Holy crap, guys, HOLY CRAP. There is a lunar eclipse going on right now, like AS I AM WRITING THIS. It's so exciting, the moons, like, BLACK. Or, almost black. Allow me to elaborate.
At around nine o' clock, my mother told me "There's going to be a lunar eclipse tonight." And I freaked out, saying, "OH MY GOD TONIGHT?" And yes, tonight. Now. Right now.
So I waited until about nine o' clock to start going outside. Nothing was happening. Around eleven, my dad came home. And he said the awseomest news ever: "This eclipse is happening on the winter solstice. That only happens every 500 years!"
Can you believe how lucky we are to see a lunar eclipse on December twenty-first and it only happens every 500 years? This shit is exciting!
As of now, the moon is nearly completely covered. I'm freaking about because around two thirty, there will be a full entire lunar eclipse. I'm having a heart attack. this is so effing exciting. I'll be back later with details on the eclipse. Okay. Bai.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Drew's High Blog
Okay, so. I've heard of drunk blogging, but I'm 14 and can't drink. So, instead, I decided to make myself two really strong cups of lemon tea, and drink 'em, and blog. This is the starter post that I update as I drink. This will probably be a one-time thing, and I'll try to say something important about myself at the end of every update. So here goes.
I love chocolate. Especially mint chocolate.
UPDATE: I'm updating my the hour. Whoooo I'm so high right now. But I started playing Pokemon SoulSilver version. I'm challenging the Elite Four, and Karen is totally kicking my ass. Stupid dark whore.
She froze my Luxray and my HoOh and HoOh is almost dead. Like I said, whore.
HoOh just died. Crap. So anyway, I decided that I'm good at piano. I can play four songs so I'm amateur. And I fixed my phone. And my tea is almost gone. Darn.
I love Pokemon, it's my passion.
UPDATE2: SO yeah, hour... 2 or three into the night of high blogging. I have mastered logic. Check this out.
I will never grow out of things. Why? because I mix them with other things I love, like mixing Harry Potter with Pokemon. Both are equally awesome on their own, but together they are AMAZING. But take one away, and it's still awesome, but just not the same.
It's like a sundae. It's awesome. Add hot fudge, and it's epic awesome. Then you take the fudge away. The sundae is still awesome, but not as awesome as before. You follow? Good. It took nearly ten minutes to explain to one of my other friends.
So yeeaah, this ends update two of logic. I can do logic, you know. I'm smarticles. Envy me. Oh, yeah, one more thing: Look up mandatory sex party. Now. Bai.
UPDATE3: WHOO MIDNIGHT BLOGGING. I think all that excess caffeine is starting to wear off. I feel tired. Like, tired like after Physical Education. Anyway, I was playing Pokemon Mystery Dungeon for the past half hour and I was facing Darkrai and he spammed evasiveness moves and I was all "Craaaap" and then I finally hit him and I won. Hells yeah..
Okay, so I'm done with high blogging. I'm gonna go to bed now. I'll see you all in.... A couple days. Peace out. I like gold. Bai.
Final Update: Last night was a bad idea. I'm never gonna do it again. I found out that I am less descriptive when I'm high. And the hours passed so quickly! But yeah. You don't need to read this. Okay. Bai.
I love chocolate. Especially mint chocolate.
UPDATE: I'm updating my the hour. Whoooo I'm so high right now. But I started playing Pokemon SoulSilver version. I'm challenging the Elite Four, and Karen is totally kicking my ass. Stupid dark whore.
She froze my Luxray and my HoOh and HoOh is almost dead. Like I said, whore.
HoOh just died. Crap. So anyway, I decided that I'm good at piano. I can play four songs so I'm amateur. And I fixed my phone. And my tea is almost gone. Darn.
I love Pokemon, it's my passion.
UPDATE2: SO yeah, hour... 2 or three into the night of high blogging. I have mastered logic. Check this out.
I will never grow out of things. Why? because I mix them with other things I love, like mixing Harry Potter with Pokemon. Both are equally awesome on their own, but together they are AMAZING. But take one away, and it's still awesome, but just not the same.
