Your View Is...?

As you get older, you realize that the people around you begin to change. They no longer hold much interest for their friends, for their attention slowly starts to urge towards the opposite gender. Girls become all girlie-girlie and prissy and guys become, well, stupidly arrogant. It's a natural thing in life, but sometimes, I just don't understand it.

Love. Crushes. What the heck? At our young age, what do we understand about all that? We say that we "like" someone and that we "have interest" in someone, but in truth, it's all fangirly/fanboyish feelings that have no deep thought or meaning. These "crushes" are all just other people who are blessed with either fortune or good looks. Nobody looks at the soul inside, and nobody cares about the personality. The character. The virtue.

Elementary school. Middle school. High school. Beyond. Everywhere you might hear some sort of gossip about "OMG she likes him" or "They're dating!". No one's serious, of course, not in our day. These boyfriends and girlfriends are just people to make you look good. People to make you say "Yeah, look at me. I'm so popular." It doesn't have any meaning beyond that.

My classmates are all quite immature. They flirt and are merry. They have people they like and people who like them, and they aren't afraid to say how they feel. They're all just attention-seekers.

Quote: "Everyone likes SOMEONE!" Yeah, sure. But do I? That's hard to say, because I always force myself NOT to like anyone. I treat everyone I know all the same, and I always tell myself how inferior they are and how horrible they are. Soon, even if it's not true and even if I don't feel that way, my brain takes in what I tell myself and makes it my own feelings. Why, you may ask. Why would you do that? Because emotions like that are a burden. School is for studying. School is for the learning experience offered to you. School ISN'T for frolicking idiots running around with boy/girlfriends. If you like someone, that takes up some of your thinking, when you could've been using that thinking power for something more productive, like algebra, history, or in my case, hours and hours of Harmony homework.

I'm not popular either. So? Why would it matter at our age? Why would anything matter? Doesn't anyone care about academics anymore? All everyone cares about is who looks good, who likes who, and who's into drugs or not. Isn't life bland? Yet they like it. They, my classmates. They, your classmates. They, probably YOU. They, the world of children, tweens, and teenagers.

It's not going to end, is it?

-Vociferously yours, Vicky.

Movie Review: New Moon

Hey, I just came back from watching New Moon (Twilight saga).  It was surprisingly better than what critics were saying!  Well, at least I think so.

Here are the things they should improve on.  (Sorry, I am always negative before I am positive).

Number One:  First off, I'd like to say that all the actors are ugly.  Stewart (Bella) should get braces, Pattinson (Edward) should just like, get replaced or something 'cause his overall visual is only somewhat bolstered by his awesome hair, and Lautner (Jacob) and his wolfy gang should get some lives.  The Volturi looked nothing like I'd expected, the Cullens don't look all that good-looking, and etc, etc, and more etc.  Should I continue?  Oh yeah, I forgot something:  ETC. 

Number Two:  Ur, Pattinson?  Have you ever considered taking acting lessons?  I'm sure the local dance studio around here would accept someone like you.  They have a class for two year olds I'm sure you'd fit nicely in.  Stewart's acting has improved slightly from the previous movie, but eh, she should still work on it.  Better go enroll too with your true love.  Lautner's acting is actually pretty good, so I have nothing to say there.

Number Three:  The effects still look fake.  Very fake.  The wolves are horribly unrealistic, the sparkling textures of the vampires' skins remind me of amateur Photoshop animation, the cliff-diving was SO undramatic, and the slow motion isn't cool at all.  Especially in the beginning part with Edward Cullen slowly approaching Bella at school.  (Run, Bella, run!)

That's about it.  Now for the good things about the movie.

Number One:  Thank you, director, for making the stupid plot seem interesting!  Yes, the plot sucks.  Seriously, Edward Cullen decides to kill himself after a misunderstanding over the phone?  Mr. Director, good job.  I only yawned twice.

