I've spent the past three days watching Sons of Liberty. All I have to say is what the hell? Now I know you are asking yourself, why am I writing this as a blog and not on the review page, well it isn't a review. It's a rant! Sons of Liberty was amazing! I was so hooked, it's been all I could think about the last 3 days.
There in lies the problem. Three days and it is over. What do I do now? I want to know what happens next, side note I know what happens next. I live in the United States, that in and of itself is a spoiler, way to go America, spoiling the end of my shows! Anyway, I want to follow these characters into the war, see how it plays out, in the show. Maybe I would find it easier to process if it was more like Band of Brothers, a mini series that spanned an entire war. Sons only showed us the start of the war.
You can't end a show at the start of the war! Show us the bloody war! I want to see it play out. Who do I have to complain to in order to get this show extended? I'll write letters, make phone calls, stand outside offices crying like a new born baby. Tell me what has to be done and it will be done!
Damn you History Channel!
A lot of people in your life, including your friends will do things to try and change you. They will tell you how you can be better. What you need to change in order for people to like you more. I say it's all bullshit. These people are supposed to be your friends and they are telling you how to be more liked. Those aren't your friends! They are just people who have low self esteem and try to bring you down in order for them to feel better about themselves. I once had a friend who told me that I needed to change my wardrobe so that people wouldn't look down on him. Follow that logic. It's simple blueroof nation. You be you. Be the best you, you can be. Don't let anyone, no matter who they are try and change you. Life is short, don't waste it being someone you're not.
What's up Nation! So as some of you know, I've started this new thing will I start waking up at 8 in the morning to start writing every day. Now I know 8 doesn't seem too early but I don't go to sleep till 3 or 4 in the morning. Not a good combination. I use to think that sleep was overrated and I could sleep when I'm dead. Turns out I was wrong!
I guess maybe this is growing up? Who knows, who cares. I'm just going to have to learn to sleep earlier. Also Weebly needs to stop making me write every post twice!
It's hard in life to stay motivated. Whenever you want to start on a new venture and it doing something that isn't seen as the norm, most people will tell you that your crazy. They will go out of their way to bring you down because they feel down about themselves and if there is one thing people can't stand it's to see people doing what they don't have the courage to do. You can't let those people get to you. Their hate comes from the fact that they don't have the courage to chase their dreams. Maybe they talk big, they have all the goals in the world but when it comes time to act on them they just run off into the safety of normalcy. If you want to succeed than you have to be different. You have to set yourself apart and go after your dreams with every bit of energy you can muster. You have to make sacrifices and hope that one day they pay off. And know deep down that even if they don't, at least you can sleep easy knowing that you gave it everything you had. You won't spend the rest of your life wondering what if? You won't spend the rest of your life bitter about the choices you could have made.
The road won't be easy. You will spend a lot of time having people look down on you. Judge you for the path you are taking but in the end, when it pays off what they said will no longer matter. It comes down to what matters more, today or tomorrow. There is a study that shows if you offer someone 50 dollars today or a dollar a day for the next year most people will take the 50. We have become accustomed to instant gratification and no one wants to wait. They look at it as 50 dollars vs 1 dollar but that is the wrong way to see it. It's really 50 dollars vs 375 dollars. It's all about perspective and sacrificing the short term for the long term.
Anyway Nation, hope you have a great day.
Disney hates me. What other reason could there be for killing off my beloved universes. See nation, there are only three things in this world that I truly love. First and foremost Marvel comics. Marvel 616 to be precise. As a kid my mom use to take me to the comic book store when we were out and about and let me buy comics. I would spend countless hours looking through back issue bens for just the right comic book. I wouldn't know what I was looking for till I found it but once I did it was all I cared about. A large majority of the ones I picked were X-Men. Something about them being different spoke to me. It was a fun hobby as a child.
In middle school I had a lot of friends but I always felt like an outsider. I was never really one of them, they treated me like I was I just never felt it. I know that part of it was that I got beat up a lot. Mostly due to the fact that I was white and white people weren't well liked where I grew up. In 7th grade I had an English teacher named Mr. Needs and he found out that I loved to read and that I was a huge Star Wars fan. He suggested that I read Heir to the Empire. That book changed my life. It opened Star Wars up to me in ways that it never had before. The EU became an escape for me. An outlet which let me feel accepted. The summer before high school was to start I moved to Texas, a transition that I did not handle well. The only thing that got me through that time was A New Jedi Order. Star Wars was a big part of my life during that difficult time.
I didn't last long in Texas high schools. I just didn't fit in. I was home sick and just could adjust no matter how hard I tried. I dropped out of school in 9th grade. This was a time of great depression for me. I spent all my time alone in the house with nothing to do. My aunt and uncle took me on a trip back to San Diego. It was all I could hope for. Every part of me wished that trip would never end but of course it had to. Before we came back to Texas we stopped off at Disneyland. Ironic right? While there my uncle bought me the latest issue of Uncanny X-Men and it changed my life. I became a hard core weekly comic book collector right then and there.
Marvel and Star Wars kept hope alive in me at a time when I had thought all hope was lost. It kept me going during a point in my life where I couldn't see a reason to go on. I know it may seem a bit childish to be so upset over this but they weren't just something that I enjoyed, they were something, they are something that is apart of me. Not long after I discovered reruns of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and it changed the course of my life. After that show I wanted nothing more than to be a writer. I had to be a writer.
Saying goodbye to something that you love, something that has been apart of your life going back as far as you can remember is never easy. It isn't something you just do with a smile and a nod and forget about. The Star Wars EU and Marvel 616 weren't just something I enjoyed, they changed my life. Saved my life. If the universes that I loved as a child have to die for what is to come next than I can only hope that the new versions touch the next generation the same way that the old ones saved me. R.I.P. Star Wars and Marvel. You will always live on in our memories, and in back issues. Thank God for back Issues.
If there is one thing I have learned in this life it is that nothing worth having is easy. Far too many people want to do something in this world, something big and bold. They have hopes and dreams, the problem is somewhere along the way people have forgotten that they have to work for it. Far too many people think that they are entitled to have their dreams come true. That their dreams should be handed to them on a silver platter. They feel that if they do just enough to get by than that will be enough. They believe that just going to school alone will jump start their careers. Not a one of them want to work for it. Oh they say they want to work for it. They say they want to earn it but the second you put a way to help themselves in front of them they run. It's something I don't understand and annoys the hell out of me. It took me a while to understand that I rely too much on my friends for support. I start projects but have a hard time finishing them without help. This is something I need to work on.
Just thought I'd share Blueroof Nation.
Jonathan Gutheinz vents about everything under the sun.