The watching of this movie occurred true to the nature of Juno - unplanned.

Going to lunch, I decided to meander on towards the movies theatres and see what's showing... My fiancé saw that it was playing and, after remembering hearing me talk about how much I've been wanting to see it, bought us some tickets.

I cried, just like I thought I would.

I got broody, just like I thought I would.

And the movie was great. Just like I thought it would be.

It was a great movie. Well written, well acted, well cast.

I had been interested in this movie in a long time. I followed it's progression from awards ceremony to awards ceremony. I felt a glow inside every time someone mentioned how great Diablo Cody's script was (I had a little blogger solidarity moment). I rejoiced at the Oscars. I read the reviews.

I read... too much.

The film was great but it was exactly what I expected. The humour, the Indie vibe, the snappy dialogue, are not as surprising or magical when you've heard all about it already.

I blame myself.

I blame the media.

I blame the hype for turning a movie I would have LOVED and probably added to my top 50, into something that I merely "really liked".

I have refrained from discussing the plot or anything because I recommend this movie.

If you are lucky enough to be untouched by the hype,

GO

WATCH

IT

NOW.

If you don't, someone will discuss it with you, or around you, and you'll be stuck in the same position as me.

I have realised that when it comes to a 50 guest wedding, it's not really necessary to have everything exactly in place seven months ahead.

So, it being my first and only wedding and me being the first among my friends to get married, I'm unsure of the timeline.

I've been making arrangements as they come to me and this weekend I did one of the moist fun parts - cake tasting.

Well, less like tasting and more like discussing it and then taking some home to taste.

I decided against the traditional giant three tier wedding cake and instead, I'm having cupcakes. Cupcakes with little pink roses... Quite girly and cute.

The lighting is a bit off. The roses are supposed to be pink.

I must say, the cupcakes themselves were delicious and the flavours will surely be a hit at the wedding.

I just don't know how we're going to afford the thing...

I understand that a degree is necessary for certain jobs, but that it can't replace experience. Aside from the information you actually learn there, university teaches you to work and think a certain way.

But that's not the point of this blog.

Inspired by other people's blogs about education vs intelligence, I got to thinking about my own experiences of having a degree and being in university.

As someone who studied a BA, I'm in the middle. BSc and BCom students look down on me, and people with no degree think I look down on them.

Case in point: a girl I knew, lets call her Blank (due to her utter lack of personality), always thought I thought I was better than her because I was in university, studying towards a degree. She was a receptionist or something, and is a year older than me.

I did look down on her. But it's not because she was a receptionist or didn't go study. It was because she cheated on her man shortly after he proposed to her, which she accepted.

Also, she was unable to carry on a conversation. Not because she did not go to university, but because she was so bland and insipid that it was like talking to a brick wall that permanently looked like it smelled something funny.

I know that if my father had not paid for my education I would not have gone to university. I would most likely have gotten a job as a receptionist or something.

Most of my friends are very supportive of my degree, toasting to me whne I got my results AND whne I endured the graduation ceremony. They do not seem to resent me because they don't have degrees and one friend even said I inspired him to further his education.

But I have noticed that there are people that think you judge them because they do not have degrees. Perhaps if you spent less time being bitter about not having a degree, you'd be more liked...

Some of the most interesting people I know have no degrees. And it's not something I ask people, so if I'm talking to someone about life in general, I won't know the difference.

Then, on the flip side of the coin, I was once (not so) jokingly mocked in university by a Bsc student, telling me how a BA isn't good for anything ("what does BA stand for? Bugger All, har har har"). But hey, I've got my BA and got a job while I was still awaiting results.

Besides, I'd rather get my BA first time than try to get a BSc, fail miserably, and end up doing a BA anyway. Or get a BSc and hate my job.

A friend of mine is studying medicine, and I have an ongoing debate with her about whether or not a medical doctor is the only person allowed to be called "Doctor". I believe that if you studied hard enough to get your doctorate, you deserve to be called a doctor. Yet she believes that you cannot be a doctor if you have a degree in something like Communication.

So, there are my musings on university and the qualifications that arise from there.

Eeeting disorders are dish of the day

This year seems to be The Year for getting married.

I know of at least nine couples (myself included) that are getting married this year. And I've heard many many people talk about going to weddings, so I'm sure there are at least another five that I've heard of, but don't actually know who they are.

Now, this is a lot.

Why are so many people getting married this year?

Perhaps it has something to do with leap year.

Or perhaps it has to do with the shaky economy. Think about it. If things are going downhill, then it's best to get married before they get too bad. OR, maybe some of the marriages this year are more of a merger. A combining of assets, to get a bigger home loan, because the credit act is reducing our ability to make mountains of debt. Which is good for the future, but bad for now. My fiancé and I cannot even afford to buy a one bedroom flat with our combined salaries...

Or maybe people are thinking of emigrating and think it is a wise decision to get married first. (Especially if the one has family overseas...)

I know I'm thinking of all the negative reasons, but I can't think of any positive ones that have any weight. You can't just cite mass falling-in-love. Although, most of these couples would have had to get together around two or more years ago? (I'm assuming that not everyone is ridiculously impulsive)

So I wonder what happened a few years ago.

I can only offer my own reasons for getting married this year: I've been with my fiancé for three and a half years now and have been wanting to get married, but I wanted to get my degree first, and a full-time job. I also wanted us to live together for a while before taking the plunge.

Does anyone know why we've all gone wedding mad?

Lately, it seems like nice people are making life harder for me than mean people.

Yes, it’s true. I watched the rugby on Friday at a friend’s house.

I have gotten evidence lately that traditional “geekiness” and traditional “coolness” are not as different as we once thought. They can easily coexist within one person.

It seems that SA is a country that calls for commitment if anyone is to have a decent life.

This weekend, instead of running around causing bathroom antics, Ilva and I were running around after four-year olds, trying to prevent bathroom antics.