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tv

Wednesday, January 7th, 2009

to start, hating tv isnt “way”
tv is definitely way though

ok so i have to explain myself and why i hate tv and why it is that i see no difference between the movie theatre, mall screens, traffic screens, home tv, and going to the homies to watch tv over there.

really, much like reading books, tv is about staring at a surface.

STARING AT A SURFACE

i have had some creaaaazy ass trips staring at blank space.
much more entertainning than staring at canned information
so i guess i hate tv and its tvness because it kills creativity?

well no.
i have some crazy ideas when i watch others peoples work created for mass absorption and regurgitation
sometimes my most brrilliant ideas come from analyzing that ish
but why dont i waste my time doing that?

well it will happen eventually.

or really, you want to watch tv for me and tell me what you see?
i actually like that much better

but this does not mean i have conversations about tv
thats sooo 2004 and its like far from there yo

why is it 2004? because i had this “bf< ?" dude who didnt believe me when i told him i watched tv
he was like YOU LIE and i was like wtf no
i used to watch tv w my parents when i was little. sometimes i did it with my nanny.
you know, its the american thing to do.
for the people that have read all the books they need to read and written all the papers that they need to write, and for those that definitely have made their time's and money's worth each day and really can leave all the laundry to the housekeeper and can totally even have the time to smoke a ciggie and drink some wine, since like life has been good and its time to relax. you know, the american thing to do is to waste learning time.

so i started coloring while watching tv. as a little girl. or constructing paper dolls or something
it was rare that i ONLY watched tv. i had to be reaaaallly sick (not ill ill but like watching tv at the hospital because my hands were full of needles) for that and even then i would rather daydream than watch cartoon netwrk reruns in english/portuguese/spanish/french/german all day
i guess it was kinda cool to watch the same cartoon in different languages... i guess thats how they test ratings / education levels?
but the news n shit? well thats different. thats not tv
news is that which you HAVE to watch or youll have to listen to it from the radio
and you dont want to be behind in the news!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
all the other toddlers will make fun of you for not staying current

well i havent really said anything about why i hate watching tv
or maybe i did
i dont know.

OOOOOOOOh its reality tv that i hate
well i dont really hate it
i love some shows
like those that korean people go on to sing songs and show off their amazing kid
those are SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO COOOOOOOOOL
but its way better on youtube

or maybe not. http://fattylinebacker.blogspot.com had a pretty nice post about the guitarplaying cutie

but my favorite all time is this little bitch:

Yoo Ee Yun

i must say she made me cry and i really still cry every time i watch this video… i think its cuz this is the first song (fur elise) my brother ever played when we were little kids. its like a kick in the gut to no endddddddddddddddddddddddddd I LOOOOVEEEE ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ya koreans are def better than chileans :P

well i dont know if you can call this potential of any sort.. this kid just pours out love and talent nonstop and crstal clear! shes already there fosho

the message is still the same. loveway.

so ok. i highly doubt you’ve made it this far reading……………………………………… si im going to continue writing

instead of being born the shit, chileans tend to take a REALLY LONG TIME to make cool shit happen (alejandro jodorowsky, isabel allende, pablo neruda, gabriela mistral, catalina vallejos)

and somehow its always ridiculous and insightful fucked up?????? im amazed by this wtf??

NOTE: sabor “churrasco” = meat sandwich flavouring

yes, EVERY meal looks like that. the shape of the rice changes. my mom’s rice usually looked like this:

this is arroz con carne but como los chinos since its not a steak. just look at the rice. thats my rice.

can you imagine having a culture shock because the rice looks messy on the plate?? it was almost unedible at first.

like wtf? why is my rice NOT in a cute donutshape??????????????

some people like to put primavera on the rice so it looks like theres peas and corn in it, but really, there isnt. ok. maybe one or two peas in the whole donut and a piece of carrot here and there, but that shit really sucks. blank rice rules.

and awwwww little kids always using cutlery makes me feel whole :) especially as a secret hipster i tend to only use chopsticks with my food. my mom doesnt care though…. my dad forced us all to learn to eat cantonese food the cantonese way from day one. you know, the little rice bowl with the big metal bbq machine thing that will burn your eyelashes and the multiple glasses and messy dishes that require lots of napkin action that is in NO WAY related to dim-sum (sp?) (u need to check out zing-wha if u’re ever in concepcion. if its still there. its on chacabuco con anibal pinto? maybe closer to prat) its possible that im getting my shit confused. its been a while. but everything was either red or green lots of gold and hot ladies in mini skirts and lots of eyeliner to minimize the eyes since they always had a chinese girl shortage. OH and the most beautiful dragons ALL over the walls and pillars and immense tanks of exotic fish that stare and you can eat someday if your dad feels especially morbid.

i went to a frog restaurant next to the beach once and my brothers and i made our food race each other. i cant remember which beach. but my frog was FATTEST and could barely jump. when it did, it was the most powerful skip and totally blasted the other frogs :D and then one of them died because itBURST!

there is no point.

i have been working diligently on my research! lots of new data coming in! DONT FORGET TO GET YOUR OWN LOLLIPOP!!!!!!!!!

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