Thoughts on TWD Premiere.

If you haven’t seen the most recent episode of the Walking Dead: first of all you’re not missing anything and secondly just don’t read this if you plan on watching it.

I’ve unfortunately seen all the episodes of TWD. I loved the first few episodes of the first season and I trudged along with the series until it became slightly interesting in season 3. I was always frustrated at the writing…and acting…and story overall. I thought, maybe season 4 will be better. 


The fact is, America loves zombies. Hell, not even just America, there are people EVERYWHERE that love zombies. It doesn’t take much to get people to watch a  show as long as there are zombies in it most of the time.

The thing that bothers me is that if TWD spent as much time on the writing and storyline as they do on the walkers and makeup and whatever…it might actually be an overall decent show. I’ve yet to read the graphic novels (/comics?), but I’ve played the TellTale Games TWD game and it was phenomenal. So, you know, it is possible to have a good story and blood and guts.

I was disinterested almost the entire premiere. The dialogue was bad, the story was bad (and don’t give me this ‘OH THEY’RE STILL SETTING UP THE SCENE’ crap), and it just wasn’t scary. TWD used to scare me, but they’ve made the mistake from confusing just gross with scary. A walker dangling from it’s intestines by a ceiling? That’s just gross. The scene in season 1 where Rick is on the horse and he is being followed by walkers? That’s scary. That’s unsettling. That’s one of the moments when the show actually tried, in my opinion.

The attempt at character development and subplots were just pathetic. For example:

1. Maggie might be pregnant omg there’s a shot of Glenn looking at a baby frame omg they have a talk about living.

2. Tyreese doesn’t like doing anything apocalyptic-ish. He’s smooching some woman.

3. Carl’s a BIG BOY NOW.

4. Some of the kids are fucked up. LET’S NAME THE WALKING CORPSE NICK. noomgdon’tdoitthatsmean

5. Carol is teaching kids how to use knives and she may or may not have a little thing with Daryl? This is the only part I didn’t mind. I love all the Daryl and Carol shit. Caryl 4evr.

6. The new guy who’s been there for a week is an ex-army medic…and wanted wine real bad. Alcoholic? WHO KNOWS IT’S ANYONE’S GUESS REALLY.

7. Michonne (another character I don’t mind) is going to Macon (ugh I miss the game) and I don’t know why..

8. The kid with the glasses had the flu or something and now he’s dead and he’s going to eat everyone…..but seriously how can he see without his glasses? Do walkers automatically get 20/20 vision when they turn? How does that work really?

Anyway, so I foresee the following episode going either way: Someone will find the nearsighted zombie kid and stab him in the face and they develop new rules~~~~ or he bites everyone and all hell breaks lose and the old guy with the beard (Santa? I forgot his name already?) is sad about losing his crops.

I really don’t know why people watch the show. I really don’t even know why I did. I think it’s because they leave you on a cliffhanger every single episode and I feel obligated to watch it in hopes that the show actually gets better.

It doesn’t.


Also can I just say how infuriated I got after seeing this?



TV viewers make me so sad.

Also, I love how they just threw the baby in at the last second.

Pull yourself together guys.



Things I Wish People Told Me Before I Went to College

I recently graduated from good ol’ Emerson and am embarking on my job hunting journey (and by “journey” I mean I’m sulking in front of my macbook in my gym shorts) and realizing more and more that there are things I wish people told me before I went to this school.

Here are a few~~

1. You’re going to gain weight (and probably lots of it).

angry regina

Freshman year probably isn’t so bad because your diet mainly consists of alcohol (I mean, what?) and laxative-ish cafeteria food. Once you get the stupid classes out of the way (Writing 101, How to Speak in Front of People 102…) you spend more and more time…sitting. Sitting…and eating…especially if you’re in an apartment or a super fancy dorm with a kitchen.

My lovely boyfriend once said “people serious about school gain weight in college”–and I just say “smart people get fat in college.” It’s true though, for most people.

