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Nov13

I’ll Tell You What I Thought, What I Really Really Thought (AHS Episode 6)

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I’ll Tell You What I Thought, What I Really Really Thought (AHS Episode 6)

Helloooo everyone and welcome to my opinion post on the newest episode of American Horror Story: Hotel, “Room 33”. To be frank, I wasn’t a fan. This episode had me questioning whether or not I wanted to continue watching season five – but fear not, I wouldn’t do that to my readers who tune in to these posts! :*) There was a lot that I just didn’t care for in “Room 33”, so let’s get to it:

Jumpy story lines: “Room 33” was all over the place. The story lines of season five being jumpier than a rabbit on Ecstasy has been one of my complaints since the very beginning, but the newest epi was just too much. We were going from time period, to location, to person, to plot quicker than you could wrap your head around the previous scene. This would all be fine and well if they gave the individual story lines time to develop but that really isn’t happening. In almost every episode we’re introduced to something that could be a potentially cool plot to delve further into but it’s either A) not mentioned again or B) brought up again too late into the season to the point that it feels irrelevant.

Now usually I’m a huge fan of intricate episodes and story lines but there comes a time when it feels like overkill. In almost every episode of Hotel thus far, I feel like Ryan Murphy has bit off more than he can chew. The flimsy plot feels more like unfortunate sloppiness rather than a build up of instances that are going to lead to one major turning point in the season. #whompwhomp

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A sub par cast: Sorry, but I’m not blown away by any of the actors in this season aside from Denis O’Hare. Don’t get me wrong, everyone is doing an okay job – but that’s just it, they’re just okay. I haven’t seen one stand out performance by a leading character all season and that’s just unacceptable. Wes Bentley is delivering a similar performance each week, so is Chloe Sevigny (Alex), Lady Gaga, Finn Wittrock – basically everyone. And don’t even get me started on Sarah Paulson. Despite Paulson’s lack of being featured in each episode, I’m still very disappointed in her performance. All of the Hotel tenants just seem very lackluster and dull. If you’ve seen ten minutes of acting from each character, you’ve seen it all.

Murder House similarities: “Room 33” felt like I was watching an episode of Murder House that wasn’t very good. I loved the dead and living interaction in Murder House and I never minded it when it showed up sparingly in Hotel. However, the newest episode revolved around the interactions of the living characters and those who died in the Cortez and I felt like I’ve seen it all before. The episode felt too familiar and not in the good way. I understand that the plot calls for the dead to wreak some havoc on the living in the Cortez. BUT, the dead in “Room 33” were being featured more than the living, which I feel is so unnecessary. Had they cut out some of the scenes with those who passed in the Cortez (IE: the woman in the bath tub) and focused a little more on the characters who are still alive, then the episode might have been more cohesive.

All in all, I’m going to have to give episode six, “Room 33” a rating of: one star. This episode did nothing for me and received such a low rating for dull performances and a plot that was too jumpy to be enjoyable. Better luck on episode seven! #disappointed

I Told You What I Thought, What I Really Really Thought about the newest episode of American Horror Story: Hotel and now it’s your turn! What did you think of “Room 33”? What character would you like to see more of in the next episode? I wanna hear from all of you, so leave me a comment and let’s chat! Much love. -Sarah

Feb2

Melancholy Monday

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Melancholy Monday

Heyyyyyyyyy. So last night I was reading through my psychology book for school, and the statement “misery loves company” was discussed. Well I don’t know about you guys, but that phrase couldn’t be any less true for me. I’ve had a rough past few days, and honestly I’ve just wanted to be alone. Sometimes you really just need to lay in your bed, listen to some angry music, cry if need be, and keep to yourself. I know I wrote yesterday that I just need one more day of being bummed out, but apparently that was a lie – so just bear with me for one more day of being pissy and then I promise I’ll be back to normal!! You have the Lil Red Guarantee. Anyways, while reading through my psych text book, I began thinking more in depth about my feelings and the way I handle them and blah, blah, blah. I came to the realization that I would rather be upset from things that I’ve caused myself then be upset by an issue with another person. When I held myself accountable for this truth, it all just made so much sense. For as long as I can remember, I’ve pushed people away who have upset me in the slightest, and it’s not healthy at all but it’s just how I’ve always been. In terms of my self harm/bulimia when it happens on a rare occasion, I’d rather myself be doing it because of me – rather than someone else making me upset. Does that make sense? Let me see if I can word it better… I guess it comes down to control. I’d rather be in control of all of my emotions – the good, the bad, and the ugly (which happens to be a great Clint Eastwood film 😉 ) as opposed to having someone bring those feelings onto me. It’s such a foreign thing for me, to have someone else make me feel really really happy or like complete shit. I probably sound like such an introvert right now, but the funny thing is is that I’m one of the most outgoing and fun loving people I know. I suppose it’s when I’m left with just myself that things become different. It’s no secret that I haven’t always loved myself as much as I could have. It’s also no secret that on occasion I’m very unhappy with who I am as a person. I can’t tell you the amount of times I’ve had people tell me that they wish I could see myself through their eyes and whatnot, and I wish I could too. But until the moment comes when I’m 100% happy with myself I have to continue to strive for improvement. There’s a lot of things that I can work on, like letting people in even if it’s scary and ending self destructive thought patterns. Saying that I’m my own worst critic is an understatement – I can be such a bitch to myself. Think back to my New Years Resolutions post when I said that I need to work on being my own best friend…unfortunately that resolution isn’t going too hot right now, so I need to get back on the horse and try again. If at first you don’t succeed – try again and whatever, right? So here I am now, drinking coffee from my beloved red mug and thinking about what I can do to get this improvement party started. I guess I can begin with writing some positive affirmations down somewhere where I can see them, like in my school planner and notebook. I can do something nice for myself, which I will be doing this Thursday when I can my nails done – HOLLA because they’re looking a hot ass wreck. I can work on turning my negative thoughts around, no matter how much I don’t believe it. Fake it till you make it, right? It would be nice to think “you’re a fucking rock star” as opposed to “you’re a fucking loser” for a change. So what am I waiting for? Let’s do this. Operation “Be My Own Best Friend” AKA BMOBF is a go once again. Wish me luck!

