Never knew a song so well fitting.

This is a good omens rant, if you’re tired of hearing me go on tangents about this then just scroll on by because this is about to be another very long tangent. 

Previously I had done a listicle on Good Omens in listing some of-not only my favorites-but also just super well-suited songs that fit the entire series as a whole but most importantly suited the dynamic of the two main protagonists: Crowley and Aziraphale. 

Now, in doing this listicle, we had a limit of 10-12 things to list, I had the full 12 but what if I told you that I had found a hidden gem, another song that so perfectly suited Good Omens as a whole? 

The song in which I speak of is titled, Love from the Other Side by Fallout Boy.

It is one of the most accurately fitting songs I’ve heard that precisely   describes not only the relationship dynamic between Crowley and Aziraphale but also adjacently delves into the exact antagonizing dilemma they face in their different natures with Crowley being a demon and Aziraphale who’s an Angel. (And an extra bonus of Aziraphale’s final decision the audience was left with at the end of s2)

Now to spare you the majority of this small rant, I’ll describe some of the lyrics in the song that pins these 3-4 claims. 

1.) “Sending my love from the other side of the Apocalypse.” Love of two different natures that used to be one in the same. Crowley and Aziraphale have to face both their natures head on and struggle with their own principals and loyalty to both Heaven and Hell, especially Aziraphale who desperately clings to Heaven as a principality. They also have/had to face Armageddon. 

2.) “Every Lovers got a little dagger in their hand.” This can be seen between the divine intervention or miracles Crowley and Aziraphale attempt to make two humans Nina and Maggie fall in love; however, Nina was bound to a toxic partner and Maggie had already fancied her. The second perspective would be Crowley’s point of view. Instead of a physical dagger, (which I mean Aziraphale did once have a flaming sword-) think of a more verbal dagger. Aziraphale hinted to a moment in the last episode of s2 that he would have loved for himself and Crowley to be together, but he’d prefer Crowley to return to his more angelic state. Another lyric that truly emphasize more on Aziraphale’s perspective in this moment would be “Nowhere left for us to go but Heaven.”  

3.) “What would you trade the pain for? I’m not sure.” Aziraphale had done a complete 180 to what the original battle was in the first season of Good Omens which was formulating a peaceful life on earth for Crowley and himself. But after the Metatron (the voice of God as described) had offered Aziraphale a position I presume to be an Archangel (technically taking his old boss’s (Gaberial) position). Between the two, Aziraphale argues with Crowley that Heaven were the good guys and that earth would be a lot better in their supervision even if the world ends; however, Crowley makes a very valid point to Aziraphale that the earth would be just as dead either way even as if hell were to end it. It didn’t matter which side they were on. So why trade the lives of the people and your own on earth if it were to all amount to the same thing in the end? 

Theres a lot more to this song that I could continue on about, but I’ll stop here for now. Let me know what you think. 

Later.  

 

Poseidon…. That freaky water dude

poseidon sculpture | Aongking Sculpture Poseidon sculptureSo. Like, basically. Yeah, we’re jumping straight in btw. So, basically, it is very VERY important to understand the history of not only your religion but also other religions. You should actually know the history of anything you’re interested in. I’m not saying like exact dates, time stamps, comprehensive notes, ect. I’m talking being able to verbally give out a basic history of whatever it is you like as background, and to better understand it yourself. Please, never talk about something if you have no clue what you’re talking about. Thank you. 

In relation to this, Poseidon. The water guy. The whole, like, king of the ocean and father of like cyclopses and stuff like that. He’s done a couple things. Had a very brief cameo in Epic: The Musical (if anyone mentions Epic in the comments i will actually throw chairs i do NOT wanna hear about epic the musical). Most people do, however, know Poseidon through the medusa myth. I genuinely think i’ve explained that myth at least three times already on blogs and how its wrong btw, so im not gonna expand on it. 

What i’m getting at is, when people think Poseidon they thing A) That water dude, B) Percy Jackson’s dad, or C) Epic: The Musical (as of late). Poseidon is actually a LOT more than that, in a modern Lense and in a ancient one, too. This would come from understanding his history and roots, so we’re going to do that today!

