Blegh. I didn't sleep till 7:30 am today...for going out, then coming home and putzing online and on the phone. Then I woke up about an hour ago and have not been able to fall back asleep.
I am rather irked by an issue. I know I know, ya'll are thinking..."Not ANOTHER issue."
Yes...another issue. Its an issue of morality. If you see something...something unexpected and something wrong, do you say anything? Do you confront the person and be like "lookie here...I saw." I'm not going to do anything about it, but I saw what you did and I think its wrong.
I've been in a really foul mouthed mood lately. And I've been aching to say "step the fuck off" to a few people lately. I don't know if I'm just moody or trying to live as I am...whatever that means. But how fun would that be, "say the fuck what? bitch you need to step the fuck off!" and I'm not even black. (That one was for you Kash n Karry - feel free to intervene and tell me how to really be black).
I know my last few posts have been written in a cryptic sort of way, where people can take what I've said and apply it to various different things that I have bitched about in the past. This issue has actually risen from a recent turn of events and I just need to tell people to step the fuck off of what's mine. Booya.
This one goes out to my homies.
In other news...what can I tell you about life that isn't already in the news? I've gotten kind of bored of movie reviews, cause well, there really hasn't been anything out thats worth watching. I don't know if I ever talked about Tropic Thunder, but here goes a brief blurb since its been out for a while now.
Tropic Thunder
IT WAS AWESOME. I love RDJ.

Also, I went to see Vicky Cristina Barcelona
What a stupid movie. I hate you Woody Allen. It was a thought worthy movie, but after an hour and a half, I was wondering when it was going to end or when the characters were going to get interesting. This movie falls under the category I like to call "plots that don't invest in making us feel for a character." I hate when I can't care for whats on the screen. What else is the point? Its kind of how I felt with The Painted Veil. I hated ALL of the characters in that movie, because they were all the biggest assholes in the world. Same with Vicky Cristina...all of the characters were outlandishly stupid, selfish, crazy, and somewhat unrealistic. The only interesting character was not developed and I hate movies that feel the need to have a random narrator try to fill in the plot gaps. (The only good movie that does that is Y Tu Mama Tambien). Thats all I got...I dislike this movie the more I think about it.
And I'm done.
1 comments:
dude...
Imma for real punch her in the babymaker...don't mess with my bestest!
kash n karry - da realest!
ok i'm done :)
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