"I believe in karma. That means I can do bad things to people all day and assume they deserve it." - Dogbert
This may sound horrible, but sometimes, I can't stand the skinny ditzy female blonde. And I know its the stereo-type but there's hardly any smoke without any fire. But, I shall plod on and continue with the story.
Tonight was to be a night of laughter and entertainment. It was to be a night of *drumroll*
theatre sports!!! The spontanous action, the unexpected to be expected... But, I managed to go for a charity night thingie. It had, wait for it, Adelaide celebrities.
That's sorta like an oxymoron, like military intelligence, airline food, living dead (????), psychiatric care, kosher ham or my favorite, Hyundai Excel. Never trust Korean cars. That's the best piece of advice my daddy ever gave me.
Back to the place, Jive it was called, on Hindley, Australia's deadiest street. It was packed, sorta pumping. The only 'celebrity' i recognised was Jane something from Channel Ten weather. Anyway, it started with people from radio, tv, theatre, some other places famous people come from. People may wonder. Whats with the clowns?? I thought fern was only fearful of penguins.
I do not fear penguins. They fear me. I have an anti-penguin aura with death inducing rays emitting from my pupils to any penguin that may stare me in the eye. But, clowns. *brrrr* They were all over cos they were collecting money for the humor foundation. The clown doctors that roam hospitals, bringing cheer to all the people.
Nothing against clowns, they are fine as long as there is one person inbetween me and the clown. I do not like clowns. They are scary, loud and too colourful. And no one can be THAT happy. Anything human that is too happy, cheery and bright scares me. It makes me uneasy, clowns and all that jolliness. It's a strange thing I cannot explain.
It was sorta funny, the show. I mean, I may have been spoilt by 'Whose Line is it Anyway?' but I know whats funny and not. But as I mentioned above, the blonde one. She was on the behind-the-scenes news team. Journalist.
The group was playing a game where they had a scene and was suppose to act it out and say the alphabet as it went along. As in the first line had to stay with 'A' then a 'B', so on and so forth. Tra la la la la... I just remember i told someone I never use so on and so forth. Just proving that person right. Bah! *sticks tongue out*
This girl, Blondie, was terrible. I know I shouldnt diss but when it came to her turn, 'G'. The letter 'G'. She stopped, and went, "Geeeeeeeeeeezus Chirst!"
I kid you not. Also, in another game, she was a russian astronut. But, all she could say was "I'm Russian" and "VODKA!"
Im sure she is nice in real life. I also bumped into her in the toilet. We were speaking and she asked me where I was from. "Singapore," I answered, truthfully. I need not lie to everyone I meet. Except clowns. And maybe my mother, :P. The usual reply was recieved, "China?? You are from China? That is so cool. And you speak english! How cool is that?" Agreeing it was cool, she asked me one more question. "You are pretty short for a Chinese person."
Hello??? Chinese, asian people? Tend to be shorter? ANd why would you point it out to anyone? She didnt even say it in a nice way. So in a way, its normal, even acceptable for me to be short.
So it's okie for her to be dumb cos she is blonde. Socially acceptable.
I get that logic.
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erm, Chinese people from Northern China are much taller I guess. RUSSIAN! VODKA! blood in them sometimes even
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