Oh look! Who's that up there?What are you talking about? That CAN'T be me! How can you tell that's me? More than 1/3 of my face is covered in shades! That's IMPOSSIBLE you can tell! Oh great, now a purr-fect reason to get another BIGger pair of shades.
Oh no,
DON'T faint, people. I know it was more than lame-ness, and temperature just plummeted below freezing point. But allow me to get in touch with the bimbo in me again, please.
Since the day I drove back from Kuala Kangsar IN THE SUN (and could barely see thanks to that BIG sun up there), I've told myself that shades are
vital when you are driving with contacts. So I got myself THAT (points above) from Jurong Point John Little with Mao. Since the day I first wore it (grave-sweeping day! BIG sun!), I could not stop that camwhore from snapping shots of my face. And since I am such an ego pig with overflowing narcissism, I just love staring at THAT (points above). If you think it's tiring for your neck to keep looking up, look down:
Now you can shoot me for my narcissism. Before I put up MORE pictures like the above and kill your eyes.
It's been so long since I last posted brainless and bimbotic things like THAT. Forget about being profound, thought-provoking blahblah. Forget about being a mature writer/blogger and create impactful posts blahblah. BLAH.
My identity today is a dumb blonde who can't even spell 'bimbo' (wait, I just spelled it), who couldn't care less about what is going around in the world and ask questions like, "Al-Gore's a who?". Yeah, basically I'm gonna be DUMB and write DUMB things here, tarnishing my blog reputation by jotting down nitty gritty details of stuffs that don't make any difference and people would roll eyes at. And let them take away my blog viewership.
I couldn't care less.
I lost so much body fluid watching clips of Disney's "Fox and the Hound" on Youtube. It was a very underrated movie, I would say, because it was the first (in my knowledge) Disney cartoon that revolves around friendship and not love at first sight blahblah, and still not widely known. I guess not enough publicity was done for this cartoon, creating insufficient impression on the public and thus made it less familiar, seriously undermining the quality of this film, which often proved to be educational.
I grew up in the era of Disney classics, where 2D princes and princesses, dogs and tramps and of course, evil stepmothers and Cruella de Vil were popular figures amoung children. That's what childhood should be - of dreams, of fantasy, of happy endings - however delusional they seem. At least they are what that give young children a good projection into the future to look up to.
Yet look at our children now. They are being bombarded with Disney-Hollywood hybrids like HSM blahblah. The times of princes and princesses have passed. Now's the era for 'teaching 7 year-olds behave like 15 year-olds', as quoted from one of the comments on Youtube. Well when I first saw that comment I couldn't help thinking about the hunk and the babe kissing in the field with sprinklers turned on - you know which one I'm referring to.
It's a pity cartoons like Fox and the Hound were never produced anymore. Nor any films of comparable standards. What comes out of 21st century Disney are profit-driven, commercialized classical fairytale remake that often tell of similar stories - just like Korean soaps. It's a pity Walt Disney died, for that marked the end of Disney's magic. But lucky he died early, because if he did not, he'll be choked by his own blood seeing his empire turning into second-grade story-churning plant.
OR maybe he won't.
As I was crying pails and buckets when I watched Fox and the Hound clips on Youtube, I can't help having the idea of getting that DVD or VCD and keep it. Somehow it has been a component of my childhood and I want to preserve it, and maybe to watch it again at random times in future, however more tears that will mean. It is funny too, because while emotions were gently built up throughout the show, there were only a few points where tears will really flow. And it is always THAT few scenes.
When old widow had no choice but to send Todd the fox away.
When Capper the hound stood in front of Todd when his master - the hunter - was about to shoot the wounded Todd down.
And when little Capper said "We're gonna be best friends" and Todd, "Best friends for a long, long time."
There, as I'm tying these lines, tear wells are swelling up. But the dams are still holding strong.
Let's just hope that classics still work their magic on the younger generation, as much as they worked on us. It is only then I can get my ENTIRE set of Disney classics on DVD. When I've got the money.
Perhaps the Lux Aeterna that's ringing from your speakers spooked you, perhaps it did not. But please be assured I am nowhere near depression, however dark and gloomy the song and my previous blogposts portrayed. I looked up the song out of curiosity because apparently MANY people were playing it on Youtube. I was going to see what's so different about that song. Turned out it is an EPIC. And I do admit I have random (and weird) ideas of doing random things (such as watching Fox and the Hound and crying to myself in the house) at random times, but that's not a sign of mental health deterioration.
Worry not, OLD-lia (no it's not from me! It's from ShuM! Don't come after me.) I'm perfectly fine.
