Glurf. Again I am enticed into the world of blogger instead of the world of "Shit shit Amelia! You should pack for England because you leave at 4 in the morning on Wednesday."
I kind of prefer this world, anyway. But I (ahem) don't really have anything to say. Some updates: the boys left for Germany on Saturday, I managed to get sunburnt while driving, and my thumb is healing. (Don't remember that I hurt my thumb? May I drect your attention here?)
Also, my father has left almost all the planning of this trip to England to me. I am feeling like it was a bad idea to do so. I have managed to find all of one college on a map. And I don't know how we're going to get from one place to another. Or where we're staying. (Ok, the last one was a lie. We have accomidations. Only for half the nights, and outside the city. But still). So I should be planning that.
I went to a very strange movie yesterday with my father and my sister. It's playing at the Oakstreet if you want to see it, which you don't. It's called "Save the Green Planet," and when looking at the poster you would assume it was an environmental movie about a slightly crazy man trying to rescue the Earth. However, it is actually about a extremely crazy man, hopped up on LSD, who kidnaps this man. Then he tortures him in his basement, with the help of his slightly retarded girlfriend. The worst part of the movie, for me, was when the tortured man has his hand nailed to boards (a la Christ on the cross) and has to pull them off to attempt to escape.
The other moment I did not enjoy was when the dectective who was investigating the case went to the house. He ended up dead in a stream, and from there was chopped to bits with a knife and fed to a dog, named Earth. Earth only eats human flesh. Anyway. It was unpleasent, and has spoiled the song "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" for me.
Off to plan a trip.