...and complaining about the 72 min wait. Go to this blog...and learn from it. How to Bypass Megavideo time limits.

Hello there. I would like to ask something very important: "Why does it seem as though we like to demonize the other side?" Have you noticed this? No matter what the side is, we always demonize them. The religious vs. Atheists. One side calls the other deranged, idiotic whackjobs. The other side retaliates telling them that they are going to Hell. Democrats vs. Republicans. One side calls the other Nazis, rednecks,etc. The other side rebuttals with names such as Communists, Liberal pansies, and etc. Why are we so hard press into calling one another names simply because we do not completely agree with their values? Was not America founded with the ideal in mind that people could speak what they wanted to a reasonable extent without fear? Now and days it appear that people are yelling simply to be yelling, refusing to listen to others with opposing views. Trying so hard to be heard that they can not hear themselves. What has this nation become?

Okay, so I was on Youtube yesterday and I came upon another video pointing out the flaws in Christianity. And it came to the conclusion that God was imaginary. Pretty standard video about religion and I didn't feel too bad, even if it was attacking my religion because there are flaws in it I'll admit and it is a bit hypocritical. But then the video stated something along the lines of, "And why should people be allowed to believe in something delusional? Why should I care? Because it is hurting our species. Delusional people do illogical, deranged things because imaginary friends tell them to.' And I became mad. Because I have imaginary friends and if it was not for them I would not have any real friends. I mean, they act as my confidants 24 hours a day, seven days a week. They support me when my real friends are nowhere to be find. They help mellow me out. And they have not once suggest that I do something 'illogical' as the video puts it. I will go so far to conjecture that the reason why we get up everyday is because we are all just a wee bit insane and delusional. I mean, everyday somewhere people die. We are all destined to die. Some of us live in total pain for the rest of their lives due to an accident which may injure anywhere from 99% of our body to just 1%. And yet we still push. We still resist the sorrows of this world in hopes of building a new one. If that is not what delusion is, the hope of something better whereas everything is pointing towards it not being, then I do not know what is.




In other news, I really like the movie Walk Hard: The Story of Dewy Cox. It is a pretty good movie that parodies biopics like Walk the Line and Ray. But, I don't think it is better than Walk the Line. However, my parents, who hate comedies and the like, actually liked it better than Walk the Line. Something is wrong.

I may start writing more stories, especially for the Price of Time Travel series and Book of Time Chronicles. In fact, I already written one for Book of Time, though it is very short and a bit contrite truthfully. Here it is and read it if you want...


Speaking of the Price of Time Travel, I have several story ideas that continue from the last story. One is where I arrive in Glitchworld, a universe that is bizarre, derange, corrupts its inhabitants, and apparently is connected to me. Another story idea is that I awaken in a mental asylum....It should be obvious though how that stor will probably turn out. Finally, the last story idea will probably be in an alternate universe that resets itself after every ten years, and the people are aware of this, using it to their advantage. Unfortunately, the only way that I can escape is by stopping the resets which they have become a bit addicted to. Note, the first two story ideas would have Brainy being disabled...The last one would have Brainy damaged but still able to function...somewhat.

So, now I am a Freshman in College at Rockhurst University. It is very nice: the people, the scenery, its blend of science and religious ideals, etc....Yet, the price..Now, my mom thought that my books would be $250 at the most. I told her it would be hundreds and hundreds of dollars. She only withdrew $400 dollars and said I'll pay for it, don't worry. Then, when we went to the bookstore, I didn't have my schedule. We went back home and got the schedule. Now, we get back and obtain my books. It ended up costing $798 dollars. So she finally allowed us to go half-and-half (sorta).

Apparently, most of my cousins seem to be contemplating suicide for another one of my cousins admitted to thinking about it. He stated that the main reason was that his mother did not treat him with any respect, humiliating and demeaning him constantly. Now, I have seen how his mom treated him and I always thought that they had a more stable relationship than what he revealed. Granted, they have their share of rough spots, but never in my imagination would it have occurred to me that their relationship was such tenuously strained. What worse is that his mom does not want to participate in his therapy sessions, citing that she has to work and keep her job. Furthermore, it seems as though my parents saw this coming and I didn't, suggesting that their were subtle signs that even I couldn't see. I wonder how his brother is taking this...

In other news, my aunt is in the hospital due to sickness and complications due to asthma.

Icing on the cake, one of my cousins is about to go to jail, and another is homeless somewhat without a job and with his wife.

Incidentally and unrelated to above, I have resumed writingagain to ease the ennui that I have during the day.

Did you know that when you are looking in a mirror, you are technically looking at a younger version of yourself? It's true. See, when you look at a regular mirror, your image appears as far back from the mirror as you are in front of the mirror. This means that the image is roughly double the distance away from you. When the light you emit hits the mirror it is reflected back into your eye, but since the mirror is only half the distance between you and the image, you see the image before you actually should.

Crazy? Yes. But this is physics, so it makes since.

