Vlogvember Day 2 and Laundry FAIL
Katniss Everdeen and VEDIN (VlogVember)
Halloween and Housekeeping
In Defense of Bella
Note from 2020: I won’t be editing this post but since it’s been getting a handful of views recently, please do keep in mind it was posted in 2010. I was 18 years old. I do not care about your opinions on Twilight and I barely care about my own. This lives on as an archive, not as a stated continued opinion or interest. If you want to know what my current interests are, check out my portfolio here.
A few months ago, I wrote a post in defense of Twilight. Then I made a video about it. And on that video, I got a comment from a friend of mine regarding my lack of depth on my analysis. She went on to say “I dislike Twilight because of the inappropriate themes it is teaching my younger sister: a teenage girl’s [extreme] reliance on a male figure and willingness to do anything for that male (feeling of impending death without that male present), flippancy of pregnancy, etc.”
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No Eugenia. I’m busy.
I’ve got 19 minutes until I get my debate topic and twenty minutes to prep. It’s the third day of my third college debate tournament. So far, I’ve made 14 speeches. My throat is burning and raw and I’m exhausted and cold and I have a headache and I have two more debates yet to come. At least. If I don’t break. Which I’m not too confident about. Continue reading “No Eugenia. I’m busy.”
Why I Don’t Believe in “True Love”
The short of it is, true love doesn’t make logical sense. The long of it essentially boils down to the fact that not only does the idea of true love not make logical sense, it’s also kind of a crappy state of mind. Why? By all means, let’s explore.
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O.M.G.
Something Old, Nothing New
No new video today, but I posted two over the weekend as extras so I figure that makes up for it.
The End [For Now]
Hungry Hungry Hypocrite
No clever teaser paragraph this time, sorry. I’m not in the mood. Because you know what pisses me off? Boxes. Artistic boxes. Artistic stereotypes. And people who think they know you and then get offended when you don’t live up to their standards. Continue reading “Hungry Hungry Hypocrite”