Friday, June 17, 2011

Who's Afraid...

Of the big bad wolf?
I am.
I will openly admit that I scare easily. Which is why I don't watch horror movies or read scary books. But, ya know, sometimes one will come along that I just can't resist.
Like when I watched The Village.
Or, for instance, today when I read Red Riding Hood.
You'd think I wouldn't have gotten it, since I knew it was going to be a tad bit scary and all. But it looked good, and you know me, I usually won't pass up a good book. But I honestly don't recommend this book. First off, the storyline wasn't even all that great. It didn't really flow. And, honestly, it was just kind of bad.
So that's four hours of my life wasted...
And here I am, 2:42 in the morning,just finished the book, a little bit creeped out. I'm listening to Owl City's new album (which gets an A+++++) and trying to calm myself.
It really wasn't that scary, in actuality, but like I said, I scare easily. Especially at night.
So...that is all, really. Except that I read another book yesterday, Matched, and I loved it. And then I got really mad when I realized that the sequel doesn't come put until November. That's right. Five months. Grr.
Oh, one last thing.
I've come to a conclusion. Dystopian themed books are, like, 1000 times more romantic than a modern- set story. To me, at least. Because the two people only have each other...they're lost in this horrible, broken society, but they find hope in each other that doesn't exist in their community.
I feel like I should have something profound to say about this, but I don't...except that despite this, I still dislike dystopian fiction. A lot.
Okay, I'm done. I'm delusional with tiredness.
Maybe I'll get a life and actually have something substantial to write about.
Just kidding.
That would never happen.
;)
OkayBye.
(I really never know how to end these posts)
OkayByeForreal.

PS...my computer has an evil virus and I just typed this whole thing on my phone. It was a pain and a half and I sincerely hope you enjoyed reading this. Otherwise I think I'll go cry now.
Do you SEE what happens when I'm tired? I lose all ability to think of clever things to say. How embarrassing.
OkayByeForrealThisTimePromise.

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