Well, as I am typing this, I'm pretty sure all of you are aware that Kate Middleton is just a few minutes away from officially becoming a princess. While paying attention to this might make me seem like a fanatic, trust me, I really am not. It's just that, it's kinda hard to ignore it because everywhere I look, every website I go into, every frigging channel on TV is all about it. I can't even find solace in my room, because our helper had just asked me if I could turn on the TV so she can watch the wedding while cleaning my room.
I guess it has something to do with the whole fairy tale fantasy or something. The whole "happily-ever-after" and the frivolous wedding BS. Frankly, I don't see weddings as anything except as an ending period. I'm sure we've all heard of those horror stories people tell on the truth of what life really is after getting married, so I won't go into detail.
In other news, I did manage to surprise myself this year because of another obsession, which is Australia's Next Top Model Cycle 5. I mean, the directing of the show is awful, but the girls and the photoshoots, my God. My favorite is Tahnee and Clare, and I'm glad Cassy didn't win. IMO, she's an Australian version of a hill billy.
Tahnee as Elizabeth Taylor
Clare as Twiggy!
Ugh. Girls like them, they can make you feel like trailer trash in an instant. It's a crappy job, I know, plus you get judged by everyone solely on your looks and youth that is announced to be over at the age of 25, but let's face it, men worth chasing for like their girls skinny, beautiful, dumb and rich, and those girls have it all. But thankfully, I had my good friend Randy to make me think otherwise.
Randy: How many seasons of America's Next Top Model is there?
Jem: I dunno. 16?
Randy: 16?! Sixteen seasons?! How many top models does the world need?
