Saturday, February 28, 2009

when love strikes

A few months ago (Wait, is it months already?) a friend of mine, a girl, was hurting because her boyfriend was abusing her. And with that I mean physically, mentally and emotionally. I was glad she decided to leave that poor bastard, although I know, deep in my heart, that it was very difficult for her. Now, she is hurting because she learned, through friendster, that the asshole has a new girlfriend. I keep on telling her that I am glad that happened. I would tell her that he doesn't deserve her. I would tell her that it would all be okay comes the time, and to just let herself feel whatever it is she's feeling right now. A time will come when she would get tired of all the hurt, and realize that it not worth it, afterall.

But I know that whatever I say, whatever argument I'd tell her, it's all useless. Because it is love we're talking about. She loves him. Reasons are nothing in love. And I know it.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

her hotness, and spain

I was surfing the net last night when I suddenly thought of her hotness, Scarlett Johansson. Then I youtubed her Vicky Cristina Barcelona. I fell in love to its trailer right away that I felt the need to see it on the big screen right there and then. But since I am a little short as of the moment, I decided to just play the trailer non stop. Literally.

Did her hotness and Penolope really make out in the film? I will not be able to stand the scene if they did. It is too hot to handle. Just the thought of her hotness makes me a man. I wouldn't probably notice Javier (Let's keep it on the a first name basis way, your hotness, too?!) even if he stripped naked in the film. Okay. I may notice him, but not that much.

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the inconsistent
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