Sunday, October 18, 2009

If any of you were wondering, I AM NOT HAYLEY WILLIAMS.

If you know me, you should know that I dye my hair alot. And when I say alot, I mean ALOT. My hair is fluoro red (with the occasional customisation, like orange undersides and black streaks. And my latest idea, black underside.) which apparently means that I want to be Hayley Williams from Paramore. Just to clarify, NO I DID NOT DYE MY FREAKIN' HAIR FREAKIN RED BECAUSE I LIKE PARAMORE. I just like red!!!! Everyone I know (literally, EVERYONE) has said I look like her at least once. Which is'nt all that true. We look pretty diferent. I JUST HAVE THE SAME COLOUR HAIR. And anyway, she has orange hair now, so therefore, no one can call me Hayley. Or Paramore. Or short white ranga. Well, I suppose you can call me short white ranga, but there is one name which fits best and that's MY ACTUAL NAME.

Yours (or not really, since you did not purchase me),
Kim.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Greetings and all that...

Now now, my little readers, before I launch into my teenage angst fuelled assault on various subjects, I must apologize. For I have become one of those annoying people we call the hypocrite. I go on and on and on about how no one updates their blogs etc. when I myself had a brief non-updater episode over September break. And for that, I sincerely apologize. Now, shall we begin? Yes?


I'M BACK BABY!! With a vengence!! A damn sexy vengence!!! Yes!! A VENGENCE!! Because I spent half of my holidays wrangling children of various ages!! AND ITS TOUGHENED ME THE F**K UP!! So... look out I suppose. Any who, what am I going to ramble about this fine (coughNOTcough) afternoon? The (too) Bold and the (mechanacally engineered) Beautiful.


Have you ever sat through an episode of that show? Now, I had a theory: that all daytime television shows had gayass storylines and terrible acting. And oh, how I was correct. For the purposes of my theory, I actually sat through an entire episode of B&B (writhing in pain for the full half hour, please note) to proove this. If this doesn't constitute bad acting and terrible screenwriting, I don't know what will: In the first three minutes, Ridge (come on, we all know him. Don't deny it!) was amidst several scandals (none of which I remember. You see, I watched this episode some time ago and since then, I cannot stand to even glimspe at their overly botoxed faces.). After another twenty-something minutes of "Oh Ridge!!! How could you?!!!" (oh maybe because you're a SLUT.), the ending was, if I can get this right, a young man with a very prominent jaw, a middle aged stick woman, a middle aged man with A-Cup moobs and his mother. After about thirty seconds more or less of mindless yabbering at each other, suddenly (not an exaggeration. Literally, I think it was in the middle of a line) the jaw guy and the mother launch into a full on pashfest, 60's Romeo and Juliet style.
"Oh mother, how could you?" yells Moob Man.
"We're in love!" says the mother
Jaw man has a menacing look on his face. Yes, you read correctly. MENACING.
"Fine then! Just to spite you." And so Moob man grabs stick woman and they have some R+J style fun of their own.
That's pretty much the entire episode, or all that I managed to catch with the minimal amount brain cells I had after I watched an entire episode of that SHIT!! Seriously!! I don't know how the hell it stays on air!! WHO IS WATCHING IT?!! Who ever is needs to be killed! THREE TIMES OVER. OR POSSIBLY MORE IF I HAVE ENOUGH BULLETS OR ENOUGH ENERGY IN MY MACHETE-ING ARM.

Anywho, little fans (pfft. I wish), thats enough passive-aggressive nonsense for one day

Peace out!! I can't believe I just said that..
Kim.