Poseidon, whos name oddly (as far as we know) means actually nothing relating to the Sea, which he is the god of. His name most nearly, in current theories, can mean “husband,” “Earth Husband”, or “Earth Shaker” and any varieties of the name. This could come from his Mycenean roots, which that’s basically the guys right before the greek dark ages when everything changed, in which our dearly beloved Poseidon was actually the KING of the gods, rather than the throw-away brother who often had non-consensual encounters with women and was like kinda in the ocean or sum. It is believed that, somehow someway during those dark ages, Poseidon and Zeus did a whole personality swap.. which may be the reason that some greek heroes have very unclear family lines, because are they zeus’ or poseidon’s? like whats going on? 

Basically, Poseidon used to be, like…. that guy. He was the king of the gods, and not only that, but he was the king of the skies, seas, and underworld as well! This leaves entities like Hades and Zeus, one of which ive talked about before, without the whole things they’re known for (Which, if i knew anything about that, i would definitely make blogs on them). It’s actually pretty hard to research them, since the greeks were only really writing stuff down AFTER the dark ages anyways… but whatever. Poseidon used to be the king of the gods, still mostly relating to the sea, earth quakes, and… horses? Whats a guy like him, like the sea, doing being the god of horses????

He had a baby with his sister and it was a horse.

That’s it, That’s the myth. He had a baby with demeter and it was a horse. The fastest horse ever, or something, and it ate gold and other precious metals. Technically, the horse has a twin sister, who is NOT a horse. Sister of Persephone. Oh, persephone’s brother is also a horse. btw. yeah. Arion. His name is Arion. Kind of how Loki turned into a horse and got pregnant by a horse and had a horse². Actually, the myth is pretty similar.

While demeter was looking for her daughter, Persephone, after Hades had abducted her, she managed to travel great distances looking for her. She went to helios, some random son of zeus (so… technically Persephone’s half-brother/cousin) whom she fell in love with, a few places regarding giants and titans and whatever… along the way, Poseidon had begun persuing her. To evade his advances, he changed into a horse…. then he changed into a horse. This was okay to her, but not normal Poseidon, and, well.. when a mommy horse and a daddy horse love each other very much, they end up popping out two other horses- nope. One human girl and a horse. That horse, Arion, is the fastest horse to ever horse. and also, like, sometimes can walk on wind (not in a pegasus way) and may or may not be the father of all horses. 

Yeah. That is, as far as I know, the ONLY reason Poseidon is considered the god of horses, aside from the fact he also like… invented horses. It’s kind of confusing and useless, if you consider ancient greece instead of mycenean greece, where horses and water were like the best thing before sliced bread. Still, that aspect of him carried over yearrrsssss and some of his most prominent children in myth, demigods by all means, just…. happen to really like horses. I think that was the founder of thebes’ whole thing. Just a demigod of poseidon’s who liked horses but also did like every cool thing ever. Hate that guy, by the way, and WAY too many people like him recently for him to have been, like….. one of the earliest myths and arguably most boring. But, i digress. 

As for him being the earthshaker, aside from it being what his name (probably) means… he has, like, four kids with earth-related dieties. One of them being with GAIA herself. like. dude. weirdo. Other than that, they just geld the general belief that he was so powerful (or something) that he could shake the very earth. It’s fun, he’s fun, and i love him. 

 

(Someone… someone give me gods to talk about next week. I like doing this. I’ll do (Almost) anyone.)

The Hidden Cost of Being a Writer 

When people imagine a writer, they often picture someone sitting peacefully with a notebook and a cup of coffee, pouring thoughts onto a page. It appears simple and cheap. 

After all, you just need paper and a pen… right? 

Not exactly. 

Being a writer (whether you’re a student, blogger, novelist or aspiring author) can actually be surprisingly expensive, and most people don’t realize the cost. 

 

  1. The Tools Aren’t Free 

Sure, you can write with just a pen and paper. But most modern writers need: 

  • A reliable laptop  
  • Writing software or subscriptions  
  • Cloud storage 
  • Internet access 

Professional tools like Microsoft Word, Grammarly, or Scrivener often require paid plans. While free versions exist, serious writers usually upgrade for better features. 

