I go to the out, for the in is too tough
amongst all the cold, shortlisted stuff
God has a black blanket
The world all draped in comfort, yet stiff
my forehead cringes for all time, I whiff
some narcotic's strained smell
somehow I sit, forced down by all such vice;
icicles stab my clothes down, to much suffice
my weighty syndrome cerebral
my cavern is bright, cascading celestial cover
I bound right on through, only to discover
a fresh vantage point
mostly pillars surround me, riddled adieu
a cringe up my spine, a shiver rivers through
where I came from, silence
all the bleak surrounds under, warmth so far
He has sought not to cover me in such tar
in the distance, glimmer
teleportation celestial, mired in blindness
covered in holes, but yet full of kindness
my heart skips beat two, three
a February seizure in blatant comforted sight
spheres to dilate and absorb the coming light
blissful mental meltdown
within the fondue, a new idea shall ferment
and as I delve deeper, my soul succumbs to cement
meaning had once a life
a river runs through, and capsizes my vesseled
falling deeper and deeper, a crunch over nestled
thoughts bleed old adages
pizza crusted in blood, movements stay unchanged
situated so far from recurrences very deranged
forced here, it all makes sense
a damn bursts forth, buoyancy comes soon after
higher and higher, touching near the blind rafter
swan dive into the sky
the moon shows no mercy, allowing me no nearer
gravity takes aim, cross hairs like some mirror
my shattered pieces gouge
the earth so much closer, some directly in parts
not diamonds in the clear, but a kind of bartz
I reflect the madness
here comes the tiger, to help gather what's left
in the forest, even she, should not be so deft
sharp edges make her pay
my eyes, remain fixed on Diana all the higher
rain falls and coats me, I'll never be drier
forever I'll not move
so fade on into oblivion, never to be seen
layers of dust pile high, up above not a gene
laying in my coffin
Friday, February 6, 2009
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
End of Days
"Cry not for me, oh starry sky above
this my swan song, is justified in love"
And like the shining sun, cloudless
this, my end of days, a bloody sky
cut with shades of black cloud lifeless
the horizon breathes a sigh, then dies
The stars like lasers from another world
destroy vast excess of greenery with black
glistening like the Zenith's tears, encircled
the light of the planet, tireless and slack
The Nether cousin of our brightness appears
and stays for the half of a distant query
as if another void has opened, other spheres
the sadness of the atmosphere is very, oh very
Questions raises by the bottoms of stars
end exclamations of loneliness and pity
As I, mere being, assume much burning from afar
can only see the coldness, like aurora from city
They fall to earth but they don't catch fire
Nether merely watches as they fall from night
hitting the ground, splatter stabbed by spire
blinding, stand silent, for there's too much light
In darkness, I say, searing Obelisk torment
crushing bleak stone eyes in the spectre soil
bearing stars from mine eyes, not heaven sent
coldness spreads, death in one's future foil
One with the earth, and two from the sun
three from the heavens from what's been done
for my hearts all over, blood for blood's sake
at least now, and here, my body succumbs to ache
this my swan song, is justified in love"
And like the shining sun, cloudless
this, my end of days, a bloody sky
cut with shades of black cloud lifeless
the horizon breathes a sigh, then dies
The stars like lasers from another world
destroy vast excess of greenery with black
glistening like the Zenith's tears, encircled
the light of the planet, tireless and slack
The Nether cousin of our brightness appears
and stays for the half of a distant query
as if another void has opened, other spheres
the sadness of the atmosphere is very, oh very
Questions raises by the bottoms of stars
end exclamations of loneliness and pity
As I, mere being, assume much burning from afar
can only see the coldness, like aurora from city
They fall to earth but they don't catch fire
Nether merely watches as they fall from night
hitting the ground, splatter stabbed by spire
blinding, stand silent, for there's too much light
In darkness, I say, searing Obelisk torment
crushing bleak stone eyes in the spectre soil
