And now, to demonstrate the intricate depths of my overwhelming hatred, I'm going to explain in detail why I hate this topic, thus bumping it and keeping it alive longer.

I mean, seriously, there are soooooo many topics on this one issue, and you know what? They never die. And what's more, every time I see one of these topics, I get this irresistible urge in my fingers to click on it and post in it every single time, and that takes up my precious Internet porn time!

And it's not like the material in these threads is ever good. I mean, it's always the same, generic, lethargic, pedantic, and genuinely not good arguments and opinions followed by trolls and disruptive posters. There is absolutely no intellectual or entertaining content to be found in these topics, and it makes me so mad that whenever I see one I take a bite out of a kitten.

Not that I care. I really don't care at all about this topic or its presence; I just feel like telling everyone the depths of my apathy in a long post that bumps the topic up to the front page and leaves it alive a little longer. Because, after all, what good are my opinions on how little I care if you can't see them?

Though sometimes I need to make my own topic to talk about how much I hate this topic, because my topic usually has better material and is much, much more enlightening than the crappy topics I don't care about at all.

I got my term grades registered into the school system.

Despite my fears and the assurance of my teacher that I'd get a C and the fact that I couldn't finish all the homework AND the fact that I passed the finals by the skin of my teeth, I STILL managed to score a B in my math cIass! And since I got A's in every other cIass this semester, that means the Dean's List for me!

Best of all: I still have a 4.0 GPA, *****!

*Is doing backflips*

With the upcoming rape known as Dragonball: Evolution upon us, I have been searching the Internet Movie Database for some movies I'm looking forward to in the future. I have discovered something that sinks my hopes.

The cast of The Last Airbender.

In case you're without an inner child and don't watch cartoons, the movie is based upon Nickelodeon's Avatar: The Last Airbender, a big hit amongst kids and older audiences (seriously, it's the only good they've had in years). The live-action movie (*shudder*) is being made by M. Night Shyamalan. Considering M. Night's history, this means the movie could go good or bad; with him, it's a hit-or-miss, as demonstrated by The Sixth Sense and The Happening as his high and low points.

The cast consists mostly of unknowns, and it's certainly not impossible for unknown actors to become big names over one movie or TV show (I reference The Chronicles of Narnia and The 4400). But for anyone who has seen the television show and knows the first season's main antagonist and one of the show's most important (and my personal favorite) characters, Prince Zuko, you'll know why I am concerned: He's being played by Jesse ****ing McCartney.

Zuko from the show:

(Note: this is season 3; in season 1, he's mostly bald with a ponytail)

This is Jesse ****ing McCartney:

For those of you who haven't seen the show, I know what you're thinking: So what? A Disney pop star/actor is playing a live-action version of a kids' show from Nick. No big deal, right?

Wrong. In the show, Zuko goes through emotional turmoil with his family, changing from bad guy to good guy to bad guy to good guy. Zuko's character development is more profound than any other in the show. McCartney's characters typically have no character aside from the fake crap we see on Disney today.

Could he pull off the look? Perhaps. But that's not what concerns me. What concerns me is the attitude. As far as I'm concerned, his high point was when he voiced the character Roxas in Kingdom Hearts 2, a kids' game. He sings crappy songs on the Disney channel, right next to Hannah Montana and the Jonas Brothers. I swear, if he turns Zuko into some Disney sing-along character. . .

As for the main protagonist, all I know is he's a Texan martial artist named Noah Ringer. I'd supply a picture of this Ringer person, if only such an elusive picture could actually be found. All I know is, he'd better be a bald 12-year-old with an arrow on his head, because that's what he needs to look like.

But wait! It gets worse!

In addition to a pop singer, another part of the cast, a semi-unknown, named Jackson Rathbone will be playing one of the supporting characters.

Rathbone was a character in the piss-poor Twilight movie.

The girl playing his sister, Nicola Peltz, was an unimportant character in Deck the Halls, a bad Christmas comedy.

So yeah, I'm sweating a bit. What Dragonball is to a lot of people, Airbender was to me; I loved that show, even though it's fairly recent (it began in 2001, ended last year). Will Hollywood whip out the chloroform and the condoms with this one, or will Shyamalan do a good job? All I know is, the show's creators are impressed with Shymamalamabam's ideas, so perhaps there is a glimmer of hope. . .

I also looked up the Death Note movie. No news on that yet. I will cry if Zac Efron is Light Yagami. Seriously.

Well, the semester's been over for a while now, and the next one doesn't start up until January 5 (my birthday!). And there's one important little thing that I've realised since school ended last Monday.

I'm bored as hell.

Seriously, there is NOTHING for me to do. I don't go out with people often (and when I do, it only happens occasionally). School was the only thing interesting going on. Now the constant boredom is driving me nuts. So I think I might start a book that's been in my head for a while. It isn't fully thought out (I don't have character names or much of a middle yet), and I still have some extensive history to study, but who cares? I can write whatever comes to my head and revise later. That's what all the cool authors do, anyway.

Of course, I had planned on spending the month on Prince of Persia (I'm selling that on a yahoo group, by the way; I don't have the money for a video card), but we all know how that plan turned out. . .

I got the PC version of Prince of Persia today (yay!), and it installed successfully (yay!), but when I try to actually play it, I get this error message:

Unable to create Direct3D Device (error 0x8876086c). I can't play the game. Does anybody know how to fix this? My computer meets all the system requirements with no problem; it's just this one damn thing giving me issues.

I have discovered a wondrous euphoria that makes sex seem like a day-long wait at the doctor's office for your prostate exam. And I found this beauty at KFC.

Yes, Kentucky Fried Chicken has managed to reach Heaven, cut off a part of it, stuff it into a bowl and slather it in gravy. I am of course speaking of the KFC Famous Bowls, with bites of chicken on mashed potatoes covered in melted cheese, corn and gravy.

Yes, I am aware of the fact that it looks like vomit. But the taste of this food more than makes up for how it looks. It's a small bowl, but I can go in there starving, eat a single bowl and come out about to burst. These things fill you up very fast.

Some time ago, one of my friends, having found out I write decent stories, actually asked me to write an erotic one for him. He even offered to pay me. Slightly stunned, I eventually said I'd do it and I wrote one for him. . . and man, I never stopped hearing about how much he loved it (even when I wanted to. >_>).

Recently, I found out that he actually put it up online on a less-than-desirable website, saying "a good friend of mine wrote this for me," and turns out that my story is very popular there, with the highest rating possible after more than 900 views in two days. >_>

So yeah, apparently my writing styIe is loved by hundreds of pervs. I was pissed at my friend for putting it up where anyone could see it.

Perhaps I write a little too well. >_>

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vkailb3xcTI&feature=related

It's addicting. . . .