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Showing posts with label issue. Show all posts

Monday, November 3, 2008

No real topic

What does time really mean? i really wonder why people say there's not time for relaxing, sleeping, and doing things that matter to them. Also, what about the fact that so many people don't do what they actually want to do? Doesn't this mean that we can't really pursue what we want, but are tied to the ever-tightening grasp of capitalism and economic principle? It makes me sad and sick of all the negativity and complainiing. I think that the complaining I do is somehow rubbed off from everyone around me who is alos complaining and being negative. I don;t like how it makes me feel when I become depressed and pessimistic. I feel slippery, black, and disgusting just like Venom in Spider Man. Well more like there is evil and bad thoughts oozing out of me.

Anyways, today I found out Elva posted on her blog. It has been a long time sicne she has posted on her blog. She is in China againfor some martial arts convention to perform. There are some funny ictures ofher on her blog (she jokes that her sleeping is like a martial arts move). Last week, some newpspaper said she bought red wine because she is lovesick. That is just crap, people drink wine just because they want to. Drinking doesn't always involve heavy feelings or attitudes. People drink for all kinds of reasons, including the camaraderie it creates between friends and just to wind down after a long day. We have beer, wine, and some hard liquor at my house. It doesn't mean we're drinking every day or even because we feel down. I do concede that some people do drink when they feel blue, I do too, but you can't tell from a picture that someone is buying alcohol to drown their sosrrows. If you could, then well we'd be living some other kind of life. Or you have supernatural powers! Haha, that reminds me of English Literature this morning. Our teacher was talking about the elements of the medieval romance, and of course arthurian legend is always the classic example. Sir Gawain and the Green Knight, again. I feel like I've read it so many times, perhaps 3. Oh well, maybe there are some new things to be learned.

Sigh, al right, I'm going to study French and read for other classes now. See you later. Oh yeah, hope you guys like the pictures :)

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

elva again

I think I'll just spam my own blog. I'm not really sure how, but here goes. lovelva lovelva lovelva lovelva! Hmm, I think that phrase might actually be copyrighted by her. Not sure, I'll have to look into that. I know she attended a wedding recently of one of her really good friends. She flew in from China just to get back on time. Like, she was supposed to be at this kungfu show, but she came back early from her work to attend the wedding. She;s a really good friend. Or maybe she just has lots of money and can fly around whenever she wants. Either way, that's all I know right now.

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I am such a terrible Elva fan. I haven't posted enough about her on my blog. although, for some reason I can gossip about her all day with my brother. It is probably because I like to annoy him by talking about her incessantly. It is quite funny to see him get mad because he has such a cute face (will have a picture soon).

It doesn't seem that she is doing much lately, at least I don't hear anything new about her. I wonder how her really obsessed fans find out about events or shows she participates in beforehand. Is there like some special club or something that has a newsletter that they send all their members? Actually, I think there are fan clubs, like two of them. Hmm, I'll look into it later.

I wonder what her new book will be like. It comes out in December. Maybe I can get it as a birthday present, haha. I know her fist book was about pilates, so there probably wasn't too much about her in it. I haven't read it. I just know about it, lol. I'm not at the point where I have to know everything about her. I just watch show sometimes so I hear about things but like always too late to do anything. I feel like such a stalker sometimes. Maybe it is just my imagination, which always runs away on some crazy tangent or two. I should stop rambling, huh? YUeah, I'll have to write soemthing substantial about her later. This post got really messed up.