bearing stars from mine eyes, not heaven sent
coldness spreads, death in one's future foil
One with the earth, and two from the sun
three from the heavens from what's been done
for my hearts all over, blood for blood's sake
at least now, and here, my body succumbs to ache
Friday, January 23, 2009
The Fall of Winter
Twinkle twinkle little grain
Falling from the sky again
I wish I may, I wish tonight
That all can see your beauty bright
Sparkling like the morning dew
Once again, I’m here for you
Staring at your fellow star
From a distance, my body far
I can’t take my sight away
My eyes fixed, know no sway
Radiant fixtures all surround
And I, in sight, hear no sound
You are my sound, fragile flame
In the dawn, you won’t be the same
So here I am, moment to preserve
Blinking once, my mind unnerves
Your friends, from the sky they fall
Yet, with them, no compare withal
A cousin forms, my sight is blurred
In the morning, you’ll concur
Splashed all down the sidewalk now
I don’t know where, nor I know how
Angels litter the ground near here
A celestial graveyard the stones leer
Collectively, they all are gone
The grains of sand melt into song
The god-induced sandbox nigh
Is not as forgiving as they cry
Silent screams all stop my step
Spastically, my heart they’ve kept
Running down the sidewalk’s side
My patience has all but lied
Permeate yon suicidal thought
The watery lemmings, ghastly lot
Have all but left the soil today
All in their melancholy way
Yet as they slide down the cliff
They saunter up that heavenly lift
And as I make that breathless dive
It’s the first moment, I feel alive
Falling from the sky again
I wish I may, I wish tonight
That all can see your beauty bright
Sparkling like the morning dew
Once again, I’m here for you
Staring at your fellow star
From a distance, my body far
I can’t take my sight away
My eyes fixed, know no sway
Radiant fixtures all surround
And I, in sight, hear no sound
You are my sound, fragile flame
In the dawn, you won’t be the same
So here I am, moment to preserve
Blinking once, my mind unnerves
Your friends, from the sky they fall
Yet, with them, no compare withal
A cousin forms, my sight is blurred
In the morning, you’ll concur
Splashed all down the sidewalk now
I don’t know where, nor I know how
Angels litter the ground near here
A celestial graveyard the stones leer
Collectively, they all are gone
The grains of sand melt into song
The god-induced sandbox nigh
Is not as forgiving as they cry
Silent screams all stop my step
Spastically, my heart they’ve kept
Running down the sidewalk’s side
My patience has all but lied
Permeate yon suicidal thought
The watery lemmings, ghastly lot
Have all but left the soil today
All in their melancholy way
Yet as they slide down the cliff
They saunter up that heavenly lift
And as I make that breathless dive
It’s the first moment, I feel alive
Sunday, January 18, 2009
sooo...
so I just read the whole Twilight series...lol. I know what you're thinking: WHAT A FUC*ING HYPOCRITE!! I know I know. What can I say, sometimes I delver down into the hypocritic (not in fact a word) road. That's sorta kinda the reason why I have not been on the blogger lately - cuz I've been reading those 4 books.
*Spoiler Alert*
Did I like them? Good question. I was not emotionally invested in any of the characters as I would have been with, say, a Ron Weasley or Professor Dumbledore - that having been said, this is not a Harry Potter killer whatsoever. In comparison, it sucks really bad. Does it hold its own though? As a series, no, it doesn't. There are a lot of plot inconsistencies. Like the book ending to fast, or there being no resolution or conclusion whatsoever. The last book has a fight that seems like it is going to come the ENTIRE last 4th of the book. Does it happen? Hell no. There is a fight scene at the end of the first book, and you never see what happens. Apparently Stephanie Meyer has a problem with violence if it involves more than one person. It's more about emotional pain and suffering. That's perfectly fine. THEN DON'T ENTICE US TO THE POINT WHERE WE THINK THAT IT'S GONNA HAPPEN! There's a talking baby, werewolves, neurotic father, overbearing mother, eternally cold vampires; these things combined with the crappy plots and the unendearing characters make it a pain to read. But people don't pay attention to those things.
