Here it is again. The anxious waiting for Wednesday and Thursday nights. Idol fever is back! Looks like a promising season, I like them all except for that stupid bitch Breanna. I am totally in love with Ace Young, I know he is a textbook hottie but come on girls, you can't deny that you don't feel your heart flutter when he gives that 'smouldering look'. I'm a sucker for that look, it reminds me of a certain other Idol hottie I was so crazy about that I actually cried when he got voted off, which is so not me...yes I'm taking about Constantine (American Idol 4). Paris rocks, Chris rocks, Lisa rocks, Elliot rocks, Catherine rocks, yup it's gonna be a good season. Let's just hope it doesn't disappoint me like last season when that stupid hick cow Carrie Underwood beat Bo Bice, honestly what's wrong with American voters? I actually rushed back home last Friday just to watch the Results show, gosh it's so bad planning your life around a damn TV show but Idol does that to me. To all you people who are thinking 'LOSER'!!!, well, think what you want, I don't exactly give a damn. American Idol makes me happy. It makes my day. So there!!
Argh, it's going to be a crazy week, so many assignments due and so many tests. And here I am blogging, haha. Lately life has made me re-evaluate alot of things, one being friends. Sometimes you just have to let go. No point holding on to friendship when you know it's just over, no point being in denial. Yeah we had the good times, we had the memories but you ruined it all, or maybe I did, does it matter? Friends are supposed to be there for you when you need them but when they're not and they keep hurting you, you can't exactly call yourself a best friend anymore so don't bother okay, there really is no point. Wake up and smell the coffee.
Caught up in a cycle that is never seeming to end, ahhh whatever. Someone once told me I'm the kind of person who doesn't know what she does in life, maybe they're right, maybe I was meant to be this flaky and flighty, it's just in my blood. I just want the damn drama to stop, but when you're a drama queen I guess it never does, does it.
I hate Ashlee Simpson. I hate Hilary Duff. I hate Carrie Underwood. I hate MTV because everytime I watch it I see Ashlee or Hilary or Carrie. I remember when MTV used to be like a part of my life. I would know on the first of every month who the artiste of the month was. I knew every single latest video. I knew who was at the top of the charts (now I can't even remember what charts there are). Then there's the dumb reality shows. Room Raiders and Pimp My Ride is ok once in a while. But the others are just so stupid. Like that Viva La Bam. I hate reality shows. Except for American Idol. And what happened to the good VJ's like Mike and Sarah and Jamie? Yeesh.
Yes I'm in a complaining mood. PMS-ing I suppose. Or maybe life just sucks so bad that I get satisfaction from bitching about stupid things that irritate me which have really nothing to do with what is really pissing me off these days. Bitching therapy, if you will.
I'm so freakin cynical and bitter these days. I miss my bubbly optimism. I've forgotten what happiness feels like.
Okay I'm gonna go before I start getting, heaven forbid, emotional. Ciaoz my faithful readers who don't leave comments. (Why did you think I put in a tag-board?) Peace and love.
Ok. I usually only review a movie when I find something seriously wrong with it. So if you liked the movie...you should stop reading right about now.
Memoirs had something in common with Charlie & The Chocolate Factory to me. I know there are no chocolates or oompa-loompas in Memoirs or geishas and kimonos in Charlie, the similiarity to me was that they are both originally WONDERFUL books made into not-so-wonderful movies. In hindsight, maybe if you hadn't read the book, Memoirs was a pretty well-depicted movie. The acting, the direction, the sets...it was all good. It WAS a Steven Spielberg movie after all. But you know how when you read a good book you just get lost in it. I did not get lost in this movie. I got bored. They underestimated so many parts that were so significant in the book. Like Sayuri's relationship with the Chairman. It's so much deeper and interesting in the book. And hello. I thought her eyes were supposed to be grey, not blue.
Another thing I had a problem with even BEFORE I watched the movie is the fact that the actors are Chinese. Why can't they use Japanese actresses? Yes, Zhang Ziyi was good, but it would have been more authentic. The point is that I just did not feel that the movie captured the magic that the book possessed. Not even close. In one word : disappointing.
But please. Don't let my opinion affect you. Watch the movie by all means if you were planning to. And if you disagree [or agree, for that matter], feel free to comment. Adios!
