This is so true.

Funny shit

Ever listen to Panic! at the Disco? Well, I got a confession. It was a guilty pleasure for me to listen to their songs. Their songs were addictive. Then I listened to the lyrics. I then realized, "What the fuck am I listening to?" If I had to put their lyrics into a category, it would be BULLSHIT. If you've listened to any of their songs, the lyrics DO NOT MAKE any sense. There are no multiple meanings for their lyrics (unlike Aimee Mann, Nine Inch Nails, U2). Another thing that makes them a horrible group is that not only are the lyrics just plain stupid, they don't even write enough! The chorus is repeated in their songs so many times in a row with only other lyrics being sung twice. Two examples of Panic! at the Disco songs:

"The Only Difference Between Martyrdom And Suicide Is Press Coverage"

Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time
Come on just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me
Good, good now we're making some progress
Come on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat
And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see, I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue?

Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Applause, applause, no wait wait
Dear studio audience, I've an announcement to make:
It seems the artists these days are not who you think
So we'll pick back up on that on another page

And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see, I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue

Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up, and you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen
Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up

Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes

"I Write Sins Not Tragedies"

Oh, well imagine, as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words:
"What a beautiful wedding! What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to a waiter.
"And yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore."

I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of...

Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne
Oh! Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne, pour the champagne

I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.

I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.

I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.

I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.


Another group I fucking hate is the Pussycat Dolls. Their lyrics are also in the BULLSHIT category and this is what pisses me off. One magazine compared them to the Spice Girls. Yes, I dislike the Spice Girls but man, all of them at least fucking sung some lyrics. The Pussycat Dolls don't even sing their lyrics with the exception of the lead singer (who sings everything on the album from lead to background). Add to that they have a fucking redhead shemale in the group and they're at the bottom of the barrel.

Been watching two movies again. One with Coneheads and the other with cars. Coneheads was funnier than ever (rented it because I saw a little of it on Comedy Central the other day).

Inital D (the car movie) SUCKED BALLS though. Man, the first 30 minutes minutes are fucking boring as hell. The music sucked, the editing really really sucked, and most of all the acting fucking sucked. Jay Chou (the protagonist) cannot act his way out of a paper bag. All he does is mumble in a monotone voice the entire fucking time. The subplot with the girlfriend actually being a prostitute was just fucking stupid. If there is one thing that was quite good, it would be the racing scenes. I really hated the editing because it was like a fucking MTV speed freak edited this piece of shit.

For some things that fucking suck, there are some things that are great. Extras is a British TV series created by Ricky Gervais and Stephen Merchant ("The Office"). You know what, I think this series is even funnier than "The Office" (and that series was hella funny).

What do I do when I'm bored? I watch movies. Just saw two more: The Basketball Diaries starring Jack Dawson and Marky Mark and Clean starring Maggie Cheung and Nick Nolte. Too bad Leo DiCaprio became such a puffy bastard doing mostly Marty Scorsese movies. I liked TBD but I didn't love it. I don't know but it was such a negative type of film. The drug withdrawal scenes just grossed me out rather than keeping me more interested.

Clean is almost like TBD because of the drug use but it couldn't be any more different. Yes, there is drug use in the film but the film is mostly about Emily's (Maggie Cheung) path to redemption and forgiveness to those who hate her (her son, mother-in-law, and almost everyone else) and those who pity her and try their best to help her (Nick Nolte, in a calm performance). The star is of course Maggie and she shows why she's one of the best actresses in the world. What other actress can speak Cantonese, Mandarin, French, AND English? Her English accent is so goddamn sexy.

I tried that Blogger Beta and I think it kinda sucks. Thank God it's still a beta. I thought I fucked up when I couldn't go back to regular Blogger.

I really want to change my template and I went to Blogger Beta seeing that the templates were fucking awesome. The problem was that Blogger Beta only had the old templates.

Watched a shitload of movies the past two days

God of Gamblers 3: Back to Shanghai - A wonderful capper to the trilogy that started with Chow Yun-Fat and continued and ended with the great Stephen Chow. Even the great Gong Li turns in a surprisingly comedic performance as a retard.

The Hand: The first short film of eroticism in the three-pack of short films titled "Eros." I didn't bother ripping the other two short films (heard they sucked the big one). But this one, oh man. Can Gong Li get hotter than she already is? I wish this movie was longer though.

