very exhausting and drains the energy. No one should have to deal with someone like that, especially since they are a grown adult. But that only gave her power to do what she liked and have no consideration for anyone else. 

I have stopped trying to figure her out. Whether she truly is a malicious and devious person who thinks that whatever deals with her is important or she truly has a mental disability, there is no telling and it does not matter. I do not trust her. She has never given me reason to trust her and I refuse to kiss her ass and be nice. I will start talking to her when she realizes that the world in this house does not revolve around her. That there are other people in the house and she has to account for all of her. When she starts handling her responsibility, then there maybe the possibility of warming up to her. Her attempt at small talk, offering to share food, and the like can be a nice gesture, but in her case, its just some form of control and denial. As if there is no problem to deal with, and it makes it all the problems dissipate, giving her the right of way to continue acting, behaving, and doing all the things that is hurtful to our daily harmony. 

It is up to her to restore harmony to the house by falling in line with what everyone is trying to do. If she keeps up with her attitude and incapability to take responsibility, then there will be no reason who me to be “friends” with her or acknowledge the fact that she lives here and deserves of the rights that she so conveniently believes is hers. 

Jack Nicholson in Something’s Gotta Give

Not afraid to just be herself and express true emotion and feeling. Even in her dances which may not be exact and precise, but there is an effortless freedom in her movements. Like when children dance. There is not over thinking just the music and the reaction of her muscles that make her flow. But then she has her more solid, fluid dances moves that are calculated and strong that have more impact.

Her music inspires you to discover the movement hidden within yourself rather than memorize some elaborate dance routine just to make you feel sexy as sexy is “supposed” to be. It inspires you to find your own hidden sexy or solidify the sexy you already have.

(Source: ladygagaxterryrichardsonthebook.com)

tobethinonymous asked: Mikael has a daughter in the book, but she is kind of a plot device character. She's the one in the book who tips him off on the numbers being biblical verses, so Fincher was accurate on that point. It's no surprise that people don't really remember her because she's not really mentioned again after that scene, or in books two or three.

That’s what I figured.  I read the book over a year ago so when I saw the new film, it was a shock that his daughter was playing a bigger role than what I remember. Thank you!  

Quick notes…

Very impressed with the American adaptation. The pacing was faster than its swedish counterpart, that seem to go page by pages on storyboard. The American adaptation had everything from the book, but it just took off right from the start. And I felt that the parallel storylines between Blomkvist and Salander transitioned smoother and with ease then blended into one towards the climax of the film. 

Characters

Lisbeth Salander

Rooney Mara did a great job portraying a troubled, and distant woman hostile with the world, ready to tear it down when needed, but I didn’t feel the history of hurt and pain as I did with Noomi Rapace’s performance. 

Mikael Blomkvist

Daniel Craig, I felt, was better suited for this character than in the Swedish version. I wanted to feel attracted to this character, but the actor who played in the Swedish version, Michael Nyqvist, just seem awkward, because I was picturing someone else in my head and he wasn’t it. And what I mean by attraction is just not physical, its just this vibe that he gives off. Daniel Craig’s Blomkvist was more rugged, comical, lost. 

Daughter?

I don’t remember reading in the book that Blomkvist had a teenage daughter. I don’t know if they just added that to place more emphasis on the case. 

Martin Vanger

I LOVE STELLAN SKARSGARD! Now in the book and in the Swedish version, Martin was supposed to be this awkward, “useless,” stupid man who so happened to run the company after Henrik. But they made Stellan’s Vanger more charismatic, compassionate, more mysterious. Not that you know he is hiding something, but this man couldn’t possibly be a killer, because he’s charming. I suppose that is how he was in the book. To me, in the swedish version of the film, Martin Vanger seemed to not have any kind of voice or respect from his family. He was weak. 

Erika Berger

I know that this character played a very small part in the film and in the book, but her description in the book was what grabbed me when I saw the Swedish version, and it was not like what I pictured. Robin Wright actually fit the description that I saw in my head when I read the description.