Monday, March 12, 2012

Mike Delfino

I'm CUHRYING right now. By the way this has spoilers in it so if you haven't watched the most recent episode of Desperate Housewives, I think you should probably stop right this instant.

From the start, I was hooked on Mike Delfino. From the very beginning. His rugged good looks...his badassness...his mystery...his name and how it rolls off the tongue. I liked him. I didn't even like the show that much at first, I thought it was ridiculous. A show about DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES? Stupid.

No, Mike was my favorite. Tom being a close second (Trombone 3D Banana Patch. Snow Shovel). Young Parker and Mj were my favorites as well, but that's because they're so adorable and one day I'd hope to have children that are as cute as them. Lee is in there too..."Just say the whole word, how much time are you actually saving?"

Anyways, I went through EIGHT seasons of Mike being my favorite character in the show. I guess I didn't waste eight years of thinking that, maybe the past couple months, but still EIGHT SEASONS of him being my favorite.

And what happens? HE DIES? Why why? I'm serious this is the worst thing because after three seasons of you just wishing they'd stop being fucking stupid and get married. Then a season of them being married, then divorced and still in love, then two and a half seasons of them together....I WANT TO KICK SOMEONE IN THE FACE. Couldn't it just have been.....I don't know, I don't want to say Carlos or Tom but Orson? He's useless and a creeper. A really really creepy creep.

Mike F-ing Delfino? I hate my life. Hate it. Hate hate hate my life. Not really, I'm just being melodramatic. I don't hate my life because a guy on a soap opera died.

What makes matters worse is that I JUST WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT. But I cannot because the two people who watch it in my life, haven't seen it yet. So the only place I can discuss how Mike Delfino dies is on the computer to a random blog that almost no one reads.

In that moment, as I sat and watched it all play out, I almost died. Mike shoved Susan and then everything froze. I thought Susan died for about half a second so I literally YELLED, "WHAT JUST HAPPENED?!?" and stood up to get closer to the tv as Mike's life passed before his eyes. And then he was hit in the chest and died. WTF I'M DYING - I'M F-ING DYING. I can't even handle this shit.

Goodbye, I'm going to go bawl into my pillow now.

P.S. To those of you who actually read my rants about stupid shit. Thank you so much. You must have a really high tolerance if you can read the ramblings of an almost-not-teenager-anymore.

Sunday, March 4, 2012

"Best" Fucking Friends

Okay, I've had enough of this SHIT!

According to Urban Dictionary - Best friends are very special people in your life. They are the first people you think about when you make plans. They are the first people you go to when you need someone to talk to. You will phone them up just to talk about nothing or the most important things in your life. When you're sad they will try their hardest to cheer you up. They will give the best hugs in the world! They are the shoulder to cry on, because you know that they truly care about you. In most cases they would take a bullet for you, cause it would be too painful to watch you get hurt.

Yes, I Urban Dictionaried that shit. Why? Because I know several people that need to learn a lesson about best friends. When someone calls you a best friend, you don't fucking mess with that shit. Because that is like 'I love you.' It's not a phrase you want to throw around lightly. So stop fucking your best friend's significant other, stop being two-faced and just stop being so damn flakey. Treat your best friend with the love and respect that you'd treat your family, and if you don't respect your family (which is shitty, whether you be a father, mother, son or daughter, it's shitty. All We Need Is Love <---- Beatles), respect them better. In some ways, your best friend can be better than family, because you can tell them anything...like about that guy you hooked up with last night and not get dirty looks or grounded. So please, stop being shitty people.

And people need to stop throwing that phrase around like it's nothing. It's not your virginity - haha that was a joke - it actually means something to people. If you've known someone a week, they're probably not your best friend. I know it doesn't matter how long you've known someone, just that they're there for you when you need them. But if you've known them a week you barely know them, let alone if they're going to be there for you when you need them.

So when you call a person you met last week your best friend, then it's your fault when you're blind-sighted and find out they were trying to steal your boyfriend. I'm not saying that if he does end up cheating it's your fault, it's not, that was his bad.

This shit needs to fucking stop. Be good fucking people. I know what it's like to have a best friend and it's not always great at all times, but if you can tell this person anything without fear of judgement or of them telling someone, THEN they're your best friend. If you can trust them to not steal your boyfriend/girlfriend, then they could be your best friend. If you'd rather see yourself hurt than them and it's vice versa for them, then you've found your best friend.

Best friends are hard to come by, so stop throwing that around like it's nothing. And stop being shitty best friends. Jeeesh.

I'm done here. I just want to say that this was really hard to explain and it may have seemed a little more erratic than usual. And this isn't written in personal experience, I've just seen a lot of 'best friends' begin to hate each other for stupid reasons. And chances are they were never 'best friends' they were just calling each other that.

Also DISCLAIMER: I was SERIOUSLY just kidding about the virginity thing. I mean, haha, I just - it means something to me, but lately it doesn't mean anything to some people. Not meaning me. I'm way too - conservative? (I'm not all that conservative here - but at home and in real life I don't use near as many F-bombs)- for that to mean nothing to me.