Hilary Duffs and Sugar Puffs.
Since i have been sleeping excessively in the afternoons for the past few days, sleeping at night has become rather difficult. I solve this problem by watching TV late into the night, which I have not been able to do for many months.
Yesterday, my dad and i both wanted to watch TV late at night.
At this juncture, i feel responsible to tell you that my father and i never get along when it comes to TV. My father enjoys watching anything with Morgan Freeman, Denzel Washington, cops, fire trucks, guns, or any combination of the abovementioned elements. He also enjoys watching animals on national geographic. i enjoy none of these, and pretty much anything else. You see how the two circles hardly overlap.
But the one thing that we managed to find in common was Disney Channel. So we switch it on, and the Lizzie McGuire movie is just about to start. Having never watched Lizzie McGuire before, and dying to find something to watch, i decide to stop and wait to see if there was any sign of rebellion. There wasn't.
So i put down the remote and watch the Lizzie McGuire Movie, on Disney Channel. Unlike some of my friends *coughcoughdeecoughcough*, i have nothing against disney. I have minor issues with Hilary Duff, but i decide to put them aside for the noble cause of not wanting to start another argument with my father.
It was a good movie, more or less. Italy was beautiful, and Paolo was equally beautiful. Enough to get me through the movie. I liked Gordo; he fits into my typical favourite kind of fictional character stereotype- nerdy, misunderstood and eloquent. I enjoyed the movie, and i'm not ashamed to admit it. I went to sleep with very feel-good thoughts about myself and life in general.
This morning i decided to put aside my prejudices against Hilary Duff and google her. I found her website, and read through her biography. And the whole purpose of me writing this entire entry is to quote this one line that i read in the biography, which made me laugh-
"Speaking of idols, here's what another one has to say: "Hilary is just completely a light to the world," no less an authority than Britney Spears told Popstar! magazine. "So beautiful and so incredibly sweet. Her music is amazing . . . she should just be herself and never change."
Britney Spears is the authority on teen idols! Doesn't that crack you up? Because its so true! Who would be a better person to comment on Hilary Duff's popularity, than Britney Herself? And she told it to Popstar! magazine, too. Whoa, man. Talk about Rekha-Aunty-Syndrome. Does everyone know Popstar! magazine, or what?
okay. maybe everyone does. i don't though. but thats not the point. thats far from the point. in fact, i forgot the point. this entry was only written to amuse myself at 00.45, when my eyes dont shut upon command. because i sleep excessively in the afternoons these days. have i mentioned that?
And i wonder why people describe conversations with me as circular.
Yesterday, my dad and i both wanted to watch TV late at night.
At this juncture, i feel responsible to tell you that my father and i never get along when it comes to TV. My father enjoys watching anything with Morgan Freeman, Denzel Washington, cops, fire trucks, guns, or any combination of the abovementioned elements. He also enjoys watching animals on national geographic. i enjoy none of these, and pretty much anything else. You see how the two circles hardly overlap.
But the one thing that we managed to find in common was Disney Channel. So we switch it on, and the Lizzie McGuire movie is just about to start. Having never watched Lizzie McGuire before, and dying to find something to watch, i decide to stop and wait to see if there was any sign of rebellion. There wasn't.
So i put down the remote and watch the Lizzie McGuire Movie, on Disney Channel. Unlike some of my friends *coughcoughdeecoughcough*, i have nothing against disney. I have minor issues with Hilary Duff, but i decide to put them aside for the noble cause of not wanting to start another argument with my father.
It was a good movie, more or less. Italy was beautiful, and Paolo was equally beautiful. Enough to get me through the movie. I liked Gordo; he fits into my typical favourite kind of fictional character stereotype- nerdy, misunderstood and eloquent. I enjoyed the movie, and i'm not ashamed to admit it. I went to sleep with very feel-good thoughts about myself and life in general.
This morning i decided to put aside my prejudices against Hilary Duff and google her. I found her website, and read through her biography. And the whole purpose of me writing this entire entry is to quote this one line that i read in the biography, which made me laugh-
"Speaking of idols, here's what another one has to say: "Hilary is just completely a light to the world," no less an authority than Britney Spears told Popstar! magazine. "So beautiful and so incredibly sweet. Her music is amazing . . . she should just be herself and never change."
Britney Spears is the authority on teen idols! Doesn't that crack you up? Because its so true! Who would be a better person to comment on Hilary Duff's popularity, than Britney Herself? And she told it to Popstar! magazine, too. Whoa, man. Talk about Rekha-Aunty-Syndrome. Does everyone know Popstar! magazine, or what?
okay. maybe everyone does. i don't though. but thats not the point. thats far from the point. in fact, i forgot the point. this entry was only written to amuse myself at 00.45, when my eyes dont shut upon command. because i sleep excessively in the afternoons these days. have i mentioned that?
And i wonder why people describe conversations with me as circular.
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