By Popular Request

Sorry my posts have been in slow mode, and I know this blog is like methamphetamines for some of you, but Mr. Superficiality is unfortunately living a Hannah Montana lifestyle where he is a hip-city-know-whats-hot-blogger by night and a boring bio student at UCI trying to get his ass into dental school by day. And for some strange reason my day life is taking over even though this quarter was not supposed to be daylight savings. Anyway, I haven't really planned any special topics for tonight, and I wasn't even going to write anything because I technically should be "studying." However, because my newly discovered Central Perk had to have a bunch of hipsters trying to shed some of their musical "talent" on all of us attempting to do "work" on a Friday night I decided I might as well update this.

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So I had some requests about what to talk about. One being celebrities such as Perez Hilton and another being New Moon movie. First of all, I am not a celebrity blogger and Perez Hilton is not a celebrity anyway. He is more of a celebrity leech, parasite, freeloader, bottom feeder...or any synonymous word you would like to use. He calls his site "Most Hated Site in Hollywood." Newsflash, most hated site is TMZ because that one actually destroyed careers and had Britney's commando shot about 12 hours before Perez did....maybe the time it took him to decide which color of the rainbow to dye his hair next? No, I don't hate this guy, I just don't really find him too relevant and if there is anything that annoys me more is people who think they are something more than they actually are.

Next, New Moon. I'm not going to deny and say that I am not a Twi-fan because I read half the series during finals week a year ago. So I decided to go with a few people to the premiere because I find amusement in seeing a bunch of obsessed prepubescent girls and their mothers shriek and scream as if they are at a Michael Jackson concert (RIP). However, what I found to be too much (yet somehow unsurprising) was a woman reaching climax in her theater seat from seeing the actors shirtless on screen. Unless pushing yourself up against the seat screaming "OH MAH LORDD-AH OOH OOH OOO" means something else I advise no one to sit on the second seat to the right in third row of theater 9 at AMC at the District in Irvine, unless you want a case of herpes. Other than that, the movie is pretty good, but again, I am not a movie critic/blogger either so you won't find any further reviews here.

Ok, the emos have stopped their music so I can now get back to actual work. Until next time!