Fallen Angels: The "sequel" to "Chungking Express" if there ever was one. Despite great performances from Leon Lai, Takeshi Kaneshiro (Wency says that he wish he could look like this guy), Charlie Yeung, Karen Mok, the true star in the film belongs to Michelle Reis who plays the mega-mega hot killer's agent (Leon Lai). The scenes were she was masturbating were so hot the screen could have melted.

2046: The finale to the trilogy that started with "Days of Being Wild," continued with "In the Mood for Love," has ended here with Chow Mo Wan (the incomparable Tony Leung Chiu-Wai) having sex with as many women as possible. He's exhausted his love with Su Li Zhen (Maggie Cheung) and never loves again despite him kissing and/or having sex with Gong Li AND Zhang Ziyi. His final words to Zhang Ziyi's character were definitely harsh ("I'll never lend myself to anyone"). Can Wong Kar-Wai do no wrong? Here's hoping his film with Norah Jones is at most as half as good as this.

From Beijing with Love: Stephen Chow as a James Bond type character who can't shoot for shit but man can he use a butcher's knife! Fucking funny as hell but man was there too much violence for me to handle.

Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby - Man, this movie could have been great. It's so sad that I just didn't find this THAT funny. It wasn't even close to being funny to the 40 Year-Old Virgin or even Anchorman. It did have some great lines though given by Borat himself, Sacha Baron Cohen ("Hakuna Matata BITCHES!!").

Accepted: Sure, the movie is cliched. Yes, there are super-hot girls. But man, this movie was definitely entertaining and not over-the-top like Talladega Nights. Adam Herschman and Jonah Hill stole the fucking show though.

Just bought an HDTV? Well, you just got FUCKED IN THE ASS!

I bought the new Simpsons box set and there was something I noticed. I think it was during season 8 that the Simpsons began the slow spiral into mediocrity (the beginning of the end, you can say). Little things like Homer repeating phrases, Lisa's brash superiority, and just other stuff that pisses me off about the Simpsons now. Yes, season 8 is remarkably hilarious but this is when the writers originality began to soften.

On another note, as I have said before I am waiting patiently for Darren Aronofsky's film, "The Fountain." Clint Mansell recently put up one track from the score titled "The Last Man" on his MySpace page and it is absolutely breathtaking. The first time I heard the track goosebumps went up my arms and my hairs suddenly stood up behind my neck. It is just the sound of a piano with a male singer's voice barely being heard. This is simplicity, at its finest.

Our birthday was okay. It seemed more for a birthday for my parents rather than us but I don't give a shit. I was just incredibly annoyed at my aunt Helen because she just ate so much goddamn food and didn't bring anything worth eating. On top of that, she continued to criticize me about my diet and how I was eating the wrong foods, drinking the wrong stuff, eating at the wrong times, blah blah blah blah, fuck that bitch. Last night, during the party I was bored so I watched an old Stephen Chow film titled "All for the Winner" and man was it funny. Stephen Chow makes me laugh. If you need proof, just youtube that shit and type his name.

Saturday morning when our parents were taking us out to breakfast, our dad asked my brother where he was leaving and I could sense the nervousness from my brother. It smelled kinda.........shitty. But my bro got through it and my dad didn't give a crap whether he was living with three other assholes he didn't know (hopefully my bro won't pussy out and do nothing when his stuff gets stolen).

Today, my dad did something really stupid and assholish. Remember he keeps on saying that he has no money? Well, he bought my cousin a $1000 laptop with all the fixins. I was pissed at this to say the least. Jealousy? Nope. Envy? Kinda. I'm pissed that he'd rather spend on his nephews than his own sons. Before you guys go saying, "Man, you are so selfish!" I have something to say. I asked my dad if he could help me pay a $700 bill from Columbia College. He said he will pay it when he gets the goddamn money. He's never helped me pay for it. I'm goddamn paying for it with my money. And I don't have a lot of fucking money! I think the problem with my dad is that his fucking priorities aren't straight.

Well enough of that shit....I'm getting too stressed out with my dad as it is. I need to go to the Philippines ASAP.

Speaking of the Philippines.......

.....I don't know who told my cousins I'm coming....the only person I told was Pam...........I think it's my aunt because she has a huge ass mouth..........maybe it was another person.

Well, to make it official, I am returning to the Philippines in 131 days. I can't fucking wait. All my stress gone! Dad gone! School? Fuck that shit.

A post in small sentences.