It’s extremely difficult to balance social life, extracurriculars, work, schoolwork, blahblahblahblahblah, sleep, and exercise. It’s hard! By the time you’re done with your work you just want to curl up in bed and sleep.

Don’t worry about it, though. Do your best and buy some sweats (not sweets) and resist the urge to sit at your computer, eat ice cream, and cry during finals time (or just do it…#YOLO).

2. Do extracurriculars or things that look like “experience” on your resume.


I did a few extracurriculars and an internship in college and I probably have a year or two of experience total. I thought, “Oh man, I’m all set! I’m going to get all the jobs! I went to this great school and got good grades and yeah! Who wouldn’t want me on their staff?!!?!!?!!!11”

Then I went on (and indeed, and mediabistro, and jobscore, and kill me :'() and I have found that most of them are looking for 3+ years of experience.


Maybe I should’ve done more clubs and been one of those crazy people that cry all the time and don’t sleep and do like 90 clubs a day…?

3. Save your money. Dammit. 


(Huell is reasonably happy about this picture.)

Resist buying the eco-friendly lavender organic humane vegan gluten free hand soap. Try not to spend $50 on drinks. Once you graduate, and you move back home with mom (or in my case… you’re going to wish you didn’t buy all those games on Steam or dresses on the sale rack at Express.

4. Do an internship…or five.

Film Review The Internship

(I chose this picture because of the colorful bikes.)

I actually did this! Well, one. And God, I’m glad I did. Connections are so important…which reminds me…

5. Learn what “networking” means.


My freshman year of college I didn’t know what four loco was, let alone “networking.” But it’s important. Get advice from professors, get in touch with alum, make a LinkedIn profile. I’d say go to networking events but I’ve never been and they sound scary and I’m probably too socially awkward to go to one.

6. Produce things you can show your potential employers so they know you know what you’re doing.


If you’re a film major, you need to produce more than a video you took on your iPod when you were 16. If you’re a writing major, well…write something. Keep a blog (something I didn’t have time for..oops), submit stuff to newspapers. Something that won’t make you look like a total derp.

7. Make room for you time


…if you know what I mean 😉

Just kidding. There’s a certain point while you’re doing work and your brain just starts to fizzle out and you begin to crave gummy bears and want to curl up in a fuzzy blanket and sleep/die. Don’t push through it and become a psychotic, miserable mess. Take a five minute break, lie on your bed, look at some cat gifs, and then proceed.

Also, go out once and a while. I don’t mean go get $w@st3d and go to class, but try to have fun. After freshman/sophomore year shit usually starts to get real, but make sure to get some you time in there–no matter how you define it.

8. Looking for a job is going to suck regardless of how great [you think] you are.


Unless you’re one of those people who get a job the week after graduation. In that case,


What it feels like to graduate college

1. Finally! I’m graduating! The moment I’ve waited for for 16 years!


2. Oh my God. I’m graduating.

ginny WHAT

3. Okay, try not to panic.


4. Try not to panic.


(But resumes! And job applications! And loans! And!)

5. Okay I’m fine. No, this is good. No more papers! Ever again!


6. But…I’m going to miss college. 


7. And what do I do in September? I’ll be…unemployed?


8. I’ll have to move back home?!


9. And apply for jobs?!


10. But wait, I finally have a chance to relax.


11. And read some books [that I actually choose for myself].


12. Maybe I’ll catch up with some old friends. 


13. I’ll finally have some time to work off the “Freshman 15.”


(Or college 15-25, let’s be real.)

14. And sure, I’ll get a job. I worked hard to get here!


15. It might be difficult, but it’ll all be worth it in the end.


What do I want to do with my LIFE? (Part 1 of ~365)

Well, here it is. I’m at the infamous crossroads between adulthood and adulthood. Between college and “the real world.” Between headaches and bigger headaches.

You get the gist.

I’m currently graduating next month (August 12th if you want to be specific) and I am terrified. 


