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Bien: Bien is known as the cringelord because he is cringe. He plays roblocks everyday like it’s his religion. Also he is a coconut head. I really don’t understand his obsession with Roblocks because at least for the other people on this list they don’t have a console to play on but Bien has a Switch and he still chooses to play Roblocks. That is very mind-boggling to me. I guess I would also have to be an eight year old kid to understand that thought process. On a scale of 1 to 10, Bien is a seven on the cringe chart.

Khoi: No comment.

Vien: I don’t think it’s fair to judge someone who still can’t properly write a full sentence.

TQ: TQ is an easy ten out of ten on the cringe scale and is probably the second most cringe person I’ve ever met, the first being this kid at my school but I won’t talk about him. First off, like Bien, she practices the religion of Roblocks. Secondly, she wastes money on virtual items in order to impress people she’s never met. Third, she talks a lot with strangers on Roblocks, which in my opinion is probably a fifty year old dude masquerading as a thirteen year old boy. Idk getting kidnapped is kinda cringe to me. (TQ is the kind of person to fall for the candy in the van trick. Or maybe the free robucks in the van trick.) Also she likes anime so she is infinitely cringe.

TL: TL is ten out of ten cringe because she likes anime and has anime posters. I watch anime sometimes but you wouldn’t catch me dead owning anime merchandise like some loser. Unless you count that little MHA figurine which I don’t. Oh and also all of those light novels but that also does not count. TL would be less cringe if she actually watched good anime but she does not. It’s like someone saying “Yeah I like drinking” and then proceeding to down all the grease left in the fryer at mCdonalds. In this case it’s saying “I like anime” and then watching fairy fail. #roasted omegalul poggers this is so pogchamp dude haha I use twitch emotes irl because i’m mentally challenged

uh anyway

TD and Khang: Uh oh controversial takes incoming!!!!! Khang is cringe first off because he’s got the curly fries hairdo which seems to be very popular among the boys at school. I walk into class and bam there’s a million dudes who look like they’re styling their hair after tiktok influencers. Why do you all look the same?????? Actually, more importantly, why do you all act the same???? Both Khang and TD have the basic teen personality starter pack which includes: making fun of basic teens despite also being a basic teen, pretending to have a personality outside of bubbly fun person, making fun of people embarrassing themselves on tiktok, embarrassing themselves on tiktok, making fun of basic white girls constantly getting starbucks, constantly getting starbucks, etc. But what do I know. I don’t actually talk to either of them much so maybe I’ve missed the mark on this one.

so guys, i hope dyou enjoued my blog. Don’t bother respoinding because you’re just a ahter. sayonara!

 

So a few days ago I was cruising down on main street because I was going to south Caronlina except I did not want to go to South Carolina. I thought it’d be a short two day trip but the ride was twelve hours long and it was hot and I was sitting in between two people I didn’t know. Nobody bothered to tell me anything probably because they knew I wouldn’t like it which begs the question as to why I was being brought along if they were fully aware I would not like it. There were a bunch of annoying little kids in the back with high pitched voices and they were constantly shrieking and squealing and it was very irritating. I couldn’t fall asleep because I was in the middle meaning I couldn’t lean to my left or right. The seat in front of me was too close for me to rest my head on and my seat was leaned back far enough to sleep on. The entire first day I didn’t eat anything except for five cookies and I drank nothing but a water bottle. After five years of sitting in the van bored and sweaty and tired but too tired to fall asleep, we arrived at the condo and I fell asleep on a chair.

Day two: we went to the beach, I fell asleep on a chair, I woke up and ate candy and drank soda, I buried my soda can in the sand with just the hole sticking out so I could throw my candy wrappers in, I forgot about it, and then I got fined for littering. By the way I cut my hand on the chair which was rusty so I think I have tetanus now. Afterwards we went back to the condo and did nothing at all until I went to sleep. i didn’t have anything to do. For dinner (i skipped lunch) i had to eat rice with meat that was too chewy. Then I sat on the floor until I had to go to sleep.

Also mini rant: stop giving children ipads. Stop giving your four month old child the newest and most expensive iphone. I hate children. I hate children who play roblocks all day. I hate roblocks. I hate children that spend all day staring an their ipads. And you’re probably going bUt naM yoU UsE yoUr pHonE aS wEll and to that I say yes, I do, however I don’t do anything else because it’s boring. I don’t want to go anywhere with anyone because they are a boring person and I do not enjoy talking to them. They drag me along to what they think is fun, which happens to just be walking around town with no clear goal. I hate boring people, because as you all know I am the most interesting person on this planet. Children who play roblocks are boring.

