Nov 06, 2008 22:09
If anyone reading this ever tries writing a story, let me offer my warning. Do NOT create a villain without FIRST creating his big motivation. Otherwise, you'll just end up grasping at straws, and God help you if you try to keep writing anyway.
Even once I got past the perception of "good guys bad guys", I never really got used to writing villains. Well, truthfully, I'm not that good at writing heroes either. Oh, I ought to get back into PokeMode so that I can keep working on the Liun Region. Too many other things going on. I've been on another ninja kick, and I never really got TWEWY out of my system. (Literally, I don't think I've removed it from my DS for like, three months.) Oh, speaking of TWEWY, I think I need to do some catching up on my Kingdom Hearts--shut up, they're from the same set of folks, so they're related.
Yeah...a lot of fakery among Kingdom Hearts fandom. And what's with them splitting between platforms now? DS OR PSP. PICK ONE AND STICK WITH IT.
Come to think of it, what the hell am I going to do if KH3 ends up being PS3 only? I can't really buy a PS3...
Oh, and I want wifi...
Even though the Wii isn't really a wifi system, there are some definite perks to having it. Like POKERANCH. Gahh.
Pandora Radio might just be evil. It starts playing a song that you don't really want to listen to, but you're torn as to whether or not to skip it...and then by the time you decide, it's stuck in your head either way. Or maybe Spoon is actually the evil one(s?).
People really underestimate the importance of lyrics to music. Or maybe no one listens to them, I dunno. But no matter how good the music is, I just can't listen to shitty lyrics. It just shows...lack of thought. There's only so much you can say with a catchy hook, you know. Man, it's a miracle in this culture that anyone makes any money. I mean, where the hell does it all come from?
My parents are so very unhelpful with advice. They give me food and money and pay the bills and do the laundry and stuff, but the rest of their "parenting" consists entirely of nagging me. I'm fricking confused about what I'm going to do with my life! Who's going to give me advice, the open road?
Actually, if someone offered that "open road" option, I'd go for it. But alas, it's a fantasy.
I guess we can't ever really be sure of anything. Well, myself in particular. And when you blow things out of proportion like I do, any screwup is a major screwup.
So what's to be done?
I don't know what people keep saying, about how children must automatically be screwed up without families. The more time I spend around my family, the more screwed up I feel. I just need a fricking break from them once in a while...
The most messed-up part of that is that in today's society, that essentially reduces me to a delinquent.
You don't become a person when you turn 18 or get a job or buy a house. You become a person when you start thinking for yourself. I don't know when other people do it, I really don't, but I couldn't have been older than 4 years old.
Whatever. It's not like there's anything that can be done for it.
The problem with my family is that there's not a single person among us who can tell when to stop. When to put down the fork, or to shut up and let it die already, or to just take someone's word for it. I don't know where that point is, and Jessica doesn't, and my parents think they do but they absolutely, completely, terribly do not.
But whatever, enough with the angst.
There might be something to the theory that humans seek negativity and conflict. I mean, I could easily think about how awesome the week has been, but I'm stuck thinking about my stupid home life and 5th grade teachers who went into education to dodge the draft. There's so much more to the world...why isn't everyone out there making the most of it? Wellllll....I guess for the same reason that I'm not. Pure, unabated, and apparently incurable laziness.
Damn, humanity needs to get off its ass.
rambles,
angst