Running Naked Through Corn Fields

Not to worry for i, unlike many of our human brothers and sisters, would never subject anyone to actually seeing me running naked through corn fields.....

This phrase tattooed itself to my brain during this dreaded Year 13..... you see, i had the best time in year 12, my senior year at school.... infact, i had so much fun that when my results came in at the end of the year i was informed that i had failed 3 out of 5 subjects.... my only option was to repeat the year...and not have (as much) fun

Now in the words of a great guy "being held back has changed me" (-Ace Rimmer) from knowing everyone in my year level and never really having any confrontational problems with anyone to knowing a handful of people and being confronted with all that getting to kno you crap that wears thin after the very first time someone asked me "so why did you come back?".... hmmmm? gee i wonder why i would go back to the place that i had festered for a decade..? hmmm? to raise purple monkeys maybe? It was all a matter of Pride, Primitive, i know. but the harsh reality nonetheless.

So for a year, i attended school as most of my friends moved on to bigger and better things jobs, uni, travelling.... quite depressing really!

and all the time everyone and i mean EVERYONE said to me, oh don't worry it's going to be over soon..... this sort of statment was the single most infuriating thing anyone can say at a time like that.... my response was usually an outburst of "well its not over now!!! which is when it counts!!" followed by some daggery eyes of doom much like kuzcos from the emperors new groove...tut tut, very childish, i kno!

Another factor that didn't exactly sugar coat the situation was the population of girls brought up on Bratz dolls and boob tubes that looked me up and down when my back was turned but serpently smiled and joked when the more facial side of my body was facing them....

These things plus the monotonous drudgery of actually going to school and having to abide to petty rules was enough to send any teetering bottle off the shelf!

So during the whole year i dreamed of the very last day when i would explode out of the front office of the school crank up "Now I'm Here" by Queen and walk to the furthest point away from the building that encased me for 11 years...... when this day came, although i was walking through the very populated city streets, my mind envisioned the freedom that only Running Naked Through Corn Fields could possibly equal.

The trip from Mars to Mercury...begins....

I'm not quite sure why this never occurred to me before, the perfect place to post my mental and verbal ramblings about Queen, movies, books, music and thoughts in their purest form is in a blog such as this...... now if only i can make this more of a Virna blog rather than a dinky impersonal template doo-whacky..... no offense to whoever made the template....
it's lovely, just not very me...
The title to this blog is a line from a Queen song called Liar... i guess in many ways it signifies a journey...a descent.... into what? i'm not quite sure yet...thats what the blog's for!

Lestat=Mercury??

The first thing that gets a proper mention (inaugeration ceremony exempt) is the predominant thing in my mind at the mo'... which is the vampire chronicles (VC) by Anne rice. this is my second time reading the first three books of the vast collection and it never ceases to amaze me the depth in which these books suck you in... (no pun intended) and then before you know it, it's 5 in the morning and you've read half the book..... crazy but true

Recommendation: if anything to do with anne rice or the VC tickles your fancy read "interview with the vampire" before watching the movie and reading the other books...(cos, doi! its the first book of the series!) This is mainly so that the movie doesnt ruin your perception of the characters in the book.
Another recommendation on my personal behalf to do with the VC is to not watch queen of the damned the movie cos...well to put it nicely, i would prefer to be smeared in jam and dipped in a nest of flesh eating ants than to wish that movie upon anybody that i like or have some sort of human regard for... ouch!

My last thought for now to do with the novels is that the music of the vampire Lestat strikes me that it would sound like songs made by Queen, with the preternatural voice of freddie mercury and the powerful force of the band as a whole would be perfect to awaken the inhabitants of the shrine of Those who Must be Kept..?