Over time, these costs add up. 

 

  1. Education and Skill Development

Good writing isn’t just talent, it’s a skill!! 

Many writers invest in: 

  • Writing courses 
  • Workshops 
  • Online classes 
  • Books about grammar, etc. 

Learning from experienced writers can be valuable, but quality courses and certifications often come with a price tag. 

Buying books regularly can become expensive, especially if you’re studying writing techniques. 

 

  1. Publishing Costs

If you dream of publishing a book, here’s where things REALLY get expensive. 

Traditional publishing may not cost upfront, but self-publishing often includes: 

  • Editing (developmental + proofreading) 
  • Cover design 
  • Formatting 
  • ISBN registration 
  • Marketing 

Professional editing alone can cost hundreds- sometimes thousands of dollars. 

Platforms like Amazon (through Kindle Direct Publishing) make self-publishing accessible, but marketing your book still requires investment if you want it to succeed. 

 

  1. Marketing Yourself

Writing is no longer just about writing. It’s about branding. 

Many writers spend money on: 

  • Personal websites 
  • Domain names 
  • Email marketing tools 
  • Competitions 

Building an audience takes time and… money… 

Even maintaining a blog can involve hosting fees and premium themes. 

 

  1. The Cost of Time

This is the MOSTTT overlooked expense. 

Writing takes HOURS. Sometimes YEARS. 

While you’re writing: 

  • You might not be earning money. 
  • You might turn down other opportunities. 
  • You invest emotional energy and mental focus. 

Time is money!!! and writing demands a lot of it. 

 

  1. Emotional Costs

Rejection letters. 
Writer’s block. 
Self-doubt. 
Negative feedback. 

These don’t cost money but they cost confidence and determination. 

Many writers quit not because they lack talent, but because the journey feels too emotionally expensive. 

 

So… Is It Worth It? 

Yes, IF you truly love it. I know I do even if it annoys me sometimes. Writing is for the determined and lovers of words. 

vampire Diaries

This week’s blog is going to be about one of my favorite tv shows called vampire diaries. I became interested in this show because of twilight. I grew up watching it with my sisters and ended up falling in love with vampire movies and shows. Since then y’all would always see me watching stuff with vampires, witches, and werewolves.I ended up watching vampire diaries one day because I couldn’t find anything else to watch. I watched the first episode of it and was like umm ok but when I kept watching it, it got more and more interesting. I ended up stopping watching it because I got on the outer show called original. That show is also with vampire dairies, the same character and everything just telling from a different person point of view. Getting more in more into the original, going to school people would be talking about vampire diaries. That is what made me start back watching it. The drama in this show was outstanding. It was love triangles, there were evil twins, there were even originals trying to start stuff, it was so much and I love it.  

Let’s talk about the characters in this show shall we. The Salvatore brothers first. We have the sweet brother who turned evil and then back to good name Stefan. Stefan was the first to find Elena so he thought. Then Damon was the wild self care type. He did stuff that only benefited him, until Elena. Elena helped him see the good in him even though he didn’t deserve it. Well that’s what people think. Damon did what he did because he couldn’t trust anyone and he felt like it was Stefan’s fault he became a vampire and it was. They both fell in love with Elena but in the end she picked Damon. 

Stefan ended up getting with Caroline. At first Caroline was this popular diva who made things about her but when she became a vampire she changed. She became this strong mature loyal friend. She started to see a lot of different things in the world. Then the best friend who put everyone first (Bonnie) got hurt a lot and lost her loved ones. 

The main person would be Elena. She also put everyone before her. She didn’t think when it came to family she just acted on whatever. She loved both of the brothers, she lost all her loved ones as well and even blamed herself for her mom and dad’s death. She became a vampire and lost it for a while but that’s when she realized she loved Damon more.

Second to Last

Still trying to make eye catching titles! I really want to get better at interesting titles, and I hope this one lands well! This isn’t a self deprecating post… I’m talking about the second to last season of Ghosts! I’ll ask this question early on just in case y’all don’t get through it; if you were to be a ghost and could interact with the living in some way, what would be your ghost power?

