Singapore Idol and Ignorant Fucks

I've already told myself times and again that there's no use watching Singapore Idol. It's not even worth it. But somehow, I will find myself watching bits and pieces of the show every Thursday, not forgetting the results show. (Goddammit, these motherfucking chinks playing motherfucking stupid songs at the void-deck of my flat is motherfucking pissing me off!)

Okay... so maybe I still had this little teeny-weeny bit of faith in some of the decent singers, namely Nana, Shirin, Leandra, Jeassie. Then there's the okay ones too like Sylvester, Beverly(but sometimes she just annoys me so much, maybe it's the teeth), Taufik...

However, Maia was NEVER in my list.

I am absolutely appalled by the judges' decision in choosing her to the Final 12. Potential?! What potential?!!! And at this stage, when you have so very few talented singers in the Final 12, you can't depend solely on motherfucking potential. We don't have enough time to push the supposedly potentially good ones to reach their optimum. We NEED the ones with talent. And the judges somehow failed to see the importance of talent over potential at this current dire state.

We're not talking about grooming a singer over a long period of time, in which potential does play important role. We have barely 3 months to crown one of these people the first Singapore Idol. And the winner will be representing Singapore for the Asian Idol. Have you seen Indonesian Idol's winner? And do you even realize that Malaysian Idol's worst singer is like 500 times better than two-third of the contestants in the Final 12?

So why oh why did they let people with talent such as Nana and Shirin slip away just like that? *snaps finger* Oh how much dumber can they get?

Maia can't even hit the high notes for nuts. She was rushing through the song. Her dancing sucks. Damn, Nikki can dance better. And Nikki's a weird dancer! I thought Nikki's rendition of Crazy In Love was so-so, but after listening to Maia's, damn Nikki sounded awesome! Urggh, I hope Maia wins Singapore Idol and represents us for the Asian Idol, subsequently proving to the crowd on how Nenek Nab can be a better judge, any day. Any day.

Other than that, I guess Sylvester is not bad. But he just looks weird on camera. Like he's scared or something. He'll be glancing back and forth; from the audience to the camera and it's bloody irritating. And today, Beverly seems to be trying too hard, she ends up sounding so nasal. And that annoys me too.

My choice would have been: Nana, Shirin, Beverly/Sylvester.

Nana and Shirin was so robbed. So so robbed. Kinda reminded me of Rinie, and Syima... and Hana... and possibly Yin... *sigh* But oh well, I was wrong too for not voting for either of them(as in Shirin and Nana). I just don't find Singapore Idol worth wasting my money on. So, I'm just gonna make do with the current Final 12. Heck, I might even choose not to watch the rest of the shows. Just... not worth it.

Oh yeah... I wanna rant and rave about the dumb chinks at my void-deck. Damn, I don't give a flying fuck whether it's the Hungry Ghost month or whatever shit, but to be playing horrid music with all the tok-tok-chengs right from 7pm(when Muslims are like having their evening prayers!) till 11pm is just wrong! So so wrong! What's worse was that I was trying to catch up on my sleep. I was enjoying my deep slumber when I was awaken by this terrible music, with all their stupid trumpet stuff and cymbals(which is as annoying as scratching your nails on a blackboard). And it went on and on and on and on.

I mean, I'm all for religious and racial tolerance. But when you're contributing to noise pollution and disturbing the public's peace, then I guess you have reached the ultimate limit. Forget about my sleep, what about those poor parents with babies/toddlers? What about those people trying to mug for the upcoming exams? What about those Muslims who are trying to do their evening prayers? Don't they spare a thought for these poor people? I wouldn't have mind if the music is played at a moderate volume, but from the sound of it, it seemed like they were really trying to rock the whole flat. And it's not as if it's your GRANDPA'S FLAT GODDAMMIT. YOUR GRANDPOP DON'T PAY MY HOUSE BILLS OR MY MORTGAGES ASSHOLES.

The music was so loud, it was as if you were listening to your discman with the volume turned on full blast. It was THAT bad. If only I had a gun. I so would have made a little trip downstairs and blow the brains out of those dumb, ignorant chinks. Especially the one playing the cymbals. Motherfucker. It was so goddamn loud. TOK TOK CHENG! TOK TOK CHENG! TOK TOK CHENG! Stupid fucks. I doubt you people have brains. Not even those pea-sized ones. IGNORANT. IG-NO-RANT FUCKS.

I wouldn't have mind if the music played on for like 30 minutes. I mean Malays have their ignorant times too, especially when there's a wedding at the void-deck with the makciks and pakciks suddenly having the urge to showcase their, urm, talent. But at least they don't go on for like 4 goddamn hours STRAIGHT. Urgh, I hate this. I hate having to tolerate all these. The other day, it was the horrid smell of incense, joss sticks and papers being burned. That was still bearable. Then, you have to put up with the trouble of having to avoid stepping on those burned ashes. Today, I have to motherfucking bear the goddamn loud NOISE. Okay, it's not even music, it's NOISE. I nearly rang the neighbourhood's police post man. Now, I wish I had done just that.