Number Two:  Lovely settings.  Good idea on shooting the scenes in Vancouver.  Lol, remember the part where it rains?  Typical.  Someone should just rename Vancouver to Raincouver.


Number Three:  Give yourself a pat on the back, whoever wrote the script, because the movie actually did differ from the book.  (I own the book so I know).  It wasn't exactly the same, so us bookworms could actually guess wrong about what happens next!  Yay, bookworms!

Number Four:  Is there a number four?  Oh yeah, there is.  New Moon was just an overall terrific movie, despite the errors and such that I pointed out.

OK, but in a way, the whole Twilight thing still freaks me out slightly.  Read this.  A friend sent it to me.  Scary, huh?  Poor Pattinson.

But the real frightening thing is this:  SOME PATTINSON FANS ARE BECOMING LAUTNER FANS.  Run, peoples, run!

My rating of The Twilight Saga:  New Moon:  4/5 Stars

Knock yourself dead, fangirls.  Knock yourself dead.

-Vociferously yours, Vicky.

EDIT:  I posted a poll.  Please vote!

Comic Strip Number 9

LOL.  I just love the idea of couch potatoes.  It's just so cute!

BTW, I actually did once see an ad that said "Don't wanna be a couch potato?  Solution:  SELL YOUR COUCH!"  It was very interesting.

Ah, the joy of childhood.....

-Vociferously yours, Vicky.

EDIT:  There is a major typo in the comic.  It's supposed to be "Cold-Hard-Bench Potato", NOT "Couch Cold-Hard-Bench".  Please read it in the correct way, because I don't have the time to change the comic.

Princess and the Pea Chapter 9

Nine rhymes with dine, fine, and Einstein.  But sadly, it does not rhyme with 'happy readers'.  But oh well.  Enjoy anyways.

Chapter 9:
Linda smiled, and suddenly, Helen Crosby appeared beside her. “So, you’ve done it, hmm?” Helen gave her daughter a congratulatory pat on the shoulder. “Now, ready for step three?”
“Step three already? Hmm, I never knew we’d be so successful.”
Helen clicked her fingers, and an unearthly black mist appeared before her, slowly forming into the shape of a bowing henchman. “Go,” she commanded it. “Go and take care of King Henry and Queen Lily’s allies. Make sure they don’t hear anything about what happened here today.”
The black mist answered slowly, its voice low and hearty. “Yes, mistress,” it answered. Then it disappeared.
One hundred miles away in Ruby Cross, Marilynn’s kingdom, the black mist appeared again. It looked around, slightly startled by how grand the whole place was. The castle itself was gleaming, shining brightly and luminously. The gardens smelled wonderful, and everything projected blithe and happy images of life. The black mist growled. It hated happy things. If it was to touch just a tad of happy, he would get seriously burned. And today, it was vital that he was to remain completely unharmed. Mistress Helen wouldn’t like it if it failed. Mistress Helen would probably torture it if it failed. So the black mist decided that nothing was going to stop it today.
Marilynn was in her room, musing and rubbing her forearm. She was frustrated that she was so bored. A princess shouldn’t be bored, she thought. A princess should have royal friends, a loving family, riches, a prince to comfort her…A prince. She just didn’t have a prince.
She got up from her chair and headed out the door. She made her way down the royal stairs, her red curls bouncing. She exited the castle, and before she made her third step onto the pavement outside, she fainted. The black mist had seen the open door, and passed through her accidentally. Marilynn’s eyes closed as she fell into a deep sleep.
The black mist continued on, pass the door and into the castle. It made its way to the King’s room.

-Vociferously yours, Vicky.

Comic Strip Number 8

I really do want to go to Harvard, because no matter what course you take, you'll always get paid more than the average person after university!

But, really, I do want to go to Harvard.  This is just a stupid joke by a stupid kid.

I pay my respect to Harvard....And also to Fairly Odd Parents.  I got the "Pencil Pushing" idea from that cartoon.

-Vociferously yours, Vicky.