moan & groan

aight then, back to the updating. every day i'm at school i go thru several webistes. those of my friends and just a few more. here are a few of them: things i hate about my flatmate (best), do not get me started (pretty good), and things i wish i had (okay). okay, that's enough reading for one day.
btw, i added another link to that be-heading post from a while ago. it seems as tho everywhere men are getting their weenies hacked off. and while it makes me laugh, but i'm also sad for them too. cause if you don't get it back, how do you pee?
speaking of which, if you go to the restroom during the commercial breaks when you're at the oscars and don't make it back in time, you have to wait outside until the next commercial break. which only makes sense, they do the same in theaters (not the movie kind). but wat if you miscaculated and thought, 'well, i'm up for best actor, which is in the one after this next one, so imma pee now. and if i'm late it's okay cause i won't miss my catagory.' so you skip out of the theater and take your time. you come back to find that you are late (eh, watever) and stand there watching the tv screen they provide. and realize... that they're presenting your award! and you won!! ...boy are you stupid. seriously, i cannot believe just how stupid you are. you missed your own award! you dumbass! jesus. but it's a good thing you didn't win, cause jamie foxx did.
...speaking of which. i didn't see the movie, so i don't kno how good he was (and i'm sure he was fabulous) but if ray hadn't died this year, everything would've turned out differently. for starters, the movie wouldn't have done so well. second, he wouldn't have won all those grammies (and maybe have not even been nominated for some of them), and who knows how the oscars would've turned out?
another thing. who but actors (and singers) are so continually praising themselves? sag awards, golden globes, oscars, and i'm sure there are other awards they do too. but seriously. how many times a year do all the engineers get toghether to play dress up and give each other gold statues of naked men? uh, never. neither does any other profession (except singers, except even then i can only think of the grammies). and yet these actors are constanly whining about how they are stalked by the paparazzi. why should this botheryou? you obviously think you're so damn great that you need at least three mega publicized award shows every year. and now you're annoyed because we think you're great too? make up your damn mind! do you or don't you want us watching you?