So I was on youtube today, looking at the videos there when I came upon this video of Robert Palloni, the developer of Bob's Game ( a self-made game that he tried to get published) pretty much going through the Nintendo Store in New York and plastering posters of his game up, and essentially defacing the store with his stuff. Now, whether this is just a viral marketing campaign, or he really is miffed about Nintendo not speaking with him is unknown, but if it is the latter, then I have a few comments for Mr. Palloni.

First of all, why are you going to go to the Nintendo store to raise your complaints? Regular people do not decide what games are published, the executives of Nintendo do. That's not smart business sense. One is going to go into a company's store, cause a scene, and then expect said company to take them seriously? That is lunacy. Furthermore, if people remember you and Nintendo does overlook the scene, the people will not buy your game, for they will think you are deranged. Secondly, there are other publishing companies out there besides Nintendo. If he couldn't get Nintendo to publish him, he could have gotten Atlus, Capcom, etc. Nintendo is not the only gaming company that publishes games for the NDS. Nintendo DS has lots of publishers, so it is not the end of the world.

To be honest, I was one of the people who looked forward to Bob's game, if and when it would be produced. It seem fun, charming, and a quirky game. However, I am somewhat put off by the developer's tactics to raise support for his game. If it works for him, so be it. But I don't think I could buy a game from someone that uses advertising tactics like this.... What are your thoughts on this?

VIDEO OF BOB'S Game Developer and his tactics...




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The pain that I have felt when I was younger still haunt me. See, when I was younger, I was...sexually harassed. The first time it happened was when I was in the sixth grade, the last time was in the eighth grade. The first time was when our school was next to infamous Southeast High School, a school known for producing the worst of the worst. Also, I had gotten upset over the fact that those lovely little children wouldn't let me sit with them, pretty much to the point of tears. So later that month, I had to sit with this one girl, who began rubbing my leg and stuff. Apparently, she was using me( and playing with me) to make her boyfriend jealous. Now, here's the kicker. She had to be at least in the tenth grade(and was probably older than what she should be for the tenth), for starters, and I was just some little kid as compared to her boyfriend, which was more fit than I. I felt confused. I knew I didn't like it, but I didn't stop it. I was afraid of confrontations, then and now, so I didn't speak up. I should have told her to stop, but something in my head made me bit my tongue. Finally, she went back to her boyfriend after the person sitting with him got up out of the seat. Then they began badmouthing me....

Now, the second and third time was by someone that I thought was my friend. See, we went to the same elementary school, and I was two grades his senior. Yes, not only was I sexually assaulted by a dude, but by a sixth grader. The first time, I was walking with another friend of mine down the hall from the computer lab to the steps and I see him coming up the steps in front of me. I waved hello and he said hi. Then, he came up and began touching my chest and grabbing me. I tried to push him off, but he was stronger than I was. My other friend came up and said "Get the fuck off him!" and managed to split us apart. The other dude just said he was playing and walked off. At that point, I was a bit shaken up. No permanent damaged to my psyche, though I was quite weirded out as it were. Then the third time....It was a few weeks after the second. I was walking from the cafeteria to my class when him and his friend came out of nowhere and pushed me into a locker. I began to struggle with that dude and managed to push him somewhat away. That was when he said, "He's a bit stronger," and pushed me back into the locker. Then he moved himself closer, face was in mine, and finally I managed to push him off. I ran back to my classroom, hearing those two laugh at my weakness. When I got to the classroom, I began to cry, but I refused to tell people why I was crying. I had a mental breakdown right then and there. My friend, the one who protected me the first time, asked what was wrong but I didn't tell him. One girl thought it was because the class wouldn't get quiet and asked if that was it, but I still kept crying. I didn't tell anyone about that incident or the others. Still haven't. Not to my parents, not to the friend who saved me the second time, not to any living soul. And I think those events are slowly warping my thoughts are humans. Never had I wanted to hurt someone, torture someone, destroy their spirit like they had done to me until that moment. At first, I reveled in the anger, but it was beginning to scare me. So, I just bottled it within me, hoping that I could keep under control. And so far so good, I mean, I have tried different meditation techniques to keep myself calm when confronting past memories.But today, I just felt so terrible and those thoughts came back with a vengeance. I wanted revenge, I wanted it badly. Even as I type, I can hear a voice in my brain screaming out, saying to destroy those that anger me.

What should I do?

Don't worry, I already watched it at the theaters. I digress, this is a review for Cadillac Records, a docudrama in the same veins as Ray and Walk the Line. The movie deals with the rise

(and eventual fall)

of Chess Records and the creation of the Rock 'n' Roll music genre. A lot of famous musicians are portrayed, such as Muddy Waters, Eta James, Little Walters, Chuck Berry, Rolling Stones etc. The performances of the actors are superb and the pacing of the movie is quick. I personally liked the makeup that some actors donned to make them appear older as the years passed. Also, the character development is topnotch. The only problem with the movie is that it feels kinda short and these type of movies (Ray, Walk the line, Cadillac Records) may not be for everyone. Besides this, this is a pretty good movie that deserves people to watch it.