So I thought it was going to be just another weekend with my best buds from high school. I thought Gene, the twins Gian and Derrick, and I would just be playing video games, talking about anime and movies, and doing general geek stuff . I was wrong.
You see, whenever we have these get-togethers, the guys usually ask me to bring a movie with me just in case we got sick of playing video games and stuff. Well, little old me living in a house dominated by my sisters would usually bring a Rom-Com since those were the only DVDs in the house. It’s usually no big deal since they’d all just focus on the pretty girl in the movie and applaud when the movie gets to its formulaic happy ending. Given that, I thought it was no big deal that I brought 500 Days of Summer with me. I already watched it, found it really nice, and totally liked the soundtrack. I thought my friends would like it too. They did, in a way. What I didn’t count on was how much they would be affected by the movie.
I guess the almost-shouting match Gene and I had when the movie started should have tipped me off. He’d already watched the movie and was shouting, “Bitch!” at Zooey Deschanel when she appeared onscreen. Of course I replied with the very intelligent, “She’s not a bitch!” To which the reply was, “Yes she is!” The twins just looked at us in a weird way. So before we could slip out some spoilers, we decided to just let them watch the movie and decide for themselves.
I had the twins on my side at first. It was pretty clear that Summer wasn’t looking for something serious and that Tom was lovesick a little bit too much. But by the end of the movie, when the end didn’t go as they expected, I was the only one defending Summer Finn from Tom Hansen’s army of heartbroken souls. I did not figure in the fact that all three of my highschool friends have, someway or another, been dumped and rejected by the girl of their hormonally-charged dreams, and they saw in Summer everything there was about the girl.
Pretty soon, the air was filled with a bitter aura with everyone remisniscing about their respective psychobitches. I hate you Jean was on everyone’s minds and now I think my friends really believe that I have an evil, manipulative, psycho persona.
Not bad for Valentine’s Eve.
Today was a YouTube day.
Due to some difficulties with the house keys, I got stuck at home, all dressed up with nowhere to go. Physically at least. There was Phillip K. Dick’s world of paranoid humans and androids (just got me a copy of Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep aka Blade Runner), the world of Persona 4 (I’m at the part where we take down Mitsuo Kubo), and of course the Internet. Ah, the wonders of the Information Superhighway.
Anyway, there was nothing new on Roleplayerguild. None of the threads I’m in had updates. If I didn’t get on YouTube, I’d have spent the whole day spamming in the Off-topic forums, refereshing endlessly to catch any updates. And if you’re not really getting what I’m saying, I’d have to put up a new blog entry about what I did the whole summer.
So there. Bored. Frustrated. Bored. I was halfway through Blade Runner, reading through the part where the main character gets all paranoid and starts questioning his sanity, when I decide to put the book down and check the Internets. I eventually land on YouTube and decide to do something I’ve been putting off for the last couple of weeks: Watching “Little Nemo, Adventures in Slumberland.”