Anyway the next day we walked around this town by the beach with no clear goal. Nothing came out of it, and I had to stand around for an hour until we could head back. Then I had to go fishing where I pricked my finger on the hook and I had to go clean it in the sink except it’s the same sink you use to clean fish so I’m probably infected with some horrible disease. We caught four fish but we gave one away and the rest were tiny. I forgot to mention, for lunch I had popeyes and it tasted good but I wanted to hurl at the same time because it was a lot more greasy than I expected. Then I ate twenty ice cream sandwhiches and sat around for about four hours until I went to bed.

Day three: we piled back into the car and went to Alex’s house and we ate somewhere. I think we exchanged about two words the entire time. Alena or maybe elena or however you spell it was there was well but she completely stonewalled me which kind of stung but thats the way the cookie crumbles I guess. After that I had to endure another trip back to Ohio.

During my trip I had envisioned a grander, more detailed blog. But out of all my vacation blogs so far I think this one is the shortest, and that’s because it was boring as hell. I left out a lot of extra details because they weren’t really that interesting. At several points I wished that the car would flip over and crash into a ditch so at least one interesting thing would happen. I contemplated running away a few times but we were about nine hours in at that point and it’d take three days to make it back on foot. I usually say that all my vacations are terrible and boring and awful but I don’t really mean that. Except for this one. This one sucked major doo doo.

zo guys, i hope dyou enjoued my blog. Don’t bother respongding because you’re just a ahter and your opinion is wrong. sayonara!

Sometimes I like to go back and read my old blogs. They’re bad. The idea I’m trying to push in the blog is bad and the writing in the blog is bad. In fact the writing in this blog is bad. have you noticed that I start and end sentences with the same five words and phrases every single time? If you haven’t already noticed then now you can’t unsee it, oops. Anyway. What I’m trying to say is everything I think ages like milk. One day: oh what a revolutionary idea I’ll write a blog about it. The next day: this is trash. I go back one year and everything I’ve written is rubbish. I go back six months and everything is still rubbish. I read my most recent blog and even i think it’s boring and hard to read. Sometimes (i started a sentence with “sometimes” again because my vocabulary is small) I feel like there’s multiple mes, and each day I’m a different person, for better or for worse. Two years ago i was plotting stories in my head thinking i would take the world by storm with these legendary plot lines and now I’m thinking about how stupid I was. But back then I genuinely believed I had something special going. Today, as of the second of april, ten pm, i still believe I have an amazing premise for a story that I can’t quite put into words yet, a story that will be analyzed in ela classes across the world. but. Who’s to say that a year or two from now, I won’t look back and think about how stupid I was. And two years from that, I might look back and think about how stupid I was. It makes me wonder if I’m just delusional. Everything I say is wrong. Everything I think is wrong. I think I’m right, but everybody disagrees with me which probably means I’m wrong but just because nobody else thinks so doesn’t mean I’m wrong, after all nobody believed galileo when he said the earth was not the center of the solar system. But to compare my thoughts to galileo is a little pompous of me.

Wanna hear a controversial opinion?????? Something I think that everyone will disagree with???

jk. It’s always “let us know what you’re thinking Nam” and afterwards its “you’re a disgusting piece of crap Nam”. Why should I say anything if I know someone is going to cry and write a blog about it, or if someone is going to tell my why my core beliefs are wrong in the most condescending way possible, or if my older relatives are going to laugh behind my back about it? Do I sound bitter? because I am. The worst part is, tomorrow I may wake up, read this, and cringe. I can’t even be confident in what I’m saying, even when I’m mad. Maybe years of being told I’m wrong has gotten to my head, and I should just persevere through the hate. Or maybe they were right all along. Maybe I’m just misunderstood by the people around me. Or maybe I’m just an angsty teen going through an emo phase. I just don’t know, it and drives me insane.

But sometimes. This happens very rarely.  But sometimes, I hear something that is just so wrong, something so stupid, anyone who possibly believes it should really just be sent to a mental asylum for an examination. Because you must be insane or morally bankrupt or just flat-out unintelligent if you really truly believe that. Notice that I’m not naming any specifics because I know there’ll be a price on my head if I do. Actually, notice how I hardly ever name anyone in my blogs, unless it’s a little kid like Thucquyehn or vien. Because name anyone older than that and I might as well just shoot myself in the head because that’d be a lot less painful than all of my relatives looking down on me with disgust, going on long speeches about how I should respect people more and also why I am wrong.

