Rant: The Starvation Games

This has got angry right now. So angry. Angry enough for me to write a post for this blog again. So, prepare yourselves for bad grammar and lots of capitalization.

THIS SHIT IS FRIGGIN' %Q#^(Y#$^TU$#!!!!!

I first heard about Hunger Games last year in my school bus.  I overheard a certain teenager who happened to be female talking about the greatest shit ever, the Hunger Games. My interest was piqued by her exaltation of this work of literature and I asked her about the book and its general plot. Surprisingly enough, this work had been written by Suzanne Collins, who also wrote the Gregor the Overlander series. Now, I bloody loved Gregor the Overlander series. It's no masterpiece by any means, but I had a fun time reading it and loved the characters in the series. It's about this guy who goes to this subterranean world beneath NYC and fulfilling prophecy and shit. Fairly generic, but read it. It is middleschool level book and may be a bit immature, but I swear you'll have a fun time reading it.

Super COORU!!!

So, realizing the book was about children killing each other and finding out that it had been written by a author that I liked, I decided I would give The Hunger Games a try. Here's the story of the book as far as I can tell.

1. Post Apocalyptic U.S. ruled by a brutal regime! --> 2. Rebellion by the 13 districts thats part of the new U.S. --> 3. Rebellion shut down! --> 4. The brutal regime decides to make a show only slight more depressing than Jersey Shore by selecting random kids to kill each other! --> 5. Our protagonist, Fatness is selected with along with some kid named Pita Bread to fight for their right to party in the reality TV show! --> 6. Generic Action and killing --> 7. Some dogs that look like human out of nowhere and a botched up romance between Peta Bread and Fatness that serves no purpose. --> 8. Fatniss and Peta Bread wins! Yay! Tacos for everyone! --> 9. Peta bread loves Fatniss, but Fatniss loves some other kind of baked goods. --> The End.

How does this become a main character?

OK, so this book WASN'T TERRIBLE, but it wasn't good by any means. It scores about average in my book. So I decided that the sequels were not worth reading and just trashed the book. I never expected it to come up ever again in my life. Imagine my shock couple weeks later after watching Zombieland.

It's a good movie.

After watching and loving Zombieland, I decided to hit the wiki page of Woody Harrelson, the guy above, out of curiosity. Under his filmography, I saw Hunger Games under in production. 'No, No, No' I thought, 'there's no way a pile of average crap like that is getting a movie!' I thought. Hunger Games would pop up again when I was taking the SAT.

I wonder how much money they made off of this. At least 100 million bucks

I was in Chantilly High School when I was taking my SAT last september. AND ALL AROUND THE SCHOOL THE SIGNS WERE TELLING ME TO READ HUNGER GAMES!!!! Apparently, its the book of choice for those CHS kids who can't read jackshit. FOR GOODNESS SAKES, EVEN NARTUO HAS A BETTER PLOT THAN HUNGER GAMES AND NARUTO IS ABOUT A ORANGE NINJA!!! I was pissed at the fact that a book like hunger games got so much recognized and fame while other better works get stuck in the dust. I lost all respect for CHS that day.

Screw them.

And now, there's a movie out and it's earning shit ton of money. Now, I have watched bits of that movie and heard reviews. They all agree that its is just about average. I don't care about the fact that Hunger Games kinda ripped of Battle Royale (which is a better move btw). But I really hate the fact that something so average got a movie deal while better works get stuck in the dust. Whatevs I guess. I just hope they don't make the sequel to this book into a movie as well, but they probably will. To chill off after raging, I think I'm gonna listen to this music piece.

It's the best game franchise ever. Better than Mass Effect.

So, I guess I'm just tired tonight and just can't rage as much as I used to. But no worries, I'll continue this blog from now on. You can expect better and more poor grammar and capitalizations in the future. Adios amigos.

-JC

I haven't updated this place in like forever.

Heck. I'm busy.
I'll start updating next week when the midterms are done.
For now, listen to this awesome song.

'Tis Awesome.

An announcement of sorts

I'm bored.

If someone requests me to write some sort of a story and tells me the basic premise. I will JC-fy it, write couple chapters, and post it on the blog.

Rant: Alone

GODDANG IT. SOMEONE INVITE ME TO A LAN.

Rant: On Solitude (An idiotic free verse poem)

I have been abandoned.

I am all alone.

I am all alone and there's no one in sight.

I am all alone and the darkness surrounds me.

I am all alone and the light has been forgotten.

I am all alone and the abyss is gazing onto me.

I am all alone and I hear the voice in the darkness.

I am all alone and madness whispers into my ears.

I am all alone and I am afraid.

I am all alone.

And there's no one left.

And then I begin to get pissed off.

How dare they think that they can do this to me,

The one above them all, the superior one.

My arrogance and rage triumph over fear and sorrow.

And I drive myself out of the darkness,

By flames of hatred.

Sure, it ain't the right way.

But its a way all the same.

In a very Poetic mood today, but lacks the skill to write. Frig me...
~JC

Rant: Spending a lazy night.

Well, I'm tired of watching animes right now, and I can't play games due to the fact that I don't know when my parents will barge into my room and start shouting at me about how dumb I am. So, I decided that I will add another post to my epic blog. BE HUMBLED MY SUBJECTS!

KNEEL BEFORE JC!

So, why am I writing this blog? I could study or do some homework if I wanted to, but I am here bullshiting another article and being lazy. Actually, I think procrastinating is one of my biggest faults. I know that if I do study, then I will get better grades and be happier by far in the long run. But seriously, the deferred gratification has never really appealed to me. Everyone says that delayed gratification is better than immediate gratification, but why? Why is living in the present such a bad thing? I'm fairly certain the Henry Thoreau once said in The Walden to "Question the shit out of everything because I am a hipster.", and who am I to argue with Thoreau?

