Wednesday, July 13, 2011

I'm the son of rage and love

The Jesus of Suburbia.




I love concept albums. Albums where all the songs in it are "unified by a theme" and when listened to, progressively tells a story.

I didn't know there was actually a name for it. Now that I've found the name I can express my endearment toward it even more so.

I like mindless dance music and infectious pop songs every now and then, but to a much greater extent, I like songs that actually mean something.

Green Day's American Idiot -- it encompasses a story which explores the theme of rage vs. love as illustrated by the bleeding heart-shaped grenade on the album cover.


And my other favourite rock band in my early adolescent years, My Chemical Romance, also wrote a concept album: The Black Parade

Wiki: "It is a rock opera centering on a dying character with cancer known as 'The Patient'. The album tells the story of his apparent death, experiences in the afterlife, and subsequent reflection on his life."

Concept albums make the music so much more interesting. They're like films, but without visuals. By utilising the wonders of your imaginative juices, you become the director of these stories.

Seeing as Hollywood's running out of original movie ideas and they've turned to adapting popular fiction into film, maybe they'll adapt concept albums next? I'm eager for that to happen.

Monday, July 11, 2011

Easy come, easy go

Little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows,
doesn't really matter to me.

If he leaves her for you, what's to say he won't leave you for another "her"?

Easy come, easy go,
will you let me go?

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Oh man oh man ohman ohmanohmanomanomannnnnnn I cannot wait until I turn 18.

I can buy anything in any store (hehe). Go to clubs and bars. Book apartments. Go on ROAD TRIPS. Go to strip clubs (lol jk.... I'd go to a male version of it. Okay no, I'm kidding about the whole strip club thing. Actually I'm down for most things once, just sayin'). I know some people say these privileges are overrated but WHATEVER
I still want to check them out for myself!

Being 18 is the onset of the prime moments of your life. The moments you'll remember forever. You'll be 40 and say to yourself, "ah, I remember when I was 20. Young, and had my whole life in front of me. I was quite the wild cat back then."

In those moments, you're still young and it's better than being 16 or 17 because you've overcome puberty and your teenage angst (most of it hopefully).

I want to write a letter to the future Patricia, aged 30 like in "How I Met Your Mother". I should say what I imagined she would be doing. And I'd say I hope she was happy with her life.

That'll be interesting as.

Friday, July 8, 2011

I need a face to punch

It's annoying when you need to rant to someone but they're unavailable or missing.

You know they won't judge you and they'll take your side and maybe even join in the whinging, even if you may be overreacting and slightly wrong.

The point is they make you feel less "ARGH", and a knot unties itself in your chest. And a few grey hairs are avoided.

Come onnnnnnnnn!

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

This is heinous

Okay this morning I was scrolling down the newsfeed on facebook before my eye got caught by Sean's status:

"downloading the most fucked up movie of all time (apprantly)
/scared :\"

I had a period where I loved ghost and thriller films. I liked them because I was mature enough to know that the ghosts weren't real, and the directors of these films weren't original enough to deviate from the basic framework of movies in this genre. I just watched them because they were, indeed, "thrilling" to watch.

It would be something like.. a guy gets killed in the introduction, there are scenes with fake climaxes (something scary happens but it turns out to be someone joking), people don't believe the first person who figures there's something weird going on, the cocky guy of the group is the next to go, along with some other unsuspecting and naive characters, and eventually everything comes out in the open and either the main characters survive or they die. Yeyeyeye.

When I read Sean's status I was thinking, "pfft. I'm 17. I've seen so many horror films and heard of many depraved stories in the papers -- nothing can top the cake. Nothing else can freak me out afresh." So I wikied the plot synopsis.

The movie being mentioned on facebook was "A Serbian Film". I kid you not, even just reading it on wiki... well, let's just say that "most fucked up movie of all time" was exactly what I was thinking after I read it.

PLEASE! Do not read it if you're faint-hearted or would rather stay away from the disgusting ideas this movie encompasses. I can't stop anyone from being curious (like I was).. but I did give out a warning. Now you know, and now you can do whatever you want.

Why in God's name would anyone think up of a plot like this? I genuinely am asking that. I read it in the morning and throughout the whole day I kept getting creeped out by it. Yeah, call me weak and a typical squealing girl. But this movie disturbs me so much because it involves no supernatural forces, just satanic acts. Foul and heinous crimes against humanity. With ghost films at least I know it's (probably) not real. But with this stupid excuse for a film it makes me wonder if any of this shit happens out there. It defies humanity to the core and showcases the worst that could ever be found in humans. I'm even questioning the making of this film and it's legality.

I don't want to keep thinking about it. I really do feel traumatised by it.. and I don't use that adjective lightly. I wish I could forget it. Eughhhh.. I'll probably re-read this tomorrow and realise I'm overreacting. But.... eughhhhhhhhh..

If knowledge is power and ignorance is akin to stupidity, then right now I want to be the stupidest and most powerless girl alive.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

I'm a dork


The last time I went to the cinemas was months ago. I'm so glad I saw X-Men First Class in cinemas because it made the film so much more gripping and.. well, awesome.

