anyway.
this post. is a double post. there are two topics i will be discussing:
TOPIC THE FIRST.
i bought an equius shirt. that is to say, the shirt equius wears, not a shirt with equius on it, those dont e%ist. its just a blue sagittarius on a black non-wifebeater t-shirt. WHY ISNT IT A WIFEBEATER THATS STUPOID. but its actually pretty awesome because i dont want to wear a fucking wifebeater, this is goddamn december. so anyway i wore it to the mall today because i was going to see unstoppable, which i had no prior knowledge of. but thats not important now. whats important is that THERE WAS A GIRL. i ate dinner before watching the movie, and i ate some delicious unknown-country-of-origin-east-asian food at the food court (the restaurant was called "mr wok" and didnt say "chinese/japanese/korean restaurant" under it, so i have no idea what to call it without being a RACIST HO BAG TITFACE). i sat down at a table and began to eat. i noticed in front of me yet slightly to the left, a girl. she was probably in her early to mid twenties, and she 100ked at me. she 100ked at me wantingly, you know? just... wantingly. i could tell that she saw my shirt and also loved equius, and that she wanted to make sweet, passionate love to me then and there, and she wanted to dump her douche bag boyfriend with ridiculous hair who would soon join her at the table and start a family of mspa fans with me, merely for the fact that i wore an equius shirt. and then i proceeded to spill coke all over that shirt, and she turned away in disgust.
TOPIC THE SECOND.
okay so after i completely ruined my chances of having se% with a much older stranger because of a single shared interest, i swallowed sadness as well as the rest of my unknow-country-of-origin-east-asian meal and watched the movie. i watched with my parents, not because im a 100ser, but because im 15 years old and sometimes my parents take my to movies okay SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU DONT EVEN KNOW ME DONT JUDGE. anyway. my dad is QUITE THE JOKESTER, and i never know if hes kidding or not. so he tells me what the movie's about. and he says its about a robot that busts shit up. and im like "okay obviously hes full of shit," but then i see the movie poster.
i was walking into the theater when i saw the poster so i didnt get a good 100k at it and only saw the title, the sentence under it thats supposed to make people want to see it or something (i have no fucking c100 what the word for that is), and the image under it. and i thought to myself, "hopy shit dads right this is going to be SO INTENSE." so i go into the theater e%pecting robots and SHIT TONS OF E%PLOSIONS. and about halfway through, i realize that THIS MOVIE IS ABOUT TRAINS. NOTHING BUT TRAINS. WHAT THE HELL. however, i fucking love trains, so i still enjoyed it, although, at the beginning, there were a few scenes of children and they were really happy and they were interspliced (im fairly certain this is a legitimate cinematic term) with images of people standing ne%t to huge industrial trains and it really shows off how incredibly fucking powerful they are and just how easy it is (or at least seems to be) to die if youre not careful when youre just standing within fifty goddamn feet of a train, and you just KNOW something horrible's gonna happen to someone. and you just KNOW its gonna be the kids. and i completely flipped the fuck out and i was worried the movie would COMPLETELY RUIN TRAINS FOREVER for me. anyway that is my story.
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