Why did I keep coming back? Honestly I don't know. If I had to pinpoint the reason, it would lie, not with Charlie, Jacob, any of his pack, Washington, the Volturi, or Renesmee (gah). It would lie with Edward and Bella. And that is the book's selling point. A love story that seems like it has been done before, a billion times. It's forbidden. Human and vampire just doesn't seem natural. One is mortal and the other is immortal. There is a break and a lot of emotional anguish. They end up back together again and live happily ever after. Blah blah blah. You could probably predict all of the book's events between them and be right 3/4 of the time. The only reason I say that is because there are some things you don't know - like the origins and the character's names.
Then why did I read? I like to feel good about myself. We all like to feel good about ourselves. We like to extend our belief outside of the possible window and imagine a life where there is only the circumstances of a book. We like to think we are experiencing what is going on, like love, loss, and regained assurance about ourselves. If this is occurring in our minds then certainly it must be possible in real life! We like to think it is possible. Coincidences are not apart of our lives, but we like to think they are. And that is where the magic in this book lies. If we suspend reality long enough to believe that, yes, we are in love or, yes, we have emotions that reach to the very inward part of ourselves - we can like anything. Yet, this series of books really makes you feel for edward and bella. Nobody else though. Fu*k everyone else. This series is about the vampire and the young lady. Thing is, I didn't connect myself to Edward whatsoever. He is so far and above me, he is like a vampiric...well, Jesus. Perfection for the male psyche. He serves as a aspiration for my soul, for my love life. He can do no wrong. Given, he has had a century to perfect himself. Men, we can all learn from Edward's example. Bella, on the other hand, is not to be aspired to - but to connect to. She has all the human shortcomings we all do - impatience, pain, idiocy, incompetence, annoying, and yet, is beautiful. She experiences what all humans experience and shows that it is possible to get through such pain. This book is about achieving perfection and the way it feels to have it. It is also about unrequited love, which we all aspire to. It gets at you and it stays there. This book is by no means revolutionary, but it is different enough that we can believe it is. Bella and Edward are the stars of the show and the other characters revolve around them. There are, in that case, no other characters.
And that is why I read them and read past the first few pages into the last, disappointing plot point. If you wanna feel good about yourself, there is no better book out there. But it still depends.
*Spoiler Alert*
Did I like them? Good question. I was not emotionally invested in any of the characters as I would have been with, say, a Ron Weasley or Professor Dumbledore - that having been said, this is not a Harry Potter killer whatsoever. In comparison, it sucks really bad. Does it hold its own though? As a series, no, it doesn't. There are a lot of plot inconsistencies. Like the book ending to fast, or there being no resolution or conclusion whatsoever. The last book has a fight that seems like it is going to come the ENTIRE last 4th of the book. Does it happen? Hell no. There is a fight scene at the end of the first book, and you never see what happens. Apparently Stephanie Meyer has a problem with violence if it involves more than one person. It's more about emotional pain and suffering. That's perfectly fine. THEN DON'T ENTICE US TO THE POINT WHERE WE THINK THAT IT'S GONNA HAPPEN! There's a talking baby, werewolves, neurotic father, overbearing mother, eternally cold vampires; these things combined with the crappy plots and the unendearing characters make it a pain to read. But people don't pay attention to those things.
Why did I keep coming back? Honestly I don't know. If I had to pinpoint the reason, it would lie, not with Charlie, Jacob, any of his pack, Washington, the Volturi, or Renesmee (gah). It would lie with Edward and Bella. And that is the book's selling point. A love story that seems like it has been done before, a billion times. It's forbidden. Human and vampire just doesn't seem natural. One is mortal and the other is immortal. There is a break and a lot of emotional anguish. They end up back together again and live happily ever after. Blah blah blah. You could probably predict all of the book's events between them and be right 3/4 of the time. The only reason I say that is because there are some things you don't know - like the origins and the character's names.
