i can't fucking stand it when americans try remake british programmes. it makes me fucking ill just thinking about it.
i mean seriously, can't americans think up of original stuff instead of fucking up other people's work?
2 american producers are trying to remake the pure slice of fried gold that is Spaced. wtf seriously! they're going to rape it completely. the jokes would be lost in translation. it just won't work.
and the worst part? they didn't even approach the original creators, writers and director, who are Edgar, Simon and Jessica. to add to injury, their names have been repeatedly and randomly mentioned as if they were involved, when they're completely not.
i mean, look at what they did to coupling and the office? on the contrary, as highly acclaimed as the office is, i really thought it's been butchered through and through. you don't remake Little Britain and turn it into Little America. just, have that in mind, and then all thoughts of american remakes will be banished forever. ugh.
yesterday was tiring, got dragged around to visit people. i got quite a shock to realize that it's only the 2nd week of raya. well ok, now its the 3rd, but still.
anyways, ya lets have dinner or coffee sometime soon. im bored and i miss you guys.
haha. during my grad ceremony i think i got what, 2 indecent proposals? hahaha. 2 of my useless classmates who didn't turn up lah. i scolded them through sms and one told me he'd make it up to me when we have our 'secret meeting', and one told me not to ask for things i couldn't handle, but would like to do stuff later. hahaha. alas, there was no backstage to do anything.
omg, stupid montello just peed on my brother's comforter!!!
good Lord Almighty! hahaha, i ADORE how Gordon Ramsay swears like that. it isn't even vulgar.
shit, i keep on putting off sleep.
: )
he defended my religion in a recent interview, and damn, i wanna give him a really big hug : )
i love how mature and honest he is. you wouldn't have guessed how his life was before he started acting, given that most of his characters are either lovable slobs or army crazed or naive and sweet. one of *the* most inspiring and respectable journeys i've heard of. i hope he gets married soon to his girlfriend.
on other things, my right thigh is really aching.
must. get. used. to. heels. before. grad. bah!
i can't wait for my grad ceremony! i mean seriously, loads of people im dying to see again, for many different reasons. such as:
a) OMG I MISS YOU ITS BEEN A YEAR!
b) OMG YOU'RE THE BOY OF MY LIFE, ARE YOU WEARING THE ITALIAN TIE I BOUGHT FOR YOU?
c) OMG TAKE THAT BIOTCH, IM SMOKIN' AND I KICKED MAJOR ARSE.
d) OMG NOW YOU CAN REGRET IGNORING ME AND AND WRITING ME OFF ALL THIS WHILE IN SCH.
sighe. i cannot wait. teehee.
the weather today is mother fucking. blah.
because this song and video is awesomely beautiful, funny, cheeky and touching at the same time. It's 'Hoppipolla' by Sigur Rós.
i need sleep. and xoxo.
i have... a feeling.
there are a few people i know right now who deserve a slap in the face right now.
like a real, tight and bitchy smack in the face so as to shut up their mouths.
I WANT TO GO FOR NS COS THEN I WOULDN'T HAVE A CHOICE TO GET UP AT UNGODLY HOURS TO RUN MY ARSE OFF.
unfortunately, i'm a girl, born with tits and hips and a vuh-jay-jay. muscle : fats = 1 : 100. wtf do you suppose i do, other than what i'm already trying to do? im trying my best, damn it.
offended, much. i like how i am, just, i want to be smaller. is that so hard to understand? why is it you think i don't want to do anything about it?
bah. pls fuck off and die then come back to apologise.
+ can you handle me the way you are? -
*note: Man above's name is Casey Affleck, aka or better known as THE SEXIER AFFLECK.
on another note, i am supremely bored and restless. in 2 days we've got raya coming along and then after that in about 2 weeks i will be having my grad ceremony. for which i have yet to find a pair of shoes. for the love of God why have i been denied shoessssssssssssssssssssss???
sighe. its too early to sleep. there's nothing on tv. my playlist is getting increasingly old, i need more music. there are even more last minute entries for the drabble challenge, thus, my victory is no longer guaranteed. bah!!
but hey, looks like i might be able to go to your open house marr. maybe. all of you are of course welcome to self-invite yourselves i think maybe 2nd day onwards lah hah.
my nails are shiny and black now.
embarassingly this morning for a minute or two i was just such an emo shithead who fell asleep while waiting for a reply which i did recieve, apparently, only 5 minutes after i sent it. goodness lah, i can't even stay awake for 5 fucking minutes.
i think i was more upset than his own mother. bah!
on other theengs, we finally went to the geylang bazaar like omgwtfbbqwhattookmesolong?
as usual, its all hustle and bustle and awesomeness redefined once again just for Raya time : D
needless to say, lots of mat and minah lah, take your pick, so many to choose from, lelong lelong. hahaha. ok yeah i didn't buy any new baju cos i didn't want my parents to spend any more on me than they already have. see, grateful child i am.
oh and then he called! in all gigglyness, i am still really in a daze, but a nice, fuzzy one i suppose. im really glad that he called because it's nice to know that i matter.
unfortunately for him, if he ever chucks my already once-patéd-heart into a blender, well, my dad knows how he looks like. and since there's so-called only 6 degrees of seperation between everyone, my dad would eventually know some people who know some people who know some people who kill some people.
well of course i do hope that is not the case but you never know.
ooh. watching Hot Fuzz with the siblings (kiki, tiawi, didi, iggy, aroonie) was awesome. im telling you, i can never get bored or sick of watching anything by the wrightpeggfrost trio. because they are awesome. especially edgar. he is awesome and i really do hope his work will get more recognition.
anyone who can make me laugh so hard and drive me to tears of laughter while a super old granny gets kicked in the face deserves an oscar, love, and endless, guiltless sex.
i cannot wait for the third part of their blood and ice-cream trilogy.
the weather is just motherfucking.
my back really hurts too. i need to puke. or staple my stomach. maybe i just need a bath, sleep and a hug.
oh God. maybe it was that funky tasting choco tango shite i drank at tcc earlier on. i do not know. but i also know that boys will be boys and as much as they deserve some credit, boys in general are absolute cocks.
jason mraz, *you* can be my older lover under cover.
HAHAHAHA OMG JONATHAN I LOVE YOU FOR THIS!!!
not only that, my nose is itchy and my right ear upper piercing is pussing urgh omg i hate that.
the whole day has been spent helping my mom bake cake for raya, quite a few orders so have to start already. unfortunately for me, raya will be at my house this year. loads of strangers i expect, cos obviously my dad's mom has mafia status now, thus everyone will have to come over to my house cos she'll be staying with us for maybe 2-3 days.
blegh.
its already 4 am. shit. i feel a bit sick. i think its lack of sleep. oh well, but its ok i suppose. i recieved a heart shaped box of godiva tonight : )