Season Four Episode Two, “Speak as ye Choose” Pictured: The Captain (Ben Willbond) and Kitty (Lolly Adefope)

Season four follows Mike and Allison’s endeavors as they open the gate house to the public as a BnB. The ghosts adapt fairly easily, this time it’s Mike and Allison struggling like crazy. The antics in this season are extra silly, but it evens out pretty well.

I can’t talk about my favorite episode. It’ll spoil a huge plot point, so I’ll talk about my second favorite. “Speak as ye Choose!” It’s a fantastic episode. This season we get to learn more about Mary, especially this episode. She’s actually gotten so far, that the beginning of the episode is all of the ghosts horrified by hearing about her death! The witch trialll yess!!! The whole A plot of the episode is Mary telling Julian how she as a past repressed woman gained her voice. The B plot follows the Captain trying to figure out life without a schedule, and he learns about just getting side-tracked with Kitty. He finds a bit of himself while Mary talks about how she found herself. Genuinely a beautiful episode!

This is another season where I don’t really have a least favorite, but if I had to pick it would be “Poached Guests.” There’s a new ghost that died just outside of the property, so their plot is just them bothering some poor dude. He fakes moving on so they’ll leave him alone. Then Allison and Mike’s neighbor, Barclay Beg-Chetwynde, tries to steal their BnB ghosts. This starts a whole fight between them that ends with Barclay getting reported for planting asbestos in Button House. It’s all a pretty alright episode. I don’t hate it, but I don’t love it.

I think I’ll be able to get through this planned series of posts by the end of this year which makes me super happy. You know what else makes me super happy? A GHOSTS MOVIE WAS ANNOUNCED!!! THEY STARTED FILMING ON THE SECOND!!!!! I keep seeing behind the scenes pictures and it makes me so happy. I like to think that I manifested the movie by not shutting up about ghosts to y’all.

Top left to right: Laurence Rickard, Simon Farnaby, Mathew Baynton. Bottom left to right: Ben Willbond, Martha Howe-Douglass, Jim Howick.

My heart is just so so happy y’all. I know that during our senior year I’ll be able to post about alllll the ghosts. If I’m not mistaken I think all of the original actors have been confirmed to be returning. Very exciting! Okay, that’s it for me, season four, and the movie announcement. ByeBye!

This summer and senior year is approching…

I was going to write a blog about the Punk community and continue that discussion, but I want to talk about something a bit different. I feel inspired to talk about the year overall and how I have been feeling recently. 

It feels like summer is almost here and I am so happy for that. I’m really excited for summer and to have a bit more free time to decompress. I am really excited however for senior year. This has made senior year be a big topic of my thoughts as of lately and I have been thinking a lot about what I want my senior year to be. 

I know it’s kind of cliche to want a good senior year and everything, but I do.  I want it to be fun and full of life. I want it to be full of creativity and motivation. I want it to be free of drama, and I want to be content with how my high school career ends if that makes sense. I want to be able to say I did what I wanted to do at the end of the many years of school. I want to be able to say my senior year was fun. 

In my eyes I see senior year as a different thing completely really. Maybe I have put it on a pedestal that it will never live up to, but I think a senior year should be full of activities with friends and it should feel like a weight being lifted because you are finally done with a chapter in your life. 

I am really hoping to have a great senior year and look forward to what it brings. I want to kind of talk a bit about what I want to do senior year almost as a bucket list if you will.

The main thing I am working toward for senior year is to win a few writing awards and submit a few IE’s (individual events) for MTA and Thescon next year (theatre competitions I go to every year). I have always wanted to advance with my IE’s but have never really had the motivation or time. I am going to ensure I have enough time to perfect them I am going to work with them over the summer. 

I also want to have a car senior year. I think that is one thing that is essential for a great senior year anywhere. With a car you can hang out with friends more sporadically and travel a bit more. These are things I think define a senior year.

