I Should Have Known Better
I didn't think it was going to happen again, but I should have known that my inherent need for a fandom crush would win out yet again. This time, it happened completely subconsciously and is working its way into my conscious mind.
Okay, let's back up. This all started when I first saw trailers for the The Lightning Thief. I'll admit that I was intrigued. It has to do with melding Ancient Greek mythology (which I have loved since sixth grade) with modern times (which...um, I live in, obviously). Then, I found out it was part of a book series called Percy Jackson and the Olympians, and I felt the need to read the first one before the movie came out. (I have this thing about reading a book before seeing the movie unless I don't know that it's a book, of course.) That was the the beginning of the last week of January. Since then, I have actually completed the series. Partly because the books were so engaging and partly because they're written for, like, seventh graders. Also, they're basically Harry Potter but with Greek gods instead of witchcraft. There are five novels and a book with three short stories. Needless to say, reading six books in two weeks has been a strain on my sleeping pattern and my ability to stay awake at work.
On top of this, my usual character tastes have prevailed: a dark haired guy with ties to the bad guys but is still at least somewhat redeemable. I wish I knew how old the character was...especially since he can't *get* any older. He DIES in the last book. It wouldn't be so bad if he was allowed to live to be my age, but I have this horrible feeling that he's still a teen (gross). But it's not as if I have a choice in these matters. I seriously don't! I would love to go back to before yesterday afternoon, back to when I didn't grin insanely when I read his name.
The point is that I had this really weird dream about him then during my four hour nap. I think the worst part about it is that I knew, even within my dream, that that's exactly what it was. That always ruins dreams, when within that same span of time, you tell someone in the dream that you had a dream where "X" happened.
I just want to know why this *always* happens to me. At least it used to be semi-conscious. I even told myself that this time it was going to be different. I legitimately love the good guys in this series because they fight for the Olympians, not the Titans. So, I thought, if anything, it'd be one of the definite good guys. But NOOOOOOO, it had to be Ethan Nakamura who will remain 16ish forever because he's *dead*.
It's just not fair, which is kind of funny because Ethan's the son of Nemesis, the Greek goddess of divine justice....and revenge, but we're going to focus on the justice part of it right now.
Sorry, just needed to vent for a minute or so.
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Okay, let's back up. This all started when I first saw trailers for the The Lightning Thief. I'll admit that I was intrigued. It has to do with melding Ancient Greek mythology (which I have loved since sixth grade) with modern times (which...um, I live in, obviously). Then, I found out it was part of a book series called Percy Jackson and the Olympians, and I felt the need to read the first one before the movie came out. (I have this thing about reading a book before seeing the movie unless I don't know that it's a book, of course.) That was the the beginning of the last week of January. Since then, I have actually completed the series. Partly because the books were so engaging and partly because they're written for, like, seventh graders. Also, they're basically Harry Potter but with Greek gods instead of witchcraft. There are five novels and a book with three short stories. Needless to say, reading six books in two weeks has been a strain on my sleeping pattern and my ability to stay awake at work.
On top of this, my usual character tastes have prevailed: a dark haired guy with ties to the bad guys but is still at least somewhat redeemable. I wish I knew how old the character was...especially since he can't *get* any older. He DIES in the last book. It wouldn't be so bad if he was allowed to live to be my age, but I have this horrible feeling that he's still a teen (gross). But it's not as if I have a choice in these matters. I seriously don't! I would love to go back to before yesterday afternoon, back to when I didn't grin insanely when I read his name.
The point is that I had this really weird dream about him then during my four hour nap. I think the worst part about it is that I knew, even within my dream, that that's exactly what it was. That always ruins dreams, when within that same span of time, you tell someone in the dream that you had a dream where "X" happened.
I just want to know why this *always* happens to me. At least it used to be semi-conscious. I even told myself that this time it was going to be different. I legitimately love the good guys in this series because they fight for the Olympians, not the Titans. So, I thought, if anything, it'd be one of the definite good guys. But NOOOOOOO, it had to be Ethan Nakamura who will remain 16ish forever because he's *dead*.
It's just not fair, which is kind of funny because Ethan's the son of Nemesis, the Greek goddess of divine justice....and revenge, but we're going to focus on the justice part of it right now.
Sorry, just needed to vent for a minute or so.
End Transmission.