So, today I was just walkin' across my campus, with a huge box of paints and brushes in my hands, when a guy passes me, and asks, "What'chu sellin'?"
"Nothing," I told him and gave him a "are you stupid?" look.
He then goes, "Yeah, just kiddin' so hey can I like take that box and.."
So I'm standing there staring at this strange kid who is obviously having trouble explaining his thoughts.
"Just, you know, just. Well I have this..." and he points at his shoulder back, "well just let me fucking take that box, you know and..."
So now I'm a bit annoyed. I give him my "you continue this and you will find you'self without a head" smile.
"Okay listen just... so I have this album. Can you just listen to my album..? It's in my bag and.." and he starts pointing at his bag again. "And I'll just, you know, take your box and.. just listen to my album?"
Well what the hell. ".. sure."
"Okay! Great, so I'll just take your box and..."
So I dump my box on the pavement besides me and say, "No, that's okay."

So now he looks all happy, and weird, and takes out these massive headphones that would probably just make my head even smaller-looking than it already is. He hands the headphones to me and looks through his pockets to find his iPod. Some techno music comes up, followed by Japanese lyrics. Well, this is tarting to get interesting, so I ask, "Is this Japanese?"
"yeah uh.. well I just put it together.. uhh" and he's looking around as if he was expecting a a whole army to jump out from behind the bush and shoot him to death.
The music turns into English rap, at which point I give the iPod and headphones back and say, "That's pretty good," ignoring the fact that I listened to 30 seconds of the 8 minute song.
"yeah uh... well so hey are you an art student?"
Well obviously I am. Why would I be carrying around a box of paints, with paint on my face (didn't have the time to wash it off yet) if was not? "Haha yeah."
"What exactly do you do?"
"Graphic design."
"Cool cool so you use Photoshop..?"
Like, seriously, what do you want? I listened to your techno jap black rap so can I go now? "Yeah I do"
"And uhhm Illustrator?"
"So-so. I'm more of a Photoshop person."
"ahahh yeah I hate Illustrator. Man I hate it!" And he's still looking around for the oncoming mafia which might at any second erase his existance.
"aw," I say. Really convincingly too. My monotonous voice is just my way of showing affection.
Then he goes on to ask what my nationality is. Hungarian? Cool, he said. "So, is the capitol ______ (insert some weird city name)?"
"It's Budapest."
"Oh right, that's what I meant."
Well you basically said the exact opposite sounding city. "haha" And seriously, can I go?

"Okay so let's cut the crap and ..."
Oh finally!
"So like I have this album and just, you know, fucking... Sorry is my cussing bothering you?"
Uh... YEAH. "No, it's okay."
"Ha okay so yeah, so I have this album and I'm just trying to spread it. I'm selling it for real cheep too! 2 bucks and..."
"I don't have any money on me" and so leave me alone.
"You know that's not even the point."
... then what is?
"I just you know.. spreading my album... umm here I'll just give you my myspace and.." so he looks at me with my box in my hands again, "haha.. sorry I'm fucking makin' you ... that box... I mean I though you were selling something. The stuff in it looked like a bunny... "
....... wow.
"So uhh you have a myspace?"
"yeah"
"haha yeah. Who doesn't.. so umm anyway.. write down my ..."
So I give him my sketch book that was in one of my hands and told him to just write it on the last page. And he did.
"So yeah this is me. So hit me up."
"yah. see ya" And I hurried away.

Did I mention his fly was open?

Part 3, shall we?

Before I go on, I have to say just one thing:
I swear I’m not obsessed.

I’m just really not ready yet to fall back into study mode.

I finished the final book of the Twilight saga sometime after I got home from school. It took a while, seeing as it was the length of the entire first book and then another half of it.
The story’s done. Came to a conclusion. But, ... and buts in these cases never mean a good thing.
But. I heard a rumor of a fifth book in the making. When I say rumor, I generally mean the author herself wrote about it. Although, due to some unwanted copyright breaking issues, such as the rough draft being leaked on the net, she has put the story on a hold, not even sure if she will ever finish it... or ever publish it. And here, I shall take a moment to wipe my tears.

I went on the author’s website, to read about any new updates on this book, Midnight Sun. Apparently, nothing new has been announced since a week ago.
Fairly disappointed, I blankly stared at the screen for a bit, until my eyes caught something. Twilight FAQ. Oh, well this could be fun!

As it turned out, it was. I read through all questions answers. But that wasn’t enough. I searched for something else that was readable.

Twilight Outtakes. Here, my heart skipped a beat.
After I absorbed all that was text, I headed on to the next tab, New Moon. FAQ. Outtakes. And then, to add a metaphoric cherry on top of my already overflowing metaphoric bowl of ice cream covered in whipped cream and chocolate syrup, and you know how much I love ice cream, there was another section. This one named “Extras.” I read that too. Stories never meant to be a part of the actual book, but what the author could not live without writing anyway.

Oh, I’m so overjoyed.
Just a little more opportunity to stay wrapped in the Twilight atmosphere.
I can’t but smile at this.

And to think, that there is still a whole 2 books worth of FAQs and Outtakes! Aaah!

Remember, not obsessed.

PS.: Just for you, Da_Hide0ut. ;D

It's amazing how addicting a book can be.

Now, I'm starting to remember why I hated reading.

I'm someone who you'd call a really slow reader. I have my reasons. Thus, it takes me twice the time to read something a "normal" person would. So, it gets tricky.

Once I get my hands on a good book, I can hardly put it down. The longer the book is... well the less you see me act like I was alive.

In other words, a well written, or else just interesting story line can absorb me, surround me, and keep me captive. I do nothing else. Just read. You can see where this becomes a problem. Especially during school time. Even more, when I drag my book to class.
Social life ceases to exist. Food, once in a while. Sleep? Out of the question. I honestly can't rip myself away from the world the book has set up.
Later, I feel guilty for not doing anything else.

Slow reader... It takes me 2 days per book for the Twilight saga. I just finished New Moon. At 5:20 AM. Twelve hours later, here I am typing this up, so that I could get started on my 3rd book, Eclipse, without any distractions such as midnight posting. I thank Blogger for having the option to decide when a post will be submitted.

I'm also thankful for Stephenie Meyer for wrapping up the story in 4 books. I'm not sure how I would manage school if it were the Wheel of Time series that I was reading.