Wednesday, September 28, 2005

director

when i grow up, i dont wanna be like those concubines in "Jin ZhiYu Nie" fighting for the affection of the chee-ko-peh emperor and losing their principles to become the emperor's fave candidate for bedtime romps.

Neither do i wanna be those palace maids in "Da Chang Jin" who have to cook for the entire royal family and scheme their way to become the Top Lady of the Royal Kitchen. Palace maids cant die in royal grounds and u cant get married. how dreadful can it be for a young woman?

As for me, when i grow up, i'd rather be the director who shouts "Cut!" and disallow Jackie Chan from hogging the big screen and getting the plastic-enhanced Korean beauty Kim Hee Sun (look at her nose..one punch and she'll look like the k-version of michale jackson's sister la-toya) to bare her twin peaks to him and i'd get the people to fawn over me instead of the chee-ko-peh emperors in "Jin Zhi Yu Nie" and "Da Chang Jin".

i wonder, do emperors get AIDS? If i could, i'd make sure the empress wields the most power in the royal harem, which woman could stand her husband being in the arms of 3000 different concubines and risk being upstaged by his fave concubine a la Jin Zhi Yu Nie.

so there you go, yours truly here shall do the world a favour and be the director and save everyone from watching bad shows. excuse me while i go watch my one tree hill.

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