Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Infucktuation

There is no more pretentious and odious trait than the state of being "down to earth". I don't really understand the use of that term, but the people who bare such a personality sickens me to my deepest inners. I feel as if they were insulting me with their kindness, as if I needed them to make me feel liked. There are better ways to be polite, this characteristic is ingenuous, and horribly novice in the manner of social politics.

I'm not impressed.
Humans are not stocks, their value depreciate as they are traded from one to another and so on, even if their popularity rises.
Fucking frustrating emotions.
I should just shut out the world for a week, and watch the entire Meteor Garden series again.


I had the reigning Beach Honey champion in my car the other day.
Every year one of Shanghai's premier nightclubs (Bar Rouge, [Club BonBon]) holds their renowned Beach Honey beauty contest, I've been following it since 2007. (The owner also owns half of they city's nightclubs, he went to university with my father, my father told me he is a complete dickhead). I used to be love with those girls, just for the novelty I guess. But I didn't pay any attention to it in 2009 because I was too head over heels for supermodel chick. Well, I mean it's no big deal really...but I had no idea the woman who sat in the back of my car was the current Beach Honey.
I guess that's...kind of cool.

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