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A Guy’s Review of Twilight – Preface and Chapter One

Ever seen a sane (emphasis on sane) male human read Twilight? Yeah, that’s what I thought. But I am going to brave the waters, wade forward, and bring you a male perspective on the romance novel taking the world by storm. Chapter by chapter, an honest analysis will be given right here.

Preface:

Bella has some emo thoughts. Though it’s probably justified, as someone’s going to kill her. She’s quite nonchalant about the killer part as well.

This is the first page of the book, and it does a good job of whetting appetite. What’s going to happen next? Who is going to kill her? And so on. Stephenie Meyer does a good job at making the reader interested…and the nonchalance actually adds to the suspense.

Seriously, though, the beginning does leave a lot to be desired. Another blog has said something that I have to agree with: Killers don’t saunter. That conflicting language of sauntering to kill people brings up images of a badly done Batman musical film starring a whistling Joker. Though this could mean a clown is going to attack Bella. Hmmm…. 7/10

Chapter 1:

Bella arrives in Forks, gets set up at home with her dad, and goes to school. Not only does she have to face the indignities of being a new student, but she also spots the Cullens for the first time. They are smoking hot. -.- In Biology class, Edward acts antagonistic towards Bella, glaring and furious. Later, Bella finds that Edward is trying to change out of Biology, but fails to get his way. Confused, Bella drives home, “fighting tears the whole way there”.

Bella gets a truck? Cool! The most my dad got for me was a car made by Mattel©. But who doesn’t want to ride around in a police cruiser all day?

Seriously, though, her day in school started off pretty mundanely. Overfriendly students, teachers who ignored or embarrassed you, huge, puzzling school…yup, all there. I can totally relate.

But what I can’t relate to is that of Edward being antagonistic. Firstly, there are always HOT kids in school, and they are usually in an exclusive group of their own. Unfriendly strangers are part of the norm. However, someone being furious with you for nothing is annoying, but is it really something to cry over? Yes, it’s weird, yes it’s shocking to find out that someone is changing out of the class that you’re in, most likely because of you…but crying? Annoyed, yes. Anger, yes. But grief and tears? Must be a girl thing. Watch the cute guy in school walk away from you, and step back and see the waterworks.

All that aside, Stephenie Meyer has started off the tale well…and the good thing about it is that it starts off like any other school story – who could tell that it was about vampires? It was not obvious, and just begs the question of how she’s going to get through Edward’s fury. Good writing, and flows well. 8/10

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So overall, good job so far. While it is a little unbelievable that she would be so upset over Edward being angry (I know the feeling – the hot guy hates me now! -.- Come on!), Stephenie Meyer’s writing style flows very well and allows readers to feel one with the story, like they’re living in it. Not bad so far.

And my favourite part? She gets a truck. What up?!?!

Stay tuned for the next part of the Twilight Review from a guy’s perspective! Leave a comment and tell us what you think!

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Oh, Where is the Bus Driver? Or Even the Bus?

Alright, let me kick things off by saying that yes, it is an extremely hot day here in Brisbane. Very, very hot. It was so hot, I wore shorts instead of my usual jeans. Yes, it was THAT hot. But I digress.

If people were to describe me in one word, they would probably say stuff like antisocial, weird, outcast, loner…….you get the idea. But one word that probably would also come to mind would be afraid to try new things. Well, that’s not one word, but work with me here. I feel most comfortable at home, and dislike coming out of my comfort zone. Just ask my friends the lengths they went to to get me to go to a RAVE party. They practically had to pry my hands off the doorframe. But that’s another story.

(Blindingly bright strobe lights, ear-shatteringly loud music, rowdy teenagers – I mean, who WOULDN’T want to go to a RAVE?)

So, it was a pretty big thing for me to be taking….wait for it….Australian Public Transport. Yes, that’s right – after hours of endless wheedling and threatening by my family, I finally agreed (albeit reluctantly) to take the bus to Uni this morning. Oh joy of joys. And boy, did I do my homework. Google search, route planning…..etc, etc. I was ready.

I woke up at 8.30am this morning (and surprisingly, did NOT feel like P Diddy) as I had a tutorial at 10am. I had planned it down to the wire – the bus was to come at 9.27, and arrive at uni 9.50. Perfect.

With the confidence of a seasoned veteran, I strode off to the bus stop to wait for the bus with my dad. With the naivety of a child, I deliberately arrived early, at 9.10am.I was perfectly content to wait for my bus (no. 432) for the seventeen minutes. And that’s what I did. I waited.

(“Perhaps if I wait here a little while longer, the bus will come!”)

And waited.

And waited.

And waited.

And waited. And waited. And waited……

You get the idea. By the time 9.30 rolled around, my bus still hadn’t arrived. 9.35, and I was annoyed. Since it takes around 20 minutes to get to uni, and about 15 minutes to find my classroom (hey, I’m new!), I was worried. It didn’t help that plenty of buses drove by in quick succession, all NOT the bus I wanted. 412, 444, 433….it was almost like the bus drivers wanted to make me annoyed.

Thankfully, my dad was still there, and together with my mum, they drove me to uni, and I arrived with 5 minutes to spare. Cars: 1, Buses: 0.

So kids, what have we learnt today?

  1. Taking the bus in Australia is like taking the Underground in London, and it’s also like taking any form of transport in Malaysia. Don’t.
  2. When the bus timetable says “…account for buses arriving slightly late…”, add about 14 years to the late side.
  3. Bus services have it out for students who are running late. The right bus won’t come, and other, incorrect buses will pass by just to make him get his hopes up.
  4. Parents are extremely important for driving you around, especially if you don’t have your  license. Mum, Dad, I love you guys.

The last point is really true. Without them, I would have had to run all the way to uni. And you know how horrible I look when I run in shorts….

[UPDATE]: I tried to take the bus the next day – and this time, it came so early, I nearly missed it. And the ride was so bumpy, I nearly got sick. Plus, it took forever.

But then again, that’s nothing compared to how bad the Malaysian bus service is….

Do YOU have a scary bus story? Tell us right here by leaving a comment!

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