I have a lot of Hunger Games feels.

Spoilers after the cut, obvs. 

My week thus far 
Besides flailing, I finished Catching Fire (read three fourths of it in three hours UGH SO GOOD) and started Mockingjay. I also wore my Katniss braid all week, like a boss. At the show tonight, I saw about seven or so other girls with braids. Though some of them had them on the left side and I was like NUH UH. nerd   I also painted my nails HG-themed, which I may put up later. 

The show 
I went with my friend Mary and her sister. I bought our tickets online on Monday and I’m damn glad we did; the line to just get IN the theater was crazy long. We had to wait like 15-20 minutes in line to physically sit down, but it was worth it. Our crowd was INSANE. 

Actual movie thoughts 

I LOVED IT SO MUHUHUHCH.
All of us who saw it did agree that it seemed a bit rushed at times. However, they managed to squeeze in a long book in 2.5 hours—and well. I loved how the game announcers filled in parts that Katniss explained in-book. The hallucination scenes and the scene with Katniss screaming at her mom were just phenomenal. The casting was brilliant. Also, everyone cried when Rue died. Seriously. They captured that scene SO WELL. 

My one complaint was that the special effects were kind of weird at times. Like, the fire on the parade and interview outfits. It was…eh. D:

The good of a wild crowd 
We all clapped at the same times (when Katniss shot the arrow at the pig, when Thresh came in, etc.), screamed at the same times and cried at the same times (RUEEEE). There’s something about that that just makes the experience better, to me. The teenage girls sitting to the left of us also gave the District 12 salute along with Katniss after Rue. That was sweet. 

The Bad of any crowd/fandom: ship wars 
Disclaimer: I’m Team Peeta hardcore. 

So, because our crowd was so wild, obviously cheers/boos went up when ships started coming together. I was among the people who SAKDJFSDIJFLKDJF-ed at every Katniss/Peeta moment.

But it was when they kept cutting to Gale after some moments that shit got ugly. WHAT was the editing department thinking doing that? Holy hell.

Basically, a Katniss/Peeta moment would happen and we’d cheer. Then they’d cut to Gale being all angry. Team Peeta would aww, and the Team Gale corner of the show would boo us. REALLY? ARE WE GOING TO BE TWILIGHT? Dear Team Gale corner, sit the fuck down. We don’t boo you, so shut up. I pity you because your ship isn’t sailing I MEAN WHAT.  

Which leads to…

Intense Katniss Feels 
Summed up like this: HEY EVERY OTHER FEMALE CHARACTER IN RECENT LITERATURE, I’M GONNA LET YOU FINISH, BUT KATNISS EVERDEEN IS THE GREATEST CHARACTER OF. ALL. TIME. ALSO JENNIFER LAWRENCE IS AMAZING AND IS MY FLAWLESS PRINCESS. <3  

Intense Peeta Feels 
I had a crush going on for Peeta when I read the books, simply because he’s such a selfless, amazing, great guy, but DAMN did this movie do nothing to stop it. Josh Hutcherson is fione. He plays such a glorious, perfect Peeta that…my feels are just EVERYWHERE with him. He’s just…Peeta’s the perfect man. He just is. 

Story Time (THIS IS IT, I PROMISE) 
We’re driving home, and the minute we get in the car we all start flailing about the movie. We talk about our favorite scenes, the best parts, our little complaints. Then we get to Katniss/Peeta and we’re all like “Awww, they’re so perfect,” “Ugh, Peeta is so cute,” “He’s perfect goddamnit.” 

But then, Mary and I being us, we start towards a series of lewd jokes. I believe she remarked that Josh Hutcherson was short. I was like, well, Josh is built nice. He’s got that manly look. She agrees and pauses. I say, “Jesus, I’d climb that like a tree." Then a long line of lewd comments and HNNNNG-s ensued. 

Her sister stayed quiet for a while and then goes, “Hey, uh, guys…I’m pretty sure he’s not legal.” Mary and I look at each other like…oh shit. What if he’s younger than us? We’re big fucking creeps. Chris Hansen is going to get us for hnnnnnng-ing. We’re going further into hell than normal. 

The minute I got home I had to Google him and PHEW. BORN IN ‘92. HE’S 20. CRISIS AVERTED, PEOPLE. I CAN CONTINUE HAVING DIRTY THOUGHTS. CARRY ON. I’LL BE IN MY BUNK.