Tuesday, 29 January 2013

Bak to shoole? Why wold me ned schoole?

So, yes, back to prison
It's funny. As you get older, or at least, as I get older, you dread going back less and actually start looking forward. I mean, not enough to actually want to go back, but still.
Some perks to next year, I think I will enjoy it very much. Some major downers, sure, but hopefully I can deal with them
If you're expecting me to reveal the perks and downers you're sadly mistaken. I will reveal I get my laptop back on the first day, and that I take it home. So writing should be happening pretty quickly, as over the holidays I've gathered many ideas.
Some of you may have noticed that I was on a lot more than I expected. I didn't expect my sister to be so 'kind' this year, and let me use the computer. Let meaning that she didn't rip my face off when I went on. And even if she didn't let me use the internet, I still did anyway, because it's not her internet or her computer.
I'm bored of talking now, so I'm going to go. I've got to enjoy my last day of freedom. It's weird, I get my laptop back and for the rest of the year I use it, but this is the last day of me watching TV during the day, but I'm still on the computer.
Ciao for Now

Wednesday, 23 January 2013

Review, The Medusa Project- Books 1-

Well, pleasantly surprising, but also flawed.
I read them all, since Sunday. I have to say, I'm always up for a little psychic powers idea, I live for the stuff. And this had it. But it was also just weird
I'm keeping this brief.
Well, the books change character view from each book. And in each book, the main character messes things up and manages to get the person they care about to get mad at them
Book 1, with Nico, Ketty gets mad at him. Book 2, with Ketty, Nico gets mad at her. Book 3, with Ed, Nico and Dylan get mad at him. Book four, with Dylan, Ketty and Nico get mad at her. Book 5, with Nico, Ketty once again gets mad at him.
You seeing the pattern here?
It appears that in every book, no matter who it is, the main character screws up, and people who screwed up before can't go wrong. This is my main problem with the book, the characters aren't developed enough.
My second problem is that once again it's a book written in another country that has a part in Australia. The majority or book 5 is in Aus, and once again, like nearly every other book not from Australia does, they get us completely wrong.
You might get a couple of people that are forty years old saying things like "g'day" or "ripper" and only rarely "dunny". I mean, I doubt you would even find people who say that at all, but you never know
But it's really a myth, most of these sayings. I haven't heard anyone say g'day in years, and I think that was on T.V., so it was probably a joke. Dunny, only in books either based in the 60's or from other countries thinking they're doing well impersonating Australians. Ripper, once or twice in my life.
It was also just repetitive, which I don't have a problem with, but other readers might. Every book, they seemed to be trusting someone who would latter try to sell them for money, or sell the code used to make their powers for money. Not every book, mind you, but far too often to be anything bearable.
I've got other things to say, but I don't want to say them. If you don't mind these facts, I'd say give it a go, but if the things above annoy you too much, maybe you want to reconsider.

Monday, 7 January 2013


So, it turns out that my Blogiversary, my one year anniversary of Blogland, has passed without me knowing it
I thought it was in mid January, but it was on the sixth of January.
Just thought you should all know.
So, I'm just going to think about my stay at Blogland
I joined as Who, Me? I'm Nobody. Sparky and Izz greeted me, and if they hadn't responded to my comment which was planned to be a one off, I wouldn't be here. So, within a week (I think it was a week) I ran into NegativeSanity, who everyone knows by a different name now. He was talking to Sparky. He mentioned he liked RPing, which I of course had no idea of at that sheltered stage. I asked, and he told me what it was. Sparky, I think, started the little RP after that which I will always remember as long as I'm the same person. We fought zombies and vampires, and I came up with my magic, Bonebreaking.
As things went on, I met more and more people. Eve, Gab, Thrust, Flame, Lynxia, Val, Robin. NegativeSanity also changed his name to Miles. I don't remember all the names, how could I? I was overwhelmed. From a loner, a bookworn and nothing else to a part of something that was too great for me to fully understand.
That was the beauty of Blogland. It was something, I don't think any of us really understood what though. It was a place for friends, for family. It was more then a fandom.
Somewhere along the way, Miles and Thrust helped me pick the name Nixion Strange. And, if course, Miles changed his name to Zathract Mist, who I'm happy to say is my best friend. We started writing Nix and Mist, which is still going.
Blogland started me writing again, and better than I'd ever been before. I met the best friends I'll ever had here. It's where I first feel in love, where I first started to actually grow as a person.
I've got more friends then I can mention at Blogland now. Excuse me if I don't mention you. This isn't really about my friends, as much as me. Let me be selfish in this one post.
It's had it's ups and downs. I had falling outs with people. I managed to make everyone hate me for a few minutes when something I still don't understand happened to me. But, of course, I managed to make everyone liked me a few times as well.
This one year, I think, has been the best of my life simply because of this. I don't think it's possible to have next year like it. It won't be as good, I'm sure of it, but there's still plenty of potential for great things to happen.
So, I guess now's as good a time as any to tell you all that I'm leaving and not coming back. I'm sorry, but I need to go for personal-
Oh god, sorry, I can't do it seriously. Nah, you're never going to get rid of me. Not yet, at least.
You've all made this year special, and without you I wouldn't be who I am today. Thank you all.
Peace Out!