The Hunger Games.

I'm a bit late to the Hunger Games band wagon. But-dang!-what a band wagon!

Katniss is such a boss! If you haven't seen the trailor yet, go see it on YouTube. This movie will be epic. I haven't liked a book or a heroine so much since "The Girl with a Dragon Tattoo" and I'm not even sure Salander could take on the Games.

Now, back to Katniss, I love her so much as heroine. I have only read the first book but I already have a huge girl crush on her.

She's an amazing creation because for being a teenage girl, she is utterly selfless and determined. Despite the fact that Peeta is obviously in love with her, she only focuses on her mission to get out of the games and back home to her family. Honestly, how many girls do you know who would do that? I'm drawing a blank.

This is going to be one the best series in the coming years. They better have picked good actors because if this goes down the shoot tube like Twilight I will be very pissed off.

Don't worry, I do reviews for books that don't have movies made of them, just give me a few weeks.

Confessions of a cured Twihard.

I will just say this right now: Twilight is a scourge on man kind.

Why? You're probably asking. Well, other then the multi-million dollar cinematic spree that is happening this month for Breaking Dawn part one, Twilight is the bane of all evil.

Sure, there were some vampire-forbidden-love books that came out before Twilight. But trust me, just a few short years ago, you would not walk in to your local Barnes and Nobles and find a whole section dedicated to "Teen Paranormal Romance."

Bella and Edward and Jacob. The perfect love triangle all meshed together with Christian themes. You disagree? Stephanie Meyer is Mormon.

The best description of these books is the authors wet dream. There is nothing tangible about the characters, no sustainable reality. Edward is made of pure marble and Jacob can turn into a furry dog. Bella has no self preservation insticnts and for some reason vampires can be vegetarian.

Give me Anne Rice any day. I'd rather work my way through The Vampire: Lestat" then listen to a teenage girl complain about where her mass murdering boyfriend went.

I'm not bashing the whole paranormal section here. But just most of it.

Pleasures of being a blogger.

See, the problem with that is there really isn't any for people who can't get their blog noticed.

I'm a student. I don't have enough money to buy super expensive clothes and cameras and dally around in the art world gaining followers like its nothing. I wish I did! I will someday, but right now? That hasn't happened yet.

I also live in the most[fashionably] boring place ever. Seattle is great but I live in a little town north of Seattle. Do you know what it is famous for? Old people. I'm not kidding. We have retirees here by the hundreds. For some reason its a good place to come die.

Wow, that's really morbid.

But back to what I was saying. There has to be a way for my blog to get more hype. I don't like being the pushing blogger who order other people around. You know the types: "hey follow me, I follow back!" Or "hey love the blog, here's my blogsite because obviously I didn't read yours."

Is that what it takes to get your blog noticed? I really hope not.

Mind Games.

High school. Its a rampant insane asylum for the crippled depressed called teenagers. There is no end to the constant backstabbing and the irrepressible tears and the unbelievably petty people that use you.

I have risen above this cesspool called public school and will be attending college classes this fall. Yay for me, right?

Well, not so much. One of my best friends now considers me to be a flake because I won't work with the theater director at my school.

Let me just play this out for you. The directors name is Jeff. He is a disgusting, untalented, worthless, pervey, egotistical middle aged man who knows nothing about teenagers. The best part? I pissed him off pretty bad by saying about that much on Facebook. [Insert gasp of indignation here.] The thing is, he has no credentials for teaching or directing if you ask me. If this is what I have to deal with for my last year of high school, excuse my French, but fuck no.

When I was a sophomore I was so excited to be a senior. So I could be a Senior Leader in the theater club we have. But that dream has been dashed by the insecuties of an old man and an insensitive childhood friend.

I will find my own way though. There are other theaters. Just watch me. I will kick the crap out of the parts I get. And I know I'm better at acting then my friend and my director put together. They'll see. And I will be backstage laughing at their doom.

I actually am a happy person. I swear.

Who's laughing now?

You know that silly question people ask: "What is the meaning of life?"

And the equally silly answer: "42."?

I'm assuming that if you are still following me that you have seen or read The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy. Or you have an overtly nerdy brother who quotes everything from Game of Thrones to Shakespeare. Actually that might just be me.

I have tabbled in this blogging stuff. I have a couple of fashion blogs. But you know the funny part about the fashion industry? Everyone does the exact same stuff. Its as if they're following trends! [Please follow my sarcasm here] Don't get me wrong here. I love my fashion blogs . And you should too.

But this blog is for me. This is what life is about according to me. This is what love is according to me. This is what drugs, sex, school, religion, books, fashion, media, music, college, boys, girls, ART is according to me.

A lot to handle? You have no idea. I consider the internet to be to packed with mindless chatter about nothing in general. Too many people just shopping with their credit cards and watching YouTube videos and scrolling their Tumblr. Its a waste of my time but I want to write these magnetic thoughts down for all of you. Because I will be famous or at least someone who everyone will want to know. And these thoughts will be worth millions, just wait.

I'm actually a warm fuzzy person, it just doesn't seem like it.