Shaking And Crying Over Love After War by Robin Thicke

Before the week ended, I was able to get a copy of Robin Thicke's Love After War. And I abhor it. I don't know why my friend John really liked it. I don't know what's with him and all those hippy and hoppy, lovey dovey soul music: It's frustrating and annoying.

For the thought of me I don't even know why I kept on hanging out with my friend John cause we are the exact opposite. He likes the things I hate and hate the things I love. For one thing, I hated music on a general view, same with movies especially by Hayao Miyazaki and Studio Ghibli. For another he shared me with this "fantastic art":

Miyazaki Funfare

Thanks to fartysister, my friend is yet again rolling on the floor ogling over this artwork. Kodus!

I don't know why war is such a necessary element in order to achieve peace. Like, why one has to quarrel and impose his point of view before others would have to accept it (or better yet be resigned and accept it without question.) Thicke's album is just so appropriately titled that I was *Shaking and Crying* as I action-quote X-Factor's Rachel Crow.

And another thing, be fooled by Immortal's dazzling trailer. The movie is just amazing owing to the fact of a lousy scriptwriting and directing, and lousy Gods.