commercially known as Juno, a "hip" young energetic film about a 16 year old girl who gets herself in a rut by getting pregnant, and just when you think 'hmm she might keep the baby' BAM surprise ending, she doesn't give 2 shits about it.
there ya go i ruined it for all of you. pfft. but hey it was worth the Rc cinemas gift certs.
i've been thinking.
i realized that my only goal in life is to be something that i'm not.
i dont mean a dude.
i mean a super famous, talented at birth, celebrity.
i dont even know what kind-- i mean i guess i could act... i dunno, never thought about it-- i dont even know if i can.
i could "model" but not like fashion... i'm too damn sexy and hot to model because i'm not a pez dispenser with a bitch head on it.
what else is there?
god knows i cant sing for shit, so musicals are out of the question...
writing requires work, like this blog, and anything under like 10 pages is good for me, but toss me an outline for a novel or some shit and i'll toss it back at your face.
no, vin-e i wont be a whore...
hmm *lightbulb*
(yes that was a real lightbulb... total idea popage into headage!)
you know how they say dont look for love, it'll find you? (even though i'm exempt since i can make anyone love me...) well i probably shouldn't look for my break, it'll just find me.
in case-- this blog was pointless... but entertaining to some probably so clicking 'publish post' isn't a total waste of my time.
oh, but one more for the road...
Dude! ... sweet.
2 comments:
Who said anything about being a whore? I would never suggest that profession for you -insert witty but snide remark that would get me into LOTS of trouble-... HA!
As for your love analogy; stalker's don't love, they obsess. So, actually, you can't make anyone love you, you just have an inherent ability to attract weirdos... Just look at me!
I see you have not posted in a while...the sleepless nights and fear about the upcomming race is getting to ya huh?
18min...18 min...18min...
I'm not holding my breath..
I'm thinkin you would be lucky to run 20 personally.
(Draws a line in some sand somewhere and runs away)
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