
Who gives a fuck about the VMA's? No, I have no desire to interview Avril Lavigne or ask her why she's such a cunt.
I am trying to enjoy all of you and see how you could possibly entertain me for 5 months. With that said, I adore Antasha! She is a complete sweetheart and I predict that she will be wiping her ass with the other 9 contenders. I actually do enjoy Katie too. Her "Hey ya" video really won me over! I swear to God, I got up and danced along with you baby! I was feeling it! Not gonna lie! I can really do without MissFallon. Not a big fan. She's not the most articulate person on the site and I have been getting some "Vote for me" comments from her. Fuck you! If I wanted to vote for you I would have. Nothing personal, just not my cup of tea. So who else is there? Caeser...Caeser....Uhmmmm....Caeser? Oh yeah! That Black dude! I kinda like him. He seems cool but I certainly don't think he will get picked. He seems too laid back. I'm not interested. Miss Camera? Cute picture but she doesn't do it for me. Dull Dull Dull Dull Dull! Seriously. Is that all 10? I guess these are the only ones I can think of. Sorry!
Congrats to all 10 of you. Just so I can say "I told you so", Congrats Antasha!
Could this be, Fresh Meat 2!? I would shit all over the place in excitement if it is!
Dirty Confession: I only wanted to do "Real World" so that I could eventually have an opportunity to be on a challange. "Fresh Meat" would have been perfect for me. I would have kicked ass requardless of which worthless veteran cast member was my teamate! I am hoping to God that this is in fact, going to be a casting site set up to find 12 brand new "Fresh Meat" kids. I would love it if BMP started making the challanges more physical and challanging. I really wanted to compete against people I have watched humiliate themselves on national television for years. Get ready for all this shit to start up again! Bring it on Mother Fuckers!
To everyone who wanted to make the show and didn't:
I have learned a lot over the past 2 months. Most importantly I have learned that I( and everyone else who auditioned) should NOT have to work this hard to be recognized.
This is all a big game. A game that I lost. I never anticipated competing to be casted. I never thought I should have to go out of my way to be appriciated. I wanted to get casted because someone felt I was outstanding.
So heres a message that I hope you'll all remember:
If something's meant to be than it'll be. Life's not a game. You can not make anyone desire you.
Ha!!!!!!!
Antasha all the way! She was the only recognizable hopeful on the casting special. She was the only person who was consistantly a front runner from day one. She's smart and sweet and most importantly, she is attractive! If I was casting this season, I would definetely find a spot for her.
Now lets look back people...
Everyone who made it to the TOp 10 is fairly attractive! A lot of you people sitting here wondering why you didn't get picked, wonder no more! You're not pretty enough! It's the Real World! They should change the intro to
"7 aspiring models/actors and heroine addicts pick to live in a house....blah blah blah blah blah...."
It's just kinda funny to think that someone who is obcessed with this show is going to be on it! Someone who has little to no social life is going to be sequestered in a house with 6 other people. Sheer Entertainment People!
All hell's going to break loose!
I'll tune in for season 20 even if I'm not on
myspace.com/jamesc87
When I think of all the time I wasted on this site, I could cry
I want a fucking webcam video! Fuck votes! Fuck top 50! Fuck all of you boring cave dwellers!
I deserve an interview. I can honestly say that I am one out of a very small group of "quality" people in this sorry ass excuse for a competition.
The reality of this situation is that the Top 50 spent the past 2 months haunting their peers to vote for them. Maybe 5 out of 50 actually have fans who vote for them. The solid 45 other shitbags have harassed each and every member of this site to earn votes. Bullshit! The fans don't give a shit. The fans want what they saw on TV....ME!!!!!!!!!
So to all of you young hopefuls out their who made it to the casting special but weren't outstanding enough to outlast these hideous monsters in the top 50, KUDOS! Theres a reason you were shown on tv. Good Job. None of these asshole can hold a candle to me. So take that producers. Shove it up your ass and then shit it out in your mother's face
XOXOJimmyJames
Really wanted that interview.
It was fun while it lasted
Wise up, guys!
You're gonna have to watch one of these fools for months
On another note....It's my birthday!!!!! Tequila for everyone!
I have more problems than Lindsey Lohan on Cinco De Mayo.
I'm such an angry, bitter person. I'm just mad at the world and everyone in it! I have no respect for anyone and I can't find any reason to. I am a nasty little fuck.
