I signed up for muay thai kickboxing. I start next week! I figured if I want to get my weight down and start fighting, that would be a good call.
Doing this on top of Taekwondo, Jujitsu and football drills in the backyard, I'm estimating being a total badass within a year.
I've quit smoking and I haven't changed my eating since it's not much anyway. I have although changed up a few things on my menus. Need more protein and potassium in my diet.
So send some positive waves my way guys. You might see me on T.V one day....maybe.
I just wanted to say sorry to most of you guys. I haven't been myself lately and I know I've been coming off as a bit of a know it all. Things are a bit difficult in my life at the moment but they will get better. I forbid it to get any worse. So yeah, sorry again for being a (insert any dirty word necessary to your liking here)
It was too dark to tell whether our eyes were bleeding from the fast paced fighting sequences or the shedding tears over the desecration of our childhood.
Allow us to explain.
If Transformers the movie was about transforming robots and high adventure (like in the cartoons), it would have been fantastic. Also only 60 mins long.
Sadly, the movie was 2 hours long, the other 60 mins of which focused on "intricate human drama." You know, the seemingly commonplace predicament of sending your only child to college while high on magic brownies, or wholesome, dignified standards of conduct presented in the form of a coy prostitute painting devils on motorcycles to fill the role of heroin. Or the very clever, and shockingly original concept of a computer geek who actually believes in conspiracy theories. Last but not least, the super genius who reveals his mental supremacy be believing that aliens built the pyramids. There is also an important message to kids:
A BA is more important than saving the entire human race.
Outside of that, it was good to see how everyday people....rational, intelligent folks like you and me can relate to a highly developed, hyper-advanced alien robot species with such rich dialogue as, "Damn, that was my eye you crazy bitch".
Since when did a cartoon intended for children become a movie filled with such vulgarity? We were quite surprised to hear an autobot say "That's cuz you is a pussy".
And let us not forget giant robots have truck nuts and that there is a robot heaven!
Honestly, we don't have too much to complain about regarding the robots. They looked pretty awesome. We just wished thye didn't talk so much. Except for Optimus Prime. Bumblebee was lucky...
Not one of the humans presented in the movie were worth saving. Optimus Prime should have flipped the bird (befitting the script) and left them all to die.
It's just saddening how much people have degenerated in our society. To sell sex, promote gang violence in a movie that derived from the concept of a children's t.v. show is a bit sickening.
The sound effects were amazing. The soundtrack wasn't.
All in all, we give 2 out of 4 stars. (only because of the sound effects and robotic fight scenes. Otherwise 1/2 a star.)
Note to Spielberg:
How dare you take a great show, chew it up and regurgitate it and expect us to be grateful?! As if we should celebrate vulgar degenerate language and rampant lasciviousness.
We wish we could lock you and your buddy George Lucas in an oubliette forever where you can imaging raping more concepts that were significant to our childhoods.
And Michael Bay, you were obviously pimp slapped by Spielberg...that movie had spielberg written all over it.
I am not in a very good mood right now. I suppose this shall be my first ranting in this blog. I'm sure I will be skipping to and fro given I have A.D.D and I'm upset so I guess you'll have to deal with it.
Amongst my friends, I'm referred to as the "Aunt Agatha" type. I'm more grown up, I keep things under control when I know they're about to do something stupid, I dress however I want, I use common sense and I'm considered original. I have my moments of being silly. Especially when I drink but I'm not the type to follow the crowd. In fact, the crowd always stalks me....I mean this by saying that I find the crowd to be very ignorant, repulsive and dramatic but I somehow am a magnet for such unwanted attention. Sometimes I set myself up for it. When I really dislike a persons' antics, I state what actions were taken, what words were said and I throw my point of view in. It's not really the best choice because it would be considered "gossiping". Every single time I do so, words and truths are stretched from one person to the next and it causes a ridiculous upheaval of nonsense. I still haven't learned to keep my emotions intact...it's a hard habit for me. I am very outspoken and somewhat abrasive even when I have the most calm voice. I'm not good with choosing words when I'm emotional about something. When I fully disagree with something a person does, I voice it and I don't fear saying things to that particular person. Most times, I am unable to do so since I'm not out getting drunk and partying all the time like I used to. That seems to be all what people do in this town. So if someone mentions that particular event, I have my say-so and not worry if it goes back to the person because on my end, nothing was fabricated or made up. I have no qualms about saying my piece.