It's like a sundae. It's awesome. Add hot fudge, and it's epic awesome. Then you take the fudge away. The sundae is still awesome, but not as awesome as before. You follow? Good. It took nearly ten minutes to explain to one of my other friends.
So yeeaah, this ends update two of logic. I can do logic, you know. I'm smarticles. Envy me. Oh, yeah, one more thing: Look up mandatory sex party. Now. Bai.
UPDATE3: WHOO MIDNIGHT BLOGGING. I think all that excess caffeine is starting to wear off. I feel tired. Like, tired like after Physical Education. Anyway, I was playing Pokemon Mystery Dungeon for the past half hour and I was facing Darkrai and he spammed evasiveness moves and I was all "Craaaap" and then I finally hit him and I won. Hells yeah..
Okay, so I'm done with high blogging. I'm gonna go to bed now. I'll see you all in.... A couple days. Peace out. I like gold. Bai.
Final Update: Last night was a bad idea. I'm never gonna do it again. I found out that I am less descriptive when I'm high. And the hours passed so quickly! But yeah. You don't need to read this. Okay. Bai.
R&R: Twilight
Ah, yes. The infamous Twilight review. This will not be the "OMG WTF i luv twilight sooo much" review, or the "Twilight sux and Edward should burn in hell" review. It will be honest, and good. So sit back, and read this.
I was in fifth or sixth grade when Twilight came out. I heard it involved vampires, so I thought, "Oh, cool!" But I never got to see it. Eventually, my parents got a hold of a copy, and we watched it together.
It was a moot experience. I was very meh about the film. I got my hands on a library copy of the book, powered my through about three hundred pages, and returned it. The book was more descriptive than the movie, but was about as good.
And then came the sequels. New Moon, Eclipse, and Breaking Dawn will be coming soon. These are popular things. But I think otherwise, to tell the truth. I have nothign against Twilight; I just don't like it.
Bella Swan. What does that name say? She doesn't seem like a very thought out character. She isn't. She's, in fact, a hollow shell of a person, that anyone could slip into. SO all those girls (and selective guys) could pretend to be Bella and have their way with Edward. Or Jacob. Or whoever the hell else.
And then there's Edward. The century old immortal. Or, the century old virgin. He places Bella on a pedestal, at the center of his universe. Every girl wants this. I think Bella wants this. But it's a bit nauseating, really. The scary part about Edward is: He sparkles. He effing sparkles. Vampires should not sparkle.
And Jacob. In the first movie, he was actually pretty likable. Then he cut his hair, got a tattoo, and became a werewolf. Woo-hoo. And then he pulled an Edward and fell in love with Bella. What do they see in her, really? She's not even that pretty. Of course, I wouldn't know, she wasn't really described n detail.
Basically the only likable thing is the action the movies. Yes, I have seen them. Suffice to say, I can't turn down my Twilight-liking friends(who are all girls), because they're younger than am and I can't turn them down. The action was awesome, the fighting between the werewolves and vampires, and even Bella got hurt a few times. Awesome.
So I gave Twilight a 1. The reason it gets a relevant rating is because there was action and Bella got hurt a couple times. Plus, she punched Jacob. That deserves something.. You can like it if you want, and you'll probably make up the majority, but it's your opinion.
I still think Harry Potter is better. Rowling make seven books. Meyer made four. I think it's unanimous who the winner is.
I was in fifth or sixth grade when Twilight came out. I heard it involved vampires, so I thought, "Oh, cool!" But I never got to see it. Eventually, my parents got a hold of a copy, and we watched it together.
It was a moot experience. I was very meh about the film. I got my hands on a library copy of the book, powered my through about three hundred pages, and returned it. The book was more descriptive than the movie, but was about as good.
And then came the sequels. New Moon, Eclipse, and Breaking Dawn will be coming soon. These are popular things. But I think otherwise, to tell the truth. I have nothign against Twilight; I just don't like it.
Bella Swan. What does that name say? She doesn't seem like a very thought out character. She isn't. She's, in fact, a hollow shell of a person, that anyone could slip into. SO all those girls (and selective guys) could pretend to be Bella and have their way with Edward. Or Jacob. Or whoever the hell else.
