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Here's a few snippets from a website that's stood beside me during my painful hours of boredom during holiday season. This is actually e-mail forward material, but what the heck...

Here are a few movie cliches

For the female teenagers there is only one way to go; they find a new friend (odd girl, dance teacher, old lady) who transform them into Cinderella. So she first gets attracted by the school´s Idiot (seen from the sight of an adult: football star, best looking bully, is barely able to read or write) but later chooses the friendly, shy guy that she got to know on her first day, all are happy, the end.

Whenever the main hero is about to confess something important to another character (usually a love interest) they both have something to say. The hero lets the other person go first, and whatever they say makes the hero not want to say what he was about to say. When asked what they were going to say, they say something unimportant like "Nice dress".

People never get hickups , sneeze, or cough during movies.

Everyone wears their shoes on inside the house.

Teens are always confronted by their lover/crush/friend the EXACT moment they open their locker.

The Eiffel tower is perfectly visible from any window in Paris.

Enemies are very inaccurate when it comes to firing a gun.

Throwing spitballs and passing notes are the ONLY two forms of amusement in a classroom when it comes to movies.

Clapping finales in the movies often follow the same rules. First, there will be complete silence after the hero accomplishes a task or gives an inspiring speech. Second, one solitary person (this is often someone who means a great deal to the hero. The hero might have even had relationship problems with this person) will begin to clap slowly and rhythmically. Third, the solitary clapper is slowly joined by another...and then another...and then another clapper until ultimately everyone is clapping for the hero. ex. Cool Runnings, Strictly Ballroom, Can't Buy Me Love, etc.

The president/leader of any organization will be in a swivel chair. You will start talking to them, and only when you enrage them will they turn around.

A secret about Sam

For those who actually read this blog now and then, here's a treat you've all been waiting for! Well, not a treat exactly, but a report of the results of my efforts to keep my self from dying of boredom. (Didn't understand? Read over)

I'm a bonafide juggler now. From the beginning of this year while you guys were wondering what I was doing with all my free time, I was working hard tossing balls into the air. Thanks to the Internet, I think I'm pretty good now! Not that anyone has seen me juggle, other than my poor roomie (My roomie lives in constant fear of flying balls crashing into his head, or worse, his expensive, very much breakable, stuff. Hence the qualification 'poor') and my family. I really wish I could show of my skills on youtube, but the only thing stopping me is the lack of a decent video camera.

Speaking of my juggling finesse, I'm working on juggling three balls in one hand, and on juggling 5 balls with two. Contact juggling has also taken a sudden interest. (Obviously this is due to the recent scarcity of things to do)
Well, I try not to blame myself for wasting my time on such 'useless' hobbies, but like a very good friend of mine said. "It's better to do something that will enrich your life instead of wasting it on merely acquiring money" (Of course, this guy is a proper junkie, so what else would he say?!)
Well, I thought it was time to proclaim this newly added skill of mine to the world, and thus this will result in more posts on juggling! Oh, for those who don't want to read those posts (that would most definitely be filled with technical mumbo jumbo) I'd have tagged them for you :)