Some people cried watching 'The Notebook'. I cried watching 'Rambo'

"Your tears disgust me"

I hate crying at movies. I don't know why, probably because it's embarrassing. I also think it's partly because I'm an ugly crier (and laugher too, but thats another blog). I remember when I was a little kid watching Gremlins with my Grandparents, when the old dude comes to take back Gizmo because Billy was pretty much the worst thing to happen to him, and Gizmo is like "BYE BILLY"...I ran to the washroom to bawl my adorable little eyes out. I 

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didn't want anyone seeing me cry, knowing that I cried, none of it. I'm sure it was obvious, but even now I'm the same way. I pride myself on the fact that I didn't cry during Titanic. I cheated (I just looked away at the sad parts...lol), but WHATEVER. I won't go see movies where you can tell someone is going to die of cancer, or find the love of their life and then they die, or people have an awesome pet and then it dies. There's enough shit in real life to make me cry, I don't need to cry more.

Ok. My point. I knew I'd get here eventually. So you can pretty much gather that I go out of my way to avoid tearjerkers...well imagine my surprise when I found myself crying...watching RAMBO.

That's right, Rambo with Sylvester Stallone, the one that came out in 2008. That one. Where John Rambo goes to Burma and a bunch of shooting and killing goes on. It's a good (enough) movie, don't get me wrong. I didn't cry because it was awful. No, that happened when I watched "The New Guy". I cried because for some reason, in my head the violence that was going on seemed so real, and I actually felt like people in Burma had to live in these conditions. If you haven't seen the movie, these army dudes come into this village at one part and just start shooting people with machine guns. There's some pretty awesome head shots with flying brain chunks, but then there's also like, innocent women and kids being shot at random...and I started crying because I was thinking about how lucky I was to live in a 1st world country where I didn't have to worry about getting machine gunned while I'm picking up cat food at No Frills. HOW FUCKING LAME IS THAT?