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SPN SPOILERS BELOW!

AHHHHHHHHHH SO MUCH CAPSLOCKING IS NECESSARY!!!!

I cannot believe this episode just happened. I don't even care about events so much as I care about characters...so that's how I'm sectioning this!

DEAN! WHY ARE YOU THE NERDIEST AND YET MOST ADORABLE FANBOY EVER????!!!!! Seriously, you are wonderful with your Western fetish and your Star Trek fanning (The Original Series I might add- suck it TNG bitches!)!!!!! And being Sheriff < 3

SAM!!! You and your acceptance of hunting as an entire life makes me both :D and D: I don't want you to be all "I'm trapped!!!!" But I like you hunting!!! GAH! SO TORN!

CAS!!!!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK ARE THE WRITERS DOING TO YOU?!?!?!???!!! AND WHY IS RACHEL SUCH A BITCH?! Okay, that you showed up is like...my favorite. That you asked about Dean's blanket is also my favorite. THAT YOU ARE BUILDING A GIANT WAR MACHINE MADE OF SOULS IS MY LEAST FAVORITE! CLEARLY MAKING OUT WITH MEG HAS HAD REPERCUSSIONS AND YOU MUST IMMEDIATELY MAKE OUT WITH DEAN TO MAKE IT BETTER! And they stabbed you and I didn't know if you were going to be a human! D: That needs to happen after all the big shit is through!

BOBBY!!!! I love that you love the boys and are willing to risk yourself for them. I LOVE THAT YOU ESSENTIALLY HUGGED CAS! (Even though it was sad and he was unconscious.) Thank you for recognizing that Cas is your ally and Dean's BF. That is all!

EVERYONE IN THE PAST!! THANK YOU FOR THINKING DEAN IS GAY. Because, clearly, he's too pretty and clean to be anything but "looking for a man."

Episode, never have I wanted to cry and laugh and bounce and squeal and hyperventilate so much in one episode. I both hate and love you.

And just to reiterate- DEAN IS THE BIGGEST NERD EVER!

The Scariest Horror Film

Okay, I've admitted before that I'm a little more paranoid than is probably healthy. I still maintain that this is what will ensure my survival of the zombie apocalypse, but that doesn't help anything leading up to said event.

Wednesday night my brother and I were asked to go get gas and a car wash for our mother's car. We griped a bit, but of course we were going to go do it.

Oh how I would have wished that I hadn't!

Getting gas was fine- we listened to some cheesy-ass love songs and made fun of each other. Good sibling bonding time.

But the second we got in the car wash...it got scary.

We drove in until it hit stop and the door behind us closed.

And we just sat there for one quick cycle of soap.

Then the door in front of us opened.

And we sat there.

For about two minutes.

That's when my brother decided it was about time to go talk to someone. So he got out of the car and went to the building...leaving me alone in the car.

Then this creepy guy came out and started fixing it. I thought I was going to be alone. Fortunately, my brother came back before it started up again.

But the guy just stood there watching our car!!!

We kept an eye on him as much as possible. But I couldn't shake this feeling that when the soap completely blocked our vision it would be cleared away and the guy would be standing outside my window.

I nearly cried at the thought. It was like my life had suddenly become a terrible horror film!

But he didn't. He just awkwardly watched our entire car wash until we left.

...I probably won't be going through car washes alone again. Ever.

Perfection

Last night, my roommate and I decided to watch some Disney movies. Specifically, we watched Beauty and the Beast.

Now, I vaguely remember seeing this movie in theaters. Seriously, the opening is breathtaking.

I don't know if anything will ever actually come close to matching the perfection of this movie. There's just so much to it that's glorious.

The animation is perfect, the music is perfect, THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH THIS MOVIE!!!

I love the subtle foreshadowing and symbolism.

For instance, the Beast and Gaston have the same eye color and at the beginning they're both all flat and dark and by the end the Beast's are all shiny and pretty. *Melt*

I mean...it got the Academy to add a frickin' category for it! Because they recognized that it was like...the most amazing thing ever, but since it utilized so many different techniques they added the animated film category.

AND THE BALLROOM SCENE!!! Not only does it have the fantastic song "Tale as Old as Time," it's got adorableness and a CG set.

There's just so much wonderful about this movie.

All in all. I love this movie and I will forever love this movie. I will buy it in any technology format I have to.

On the passage of time

Tomorrow never really comes. But I'm kind of dreading Wednesday. Seriously, I have three days of actual college left, then finals.

I feel so sad. Even though I've been wanting to get the hell out of here since last semester, I'm having this horrible nostalgia that is making me know that I'm going to cry when I graduate.

I just don't know what I'm gonna do.

How Celine Dion Made My Dreams Come True

Okay, not really. It's more like Celine Dion was a scapegoat for the Supernatural writers to admit how much fanfiction they've been reading.

So yeah, standard spoilers warning applies beyond this line.

How much fanfiction can one person read? Definitely enough to know that the writers have decided to go through pretty much every cliche that's been born within the fandom.

First- Bobby and Ellen. I've never quite understood it, still don't really, but I'm amused to say the least. I like Ellen, and I wish she was back for good- pain and suffering shall ensue if they toy with my emotions like this again.

Second- Holy Final Destination Batman! As predictable as it was, it was gory and delicious and I WANT MORE OF IT! Seriously. I want more.

Third- Balthazar. I love you. SO FREAKING MUCH. Why are you one of the most amusing characters ever? Seriously- your hatred of Titanic and Celine Dion pretty much made my evening. But not as much as when you said "You've got me confused with the other angel. You know, the one in the dirty trench coat who's in love with you."

