just a little thought here.

i cant stand people who think that everything in life must be all hunky-dory.
as in, everything in life must be happy. must be perfect.

define perfect.
perfect as in one must be happy and smiley and cheery all the time.
perfect as in one must have perfect friends, perfect grades, a perfect family.
perfect as in one must have a perfect taste in music too.

no, i'm not pinpointing any certain group of people here.
but i've noticed that people who seem to define perfection as all of the above, are usually those of the shallow, bimbotic, bubblegum pop music favouring types who spout cliche lines like "LuV MaKeS E WeRLd Go RoUNd~!~!~!"
screw it.
i can tell you readers for one that it is most certainly NOT TRUE and those fuckwits seriously dont know what they are talking about.
its not love, its MONEY.
the insatiable greed and lust of men (to be fair, fine, MANKIND) everywhere.
its horrifying and may come as a huge blow to their soft mishapen numbskulls.
but GET REAL. this is the real world.
not some fantasy make-believe world where all good triumphs and where superheroes save hapless civilians in spandex.

as a result of all of these misconceptions derived from all that crap shit they are taking in from the media, they begin to berate everybody when they are sad slash angry slash whatever other feelings they are feeling except for intense euphoria.
screw it.
i'm sick of people telling me to cheer up whenever i'm down.
i'm sick of people telling me to turn that scowl slash frown upside down whenever i'm pissed.
i'm sick of what the media has been doing to let these fuckwits somehow self appoint themselves to be the so-called "currypuff girls"...sorry, i meant "powerpuff girls" of the world around them.
look, i dont smile when i'm sad.
i scold when i'm pissed.
i scowl when i'm angry.
i kick random objects lying about when i'm...er, really angry.
just let me express my emotions according to however i feel and dont tell me to smile even though i'm sad slash angry slash whatever.
its sickening, its phoney and its like plastic.
i seriously hate, no wait, cross that out. i DESPISE these kind of fake plastic people.
why dont you go for plastic surgery to give yourself that eternal smile slash grin you've always wanted? i would gladly sponsor one for you.
just screw off far far away once you're done.

besides, i type whatever i want in this blog according to whatever and however i feel.
i want this blog to be as real as possible.
i want this blog to reflect whatever i feel and however i feel about a certain topic.
i'm not afraid to face up against strong opposition to whatever i type.

thats the reason why i'm drawn to rock music.
its real and the lyrics dont talk about how much bling bling the artist has or how many girls he has fucked up to date.
of course, i'm not putting down ALL rap. just some.
its also just mainly a better sound compared to the likes of pop. you can just imagine how much effort the guitarist slash keyboardist slash bassist put in to produce one song, but you actually know and feel how much it needs and how much it takes if you play the instrument itself.
unlike pop which basically only needs a synthesizer and a voice or a group of pretty boys who have their prettiness to make up for their lack of voice.

so anyway.
i like rock music.
i like black.
i like silver.
i'll determine whether i smile or scowl myself. no thank you very much.

end of story.