Wency got his PSP yesterday. It looks pretty cool. Doesn't interest me.
I got my internet wireless card. It's pretty cool. I just wish the connection went faster.
Watched two movies tonight. Chungking Express directed by Wong Kar-Wai. Following directed by Christopher Nolan. Both are necessary viewing to say the least.

Remember that "I Against I" trailer I was talking about? It's done.



I will return in 133 days.

Wow. Yesterday must have been one of the shittiest days of my life. My Dad and aunt Helen started berating me on why I'm dieting because they feel that I'm going to fail. The worst thing that my dad asked, "because you're not going to fit in the airplane, did you buy two tickets?!!!!" Man, after after all the berating I cried in my brother's room. It was the first time I cried in a while. There's nothing like a father tormenting his son just to feed his ego. Can you believe it? I am already trying better myself and he breaks me down piece by piece. He calls diets "the destruction of the body inside-out." My aunt Helen made it worse by telling me all this other shit and what I should really eat. I really hate it when people start telling you things to do when they're supposed to do it as well (the "look who's talking" syndrome). You see, my dad and aunt are both fat (especially my aunt, who's actually a dietician).

On another more upbeat note, my brother is almost finished cutting the first ever trailer for his first and only film, "I Against I," and it is actually pretty good.

Felice commented on my earlier post asking if I was going to the Philippines.......um, maybe? Is that a good enough answer?

Well, this past week has been good and bad. For the good, I finally calibrated my television and now it looks 70% awesome. I wish I could fix the focus, convergence, and bowing problems of the television. It definitely looks much better though.

Now for the bad, my financial aid information came in from Columbia and it is not good. I am only getting $1,750 PER SEMESTER this year. I was definitely pissed. I bet they looked at my dad's salary and said, "WHY THE HELL DOES THIS KID NEED FINANCIAL AID?!" You see my readers my father makes a lot of money. The problem is that he cannot divide the fine line between "want" and "need." I rarely buy anything anymore (except fast food which I will get to later). I always ask myself before purchasing something, "do I need this or do I want it?" My dad buys so many unnecessary things like a frickin' convection oven, numerous DVD box sets he will never watch (Cheers and Golden Girls come to mind), he keeps on purchasing beef (which I don't eat a lot of because of my psoriasis), and other useless items. He keeps on saying that "WE DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY!" The problem is that we do have a lot of money, it's just that he makes such poor decisions with it that we no longer have enough of it. I can't say anything about my mom with her money because she gives half of her salary to my father.

On another note about my dad, I wish he was just more calm, less irritating, and much less personal. Today, he was screaming about how my mother's friend Ellen could never eat anything with sugar (because she's on the South Beach Diet) and how she will die. I don't know why he was screaming about her and why he cares about her problem. Ellen doesn't make it a problem but he is certainly making it his. The thing is that he really hates Ellen. He has such a pure hatred for her that it's definitely identifiable on his face with just the mention of her name.

Now on to another subject. I am currently on a diet and I have already cheated. I eat only rabbit food (veggies, stuff with no sugar or carbs). Last Friday I was so hungry that I bought myself a Whopper and hash browns in the morning at Burger King. Man, it really hit the spot. I tried to cover my tracks. I wiped down the kitchen table, I cleaned all my dishes, and discarded the BK bag in the main waste bin. However, my mom caught me later that afternoon. When she asked "Daniel, you already ate Burger King?! You're already cheating?!" I spoke back, "What?!! When?! I never ate at Burger King!" She then said, "I found the receipt on the floor." I was like, "Oh, shit." From now on, I gave my debit/credit card to Wency so I wouldn't cheat.

I just hate the fact that I can't eat any carbs. I can take not eating any sugar but the carbs....man, I NEED ME CARBS! I never missed bread like today. Today, my father bought some gyros for dinner and man, I was craving for those pitas. I could only eat the meat and they were crying for their friend, the pita bread. Fortunately, I was able to pull it through and just eat the meat.

The reason I went on a diet because I really need to lose the weight. I just wish that the weight would fall off easier. I used to buy too much fast food. I think I wasted too much money on fast food. Add to that the failure to exercise and you got one BIG. FAT. ASS. TOO. MUCH. ASS.

On another entirely different note, My Super Ex-Girlfriend was enjoyable and it wasn't as bad as everyone was saying. Anna Faris was really hot in this movie. I was quite attractive in the Scary Movie films but here she was really hot. Uma was hot here too but man, Faris was really, really hot.

In 141 days, I will be returning.