Recently, Someone told me that I am the most angry person he' ever met. He looked at me and told me how amazing it was to see all of this anger embedded inside one person. He begged me to channel all of this passion and energy into a positive form because the amount of energy I was wasting being anger, was only going to hurt me.
I've come to realize that I am going to have to kick this pesimistic act and become more positive for myself. With that said, I am trying to channel this negative energy and aggression into something productive and be outstanding
I'll leave you with the last word of advice that actually stuck with me...
"You have so much anger inside you. You're either going to be phenomenal or dead by the time you're 25."
Alright, this is the question I've been waiting to answer
How do I (Jimmy "James" "Holla at cha boy" Corvino) handle conflicts?
3 steps
1-Cut them down real low
2-Say anything necessary to hurt someone's feelings( This is especially convient if you know about someone's past)
3-Resort to
Physical violence
Now, the funny thing is, I can be very confrontational. However, I do not like being called out especially when I don't feel like verbally defending myself.
A lot of times, If I am in an arguement, it easily become violent. If I am trying to get my point across and you are just not getting it, I've always thought "Well, maybe I can smack some sense into your dumb ass". This is not good. Although it may release some of my anxiety for the moment, it also may lead to vicious rage and or violate my parole.( Just Kidding, Just Kidding!) But seriously, I hate when people pick fights with me. They should know that they're going down from the second they open their big mouths. I will ripped you apart and eat you alive. I tend to be childish when it comes to confrontation. I hit them where it hurts and I touch on anything that's going to set them off. Preferably, low blows!
I have a tendency to morph into this obnoxious monster once someone tries pushing my buttons.
I am hyper defensive and over-reactive. I can not let things go. If you insult me or embarass me, you're going to pay the consequence. Fuck Karma! I would love to say"I'll just ignore you and you'll get yours!" (since I am a firm believer in karma) But Karma is like Santa clause, he has a lot of other people to tend to before he can retaliate against my enemies. I take matters into my own hands. I will end this by say that it will make your life much easier if you're my friend.
I have no enemies. People fear me.
Christ, I'm such an asshole
Do you feel like this approach is affective?
Now, I am not a complete jerk off because I am damm well that there are other ways to solve conflict. I just get insulted very easy. I do not like feeling insulted or embarassed. It's the worst feeling in the world. So the short answer to this question is ...absolutely not!
Lately, I have been trying to change. Approaching situations with the "Kill them with kindness" approach. It's hard! Just sitting back smiling while people back hand slap you! It's the most difficult thing I've ever had to do.
Most people have an angel and a devil in their head. The devil, of chorse, provoking you to be devient while the angel sits back, shakes her head and convinces you to do "the right thing".
I, on the other hand have two morbidly obese black women chatting about thrift stores and hotdog venders. They not very helpful!
So I have come to the conclusion that:
Violence isn't the only way to solve conflict, but it's the only way to win!
Remember that kids!
Love you all for real
I grew up thinking that I deserved so much more than my family had to offer. I always felt deprived no matter how much I had. I was an ungreatful little mother fucker. I gave my parents hell and contributed to most of their heart conditions.
My family consists of my brother, little sister and older brother.
Eight years ago I came home to find my mother lying dead on her bedroom floor. I held her as she died in my arms and always wondered if there was anything I could have possibly done to save her.
Since my mother died, my family has slowly grown apart. I never really had a relationship with my mom. Till this day I try and think back on moments were I can actually remember anything about her. It's so hard to keep the good memories close when it's the bad that haunts you.
I always wonder if she would be proud of me at this point in my life. I wonder if she'd be supportive of me.
My dad never really played the father role well. Growing up, it seemed like he was only around to discipline me. I was a bad kid; always getting into trouble, but I can assure you I never deserved to be treated the way I was treated. I hated my dad for years. I was terrified of him. Sometimes I would get into trouble just to have my parents pay attention to me for 5 seconds. A lot of times, I had no other interaction with my father unless he was beating the shit out of me.
My brother and I have never really seen eye to eye. We grew up at eachother's throats. I recall impaling his foot with a pencil after he threw a football at my face and broke all of my teeth. We never have the same opinions. We are exact opposites. For a while he was just the guy on the id I was using to get into bars. Recently, I have learned to except him for who he is instead of being so disapointed every time he scumbags me. I haven't had it out with him in a long time. He's funny as hell and I really appriciate him.
