Brain Melting

This is quite possibly the worst song I have ever heard:

I am becoming fed up with artists who think they can just make shit songs because of their famous, worshipped by the consumer world status. Such as Britney Spears, who actually, in my opinion used to be good, before the whole head shaving/train wreck incident which spawned the onslaught of Blackout and Circus. It seems nowadays, all Britney needs to do is strip off into some skimpy outfit, sing her prewritten song about advertising her sex appeal, and then have the song highly edited, audio tuned and BAM! Number one hit, which will be downloaded allover the globe and enjoyed by mindless drunken sluts of today.

Arguably worse than this song is Yeah x3 by Chris Brown. It opens with a bunch of kids, seemly reminiscent of Sesame Street, looking bored, when yay! It's Chris Brown, here to save the day! To me, this whole video is a pathetic attempt to gain redemption and restore his reputation by using these little kids. Why doesn't he just go the full way by rescuing some puppies from a burning building and helping some old ladies cross the road, if he's going for the whole blatantly obvious thing.

I dedicate this post to Gen, seeing as it is something else that pisses me off today.

I wear my bintang with my bintang shorts while acting dardy.

Why do people try and dress indie? Don't they know that they look the same as everyone else?
It's called being individual.
I'm sick of those people who shop at op-shops because they think it's cool.
It's almost as bad as shopping at that shop that sells poorly made Chinese factory outfits intended to dress the consumer driven slut worshipping thirteen year olds of today. Erm..Supre.
And yeah, I have a bintang. It doesn't mean I wear it in public with my jeggings, canvas shoes and my ratty extensions.
I'm not that awesome.
I'm going to finish this pointless ranting. This blog is rapidly becoming, "What pisses Taylah off today."

Beware of society.

its emo time.

Don't ever wish for your parents to divorce. It's an endless life of being shipped from parent to parent. Spend time with Dad. Spend time with Mum. Spend time with your stepdad.
Really, the only person in my family I want to spend time with is my dog.
Now I feel like the dog. Like the possession. Parents will have you two days a week and for the rest they don't want to know about you.

ChatRoulette: The Great Family Pastime

Why do parents always look at what you're doing on the Internet? What do they expect to find? Forty year old men naked on webcam? Porn videos? Russian porn videos? Redtube?
My School Website?
It is so ANNOYING!
Everytime my mum is on the computer she minimises the window when I walk past. She doesn't even minimise it to another innocent window, but to her desktop. Obvious much?
I wonder what she is looking at?
Ah the mysteries of adults.



I don't know what the fuck this is, I'm pretty sure families do not crowd around the computer with wide smiles, looking joyous while staring at a blank screen. The dad probably can't wait to check out the webcam functionality and the easy fun of ChatRoulette or "Talk to Strangers!"