new low leads to surprise rager

i just cried watching this scene from Angus, Thongs, and Full Frontal Snogging, a movie version of my favorite book circa 5th grade and simultaneously the new reason i can't stand british colloquialisms anymore. this means two things i have to do before and/or after i get home: get myself together and have a surprise blowout party, with or without a power pop band starring the guy from kick-ass.