Brad Pitt/Anthony Hopkins weekend.

My weekend was just dedicated to those two men.
Saturday, i watched 'Meet Joe Black,' starring Brad Pitt and Anthony Hopkins; and today, i watched 'Legends of the Fall,' also starring Brad Pitt and Anthony Hopkins. :)

*Sigh* have you ever seen a movie and you feel as if you know the character? If you haven't...watch the movie, 'Legends of the Fall' and i promise you by the end of the movie, you'll swear you know the character(s), especially Brad Pitt's character, 'Triston.'

i love this quote about Triston:

"...It was those who loved him most who died young. He was a rock they broke themselves against however much he tried to protect them..."

you'll understand that quote, once you see the movie...TOO much people loved him...meaning, everyone wanted a piece of him...& when he couldn't give himself to them...it was trouble.


What a man that Triston is....if i had the chance to bring could bring any movie-character to life, he'd be it!
Truth is, i was never up on brad the way people used to always be on him. I never really got the whole 'OMG BRAD PITT' appeal...UNTIL now! (i was more on George Clooney's old ass.) But then again, i'm watching OLD Brad Pitt movies, so maybe thats why im getting all his sex appeal now. But DAMN he lookin' good in these two movies. He looked good in 'Meet Joe Black,' but he look even better in 'Legends of the Fall!' My weakness has always been guys with long hair, but my God, that man named Brad Pitt can wear a pony tail...i have never seen long hair look so sexy on a man before!


'Legends of the Fall' was everything and more. My dad thought the movie was 'slow,' but it wasn't slow for me...at all. Unlike him, i don't just watch a movie to see ass-kicking. I watch it for the story. And 'Legends of the Fall' had a great story behind it! That why i say by the time you finish it, you'll feel as if you know the characters. Through-out the movie, you learn to love each character...even Brad Pitt's hard-ass, bad ass, sexy ass, character! ;]



The one part when Brad Pitt was running trying to save him baby brother from dying, i cried! (nothing new, right?) But that part was soooo sad! And then the part when he was sitting by the brothers grave and crying...sighs* it was so sad! Especially when he was crying so much, he put his hands over his eyes! Lol i was cryinnnnggg like crazy! I was there talking to the TV screaming, “Triston! don't cry! Don't cry Triston!”


(ask anyone, i'm the worst person to watch a movie with because i get sooooo into the movie! Nothing matters when my TV and DVD Is playing...)


but it was really good. I'm so glad Anthony Hopkins was in this movie. I adore that man. I really do. He's just so charming. I don't know if the way he speaks or how he looks, i don't know what it is. He's adorable. I wanna meet him just so i can hug him. I think its his accent. He's either Irish or Scottish. I love the scenes when he gets angry. I love to hear him yell because his accent comes out. If i ever meet him, i'll step on his shoe to pinch him while im hugging him, just so he can scream at me.

I reached that point in the year 2008.

While i was going through it; i saw it as punishment.

I couldn't understand why i was going through it.

But now...I look back and I realize...It was the biggest blessing.

Now, i understand why i had to go through it.....

...thank you God.

Negro please...you wish!


I don't believe in feeding people's ego. Call me mean, call me shady, but i just won't do it.

FACT: When you expect something from me? i won't deliver; but if you be humble and hope i'd do something, then i may do it. I don't live my life measuring up to people's expections....i couldn't care less if i live up to YOUR expections or not...]

Perfect example; Yesterday evening, i was sitting my living room watching a movie with my mom, when out of no-where the telephone rings. (Mind you, when the phone rings, i never answer it, because its never for me. I have a cell phone, and if any of my people need to get into contact with me, they know my number.) So the phone rings, and i don't even blink because A) I'm so into the movie I'm watching, because Christian Bale was in it (& i love me some Christian Bale!) and B) the phone is never for me.

So it was a surprise to hear my mother's mom say, “Daniella, come here, phone for you.” say what? Phone for me? I got up with an attitude to get the phone because truthfully, I was little irked. I didn't know who it was, but i knew one thing...whoever it was damn sure wasn't more important then my movie i was so into.

So when i said, "Hello?" some dude began talking.

And he was like “Hi daniella, good-day, this is _________. you remember me? I was just calling you....” this and that. And then I took a while to respond because by the time i realized WHO it was...i was PISSED!
I was upset at the fact that he interrupted my movie, I was pissed that he called my house phone without MY permission, because for you to even GET my house number, you had to pull up my personal file up, and go through my information to get my house number. And last but not least, i was pissed because HOW DARE HE think i would remember him after a year?
Crazy thing is, I DID remember him. I don't forget people or faces, no matter how big or small a part they may have played in my life. Its very rare that I'd forget a person, or their name.

You know why i got upset? I got upset because he was SO confident thinking that i would remember him. He's full of ego, and i don't work well with egocentric people. Take that shit somewhere else. When he kept asking me over and over again, if i remember him, i played dumb and kept saying, “no” (with a attitude attached.) Like i said, i knew damn well who he was, but i wasn't gonna blow smoke up that nigga's ass to make him feel good about himself. His ego needs to know that after a year, or more, you can't just call up someone out the blue, and EXPECT that person to remember you.
& honestly, even if i did let him know i remember him...then what? It ain't let we was gonna hang out or become best friends. Nigga, know your role, you a stranger.

Let me clear this up for those people who think i went about this the wrong way. Its not a problem to call someone and HOPE they remember you. But don't expect them too. You aren't anymore special then the next person. If you really believe you are, then you full of ego. There's a very thin line between ego and confident. If your ego is talking, you'll EXPECT that person to remember you, whereas, if your confident, you would say humbly, “ya know, i really hope you remember me, or i was hoping....” Not i thought you'd remember me....why would I? Tell me, What makes you so special?

*Background information: When i first moved to Trinidad, i met that guy at the police station where i went to register myself, and give my background information. He was the officer taking the information. And while he was taking the information, he was telling me about himself, because for some reason, when people met me, they just open up and over-load me with information about themselves. (Which i don't mind, but remove your ego before you speak to me.) I met him ONCE, over a YEAR ago....as i said, WHY would he assume i would remember him? He isn't any more special then the person i met yesterday, or the day before.

It sounds cold, and honest. But in my mind, everyone is on the same level. The homeless man on the street gets the same treatment that the boss at my job would get. Kinds words and a smile. Nothing more, nothing less. In my mind, you are no better then the next person.
Sounds harsh, but it isn't.

Why do i think that way?
Simple, like everything else in my life, trace it back to God.
We're all human, we're all fucked up in our own way. & in God's mind, no-one is better then anyone. We're all equal. Each of us have talents and gifts to bring to the table, we all have something unique and special about ourselves. So don't come at me with an attitude that says your more important then the next person. I know it isn't you talking, it's your ego. But i don't work well with ego's. Remove your ego, before you speak to me.
If homeboy had come at me with a humble attitude saying, "i hope you remember me.." rather then EXPECT me to remember him...then things could of went in his favor. To bad, at least next time he'll know better.
If he was smart, he'd do like me, and turn a embarrassing or bad situation around and see the positive in it. Next time around he'll know not to call someone's house after a year expecting them to know who he is, next time he'll know to respect the word, 'CONFIDENTIALITY.' And next time he'll know to just move on, and let the past be the past. Never try to bring the past back into your future. You'll just make a mess.