Tiff: How are you and your girlfriend?
Tony: We’re not together anymore. We’re on a break.
Tiff: Oh sorry to hear that.
Tony: Naw it’s cool.  I love her a lot.
Tiff: …then why are you guys on a break?
Tony: Because she said that she wants to be completely focused on school.

Sorry “Tony”, but like I said before in our conversation, I think the whole “going on a break” thing is complete bullshit.  I don’t think the idea itself is bullshit, the explanation behind it, however, IS.

Tony’s girlfriend doesn’t want to be in a relationship at the moment because she wants to concentrate on her schoolwork. I mean, what the hell is this crap?  Is she seriously THAT dumb that she can’t handle a boyfriend and school at the same time, yet she has room for “girl’s night out” every weekend?

It just goes to show you how most people have this screwed up concept of how a relationship is suppose to work.  I was listening to the radio a couple of months ago and one of the callers asked for advice about his fiancé.  He loves painting, but his fiancé would never let him, because she’s constantly complaining how she feels neglected by him whenever he works on his art stuff. I mean, shit, let the guy fucking paint. Arts and crafts usually does take a long time to finish.

Having a boyfriend or girlfriend doesn’t you mean you have to spend quality time with them every single day.  It doesn’t mean you have to call them 24/7.  It doesn’t mean that you have to be the annoying boyfriend who checks up on his girl every time she’s not within screaming distances, right?

If this is how a relationship should be, then I certainly don’t want to be in one.

I managed to work as a background actor for Katy Perry’s new music video yesterday.  It was aweeeeesome.  When everyone was done shooting, Natalie, a girl I made friends with there, and I walked out of the church and we noticed the paparazzis waiting for Katy to come out.

“Why not take photos of me boys? I’m better!” said Natalie.

“But you’re not Katy!” yelled one of the paparazzis, but he took photos of us anyway, along with the rest of the paparazzis taking photos and filming us posing, feeling like movie stars.

Haha it was rad.

I’m going to shoot again today. The scene is going to be entirely different from yesterday. Yesterday’s took place at a Christian church and today’s is going to be at a warehouse, and we have to dress in our new wave/retro outfits. It should be a fun experience!

PS - more photos in the flickr!

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They’re all inside jokes, so I’m sure everybody who’s not her will not get it, but I’m positive she’s going to laugh hysterically when she hears it.

But just incase if anyone wants to check out my amazing rapping abilities, check this shit out! I’ts hot! /sarcasm

I wrote the lyrics, so click on the entry title link if you want to read ‘em.

Hey Whatnot what gift you want most?

I bet it’s a talking fish that sings, “yeah, TOAST!”

I told Arnold I’d buy the fish for a pennie
But our governor replied, “I no gimmee”

How do you like working at MAC?

I say quit chur day job and start selling some crack

Sellin some crack? Yeah I sell some ass crack.
I just ate a few too so I need that tic tac.

This Saturday and Sunday you got nuffin to do

Take you to get yogurt then we watch Shamurai Shampoo

Shamurai Shampoo? I met to say Camurai Shamploo. No. it’s Chamuri Sampoo. How the hell do you say this mofo? No one knows how to say it besies you. I rather make beef stew, then try to figure out this foo.

Shiiiiiet

Whatnot is a moutheffin G
She hooks me up with perfume samples all for free

Says “What not” at least 90 times a day
But I’ll let it slide for today cuz it’s her 25th bat day!

Happy Bat day! Yeah that’s how my daddy say…say Happy bat day! I swear he’s not gay! That’s just his fobby way of saying bat day. So happy 25th bat day! My little Fay Fay. That’s not yo name but it rhymes anyway.

One is when someone constantly opens (or tries to) the door without even knocking no matter how many times you tell him or her to knock first.

My family is the worst, especially my mom, she’s nuts, love her, but she’s pretty nuts. I’ll have my bedroom door locked and I hear her trying to turn the knob, and when it doesn’t open, she keeps on turning it ten more times like it’s eventually going to open by itself, but she’ll never knock or say, “Hey can I come in?” She refuses to be polite so she keeps on turning it until someone on the other side notices it.

I don’t know, I just get anal about it, because no one ever knocks nowadays. You know, some doors don’t even have locks or they’re broken. Recently, I went into a public single restroom and the lock wasn’t working. As I was doing my business, I felt a little nervous that some annoying asshole might catch me wiping my ass.

It didn’t happen because someone actually knocked five seconds later, as to which I replied, “Uh…yeeeeeAH!”

What do you say when someone knocks at the restroom door anyway? It rarely happens to me. Anyway, I was thankful and I already knew the guy was likeable because he knows how to knock. Bless his little heart.

So here’s the other one. I hate it when people ask me how much I get paid whenever I get an acting gig.

I don’t mind if people do, but there are some assholes out there who are constantly asking me the same question, and it’s the only question (besides asking me if I landed any jobs). They don’t care about what my role is and what the story line is, and anything else that actually has to do with whatever project I’m involved in. They’re just (desperately) curious as to how much I’m making.

Seriously, that’s rude. The next person that asks gets a turd thrown at their face.