It seems like it's me against the world but I have always had one person on my side through everything I've been through.
Growing up, my little sister looked up to me. She would try to take the fall for me when I got into trouble and beg my parents not to hit me. Now a days, I find myself relying on my little sister more than anyone in the world. She's my baby. I love her more than anything in the world. I am not a violent person but if you ever fuck with Michelle, I will ripped your face off and shove it up your mother's twat.
Lately, I feel like I have no life at home what so ever. Anytime I do come home, it's like I never lived there. My dad and I can not have a conversation for shit. My sister is so consumed in her relationship and my brother is in his own little world.
They all talk slow to me because they always think I'm drunk or hung over. No one really takes me serious and I would love to change everyone's perception of me.
I've never felt "loved" by my family. I have never felt supported either. I feel like I've worked to the best of my ability with the hand I've been dealt and I have nothing to show for it.
I grew up thinking that I deserved so much more than my family had to offer. I always felt deprived no matter how much I had. I was an ungreatful little mother fucker. I gave my parents hell and contributed to most of their heart conditions.
My family consists of my brother, little sister and older brother.
Eight years ago I came home to find my mother lying dead on her bedroom floor. I held her as she died in my arms and always wondered if there was anything I could have possibly done to save her.
Since my mother died, my family has slowly grown apart. I never really had a relationship with my mom. Till this day I try and think back on moments were I can actually remember anything about her. It's so hard to keep the good memories close when it's the bad that haunts you.
I always wonder if she would be proud of me at this point in my life. I wonder if she'd be supportive of me.
My dad never really played the father role well. Growing up, it seemed like he was only around to discipline me. I was a bad kid; always getting into trouble, but I can assure you I never deserved to be treated the way I was treated. I hated my dad for years. I was terrified of him. Sometimes I would get into trouble just to have my parents pay attention to me for 5 seconds. A lot of times, I had no other interaction with my father unless he was beating the shit out of me.
My brother and I have never really seen eye to eye. We grew up at eachother's throats. I recall impaling his foot with a pencil after he threw a football at my face and broke all of my teeth. We never have the same opinions. We are exact opposites. For a while he was just the guy on the id I was using to get into bars. Recently, I have learned to except him for who he is instead of being so disapointed every time he scumbags me. I haven't had it out with him in a long time. He's funny as hell and I really appriciate him.
It seems like it's me against the world but I have always had one person on my side through everything I've been through.
Growing up, my little sister looked up to me. She would try to take the fall for me when I got into trouble and beg my parents not to hit me. Now a days, I find myself relying on my little sister more than anyone in the world. She's my baby. I love her more than anything in the world. I am not a violent person but if you ever fuck with Michelle, I will ripped your face off and shove it up your mother's twat.
Lately, I feel like I have no life at home what so ever. Anytime I do come home, it's like I never lived there. My dad and I can not have a conversation for shit. My sister is so consumed in her relationship and my brother is in his own little world.
They all talk slow to me because they always think I'm drunk or hung over. No one really takes me serious and I would love to change everyone's perception of me.
I've never felt "loved" by my family. I have never felt supported either. I feel like I've worked to the best of my ability with the hand I've been dealt and I have nothing to show for it.
The Good
Deep down, I have a big heart. I really try to make everyone around me happy. I'm also usually the comedy relief anywhere I go. I like to make people laugh. I enjoy being funny. I'm driven. I have set goals for myself and I plan on reaching each and every one of them. I'm creative. I like to make my own clothes. I have trouble finding any stores that have jeans and t shirts that i like so usually I end up designing my own stuff. I also tend to draw on my walls when I'm bored.
I'm a very confident person. I know I am attractive and I know that certain people treat me different just because of the way i look. That was a good thing right? :)
The Bad
I have a habbit of talking first and thinking later. I am extremely reactive. Whatever emotion I am feeling at a particular moment, immediately comes out through my actions. Lately I am realizing that I really just have to take a minute and try to ignore certain feelings. It's just difficult for me. I talk a lot but I don't say much at all.I'm also very vain. It's makes people around me very uncomfortable. I try not to be but sometimes I feel like my confidence is all I have.I want to be understood so bad sometimes that I don't realize when my point is not valid. I want to change more than anything in the world. I really do.
The Ugly
I have an ugly ass bump on my nose that I would definetely love to part with. It's so Greasy ,off the boat Italian :0