THE INTERNET IS FOR PORN
OMG GO WATCH AVENUE Q GOGOGO RIGHT NOW and don’t read cuz got spoilerZZZ rerlee go watch byebye.
so crassic.
yes, halloween night, denise and i decided we were too cool (and old) for trick or treating (yes hollie i remember this time it’s not treat or tricking shaddup) and we went to AVENUE Q~ thanks for the brownie :D i think it tasted better squashed hehe. who wants to watch cinderella (omg lea salonga think mulanprincessjasminemisssaigon) in january!!!
anyway. avenue q was hilarious. and i really didn’t expect there to be a christmas eve character hahaha. damn funny la like yitping says, sesame street for adults. of course, i wanted to see aiza seguerra (who is lesbian, btw), who was playing gary coleman, but the rest of the cast were mindblowingly awesome as well. yea i have great vocab, go fly a kite. i wanted to get the t-shirt that said THE INTERNET IS FOR PORN hahaha so funny i thinkall girls would have gone through what kate monster had gone through. and i seriously regret putting that on my msn yesterday because not less than 8 guys told me it’s true wtf. thank god i didn’t get that t-shirt in the end lol. as usual though, i left with the soundtrack :D (bought not stole sheesh go away!)
avenue q was kinda corny actually; college-grad searching for purpose and shit. but it also dealt with issues like racism (I SO AGREE) and homosexualism in a very humourous way. joel trinidad (trekkie monster, nicky) is soooo versatile, and so is carla guevara-laforteza (srsly if u’re famous please get a shorter name kthx see why madonna/rihanna is so popular?) who played kate monster/lucy the slut. god i love filippinos why are they so talented. someone intro me a filippino guy kthx. and the beaches there are among the best in the world no???
i love how they use muppets to act out the whole thing, cuz it wld have been a lot more censored and less funny if real people acted. i love how they state ‘parent advisory: puppet nudity on stage’ on the front of the programme hee. it’s so crude it’s so realistic. not all fairy tales and overexpressed emotions (wtf so many emotions just drown yourself already) aka other classic broadway shows. everyone’s being PC and no you can’t do this or that but ave q just handled all these sensitive issues like a bitch handles her man: easy peasy. clever display of irony, puns, backhanded compliments, toilet humour etc embedded all throughout the show all contributed to great comic effect. when they said misery in other people’s happiness i already thought schadenfraude and was therefore laughing out of place =.= and yes, misery in others’ happiness, german indeed (right ms deutsch-bag?)
ohh, digress. i was on the phone with l yesterday and he said “it takes two hands to clap” and i answered “yea it takes two people to fuck” wtf. hahahahahahh true what!! at least two people ma, same concept as the hands one. you can diy 3x a day but all you’re doing is fucking yourself, and no, no-one considers that to be sex wtf. i’m so proud of myself *wipes tears* haha i love talking with l he’s so cute la like a little kid actually i think i made him say too many wtfs already eh cannot liddis ok good little doggies boys cannot swear so much hahaha. i have to say back in sec 2 bio class i couldn’t stop laughing at the stoma diagram. what? i can’t be the only one! right?? O_O no kittyrat i’m not crude ok. i’m sugar and spice and everything nice *blink blink* =D
oh yah there were a bunch of i dunno, women who looked like spg without the actual angmoh hanging off their arms. denise asked: “are we underdressed or are they overdressed?” “they’re definitely underdressed.” they just couldn’t keep their comments to themselves and had to share them with the entire stall. ok it was probably just one woman. whatever. hahaha.
and last night. MUSIC MAN *cue screams*. *blinks at unmoved faces* hello? 3 words. WANG LEE HOM. i was 60% deaf after the concert ended i tell ya. i will talk about this in another entry lah but ahhh! just let me see penny tai and lea salonga live and i tell you i can die happy now wtf your head lah so easily satisfied i wouldn’t be me already hahahaha. ok nvm. =D but a bit ashamed la i was also being all fangirly. QUEL HORREUR! yea i’m joining the ranks of closet fangirls like doona and clairebear(actually not that closet :P).
and and and. have i converted you to love pearls before swine already? no? then you suck. here’s another one. who cannot love pig tell me??? i keel you. (but then again i heart rat the crocs(who like kenny southpark always die but always reappear anyway) goat zeeba guard duck and even stephan pastis all of them la <3)


c’est la vie. i know i’m not supposed to talk about it anymore, but i think i finally understand why he did what he did. from today onwards i will cease to hurt. i know the hurt that i caused was far more damaging, but if only he was willing to listen, he will know that i never did anything, or even thought of doing anything to hurt him. i would never, in a million years, do such a thing to someone i love so much. but it’s too late for regrets, and i certainly cannot expect to keep getting second chances. i just hoped, against hope probably, that i could have a chance to explain myself. but i never did. once again, when someone makes the conscious decision to leave your life, you have no say in it. so yes, c’est la vie. what can we do but get used to it? sure, there’s the inevitable pain, but it goes away eventually. but your love never dies. when a loved one leaves you, you find that your love does not leave with him/her. but he/she’s already gone, and there is nothing left to do but get over it. my conscience is clear, but it doesn’t matter to him. he refuses to listen, c’est la vie. i have no other choice but to walk on alone. someone whom you thought knew you, someone whom you thought you could spend your life with, was really someone who couldn’t trust you at all, someone who can’t even listen to what you have to say. relationships end not because love dies, but because one party has decided that it’s over. and the other just has to accept it.
c’est la vie.