I love going to school in Boston, but I’m moving back to the smallest (and possibly most boring state) at the end of August and trying to not be poor. Or something. Because right now I’m like 


I’m getting my BA in writing, literature, and publishing so basically I’d like to think I have options…but then again at my little part time job every time I tell someone “Oh, I’m going into magazines/writing” they respond with something like, “Oh no sweetie, all the magazines are shutting down!”


But then sometimes people tell me how great it is that I can write and went to college and I feel like saying, “Oh well that’s all well and good, let’s hope I use my writing skills for more than filling out a Burger King application!” hyuck hyuck hyuck.

I guess it’s not really a problem of what I want to do, it’s basically where I want to do it. I already know what I want to do! I want to be able to write for a magazine, or online, and if that doesn’t work I am a great editor/copy editor (you know, when I’m not sitting at my blog in gym clothes eating a pb&j). 

I’ve seen things like this 


from Slate

that show me that my best bet is in NYC. But here’s the thing: I don’t really want to live in NYC. Without getting too serious/depressing/boring, I don’t do very well with…seasons. I get kind of sad in the winter time, and want to head somewhere a little more sunny. And consistent. You know, like maybe California? LA is 2nd on that journalism job list, but there are probably over double the amount of opportunities in NYC than in LA. But when you read things on the internet about LA vs. NYC it’s hard to motivate yourself to think living in another city that’s dark and wet and cold for 1/3 of the year (or more?!) is appealing. 

At the same time, I think I’m young enough to make a “mistake” and spend some time in LA. Even if I hate it and move away, I mean hey, at least I made a mistake in LA. How bad could that be? Pretty bad for my wallet, but I mean…otherwise.

We’ll have to see where it goes. But for now, I’m stuck in Boston for another month so I may as well enjoy it.

If any of you readers here live in LA or NYC (or have lived in both?!) let me know your thoughts!

That time I started watching “The Walking Dead”

I’m only on the third episode of the second season, so if you’re not up to that point there’s probably spoilers.

I finished playing The Walking Dead game on Steam recently (I plan to post a review of this soon). Which was a big accomplishment, I think, because zombies are pretty much my #1 fear. I wish I was kidding, but it’s up there with lots of spooky things.

So I played the game and I figured that I’d check out the show because I’ve heard amazing things about it. I mean, it’s one of the most popular shows on television and it’s on the same channel as Breaking Bad so it has to be good, right?

I barely got through the first episode. And by barely I mean I got up to a minute and four seconds and anxiety took over me and I shut it off. I ended up finishing the show, however, with some peer support and am currently making my way into the 2nd season…and I’m not really scared anymore.

Actually, I don’t even think the show is that great so far. I think this graph is pretty accurate.


I’m currently halfway done with Season 2 Episode 3 right now, and I plan on continuing to watch, but I’m getting kind of bored even on the 9th episode of the series. I got myself to stop being so scared because every time I see a creepy walker I remind myself of this: Image

and Game of Thrones has prepped me pretty well to expect every character I meet to eventually die. Except Rick, because I mean, who else would they put on the posters? I also find it hard to get into the show because I’m not sucked into their world yet or emotionally attached to any characters. Getting myself to chill out by saying “it’s just makeup and special effects” doesn’t help either.

The characters are alright so far. I mean, I know I’m supposed to hate Lori but I don’t really care…yet.

I hope that yet counts.

Andrea is annoying…but will probably die. T-Bone will probably die (I’ve seen enough memes to know the joke about there only being one black male on the show at a time). Sophia is definitely dead. If Daryl dies I will definitely die too. Dale will probably die…Shane will probably get tragically eaten by a zombie or something. Whatever.

I think my apathy towards this show may have to do with it’s large presence on the internet. It’s very hard to be surprised by anything when you’ve seen bits and pieces accidentally over the years and know that in 2013, Rick is still on the poster. With his son.

I’m going to keep watching the show, but I hope it gets better. Or a little more surprising.

Is it just me or do other people feel this way?

