one redditor asked a question; why people hate pokemon GO player?
well well well, i'm going to sound a lot like douche, but this is how i feel about this whole pokego bonanza.
people never touched a pokemon in their fucking life, knows nothing about pokemon other than pikachu and mewtwo, suddenly obsessed with pokemon, talking about pokemon all the fucking time. what's infrutiates me, is the fact that these very same people, made fun of my friends who do really like pokemon, and spends like thousands of dollar on pokemon merch.
it's a lot like these comic book movie boom. people who never read a comic book in their life, suddenly have a say about a comic book characters. mind you, the very same people made fun of me because i read comic books.
it's pretty acceptable when older people hates pokemon go, i mean it's not their thing, but when my pokemon nerd hate pokemon go, you know there's something there.
I've always considered my BiNus chapter of my life as a missing chapter, much like my dating life.
both of them only lasts for 6 months.
but there is one thing i took with me from those filthy Jak-Bar days: my love for Girls Generation, which turns into my admiration for a blessed creature that is SNSD's Sunny.
it couldn't be more random than that day.
we had a College orientation closing ceremony, being the poor university that BiNus is, they rent Jakarta Convention Center for it - wait, does that make BiNus a pretty rich institution isn't it?
i mean suddenly all your seniors are dancing to this song
now looking back, i was looking forward to it, the college days, full of vigor, drama, and hopefully love. i mean, at that point, i've only been single for like 6 months - now it's the 7th years, if you're wondering about this trivial fact of my life - so i'm still a pretty optimistic kid. i was 18, just got out of college, meeting new friends, it's great right? not to mention in the first week of orientation, the seniors told us to exchange our email address, for our line of communication, then this one cute lady - still remember her name but won't tell, in case she's a nutjob who googles her own name - asked my phone number after i'm done giving my email, i mean she went out of her way to ask for MY number? it's exciting right?
but then shit happens, my major sucks. well, not sucks, it's a long story, i feel i got wronged, but what the hell. so long story short, i leave, i transfer to my one true college. UPH.
now, let me tell you this: it feels different going to college for the first time, and going to college after FAILING your first time. i always consider that 6 months as the first beating that life gave me. you got cynical, you college is not all that exciting, you have to endure it, it's hardwork, i see kids from my year - 2010 - as kids, i mean i'm one year older than you, and at that time, one year means everything, the different between 18 and 17 is massive, while 25 to 29 is not so much,
again looking back, it was a beautiful 4,5 years, with extra semester just to take ONE FUCKING SUBJECT. i met good friends, great friends.
it consist from fighting because one dude couldn't handle temperature below 20 and the other couldn't handle temperature above 20, to three single dude - three of us been single for like 2-3 years at that point - in the middle of the rain, at midnight, wondering how does it feel to have a girlfriend, how it feels to hold hands, and the first time using aku-kamu instead of gue-elo. i mean other than teh botol overdose, it was pretty normal day, but then again tehbotol does weird things to your brain.
most of the time, my second college life delivers my expectation about college life: shitload of different friends and acquaintance, fucking good times, and buttload of dramas.
the only thing that didn't deliver was love life. college was supposed to be my next raditya dika book, lot's of butterfly in the stomach, and shed load of broken hearts. but somehow, it never occurs, then one day, i just stopped trying.
"there are always be next semester", i thought, but suddenly it already ends, i already in the middle of nowhere of gunung malino in gowa, then suddenly i already have my next job in line. sure there are few flutters here and there, especially that one girl that trigger my brotherly instinct, but it's just that, brotherly instinct.
maybe it's because i'm not trying, maybe lovelife is a lot like looking for a job, where you throw your CV hail mary pass style to any plausible candidates, and hopefuly one of them call you back. but still the question the remain: do i want that?
you know what, fuck this.
i was writing with the intention of making fun of that orientation closing ceremony, now i feel hollow as fuck, as hollow as bola plastik merk panda
it's one of those days, where you don't know what to watch despite the facts that there are petabytes of movies out there, downloadable at a single click of a mouse.
then i remember Gods of Egypt, one of the most reviled movie of 2016, up there with BvS and X-Men: Apocalypse, and if i learnt one thing from this year's movie critic's track record: i'll love Gods of Egypt.
and i do love it.
it's a batshit insane atempt to tell the story about Gods, and Egyptian Gods is up there with the Greek's in terms of stupidity and craziness.
a visual feast for my eyes, and a great fucking design, Gods donning Saint Seiya Inspired Armor? take my money brother.
i mean, cmon
the final fight is ripped straight out of your most recent action anime
i kinda understand why this might not work for everybody, just like i understand why evangelion 3.33 is just Hideaki Anno went crazy and not everybody will have the mental capacity - i said mental, because your brain is certainly wouldn't be able to do so - to stomach these.
but hell, imagin what would happened in hollywood if people are not so petty on the internet.