I feel like a piece of my life has officially become complete. Oh if only.

Balthazar definitely made this episode glorious. And he should continue to do so. DO NOT KILL HIM!!!!

Now, I love the song "My Heart Will Go On," as I've mentioned before it's the best thing ever at breaking the karaoke ice. But, because hatred of it brought me this episode- hate away!!!

There was this glorious moment I wish I had the ambition to screencap where it just looked like Dean got it.

Finally, impossibly, got the fact that Cas would do just about anything to keep him and Sam safe from anything he possibly could- Fate included.

Now, Fate's a scary bitch. I almost want more of her, but then I mostly just want her to go away. So unless she intends to end Lisa, she should probably not exist for more than a little while.

(That may seem random, but we were discussing Lisa at dinner and the silent "what the fuckery" is still brewing under the surface.)

And lastly, Cas. We need to chat, hon. I wish you didn't have to do this war. I wish you could just end it and become human and stay with the boys FOREVER. But we need Gabriel to come back first, and that's not gonna just happen overnight. (I mean, seriously, if it took four months to find and rebuild Dean imagine how long it will take to find and rebuild a millenniums old Archangel.)

So you're gonna have to tough it out. But don't feel like you have to do everything! I love that you're protecting the boys because I know how important they are to you and I'm really thinking that they do get it now. (They better, bastards.) Even if I disagree with your decision to not tell them that you fucked your battle strategy for them...I know you did it so they wouldn't think less of you.

Um...I don't think I should write anymore. I'm starting to concern myself with the way I'm speaking to the characters.

Overall though- yay for hiatus being over. This was a win! :D

Shit just got real!

Okay, the revelation that I'm almost done with college has been slowly building over the last few months. The laziness and procrastination and stress has all been weighing me down and making it impossible to actually believe that I'm going to receive the grades I would like.

It's not that I don't know what I'm talking about, it's the fact that I know I"m going to pass my classes and thus I will graduate and thus I don't need to do anything because even zeros on the rest of my assignments will still get me the hell out of here.

Looking back, it's been awesome. I know I'm going to cry when it's all over.

Today- it became real.

I did the grown-up thing and called a workplace hoping they'll hire me. They would pay enough for me to not have to live with my parents for more than a month and still pay off the massive amounts of debt I somehow managed to accrue over the years.

Then I got my cap and gown.

It's sad that that's what actually made me realize that I'm graduating.

Until then, it had just been a continuation. Still not graduated yet. Now I have this stupid piece of fabric that I'll be forced to wear and an even stupider hat that doesn't fit my head properly...but it makes it feel so final.

Anyway, I'm down to one paper and then I'm done until I decide to go to grad school. Hopefully I still have the ambition to make it seem A worthy. (I just realized that a B average is kind of crappy and will not get me into any grad school...not that B+ will do me much better._

Why Nothing Gets Done by Governments

We all understand that governments have limitations. They have a lot to deal with and a lot of people to please.

Currently, one of my political science courses is running a simulation United Nations meeting- with Non-Governmental Organizations along for the ride.

None of us have anything to lose by participating and agreeing to whatever we feel like, the only thing that we have to worry about is saying enough to convince our professor to give us an A for the assignment.

And yet...we still don't accomplish anything. We've been sitting around for three days trying to convince each other that our wording is best and here's why.

I'm an NGO, national governments don't like my system or my policies. They really don't like the idea that I'm trying to tell them what to do within their country.

My point is- nothing is getting done and we're just sitting here trying to earn our grade. No wonder real governments and meetings don't accomplish anything.

It's really frustrating to deal with other people and their interpretations of words. I really can't be involved in politics unless I'm world dictator.

This Freaking Lamp

There's a light on my campus that is on an automatic timer. It will turn on and off continuously all evening.

Now, this doesn't sound bad. In fact, it almost seems like a way of conserving energy.

However, there's a right way and a wrong way of installing a lamp that will have "downtime." And this one does it wrong.

It's not a motion-sensor light. No, that would make too much sense. Instead, it's on like...a ten minute rotation. It will be on for about ten minutes, then off for ten minutes.

Unfortunately, because of this timer, there's no telling where it is in the cycle when walking under it. I can't even count the number of times that I'll be walking under it and the light will suddenly go out.

Sometimes it comes on, but that's not freaky.

Anyway, my point is, this lamp is seriously disconcerting. I know now, after several nights of watching it turn off and on and not observing anyone/thing moving under it, that it's just a crazy (and pointless) test.

But that didn't stop me from initially thinking that demons were around to try and like...eat me.

My point is, this lamp needs to have a different system set up. Because not only is the current timer kind of dumb, it's the only one of its kind on campus. What the hell?

Now I'm off to bed to contemplate my poli-sci final.

An Ode to my Faithful

Okay, so my odes will never actually be odes or anything. Just a post focused on something I love.

I would like to make a post about my former car, a trusty old Eagle Vision. It would almost always start.

However, I recently received a Mercury Mountaineer (please don't judge me- I enforce my love for the environment in other sectors of my life).

I love this new car, but as I was riding in a car with my dad I was struck with a moment of nostalgia.

The Eagle has been essentially my car for about three and a half years, it's been my family's car since 1996. We took it out to Montana on the one real vacation we took as a family. I learned to drive in that thing. I first held my dog in it.

I'm really excited for my new car. Thrilled even. Because as awesome as the Eagle was, it was getting old and having some problems.

It was time to move on. Maybe someone else will get it and enjoy it for a few years.

Anyway, that's all.