hahaha this is so cute!

American Idol shwoopies!!!!

Yes AI just totally made my day, it never fails to put a smile on my face, be it the ridiculously hilarious singers or the really really great ones whose singing gives a million goosebumps, I could forget about all the worries, all the problems while watching AI.

It really made me believe the recent revelation that is "if you've got what it takes, no one could stand in your way"--even more. I tink all intelligent TV lizards can tell at first glance who can sing and who can not, or rather who's got it and who's not. it's like immediate, from the look, the way they carry themselves...its pretty damn obvious. Yes, i know "dun judge a book by its cover"...but...how about a bad book may have a good cover, but a good book may never have a bad cover. its pretty true with ppl oso i tink, its like some ppl just don from head to toe with lovelies with lovely names but still look like a piece of shit, or maybe a processed piece of shit, but still a piece of shit nonetheless; while some can just wear a simple bland tee and simple bland bottom and woala just blows u away.... well of course there are always the lovely ppl who look even more lovely with more lovely adornments on and about them, and the helpless people who couldn't and can't afford to look any better. so regarding looks, if you've got the beauty, even rags look like gowns in your light, but if you haven't got any beauty, you'll only let the lovelies steal the light away, like "oooh she's got a diamond ring! but i wont care less for who she is, all that she is, is the diamond only."

again, this is not just about looks, looks alone are just plain superficial, looks alone can only tell ppl a tiny portion about who and what you are. in being a person, ur brought up, ur content is what you are. i have just the perfect wrong example in my house. this is one who adorns himself with brands after brands after brands, and carries ladies' handbag (or i choose to see that way). no matter how sophiscated and supposingly "hunky" he looks on the outside, on the dinning table, he eats like a beggar. i don't tink he realises this, aside from the irritation his eating habits causes to the poor fellow dinning people, it is he who ultimately looks bad. (how about the image of a bling-looking pig eating a mudpie) i know its kinda mean for me to badmouth him all the time, (if u bother, he's the raging inspiration behind all my ranting posts) but why not use it when i have such convincing and convenient example at hand. I have said "he is not part of my life", i meant to be mean but i'd find it really hurtful if someone said tt to me, i cant help it, he just brings the worst out of me.

well back the point of the post, that if you've got the 实力, you cant be stopped, in fact people will give you a helping hand, this is what AI is doing. I bet all those people who came out saying "this show sux, kissmyXXX, im nver gonna watch this show again, ibet they duno how to sing themselves" will be the ones feeding on the show for survival themselves, lala, because they want to see how others can do worse than they did so to boost their injured egos, this is very understandable, and very funny to watch. then again, even tho some of them who din got it all, they still went and gave it go, the whole courage of it is heartening. its better than ppl who know they've got what it takes but lack the courage to show it.

for now, in this dire economic situation, i am expectedly gonna dorn rags and tree leaves in the near future, so ima not going to drool after clothes and shoes and bags anymore, ima going to scorn the spoiled brats who spend their parents' hard-earned money frivolously, and ima going to invest in things with much higher marginal returns eg. myself. yep...so Happy Nu Year, and may all's ang bao not shrink and have a prosperous year ahead!

nah i dun feel like blogging actually

go visit the webpage called "cute overload", it makes u tink the world is a better place.

omg 辣。。。辣死人

My whole family is hooked on this super hot chapalang stuff we bought from this store in chinatown, we have...let's see...duck feet, duck wings, duck liver, duck heart and duck neck...yes all duck, and we love them, and we bought 重辣 for all, which is like ultimate level of 辣. I can safely eat everything except the duck feet, which is SUPER FUCKING 辣！！！I was watching my parents eat, coz i dont dare, wa then they eat until very HAPPY! So i Decided to try....and i only nibbled of one joint from the toe....my whole tongue felt like its on FIRE! wabiang, its 辣 to the max, so much that one small bit only I started tearing alr...and my Dad is still happily devouring the rest of it, and keep giving me the "OMG 好吃!" look........shit..........my threshold for 辣is nothing compared to my parents, how am I going to enjoy all the good food back in 成都 if i cannot eat 辣? it will be like going to a food expo and only able to drink tap water....so I have decided to climb the proficiency scale in 辣-eating. and so hopefully when i eventually graduate from it, i can go eat the “变态”辣味 with my parents, which is freaking popular back in 成都 now.