Huh... He's not as impressive as I thought he would be. WAIT! HIS HAIRSTYLE!

It looks SOMEWHAT like Adrien Brody! Actually it doesn't, but I just love this guy so much.

My dad, and my friends who take psychology, told me that there was this experiment by some hipsters at Stanford. Apparently, they got bunch of kids into one room, gave each of them a candy. Now, when the hipsters were giving out candy, they told the kids that if they waited 1 hour without eating the candy, that they would all get another piece of candy. Now, after one hour, almost no kids had prevented themselves from eating their candy. AND APPARENTLY, the kids who didn't eat their candy became great chiropractors or something. So, my dad tells me the kids who enjoy delayed gratifications are better than idiots like me.

I'm offensive and I find this Asian.

The first thing that amazes me is that the kids trapped in a single room were able to stay alive without adult supervision for an hour. The second thing that amazes me is the concept that kids who enjoy delayed gratification become more successful than kids who don't. Now, I wanna ask here WHY. Of course, my dad would say that's because the kids who are insane studied instead of playing League of Legends, thereby getting the deferred gratification of going to MIT or some other great school near the Boston area. So let's say that I play League of Legends and watch anime for 4 years and go to VT or something, and kids who studied all those years get to go to MIT or something. Now, I would prefer to go to MIT or something over VT, and kids who did sacrifice their time get to enjoy a much greater pleasure than I do. But, during the 4 years of high school, did I not get to enjoy a free and pleasurable life while the kids who studied straight was basically torturing themselves? Does not my pleasure for 4 years balance out the deferred gratification? Now, I would have to say that it doesn't balance out. The kids who get the deferred gratification do get much more benefit than I did from bullshitting around for 4 years. Heck, some kids even enjoy studying (Dam masochists...), and going to MIT will net you higher pay, better job, and the ability to brag about your alma mater.

It's almost scary to see those kind of people.

So, why do I do it? I know that going to better college is the better option, so why do I still laze around every day? The truth is, I don't bloody know. All I know is that right now, reading manga or playing games is much more enjoyable than a potential prospect of something good. Calvin from Calvin and Hobbes, I constantly struggle over instant and assured gratification and delayed and unassured gratification. Jesus, I wish that I could choose to study and delay my gratification. I truly do, but I almost always end up bullshiting until the last moment. And sometimes, that last minute productivity isn't enough, and I end up embarrassed and ashamed.

I lost both my kidneys, my children hate me, and worst of all, I lost a ranked match in League of  Legends.

Sigh, I should be doing work right now I suppose.

Wow, this post took a sad turn at the end...

Stay productive...

JC

It Burns: Chapter 1 - Exposition and Back story Galore!

I told you people that I would continue the story one day, so here it is.

Juan Chen Gustav Pierre Mandela the Third hated his name. When he was born, the labor that his mother had to go through was so great that his mother hated him the instant he entered the world. As the result of this hatred, his mother gave him the most ridiculous name she could possibly think of. His dad would have intervened, but he was too busy golfing when Juan Chen Gustav Pierre Mandela the Third's birth was registered.

Juan Chen Gustav Pierre Mandela the Third first learned about his named when he entered kindergarten. Before he entered that place, he thought that his name was Bob Bobbe like his dad had always told him. To his surprise, when his teacher first did the attendence, Bob Bobbe did not exist, only Juan Chen Gustav Pierre Mandela the Third.  When he learned about his true name, he went after his mother immediately, but before he could catch her, his mother became an astronaut and went on a mission to mars that would take 20 years. 

His name became the greatest secret that he had, and he used any means necessary in order to prevent anyone from learning about it. He eliminated every single child and adult in his kindergarten with a wooden spoon so that no information about his name would ever spread. Surprisingly enough, not one shit was given by his father. He was too busy golfing at the time.

Juan Chen Gustav Pierre Mandela the Third then attempted to break into the national archives and change his name. However, he was caught by the ruthless dragons paroling the archives and was badly incinerated. He was just 7 years old.

After half of his body was burned, Juan Chen Gustav Pierre Mandela the Third lost himself in pain and grief, and entered the underground world with the pseudonym "Duo-Appearance". He quickly gained reputation as being the most ruthless and 'duo-appearanced' man in all of the underground. His accomplishments quickly attracted the attention of the higher ups of the criminal world and the most evil criminal organization in the world, The Jolly Hooligans for Satanic Sins and Torture, or T.J.H.S.S.T. contacted him and Juan Chen Gustav Pierre Mandela the Third quickly became their most trusted hitman. At this point, he was only 11 years old. Surprisingly enough, his dad was too busy golfing to give any shit about this new turnabout.

Juan Chen Gustav Pierre Mandela the Third worked faithfully for the T.J.H.S.S.T. for 4 years, but then a faithful meeting occurred. During on of his hits, he realized that his target was his own father, who had become too skilled a golfer for the T.J.H.S.S.T. to allow to live. Juan Chen Gustav Pierre Mandela the Third could not kill him own father, and decided to run away from the T.J.H.S.S.T. to live an ordinary life, to give up the the life of crime, and to throw away the named of "Duo-Appearance".

He simply told no one of his name, and just said his name was Bob Bobbe to everyone until they believe him. He went to a normal high school, went to a normal college, and got a normal job at Normal Co., run by Edward Normal, and quickly rose through the corporate ladder to become the executive normal manager at the age of 27.

Now, as his 28th birth day approaching, Juan Chen Gustav Pierre Mandela the Third knew that his mother was coming back from her mission to Mars, and that she would have a hell to pay for.

Little did he know that a surprise would be waiting for him the day his mother came back as well. A crunchy, tasty, delicious, but also malicious and deadly surprise...

There.

John Choi