Ahaha hectic (not) holidays so far. mhm. Sigh-- is this post going to jackpot 40 comments? It makes me wonder how a weeny little post can cause so much drama from a particular person, but i guess thats how celebrities cope, you know, they just have to put up with the raving fans and the 24 hour signing autographs.

I went to watch hairspray with my sibling the other day, and it made me think about how many new movies are being created each week, and how every one is getting more and more cliched by the day. I mean, you will not believe the clicheness of Hairspray.

So i was almost snoring after the 10 minute song at the beginning where she, Tracey (the main character who's schoolshirt stretches down to as far as her bellybutton) sings this song about loving the world blah blah blah and gets busted at school for making her hair stand a metre high with hairspray la la la and then for some reason she auditions for the corny something show and gets in and in the end falls in love with ZAC EFRON, who was previouly engaged to this other girl on the show who's mother is tracey's arch enemy or something... ie, MAKING OUT ON STAGE.

Now i'm no movie critic or anything, but couldn't the makers of the movie think of a better, less cliched ending? I mean, sure it's fine if it's a happy ending where a couple is newly born, but it makes me confused about what is real and what is not when it gets to the part where Zac efron (the in the movie hunk of the school) stares at her arse when she whacks it in a somwhat mesmerised way, or the bit where she is away from her house and he goes into her bedroom and he sings in utter passion for her love and making out with her photo. (meanwhile he is clutching his heart and lying on her bed)

I mean, for gods sake, the cool good looking person in a movie doesnt always have to fall in love with the fugly one!! And yes, don't have to remind me again about how beauty is skin deep, and how its the personality that matters and blah blah blah, but seriously, the bit where they make out in the end is just disgusting.

Nevertheless, as it neared the end, i kind of got into it and appreciated all the 20 minute sessions of singing and 5 second non-singing breaks, especially with the insight to how the negros in the olden days were treated like shit and fought for equality.

Hmm... i feel like uploading photos. We havent had pictures on this blog for ages.

Alas, attempt failed. Blogger malfunction. Sorly guys, next time.


jelly~