I’m also guilty of telling people they’re wrong just because they’re younger and their opinion clashes with mine. However (and i really hate to pull the “it’s just a prank bro” card), it’s mostly just in jest. No, I don’t actually think fairy tail is that bad. No, I don’t actually hate BTS. I think they’re just ok. I don’t think you’re a horrible person if you like SAO (although I won’t trust any of your anime recommendations).

I feel like this blog has gone on too long. Or rather, I feel like nobody is reading this anymore. Tq has probably already stopped reading (if she even started reading at all) to go play roblocks, because she has the attention span of… well, a child. TL, I don’t think knows how to read. Um, Khoi and vien probably stopped reading because they got bored. THere’s only two people left I think might be reading and they’re probably chuckling behind their monitors thinking check out this disrespectful little brat. I’m going to lecture/beat him half to death the next time I see him. Which is sad. My audience consists of a bunch of little kids who don’t really care or understand. Aside from them, who’s really listening?

Everybody here writes blogs mainly for a single reason. Their parents are making them. But nobody is forcing me to do anything. So you might wonder why I write blogs. I don’t experience any pleasure writing them. It’s actually really boring. The reason why, I’ve already stated before. My thoughts are presented to me as if I’m narrating to the audience. like a book. If I spill milk all over my pants, I don’t think, crap, I need to change. I think, Why do the gods loathe me so? This is truly the worst day of my life, as if I’m some cartoon character talking out loud to no one for comedic effect. I write blogs because in that way I can communicate to my audience. It’s different than talking to someone because my audience, in a sense, is myself. Because I am the only person who understands myself. By writing a blog, I can openly and freely address the reader as “you”, when the “you” I am referring to, does not exist, anywhere in this universe.

I know that didn’t make sense and when I read this tomorrow I’m going to be confused as well. But that was probably the best attempt at explaining my thoughts and opinions so far. Even if I know someone will say I’m wrong.

so guys, I hope dyou enjoued my blog. Don’t bother responding because you’re opiniong is wrong and you’re just a hater. sayonara!

So about two or three weeks ago I got into a sort of tussle with one of my classmates and it wasn’t an actual fight more like some roughhousing and since my Switch was in my pocket during the exchange… yeah you can probably see where I’m going with this. So I headed to the internet to see what my options were. I could do a self-repair but I’m stupid or i could buy a replacement which needless to say was a little pricey. Or I could just pay nintendo to repair it which cost a hundred dollars and I would have to ship it to them except I don’t know h0ow the shipping process works so I thought Yeah I’m screwed. Since then I’ve been moping around and i though I should probably just kill myself but then I thought Wow you’re going to kill yourself over a switch that’s kind of pathetic and I was like Yeah that’d be a pretty sad way to go out. It’s not like the thing is no longer functioning, it just has a very noticeable crack on the screen but it still bothers me.

Anyway I hate school a lot it’s not like I’m being bullied or anything but I hate school. All of my classes are boring save for gym unless we have to do mile runs the entire time in which case gym is boring as well. Last year I had a lot of friends and I would even go as far as to say that I was popular but this year my reputation which I had spent building up since preschool has all come tumbling down and I no longer talk to anyone. We pass each other in the hall and say hellos and if anyone asked we would say that we’re friendly but we’re really not. Also, I hate my method of getting home. School is let out at 2:30 but I get home at 3:15 because I have to take a school bus which transfers to the middle school where I wait half an hour for the middle school to let their kids out and then I have to wait about ten minutes because my bus is always the last to show up and then I have to scramble for a seat or else I’ll be forced to sit with some random kid I don’t know. I also I hate my method of getting to school because I have to wake up at five thirty in the morning so I can eat breakfast and everything so I can walk outside in the dark and wait ten minutes for my bus to show up while it’s freezing and while  constantly watching my back to make sure I’m not about to get murdered or kidnapped or something.

Everybody has some tightly knit friend groups and at this point it’s too late to try to squeeze my way into one and besides that’d take effort also I don’t really like talking to people much anyway. I get lonely when no one else is around and I want people to go away when they’re here which I know doesn’t make sense but that’s how it works. Even if I happen to make a friend or two I doubt we’d still hang out after I graduate from high school and if I make friends in college I doubt we’d stay friends after I graduated college. speaking of college I don’t even think I want to go to college because it seems like a waste of time. My dad wants me to get a master’s degree or something but the way I see it I’ll spend eight years in college and I’ll be twenty six by the time I get out meaning I’ll have spent my early twenties (arguably the most important time of your life) studying in college with no job and no way to make money. Even if I did want to go to college I don’t think we have a way to pay for it so I’d be headed to some crappy place that I don’t want to be in. The alternative is to get a scholarship and to get one of those I’d have to do exceptionally well in school except I have no ambition to do well in school anymore because as I’ve already stated I hate school and think it’s boring. In elementary school and middle school I was able to breeze by off of natural talent and because I was good at it I had some ambition to do well but now maybe I’ve changed and I have to think a little more when I’m jotting down answers and on top of that I really don’t care about learning anything because it’s all a snoozefest. I like writing so you’d think I’d like writing in ELA. I don’t because every single year I have to relearn how to write an argumentative essay over and over and over and over and it’s so tedious. To get some actual advice on writing the things I want to write I’d have to go to college which I don’t want to go to and also going to college just to learn how to write seems like a waste.

