Have you heard?

JOHNNY DEPP BEATS GERARD BUTLER FOR BEST PERFORMANCE ON MTV AWARDS!
Of course I am happy. That's why I didn't vote. Because I would feel guilty if the other one didn't win. Ah Gerry won Best Fight anyway. It's all good.

Happy yay!

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I have great news for myself. My Gerard Butler portrait has been featured in GBfans on Deviantart. This is so BIG! And it's too bad none of you like it except for Nettie!

I'm totally motivated now. I like myself so far. I like myself because I can draw.

Go me!

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Oh, please admit it.

I MAKE THE BEST LAYOUTS EVER. AND GERARD BUTLER IS THE BEST. AND I LOVE MYSELF TOO MUCH RIGHT NOW, I THINK I'M GOING TO WANK TO THE POINT OF NO RETURN.

HAHAHA.


Enjoy his beautiful eyes while it lasts.

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Number of potential boyfriends = zero
Number of bestfriends = zero
Money left = zero
Progress = zero

Weight = infinity.

Happy factor = a million points.


Gerry Butler is positively sexy and beautiful. He is a man beast. I just had a Gerry spree yesterday and got more of his movies, and I just watched Timeline, but it was a little crap, and the actors and script were ghastly. But who would've taken that into account when Gerry is in it?

While Butler is unmarried and making movies, I'm a happy kitten.

James and Adam has also contributed to the million point happy factor.

But I've fallen ill again. It must've been the Gerry spree.

so, HOW DO YOU DO OLD MAN?

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My blog is the shit. I have 2 thousand something visitors and I have no idea where they come from. My blog may be the shit, but my life isn't.

What grabs me by the neck and suffocates me is that everyone else is having fun, be it mugging, boyfriends or girlfriend, doing stuff ... and I am not. I'm like the chicken shit, the lowest of lowest, a pile of dung, rubbish and crap, then me. Everyone is so busy getting involved in something.

I think this is the cue to save money and travel to London, all by myself. I'm the lonely nomad, but at least there I hope I can meet James. He's my only hope to having fun now.

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HAHA NOW I KNOW WHAT GERRY DOES AT 3 AM IN THE MORNING FOR 72 SECONDS.

Labels: depressing, gerard butler, travelling

I have been Butlerized. Okay well, I have been doing absolutely nothing, but playing stocks the whole day, while watching Gerry's interviews and news, and being on the messageboard. Haha, my new obssession is hsx. My net worth has gone down by the thousands, and I bought 25000 shares of Batman Dark Knight, loss a lot of money, invested in Gerard lost, but gained a lot more. I bought loads of 300, and it's currently the most I've earned from something. And it's unfair, because I introduced my sister to this whole hsx thing, and she's worth more than me. I don't know how it goes about actually. I buy shares in moderation, buy in thousands, and what have you. It's exciting seeing the money grow. Of course it's not real money, or I'd be a millionaire right now. It's Hollywood money. A T-shirt costs 8Million. We have to be THAT good just to get dressed.

I've also been reading Robert Burns writings. He has such passion and love. I've been reading them aloud in my 'improving' scottish accent. Not like I get all of the scottish oldspeak. But still, I get the chills reading some of his stuff and feel all sorts of things. And Butler is playing Burns! I bet it's going to be all sexy and lusty. He was born to play Burns. It's a great thing that this movie is going to be made. They're telling the story of this poet who wasn't born in a wealthy family, and he's a scots man. I don't have words for such a movie as this. I just thought it would be great that it would be released on Robert Burns' 250th anniversary, retelling the story of an extraordinary man so that he can be remembered. There is no one better to play Burns than someone who is so passionate about the man himself.

Right, and my mum would be flying off to Taipei tommorow for work. I'd have to cook and send my sister to bed. I am so happy that we no longer have a maid, and would never have any again. Though we have to do more things around at home and be more responsible, the freedom and privacy is worth all that. It's not that bad actually, once you get the rhythm going. I mentioned to my sister that our family is so 'Brady Bunch'. We are so traditional, that we find everyone else's families so weird. Like when you don't have dinner together, or you hardly talk to your siblings, or talk back to your parents. We don't do that around here. We're all about singing and 80s and moral values. Haha. My dad even has curly hair, and my sister wears an apron.

