Series: “Kuroshitsuji II” or “Black Butler, Second Season”
Genre: Action, Horror-esque, and a bit of mystery & comedy of course
Synopsis: This is obviously the second season of Kuroshitsuji, so all your favorite characters are still here, and the 19th century England setting remains the same. Alois Trancy and Claude Faustus, two new key characters introduced, look to create chaos in Sebastian’s and Ciel’s lives.
Opinion: 4 out of 5 star
First off, I’m gonna have spoilers. There is no way to talk about this show without it. Moving on… if “Kuroshitsuji” had dark velvety kind of feel to it, then “Kuroshitsuji II” had a dark velvety kind of feel to it splattered with blood and and intensely dark drama. This show is not for the faint of heart. There is eye-gouging, gut-wrenching violence from the newest star of the season, making him my absolute favorite. His arrogance and immature behavior will eventually grate on your nerves, though, but thankfully the other new character fits into the series to a T. Where Alois rips apart the structure of what used to be “Kuroshitsuji,” Claude slips into it quietly but gives the same intensity of change to the original series. I’m telling you now that if you have not seen the first season, you WILL NOT enjoy the second season (and you should totally watch the first season! Look at my review for the first season in my earlier posting). There have been many “Kuroshitsuji” fans who hated the second season just because of how jarring it is compared to the first. The second season has a lot more mind tricks but noticeably less of the light humor “Kuroshitsuji” is known to have. I liked the changes because if the second season kept the same rhythm as the first, I don’t believe that it would have been as popular as it became. So please, “Kuroshitsuji” fans, I implore you to at least give it two episodes of chance. The first episode is a little bit misleading (like I said, mind games), but I loved the way they approached it. So that’s my review for “Kuroshitsuji II;” I hope it helps you!
Celebrities. I never understood the fascination of them, but I do have a theory. Aside from the desire to marry some famous and rich person and have them know your existence, I see a fierce bond between their fans and them, even if it’s just a one-way street. My sister, for example, would defend from the moon and back how amazing Justin Bieber is–something she wouldn’t do for some of her closest friends. If you go on any artists’ videos on Youtube, you will see the typical tug-of-war between the crazed fans and the haters. Why is this? Why do we have such a drive to proclaim our loyalty to a person who has never talked to us personally, known us intimately, and cared for us the way our friends do? My theory is that this fierce love for someone is usually frowned upon in society, when it’s between just friends. I believe that we allow ourselves to show endless adoration for these celebrities, but if we showed the same degree for our significant others or friends, people will stare. It’s apparently not normal to show that you love someone as fiercely as you do. People call it clingy, psychotic, dependent, or just madly in love. And while society may wrinkle their noses when they spy a couple too sickeningly cute, we also probably do this to save ourselves. When we track our favorite celebrity religiously, we can never get rejected. They live for the limelight, so the more people that know them, the better. Their fame depends on their fans, so they welcome the thousands of Twitter followers and Youtube commenters while we thank them for lifting a finger and publishing a new song, movie, or clothing line for us to love. However, if you replace the celebrities with the people in your life, things drastically change. The person knows you, and can hold things against you. You can get hurt for loving them too much, they’ll cut you off and banish you from their lives, and then you’d be at a loss for where to place the huge overflowing of emotions you have inside you. These problems make us complicate love more than we need to. Whether or not you “like like” someone, or just “like” them, I cannot even begin to fathom what kind of society has the right to tell you that you are not allowed to love whoever you want, that you cannot, and should not, show that you would be willing to give up your life for someone. Can’t we just get on with life, and enjoy the fact that we can love at all?
There’s this love-hate relationship about Valentine’s Day. I have so many friends who will swear from the moon and back how much they abhor a day of commercialized romance, including my sister (pictured here), who used to once love it. Forgive me for reminiscing, but there were those years where my sister and I went so OCD over little Valentine goodie bags, placing specific candies strategically in them, writing short and cute love notes, and arranging the bags perfectly for presentation to our friends. Now of course, as she gets older, she jumps on the bandwagon to hate everything mainstream, which includes Valentine’s Day, thus bringing me to my rant.
I can understand how people can hate on Valentine’s Day. What I don’t get is why people insist on hating the holiday, but continue to be a part of it every year. If you hate Valentines Day, or any other gift-giving-holiday (read: Christmas), then just simply don’t be a part of it! My roommate cannot make it more clear to me how much she hates Valentine’s Day, and yet she has given me a candygram and I spy a Valentine’s-themed cake mix and heart-shaped cupcake molds in her closet. What I’m trying to figure out is why is it so hard to accept holidays for what they are? Nobody’s forcing anyone to actually buy something on Valentine’s Day, and if your significant other demands it, then you might want to reconsider your relationship. It’s just as easy to show how much you love them with an inexpensive, at-home, dinner-and-movie night.
As a self-declared single, I cannot hate this holiday. For one, hearts are cute and simple. But maybe I do secretly like seeing people having a reason to show love or kindness to someone in their lives…and maybe I wistfully hope for something special to happen to me during these holidays. Hey, a girl can dream.
