I am bored, so I am going to take a sip of “intense coffee” every 10 minutes and jot down how I am feeling each time. Starting in the next ten minutes I am going to drink the coffee, but right now, I will merely explain how I feel: 0 Minutes. Calm. Somewhat in a low, if not upset mood, but why complain? 10 Minutes Ok I just sipped some, don’t feel any different, thought it was tasty. I was more taken aback by the anticip[ation of me drinking the coffee coffee. And hey I can type more! But yeah, hopefully this isn’t the only thing I have to do cos that would be pretty friction boring. 20 Minutes …Just the other day I saw “My Neighbor Totoro” for the first time…On one hand I respect Japan’s culture enough to respect how it’s ok for them to show a prepubescent little girl naked from her whole back since it’s not even the first time I’ve seen it happen in anime, especially not to anyone who has seen Paprika. But If I was still a butthurt American I would be complaining about 1 of 2 things: Either the obvious fact that they have “no respect compared to us who censored the copper tone baby” or that “I’m not a child anymore: They should’ve shown me this after having to look at Dexter from Dexter’s Laboratory’s bare ass ass and/or Og’s from Mike Lu and Og’s” or something similar. People can do whatever they want for all I care anymore, especially since it was the 80s and not even Hayao Miyazaki was that much of a Puritan then. 30 Minutes Huh, i just remembered “Asian Pride”. Ah, those were the days. 40 Minutes Why do people think I’m a mysoginist? I try not to make a big deal out of it, but in the most urgent of cases I need to clarify: I DONATED good money to a girl’s online funding after she had recently gone homeless in 2013. You know: the year that fucked up thing in Ohio happened! And she was a good friend I knew since 2007! I NEVER want people to suffer, but I just couldn’t stand the USA THIS much if they apparently needed MORE than fucking THAT (even though this same aforementioned friend managed to get out of poverty), hence why I moved the fucked out! One thing is to be made of greed. The other is to be made of greed and obsession because America’s IQ must really be despicable to think it’s a dream come true to have a woman nearly sacrifice her humanity to stalk you and hire people to pester the fuck out of you and any of your bystander friends, which, newsflash: IT FUCKING ISN’T IT’S A NIGHTMARE! I even sometimes regret having been born there given so many bad memories (not that the country I’m in was a picnic itself, but it was never THIS bad). 50 Minutes Uh… 60 Minutes 70 Minutes Thurop Van Orman is an extremely talented person, and he’s also a good film director. His work in “Flapjack” and “Angry Birds 2” is just more of a To-each-their-own kind of deal in the sense that too much from it irked me to say I really liked it. I’ve already gone on a long enough tirade as it is, but it won’t hurt to admit…fuck it, it will hurt because I wouldn’t be fucking surprised if THIS was the case as I wouldn’t blame him: maybe if I had seen Angry Birds 1 I would’ve gotten it better…you know what? This isn’t the first 3 decades I lived through. So who really gives a shit about anything canonical anymore? I sure don’t. 2 stars out of 5 for the movie. 80 Minutes I have sisters, so of course I saw Twilight. But lethargy aside the only good thing to come from those movies, and maybe mIss Meyers as well (besides a certain fanfiction, but tmi) is Ana Kendrick’s speech about Mistakes in Eclipse. It certainly seems to be the only thing, ironically enough, that stood the test of time last decade. And also the next sip I have from the coffee will be the last from the bottle. 90 Minutes Welp, that was all the “Café Olé: Café Intenso” with a touch of Almonds, thanks for joining me blabber on and throw a minor tantrum or two. As a reward here’s an unfinished parody of “Cold” by Crossfade called “Cringe”, which I never finished (I’ve been writing parodies since Secondary school and this song is about me rereading most of them). Enjoy: Looking back I see My writing was never much of a good sight My train of thought was nothing new It was agreed school thing but with different spins Cartoons were antidotes that got me by Unoriginality got me high Whyyyyyyy? Goodwill wasn’t meant to drain In you, sorry for the way I wrote Never meant to be so cringe Never meant to write unhinged At least I never said “gay” In derogatory ways, no man Never meant to be so cringe Never meant to be so Cringe, to you…
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