No. 268

Dropping it like it's hot and accepting loss

First off, i'll never drop it like it's hot, not even for Vin Diesel and I certainly wouldn't do it for the Jigga man either, what is Vivica A. Fox thinking about, miss I am strong black women turned video flava of the week. Ok, so yes, video girls can be a triple threat-but most times they start with the video-then rap or sing then do movies, not the other way around. Seriously, and so everyone meaning rappers have to not be that demeaning and escort her around the stage and pretend that she's damn hot-she is, but you know rappers just want to see the girls shake their tail feather then give them some, so when she walks off the stage and the real video girls come out shaking their ass and the guys are almost close to hitting it both literally and metaphorically, I wonder what VAF was thinking. Sure, you really made a thing, but why can't you do it at a party while partially intoxicated or at your own home, do you need to do it in front of all of America, it's like that whole MJ and Lisa Marie kiss that left everyone gagging and how he said no one thought they'd be together-yea, who got the last laugh suckers. This rant is much a do, also beacuse no one really recognized it was her, and I mean, sure, wear the tank, do ya need to wear such short shorts, like that was straight up raunchy sexy, there's also hot sexy and other kinds of sey that she did not master.

Loss, such a strong word. Sometimes I find I myself am really stupid, I always said life was a game and it's how you play it that makes you a winner right, don't let the game play you, it's like a really good playboy, you get played and don't even know it, that's how I feel. There's nothing I can do because life played me and I laugh because I was like, damn, you're good and there's nothing I can do about it. Seriously, I loss bad, really bad, and you know what, there's nothing I can say or do now because I accept this defeat with a smirk on my face because I realized that i was totally played and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it. Also, how many people go and check their ailments online? Who does that, like if someone feels sad or under the weather, do people actually go online and say, I wonder what's wrong with me and how do I deal with it. I sure as hell didn't, yea cuz who does, so apparently I was suppose to seek professional help and also a some sort of other help. I love when there is something wrong with you, you don't fucking go online cuz you're so into the problem you can't function to go online idiots. I swear, then they give you this minor things about how to cope-cope my fucking ass people. I don't think there is a way for me to cope-ever, it's like when men come back from war, they say they're fine, but fuck no they aren't, how can you ever be fine after you watch people get killed and kill people-give me a break just like why does Sarah Jessica Parker doing GAP commercials with Lenny-cuz you both know they don't rock that stuff, while I mean, Josh Duhamel-which a personal friend had to point this out to me and Jessica Alba would wear Gap around the house or whatever. So, i've lost the game of life, but in no way have I lost my friends, even though two are going away to far off lands of Paris and Japan, I still feel connected to them, maybe because we keep each other in tune via short emails and pictures. The pictures have yet to come, but they'll come, it's amazing how technology can help bind people together or separate them forever, like when people just fire off intero office emails instead of talking to that person, but while keeping people together-like my friends-ahhh grand technology, bring on the 60 GB MP3 player-I said that if I got a MP3, i'd go big or go home.