Ah well, at least I’m getting over my fear of zombies…kind of. Not really. I’m trying though.


UPDATE: After finishing the episode…I am terrified…and cannot stop having nightmares about zombies. Oh, how wrong I was. Someone send help–I’ll be under my bed in the fetal position.

On the recent cover of Rolling Stone Magazine.

This is probably an unpopular opinion, and I was afraid to share it at first, but since I’m going into the journalistic field I figured I needed to be brave.

I don’t usually write controversial pieces or anything mildly serious for that matter, but I felt the need to say something about this issue.

Let me start by saying a few things. I currently live in Boston and have lived in New England all my life. I was a few blocks away from the attacks when it happened, and that day and week was the most upsetting and terrifying couple of days I’ve ever experienced. I mourn the victims of the attacks and pray for their family and friends, and believe the first responders deserve all the praise in the world. And I, perhaps most importantly, am not one of those psychotic girls that worship the Tsarnaevs.

That being said, I’d like to share some articles that share a similar opinion.

Why the outrage over Rolling Stone’s Boston bomber suspect cover is a mistake

  • “I would argue what is inciting people here, in part, is the ugly truth of Tsarnaev’s story; that a kid who looks like he could be the backup singer in a boy band somehow, allegedly, became a bomber capable of such carnage.”

Rolling Stone’s Boston Bomber Cover Is Brilliant

  • “We may want the media to reconfirm for us that psychopaths are crazednuttycreepy recluses whom we can easily identify and thus avoid. But, as this cover reminds us, that simply isn’t the case.”

Don’t stone ‘Rolling Stone’ over Boston bomber cover

  • “While the full text of the article isn’t scheduled to be released until Friday, it hardly sounds like a puff piece. Here’s the cover type: “THE BOMBER,” followed by, “How a Popular, Promising Student Was Failed by his Family, Fell Into Radical Islam and Became a Monster.”

    I don’t know about you, but to me calling somebody a monster doesn’t sound much like glorifying him.”

I must admit that when the cover first surfaced I went along with the masses and was aggravated, upset, furious. But then I stopped and thought about it. The Rolling Stone is not solely an entertainment magazine, it has done political and controversial pieces before such as the cover with Charles Manson on the front that has been surfacing recently. They have also had political figures such as Obama on the cover, and he is neither a criminal or entertainer (however, I’m sure there are people who would say otherwise).

Many people are upset over the picture that was chosen for the cover. Would people be less upset if they used a picture such as this instead? Perhaps. But what is extremely eerie about the cover photo is that Tsarnaev looks almost average, which contradicts the notion that all murderers and criminals look like monsters and can be easily picked out by anyone anywhere at any time. By choosing this cover image, and the words that are on the cover (remember, they call him a monster), the magazine hopes to educate us and break the trend of what the media usually feeds us about terrorists and that in and of itself is terrifying. But does that mean that they need to be censored? No, I don’t believe so. A number of stores in New England have already stated that they will not be selling the issue. For a nation so proud of freedom of speech and freedom of the press, this seems contradictory to what we stand for. The article has been deeply researched, and well thought out. The magazine has also released a statement regarding the cover.

Our hearts go out to the victims of the Boston Marathon bombing, and our thoughts are always with them and their families. The cover story we are publishing this week falls within the traditions of journalism and Rolling Stone’s long-standing commitment to serious and thoughtful coverage of the most important political and cultural issues of our day. The fact that Dzhokhar Tsarnaev is young, and in the same age group as many of our readers, makes it all the more important for us to examine the complexities of this issue and gain a more complete understanding of how a tragedy like this happens.

In short, the people at Rolling Stone set out to educate us, and had the courage to provide us with well-researched information that we might have not received otherwise. Before boycotting the magazine, or becoming furious, read the article when it comes out tomorrow keeping in mind that this was meant to teach us something and save your opinions until then. I plan to do the same.


UPDATE: Here is the link to the full article. I have yet to read it, but I will post my opinion afterwards.