Belles, Stars and Boulevards

I think by now you should already know the horror that is friday.

um the song by Rebecca Black. I will not post it here since it would result in a defilement of my blog and everything there is to be here.

Go search it up on Youtube if you wish. Its a horror. Assumming you can find it underneath the piles of parody.

Theres so much I could say about it, but I guess I'll just let Inch Chua tell you. This is taken off her tumblr. @ inchchua.tumblr.com

ladies and gentlemen, its the end of the whole as we know it.

this video prompts way too many questions. like why are underage kids driving a convertible? and what happened to waiting for the bus? or when she sings.. i‘ve got this you’ve got this, my friend is on my right …what happened to the friend on the left? and why is there this cobweb thing behind her when she sings at the end.

this video confuses me. totally messes with my mind.

then again, in some way it could be looked as pure genius. cause i just can’t possibly fathom WHO THE HELL in his right mind embodies the mental capacity to even come up with such “literature”?! Like did they SERIOUSLY sat down to write this song? DID THEY SERIOUSLY STORY-BOARDED THIS?!

i’ve probably watched it 3 times already and i can’t help to feel the whole world weeping inside with me. don’t ask why i have tortured myself 3 times already. i seriously think this video has some satanic teletubbies “again again” voodoo going on.

Labels: bad music, Others

I think by now you should already know the horror that is friday.

um the song by Rebecca Black. I will not post it here since it would result in a defilement of my blog and everything there is to be here.

Go search it up on Youtube if you wish. Its a horror. Assumming you can find it underneath the piles of parody.

Theres so much I could say about it, but I guess I'll just let Inch Chua tell you. This is taken off her tumblr. @ inchchua.tumblr.com

ladies and gentlemen, its the end of the whole as we know it.

this video confuses me. totally messes with my mind.

Labels: bad music, Others

Hi, I'm Ian.

Just another starstruck (see above for evidence*) wanderer trying to find his way in this horribly confusing and sometimes messed up world.

This space as you might have realised is for my own venting. It's where I talk, to myself. To the universe. It's where I don't lie. Much. Chances are you won't get more truth out of me than these few billion pages of angst.

My life isn't that bad. Sometimes. The good parts just usually end up being the blank dates in between the posts you see. So yes, just to practice my math and to cheer myself up a little, the number of posts is inversely proportional to my mental wellbeing. Yes that counts as math with me.

And despite the wry smile on my face and the grin I can imagine on yours, I'm still rather sombre.

I promise you I'm sunny somedays. Stick around. You never know what you may learn.

*hint may or may not be in big black font at the top of the page.

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