Fab Flicks

I love comedies. Laughing is one of my favourite things to do and a day isn’t complete unless I have fallen on the floor in complete agony from laughing too hard. The people in my life are hilarious and quarky and full of jokes. Laughing has always been important too me and always will be. I have three movies that leave me practically peeing myself with tears in my eyes doing my famous donkey laugh.

1. White Chicks.

It’s about two black disgraced FBI agents who screw up every single mission that is put in front of them. Their last task is to transport two very blonde sisters safely away from their at large kidnappers. Due to some unfortunate events the agents go secretly under cover as the two sisters. They are faced with the troubles of hiding their own identity, fitting in and acting as two white females as they try and track down the future kidnapper. 

This movie is complete with dates, dildos and some awesome singing solos. Shawn and Marlon Wayans do an amazing job and leave you with the giggles hours after their performance is over. This movie is definitely a master piece of comedy!

2. Zoolander

Ben Stiller plays a half-witted male model who gets brain washed to kill the prime minister of Malaysia. His character Derek Zoolander gets put through wacky feats to stop himself from performing what he cannot control. With the help of his male model rival, Hansel (Owen Wilson), Reporter Matilda Jeffries and legendary hand model J.P Prewitt, Zoolander captures your heart in laughter.

BEST MOVIE EVER. That’s all I can say.

3. Step brothers

This is one of the newer movies out there. I thought the trailer looked descent but I was still skeptical. After watching the first five minutes I knew it would make my top ten list. I was blown away with how awkwardly amazing the actors captured the 30 year old boys. The boys become step brothers and after beating the hell out of each other they become best friends. After destroying the happy marriage their parents had they must finally grow up and stop being a dinosaur. (you won’t understand that until you actually see the movie)

Brennan and Dale are two lovable men who act like children. Still living at home they both have perfect comedic edge. Stupid and No point are the two best words to describe this movie. But it is truly something you must see. 

IT IS LOVE!

Peoples Choice

Okay I have my blogs where I rant, complain and down-right bitch about stuff. I also have my pointless blogs and my writings. But what do you want to hear about?

What do the people of wordpress care about? I would like to know. So please comment about things you would like me to write about. I shall do my best to make it as entertaining as possible. Also feel free to subscribe to my blog. I new school year is coming up so there will be lots of new material. It’s like 90210 goes little farm town style! Sounds pretty darn awesome huh? Lemme know! 

Wow how things can change…

Twenty-four hours ago I was happy. Nothing was bad or hurtful. There was no thought in my head that would make me doubt the one that I love. I often wonder if my jealousy and paranoia come from my childhood o from my parents, or if it’s just the way I am. I really hate doubting what people tell me. I hate feeling as if I am being lied to about something so important but yet it happens so often. 

My last relationship fell through the cracks. We both blamed each other as normal breakups go but I was sure that it was all my ex’s fault. I honestly thought that everything I did was the right thing to do and that I hardly over-reacted. It was all his fault for my unhappiness. But as time moved on I realized it was all me; despite what my close friends say. I was the one who picked and picked and picked at every little thing to cause a fight; just like my mother does. I was also the one who got insanely jealous and said things I really didn’t mean. And yes he did act horribly to get me to break up with him, but can you blame him? He was dating the greened eyed monster.

Now I have moved on from him and learned a great deal about myself and relationships but I still have these insane feelings of insecurity. Last night my friend was in need of cheering up and a confidence booster. I told my boyfriend (who was her ex) to talk to her. I told him forget me and say whatever it takes to make her happy. He asked me more than once if I was sure, I said I was; but I wasn’t. I made another mistake. I started feeding the monster that lives inside my hollow body. He told her that she looked attractive today and if I wasn’t around he didn’t know what he would do. Harsh I know. My friend told me what he said and it was like a direct blow to my heart. My body went numb from the hurt I felt and my hands quivered rapidly. I asked him if he meant it, of coarse he said no and that he only really looks at me. What else could he say even if he did mean it? I kept feeding the monster more and more pain and grief helping it slowly take over my thoughts. Those words did cheer up my friend even though she did not believe him. She told me how she didn’t look at my boyfriend in that way so it wouldn’t matter. I talked to him and he told me not to worry and we talked late into the night about our relationship and how much we love each other. This made me happy for a short time. The green monster had been awakened so nothing mattered now. After I went to bed it started feeding on my good thoughts. It made me think of all the dark things that could be twisted out of the good. I sat there for many hours until daylight stewing in a dark cloud of envy, fear and sadness. I awoke groggy and with tensed muscles. I talked to my older friend who gives me advice on everything. He always helps me feel better. His advice: Dump him. A guy shouldn’t even be able to think what he wrote to my friend.

So here I am. My little green monster who I managed to bare down for a few months is back again for another strike to ruin my relationship. Sadly since only half my brain is in favour of my boyfriend I don’t know what to do. I do know that the confused part of my brain is the green monster talking and not me and the part that wants to stay with him is me. So how can I deny what the real part of my brain wants? I care too much for him for my jealousy to get in the way. It’s just funny how one night can change your whole perspective on a person. I guess all you can say is Wow how things can change… I have seen so many things change in my life so fast that fearing it isn’t an option anymore. 

Give or take a few good books.

I love reading. I can spend a whole day glued to a good book but it takes a lot for me to absolutely love a book. So far my favorite books are the twilight series. It has action, suspense, amazing characters, a twisted plot and a strong romance. I just finished the last book of the series, breaking dawn, and I found myself with a range of emotions. I had become very attached to all of the characters so I was sad for the end but the way Meyer finished off the book was perfect.

