Precious

Quote of the day "I think I put more effort in walking down here to eat than the CSs put into making the food." -Brandi Holland.

With the abundant time I am given, my mind tends to wander, and I also have been watching an array of movies lately. After I ran through all the movies that I actually enjoyed watching and all that was left was the movies from my friends CD collections that I'd never see myself viewing in a million years. But yesterday I attempted to watch Precious.

Here is my review on it

Precious

Right off the bat I dreaded watching this movie, and truth be told, I only got twenty five minutes into the movie. What did me in so quickly you ask? Well aside from the horrible scene where the mother tries to hit Precious with a frying pan upside her head, oh and the sweaty rape scene it was the fried chicken! I get that she's a troubled girl, getting raped and impregnated by her mom's supposed boyfriend, sixteen and still in middle school. But I could no longer take part in the viewing of this movie when the main character steals a bucket of chicken from a local eatery and watching that woman run, while eating friend chicken was just too much for my psyche to handle. I'd like to highlight the fact that she had pieces of chicken on not one but both of her chins. My advice to Precious; sleep in the gym, take walks and work out, get a job (she is sixteen and all you have to do is write your name on an application) get fit and go back and beat your moms ass! It's a shame that I couldn't stomach this movie, because I hear it was quite the tale, I think it took home a few awards, right?

Looking at this damn blog made me take a very unneeded trip down memory lane. After I read some of my old blogs I came to the conclusion that I am the exact same person I am today. I was looking at old pictures from my birthday last year on the boat, and reading about myself taking the advancement exam (I've taken it twice since then) and just how much I didn't care. I was more worried about getting a breakfast burrito in a dress and getting a tan than advancing in the navy and I still am the exact same way. You'd think time would change me a little, but in that area it hasn't at all. As for seeing other things, well it just makes me want to delete my entire iphoto! Sometimes there are people you just wish you could block out of your life entirly and forever and ever and after that too! But you can't and you still have to walk around this boat seeing all his past mistakes (a few of which you live with) I'm just saying it feels like time to close a damn book and start a new one already! Next month I would be getting out of the navy had I not been an idiot and signed up for that fifth year. I'd never have to see Randy again, deal with the drama of shiesty navy people and all their issues! California sun on my face everday and family by my side...

but thats not the way the story goes, is it? Because I'm sitting here looking out at a pitch black flight deck watching the clock wishing the minutes would go by faster and the sun would come up so I can go to bed and pass another day. Not much of "living" going on in my life. But this is underway and work. not much time for anything else.
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Blogging works again on the boat?

for some reason I wasn't able to access my blog from the boat's computers. But now... I am? Whatev, so I just finished up season three of Ugly Betty and am really sad that there will no longer be any witty banter from Amanda and Marc. I am forced to wait till we pull in to buy season four, but then its really over, forever! Because I googled Marc to see if he was gay in real life or just really good at acting like a queen, and turns out that the show was canceled after four seasons due to low ratings... oh and Marc is really gay, and his name is Michael Urie in real life. Also I want him to be my new best friend!

That's all that's really going on out here, whever we are :( Oh and tomorrow is my birthday. This would normally be the part where I incert tragic, yet horribly true pictures of myself celebrating my "golden year" birthdays in the Air Department Office, but the work computer doesn't allow me to upload photos, thus bringing down the quality of my blog. My life is so boring.