Then why did I read? I like to feel good about myself. We all like to feel good about ourselves. We like to extend our belief outside of the possible window and imagine a life where there is only the circumstances of a book. We like to think we are experiencing what is going on, like love, loss, and regained assurance about ourselves. If this is occurring in our minds then certainly it must be possible in real life! We like to think it is possible. Coincidences are not apart of our lives, but we like to think they are. And that is where the magic in this book lies. If we suspend reality long enough to believe that, yes, we are in love or, yes, we have emotions that reach to the very inward part of ourselves - we can like anything. Yet, this series of books really makes you feel for edward and bella. Nobody else though. Fu*k everyone else. This series is about the vampire and the young lady. Thing is, I didn't connect myself to Edward whatsoever. He is so far and above me, he is like a vampiric...well, Jesus. Perfection for the male psyche. He serves as a aspiration for my soul, for my love life. He can do no wrong. Given, he has had a century to perfect himself. Men, we can all learn from Edward's example. Bella, on the other hand, is not to be aspired to - but to connect to. She has all the human shortcomings we all do - impatience, pain, idiocy, incompetence, annoying, and yet, is beautiful. She experiences what all humans experience and shows that it is possible to get through such pain. This book is about achieving perfection and the way it feels to have it. It is also about unrequited love, which we all aspire to. It gets at you and it stays there. This book is by no means revolutionary, but it is different enough that we can believe it is. Bella and Edward are the stars of the show and the other characters revolve around them. There are, in that case, no other characters.
And that is why I read them and read past the first few pages into the last, disappointing plot point. If you wanna feel good about yourself, there is no better book out there. But it still depends.
An Intimate Affair
I saw inspiration
She walked away
Elusive as the dawn of a new day
I felt her presence
As she glided wistfully
So grown spring flowers all daintily
I approached inspiration
She shied away
And other voices stirred her sway
I felt her presence
As she voiced her concern
About my lack of willingness I learn
I touched inspiration
She pulled away
Said she was in a relationship to stay
I felt her presence
As she ran down a mile
But, even so, she ran it in style
I found inspiration
She stayed awake
Left in a ditch by evil spirits I’d say
I felt her presence
As she pulled me close
That moment is where I felt her the most
I held inspiration
She threw away
Her shirt in a sexy manner of way
I felt her presence
As she laid me down
And I was held speechless, not a sound
I loved inspiration
She moaned away
Words so sweet, echoed softly in spades
I felt her presence
As she let me in
Her supple touch left my head in a spin
I lost inspiration
She left away
Note signed in crimson, my heart displays
I felt her presence
As her words held tight
My heart dare not let go, not in this light
I cried, “Inspiration!”
She disappeared away
Slipped from my touch, never unscathed
I felt her presence
As she left her silence
Nothing to remind of her, except these red prints
I think of inspiration
She appears right away
Startling me as she steps into the fray
I still feel her presence
As she stays entwine
My hand reaches pencil, writing line by line
Saturday, December 20, 2008
it took awhile, but here I am again, offering up words of wisdom where I see there may be needed...and no, I do not care if the previous sentence made a lick of sense...
The Salvation Army's Bell Ringers - You leave a holiday store, bent out of shape, tired, and hungry due to a day of shopping and you're trying to get to your car. When out of the blue, an annoyingly loud bell noise cuts through the air and rips out your eardrums, throbbing them continuously as they roll out onto the ground. You just want to go...but they are giving you a splitting headache, to add to the other aches and pains of your body, as you reach your car. DAMMIT! WE GOT THE IDEA!! PUT THE MONEY IN THE RED CASE THING IN FRONT OF YOU!!! YOU DON'T HAVE TO RING THAT F***IN BELL ANYMORE!!!! I got it...I really do. Not all of America is that stupid...stupid salvation army.
Activision - Face it, if you played guitar hero, it was at 3...most of America had their guitar start off at number 3. I'm dreadfully sorry folks of America. Activision, best known for their Tony Hawk franchise, done f***ed up the franchise of guitar hero. But does anyone care?? NO! They are going to keep on buying that damn game, because of different songs, a different set up, and yes, the GUITAR HERO logo. Its product placement, just like the Wii brand and name. People will buy it...but won't look at the developer. With Guitar Hero World Tour, they messed up a drum design, that most have been proven broke by the time it was brought home, with lackluster graphics, a crappy creative music section, and downloadable features that don't amount to its competitor...Rock Band. Do yourself a favor and realize that Harmonix was the reason Guitar Hero 1 and 2 were so good...and they left to pursue Rock Band. A name does not make a game...the developer does. Do yourself a favor and ignore Guitar Hero, it had its magnificent run; turn to rock band.