i am very irritated

i am getting very irritated with everything, everyone, known or not known, i am just in the mood to find fault in everything and everyone around me.

fuck, i hate to organise outings, which is irritating and disappointing, for one ppl dont return ur calls and reply ur sms, only zillion hours later they tell u they are free coz they havn got a job...and freaking the day before the outing, only after i asked, they tell me they cannot make it! will it freaking hurt to tell me a bit earlier?? har! its yux and irritating! which is anyhow ask me to organise, happily tell me will confirm turn up, thn now leave me hanging.....wabiang, very happy izzit......sux........i should happily prepare a bucket of dung to throw at ppl that irritates me.

i hate reading ppls blogs who write like they are talking to someone, with no proper substance, just boring recounts of what had happened that day, it doesnt hurt to do it once in awhile but hello, blogs are not navigation journals, not for you to record what time u wake up, what time u leave house, what time u freaking take a shit in the poohole! its irritating to read this kind of blogs. and its even more irritating to know tht ppl do actually follow this kind of blog and comment that "hey love ur blog, keep it up!" i can just show u what i ate last night here, its much more interesting. yux...hypocrites and shallow little humans...they are to be squashed out one by one like the flies in the iphone game SWAT.

then again i hate to read blogs that are censorred and muffled, such tat aft u read time n time agn, i still duno what exactly the persons talking about, most of the time is things to do wif their significant other halves. like "omg i hate myself for not being caring enough...she was sick, and i said these and that kind of stuff...yux i hate myself" yes, i hate u too! chew on ur keyboard asshole!

sheesh....i find artsy ppl irritatin as well..(im saying this coz i am irritated now)...because of the air of arrogance around many of them......its just...they purposely speak with a different slang, walk wit a different style, act in a different manner...and i suppose that makes u one of kind, and possibly artsy...
ok to be fair, there are definetly real artsy ppl that sucks ur attention dry the moment they appear, like the air suddenly smells nicer and the world less insane when they are around. to be double fair again, these are the exotic minorities who actually mastered themselves, outside this circle of perfection is a hopeless bunch of ppl too trying and too far from perfect, suck on it suckers! i wish i had a bloody camera, so that i could capture proof, and probably show the contrast btw a goddess and a goddess-wannabe-but-failed-at-it.

thn again, i must say i love the lasalle campus, its really one of a kind, even tho i cant make out the meaning behind every piece of displayed art, or the architecture itself, some innate feelings stirs at the sight of them, and the whole atmosphere was artsy and probbing. like the "black hole" which is a pond with a human statue rising out of its depth...the word "(re)production" describes it so well, with a elusive connection btw black hole n production that seems to be there, but yet so undefined.

yes, i am positive that i am gg mad for the moment,i just lately realized that the world isnt a peaceful place that it had appeared to me for the past decade, it is filled with evil and sinister motives tat haunts u when u sleep. someone who lives right next to ur room can be a total stranger and may one day just rob u naked. sometimes i hate to see the underside of human nature, the vanity that keeps the financially crippled to keep scouring for branded materials, to satisfy that gapping whole of insecurity within by keeping up a bright appearance...stupid and disgusting. why the hell make urself so miserable in order to keep up the facade while inside u are just an insecure asshole who could still turn back if u just listened. but no, u chose to scorn n ignore words of kindness and wisdom, and so it is expected that one day u will end up with nothing.

as an example of irritating bloggers, this is what they do at the end of their posts. "ok, i tink i am very sleepy now, so i shall stop writing here k? goodnite everybody, i love you all very much! and she turns and goes to sleep. xoxo. love ya. muacks...." irritating or not?