And then there's Edward. The century old immortal. Or, the century old virgin. He places Bella on a pedestal, at the center of his universe. Every girl wants this. I think Bella wants this. But it's a bit nauseating, really. The scary part about Edward is: He sparkles. He effing sparkles. Vampires should not sparkle.
And Jacob. In the first movie, he was actually pretty likable. Then he cut his hair, got a tattoo, and became a werewolf. Woo-hoo. And then he pulled an Edward and fell in love with Bella. What do they see in her, really? She's not even that pretty. Of course, I wouldn't know, she wasn't really described n detail.
Basically the only likable thing is the action the movies. Yes, I have seen them. Suffice to say, I can't turn down my Twilight-liking friends(who are all girls), because they're younger than am and I can't turn them down. The action was awesome, the fighting between the werewolves and vampires, and even Bella got hurt a few times. Awesome.
So I gave Twilight a 1. The reason it gets a relevant rating is because there was action and Bella got hurt a couple times. Plus, she punched Jacob. That deserves something.. You can like it if you want, and you'll probably make up the majority, but it's your opinion.
I still think Harry Potter is better. Rowling make seven books. Meyer made four. I think it's unanimous who the winner is.
Parties
WARNING: This post may be a waste of space. You may not want to read it because it sucks. At least I'm truthful about it. Also, there may be some inappropriate stuff in here, so yeah. NSFW, young people.
Oh, and look at this. This is the reason I wrote this. Hyperbole and a Half: What Google Needs is Mandatory Sex Parties
Yes, we all love parties. But there are many kinds of parties out there. I shall explain, for humorous purposes.
Party- A social gathering between friends or people you know. Or don't know. Hell, you may not know these people and they know you, or vice-verse. Moving on.
Birthday Party- The gathering of friends and/or relatives in order to celebrate the birth of a friend of loved one. These can be held anywhere, such as: home, pools, clubs, the beach, etc...
Holiday Party- A party celebrating a holiday, such as Halloween, Christmas, Easter, valentines Day, or 4th of July.
Costume Party- A party where you come dressed in a costume. Mainly used as Halloween parties. Or Birthday parties.
Sex parties- A party where you have sex.
Mandatory sex party- a party where once you walk in the door, you are obligated to have sex. I would think that these parties often disguise themselves as costume parties or birthday parties or baby showers but THEN as soon as they entice people in the door, they are all "Guess what this actually is? It's a mandatory sex party, baby!" And then the raping would commence.
Mental mandatory sex party- Same as above, in your mind.
Why the hell did I do this? Because I wanted to spread the word about MSP's. because that's a new hip thing, yo. So yeah, this post was a waste of space. Just ignore it. Well, if you're reading this part, you can't ignore it... Whatever. Again, this is the link to Allie's post: Hyperbole and a Half: What Google Needs is Mandatory Sex Parties
Oh, and look at this. This is the reason I wrote this. Hyperbole and a Half: What Google Needs is Mandatory Sex Parties
Yes, we all love parties. But there are many kinds of parties out there. I shall explain, for humorous purposes.
Party- A social gathering between friends or people you know. Or don't know. Hell, you may not know these people and they know you, or vice-verse. Moving on.
Birthday Party- The gathering of friends and/or relatives in order to celebrate the birth of a friend of loved one. These can be held anywhere, such as: home, pools, clubs, the beach, etc...
Holiday Party- A party celebrating a holiday, such as Halloween, Christmas, Easter, valentines Day, or 4th of July.
Costume Party- A party where you come dressed in a costume. Mainly used as Halloween parties. Or Birthday parties.
Sex parties- A party where you have sex.
Mandatory sex party- a party where once you walk in the door, you are obligated to have sex. I would think that these parties often disguise themselves as costume parties or birthday parties or baby showers but THEN as soon as they entice people in the door, they are all "Guess what this actually is? It's a mandatory sex party, baby!" And then the raping would commence.
Mental mandatory sex party- Same as above, in your mind.
Why the hell did I do this? Because I wanted to spread the word about MSP's. because that's a new hip thing, yo. So yeah, this post was a waste of space. Just ignore it. Well, if you're reading this part, you can't ignore it... Whatever. Again, this is the link to Allie's post: Hyperbole and a Half: What Google Needs is Mandatory Sex Parties
I think too much
Okay, so, I was lying in bed last night, and I was thinking. Of course, this is a normal thing, but I think some crazy stuff when I'm lying in bed. Last night I was thinking about the end of the world.