This is one of those moments where language annoys me because I know there's no way in hell that I'll be able to describe how good this movie was and how it made me feel :')

James McAvoy. Swoon.

I don't like to brag about this but I'm so into all that fantasy stuff. Like how the X-men have all those superpowers from their mutations, and how the hypothetical world they live in is divided into mutants and humans. Misfits, another superhero/super-powers show I like, reminds me of X-Men, but with more sex and abrasive British swearing. Don't forget Harry Potter and all that wand-waving action.

And the Final Fantasy franchise was awesome. The Japanese are amazing, with their graphics designing and their storylines. FFX had a really romantic storyline, and by "romantic" I mean involving an "idealised view of reality", not just the love between a man and a woman (although it did have that too). I don't remember it that well, but you really have to wikipedia the storyline because I suck at retelling plots.

It's not just these idealistic storylines that draw me in, it's how they can do awesome stuff! Like how characters can cast fire, thunder, ice and water spells. Fire, fira and firaga (who knows what that refers to?). How people have superpowers like turning invisible, reading minds, scaling buildings, flying, shooting out fire, freezing things, moving metal, etc etc. How they go on awesome, purposeful and moralistic adventures.. None of that shit happens in reality. How unfair.

Yes, it's because of the relatively mundane boundaries of reality that turn us toward fantasy and the ideal. I'm sorry for sounding like a dork. But I later discovered that I had to adapt to the real world, which is why I'm deterred from video games now. Although I allow myself to a bit of fantasy fiction and film :)

One last thing: I remember dreaming (when I was in primary school) that I was a character from DBZ (Trunks' daughter?), and I could fly and shoot power beams. There was this one evil guy in the shape of a cake floating on a river. To defeat him you had to eat him. I remember it tasting pretty good.. and when I woke up my pillow was gone. I'm kidding about the pillow part, but I did have that dream and it was one of the best dreams I've ever had.

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Hello holidays

July 1; last day of term 2.
To kick it off we had the Environment Dress pageant at lunch. Kathy made quite a good model, especially when she showed off her shuffling moves on stage. If only somebody recorded that 5-second wonder.

Our lovely enviro rep and enviro dress model! And a random curry. HAHA jks I love Varsha :)!

The photo's a bit blurry..


Then t'was Dom and JD's joint 18th. I don't think I'll go through what happened that night, largely because I don't remember everything and some details are best left unexplored :) or best told in real life.

I'm pretty sure I'll progressively remember little things that happened and smile to myself. Hehe. It was a better night than I anticipated because I actually don't hang out with that Springvale crowd. Way too gangster for me and the dorkiness that runs in my blood. Also I liked how there was minimal munting at this party!

But I do want to delve into the topic of "hookups". It's okay for people to do it. It's just a bit of fun. We're all warm-blooded mammals, and in an exciting atmosphere like a party with loud music and drinks, it's not completely wrong to do it. Unless the person you choose to do it with will lead to a relationship being damaged. Yeah then that's not right.

I can neither confirm nor deny having done this in the past. But now I find myself going to parties telling myself to not do it. And I'm proud that I've kept to my own word, like last night as an example. Quang told me about his "player" friend there last night who seems to go to parties just to look for hookups. I personally find that a bit lame. And unhygienic. I'm wondering if that's the only way he can have fun at a party and if that's the only trick up his sleeve. If you do it so much, isn't it a bit of overkill? And I personally would lose so much respect for myself if I threw myself around like that. Louise was saying how she isn't afraid of other people judging her when she does stuff but she is wary of judging herself. That couldn't have been said any better.

That's just what I think. Maybe people who do hook up frequently don't actually lose respect for themselves. I can't speak for them. And maybe some twist of fate for the better might result from a hookup. But this how I feel about it now for myself.

But anyway, I had a good night! And my dad didn't kill me cos he was fast asleep when I got home. Teehee.

My first (real) party with Michelle :)! She's really fun but has the shittest coordination when she's tipsy LOL.

The birthday boy who always ditches me at Jack's methods ==
We didn't take a lot of photos and I didn't get one with the birthday girl!

Our holiday-eyebrows are looking quite fine.


THIS IS SLIGHTLY OFF TOPIC BUT
I'm not happy with how the colour burgundy is flooding clothes shops now. My sister just came home and told me Supre's full of burgundy stuff.
I don't want to sound like an indie fag but why must mainstream culture ruin all things good :(!
Well I already bought my formal dress in burgundy and the formal's in 4 weeks so hopefully I'll be able to get away with the look while it's still got a bit of originality in it.

I'm excited for the holidays. I've forgotten what homework I promised myself to do. Uh ohz

Edit:
Just a little rant. One thing I find annoying is how some people love the sound of their own voice a little too much. How some people can be too boisterous in an irritating way. Loud people are fun but some people constantly talk over you (about something completely off topic and regarding themselves) or don't listen to what you say. They just simply wait until it's their turn to talk (about something completely off topic and regarding themselves). And when you're talking to someone else they constantly nag you for your attention when you clearly are already in mid-conversation with someone else. CHILLACKS YOUR SACKS, MATE.