I sincerely hope that when you approach Valentine’s Day, that you should embrace it for what it could potentially be–an ordinary day to show that you care for your extraordinary friends and significant other.
This is it. I got into nursing school, albeit not a great one. Indiana University of Pennsylvania. And to think that I decided to apply to this school at the very last minute and it became my saving grace. This takes off of close to half of the stress a normal college student might come across, but of course, I have to continually push myself in hopes to get accepted to more colleges. My drive to get the impossible A’s in my three science classes is crazy and wishful thinking, but it is the self-satisfaction I really want.
Honestly, realizing that I got accepted into a nursing school is scary. I am only two years away from taking a test that will make or break my career, and after that, I will be thrown into a hospital where sick and vulnerable patients depend on the doctors and me to heal them. I am barely piecing together my own life; what makes people think that I will be ready to save other people’s lives in two years? What gives me the right to touch people’s lives in ways I never cared for, to see their families and friends at the lowest point in their lives, and to know intimately strangers that I will never see again?
Going to a new university will tear me apart from my friends, and I’ve never been good at keeping in contact with people. Yes, with Facebook it is so much easier to drop a quick hello, but when I already have eggshell relationships with people here, how would I be able to strengthen them in an entirely different state? And by the time I get adjusted to the new school, I will be graduating with a feeling of detachment to the school where I got my degree. I hate to admit it, but even with the rough and lonely first semester at University of Maryland, I’ve learned all the secret tunnels and the small quirks that makes UMD unique. It went from a university I could not wait to get out of to one that I molded myself into. Realizing that this is the last semester I will run across campus in my tights and heels against the cold weather does make me feel a bit sad. Despite all the all-nighters I’ve pulled, the ignorance of many a student, and no strong ties to the university, there is an invisible compulsion that makes me love this crazy school. And hey, I might even be getting my own radio station here; how crazy is that? Please guys, be careful with life-changing decisions. You may come to regret it later!
While I know it’s a lame excuse to visit my dying blog, I just had to tell everyone about this amazing giveaway! You can win awesome goodies about baking; my favorite! Link is below, enjoy!
P.S. Watch out for my next review of Kuroshitsuji, season 2!
Series: “Full Metal Alchemist: Brotherhood”
Genre: Action, Fantasy
Episodes: 64 (complete)
Synopsis: Two brothers have endured hardships with the loss of their mother and body parts due to trying to resurrect the dead. After coming back from knowing the World’s “Truth,” they are able to perform alchemy without a transmutation circle and thus start on a journey to find the Philosopher’s Stone in order to regain their normal lives.
Opinion: 5 out of 5 stars
If you haven’t heard of “Full Metal Alchemist” (FMA), where have you been? “FMA: Brotherhood” is actually another adaption of FMA, so it’s not a continuation. I definitely recommend “FMA: Brotherhood” over FMA any day. The action is a lot more intense, the drama is thick with goodness, and the comedy is just as entertaining. I even dare say the art is a lot better than the original FMA series. As with many fantasy series, the action in this series is over-the-top; for better or for worse is for your own discretion. It’s a series that speaks to both males and females, although I do curiously notice that more males tend to read the manga version and more females tend to watch the anime. There’s gore, but it’s done tastefully, and there’s indeed that lurking romance that we watchers know is there, but the characters as always refuse to acknowledge it until the last minute. FMA: Brotherhood is the new classic; if you haven’t watched or read any adaption of FMA, then what are you waiting for? I recommend this anime to ANYONE, especially the people love action (boys, I’m looking at you) and the girls who love all things cute & bishi (girls, you know what I mean). I do not recommend this series if you really hate watching fighting scenes. (But I swear, it’s engaging!)
Oh boy. I’m sorry for that random dropped-off-the-earth act without warning. I kind of got caught up in the end of the school year and plowed my way halfway through summer before realizing I nearly abandoned my pet project. I apologize to my few readers who wanted to read more reviews! You’ll get a review soon enough (hopefully tomorrow). In the meantime, update on my life:
-Successfully completed my freshmen year at college. (3.24 GPA; not too terrible)
-Volunteering gig at Johns Hopkins Hospital. Pretty awesome stuff, considering that I’m working in the Emergency Department.
-Have NOT been able to reclaim my job at Michaels for the summer. Boo.
-Taking summer classes because god forbid I actually have fun during the summer ^^
-I am on twitter! Follow me here! My twitter isn’t dedicated to anime or live action, just my life in 120 characters or less.
-Despite outraged reviews, I watched “The Last Airbender” and guess what? I. DID. NOT. HATE. IT. I repeat, I’m an eternal Otaku, watched the entire series of Avatar, and did NOT hate the live action movie. Review will come later
-Reconnecting with friends is ALWAYS a blast (especially if it’s over board and video games)
-Change in layout. It’s still me, so if you were confused, don’t be! I think this is a cute layout & should definitely initiate change in my blogging.
So that’s the quick and dirty update on my life. Anime and live action reviews will follow in the next couple days. I apologize again for the months of nothingness!