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I have this thing for pinup girls. Can’t stand stick thin models stalking down the catwalk looking as if they want to murder someone for depriving them of some greasy fries. They have this perpetual frown on their faces, and they twitch their toothpick of a body in such a painful manner I always suspect they might snap their limbs clean into two.

Pin-up girls, however, are classic beauties. They look healthy, happy, and their full figures makes even me – OKAY I think I better stop here. The animated pin-up girl arts makes me so happy. The shading is so awesome. Especially the shading of the skin. Pin-up girls always have this radiant pink glow. Unlike the models now who are either “snow white fair” or “bronzed tan”.

Honestly why is our perception of beauty so warped nowadays?

ANYWAYS. In response to the recent news of Jack Neo (there are many many headliners recently I notice) getting angry for having his MarkLee/Fann Wong movie (I don’t even bother to remember the title.) critisized for being a rip off of some Korean film; I SO AGREE. I never did like him. I just felt his films were embarrassingly childish and painfully afbf (act funny bo funny). The only reason why they sell is because there’s plenty of local references and satire, not the genuine excellence of the movie.

So when Jack Neo commented on how he thought Stephen Chow’s recent CJ7 was a rip off of a series of his movies, I could only laugh in response. OMG, PLEASE. He is STEPHEN CHOW for goodness sake. Why would a genius want to kope B grade movies? Granted, CJ7 was not one of his best works, but it was cute, and YES, Xu Jiao ROCKED like crazy.

According to Jack Neo, in CJ7 there was something about patching up old shoes and getting punished by the school for the lousy state of schools, a main theme of his show Homerun. HA. HAHAHA. FIRST OF ALL, THE PLOT FOR HOMERUN WAS TAKEN FROM AN INDIAN FILM, SUCKA. (Credits to Xinyi for her SUCKA phrase) SECOND, in CJ7 only a minor part was about the shoes. NEXT, in Stephen Chow’s highly acclaimed Shaolin Soccer, there was also something about sports shoes being patched together. HA, in your face J.N!

He also made other random accusations which did not make sense and seemed like pathetic attempts to frame Stephen Chow into some plot stealing man. YEAH RIGHT, YOU WISH, Neo. It made me cringe in shame for Singapore when someone local does something to determinedly foolish. Jack Neo asked why we insulted instead of supporting local work.

First of all, if you actually stop making unfounded, arrogant claims and lap up criticism (which if you’re dabbling in the art scene you should ALWAYS accept no matter whether they are true or not), you MIGHT make it big. I never liked him much, but what happened made me disrespect him even more, because it seemed incredibly childish to have retaliated in this matter.

If he had said something like, “I have my own integrity, and if you choose to believe I ripped it off, it’s your own choice.” I would have thought he was adept at handling such matters, but no. He went on to ramble and ramble and made a complete fool of himself. I believe that no criticism can be unconstructive. Even if it was said in a not so nice way, it should ALWAYS be taken into consideration so you can improve you work.

Yes, Jack Neo. Prove your capability through your work, not empty talk/accusations. When a man over forty can make a teenager feel sickened by his immaturity, there’s much to be said about him.

OMG MY GRAN IS DAMN PRO! In ONE night, she managed to sell $80 worth of Fiesta tickets to her Karaeoke class! AND she’s gonna sell more later. Easy peasy, simple pimple. She’s the moniter of her singing class okay!? Kudos to my gran.

I have this insatiable curiousity for random topics, which I do lengthy research of online. Topics vary, at least two per day. It can be anything, belly fluff to the Grimm Brothers. Twin connections to perfume origins. Which is prolly why I’m crammed to the brim with useless knowledge.

Haha this is so cute!

English has to be one of the hardest languages to understand. Read the paragraph below and try to understand the meaning.

Two individuals proceeded towards the apex of a natural geologic protuberance, the purpose of their expedition being the procurement of a sample of fluid hydride of oxygen in a large vessel, the exact size of which was unspecified. One member of the team precipitously descended, sustaining severe damage to the upper cranial portion of his anatomical structure; Subsequently the second member of the team performed a self rotational translation oriented in the same direction taken by the first team member.

In plain English what does this translate to?

Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water Jack fell down and broke his crown and Jill came tumbling after!

This one is even cuter!

One day a Panda entered a restaurant, ate the food, shot the waiter, and left the place. The owner of the restaurant went to the zoo to look for him and asked him why he did that. The Panda calmly pointed to a sign on his enclosure: Panda eats shoots and leaves.

SO CUTE! :DDD

I like songs with really strong beats. Like Timbaland’s The Way I Are. So anyways I wanna recommend Eve ft. Jay-Z’s Tambourine. Watch the vid, the starting’s really cute. Speaking of this Eve, I love her Give It To You. No, not the Timbaland Give It To Me. The Sean Paul one.
I cannot stand 50cent’s I Get Money. It’s conceited, su-per annoying, and the video pisses me off. Big Time. UGH IT IS IRRITATING. SHUT UP 50 CENT. YOU DO NOT OWN NEW YORK and the only money you’ll get from anyone is bribes for you to shut up.

