Studying

Have you ever noticed whenever you sit down to study for an exam, a small test or some other form of flagrant apartheid, the computer just seems to call to you......like it is for me right now. Technically I'm studying for my Math Diploma tomorrow, but the urge to check email and Facebook kinda won over the urgency of impending probbable disaster. So, I've checked Facebook, checked email, and now the blog I wrote yesterday (by the way I'm very happy to see that someone actually read it, thanks Patterson!) and now I am randomlly writting another blog because I'm still trying to put off the inevitable. Here's the funny thing, this exam is in two parts. Normally, like with the Social exam I just wrote, the test is broken off into two parts. This one isn't. We have an hour and a half for Part A tomorrow morning. Then two and a half hours for Part B in the afternoon. Apparently we don't need all that much time in between exams for Math. I choose at this moment to scoff at whatever self-important prig from @$monto! who seems to think that those of us in the Math classes do not need more time for preparation. This post obviously isn't as long as the last one, cause i actually do need to get to work.

James Bond: On Her Majesty's Secret Service

Most definitely the best book written by Ian Fleming, also one of the later ones, and quite possibly the best movie. As every James Bond aficionado should know, On Her Majesty's Secret Service is George Lazenby's first and final James Bond film. Now, something that is not taken into account is the fact that in the order the books were written, this one published in 1963, OHMSS is in fact one of the last books to be released. They don't ever really portray this in the movie, but the loss of his wife and the subsequent killing of Ernst Stavro Blofeld left Bond an empty crust, actually causing total amnesia and an attempt to kill the man he was personally loyal to throughout his career.

As far as the movies go, I feel that this is possibly the best one done. Sure, some events are exaggerated as they are in all movies, but this one stuck most to the plotline of Fleming's original story, thankfully without throwing some extravagant 'Q' Branch gadgets in. Bond is actually portrayed as a human being, with real thoughts and emotions. I say this because this is the only movie where he, that is Bond, shows compassion and love beyond the meaningless sex with the hot Bond girls. Countess Teresa di Vicenzo, the daughter of the Capo of the Union Corse; Draco Marc Ange. preferred to be known as Tracy, she is the one woman to capture Bond's heart so completely that he proposes to her. The very unfortunate incident causing this to be dubbed my favorite Bond film and book is the fact that Tracy is killed not an hour after the wedding by none other than the notorious Blofeld.