Yes. The Apocalypse. 2012. Armageddon. All that batshit-crazy stuff. I was thinking "What if it's true? What if we all die four days before Christmas? What if we all have to suffer and cry and panic and have mental breakdowns?"
So yeah. Peace out. Have a nice rest of your life.
Yes. The Apocalypse. 2012. Armageddon. All that batshit-crazy stuff. I was thinking "What if it's true? What if we all die four days before Christmas? What if we all have to suffer and cry and panic and have mental breakdowns?"
Then I think, "It's a lie. The Mayans were sun-worshipers who listened to what they thought were several higher beings. It's irrelevant." Then I think "WHAT IF THEY WERE RIGHT?" And I begin to cry.
So it's kinda like a nightly panic-and-cry cycle of torture. Might as well be a goddamn mental mandatory sex party. I need medicine. I seriously need meds. But really, who's gonna pay for them? I'm 14 and I'm trying to get into a good high school so i can get into a good college so meds go out the window, metaphorically.
So you can all just ignore that last little paragraph. I assume I won't be getting anywhere with my point but anyway... The end of the world is a load of crap. I would bet a million dollars that world isn't gonna end. So if it does, I don't have to pay anyone back. I'm such a smart gambler.
R&R: Inception
Okay, I said this would be a critique blog. So here's my first critique post. Today's topic is: Inception. Basically, this movie is about a device/technique created to enter the minds of people through their dreams. As the plot progresses, Mr. Saito(Ken Watanabe) wants Dom Cobb (Leonardo DiCaprio) to enter the dreams of the son of a rich, ailing businessman. Basically, Saito wants Cobb to convince the son to end his father's business empire so he can expand his.
As they go on, the find out the son, Rob Fischer Jr.(Cillian Murphy) , has been protecting his mind from intruders. Eventually, the team reaches the end of their mission, but is intercepted by Cobb's dead wife, Mal Cobb(Marion Cotillard), finds her way into the dream and kills Fischer.
Cobb and Ariadne the Architect(Ellen Page) have to go in as deep as they can, into limbo, to save Fischer. Along the way, Saito dies too and is stuck in limbo. Basically, limbo is a world of disorder, where you can build whatever you want, but you eventually go insane. Pretty crazy crap going on here.
Cobb and Ariadne find Mal and discover she will kill Fischer unless Cobb stays with her. So he stays while Ariadne and Fischer kill themselves. (Dieing is on of the easiest ways to leave the dreams. There is also kicks. See below for details.) And then Cobb kills Mal and himself to get out. Them Cobb returns to the states, and sees his kids. Yay.
I bet this summary confused you. So let me explain some more. Saito wants Fischer's empire gone. He convinces Cobb to do it by saying he will convince the US authorities to let him off for free. because he was accused of killing Mal. Why?
Mal went insane. She and Cobb were stuck in limbo for what seemed like decades. Eventually, they wanted to leave. So they killed themselves. By getting run over. By a train. Awesome.
But Mal wasn't convinced they were in the real world. She thought they were still in limbo. She talked to Cobb, tried to convince him to die with her. But he was sane and did not listen.
A while later, they went on anniversary. And Mal had trashed the room., and was standing on the ledge of their very tall hotel. She tried to convince Cobb to save her, or to die with her, but he would not. So she jumped. And died. And Cobb was framed.
You must have also read bout the kick. It's when you're in a dream, and you get pushed over. You will always wake up.
Now, on to the good part. The review. Personally, I liked the movie a lot. It made my mom a bit sick, but eh. At some points it was confusing, and I couldn't follow it at all. But what I could understand was awesome.
I liked the casting as well, and the pot. Mal was probably the best part. She was only there because if Cobb knew a dream's layout, she could always get in. So, Ariadne was forced to tell him the layout, and she got in.
I like that you could have dreams within a dream. You'd need really powerful sedatives and precise planning.
Overall, I give this film a 4.5. The reason it's not a five is because at the end... Eh, I'll let you see it. Have a nice day, and take this review to heart. Read it and watch the movie. You will be pleased. Like, warm milk before bed. It will be awesome.