I also think senior year is the most motivating time in a lot of people’s lives and sometimes the most productive. You are finally at the finish line, and you only have a little way to go so people are able to push through it without so much friction due to the light at the end of the very long tunnel. So that is what I want it to be to me in a way. I want it to be laid back yes, but I also want it to be a time of growth and hard work. I want to work really hard and get what I am working towards. I want to be able to have the balance a lot find senior year as far as fun, school, carefreeness, stability, and just overall contentment. 

I think to0 have these things though there comes a lot of work and preparation. So, I am making a decision to plan over the next few days and then during the summer work really hard during that break period to get where I want to be. I am going to overview my plan here to give you an idea of my plan.

I am planning to get all of my submissions (writing and theatre) prepared or at least roughly planned out as a strong idea or have a good grasp of it over the summer as well as plan a trip for senior year of the summer after senior year. I think a trip would be really fun and would help senior year truly feel like senior year. I am also planning to over the summer really tune into myself and who I am and what I want in life. I think that is a huge part of any year being good really, but I think this is a great opportunity to find myself. I also am going to reorganize my Spotify. My music is very important to me and so this is something that will definitely affect my year. If my playlists aren’t good, then life isn’t good lol. But overall, this summer I plan to really think. I want to think really hard and deeply about my art and why I do it. I want to find my purpose and find what it is that would truly benefit me as an artist whether that be in the writing world, music, theatre, visual art, media art worlds. I want to truly find a median between all of my artistic motivations and desires. 

It is going to be hard, but I think it will be worth it. 

P.S. Next blog will continue the information dumps about the Punk subculture. 

Sprite and Blue

Hi everyone, this week’s blog is going to be a yap session. So, please, enjoy. I think I’m going to talk about Sprite today. I have a lot of love for the drink, yes, I do. Something about it just quenches your thirst but leaves you wanting more of that fresh tang. I know you know what I’m talking about. And the green color of the bottle just draws you in. I have to say, my favorite kind of Sprite is McDonald’s Sprite. It just has Wendy’s, Burger King, and all the rest beat. And before anyone tries to say they all taste the same, no, they don’t. It’s like how different brands of water taste different. Aquafina and Dasani don’t taste the same. McDonald’s Sprite and Wendy’s Sprite don’t taste the same. As I write this, sitting comfortably in bed, I am in fact craving a Sprite. Anyways, next topic of conversation. Do you guys prefer red or blue Takis? I like them both, but for some reason, I tend to gravitate towards red. They’re classic, you know. And we all know how I feel about blue food. Scroll on my page. Find the blog. Blue food is overhyped, and people think it’s special/better just because it’s blue, when in reality, this is not the case. In fact, sometimes I think there’s too much blue being forced upon us. I’m not a blue hater or anything, but whatever happened to yellow? Orange? Purple? Going back to the blue food racism, I think this also might have something to do with sexism as well. No, think about it. Blue is a “boy color”. Blueberries must be boys and strawberries must be girls, but since society is telling us blue food is better, they’re programming us to think boys are better than girls. I am onto something here.  Call me crazy if you want, but it really is that deep. I mean, look around, you cannot escape the color blue. It’s like it’s being forced down our throats. Walmart, Best Buy, etc. I beg you all, please don’t feed into blue. Now, I’m going to go get a Sprite. Watch out for the color Blue, and in case I haven’t already said this, HAPPY BLACK HISTORY MONTH! 

Two spirited: harmony of duality

I think I first heard this term in like 5th grade; it was probably during one of small collection of books my library had in stock. two spirited is not as simple as it seems and you really cannot explain the full meaning in words without overly simplifying the meaning of it. I think the meaning means something different to everyone thought but right now were talking about what it meant to the indigenous people and how their cultural and sexual identity was defined by it.

two spirited usually a word you see in media referring to the trans identity in native American culture was not just as simple as that it’s meant to be a unique word referring to native Americans who didn’t occupy normal societal roles. they were known to have both feminine and masculine spirits who identified as two separate identities inside of one body. Their society never crucified them as typical American culture does with people who see themselves this way though they saw them as gifted beings who could do task such meant for men: hunting, fishing, leading and task meant for women: weaving, gathering, teaching. they saw two spirited people as beings with deeper insight and perspectives that they could never think of.  this word was never just meant to be used to refer to sexuality it was for healers, politics, and spiritual advisers. this word is mostly not even used by native Americans who identify as queer it’s mostly occupied by native Americans who identify as “straight”. two spirited is much more than a word it’s an understanding of life in two perspectives, it’s a sign of intelligence mentally, emotionally and spiritually.