Speaking of college I’ve been thinking about what I want to do when I graduate and that answer is: write a book. But I’m bad at writing and even if I weren’t, the most success I could hope for is a few book sales and I’d go back to being unemployed. I don’t have the passion for any other job and I don’t want to wind up doing something I hate, not that I could even land a job since most people are looking for a degree when they’re hiring and I don’t want to go to college. So no matter how you slice it my future won’t be very bright and I’ll probably end up dead or something.

Also I’ve been signed up for a coding camp which nobody asked if I wanted to do it. I don’t. I have absolutely no interest whatsoever in coding and to make me do something I don’t want to do is just stupid. The reason I’m being forced to do this is so I can become an engineer or something maybe which is dumb and stupid and dumb because I do not want to become an engineer.

I hate how every Asian person makes their kid become a doctor or an engineer or a lawyer   just because they’re high paying jobs. I have no interest in any of those professions whatsoever. It pisses me off because it’s like everybody has this set path they want me to go down and if I don’t go down that path I’m a failure that didn’t meet my parent’s expectations. It’s toxic and suffocating.

Recently I’ve stopped playing video games and now most of my time is spent cruising social media. The reason for this is mainly because it’s not that fun anymore. It’s what I like to call short-term happiness in which there’s a small period of time where I can not think about things I don’t want to worry about. Once I stop I immediately just stop feeling happy. I wouldn’t call it sadness it’s more like melancholic. Each time I stop playing and look at the clock I see hours have passed and I feel like I’m wasting my time since I know tomorrow I’ll have to go to school again.

Okay I got bored of writing and stopped and now a day has passed and now that I’m reading this it doesn’t make that much sense but I’ll keep it because I must have spent an entire ten minutes writing it and I don’t want all that work to go to waste. Anyhow the reason I’m writing this web log is because I wish to discuss what a great band Tally Hall is. If you’ve never heard of them that’s understandable because they’re kind of underground and you all know I’m the kind of guy who is into underground bands. Like I listen to some pretty unknown people like billy eilshi, you ever heard of her? I don’t think so. I’d like to get a start in the music industry but I can’t sing and learning how to play an instrument is boring. Also I think French is a poopy language that’s needlessly complicated. Like if you want to say “the tall man” it would be translated as “la grande homme” except I lied that is wrong because it’s actually “le grand homme” because you have to change the spelling depending on whether or not the word is masculine or feminine, meaning if it was “the tall woman” it’d be “la grande femme” which is dumb and stupid. And it’s not limited to people because nouns like metro station also are masculine or feminine so you don’t know if you should write “la gare de metro” or “le gare de metro” because there isn’t a sign that tells you if it’s masculine or feminine so you just have to guess I think it’s masculine by the way but I don’t know. Also you have to conjugate verbs and I don’t remember how to for each one for example “Je mange l’orange” (I eat the orange). The spelling of mange is different depending on the pronoun so saying “You eat the orange” would be “Tu manges l’orange” and there’s an s at the end of mange for some reason which is dumb and stupid. And then for the pronoun “vous” it’d be “Vous mangez l’orange” and there’s a z at the end of mange for some reason. But guess what, vous means also means “you”, so why are tu and vous separate words? Well because vous is how you address people formally and tu is how you address people you know well. Why this needs to exist I don’t know. And also guess what. “Mange” and “manges”, when said out loud, are pronounced the same anyway so what’s the point.

