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WednesdayJanuary
29, 2003
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I had a good
day today. I woke up in a good mood. I don't know what I even
dreamed about, but I felt ready to accomplish a few things.
I was feeling pretty bright about my future. Maybe not my whole
future, but how I plan to handle the next few months. I'm starting
to get some shit together. I'm starting to be smart about my
situation. The only problem is that I think I'm once again getting
my shit together just a little later than I would have liked
to. I didn't have the mind for the small things I'm about to
pursue, but I'm learning, slowly...
Anyway, I watch American Idol today. I was really really into
that. God, these poor people are going through hell. I mean,
they're living it up, but I was feeling so emotional about it.
Like at the end when they told that room that they would not
be advancing to the next level and they all had nervous breakdowns,
so Paula started crying? God, that was horrible. I mean, these
people's dreams were literally crushed and we WATCHED IT HAPPEN
in front of our very eyes. We watched their hearts break. God,
reality TV is just really fascinating. I don't have as much
confidence in that hairdresser chick as the show thinks. I also
don't think there is that much rivalry between her and that
blond girl with the rock voice. I don't know who will win this
thing, but I know it won't be a guy.
I talked to my dad today, and he said, "Laaarriiee, I wawtched
American Iydool today, and Gaawwd! Thaay are tay-rible! And
they are ugly beeesides! I thought, 'If Laaauriee was up there,
shee'd be the staawr.'" Got to love Dads. Especially Filipino
ones.
So, I received a bunch of free DVDs today from Paramount, and
one of them was Crossroads. Yes, the Britney Spears movie. Of
COURSE, I had to watch it. I had heard that it wasn't as bad
as people expected. So...I'm going to go ahead and disagree
with them there. It's more horrible than I thought. First off,
what the fuck is the weird sideplot about the guy (who is NOT
good looking) throwing a temper tantrum because the girls drive
his car. His big line: "My car was just the one thing that
wasn't overtaken by chicks." That's retarted. Why is that
included? I guess it should be because it's not like it's spoiling
some masterpiece.
Oh, I'm at the scene where she reads him the "I'm not a
girl" lyrics and he spontaneously writes a song that she
just chimes into. Am I supposed to be feeling for these people?
Also, I thought the pregnant chick was playing the anorexic.
Well, then the girl is too damn thin. Also, I don't know about
other girls out there, but I know that me and my girl friends
do not giggle as much as they do. What's with all the giggling.
Every other second, something is fucking hysterical. Oh, and
by the way, nothing at all is hysterical. It's so funny...wait,
I mean SO FUCKING FUNNY that Shania Twain says, "Let's
go girls," in the song. No, seriously, it is. <cough,
coughnot, cough>
Okay wait. Crying scene for Britney. I'm not going to lie. She
did pretty well. Well, she did better than I can do, which is
NOT saying much at all, but I'm giving her credit anyway....because
she needs my credit. because my opinion counts. It does. really.
Also, we should discuss Britney's body for a second. I haven't
talked about her in a while since she's on her break from the
world (which is impossible because there isn't a tiny village
in the remote poverty of Mexico that doesn't have her Pepsi
ads hanging on their huts). Okay, so I love her body. It's just
really great. I also love it because it's real and it seems
...attainable. I mean, she's not skinny. She's slender. She's
not bony, she's muscular. She has shape and definition, but
she's not cut so tightly that when her arm is casually resting
by her side you can differentiate between her shoulders, biceps,
and triceps. You know? I miss Britney. You know what though?
That girl has a life that not a single one of us will ever understand.
It looks great, but she is completely singled out. I hear it's
lonely at the top. So, I kind of hope she's feeling normal.
I hope she's meeting people and hanging out like a normal fucking
person. I hope she has a day when no one bothers her.
Oh, you know that group that sings that song - "Lifestyles
of the rich and the famous" and something about their complaining?
Okay, can I say that they need to fuck themselves? I'm sorry,
but because of that song, they are rich and famous, and I will
fucking BET that they complain about it. I swear to god they
do. They're assholes. I hate when people think that they know
other people's lives. Yeah, I kind of do that though, don't
I? Well, I never said I wasn't a hypocrite. Still, Britney's
life seems...pretty good. I mean, she has stresses we'll never
understand, but she never will understand what it's like to
wait tables...being nicer than you EVER want to be in hopes
you'll get the whole six dollars and not just four.
Wow, so that scene is Crossroads just happened when (I'm about
to give it all away) the girl sees her fiancee and finds out
that he is the one that impregnated her friend. That was actually
really well acted. Britney wasn't in the scene. Good for those
girls. I like them. One is in those Gap ads and sings really
well. The other was in that dancing movie and was an incredible
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