I just cleaned my keyboard. It was getting just abit too gross for comfort. P:

If there’s one thing I find extremely moronic it would be how they create animated bloopers for animated films. HELLO. But it’s just plain retarded to do that because Bloopers are meant to be CANDID, not extra stuff created for the film. It loses all its humour when it’s man-made, not natural. Because the SOLE reason why it’s funny in the first place is because it’s unintentional.

Whenever I watch animated bloopers, I feel disgusted, cheated, and really mad. I especially hate it when it’s an animated film starring ANIMALS. Ugh. UGH! I don’t get what’s so interesting watching a film about animated ANIMALS. Therefore I absolutely HATE it when they create bloopers for animalistic animated film. WHY!?

ONE GOOD THING ABOUT ANIMATED FILMS IS THAT YOU DON’T HAVE TO HAVE OUTTAKES. It’s DRAWN. It’s MADE. It’s CREATED. There are NO ERRORS except when it comes to the creation of the animation. If you want bloopers, show how you accidently drew in extra arm for a character or colored in Cinderella’s dress blue instead of pink. DO NOT. DO NOT CHEAT YOURSELF BY DRAWING OUT ERRORS MADE BY THE CHARACTERS.

Animated bloopers infuriate me.

I think we should always capitalise our names to give our beings due respect.

I was doing my usual dose of daydreaming, and today I was daydreaming about finding a cure for cancer. And when I was relishing the make believe glory, fame and wealth, thinking up really impactful things to say during interviews, and fabricating excerpts of my autobiography and articles on me, it struck me how odd the whole situation seemed. Somehow I felt like I was missing something to be happy over.

I was pretty much disappointed with myself when I realised what. The whole point on finding the cure for cancer is to, well, cure cancer. Instead of basking over the joy of having save lives, I was ebullient over the fact that MY own lifestyle had elevated luxury. I admit to being superficial and materialistic, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t makes me upset.

Honestly, I never knew I was this bad.

Here is to proof reading my blog does NOT rot your brain but in fact keeps your brain juices pumpin’.

Bruce Lee’s actions were so fast they had to slow the film down as opposed to the orthodox method of speeding it up.

Ants don’t sleep.

In England, in the 1880’s, “Pants” was considered a dirty word.

Money doesn’t bring you happiness, but it enables you to look for it in more places.

Middle age is when broadness of the mind and narrowness of the waist change places.

If ATM stands for Automatic Teller Machine, why do we call it an ATM machine? And if PIN stands for Personal Identification Number, why do we call it a PIN number?

Why do people point at their watches when they want to know the time, but they never point to their crotch when they need to find the loo?

I NEVER NEVER EVER got this one figured out. It’s freakishly uncanny. Creepy, really.
http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/mind.php

ON FURTHUR OBSERVATION: I decided to wise up and crack the case of this stupid Mindreader thing. I tried doing it with as many numbers as I could. And I ended up with the same symbol. There MUST be some annoyingly genius mathematical trick in this thing. ):

Action & Consequence. I spun round & round & round the chair. It was fun. It didn’t give me the chance to think of anything else, much as I want to. Which is great. Round & Round & Round, such great, great fun. Everything inside you getting spun round and round and round like in a washing machine. All mixed up.

When you stop. Every single thing churning about in you halts. And you feel like throwing up. I don’t know, it’s just the most horrid feeling in the world, I hate it. I really do. Action & Consequence. If I want to do something I want to do, I have to bear the consequences. I want to spin on my chair, I love spinning. I need to get the sick sensation of barfing.

Sleeping – is pure bliss. Honestly, just pure bliss. It’s just so sick how when you sleep, doing the most enjoyable thing in the whole wide world, your brain has to shut down. We can’t even get to experience the most pleasurable thing on Earth when we are doing it. But shutting your brain down when you’re sleeping is part of what makes it so great, isn’t it?

The world can never be fair this way. No, wait. The world isn’t meant to be fair.

Hello. I don’t really blog for an audience now. I just do random ranting. They make sense to me, at least. Maybe one day I’ll come back, reread my posts, and come up with an answer to all my questions. Questions – I love them, they’re the best thing on Earth, next to sleeping. Just that you cannot ever enjoy sleeping. It takes time to get answers for your questions, but at least you get them eventually.

Back to the topic, I don’t blog for an audience. I blog for myself, for what I have to say. I mean, when I don’t have time (like I used to) to sit by myself and just think. Think about things no one bothers to know and stuff, I will just blog. And they spill. Just that. I don’t exactly blog them all. Yes, yes. Yes.