As they go on, the find out the son, Rob Fischer Jr.(Cillian Murphy) , has been protecting his mind from intruders. Eventually, the team reaches the end of their mission, but is intercepted by Cobb's dead wife, Mal Cobb(Marion Cotillard), finds her way into the dream and kills Fischer.
Cobb and Ariadne the Architect(Ellen Page) have to go in as deep as they can, into limbo, to save Fischer. Along the way, Saito dies too and is stuck in limbo. Basically, limbo is a world of disorder, where you can build whatever you want, but you eventually go insane. Pretty crazy crap going on here.
Cobb and Ariadne find Mal and discover she will kill Fischer unless Cobb stays with her. So he stays while Ariadne and Fischer kill themselves. (Dieing is on of the easiest ways to leave the dreams. There is also kicks. See below for details.) And then Cobb kills Mal and himself to get out. Them Cobb returns to the states, and sees his kids. Yay.
I bet this summary confused you. So let me explain some more. Saito wants Fischer's empire gone. He convinces Cobb to do it by saying he will convince the US authorities to let him off for free. because he was accused of killing Mal. Why?
Mal went insane. She and Cobb were stuck in limbo for what seemed like decades. Eventually, they wanted to leave. So they killed themselves. By getting run over. By a train. Awesome.
But Mal wasn't convinced they were in the real world. She thought they were still in limbo. She talked to Cobb, tried to convince him to die with her. But he was sane and did not listen.
A while later, they went on anniversary. And Mal had trashed the room., and was standing on the ledge of their very tall hotel. She tried to convince Cobb to save her, or to die with her, but he would not. So she jumped. And died. And Cobb was framed.
You must have also read bout the kick. It's when you're in a dream, and you get pushed over. You will always wake up.
Now, on to the good part. The review. Personally, I liked the movie a lot. It made my mom a bit sick, but eh. At some points it was confusing, and I couldn't follow it at all. But what I could understand was awesome.
I liked the casting as well, and the pot. Mal was probably the best part. She was only there because if Cobb knew a dream's layout, she could always get in. So, Ariadne was forced to tell him the layout, and she got in.
I like that you could have dreams within a dream. You'd need really powerful sedatives and precise planning.
Overall, I give this film a 4.5. The reason it's not a five is because at the end... Eh, I'll let you see it. Have a nice day, and take this review to heart. Read it and watch the movie. You will be pleased. Like, warm milk before bed. It will be awesome.
New Blog is New
Okay. Hi. I'm Andrew. I'm new to the blogging world. Might as well get that out there... You should know that this is probably going to be a humor blog. It's mainly going to center around critiques and reviews of movies and books and stuff because, apparently, I'm good at that sort of thing.
A few things you should know: Many things may not make sense to for some reasons, but most things will. I am a crazy, psychotic person, so these will not be boring posts.So yeah. Moving on.
I may also blog about myself and my experiences. Yeah. Okay. That'll be fun. And maybe an advice blog too. Maybe. And the blog name? Yeah, this blog has nothing to do with pocket watches. It's just saying a broken watch does not function properly and neither do I. Whoo-hoo.
Also, this isn't the best of first posts in my opinion. It''s because I'm coming off of a caffeine high at two in the morning. Mhm, so expect this too.
To be perfectly clear: This is a humor critique blog, written by a crazy person. So let's all have a cup of tea and write this thing.
Thank you and good night. Drive safely, don't drink.
A few things you should know: Many things may not make sense to for some reasons, but most things will. I am a crazy, psychotic person, so these will not be boring posts.So yeah. Moving on.
I may also blog about myself and my experiences. Yeah. Okay. That'll be fun. And maybe an advice blog too. Maybe. And the blog name? Yeah, this blog has nothing to do with pocket watches. It's just saying a broken watch does not function properly and neither do I. Whoo-hoo.
Also, this isn't the best of first posts in my opinion. It''s because I'm coming off of a caffeine high at two in the morning. Mhm, so expect this too.
To be perfectly clear: This is a humor critique blog, written by a crazy person. So let's all have a cup of tea and write this thing.
Thank you and good night. Drive safely, don't drink.
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