After finishing this series I had to create of list for what books I wanted to read next. Of coarse after reading the twilight series I wanted to read Meyer’s other book the host. I also constructed a list of many other books like: 

the catcher in the rye, a confederacy of dunces, one flew over the cuckoo’s nest, the notebook, a message in a bottle, animal farm, wuthering heights, gone with the wind and to kill a mocking bird.

I went to the library today so I wouldn’t have to beg my parents for money to buy MORE books. But the library either didn’t have the books or they were already out. I reserved the ones I could and I was able to find one flew over the cuckoo’s nest and a confederacy of dunces.  I started reading a confederacy of dunces but was not pleased. The book was written in the mid-sixties and the humor was dull for my time. So I decided to leave that book out of my list and moved onto one flew over the cuckoo’s nest. I am only on the third chapter but I am very pleased with this book. The humor of McMurphy is witty and uplifting from the mood of the book. 

I do need more books to add to my list so I hope someone can suggest some good books. 

That Ugly Duckling Grew Up To Be A Swan

It feels as if it was another life. My past was a lot different from the present. Right now I have lots of friends that love me for me and my stupidity, I have a boyfriend and the way I see things has changed drastically. I don’t think looks matter as much as other things like kindness but it definitely takes a toll on us. 

Up until grade six I thought my life was great. I thought everyone liked me, that I was pretty, smart and was one of the popular kids. I was blind. I didn’t notice the changes everyone was having. Everyone started to wear brand clothing and got their hair dyed and made little cliques. In grade six I became friends with three girls who at the time I thought were my best friends. But I know realize I was just a tag-a-long; a follower. Which I never pictured myself being… EVER. At that time I had messy dull in between blonde and brown hair, glasses which did not sit straight on my face and braces. Guy didn’t exactly find me attractive, nor did they have any sort of romantic feelings for me. I watched all my friends and classmates dance at dances and call each other boyfriend and girlfriend. I was very unhappy but at the time it didn’t dawn on me. I felt unattractive and had no confidence. I made myself that smart girl who sat at the back of the class, even thought I didn’t think I was smart either. I joined extra curricular clubs like safety patrolling and robotics, which just made it easier to fade away so no one would bother me.

I always wanted a best friend. Someone I could tell absolutely anything too and not worry about them telling anyone else. I thought I had three girls who were like that. But as I look back they weren’t anything close to a best friend. I had a sleep over for my birthday and at the time I had to wear a headset to bed. A week later everyone at school knew about it. I never went out with my friends because they never called me and if I called them they were always too busy. I was just a prop at school for them. As time went on I built up a shell to protect myself from being hurt by anyone at my school. If one of the “popular” kids would talk to me the shell would come out and I’d find myself somehow mocking them back. It didn’t help my situation. Graduation came and it was time to pick what high school to go to. In my town there are three possibilities. The ghetto school, the catholic school with uniforms, or the regular public school which everyone from my elementary school was going to. I decided to get away and break free from everyone that seemed to imprison me with comments of how I should improve myself. I was tired of feeling below everyone. I decided to go to the school that my father worked at; the catholic school.

Over that summer I dyed my hair a bright blonde, got contacts and got my braces off. I looked completely different. I looked the way i always thought of myself looking when I was little. I could be myself now. Looking different helped me break out of the shell I permanently built up. When high school started I didn’t know anyone, which made it easier to be the new me. I made friend fast and turned a lot of heads. I got my first boyfriend and I had a lot of guys that would jump off a bridge for me. Again I thought I was happy. But still something inside was turned off to my life. As many friends as I thought I had I still felt alone. I wasn’t happy with my boyfriend and his image. I was a fake. I was this fake me until march. My boyfriend and I split up and I needed my friends more than ever. Not having a boyfriend gave me lots of spare time to make my friendships stronger. I also had time to look at what I really wanted in a guy instead of jumping to the first guy that complimented me. I found who I really was under the years of wall building. 

Now I have many close friends who I’d trust my life to. I also have a guy that I still can’t believe is mine. I like who I am and I love my life. But the years that I spent thinking low of myself still shows sometimes. I still have issues about how I look. And every so often when I meet someone who is “popular” (or thinks they are; I have issues with the word popular, thats a different blog) a wall goes up and I become very defensive. But it’s getting easier to talk to people that think they are better than me and the people I am friends with. I don’t like judging people and I don’t think anyone should. Everyone is so different so it’s impossible for someone to be better than another person. I wish everyone could see this. 

Now when I look back on my past relationships with friends I realize I had some good ones. Two guys that I grew up with are still there for me and vise versa. I still talk to the three girls that carried me through the last two or three years of elementary school but we aren’t amazingly close. It seems when I am with them they try and put me back to thinking I am lower than them but my way of thinking has changed so it causes some friction when I don’t cooperate.

The song “get it together” by India Aire, is my life story. I don’t remember downloading it or ever listening to it but one day it just came blasting out of my ipod. It talks about friends and family hurting you and how you have to be strong and move on. When I looked up the lyrics I started to cry. Everything just fit. If anyone feels the way I did you can get out of feelings low. Everyone is special and amazing and you never have to hide from anyone. Hold you head high and stay strong. Life gets better but only if you take a step forward, no matter how hard it is to do so.

The line from the song that sticks out in my head all the time is: No one has the power to hurt you like your friends, thought it will never change but this time moved on, An ugly duckling grew up to be a swan