habits

i'm wicked squeamish, but i have this terrible habit. i bite my fingers. i literally rip the skin right off my fingers. it never hurts when i'm doing it, but afterwards it'll kill. then it'll hurt for a day or two. my stepdad had to get shots in his fingers for his dry hands. he said that hurt like crazy because there are so many nerve endings in our fingers... i rip the skin off. it can't be good for me. i've tried to break the habit, but it always comes back with the start of larger stresses in my life. school mainly. when i read books. and when i watch movies.

i bit the crap out of them during transformers tonight. again, it's such a pointless movie. i don't see how people liked it. the soundtrack is terrible. all the cheesiest rock music parts come on when there's supposed to be some serious action. but it always comes in all of the sudden, just a bit earlier/later than it should. the timing isn't well done. they need to have fade ins. the dialogue is also terrible in the movie too. and it's all highly predictable. and cheesy. did i mention cheesy? it's the worst teen angst movie i've seen in awhile. actually, probably ever. the plot of the movie is actually this:

sam witwiki is socially awkward. he's got a weird family. he gets bad grades in school. the girls don't like him. sam gets a sweet car, and by an odd turn of events gets to drive the best looking and most popular girl in the movie home. all the robots and whatnot are thrown in just to fill space at this point, and provide a reason for the possibility of sam getting with this girl. it could have been 5 minutes long. as i recall, the classic 80s cartoon transformers wasn't about getting laid. it was about the robots.

don't get me wrong. i'm not bitter about the movie. i just wish they would have done it a bit better. too much lacking across the board.

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