 

Behind The Mask - I Painting by Laurel Creations - Fine Art America

two spirited was a word used to describe those blessed with the wisdom to deliver guidance maybe to them being two spirited was like being a prophet those who could speak and deliver the word of their gods. those whose thoughts transcend what normal human being is capable of. they who were angels reincarnated. ultimately what I’m trying to establish is that it’s meaningless and potentially offensive to categorize them and force them to conform into one theory or subject two spirited to me seems like the definition of not being made to understand I think in some weird way their like most of my poetry confusing they apply to all categories of life but never fit into  a single one fully , they have the capabilities to make you laugh or cry depending on how you see them, they can give or even heal you. 

 

 

 

I chose two spirited because it kind of relates to a term in African American culture or soulaan culture that I found people in church love to say when a child is extremely talented at something they brand them as having two souls or “having been here before” it kind of gives of the same mental understanding of not understanding something. I find it interesting how different races explore alike ideals even though they had different spiritual, and cultural traditions. 

what does the term “two-spirited” mean to you?

how do you think in your culture people refer to this?

do they act irrationally like European colonizers? do they accept them and the wisdom that come with them?

 

Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind (part 2)

Welcome back to my Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind series! If you haven’t read part one, I highly suggest that you do or this will not make any sense. Also please leave me a few suggestions for what to write my next blog about. Alright I’m going to get straight into it; hopefully this blog won’t be as long as the last one. 🙂

I left off where he wakes up to find his car wrecked, empty spaces all over his apartment, and a feeling of something missing. 

He gets in his car and drives to the train station. This day just so happens to be no other than Valentine’s Day. We see him stand in a crowd, waiting for his train to arrive. While we see this, we hear his thoughts. He is complaining about how Valentines is just a holiday made by mass producers and card companies. As he is standing there, he begins to look around uneasily. In the blink of an eye, he begins running to the train heading for Montauk. Yes, you read right, Montauk. 

He slides through the closing train doors and admits he doesn’t even know why he did it. “I don’t know why. I’m not an impulsive person. I guess I just woke up in a funk this morning. I gotta get my car fixed.” When he arrives to Montauk, he uses a payphone to call his work, claiming he has food poisoning and that’s why he’s not there. 

The screen cuts to him walking the beach. We see in the distance Clemintine doing the same. He then has the thought of “getting back out there.” He says, “If only I could meet someone new. I guess my chances of that happening are somewhat diminished, since I’m incapable of making eye contact with a woman I don’t know. Maybe I should get back together with Naomi. She was nice. Nice is good. She loved me. … Why do I fall in love with every woman I see who shows me the least bit of attention?” 

As soon as he finishes this thought, Clem pops up from the seat Infront of him. They have a small yet awkward conversation about Clem’s hair, and the word nice.  He ends the conversation by asking her to move because he has some writing to do. When they get off the train, it is nighttime.  Clem is walking in the cold, so Joel asks her if she wants a ride home. 

Clemintine invites him in for a drink, and he abides. She mentions how he is kind of quiet to which he responds, “I’m sorry. You know, my life isn’t that interesting. I go to work, I come home. I don’t know what to say. You should read my journal. I mean, it’s just blank.”

At the end of the night, Clementine is fully intrigued by him, even saying “I’m gonna marry you. I know it.” They have another small chat about the Charles (the frozen lake.) Joel tells her he needs to go because it’s getting late. They exchange numbers, and he heads home. They end up going to The Charles on a date, and he takes her home. While she runs into her apartment to grab a toothbrush Patrick (Clems new boyfriend) sees Joel outside and immediately knows what happened. 

