I realised that what I've been blogging are usually about my weekends. that suck. i mean the moments i want to treasure shouldn't only be on the weekends should it? bleargh.
so anyways, i was about to fall asleep to this really really good dream i was GOING to have until shrul called. since i hung up on him just because i wanted to continue sleeping, now i cant. dolat dolat. sigh. ever since the beginning of the year channel v and mtv has been playing lots of japan and korean songs. its irritating. i don't get how u can appreciate it. it's like listening to 10seconds of the same thing over and over again. and it can last up to 5mins i tell you! oh, and RAIN. i seriously do NOT think ure hot or even talented. does he even sing in his songs? i mean hello, he starred in a bloody dandruff shampoo commercial. he must be a BAD singer. but i distinctly remember martin telling me that his concert tickets were like up to 800plus. its like twice the money i made when i was working for topshop. who the hell would go and watch him dance? apparently, a lot of deaf teenagers and probably, taitais. i bet those taitais were thinking of having him as their toyboy.
oh and speaking of which, did u watch dont forget the lyrics just now? the nyonya is scary and utterly disgusting. it was like botox went wrong or something. but go on and flip the pages of singa[pre tatler or something and you'll see a couple of those nyonyas. what's worst was the fact that she was dancing terkangkang at some parts of the show. i really was ashamed of her children, if she has any. what the hell was she thinking??
i know this post seems to be filled with criticisms of really unimportant ppl but im just in a grumpy mood. i want my dream to continue. he was really hott and we were somewhere cold. or maybe it was just my room.