Watching old movies made me take trip back in time.
I totally forgot how the movie Cruel Intentions was. How crazy but ingenious it is. Yeah I said it.
If you haven't seen this ten+ year old movie, just where have you been?
It's like crazytwistedsadfunnysexinfestedconfusedmanipulative...just...a really odd but good movie.
And the soundtrack is awesome!
Why do small things get in the way of how you function in your daily? Fuck... It's a waste of my time...
Whatever happened to "whatever happens, happens?" or "this is what I want" or "let's make it happen".
Puh.
I know this one blog looks funky. It's the first time using an iPod app so sorry fellas, no YouTube video of a song I would like to share.
Anyway! I wanna talk about boys. And why they're so complicated with feelings. Just a general perspective. Every girl has dealt somewhat of a personal dilemma with them kids, but hey, someone will be bullshitting if they said they haven't.
Clearly I'm not a boy so forgive me if I sound all crazy, but has anyone ever heard of a saying referred among guys? The one like if their balls hang low or heavy [lol idk] then they got the guts to do whatever? Well then...
At first I always thought boys have their balls all hanging and shit and they could flat out say how they feel and all that. But nowadays I get the feeling they're all a bunch of kids hiding with their balls all shrunken.
Hm. I'm not saying they all are wimpy guys, but why do they have to be so complicated. Why can't they make it easy? Here's what I think all boys have the same things in common:
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• They can't make up their mind.
• They want to be with someone and never be left alone. [not that I'm saying it's a bad thing if you're with your gf... But if you're being a hoe... Then that's why I wrote this bullet]
• Confuse the shit outta the girl [F-yeah #1 shit right here]
• Make excuses
• And show some sort of chivalry and affection when they want to/think it's needed or right/everytime they're around their type of girl/or... Hmm..
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I added the last part cos there is a small percentage of guys out there that are decent... But I wrote the whole list very vague and blunt.
Boys often say they want to girl to show them all these emotions and whatnot too, but not all at once. Cause you know.. They all get suffocated and all that shit lol.
But what about the ladies out there wanting the saaame shit from those guys. What about those girls that get a vibe from a boy and think it's playing out smoothly when one day, that boy says "we need to be apart". Womp womp. Everyone's gonna get dumped one day. No doubt about it. Unless you're the dumper all the time lol but I don't think you can keep a track record forever. Anyway, the point I'm trying to get at is.....
Boys=bipolar.
Boys=bipolar.
Boys=BIPOLAR!!!!!!
Lol
It took long enough to even say that crap.
Gentlemen... [ I'll let you leave with some dignity] quit being so damn complex. If you're not, then your girl won't be either.
That's how it works. Ha.
I bid u a goodnight. It's laate. It's pretty obvious this one blog is one of the shittiest I've made, but hey we all learned something. Even though it sounds like jibber jabberish Lol
From neon-red hair to black hair, I'm going back to neon neon red hair. My only question is...what will happen to my mane if I bleached my already bleached hair again?
The fuckin AGONY.
I hate dark hair. Lookin normal like the rest of this damn world sucks the life outta me.
Hmm....
I used to be the girl who had the hair people wanted.
GOT SAID SO by a lot of human beans ;p
Oh lawd...just two more weeks, then I can get rid of this color.
Mann..... I wanna have a party. Just not at my house lol
Eh.. I know I'm five days late but I got to thinking today in class about "11/11/11" and how "lucky" that day..uh is? or something?
Who even said that that day was lucky?
My day was fine, everything seemed normal so I'm not complaining...but I aboslutely think it's HORSEHITmorbidly stupid for people to actually think that day is considered lucky.
Oh superstition and numerology themes... how you make people so gullible... It's only lucky if you make yourself feel lucky.
I find it..surprising how many people revolved their lives on that day. You know with like all these weddings, birthings, "New Age" ceremonies, etc. I didn't realize how much until the week after..
Anyway, without a doubt, numbers and days don't choose how your wedding/marriage is going to turn out. Having your babies via cesarean on PURPOSE on that day is a bit...odd. The only thing that's fortunately normal and is A-OK, is that your birthday happens to land on that day.
ANYWHO, I read over 46,000 couples got married that day... that's like probably.... I'm guestimating here.. like 8-12 times more than usual on any "regular" Friday...even though 11/11/11 was in fact a regular Friday. And like a few people in this world, I like statistics...and I bet you, there's gonna be a lot of divorce...later down the road, unless you live like Kim K and you jet out of the marriage after two months.
I read that an average of 50% percent of first marriages, 67% of second and 74% of third marriages end in
divorce.
That's just in the US of A.
And my opinion about giving birth on that "lucky" day...if you had no choice and your water breaks and that baby's head is crowing, I congratulate you, for the new life you brought into this world AND that you weren't selfish to take that baby out on 11/11 just because you wanted to.
And if you did pull that baby out of your uterus, Congratulations to you too, with your newborn baby. I just think that baby would still be considered lucky if you decided to give birth on 11/10 or 11/12 or 11/20...
My point is...numbers and dates don't matter. They don't judge how fortunate people they are. They don't do anything but show what day it is, when your period is coming, what time it is, how much money you spent, how much gas you have in your take, how tall you are....and SO ON.
That's my opinion though.
Hm.. I probably offended some people. Truly, I'm sorry.
Though, congratulations to the many people that have begun a new life that day. Just don't eff it up.
And if shit fucks up, well then hey, then now you'll understand that numbers don't have powers to make things lucky.
Luck comes out of nowhere. That's how I see it.
ANYWAY! It's time to shake our heads and dance ridic. :)
I always wonder. Do people always start drinking and smoking when shit starts hitting the fan? Most likely, probably not all the time.
I might become a statistic though. Might being the keyword. God, people have no idea how easy it is to think having a smoke or two a day can lighten the mood a bit.
But I'm not saying that I'm about to pick one up just yet.
Moving on ain't easy. Probably would be if I moved to a different city, maybe then it wouldn't be so difficult. Should I box up stuff? Maybe throw away or burn pictures and whatnot? Or would that be a totally bad thing and make me regret? Wah. Ignore this section.
...I gotta get back into religion. Maybe if I start reading the Bible and give up my time to Him, everything would go by breezy.
I had a Facebook for over 5 days before I decided today to deactivate it and one of my good, real friends posted something like
The battles you think are yours, are actually God's battles, so live your life filled with happiness.....
Something like that.
I would say it's motivational
I know I'm rambling, but it's a blog. I have to write how I think, right?
Anyway... here's another thought.
Though I may feel like friends don't exist, I still have one true bestie that stayed by my side since 4th grade. And to her, I want to say thank you. You were the only one that I confided. The only one that wouldn't judge me and respected me. The one who saw all the colors I had within myself. And the only one that I could talk about the childhood memories we had.
Like the day we were sitting in the kitchen when your little sister, in her cowgirl boots, came in crying because she peed her bed lol.
Good times.
I should go talk to that girl Christaaain. :)
Christine for short. ha.
Lawd, my jaw still hurts like crazy...maybe I did get in a fight and I had no clue.
Meh. listen to this song by Heartsrevolution
doesn't match the blogs... um...idk. It's rambling music. And I like it.
