it was only a kiss
(Friday, May 18, 2007)
love sucks.
that's right, i got it right the first time. love is the beginning of all the misery that existed in the history of human kind. say one fucking day you were so fucking bored you had an urge to climb a fucking holy mountain to seek advise from the distinctive o-holy-one-that-sits-on-the-mountain-doing-not-all-day-long-waiting-for-idiot-to-question-the-secret-of-life, he'll probably tell you that:
a) you're a fucking nutcase for climbing all the way to the mountain when you can fucking email him.
b) hahahaha, you're a dumbass, really. (from this moment on, your ear will be clogged only by the waves of laughter for a good 5 minute)
c) love sucks!
truly, the initial encounter with love is one of the most amazing things that could touch a person's life. there's the occasional butteflies, and in some isolated cases, some floating sensation. theoritically, there is absolutely nothing bad about falling in love. that, only applies at the beginning.
the consequences, however, are severe, it gets as ugly as a gay ogre orgy or worst. within a blink of a eye, the rainbow becomes a ring of fire, the beauty becomes the beast, well the rest i'd rather let your imagination run wild. the conclusion is, love will always find their way to your ass.
not matter how bad things goes, one will always never let it up so easily. they would want to go through all the unnecessary adversaries just to experience the light swept of love's tender again, as ungenerous as it might get. even when things go ugly ugly again, the first soft touch always holds more weight than the latter.
i have to stop drinking these fucking black beers to get rid of them fucking hangovers. damn.
Expectation.
(Monday, May 07, 2007)
i am fairly disappointed at beyonce and shakira's new song. more accurately, i'm disappointed with their video most of all. what i expected to be the sluttiest music video, a little soft porn like, didn't turn up to my expectation.
firstly, the video looks way too exotic for me to find it sexy. yes, yes, i do strongly believe that there's some fetish for such genre of engrossment but for me, i might as well watch someone else's grandma give a lap dance. actually, that doesn't really work for me either but you get the idea.
when they announce that shakira the weirdo and beyonce the princess of massive thigh were gonna a song together, they managed to convince me that it's gonna automatically be on familiar grounds of sexiness. chicks with a lot of skin (mainly cleavage) doing their thang', if you know what i mean. hell, having them look like twin morons prancing about the screen doesn't fucking turn anyone on, it's as good as having a scarecrow. fuck that exotic dance shit. didn't they ban that shit last few centuries ago or soemthing?
if i were to have it my way, i'm gonna have some girl-girl kissing action going on at the beginning of the video, anything less would be catatonic. well, with an opening scene on a video like that, there's no fucking way it's not gonna score viewers. after that they can have a 1/2 hour track talking about their butthair and us blokes will still be fascinated. oh, and all fucking means, get rid of that idiotic song, it's sad, pathetic and it makes my tummy upset everytime i hear it on radio. did i mention they lyrics are shitty? even if the lyrics are of shakespeare quality, it still sounds like fart.
the lesson learnt from this whole beyonce-shakira collaboration is
- eccentric artist (shakira) should have stick with themselves and not obtrusively blend around anyone at all. they can have muthafucking tom cruise if they like. i seriously think tom-jump-around-chair-in-oprah-sick-little-shit-cruise have some vocal talents. if they are horny, the broom would help them with their heat.
- chicks that's just over a relationship (beyonce) should not be allowed into making any form of records 6 (six) months after. then go for an interview with the music board or something that regulates the industry. if they proved to be meticulously snagful or bitter, they need to be buried alive.
there's an american idol coming out everyone year, one or two missing stars won't make no difference to world.
god dammit, is it that hard to know what people wanna watch on tele?
Pause
(Wednesday, May 02, 2007)
there's nothing more soothing than a lazy afternoon with books and music.
well, evidently, there is, but let's not go there.
