I will be closing down this site very soon! Actually, to be more specific, I will stop posting on this site and move my blog to vent x vain. This site will no longer be utilized as my personal blog. I do plan to keep an archive of all my posts here, so that they can still be found. Hopefully, the few people who visited my blog will find their way over to my new site. Also, to be clear, I am not running away or bitching-out on something I did here… I am just tired of this alias right now and wanting something new; I will continue to own this domain [antid0ll.com and antid0ll.net] When the switch is made permanently, the layout on this site will be taken down, the home page will give you an option of whether or not to browse the archives of this site or to go to the new site. I am still antid0ll – the anti-Barbie and the pro-authentic.F*ck fakers!
I don’t have tumblr anymore, that is where I would usually make a post ike this, about totally random/unimportant stuff. So we saw Transformers: Revenge of The Fallen yesterday, and it was amazing! It was like action from beginning to end, a lot of comedy, some drama, a little bit of the mushy stuff. I love Shia LaBeouf, he is one of my favorite actors, but Megan Fox is not the shit at all. Oh my goodness! They showed the teaser trailer for ‘The Last Airbender‘ and I am SO nervous. I had heard about the movie being made, but I did not know it’s a M. Night Shyamalan film. I love the Avatar cartoon, but if there is one thing you can expect from Shyamalan, it’s to be dissapointed. I am going to be extremely pissed off if he butchers the Avatar live-action film; I’m already worried about the casting, Dev Patel as Zuko… no thank you.
I visited an old friends’ site, just because I know them well enough to know that they’d talk about me. It may seem vein, but I was right. They made a youtube video where, among other things, they called me fake. Of course, like a bitch, they didn’t say my name; I know my own flaws well enough to recognize when one is being made fun of. What’s hilarious to me is that they said something along the lines of “you try to be friends with people, you do things for them…” and if you know me and you know them, well… you know it’s all bullshit.
To you: The truth of the matter is, I’ve been honest about who I was and how I would be from the get-go. Just because it doesn’t agree with your own idea of how I should be, doesn’t mean it’s fake. Just because you have spotty perception and only see things how you want to doesn’t mean it’s fake. Just because you’re ignorant doesn’t mean I’m fake; it just means you don’t know enough about anything to realize whether or not something is authentic.
What’s worst is, you think that you’re not fake. This is the best part, considering you’ve created a whole “Barbie” persona. The definition of a doll is a small replica of a person; used as a toy. Barbie is a plastic, man-made object that has no mind and no soul. If you call yourself a Barbie, you need to accept that you assume all the qualities of a doll; mindless and soulless.
You think you’re better than people that you are just like. You’re one of the most inauthentic people I know. Everything you do, you bite from someone else. Your hair, your clothes, your whole style is taken from a celebrity you want to emulate. Whatever the latest trend is with your favorite celebrities is whatever you get into. The reason we stopped being close is not because we “grew apart,” its because I started being bothered by how you really were, self-centered and stupid; and you didn’t like that I liked someone better than you. You found someone you could play with and manipulate, and that’s what you want out of a friend.
As a friend I’ve kept quiet my opinions about you and your choices. I chose not to judge you, even though I wasn’t given the same respect. The truth is, I think you’re dumb. I genuinely hate reading anything you write, because it looks like it’s written by a grade-schooler in remedial classes. I’ve tried to hint at your lack of correct punctuation and spelling, or complete misuse of words, but you never got it. I think you’re immature, and I rank your mental capacity among that of an 8th grader. You stopped developing when we left Jr. High, and as a person, you haven’t changed, grown, or evolved a bit. It was fun when we were both teens, but now we’re both adults and it’s irksome… I’m over it. You have nothing to offer me, as a friend, and nothing to offer the world.
Losing Michael Jackson was honestly like losing a member of the family, I was raised by his music, I discovered the love of music and dance though him. I am sad, but I am also relieved. Though Michael Jackson was still young, and his death is sudden and tragic, I find solace in knowing that I can put on a CD and hear his beautiful voice. I can put on a DVD and watch him perform. I can put his name into a search box, press enter, and see pictures that span decades, watch videos, hear music, and experience art by him, of him, and inspired by him. Though he is gone from this world physically, he is forever and always in our hearts. He lives on through his amazing music and he continues to inspire generations of artists after him. I am comforted by this, and I am at peace with it.
R. I. P. Michael Joseph Jackson | August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009