She grabs her mail, and heads outside to Joels car. She opens her mail to see a package from the company that erased their minds. She puts in the cassette tape, and it begins playing.  “To all patients of Dr. Howard Mierzwiak. My name is Mary Svevo. We’ve met, but you don’t remember me. I worked for a company you hired to have part of your memory erased. I’ve since decided that this is a horrible… To correct this, I’m sending everyone’s file back to them.” Her voice begins to speak through the radio. “My name is Clementine Kruczynski. I’m here to erase Joel Barish.” They get into an altercation about this, and Clementine rushes out the car and past Patrick. She later decides to go to Joels house. 

When she walks in Joel is playing his version of the tape. He reveals that he found a painting he did of Clementine. She listens to what Joel says about her over the recording and decides to leave. Joel walks out the door and says “Wait.”

 

CLEMENTINE: What?

JOEL: I don’t know.  Just wait. Just wait.

CLEMENTINE: What do you want, Joel?

JOEL: I don’t know. I want you to wait for… just a while.

CLEMENTINE: Okay.

JOEL: Really?

CLEMENTINE: I’m not a concept, Joel. I’m just a f—ed-up girl who’s looking for my own peace of mind. I’m not perfect.

JOEL: I can’t see anything that I don’t like about you.

CLEMENTINE: But you will!

JOEL: Right now I can’t.

CLEMENTINE: But you will! You know, you will think of things, and I’ll get bored with you and feel trapped… because that’s what happens with me.

JOEL: Okay.

CLEMENTINE: [pauses] Okay. Okay.

JOEL: Okay.

Just like that, the screen fades out and “Everybody’s Got to Learn Sometime” by Beck begins playing. 

Just like that, the movie is over and we are left with MANY questions. Will they work out? Will it be a cycle? Does Patrick ever find out? While yes, this movie is superficial it makes me wonder, if I could forget someone, would I? If we had the option to wipe someone completely from our life, would we? The human brain remembers approximately 5000+ faces over a lifetime. If you could get rid of just one, would you? 

Thanks for reading todays blog; please leave your thoughts on this movie and concept in the comments. Love you guys, goodbye!   

So…I love Minecraft.

There’s something timeless about playing Minecraft, especially when you’re playing with friends. No matter how many new games come out or how much time passes, Minecraft always feels like home. It’s simple.
 
At its core, Minecraft is about freedom. You spawn into a world with nothing but your hands and endless possibilities. You can build a house on a hill, dig a massive underground base, or spend hours exploring caves that seem to stretch on forever. There’s no single “right” way to play, and that’s part of what makes it so special. Some days you feel like mining diamonds. Other days you just want to farm crops, fish by a lake, or terraform an entire mountain because you can. 

 

But as much as I love solo Minecraft, playing with friends makes it ten times better. A simple survival world becomes a shared adventure. The first night isn’t just about surviving, it’s about everyone cramming into a half-finished dirt house while someone forgot to make torches. Mining trips where someone always falls into lava. Even basic tasks feel more fun when you’re laughing over voice chat the entire time. Building together is one of my favorite parts. One friend starts constructing a castle, another builds a modern mansion next door, and somehow it all becomes part of the same oddly charming village. You end up with a world full of personality because every build reflects the person who made it. Walking through your shared world weeks later feels nostalgic, like flipping through a scrapbook of memories. 

There’s also something special about the unpredictability. Maybe you planned to organize storage today, but instead you end up fighting the Ender Dragon because someone said, “What if we just did it right now?” Maybe a small prank spirals into an ongoing joke that becomes part of your friendship history. Minecraft with friends thrives on these spontaneous moments. 

Even the grind feels lighter together. Gathering resources, clearing land, or traveling thousands of blocks doesn’t feel boring when you’re talking, joking, or planning your next big project. The game becomes a backdrop for conversation. Sometimes it’s not even about what you’re doing. it’s just about hanging out. 

What I love most about playing Minecraft with friends is how it brings people together creatively. It gives you space to collaborate, experiment, and just exist in a world you built side by side. Years later, you might not remember every detail, but you’ll remember the laughter, the late-night sessions, and the internal worlds you created together