Girls put on a show. They can't be honest with themselves more or less other people. They throw things at others and attempt to make themselves as some bad ass or martyr. They cannot accept truth for what it is nor can they grow up. I know females that are older than me that act like they're still in high school but this time actually breeding children and teaching them the same behavior. Yeah..what a way to benefit this already messed up society. I'm not saying by any means that I am the perfect parent. I smoked when I was pregnant...was it wise? No. Did it affect my child? No. But it could have. I make mistakes and guess what? There's absolutely no such thing as a perfect parent. I do the best I can with God's help to get me through my negative aspects of people so it won't reflect on my child's world view. I don't have a mommy and daddy to take care of my kid when I want to go out and party. I don't have a husband who's willing to spend every single penny on me to shut me up. I have a responsible family life. My daughter and her needs come first and foremost. I'm hardly out having a good time. When it's offered, I usually don't take it even though I should every once in a while. I'm tired of seeing these "women" put on a pretense that they're all perfection and bash every other female they look at.
Reality check for these "ladies": You need to do something with your pathetic self image. Stop making things all about you.
I hardly have any girlfriends. The ones I do have, I really don't socialize with that often. I get along with guys more...I can joke with the rest of them. I like chilling out. I don't like freaking out about what I should wear to some club, what makeup to put on or make myself sexy as much as possible to have a good time. I'm content with crappy clothes and a bunch of friends that just want to chill and play games or watch movies.
Subject has nothing whatsoever to do with this entry. I just didn't know what to put up there. Nothing momentous has happened in my life as of late so what I put here this evening is nothing profound. I've been writing much lately notating various ideas for two different stories and writing a thesis on something theological. I tried working on some music today but it's extremely difficult with a kid running about. I also have two teenage brothers living here with me and they fight constantly so I never really get any peace in my own home. Ah..such is life. I had read something disturbing in the news but don't remember now. By this time at night, my brain slowly shuts down certain chambers and I become somewhat vegetated.
My husband has picked up his pad and pencil and started on his drawings again. I'm glad...although his weekends go by so quickly, he only takes maybe two hours of his whole weekend to jot down ideas or begin sketches. I feel bad for him. He works constantly and hardly gets to Autumn (our daughter). Hopefully, I will be able to assist with the finances. I had taken my mother to her doctor's appointment for a breathing test and lo! They are hiring for pulmonary techs part-time for $10/hr! It was the assistant director who I talked to about it. She was trained within a week to do what she had done for my mother. The tech bolted without notice. She seemed to like my attitude and personality. It was funny how it popped up in our conversation. My mother was telling her about how it's been hard waiting for disability to kick in and that she was thinking about just dropping it and finding a mediocre job somewhere. It made me frustrated so I exclaimed my "concerns" on how a lot of people who work for the government or any other occupation, take advantage of their job or are absolutely CLUELESS on how to do their job. Yet the highly motivated and intelligent folks are unable to get a job. She seemed to like my protest...sooo I have to send my resume this coming Monday and see what happens. The most extreme happy part is that you don't have to have medical experience. It's also one of those jobs that you have to consider as a "career" and not "employment". I can see myself doing this for a long time. Anyway, I hope that her being the assistant director would help me in the door a bit. We'll see..
I'm having some difficulty on deciding what to take for college. I have so many interests and so little money. If I am able to get this job, I'm sure that I will stick with it but I also want to broaden my education and do something that actually means more to me. Whether it be theology,music, writing, some form of art or history, those are the things that interest me the most. I am limited....we hardly have any financial stability and with having our precious girl, we're trying to make sure her future is somewhat secure. I mean, I know right now would be the most opportune time to get things done that way both parents would bring in more money but sometimes, it's hard to get the partner on the same page. ESPECIALLY when they're the moneymaker. I'm going on 25 and I still don't know what I want to do for myself. I like being a stay at home mom but sometimes I feel brain dead. I need brain food.
I'm going to go smoke now. Yeah...I talked about quitting but it's just impossible at this present time. I have a doctor's appt. coming up soon so maybe I can ask about that prescription that I read about in the forum. I need to lose some weight too. I'm a fatty. I want to be here as long as possible and watch my family grow.