Sincerely,
Tiff

I watched both of the games and both were tremendously thrilling to watch since it certainly wasn’t an easy game for both teams. It’s usually seems easy for them to win because they’re always ahead of the game—I’m always expecting them to win. However, in the finals, their opponents were as skilled as they were, and for the first time in beach volley history, fear had struck my heart.

In the end, they (we) won. A huge congratulation to Misty May-Treanor and Kerri Walsh from the women’s team, and Philip Dalhausser (HOT) and Todd Rogers from the men’s. You guys deserve every bit of that gold medal.

Now I’ll be waiting for The Redeem Team aka US men’s basketball team to “redeem” themselves.

Back to my life, I just received my dvd of Dexter season 2 in the mail and I’m excited to watch it…after the Olympics are over of course! I don’t have Showtime, so this is going to be my first time watching it.

Acting is going fine. I have a script I have to go over asap, since I’ll be filming for an indie film tomorrow. I decided not to go to school for a semester…possibly for a whole year just to pursue acting. I actually don’t want to go to school anymore, but I’ll just tell them that I’m taking a “break”. My mom’s obviously not happy about it, and it bugs me the crap out of me.

My whole family plays it safe. They believe that if you drop out of college, you automatically have no future, which is absolutely not true at all.

When I transferred to a university, I found out that I had to take a year’s worth of general ed. Yeah, I have to waste my future away by taking MORE useless classes that doesn’t have anything to do with my major for a full year, and it’s all for some college degree.

Anyways, I’m not saying that everyone shouldn’t go to college I just don’t think I need it at the moment.

Cheeseburgers

Not only are they full of deliciousness, but they make great utilities and accessories, such as phones, toasters, pencils, hats, and the like.

The one that I’m holding in this photo is actually not a cheeseburger! It’s a CD holder, holding my CDs, disguised as a cheeseburger. Clever isn’t it?

It’s my first step to collecting them all.

Anyways, next topic, Myspace referrers.

The one thing I hate about Myspace is that the myspace links on your referrer pages does not direct you to the actual link. It always goes to here.

Today, I noticed that that I’ve had about five referrers coming from a certain Myspace page, and I’d like to know where the hell it’s coming from.

So if you’ve found my page from a Myspace page/bulletin/blog/etc, can you please tell me exactly where it’s coming from?!? You’re killin me smalls!

First one is about a young girl who performed “Ode to Motherland” during Beijing’s opening. It was a delightful performance, but it turns out that she was lip-syncing! Lip-syncing wasn’t the problem actually, because the voice that was used belonged to a some other little girl, Yang Peiyi, and she wasn’t used because she wasn’t cute enough.

At first, I laughed. I know, I’m a jerk, it was pure comedy for me, but as I kept thinking about the situation and how Yang would’ve felt, my heart just dropped for the poor little undercover singer.

I can only imagine how the conversation had went…

“Hey Tiff, we love your voice, but we found a much cuter chick that’ll make this country look better. She can’t sing for shit, so we’re going to use your voice for her to lip-sync. Thanks!”

Yeah you’re welcome you selfish superficial sucking cocks!

When I first heard about it, I thought, “Man, this girl must be ugly as hell for them to only use her voice”, but when I looked at her photo and the photo of the imposter, I couldn’t even tell the difference between the two, except one’s hair is longer than the other, but other than that, all kids look a like:

Second story is about underage gymnasts from China. In order to participate in gymnastics for the Olympics you have to be at least 16 years old, but some of the girls of the Chinese Olympic team are supposedly younger than that.

China is denying the reports saying legal documents were shown, but I say fuck the documents. Fuck it. The cold hard evidence is THEM. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that these girls haven’t even reached the age of 16 yet.

You decide:

Sixteen my ass. I could pass for their mother if I looked sixteen again.

And third, is this picture of Spain’s basketball team doing slit-eyed gestures:

They don’t consider it to be inappropriate, but have they ever thought about the possible countless negative reactions that they’re about to receive from other people?

They remind me of the kind of friends I use to have that would make racist remarks right in front of you and they’d be about your or your background, but they have no idea that it could be incredibly offensive, and because it was not their intentions to hurt you, you can only forgive them for being so dumb.

Yeah, that’s how I see it with those guys. If they didn’t mean to insult us, then I can let it slide, but still, that’s a pretty dumb picture, assholes.

I haven’t updated in a while, I’ve been completely hooked on watching Beijing Olympics. It’s so ridiculous, man; I’m sitting on my couch all day watching the games. But that’s alright, it only happens every four years.

Yesterday the US men’s relay team (with Phelps) won 1st, beating the shit talking French by a hair, and it was awe-somely glorious. I was eating at a restaurant called BJs with my friends last night and they had the Olympics on TV, so I was able to watch them win victory.

Michael Phelps is getting hotter than ever, with his second gold metal of this year. This guy is a machine.

It’s so funny how fame and talent can make a person look so much better. To me, Phelps’s face isn’t that attractive. It’s kind of hideous actually, but the fact that he’s been winning so many gold metals, how there’s so much media attention focused on him, and has a gorgeous swimmers body, makes him an extreme hottie.

Yeah, I’d hit it, but only if he had a bag over his face.

Just kidding.