Labels: burns, gerard butler, movie

I've been listening to 300 soundtrack from the moment I got back, till now. I love Azam Ali's voice, I wish I could find the lyrics and knew what it meant. 'Goodbye my love' , 'message for the queen' and 'remember us' makes me what to rip my skin off. I just want to watch it again, be in that moment, cry for the queen, rejoice for Dilios at the end.

Queen Gorgo is like Leonidas' soulmate. She is a strong, hardy woman, who doesn't fight behind her husband, but beside him. She doesn't shed a tear, she takes care of herself, and does anything that might give Spartan's hope. The scene where they made love was so vital in portraying that they were husband and wife, not just king and queen. It was just so sad for her to succumb to Theron.

Haha, Gerard Butler is currently number 1 on IMDB, with David Wenham 5th. I am so happy for them, especially for David! It was so dissapointing that he (David) only went to the LA premiere. That stupid Xerxes, Rodrigo. He didn't act as much as I expected, yet he travels here and there, and give this interviews and stuff. David is so much shadowed. =[

Anyway, I'm still so estatic (and sad) about 300, that I've been bickering about it all night long. (Oh god, I've been jabbering about Gerry for weeks now, my sisters must be so sick!) I must watch it another time, or else, I might fall ill. (The other time, I said I must watch 300 or I will die. But I feel my life fulfilled after today, but I still got to watch it another time, without the having to pee part. I know I will be seriously ill if I don't watch it another time.) Damn, they have the replica of the Spartan sword and the shield online, but doesn't ship outside us. I would give anything for one of those.

I'm still not getting over the 'he once was creedy.' He's risen so much. Before 300, not many people knew him! My Creedy is King now. *sniffs*

Labels: 300, david wenham, gerard butler, movie

I am so pumped right now. I got in. I watched 300. Like a true Spartan, Spartan's never retreat, Spatan's never surrender. (Laughs) I couldn't even describe how anxious I was, 'What if they don't let me in? I wouldn't know what to say!'

I have been left speechless really. It's beyond my vocabulary to describe it. It was hard to concentrate at the beginning, when I heard David Wenham narrate. Because I love my David, I wanted to squeak. So I told myself, I've been waiting for this all year, don't let my love for Wenham blur my vision. Lo! Wenham was truly sexy beyond words. Two of my favourite actors in one movie that I've been waiting for. (So you know how disappointed I was when I found out it was m-18) Gerry was sexy, he had the most amazing body. I read about all the work he did, and his co-stars thought him insane. (Just too bad, he won't keep that shape anymore.) When I saw Gerry's ass, I wanted to shout, 'Oh my god, Gerry has an beautiful well toned ass.' But I've seen Wenham's before, and it was sexier and had dimples on them. (HEHE FUCKKKK.)

I got used to it immediately. I read a lot of reviews, saying that it looked more of a video game and you had to get used to it. But oh, the pauses in action sequences, the cgi skies, the flying heads- I loved it. I fucking loved it. It wasn't only the battle scenes that I craved for. The love of King Leodinas and the Queen was so real and emotional, that you could actually feel it. The King goes into battle with his queen on his mind. When he said, 'my queen, my wife, my love,' Ah, just got me right there. The Queen would do anything for her king, and it was so sad (when the blah blah blah... watch it you doofus.) I would have loved it even if it wasn't Gerry or David in it. They just made it better. Oh, fuck, I want to watch it again. I want to be a Spartan man.

But 45 minutes into the movie, I had to pee. I waited until the scene of Dilios (Wenham) and the King (Gerry) to end before I ran like the wind to the washroom. What a spoiler!

300 was intense, exciting, gripping. Every scene was memorable. A true masterpiece. The CGI, OST, and actors were brilliant. And I found the right words to say about this film.

IT IS FUCKING BRILLIANT.

And what I've learned from this, was about honor, pride, and that Spartan women has tiny tits but Persian women has huge ones.

I bought the soundtrack, because I just needed to relive the moments. And now I have a clearer idea about what I want to write to Gerry when I get on my fan letter. Haha, so long and farewell.

Labels: 300, david wenham, gerard butler, movie

I came online with an intention to write about chimpanzees, but I visited GB.net first so all the raw emotion is gone. I am just going to do the boring old stuff. Yes, about Gerry.

