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    <title>I'd rather be lucky than good</title>
    <published>2008-03-04T07:08:18Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Hello every one :) I'm new here and don't really know how this works LOL I'm Vero, I'm 16 years old and I'm from Buenos Aires. You can check my profile if you wanna know more about me :) Umm I don't really have a lot to say about my day. I adore going to the movies, and today me and my friends went to see "Vantage Point", which I really wanted to see. It was great, very entertaining. The idea of the film was great, and because it kept going backwards, it went by pretty fast. It's not one of those excellent films you think about three days after you saw it (I love those movies) but it's a good and suspenseful thriller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm not gonna be posting graphics 'cause I suck at making them, but I do love writing, so I thought I'd post a short story I wrote for school a while ago. It's not really that good, I haven't written a lot of decent stuff in English, and in this case I did what I could with a 250 word limit. I couldn't write more than that, which was awful, 'cause I love writing long descriptions, but it came out okay, I guess. It's based on Tim Burton's (he's my favorite director, along with Woody Allen, as you can see from my title) fantastic and magical movie "Corpse Bride", with a slightly different ending LOL I've seen that film a million times, and I never get tired of it :) Well, hope you like the story! I will be posting longer and better ones soon, promise. I may even post some film reviews, I've been wanting to write some for a very long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p lang="en-US" align="left" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Corpse Bride&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;"&gt;	The legend says that Victor was so flabbergasted when his parents informed him that he had to marry some rich, spoiled girl to be accepted in that hypocrite society, he ran away from home.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;"&gt;	He went to the woods to find some peace of mind, and carelessly tossed away the wedding ring his parents had given him. Suddenly, he felt a presence and turned around to find himself facing a dead woman, wearing a wedding dress. The sweet nose-cleansing odour of the woods was replaced by the rotting and disgusting smell of death, and the sound of the birds was now silenced by the screams of this corpse bride.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;"&gt;	Emily explained to him that while waiting for her fiancée to show up to their wedding, she had passed away. She had been buried in the woods, and according to an old spell, whoever placed a ring of her hand would make her the bride she had always wished to be. She didn't know Victor didn't mean to do so, but he had no intention of telling her, for listening to her talk about the land of the dead, he realized it had more freedom and somehow more life than the world he was living in, where attending to boring dinner parties and getting married to keep up appearances was more than usual, and could hardly be called a life.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%;"&gt;	Therefore, he decided to run away with Emily, to the land where there are no worries and no pretending, and where they lived, or should I say died, happily ever after.&lt;/p&gt; </content>
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