"Friends" who take advantage of you for your stuff, mock you openly in public, seemingly has no pleasure factor when being around you, and are themselves around you but not around others when they are also with you - 'nuff said
Liars - Nothing like a good liar to ruin a perfectly good day. Quite simply put, someone who has pledged themselves to you, only to turn their back on you at the last minute, when you need them the most. Mistreatment, abuse, and pain abound when you have put faith in that person and only live to see it thrown back in your face as firecly as you admonished it. They think everything is still alright now, but they still suck as a person.
Once again, I'll continue this later...
The Salvation Army's Bell Ringers - You leave a holiday store, bent out of shape, tired, and hungry due to a day of shopping and you're trying to get to your car. When out of the blue, an annoyingly loud bell noise cuts through the air and rips out your eardrums, throbbing them continuously as they roll out onto the ground. You just want to go...but they are giving you a splitting headache, to add to the other aches and pains of your body, as you reach your car. DAMMIT! WE GOT THE IDEA!! PUT THE MONEY IN THE RED CASE THING IN FRONT OF YOU!!! YOU DON'T HAVE TO RING THAT F***IN BELL ANYMORE!!!! I got it...I really do. Not all of America is that stupid...stupid salvation army.
Activision - Face it, if you played guitar hero, it was at 3...most of America had their guitar start off at number 3. I'm dreadfully sorry folks of America. Activision, best known for their Tony Hawk franchise, done f***ed up the franchise of guitar hero. But does anyone care?? NO! They are going to keep on buying that damn game, because of different songs, a different set up, and yes, the GUITAR HERO logo. Its product placement, just like the Wii brand and name. People will buy it...but won't look at the developer. With Guitar Hero World Tour, they messed up a drum design, that most have been proven broke by the time it was brought home, with lackluster graphics, a crappy creative music section, and downloadable features that don't amount to its competitor...Rock Band. Do yourself a favor and realize that Harmonix was the reason Guitar Hero 1 and 2 were so good...and they left to pursue Rock Band. A name does not make a game...the developer does. Do yourself a favor and ignore Guitar Hero, it had its magnificent run; turn to rock band.
"Friends" who take advantage of you for your stuff, mock you openly in public, seemingly has no pleasure factor when being around you, and are themselves around you but not around others when they are also with you - 'nuff said
Liars - Nothing like a good liar to ruin a perfectly good day. Quite simply put, someone who has pledged themselves to you, only to turn their back on you at the last minute, when you need them the most. Mistreatment, abuse, and pain abound when you have put faith in that person and only live to see it thrown back in your face as firecly as you admonished it. They think everything is still alright now, but they still suck as a person.
Once again, I'll continue this later...
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
My Mind and its Irks
"...and here we go again." I said to myself this morning when I woke up. Yet another day when I feel numb to the world. I don't really know what to do, to be honest. As soon as my dad announces that it is time to shop for my mother's christmas gifts, Jeter, my lovable miniature schnauzer, jets up the stairs, and my bed for that matter, and attacks me. I'm never given time for thoughts during the semester and oftentimes I am glad for that time, because I don't have to think for myself...just for my grades, friends, and how I can have fun. Well sure, that is a good thing I suppose, but I never really have THOUGHT thought to myself anytime soon.
Naturally, I have problems with the world around me (my exes can vouch for that) and this leads to inward irks with the surrounding landscape that is my life. I don't voice them though, I only do so if asked or if something angers me I simply let it out in a violent burst. My parents and my physician think its because of anxiety of school, life, and what I am going to do after my school is over. Maybe so, but don't you think medication might be taking it too far? I am not some little kid destined to be put on this "Ritalin" to help me pay attention to the immediate world more often rather than what I want to do next. Sometimes I wonder if I am even in control of what I do day to day to others or to myself. I wonder if this is just my brain taking a break and letting my emotions get the best of me or if I really am doing this. Whatever the case, these meds have definitely done one singular thing to me that I know of, I am a lot calmer and I care less.
