Sunday, August 21, 2005

Ho Ho Ho! Merry Christmast!

(Im feeling random. That may explain the Christmast thing)

Assignments, assignments, assingments. There dosen't seem to be anything else in my life. Boo.

I just finished watching 'Mean Girls'. That movie dosent ever never ever never bore me one bit regardless of how many times I've watched it. The 'Plastics' are as dumb as wooden sticks. They are REALLY dumb. I mean R-E-A-L-L-Y. Pfft. Come to think about it, 'Plastics' do exist in the real world. What gives them the right to judge people the way they do? These people just make life for the 'ordinary' more difficult then it already is. I hope they all get hit by a big pink bus witht he word 'Peace' on it. I kind doubt that will happen. But I did see a pink van though.

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I went to watch a drama today at the Raffles Hotel with Nas. It's an indian drama, produced locallt, entitled, Kaadhal Enna Vilei? (What Is The Price Of Love?). I must say, its the best locally produced indian drama I've ever seen. It was just awesome! I think that it was worth the whole 20 bucks I paid for the tickets. It was like mind blowing. Even thought the settings were simple, the plot alone shone through. Im so proud of the cast *tearing*. Oh. And there is this small tiny tiny boy who acts on tv. His name is subramani. He did a special apprearance thingy for the drama and I practically squealled when I saw him. !!!!!!. He is the most adorable thing I've seen since... since... errr... Hamtaro? Haha. He is so small I tell you. Tiny. And he's what? 8 years old? Me and Nas made this plan to kidnap him, but things didnt go according to plan. So we abandoned the idea. I really wanted to just grab, fold and tuck him into my bag. He's super adorable. Haha. I would love to watch it again. I have no ka-ching! Its not like I can snap my fingers and the money appears on my hand, right? (You won't get the last sentence. Its a personel joke. Haha. Remember Ruby?)

Anyways, as I was saying yea, the show was just terrific. They deserved a standing ovation, if you asked me. Hmmm. There was this wise-ass bunch of guys sitting behind me and Nas who kept making wise-ass comments on the show. Not as if they were whispering. Practically the whole theatre could hear them. Think they are so smart. I really wanted to put a dirty sock into all their mouths. Lucky I din, coz a nice aunty told them off after the show. HA! Don't feel so clever now, do you. Bozo's.

And one more complaint. When the lights are turned off, you don't have to make noises to play pretend you're a ghost. Thats just lame. Even more lame when the whole theatre's doing the same. That hall isnt a haunted house. SO shut up and stop making weird noises when the lights are switched off. Its not like the play was meant for 5 year olds. I mean, I would have totally understood if it were. And no, I don't care that you were deprived of a 'sunny and bright' childhood. Do your catching-up-on-lost-childhood somewhere else. Act your age, morons.

...torn-apart

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