Big thangs ain’t poppin’

So I’ve decided to start blogging again. Even though no one really reads my blogs. But that’s not the point! Point is, whenever I feel like ranting or raving or both, this will be your place to get in on all the action. If there is any.

Anywho, I’m getting really tired of award shows nowadays. All the hype they build up just leads to me grabbing my remote and hitting some random buttons because the shit’s so boring. Read: BET Hip-Hop Awards. Which really should be renamed to the BET Garbage Awards because only a fraction of the “artists” there should be considered “hip-hop.” Now before you guys start coming at me with torches, I love T.I. Or maybe just like a lot. But come on! Tying with Common? You KNOW they only gave him that award because they felt sorry for his dumb ass. Don’t free T.I. He needs time to think about his intelligence, or lack thereof.

And was I the only one who saw Ashanti dancing alone in the audience during Nelly’s performance? Boo is LAME!

I also got to watch MySpace whore Tila Tequila’s new show “A Shot At Love” on MTV. Hey, VH1 was gettin’ it with all the “love” shows, so you know MTV had to hop on the bandwagon eventually. And who better to do it with than some Asian chick with fake boobs who has more friends than anyone in the world? I’ll admit, she’s pretty hot, even with her square head. But bitch eliminated the HOTTEST guy in the competition the first night! So what if he’s a virgin? At least you know he doesn’t have some kind of disease with a long name like you probably do. Anyways, I’ll be watching all of the reruns when the season finale starts, because Lord knows I never watch new episodes the night they air.

I think I’ve just about ran out of things to rant about. Except I have to head over to MySpace to delete these fucking spam comments. I don’t want a fucking Macy’s Gift Card, dammit!