So I've Finally Found The Walking Dead Season 3 Premire

And I'm letting it buffer.
I'm also kind of realizing why people love to think about the zombie apocalypse (I'm glad I finally learned how to spell that word without spell check). I used to think people were afraid of zombies because of the fear of being hunted, but then people were scared of werewolves, but legend had it that true love could remind a werewolf of their humanity or something like that. And then you had the Remus and Tonks thing. People also used to read stories about vampires which were supposed to be horror stories, but then a little thing called Twilight came out and now everybody loves vampires. Oi, even in Harry Potter, vampires were scary enough to give Quirrell a pretend stutter. So maybe the whole "predator" thing isn't as big a deal with the human audience as it used to be because everyone is adapting it and giving everything its own story, its own chance at happiness and love, its own lifetime original movie.
So what is it that makes zombies so profitable for so many years? Well Tim Burton kind of tried to make a zombie appealing, but I don't think Emily the corpse bride was what people would call a zombie. She was just dead, though apart from acting like a human and not wanting to eat her husband she was pretty much a zombie.
I think that zombies are such good monsters because of one good reason: they are completely unnatural. Even back in the early days of Voodoo it warned humans not to mess with things they couldn't understand or control. But the fact is that zombies are so grotesque, so horrifying, so terrible still is because they are so unnatural. They were humans, but have died, and when the infection spread to their brain, the only part that was turned back on were controlling the body and some primal instincts. The only problem is that there only seems to be one instinct: eating. Zombies do nothing but eat, they have even been portrayed to eat something they have found dead, but they only eat meat. Never have I noticed any information about how the food is processed once the zombie has eaten, or if anything happens to it at all except for it rotting inside its intestines. Also the fact that they can only die from destroying their brain, is completely unnatural. The first thing most people think about when they wonder about dying is starvation. Zombies don't starve, it seems like they just slow down. Their not starving to death, or their lack of death from the loss of important bodily functions, or how they are portrayed as not being killed by being shot anywhere but the brain is just terrifying to anyone who knows how hard a head shot actually is to achieve. The other unnatural thing that has been racking around my brain is that they have no other instincts than to eat. Most people will say that a zombie has lost its humanity, but I will argue that is has lost everything. Even animals get old, die, and try to keep their species alive. Zombies don't even try to procreate. They can create more zombies by biting or scratching someone, sure, but they don't. If they bite someone, they sure as hell don't care if they become a zombie, they just want some food.
Really, zombies are what humans will always be afraid of, because they are so unnatural, so far from humanity that they've even left nature in the dark. Because there is no answer to the ever-present question "Why?"

First Journal

For my screenwriting class we are supposed to keep a journal. The first assignment is to write about a conflict in our lives for 15 minutes (less than 5 pages). We have to talk about it with the class. Now this class gets pretty personal, and my prof has told us that what we write about reflects ourselves, and that he tries to psychoanalyze his students from their works.
So I sat here for 10 minutes trying to think of something to write about. This was always easy when I had to write in my daybook. I could just write and not have to worry about how people saw me, so I was free to say anything. However, we also were not usually given boundaries, and when we were, they weren't so vague. So I was stumped for what I had to write. I thought about the conflicts that I could remember: my dad not approving of my going to an art school, trying to come out in high school, being on the academic team, running an anime club with my best friend, having 2 guys fighting over me, there seeming to be an odd number of lesbians at my school... Eventually this just became a list of things that have happened in my life.
Then it hit me. The one thing that has haunted me for years, the one conflict I that has traumatized me: my sister.
My hand was shaking just planning out my rant. The things she put me through is enough to set my nerves on edge, and she is 3,000 miles away on the other side of the continent.
I'm a little worried to write this because of what people will think, but I also know that if I write something it doesn't worry me as much. So here I go onto my pages.