Anyway as I was saying. As I was reading my blogs I thought that it didn’t make much sense and that’s because it’s easy for me to think what I want to say easily but to actually put the words out on paper is difficult and boring and guess what I’m already getting tired of trying to sound out my thoughts right now. A lot of the times I just sit and stare at the screen for five hours and I’ll only have a page and a half written down and that is not even an exaggeration. What’s bouncing around in my head aren’t actually coherent sentences more like words and phrases. Not really but that’s the thing the comes closest to describing it. I think my thoughts as if I’m narrating to some unseen audience and even right now I’m narrating in my head about how I’m writing this and right now I’m explaining to my nonexistent audience my thoughts. That might sound a little odd but at least I’m not talking to myself because that’s kind of weird. Anyway I’m bored now so I’m going to stop writing.

so guys, I hope dyou enjoyed my blog. Don’t bother responding because you’re opinion is wroung and you’re just a hater. sayonara!

 

Recently I’ve hit writer’s block which is a problem most people go through, the only problem being that I haven’t evens started yet. Every word I put down feels wrong and I always delete the entire thing before hitting the third chapter. I don’t know if I’m just unable to see the merit in my own writing since I’m constantly worrying if it’s any good or if I’m just really crappy at writing. So I had the brilliant idea of using a pen name and anonymously releasing a few drafts to see what kind of writing audiences respond to. And there was a perfect website to do that. Or so I thought!(Foreshadowing.)

Wattpad is sort of like Webtoon except it’s for writing stories. Unlike Webtoon however it is a place for idiots to gather. I thought Webtoon was just a place for fourteen year old girls to fufill their power fantasies and while that is still partly true I was surprised to see a small community of people enjoy something that doesn’t involve a love triangle. Wattpad is exactly what I thought it was: a place for fourteen year old girls to fufill their power fantasies. It could be that I haven’t searched hard enough but so far everything I’ve seen so far is about a quirky ordinary girl falling for a bad boy or some variation of that.

First off I was thinking that I wanted to read something spooky so I hopped on the horror section of books and I kid you not, the top story is a fanfic about a girl falling in love with Pennywise the clown. Yes, that Pennywise, the one from It. I can’t confirm if this is still the case as the CEO of Wattpad has caught on to my schemes and will no longer allow me to access the site without an account.

Now it might seem like I’m just randomly picking stories to make the entire site sound bad but I’m not. Just go to Wattpad and you’ll see what I mean. After bleaching my eyes I decided I wanted to read a paranormal story because I like those and the top story was about wolves or something. And the main character is a female alpha leader who is bullied by her male peers for being female but is too cool to care and I was bored after the first sentence. Okay, I said before that there aren’t ever bad ideas in writing, so to be fair I read the first chapter. And the first chapter was the author (yes, the author, the author literally breaking the fourth wall to directly address the audience) informing the reader about the world’s rules and how everything works. Because screw naturally integrating exposition into a story. Why do that when you can shove it all in the beginning? Did I mention that I hate stories that start with exposition?

I know that I don’t really have a right to talk since I can’t even write an entire chapter without deleting it all but come on. While I act like I know a lot about it, I don’t actually know what makes writing objectively good or bad. But even I can tell that these are very poorly written.

Also, can I talk about how every story is the same thing? Every single cover has the female lead and the male lead staring each other down and every single story is a romance for some reason, even the stories that are in the romance section. Why? I don’t understand. How many times can a person read the same regurgitated garbage?

I thought about this for a while and came to the conclusion that maybe Wattpad isn’t the best place to showcase my writing. Because I’m sure if I don’t write something like Twilight nobody will bother to read it.

One of the books I saw said it had I think six hundred million reads and I’m almost entirely sure that Wattpad pulled that number out of their behinds because there is no way that many lonely girls exist. Right? Right? Surely nobody is reading this trash.

To get a good grasp of what Wattpad’s audience is like I delved deep into the comment sections of some of these books and as I guessed it was just a bunch of degenerates and nail polish girls. By nail polish girls I mean the people who use the nail polish emoji and unironically say “yass queen” and “you go girl”. For the longest time I assumed these sorts of people didn’t exactly exist and were just a sterotype made up by media to be made fun of but I guess they do. I checked out the comment section of this one book and the very first comment was someone asking if the story contained any smut. This comment gave me the urge to smash my keyboard and leave society to become a hermit living in the mountains.

Alright I’ve been cruising Wattpad for a bit and I came across this section that helps writers improve and hone their skills, as well as gives out tutorials on how to overcome writer’s block and how to effectively write dialogue. I was like, “Wow! This is just what I needed. Maybe you’re not so bad after all, Wattpad.” And I read it for a while. It was great and all, but pretty barebones. I wanted the real stuff, the advice from actual writers. So I pressed on an article.

“Make an account or I’ll burn your house down,” said the CEO of Wattpad. It’ll be a cold day in hell before I degrade myself to the point of making a Wattpad account.

so guys, I hope dyou enjoyed my blog. Don’t bother responding because your opinion is wrong and you’re just a hater. sayonara!