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Alright guys, mama needs some help getting hyped for this new challenge. So what I need from you is to leave me something that gets you hyped up in my comments. This can be a book, song, movie, piece of art – anything that gets you amped. I wanna hear from all of you so leave me a comment and let’s chat! Much love. -Sarah

Dec21

Bad Day :(

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Bad Day :(

Fair warning to any one reading this: This blog posts contains self harm references – if that makes you uncomfortable, feel free not to read. -Sarah

Lil Red had a bad day yesterday. Like a really bad day. I should have been happy….my brother finally arrived home from Madison, Wisconsin for the holidays and I was with my beau in the evening. That sounds like a perfect day to me! Unfortunately it didn’t play out like that. I was still feeling pretty under the weather yesterday from going through cigarette withdrawals and honestly I was just down right depressed. Not only were the withdrawals making me more upset than usual, but I was also out of my antidepressants for the past week, which are supposed to be taken daily. To go into further detail, it felt like getting thunder stormed on while already being soaking wet. I cut for the first time since I quit over a year ago yesterday night – and believe me I’m not happy about it. I’m not sure what made yesterday the day that I cracked. I’m not sure if it was just the shitty day in itself that I was having or if it was a pile up of stressers from the entire week. Let me say a little bit more about that, but not too much because I don’t really want my business from my work all out on the internet. Long story short, I felt that I was being harassed at my current now previous job because I quit. In the midst of one of my withdrawal crying fits at home I cracked and told my mom about it, and she straight up told me not to go back there anymore…so that’s what I did. Anyways, yesterday should have been a good day, like I said. I was at a get together with the boy and some people who attended our old high school. I really should have thought it through more before I drove over there though because high school wasn’t the best time of my life. Being surrounded by those people again made me feel like such a loser. Here all these kids are, at great colleges and working and being awesome…and here I am – freshly unemployed, attending a not so impressive school, and feeling low as can be. After about a half hour in that misery, I left the gathering with the excuse that my brother just arrived home. I know that I should be thinking more positively about myself, and I am proud of myself for attending a college in general, but it’s so hard to remain in good spirits when you feel like you’re doing absolutely nothing compared to some of the people who are the exact same age as you. So, I get home and I was so happy to see my brother, and my family had a really nice evening together. But even after that I couldn’t shake this overwhelming feeling of worthlessness. I was crying in hysterics in my bedroom and ALL I wanted to do at this point was cut or make myself throw up…since I didn’t have any food in my stomach, cutting was the go to option. I went into the bathroom, locked the door, and did the deed. In that ten minute span, I turned back into the depressed cutter of seven years and counting, which made me feel even worse because it was such a huge step backwards. I’d be a liar if I said I didn’t feel better afterwards though, which really frightens me. I’m really hoping that this is just a minor misstep in the grand scheme of things. And now that I have my antidepressants back to give me an extra little boost in the morning, fingers crossed that my spirits will be lifted.

I’ve been super tore up and upset about this, but I know I can’t be too hard on myself or it’s just going to make things worse. In fact, I feel better already writing about it, and since this is my online journal, why not write it out on this? Now I just need to take a deep breath, shake it off, and keep moving forward.

Thank you so much for letting me vent on here, like I said – I feel better already. Please note that if you feel the need to comment on this and you have nothing nice to say, it will be deleted in a heart beat. You’ve been warned! What are you guys up to today? I think I’m going to go figure skating for the first time since I quit skating competitively about four years ago, so that should be fun!! My family might decorate our Christmas tree tonight too – we’re obviously running pretty late on that!! Have a great Sunday! -Sarah

^^^^ I had to!