friday night,
cory took me to see "the great gatsby."
leo almost made me cry five times.
i have always loved him.
i will always love him.
i can't even talk about how much i enjoyed this film.
we sat behind these two high school girls.
at one point in the movie,
homegirl turned to her friend and said,
"old sport, old sport, old sport. come ooon."
in the most sarcastic tone.
i wanted to pop her on the back of the head.
as we walked out of the theater,
i saw homegirl.
a braid so long it looked like a tail
growing out of her crooked cut-offs.
i glared at her profile as i heard her say,
"i almost fell asleep like five times.
it was so boring."
oh no she di'int.
with a dropped jaw i said,
"how do you fall asleep during 'the great gatsby'?"
but she didn't hear me.
she was too obsessed with her
mousy braid tail and acting cool.
this is the time in my life i miss.
the only time i wish i could revisit.
if i could,
i would stop her.
i would make her stare into my eyes,
straight into my gatsby loving soul
and say,
"how can you almost fall asleep during 'the great gatsby'?
do you really think you're better than that?
you're no better than daisy.
you're a fool.
i hate you."
can someone please just go watch this movie
so i can talk to them about it?
please?
i'm seriously about to go titanic
on this shiz.