Often online I see people say something like, “Yeah I bawled my eyes out at the end of the movie it was so sad,” and then when I see the movie the only “sad” thing that happens is a main character dying. That’s not sad. It’s stupid. A lot of stories (especially romances) try to generate false emotions out of quickly killing a character. There is literally no purpose for the character to die other than to be sad and/or shocking.

I don’t mean that character death is never sad. There have been a few deaths that soured my mood a bit. The problem is most of the time I don’t really care about the character or the character dies too quickly for me to become invested in them. There’s this show that I watched and in the first five minutes we get to see the protagonist’s entire family get slaughtered. He’s crying and screaming and I just have a blank expression on my face thinking “Oh.” Maybe he cares about his family dying but since they only spoke about two lines of dialogue before kicking the bucket, I don’t. Was the scene supposed to be emotional? Because I didn’t feel anything. Was it supposed to be shocking? Just because a lot of people died? Not really. As soon as I saw that the protagonist had a happy family I knew they were about to get poofed. Because plot.

There’s this show called Your Lie in April and I won’t talk too much about it but basically it’s a cheesy romance with a love triangle and all that. At the end (surprise surprise) the love interest dies due to an illness. A mysterious illness being hinted at throughout the show that ends up killing the character at the end has got to be the most cliched and lazy way to kill off a character but I won’t talk about that. A lot of people say this show is sad and that they cried at the end. First of all, the show is not sad. One remotely sad thing happens at the end and that is it. That does not make the entire show “sad”. Secondly, why are people crying over this person? I found her extremely irritating. It might have been because I was half-asleep when I watched the ending but I didn’t even feel the slightest bit of grief. Many shows kill off characters to make the story seem more deep and meaningful than it actually is. Ask anyone about this show and the only thing they can remember about it is that she dies in the end.

But do you know what’s even more idiotic than killing a character off for no reason? Killing them, and then bringing them back. Because apparently writers want to have their cake and eat it too. I guess some bozo stumbled into the office one day and said, “Hey guys, I kinda want to add some shock value because I’m too stupid to generate it in more natural ways, but I don’t actually want to kill off a character. What do I do?” And then the director’s four year old son accidently enters while trying to find the potty and says, “What if you kill them, but they don’t die?” That’s how I assume these smooth brain’s keep thinking this is a cool and clever idea. It’s not. It greatly diminishes the impact of anyone dying because the audience assumes the writer is too much of a coward to actually kill a central character. While I’ve seen shows where the “protagonist trying to get revenge” trope works, or shows where the “love interest dies at the end” trope works, I’ve yet to see any form of media pull this one off.

so guys, I hope dyou enjoyed my blog. Don’t bother responding because your opinion is wrong and you’re just a hater. sayonara!

So recently I watched this movie called Donnie Darko and I liked it. It’s one of those cult classic films that nobody really knows about aside from its small devoted fanbase. I probably would have never heard about it if I hadn’t seen a video that briefly mentioned it. (If you want to know it was a video of this guy sharing his opinion on what movies he thinks are overrated. I guess this means I like overrated movies and my edgy contrarian persona has been shattered.) The movie is about this high school guy who has an imaginary rabbit friend named Frank who tells him the world is going to end in twenty-eight days, six hours, forty-two minutes and twelve seconds. Which sounds odd  at first but as I’ve stated before I think these strange wacky plots are really interesting, especially when executed well, and this movie does.

Another thing that I’ve stated before: movies that overexplain things really bother me. Just let me figure things out on my own, I don’t need to be spoon fed exposition. Donnie Darko goes in the opposite direction and doesn’t explain anything. Maybe it goes too far in that regard. When I watched the ending I just sat there thinking, “What just happened.” Out of context scenes awkwardly cut into each other and aren’t ever explained. This is the kind of movie that really needs to be watched more than once because not even a genius can piece all the clues together on the first viewing. Actually, I don’t think a genius could piece it together after even ten viewings because this film is the kind of movie that is really ambiguous, the kind of movie where you can spend hours thinking of theories and possible explanations, the kind of movie that people spend entire blog posts analyzing. I’ve heard that the director’s cut adds more scenes that give more information, but I’ve also heard that the director’s cut butchers the soundtrack and tampers with the dialogue, so I would just stick with the theatrical release if I were you.

This film came out in 2001 (I think) and with a title like Donnie Darko I was expecting some early 2000s emo stuff to come with it, but I was pleasantly surprised because there were only about two scenes that made me recoil. If someone said this movie came out in the 80s or 90s then I would have believed them because it has that sort of retro charm. Probably because it takes place in 1988.

