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So this week has had it’s ups and downs. On the plus side I got to see a friend I’ve known since the 5th grade. She drove over for The Killers concert yesterday. For the most part I enjoyed it…. well minus the retarded college kids smoking their pot like they’re life depends on it. And the fans that refuse to sit down. *inserts dry laugh*

Truth to be told, I didn’t know much about the band, so it was weird finding out about them at their concert. Since the tickets were free… I don’t have much to complain about, though these guys are defiantly not what I’d listen to. I love rock… but this band was too pop-punk-ish. I think the thing that amused me the most was how the majority of the people at the concert all fit into one genre. The college pre-kids. No goths, no grudge, basically… no real ‘rock fan’ that I cold see from my view from bleachers. There were a few Asian… after all this crowd is pro-preppy… so fobish Asians would be a norm no? I only saw one black person during the entire 4 hours of the concert. That actually amused me the most I think… how this was clearly a ‘white-people’ music.

Which brings me to my random thought… so we still fight against racism… and yet… unconsciously we already divided what’s ‘black’ and what’s ‘white’ even in music. Granted there are a small percentage that cross the ‘border’ of the musical segregation… but for the mass majority… you’ll see more white people at a Blink182 concert then black people; and there will be more black people at a 50cent concert. And more Asians then Whites or Blacks, at a Rain concert.

Where’s the equality in this? Is this what we call ‘free of segregation’?

It’s funny how celebs often give off this hate for the media that chases them around 24/7 and blame them for invading their personal lives. I really beg to differ on this view.

I don’t deny a celebrity their private life, though, if they chose to be celebrities, the lack of a personal life is what they knowingly gave up when they made their career paths so they really should know better. However, what I find disturbing is how some fans feel so violated that their celebrity’s personal life is being invaded… and yet at the same time search high and low for any gossip about said celeb.

Reporters only go after what the PEOPLE want. They are digging out information for those that care about the celebrity. I walk around on a daily basis outside of my humble abode and never get mowed down by the paparazzi. Why? Because the general public doesn’t give a fig about my life style, that’s why. If a reporter did a report on me… I would sadly say that whatever show/article they publish the interview in would most likely be in debt by now. Now if I had a couple thousand fans on the other hand hungering for any ounce of information about me every minute… that would be a different story (pun intended).

So we’ve deducted that it’s not the reporters that are the savage beasts, but rather, the fans of the celebrity… let’s take this ‘theory’ a step deeper shall we?

A celebrity has no star power if they don’t’ have fans, therefore, you can’t live with nor without your own monsters. What a life eh? It’s like an abused wife constantly going back for 2nds. Psychological? Oh yes indeed it is.

And after thinking this, I often wonder am I a good fan? Do I treat my idols with respect for their privacy?

The answer to that is rather complicated I suppose, I can’t deny I enjoy reading a few juicy tidbits once in a while, however, I usually just stumble upon them by accident. Considering it doesn’t take much to find gossip on the internet… heck that’s all the net is anyways. In the end though, we are our idol’s worse nightmares as well as their dream… how odd is it not?

Okay I saw this on Ams‘ blog and thought it was way too hilarious so I just HAD to post it here too along with my comment.

Apparently it’s a website made by a 11-12 year old…
I really can’t stand the word ‘Azn’. I don’ know why… but it just anoys the heck out of me when people spell Aisan like that.

“The Chinese people hate the Japanese because a long time ago they killed mostly everyone in China.”

HAHAHAHAH … so like… did we go through some kinda baby boom since then? How come there’s like 1billion+ chinese now? ROFL…

Okay this is getting repetitive. If you want to continue arguing over the ’suggestion’ then you should read the above comments. Because I’m pretty sure that was already discussed and acknowledged already that both parties are at fault.

Dragging in other parties that never even lived in the house is rather pointless.. Is this a ‘let’s see how many people can back me up’ competition? Cliff is right in saying this battle is between me and you. So if you have actually something to say, though you seem to already drawn your conclusion the last time you commented, then this discussion is at an end. I’ll apologize for not playing my part in ragging on you more often to do your part of the work around the house. And your sister admits that it was your fault for not talking to me about the problem as well as your apology of being a slob (sarcastic or not).

Give my regards to your parents, I still think they’re great people.

Okay, I said I was done with this topic… but seeing as I finally got a reply from the person I wanted a reply from… I’ll re post this for reference sake and a few other comments.

I’d like to say that the whole reason why I even brought this entire topic into my blog is the HOPE that you would read it and realize what was wrong and just change or think over things on your own rather then I coming to tell you in your face the bitter reality. It was never ment to be a form of ‘back stabbing’.  I think perhaps it’s an asian custom to not discuss about personal things like such… I don’t know… it’s just plain awkard.

In any event… my orginal comment:

You do realize that I DID start to say something around the 2nd month that we all were in the same house together and the only thing I got in return from you was defending yourself. So rather then yell at a 20 year old friend to clean up her messes and vacuum and clean the bathroom downstairs on a somewhat regular basis that I’d just keep my mouth shut because I didn’t want to say something I’d regret to a friend.

I tried to let my actions show and hoped you would get the hint. But instead, you chose to ignore any of my hints that I wasn’t happy with a lot of things that went on in the house.

And you say to me to talk to you if I had issues. Well why didn’t you talk to me when you realized there was something wrong? You’ve never even brought up the subject… I’ve tried at least once and I even mentioned it the last time we went out to dinner.

I’ll even come out and admit that I was over reacting as time went on… but honestly… if you’re an equal paying renter of the apartment… then why didn’t you help clean the house more? You only cleaned when you were going home for the weekends and you even admit not to vacuuming more often… I clean the kitchen up on almost a weekly basis… how is that fair to me that I have to do that and yo only vacuum maybe once a month? Also, I never minded anyone using my dishes and etc, that you know, but why do you leave dirty cups laying around until there is mold growing in them? And did you even know about the 2 week old bowl of tuna fish I had to throw out and clean for you? How can  I NOT be angry?

And equal paying renter? Why must we have to remind you that rent is due on the weekends you happen to go home? Honestly, shouldn’t you know to turn in the check before you leave so we don’t have to feel awkward asking you for money?

As to the friend you brought over whatever night it was and the ’seat issue’ well did you know that the reason why I moved up stairs and never came downstairs again was because you’d pretty much taken over the entire couch?

We use to both sit on the same couch and play maple story, and then eventually your things were all over the entire couch… just look at it now… what seat on that couch doesn’t have your stuff on it? Every time I tried to move it, the next day it would be back where it was before. So I just gave up. And the recliner… When cliff bought the sofas he had laid claim on that recliner… and so I never sit in it because he originally said that couch was his. But then eventually it was just piles with papers and then a scanner. And the couch next to the tv was cliff’s… so may I ask … where was I suppose to sit?

When you’re friend came over he even had to sit in the couch that Cliff sits in until Cliff came down the stairs… So if a guest that comes to visit doesn’t even have anywhere to sit.. .where do you think I would’ve sat?

As for talking with other people about the on goings of the house, it was either that or yell in your face to clean your stuff up like a parent would. I’m sure you’ve told your friends and family you side of the story… but have they heard mine? If you’re parents think I was being a total bitch. Have them call me… I’d happily explain. I hope you at least know me well enough to know I don’t go out of my way to tell lies about people and so there is at least some truth to my reasons. I didn’t act like a bitch without reason. But if you feel that that’s how it is… there is nothing I can say to change your mind. But do realize that I think nothing less of you as a person after this year (almost a year? I think in Aug it would’ve been). I just know now that we can’t live under the same house together.

Anyways, if you actually want to talk about this you can call me.