I fall from the heavens, I sleep in a bed , I become thin and then fat. What am I?
Sending up enough sparks to make your eyes spin. says:
Oprah
Frank Chemistry ( X ) Math ( ) English ( X ) Art ( ) US Lolhistory ( ) says:
Close but no
I'm supposed to be doing my history packet but fuck it. I mean, I'll DO it, but I just don't feel like it right this second. I want to write papers and essays! I don't want to be filling out goddamned tables and things.
I'm just generally frustrated with school right now. Some classes are too easy and I just spend alot of time being bored in them; Spanish and History come to mind. Some classes are just freaking me out right now; English and Biology. Math is so-so right now. Drama is...drama. And art? At the moment I'm finding it difficult to get 'into' my project. I have no idea why. It's a cool concpet that I'm working on and ordinarily I'd love it, but I'm just not...feeling it. Ahh I feel so inarticulate right now. And my initiative to start a photography club is just SO NOT WORKING right now. I'll have to check with Mrs Barabas about the email I sent her (ages ago) about it.
I think I'm also slightly stressed about the MUN trip to Qatar. I shouldn't be, but I am.
And don't even get me STARTED on my plans (or lack thereof) for university.
Needless worrying about everything is not cool mmhmm kthx.
I am so very in love with this song.
WHAT AM I WHAT AM I WHAT AM I
Fourth complaint; it's just bad writing, okay? Okay.
I am talking, of course, about one of the many unofficial 'guides' to Stephanie Meyer's Twilight series. I didn't think it was possible, but this guide is worse than the original books, which are at least entertaining if not particularly original. I picked up the book in the vague hope that there would be some interesting tidbits of information about vampiric history in it that I was not already familiar with; however after the second chapter I kept reading out of a sort of morbid fascination, akin to the fascination we feel with grisly automobile accidents and the like. No, it cannot be. Writing this terrible cannot possibly exist.
BUT IT DOES.
First complaint; the author's constant interruptions with 'interesting' facts about her mundane life, and how they relate to the story. Lady, please. You are a middle aged woman with children writing about how sexy a 17-year-old-looking vampire born in 1901 is. Have some pride. We are not interested in how much it hurt when you gave birth, we are not interested in how you did not make out with any of the cute boys in your old high school. Doubtless there was good reason for that.
Second complaint; the obvious bias against Jacob Black. I am not a huge fan of him, but seriously. There is no need to demean him just because he is not Edward Cullen, who is not really that great anyway.
Third complaint; the fangirling. Internet forums are for fangirling. Books are not. If you want to fangirl, get an account on adultfanfiction.net or something like all the other middle-aged sexually repressed women. Do not publish a book about how awesome Edward' Cullen's abs are.