LOOK AT THIS GQ MOTHERFUCKER
HOLY SHIT LOOK AT THIS GQ MOTHERFUCKER. HIS NAME IS TAKESHI KANESHIRO AND JINCHENG WU AND YOUR ROYAL HOTNESS. LOOK AT HIM SMOULDER GODDAM.
LOOK AT HIM JUST STARING OFF AT THE FUCKING HORIZON LIKE SOVIET PROPAGANDA POSTERS AND SHIT. WAS WHAT HE'S LOOKING AT IMPORTANT? WELL WE'LL NEVER FUCKING KNOW BECAUSE THE PHOTOGRAPHER WAS TOO BUSY CAPTURING HIS FINE ASS.
A PICTURE'S WORTH A THOUSAND WORDS. THIS ONE SAYS: "I JUST FUCKED THE LITTLE MERMAID AND I NOW I'M READY FOR YOU BUT THE LINE'S LONG SO QUEUE UP, BITCHES".
THE ONLY REASON GODDAM TAKESHI KANEFUCKINGSHIRO CAN'T WALK ON THE GODDAM WATER IS THAT THE WATER CAN'T FUCKING RESIST TOUCHING HIM.
IN CONCLUSION: UNF.
In other celebratory news, I shook the hand of Ilchi from Hanggai tonight at a live music venue. I first noticed the band member I simply think of as The Hot One on the way to the bathroom. I wanted to get the courage to talk to him on the way back, but I failed. Disappointed in myself and giddy from excitement, I went in search of my friends, failed to find them, came back to gather my courage by the bar, went towards the foyer, and backed out again. I was in the process of rallying myself for the second time when I realised that two other patrons were speaking to Ilchi, the guy who founded Hanggai. "Aha!" thought I, "Him I can talk to without completely gibbering like a lunatic!". I waited until he'd left the conversation and returned to the foyer (The Hot One nowhere to be seen, thankfully), and I followed, firmly reassuring myself that I was 22 and a grown woman, not a Japanese teenage fangirl. I finally mustered the courage to tap him gingerly on the shoulder and go "OMG YOU'RE FROM HANGGAI? I WANT TO THANK YOU BECAUSE YOU GUYS ARE MY FAVOURITE BAND OF ALL TIME, ERM, 我世界上最喜欢的音乐对 (MY MOST FAVOURITEST BAND IN THE WORLD) UM YEAH." Then somehow we started speaking Chinese, possibly because my rant in English had been a little daunting for a guy who spoke Mongolian and Mandarin but was a musician, not a scholar of English. Of course, my excitement did not make my Chinese particularly understandable, but I smiled and shook his hand (which I am never going to wash) and he asked me if I lived in Beijing and I said just for the summer and he was like "oh". And then I thanked him again and he smiled. At that point I was lucky that the conversation had ended because the smile alone made me so happy that half an hour later in the cab ride home, the taxi driver asked me if I was drunk. TL;DR: HANGGAIIIIIIIII! And they have a new album out which shall be mine, all mine!