I have just seen the list of marvel movies coming at and I’m very excited!
Captain America 3: May 6 2016
Doctor strange: November 4 2016
Guardians of the Galaxy: May 5 2017
Spider man: July 28 2017
Thor 3: November 3 2017
Avengers 3: May 4 2018
Black panther: July 6 2018
Captain marvel: November 2 2018
Avengers 4: May 3 2019
Inhumans: July 12 2019
But what if when I’m older and wiser I don’t think Captain America is the best person on the planet? What if when I grow up and I have a break between movies and when it comes back I don’t love the marvel franchise. And to broaden my question, how do I know if I will like any franchise later in life? Tomorrow will I wake up and tear down my posters because I no longer love fall out boy, das sound machine, panic! at the disco, big bang theory, superwholock, Dan and Phil, YA novels, and superheroes? I’m a crazy fangirl, I put hours and hours into my fan-account (name at the bottom incase you like multiPHandom). I put lots of money into all my comics and books. Is all that gonna be for nothing because one day I’m gonna wake up and think it’s all pointless crap? I don’t want to change. But do I have control over who I am? I really like yelling at people on the internet to convince them that destiel is real and that captain america is the best avenger. I love posting a picture of Dan and Phil in masks of Justin Beiber and the Queen and immediately getting lots of comments and likes. I like being a part of this neurotic culture. What if something happens and all of a sudden I think that Pete Wentz isn’t the most attractive person ever?
Can I control who I am and stay true to my insanity that has me on the internet till 3:00 am watching pitch perfect clips and reading Phan-fiction? I sure hope so. HaterZ like to say that being a fangirl is just a bunch of stupid girls being overemotional, but it’s became a part of my life. And I love it. I don’t want to let it go.
P.S. fan account- @casbutt_pie
A bit ago I read Divergent for the first time. At that time I knew everything about everything having to do with the book. I knew facts and people in the fan community surrounding it and I fan-girled. This year I am going to public school for the first time in my life and I got my summer reading assignments and it’s reading and watching divergent. At first I thought “sweet! I don’t have to do any summer reading! I already did it all! Back to Buffy.” but then I took an online test to see if I still remembered details about the book and it turns out everything I thought about it came from the movie which I had re-watched recently.
I went back and restarted the book and I have become fascinated at the amount that I forgot. When I read it for the second first time I was almost as fascinated as the first first time I read it. I found ways in which it relates to my life now and I could remember why I liked it to begin with. I was able to match things that happen in the book with things that used to matter to me.
I have been considering re-reading other old favorites of mine and seeing if I can do the same thing again. I look forward to re-walking my old paths.
When I first stared this blog what inspired me was a show call awkward. Jenna Hamilton is an average awkward teenager and she writes blog posts that she voiceovers about a deep metaphor she has found in whatever crappy thing happened to her during the episode.
Recently I had a really crappy week. I have a lot of anger and hurt feelings right now (I am hopefully gonna start boxing to try to get out my feelings, I think it’s going to be a good thing). But when I rewatched all of the show I realized that I have had so many thoughts and no where to put them. This blog used to flourish like a overly sarcastic, ignorantly insightful crazy wack-job of a flower but now I never update it. It’s been weeks and I realize after watching how much a fictional character’s blog helped her, how much this blog helped me. I love the feeling of typing away at my computer about the meaningless nothing of my current problems that will seem petty and childish in ten years. Hell, some of them already seem stupid.
I have learnt that I need somewhere to write things down. And I need one fast. Now that I have ranted about my crap week I think I’m gonna do something possibly insane and probably stupid. (probability VS. possibility)
I’m gonna try and keep up with this blog yet again. And this time I am not going to fail miserably.
At my graduation I had a whole speech about letting go of my fears and recognizing my flaws. I had a line in it, that referenced one of my favorite people on the planet, “reasons why I am a fail (yay!)” But I am not a fail. I am growing and trying to mature. And yes, I still love Dan Howel. But I am going to try to not think of my flaws as reasons that I’m a fail anymore because I’m not a fail. I’m just a girl, trying to write her blog and live her life. And I will not fail either of those tasks.
I recently made a new fan account on instagram.
It’s really interesting because when I sign in it’s like signing into another person entirely.
I become this awesome fangirl person and I can post things that I would never post on my personal account because people would get annoyed at not knowing the references.
It’s fun to get to be a nut case and post the kind of thing that I love. I mean, I love posting singing covers on my normal account but it’s really fun to get to geek out and have no one judge me.
It’s like being batman or something except with multiple pictures of Destiel and Malec shipping.
But it comes to my attention that when you have a fan account about the flash, supernatural, and TMI you really have an extended family. You ask for anything and they are there for you. If you are crying they pick you up and they never tell you your nuts because they are too. And as a fandom account owner and the owner of many a “pic” with the comment “wHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO MY FEELS?” I’m now someone who will respond with “It’s not going to be okay.”
Its fun and amazing and crazy and I’m really glad I got the courage up to put on the mask and jump in the batmobile.
Mistakes, I have made lots of them. Recently I made one that hurt me more than the others I have made.
See, sometimes there is something that is perfect and you don’t know you need it because your too scared to take the risk and even think about it and so you let it slip out of your fingers. And sometimes that hurts you and sometimes that hurts other people. When you don’t go for things because your scared of what people will think or that it won’t work and you hurt someone in the process, that’s the kind of thing you regret the most.
Because after that amazing thing passes and after it keeps going on, that’s when you realized what you missed.
It sucks because you know it’s never going to turn around and run back. Or even walk back. And that’s when you realize just have much you want it to.
It sucks to miss something that could have been the best thing that happened to you. It sucks to want it to run back.
Recently I have been working in a program called Ableton Live and making notes with a computer. And when I type in a note it will play it for me with a variety of different instruments. And when I try to make harmonies, simple three note up harmonies, it just doesn’t sound as beautiful. All of the electronic instruments are cool but they don’t achieve that same amazing sound. There are two corresponding notes playing at the same time but I don’t hear that beautiful sound the way I do when I sing with my friend Chana. When people sing or play an instrument they give off their emotions and vulnerability in the music and the computer can’t do any of that.