The soundtrack is phenomenal. Rarely do I ever notice the soundtrack for movies other than a single song or two, but this movie really has songs that nail the tone of its world and sound great at the same time. In fact I think the only problem I have with it is that the ending (which is supposed to be really sad and emotional) plays this song that has become sort of a meme now so it’s hard to take seriously. (The song is called Mad World, it’s the one that goes All around me are familiar faces.) That’s not the movie’s fault but it still kind of sucks.

A few nitpicks: some of the scenes don’t seem to transition well into each other, Donnie’s actor seems a bit too old to make a believable high schooler, Donnie commits a bunch of crimes in the movie and is somehow able to get away with them, and lastly, the countdown to the end of the world isn’t utilized very much. It’d be cool to see Donnie slowly get more panicked as time runs out but throughout the entire movie he never seems to concerned with it and there’s no suspense at all. Although I’m not sure if this is a fair criticism since the drama isn’t really about whether or not Donnie will be able to save the world. It’s more about if he will even choose to do so.

So, do I think you should watch this film? My answer: no. I don’t think any of the people reading this would like it very much as it’s only for a specific type of person to enjoy (hence the cult classic status). Khoi, Bien, Y Vien, TQ and TL are probably too young to watch such a dark and gritty films and I don’t think they’d understand it anyway. TD I don’t think likes to think much when she watches things and Khang would probably hate it just because I like it. And none of the adults would care for it much. I’m not sure what sort of movies they’re into but it certainly isn’t this.

In conclusion, this is the best movie I’ve seen in a few years. It’s the sort of movie that sticks with you after you watch it. The sort of movie that, after the credits roll, you just sit there thinking about it for a long time. The meaning of the movie could be talked about for hours and even if you don’t care about messages and themes and stuff like that I still think enjoyment could be squeezed out of it. (Though if you’re not analyzing and theorizing after you watch you most likely weren’t that interested in the first place.)

And since TQ keeps begging for it I’ll state my thoughts on her blog. I think her opinion is WRONG and she is just a HATER.

In all seriousness I think I should start toning down the sarcasm because apparently nobody understands any of my jokes and people just actually think I’m an idiot. It wouldn’t be a joke anymore if I’m the only one laughing. So from here on out this blog will only be about SERIOUS and IMPORTANT topics.

TQ I am very sorry for calling your blog the big stinky and for calling you stupid. Your blog is not worse than Y Viens and I did not mean to offend you with my words. You have a very high intellect for a ten year old. However if you want an even higher intellect you should watch Donnie Darko because it is for intellectuals such as myself. You see what I did there? I put an entire movie review before the apology to make sure that you read it to see why you should watch Donnie Darko even if you won’t like it. Unless you just skimmed through the blog until you got to this point which I hope you didn’t do. If you skimmed through my blog please scroll back up and read why Donnie Darko is the greatest movie since Alvin and the Chipmunks: The Squeakquel.

so guys, I hope dyou enjoyed my blog. Don’t bother responding because your opinion is wrong and you’re just a hater. sayonara!

Today is a very sad day because today I will be formally and publicly apologizing to someone I have harmed very terribly. My actions were disgusting and cannot be excused with mere words, though I will try to alleviate the wounds that I have caused anyway. I know nothing I say will change what I have said in the past and I know I have caused a great deal of stress for the victim. What makes my actions even more deplorable is that the victim is a relative of mine: my cousin. It is terrible and I’d like to make clear that I am making no excuses for what I have done. With that said, I’d like to apologize to my cousin. That cousin is none other than Khoi. Khoi, I am very sorry for throwing a bag of potato chips at your face that one time. I do not know what came over me for it is a very serious crime to be throwing a bag of potato chips at one’s face. It could have caused serious harm and though you may not believe me I am very glad none of your injuries were serious. You may not ever forget the incident neither may you ever forgive, but I hope that one day we might put this behind us and become great friends.

I don’t believe in God. There are hundreds of religions out there with a god. Surely there can’t be that many gods hovering around Earth, can there? When I go to church all I see is a bunch of people kneeling down to praise someone who is not there. Maybe some other people see it as a religious ceremony. Cool. Honestly I believe gods were made up to make humans feel special or something, as well as to explain a world they didn’t yet understand. For example, explaining how it rains by making up a story about a god. Or explaining seasons gods. I feel like some nutjob in a hut made up these ludicrous stories and everyone just believed them. Now that humanity has progressed so far and there are scientific reasons to explain the world, I find it confusing that people still worship non-existent beings like we’re still in ancient times starting a fire with two rocks and inventing the wheel. But I can talk all I want and at the end of the day I can’t provide solid evidence that these gods are fake. And really, it’s not any of my business how people decide to devote their Sundays.