I think it's weird when you see an actor go so far. It's like yesterday he played Creedy in Reign of Fire, and suddenly he is King Leonidas. Haha, I don't like girls who like a certain actor after something really big happens to him. Like Johnny Depp. A lot of girls went crazy over him when they saw Pirates of the Carribean. It's the same with Gerard Butler. I think I could just go, 'I loved him since CREEDY, and you only loved him when he played Phantom.' Lol. The more fame gets to someone, they have lesser and lesser time with their fans, because they've got to go here and there, do projects and all the stuff that actors do. Which is sad. But it's a good thing they're being busy. Because then we'd see more of them on screen!

I don't think I've ever mentioned this before - I liked this band called Natural. Boyband stuff I was crazy about when I was 14. I actually won an autograph picture of the band and some posters. (Which was so amazing because it's the only thing that I've won in my entire life, and I didn't think I was going to get it, since I lied that I was American. Haha, so they had to ship it all the way over to Singapore.) And my best friend at that time, Steffo got Patrick King to wish me happy birthday when they were on tour in Germany. Man, best days on my life. The guys would sometimes drop by the message board. There was once I went there and no one was online except me with one of the guys, Josh, I think. So cool. And then Sarah Connor married Mark who was lead vocalist, and everyone called her yoko, cause Mark was going to leave the band. Then the band sort of broke into pieces, and Lou Pearlman wanted to make a new band with totally different people, and only Patrick (my favourite.) would be the original one. And their name would remain Natural. WTF. A lot of us were angry. And that time Patrick hung around the message bord often, to explain the situation. I kinda said something disrespectful to him, about being 'original' blah blah. (Irony, because I owned the only Patrick King fanlisting, which has just been removed because I wasn't keen to look after it, since my interest in Patrick King was lost.) I was so fucking scared to return. But then I did, few days later to see what he had replied. I was banned. Lol. So I set up a new account, went to the BenBledsoe message board (another guy originally from the band) and hung around there a lot. Ben is a nice guy. He is so free to chat with his fans and stuff. I haven't returned. I hope he is doing good now. And 'Natural' the remake of the old band, never took off. They sucked really. So now they're no longer signed. Poor Patrick. Never trust Lou. Didn't they learn from Nsync and BSB? Oh well. Josh got married after that, and Micheal is dating this actress whose name can be found on imdb.

I really want to blog about the chimps. Haha, next time.

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Reasons why I am a happy shit.

1) I have bought the Phantom of The Opera DVD, watched it again last night, and am completely obsessed with Phantom & Gerard Butler. I watched the special features and I feel that my life has been fulfilled. (Gerry is amazing and sensational and hot and I love his teeth.)

2) I bought Shantaram.

3) I am going to wrap Shantaram.

4) I am going to finish a portrait of my sister today.

5) Someone new has added me on their watchlist.

6) Gerry Butler is a scots man, and I love Scottish men.

7) I think I am going to make a list of hot men.
(Johnny Depp, Barry Pepper, Christian Bale, Gerard Butler, David Wenham, Joseph Sitora, and etc.)

8) I think I will try to drill a hole in my bedroom wall so I can hang up my LOTR framed poster.

9) I have memorised most of the script of LoTR, mostly in TTT and ROTK. But the point is, I am going to watch PoTO a million more times and memorise the script. Haha okay, I am a freak.

10) I love Gerry's teeth, Barry's nose, Johnny's jaws, Wenham's nose, Bale's lips.

Now the bad news.

1) Cousins are here, so I can't sing for 2 weeks, no privacy, stupid noisy kids, smelly toilet, stupid boys.

2) I am fat. Haha, oh wait, I don't think I've said that before.

3) I love Gerry and far away men. Which means, I don't like nearby boys. Which means I don't care about how I look. Which means, acne is taking over my life.

I could go on and write a book about my plight. So I guess I will stop now.

Labels: barry pepper, gerard butler, phantom of the opera, stupid obsessions

Gerard Butler is LOVE. Okay, I am going to call him Gerry now. I went Gerry crazy after watching Reign of Fire, and I've just watch Phantom of the Opera, and I love him more.

Phantom of the Opera is depressing and it makes me want to cry for months and kill myself. Alone, for the rest of his life. It's like he was fated to be so alone because of his deformity. And the song 'learn to be lonely' is just so heartwrenching, I think I could die.

Okay well, I love Gerard Butler.

Gerard Butler is LOVE.
He is the SEXGOD.
The nice man.
Shit, I want to marry him.

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