I'm making this post since I was invited to continue it. Get my drift? I'm not doing it just 'cause Grace's doing it, which is a multitude more than I can say about plenty of people out there.
I bought Twilight ages ago, ages. And fell in love with it immediately; having thoughts of the story running through my mind every waking hour, wishing I could read the next already, grinding my teeth to uneven edges just thinking the whole damn thing over and over, going online everyday to check for updates at the author's site. This is why I hate bandwagon people so much. The hypocritical ones, who've become so accustomed to jumping around that they barely notice it anymore. They delude themselves, tell themselves that they're one of the 'pioneers', swallow their own lies and tell it wholeheartedly to everyone else. But that doesn't change the fact that it's a lie, now, does it? It doesn't change the fact that they're shortchanging on what the pioneers go through. They're making the pioneers' suffering, depression and longing look like cheap exaggeration due to their stupid, senseless overdoing it.
Quote: Oh, I'm so addicted I can't even sleep properly; I keep thinking about it!
Point: Stupid retard. If you had any brains at all you'd be more sparing about how you read it, and not flaunt your I-Love-Twilight-ness at anyone within reach.
How do these people do it, I don't understand. I've not read Narnia books, neither do I feel any need to. I doubt I'll ever, ever read a single one. I haven't read many Roald Dahl books, either; most of his works that I've read are his older-readers books. And I'm not about to start fawning over something just so I can have a topic of conversation with people about what's in at the moment.
Anyway. Back to the Twilight saga.
There're so many people, in one school alone, that have picked up this latest in-thing. I've lost count of the number of times I've seen a copy of one of the three books around school; brought by people desperate to prove their now-ness.
You know what that proves, skanks? Your own fraudery.
If you loved the books as much as you say, why on earth would you subject it to the harshness of those surroundings?
Why the hell would you bring it to someplace where the delicate, precious pages are open to the damned elements?
Why in heaven would you leave it to be battered and bent and creased by people picking it up and going, "Ooh, I read this too! Don't you think Edward's just soo hot?" Of course, that is the idea, I suppose. To show everyone that you're not left behind? Is that not it?
Disgusting. You'd think some people would have the decency to admit, "Actually, I'm only reading it based on the response it received. I'm quite liking it so far, though."
I mean, come on. Despite how wonderfully I think of Meyer-sensei, it's impossible that her style of prose is everyone's cup of tea.
Absolutely revolting.
These vile organisms are so caught up in the books because these books are popular among young adults. But do you see them squealing over The Host? No. Oh, dear me, no. Why would they? They have no knowledge that it exists; no true love and respect for the author that they'd look up her other works and spend sixty bucks on it if it wasn't famous among their peers.
And anime or manga? What's with all these kids barely out of pri-school uniform trying and failing miserably to draw manga? Half of the bonebrains don't even know the difference between the manga and anime, for crying out loud.
I've been interested in the stuff since nearly a decade ago; long before the sudden surge in interest. I can't stand the way these halfwits're all suddenly using "Ganbatte!" or "Kawaii!" every four seconds in their speech. I'm a genuine fan but even I wouldn't make a foolish-looking habit of it.
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Well, I'm about done. Sod all you greenhorn bandwagoners out there, even if you believe you aren't. May the heavens shut their pearly gates in your face.
k.
p.s.: G, you knew I'd have plenty to say, didn't you?
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