What I find really irritating is when I’m forced to go to church. I don’t believe in God. So why am I here? I don’t know. I don’t know if either of my parents are religious. My grandparents are, on both my mother and father’s side. By both sides I’ve been dragged off to church. When I was younger I believed in God. It wasn’t because God had whispered in my ear or that I had witnessed a miracle by God himself. It was because my grandparents told me so. And I assume their parents told them, and their parent’s parents told them, and so on. Or maybe not. Maybe religion is just something they picked up when they arrived in the US. If that’s the case I wonder why they converted.

As I got older I started wondering why I was religious. I realized there wasn’t a real reason outside of being told to be religious. So I decided to not be religious.

If someone truly believed in what they were saying after drawing their own conclusions using their own brain, then whatever. What’s stupid is believing in something just because someone else said so.

so guys, i hoped you enjoyed my blog. Don’t bother responding because youre just a hater and your opinion is worng. sayonara!

So I was reading Thucquyehn’s blog today except I didn’t realize it was hers because when I read everyone’s blogs I open each of them up on an individual tab and then press on a random one to start reading. For a while I thought I was reading Y Vien’s blog. Then about halfway through the post I started thinking “Hey Y Vien doesn’t play Royale high I don’t think” and so I checked the name of the tab I was on and sure enough it was TQ’s so congratulations your writing is indistinguishable from a six year old’s or whatever y Vien’s age is.

This got me thinking: could TQ have a case of low intelligence? I decided to check out my old blogs to compare them except I don’t know how old TQ is I think she’s eight or nine now I don’t remember. I’m pretty sure she’s nine so I’ll go with that. I hope she’s nine. Because is she’s like ten or eleven then it would be really sad to have comparable writing skills to Y Vien. Anyhow I checked my blogs from January 2017 (since I didn’t write anything in 2016) and while my writing was not very good I can confidently say that my writing is at the very least six times better than TQ’s.

To be fair TQ’s blogs are different from Y Vien’s because she actually has blogs that make sense. Not by much though. And her blogs are longer and have more consistent spelling. I went and read Y vien’s blog again and if you removed the emojis, fixed up the spelling, and made it a little longer I would be tricked into thinking this written by TQ. So I guess you could say TQ’s blogs are like Y Vien’s blog: Extended Edition.

Also I know everyone has different tastes and enjoys different things but I find TQ’s choice in blog topics to be a little stinky. She only ever writes about Roblocks and other stuff and by other stuff I mean stinky stuff that Y vien would probably write about.

But what’s different about TQ’s writing and Y Vien’s writing is that I like Y Vien’s blogs better because TQ has the personality of a bratty eight year old kid and I hate bratty eight year old kids. Y Vien has the writing of a dumb little kid and I hate dumb little kids. However reading TQ’s blogs is like listening to your little sibling pester you in the car while Y Vien’s blogs are like entering a fourth dimension. I’ve never been on an acid trip but I would imagine reading Y vien’s blogs give off the same experience.

Like for example here is some text from Y vien’s blog: “I know I said my next place  I’m going to is China but  that is to far  away from my house so I am going to my cousins house 🏠.” And when I read that I leaned back in my rocking chair exhaled a puff of smoke from my cigar and said “Dang that’s the deepest thing I’ve heard in years.” Cause like now I wanna know: why is China so far away? Why can’t it be closer so I can go to it instead of my cousin’s house?

And that lead me to the conclusion that we should like move China closer to me so I can go to it. You’re only going to get this kind of genius by reading the fever dream that is Y Vien’s blogs.

In comparison TQ’s blogs are the big stinky. Her blog says, “I have one suspect who hacked me. Vanessa, yes I told her my password the last time I was hacked.” She also says, “My Roblox account has gotten hacked for the 4th or 3rd time.” And when I read this I leaned back in my rocking chair exhaled a puff of smoke from my cigar and said “Dang this is the dumbest thing I have ever read.” Cause like now I wanna know: You got hacked four times and you’re still giving your password out to people? Can you not think or something? You probably deserve to be robbed if you’re really going to do something like that. And that’s when I knew that TQ certainly had a case of low intelligence.

anyway, i hope dyou enjoyed my blog guys. Don’t bother responding because your opinion is wrong and you’re just a hater. sayonara!