Thursday, July 10, 2003

I had a really crappy day today. A close relative of mine is in the hospital. She had to have emergency surgery an d had some vertebrae in her neck replaced. My relationship has gone to sh*t. It doesn't matter how much you love each other, life just gets in the way and f*cks everything up. Love doesn't matter when you have family, jobs, and the world in general coming between you. Oh well, I guess some things just aren't meant to be. I m glad though, that if things have to come to an end, the end this way. No fights, no tears, just parting as friends and knowing that this is the way it has to be (I am being so mature about this, it is so unlike me) Oh well. Whatever. Life happens. There are plenty of fish in the sea. Lovers are like buses, there is another one coming every few minutes. I don't know, I am sure there are other things people say in this situation, but normally when one of my relationship ends, it involves the other person screaming at me. But that is cause most of my relationships end becuase of me cheating. In fact, except this one, I think they all ended that way. Oh well. I am definately my parents child.
So, I have decided to grow my hair out long so I can do the "hair flip". I saw Charlie's Angels tonight with Jill. It is all about the hair flip. I want to be an Angel. I mean, beating up guys would be great, but what I really want is the clothes and the cars. The movie was okay, some scenes are practically soft-core porn though. The direction is horrible, the situations are completely unbelievable (the whole suspension of disbelief thing), but there are some good one-liners, lots of cameos (what is the deal with Carrie Fisher playing a nun? First it was Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back, and now this), but mainly, it is all about the soundtrack and the girls. This movie is basically filmed as a series of music videos, with some dialogue thrown in here and there between action scenes. Watching the movie, reminds me that I really need to work out more. If Demi Moore, who is like, my mom's age, can look that good in a bikini, then I should definately do some sit-ups. Just Giv'r.

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