Thursday, January 24, 2008

The Lord rocks in mysterious ways

Just deleted an unpublished post 'coz I realised it was too emo and waay outta my chracter.

I hate sitting beside Jasmine. So quiet. Cyn is better. There. Said it.

School's really biting 'coz I'm sick of everything and everyone. This sucks.

I realise I write best when emo and blog best when bored. So I'll just do this filler thing I came up with on a much better day.

You know movies like Die Hard, etc.? Those where they have a thousand baddies shooting at this hero dude and they never seem to hit?

This type of movie always stars this sorta dude who, as a result of a tragic and shady past, has become rendered an invincible badass. So he's gotta stop this bad guy (usually with a moustache) from blowin' up the world or some other wafer-thin plot. And he learns to let this big-breasted-but-also-bad-assed babe into his life to spew sarcastic wisecracks. (That's Hollywood's definition of feminism: Bitchy and really hot.) At about the two third mark of the moive, the badass, as a result of car chases and leaping from flaming buildings, becomes temporarily disillusioned about his invinciblity. Then the chick gives him this inspiring speech about what he's suppose to believe in and gets him back to his good old testosterone-pumped, steroid-abusing self. Then he takes down the bad guy and gets laid as the credits roll.

"They're the sort of people who think that if your last name is Simpson, you're either related to OJ or Homer."

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