I mean just the other week I broke up with my most recent ex and got over in in the span of 8 hours. 8 HOURS!!! Would the Drew you know be able to do that, especially given the 9 months beforehand? Oh no. Not even Drew himself believed it. I finished my exam the next day, and I got back and I laughed. I didn't care! I just don't care anymore. And like everything that is great, there is always the double edge of the sword of awesome that can cut you as well. Dammit. Maybe I am headed in the right direction? Hell if I know anything regarding to what I want or need. There are things that I do know however.
Over the past year I have noticed things...things that piss me off, royally. Things that I don't want to have anything to do with, yet find me anyways in the forms of friends, co-workers, and family. *sigh* Here is a list of things that I could care less about, or that really piss me off (don't worry, I'll make it known which applies to which in the paragraphs that follow).
Twilight - Oooooooooooo, I have been waiting and WAITING painful nights and afternoons to say what I am about to say about this. A vampire in love? WTF?! I want to see them sucking blood not sucking...you can fill in the rest of that sentence. There are a lot of goths, tweens and teens, and, yes, even the college students who I have grown to be apart of, who are associated with this...droll, meager, and simply pathetic attempt at writing. Don't get me wrong...Stephanie Meyer apparently knew what she was doing when she wrote these books, because I see that they are the newest thing to read. But kids, tweens, teens, and college students, whom I have lost respect for a whole bunch in regards to their readings, have taken this craze too far. The movie came out...critics panned it, I'm never watching it (not that it matters what I think), and yet audiences went in droves to watch what face (not necks) Edward Cullen was going to suck. What in the hot firey reaches of Hades is every single girl's fantasy with a guy that just became famous overnight with a movie that sucks? The Guy doesn't even have a skin tone!! But wait, maybe he does but he has been makeuped a whole shit load. I lose respect for any guy who thinks he can attract a girl because of a pale appearance. Granted I've never seen the movie or read the books...and thus I am being incredibly biased. I know this. I am one to admit my faults. But then again, I find myself thinking "Drew, didn't you go through the same thing with Harry Potter?" Maybe you're right anonymous voice in the back of my head, but magic killed in those books, PEOPLE DIED. Now, excuse me, you don't even know what happens in a fight at the end of Twilight (or so I'm told). Genuis writing, or is it a capitalist method of writing, meant to pull in droves of girls (and their hapless boyfriends) into a world where things are contradictory, right is wrong, and, yes, vampires don't suck blood? Like I said, I haven't read the books or watched the movie. But seriously, I'm going with the latter.
Nintendo - I'll keep this one short and sweet, because I know most of you have your jaws on the floor when you hear that I am pissed off with nintendo. But it is most shocking to me. A year that the gaming industries' hugest and best selling monolith company was on top of the world and outselling the XBOX 360 and the PS3 by 3:1 ratio, and fails to satiate the fervent and hardcore fans' tastes for what they have been craving for a ninteno console, and it is considered an amazing year in success? Nintendo, for shame. You release Super Smash Bros. Brawl...and then Wii Fit, Wii Music, and Animal Crossing?!?! Everyone has a wii now...or still wants one, and they all are going to want what comes before the main instance of the entertainment...WIIfit, WIImusic, WIIsports, WIIplay...if it says Wii, it will sell in America. My Video Game company of choice has let me down...and it expects me to continue buying its games. I will, out of spite, but I am just utterly and defensively devastated to hear that nintendo hardly has any more plans next year. Where's Zelda, Mario, Kirby, Star Fox, Metroid, and Pikmin?! Where are the main reasons that I bought this system? Why has Nintendo thrown the hardcore gamer in the dust? Simply for a selling fad that makes a couple of dollars and continues to leave its fanbase bored half to death?
I'll continue this later...
