The Retarded Hour is the spawn of boredom, excruciating heat, and the wild inner workings of our brains.Meya and I started this project a few days ago because we wanted to do something productive. Not that this is something productive. It’s retarded, really. Hence, the name. Basically it’s just us, in front of the webcam that the father has set up, spewing out word vomit. We do this all the time but it’s mostly just brain fart. Now we actually get to think of topics to talk about, what songs to play, etc. I don’t think we’re going to upload them on the internetz. It’s too fucking embarrassing. But we’re proud of ‘em. We might compile the episodes and put them on DVD to pass around to friends. Might, being the operative word. It’s been fun. My favorite episode is still Jay’s Rap.
It’s silly and stupid, it mocks and bashes, it’s embarrassing and amusing, but mostly it celebrates the things we love most - music, movies, pop culture, and then some.
Anyway this movie Battle Royale scarred me for life and made me hate Japan. Well, not really hate unless that BR Act is true. We watched it for two consecutive times the second time, we watched with the father. He made fun of the protagonist though which made me less scared and worried about the film.
Have you heard the news?? The swine flu made its way here in the Philippines! Cebu, specifically. They're not sure yet but the guy according to my sister was being quarantined. The word sends shivers down my spine since I've watched the movie. I hope all my loved ones won't eat pork.
I'm chatting up with Rox. It's been such a long time. We've talked about college, journals, plans, and mangas. Hahaha we decided to buy new journals, write how things are going during college and send them through mail monthly. Was suppose to meet up on Friday but she's got painting classes! Hahaha so we decided to meet on Saturday. Hopefully, we'd be able to fulfill that Hot wings.
We have a Japanese bean-flavored Kitkat from Ate Avi in the fridge. Haha