Watch Charlie Wilson's War please. Sometimes movies that matter need to be seen for something more than whether to see if Tom Hanks is going to be getting some sort of award for his performance though: :)
School. This Monday. No more room to fuck up. (My tongue's loose tonight thanks to that movie) Seriously, need some really fat A's or else I forfeit. I mean it. I can't spend my life after a dream if I can't pick it up now and get my head in the game.
It's now or never. Self made Epiphanies mean shit. Poise. Control. Intelligence. Dreams. Wants. All useless unless you're actually doing something for them. And if not, quit fucking regretting it.
Also gimmicky lines are meaningless to people who sit around doing nothing. If you pull a nifty quote about aspirations and dreams, it better mean something more than words to you.
And yes, people need to listen when a friend fucking tells you to be fucking careful with your life because sometimes people do see the shit around you better than you do. And if you know it already then shut your know-it-all trap and listen anyways because if you don't you're losing a valuable friend. And if you don't know it already, don't fucking act like you do and blow said brilliant friend off because you're shooting yourself in the ass- not foot because who cares if you lose a foot? In the end the boring friends stay put when you've got shit in your life and the ones that wanted you to have some fun- well they go and have some fun while you're left wondering what the hell just happened.
The good news is not much of what I just typed in that last paragraph applies to me because I care very little for people's lives these days. I can only do so much and I think I do what I can. And if I don't then yea, I let myself be selfish a time or two because let's face it- I'm human.
One thing I learned in my year of hell-2007- is that I really hate girls. I mean it. There's people- the ones I love and can count on. And then there's girls- shitty excuses for people that you can't depend on for anything but a fake smile. And of course, there's always going to be an exception because I haven't met every single person on Earth and frankly never will. But girls. We're the fucking know-it-alls of the world and we'd like to think we're the shit but in the end, we're not and we're deluding ourselves if we think differently.
Men? Who cares? It comes down to the fact that we may never be satisfied with the opposite gender because we're not men. And we never will be either so we can just resign ourselves now and practice on just making sure the men in our life in the present and future that matter can be manipulated to the extent that we need them and then left to their own devices when we don't.
If I don't stop now, I may never stop. I don't know if a whole lot of that made sense but it's out there and I'm not planning on proofreading it before I post because I'd probably chuck it all out.
I'm not depressed, or bitter, or upset by any means. I'm quit happy here with my Karsh Kale track (he's awesome btw!) But once you start going, every annoyance from the past year or so of silence sort of flaws out so there you have it.
In the future I won't use dirty words as much I hope.....
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