watching plants grow; perverted poppies and TV annoyance
I realized that it is time I finally updated my journal. You know- to make up for the total waste of webspace and all. (although no one ever reads this)
And oh! I can see a lot of my future journal entries begin like that: I realized that it is time I updated my journal. Finally! The first time in 7/12/25 weeks! *drop*
Still wondering what to do with this journal, though. I feel like doing fandom, but I'm lazy. So for now beware the RL rambling starting ...NOW. (dum dum dummm!)
I feel like Jet Black in "Cowboy Bebop", watching like a mother hen over my Bonsai teeny-weeny little plant-ling, seeing it stretch and grow and trying not to water-kill it (well, I got it for 1 week and 1 day now and it's still well and alive - I feel so proud! ;_;)
Talking about plants and urban myths-- a friend told me that it is said that when you think about flower-filled meadows before falling asleep your dreams will have an erotic edge to them.
(...)
Yeah... well... *cough*
Oh well, other than talk about flowers and the weather (still disgusting), I'm annoyed. I know - TV annoyance is as old as TV itself, BUT right now I'd be glad if I could honestly say that it's reaching its peak lately (only that it's not, we all know it's not getting better and there's possibly still a long long tumble down into the darkest depths of mind-numbing, IQ-less mainstream media).
But I'm not that annoyed yet. I just noticed some things. (call it a rantage then)
For example that one may be inclined to say that there's something like a Paul Potts Syndrome lately. You remember Paul? Britain Has Talent? "I want to sing opera"? Yes, him. Moving, I agree. But not only does it now seem as if there has to be at least one "tearjerker moment" in every talent show ever since then - now the poor guy is in everyone's TV and has to travel around to collect various prizes (like the Echo in Germany last night, which brings this on).
And it's unfair, really. Yes, his performance in BHT was moving. Yes, it was like a fairytale- this thickset, average man with the tooth gap and the unsure, wavering smile on the sallow face and then he starts to sing (I mean sing)and everyone is moved to tears.
But I feel like he should be winning these prizes because of this truly extraordinary talent, not because everyone pities him.
I'd feel mistreated. So what about him?
Later on, I watched "The Gift" with Kate Blanchett and "The Bone Collector" with Denzel Washington and Angelina Jolie, and while neither of them was a bad movie or a waste of my continously-wasting-away time, I was a bit disappointed that with both I could tell who was the main villain within the first ten minutes into each - they were just so obvious in their attempt to be not obvious! :(
I want like my films surprising :(((
TV annoyance makes me also stare at the amount of High School Musical on TV in speechless (shuddering, revolted) wonder.
Also, there is now a Hannah Montana magazine available. (no comment)
But then I saw ***this*** on TV and I was happy again :D
(but I suggest you watch it on producer Astrid Rieger's official website in a much better quality :D)
And there's the Oscar show tonight and I'm going to watch it. Hihihi.
(wondering why my English always sucks so hard as soon as I actually want to write something)
And oh! I can see a lot of my future journal entries begin like that: I realized that it is time I updated my journal. Finally! The first time in 7/12/25 weeks! *drop*
Still wondering what to do with this journal, though. I feel like doing fandom, but I'm lazy. So for now beware the RL rambling starting ...NOW. (dum dum dummm!)
I feel like Jet Black in "Cowboy Bebop", watching like a mother hen over my Bonsai teeny-weeny little plant-ling, seeing it stretch and grow and trying not to water-kill it (well, I got it for 1 week and 1 day now and it's still well and alive - I feel so proud! ;_;)
Talking about plants and urban myths-- a friend told me that it is said that when you think about flower-filled meadows before falling asleep your dreams will have an erotic edge to them.
(...)
Yeah... well... *cough*
Oh well, other than talk about flowers and the weather (still disgusting), I'm annoyed. I know - TV annoyance is as old as TV itself, BUT right now I'd be glad if I could honestly say that it's reaching its peak lately (only that it's not, we all know it's not getting better and there's possibly still a long long tumble down into the darkest depths of mind-numbing, IQ-less mainstream media).
But I'm not that annoyed yet. I just noticed some things. (call it a rantage then)
For example that one may be inclined to say that there's something like a Paul Potts Syndrome lately. You remember Paul? Britain Has Talent? "I want to sing opera"? Yes, him. Moving, I agree. But not only does it now seem as if there has to be at least one "tearjerker moment" in every talent show ever since then - now the poor guy is in everyone's TV and has to travel around to collect various prizes (like the Echo in Germany last night, which brings this on).
And it's unfair, really. Yes, his performance in BHT was moving. Yes, it was like a fairytale- this thickset, average man with the tooth gap and the unsure, wavering smile on the sallow face and then he starts to sing (I mean sing)and everyone is moved to tears.
But I feel like he should be winning these prizes because of this truly extraordinary talent, not because everyone pities him.
I'd feel mistreated. So what about him?
Later on, I watched "The Gift" with Kate Blanchett and "The Bone Collector" with Denzel Washington and Angelina Jolie, and while neither of them was a bad movie or a waste of my continously-wasting-away time, I was a bit disappointed that with both I could tell who was the main villain within the first ten minutes into each - they were just so obvious in their attempt to be not obvious! :(
I want like my films surprising :(((
TV annoyance makes me also stare at the amount of High School Musical on TV in speechless (shuddering, revolted) wonder.
Also, there is now a Hannah Montana magazine available. (no comment)
But then I saw ***this*** on TV and I was happy again :D
Click to view(but I suggest you watch it on producer Astrid Rieger's official website in a much better quality :D)
And there's the Oscar show tonight and I'm going to watch it. Hihihi.
(wondering why my English always sucks so hard as soon as I actually want to write something)