Naturally, I have problems with the world around me (my exes can vouch for that) and this leads to inward irks with the surrounding landscape that is my life. I don't voice them though, I only do so if asked or if something angers me I simply let it out in a violent burst. My parents and my physician think its because of anxiety of school, life, and what I am going to do after my school is over. Maybe so, but don't you think medication might be taking it too far? I am not some little kid destined to be put on this "Ritalin" to help me pay attention to the immediate world more often rather than what I want to do next. Sometimes I wonder if I am even in control of what I do day to day to others or to myself. I wonder if this is just my brain taking a break and letting my emotions get the best of me or if I really am doing this. Whatever the case, these meds have definitely done one singular thing to me that I know of, I am a lot calmer and I care less.
I mean just the other week I broke up with my most recent ex and got over in in the span of 8 hours. 8 HOURS!!! Would the Drew you know be able to do that, especially given the 9 months beforehand? Oh no. Not even Drew himself believed it. I finished my exam the next day, and I got back and I laughed. I didn't care! I just don't care anymore. And like everything that is great, there is always the double edge of the sword of awesome that can cut you as well. Dammit. Maybe I am headed in the right direction? Hell if I know anything regarding to what I want or need. There are things that I do know however.
Over the past year I have noticed things...things that piss me off, royally. Things that I don't want to have anything to do with, yet find me anyways in the forms of friends, co-workers, and family. *sigh* Here is a list of things that I could care less about, or that really piss me off (don't worry, I'll make it known which applies to which in the paragraphs that follow).
Twilight - Oooooooooooo, I have been waiting and WAITING painful nights and afternoons to say what I am about to say about this. A vampire in love? WTF?! I want to see them sucking blood not sucking...you can fill in the rest of that sentence. There are a lot of goths, tweens and teens, and, yes, even the college students who I have grown to be apart of, who are associated with this...droll, meager, and simply pathetic attempt at writing. Don't get me wrong...Stephanie Meyer apparently knew what she was doing when she wrote these books, because I see that they are the newest thing to read. But kids, tweens, teens, and college students, whom I have lost respect for a whole bunch in regards to their readings, have taken this craze too far. The movie came out...critics panned it, I'm never watching it (not that it matters what I think), and yet audiences went in droves to watch what face (not necks) Edward Cullen was going to suck. What in the hot firey reaches of Hades is every single girl's fantasy with a guy that just became famous overnight with a movie that sucks? The Guy doesn't even have a skin tone!! But wait, maybe he does but he has been makeuped a whole shit load. I lose respect for any guy who thinks he can attract a girl because of a pale appearance. Granted I've never seen the movie or read the books...and thus I am being incredibly biased. I know this. I am one to admit my faults. But then again, I find myself thinking "Drew, didn't you go through the same thing with Harry Potter?" Maybe you're right anonymous voice in the back of my head, but magic killed in those books, PEOPLE DIED. Now, excuse me, you don't even know what happens in a fight at the end of Twilight (or so I'm told). Genuis writing, or is it a capitalist method of writing, meant to pull in droves of girls (and their hapless boyfriends) into a world where things are contradictory, right is wrong, and, yes, vampires don't suck blood? Like I said, I haven't read the books or watched the movie. But seriously, I'm going with the latter.
Nintendo - I'll keep this one short and sweet, because I know most of you have your jaws on the floor when you hear that I am pissed off with nintendo. But it is most shocking to me. A year that the gaming industries' hugest and best selling monolith company was on top of the world and outselling the XBOX 360 and the PS3 by 3:1 ratio, and fails to satiate the fervent and hardcore fans' tastes for what they have been craving for a ninteno console, and it is considered an amazing year in success? Nintendo, for shame. You release Super Smash Bros. Brawl...and then Wii Fit, Wii Music, and Animal Crossing?!?! Everyone has a wii now...or still wants one, and they all are going to want what comes before the main instance of the entertainment...WIIfit, WIImusic, WIIsports, WIIplay...if it says Wii, it will sell in America. My Video Game company of choice has let me down...and it expects me to continue buying its games. I will, out of spite, but I am just utterly and defensively devastated to hear that nintendo hardly has any more plans next year. Where's Zelda, Mario, Kirby, Star Fox, Metroid, and Pikmin?! Where are the main reasons that I bought this system? Why has Nintendo thrown the hardcore gamer in the dust? Simply for a selling fad that makes a couple of dollars and continues to leave its fanbase bored half to death?
I'll continue this later...
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