every girl outcast's dream for fun, my colleagues and i watched the penultimate scenes of the celebrated cult sissy spacek classic, "carrie." viva la chicks outcast, i say. remember that burning gym scene?

sympathetic chick's gaze followed a string attached to a strange bucket from the ceiling, and then down under the stage where the shadow of two disembodied hands held the string.

well, the bucket may have contained glittering confetti. you never know. but, as that falling strip of fabric showed, why was it over just carrie?

so sympathetic girl's guts told her to check to whose body did the shadow of hands belong to, and sure enough, as she parted the streamers and peered under the stage, they belonged to carrie's enemies, hiding, shivering in anticipation.

inattentive teacher grabs sympathetic chick from the stage. adults ruin everything.

inattentive teacher should have listened to sympathetic girl - especially as she was frantically pointing to something sinister lurking under stage.

it is every girl outcast's dream to burn their high school down. because, as everyone knows, girls won't burn anything unless abused, ridiculed, and yes, even simply provoked.

"umm. some people would say she was satan, ulanmaya," my colleagues said.

"well, yes. if there is such a thing as a feminine face of god, then there's satan's counterpart as well," i sweetly said.

because truly, "carrie" isn't a horror flick - it's the original girl power movie. :pleased:  ¶ 1/19/2005 08:50:00 PM