Listening: some Owl City song that's supposed to make me sleepy.
Current favourite beverage: milk. (and cookies)
Okay, let me get it straight: I can't hate Justin Beiber. It doesn't work for me. His music isn't the best, he's shorter than me, his face is just the most annoying thing I've ever seen, but there's something about him that made him successful, right? We need to make it illegal for artists to produce mind-controlling waves through their music to make people like them.
Even though hordes and hordes of students at my school absolutely loathe that once completely unknown Canadian kid, no amount of peer pressure is going to stop me from listening to his new album again and again on repeat (and shuffle, cause the order of the tracks are in is just appalling.)
I know that you may have been surfing the internet for a while now, and every second page you visit has at least one thing relating to him and I know you might be pretty much sick of him. I just needed to get my opinion out.
And it is OKAY to like something nobody else likes; that's always been a value of mine. As long as you're not hurting anyone, just be weird (which, I don't mean to brag, comes naturally to me) if you're comfortable with it. And I'm more comfortable with everyone knowing the fact that I LIKE JUSTIN BEIBER'S MUSIC than me just listening to it while no-one's looking, that would be a real pain in the arse.
And as you know, he is most probably on the plane to New Zealand now which is just a two-hour plane ride away from Sydney. We all know where he's going next. And I'm going to see him.
Cause his first performance is free, duh. I'm a cheap Asian.
Looking forward to Monday. Will tape it and put it up here. If I'm not absolutely exhausted, of which I probably will be...
so. OBAI.
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