Brow Wow

I was catching up on Heroes the other day (Yes I like to watch my TV shows 3 months later) and I noticed something.

And that something was eyebrows. Specifically, Gretchen's, Claire's and Sylar's eyebrows.

I think that eyebrows don't receive enough attention. They are underrated. And yet eyebrows are fabulous! Here I will explain.

1) Gretchen Berg (played by Madeline Zima)

There's something about Gretchen's character which I like. Can't place my finger on it exactly, but I know those eyebrows must have played a part. I read somewhere that women's eyebrows are sparser than men's so that's why most celebs fill them up.

But I think her eyebrows look pretty natural. Most fill-up ones don't look that thick.

I was brought up around thin eyebrowed-women. Heck, my grandma totally shaved hers off and got blue tattooed ones instead. So to see Madeline Zima's refreshingly and relatively thicker ones is actually very heartening.

2) Claire Bennet (played by Hayden Panettiere)

I'm not actually a big fan of Claire in the series. But she does happen to be cute. Not to mention that I've started admiring those brows everytime she comes on screen

I mean, they're so...triangular. I've tried consoling myself that mine look triangular too, but when I look at my own, I think: triangular balding caterpillars.

Eyebrows can be a real blow to your self-esteem sometimes.

3) Sylar (played by Zachary Quinto)

Now this man has the grandfather of all eyebrows. They're so famous, they've been dubbed Sylarbrows. These eyebrows have been saluted. They have been the subject of lovely poems (ok, maybe I'm lying, but it COULD happen). They have been the cause of my lost productivity (I'm supposed to be sweating over a Chem textbook now). They have been the other cause of my low eyebrow self-esteem.

And when Sylar raises one eyebrow before he kills someone, I find myself upright in my seat, staring at those brows. How does he do it? I wonder, cursing my facial muscles for being so flabby.

I should be pitying the victims, they way they are being carved like Halloween pumpkins. But no. I'm wondering instead how one man can have so much brow.

See. I'm right. Sylar's evilness comes from his eyebrows. I'm more heartless already.

To see how hypnotic his eyebrows are, check out this blog post!

Here's also a blog dedicated to his eyebrows!

In this world where humans are obsessed with tweezing, waxing, and shaving our ancestral biological hairs off, take some time to appreciate your eyebrows.

Now I'm off to flex those balding triangular caterpillars of mine. So long!

When in America!

Sometimes the USA disappoints me. It's not the politics. It's not the economy. It's not the obesity figures. It's the...
TV shows.

It's not that they're horrible. It's not that they are overhyped (well, maybe sometimes). It the fact that all my media and entertainment comes from the USA. I watch American movies. Obsess over American actors. I listen to American bands. I avidly follow American TV shows.

Ya hear that, fellow Malaysians? I know half or more of you are watching Glee! right now.

Oh, living in M'sia is great, but we miss out on some perks. For one thing, FAST online TV show streaming. If I lived in the USA and maybe missed an episode of Heroes or two, never mind, just log on and watch it on the computer!

..well, here, apparently I can't because the video is not in my"geographical region".

Geographical region my ass. Isn't Malaysia part of the geographical region called "the Earth"?

Heck, the way the companies broadcast TV shows here, some go on endless repeat of season 3 when the developed world is watching, like, um, Season 5? My favourite character might have died by the time we catch up.

Another thing: spelling. Now I like America. It's the land of the free. The funny. The interesting. But one thing I've gotta say, thanks to you guys my spelling is screwed half the time.

Since Malaysia was colonised by the British, it's been hammered into me since young that I spell words as 'coloUr', 'neighboUr' and 'cenTRE'. My childhood was great and unconfused, because I hadn't come across American books at that time.

Then one day, I saw: "COLOR". Oh, the horror. My English world was shattered. How could these people not spell it with a "U"? Oh, the mocking I received from that cruel cruel word!

It didn't stop there. Pretty soon it was "cenTER", "organiZation", and "neighBOR".

It was bad. Really bad. For the rest of my life I have been writing half my English in American.

Not only that, but how do you pronounce "schedule" anyway?

"Sher-dule" or "Scer-dule"? Huh? Huh? British or American?

Now I speak my English half the time in American too.

Oh well. Seeya folks. I have to go the shopping centre tomorrow with my neighbor so that he can color the walls. Hopefully he can clear his sher-dule for that.

To any USA citizens, sorry if I've offended you. I still like the USA very much.

I Need To Up My Street Cred

Sooooooooooo...

I was noticing myself one day, and I decided that I'm socially unconventional. Why?

1) I like Star Trek and Physics. Nerd alienation much?

2) I'm not a sing-and-dance person. If I sing, it sounds like bullfrogs. If I dance, a llama frolicking in water could do better.

Haha I beat Youlin's ass at dancing!

3) I don't do sports. Much. Does rolling around on the bed count? Ok, so maybe I can swim and play badminton. But a llama would still probably top me.

So anyway, my sister has done IT. She joined CHEERLEADING. Yeah, she told me "I can't dance". Yet now she is bobbing along to Enrique Iglesias and his song which has played at outrageously loud volumes in my room.

She's also cleared my carpet and is spinning around on the ground and punching...something. Not only that, she's grabbing fistfuls of air and gesturing to what seems to be her...uterus? Omg and my crazy ass cousin who is crazy ass good at cheerleading is helping her.

Yeah, they asked me to join in too, for the fun. Oh well, I may as well humiliate myself in my own room.

Ok, first the superwoman pose. Right leg UP! Then, yawning in a big circle. Yeah, arms wide, work it!

Make an 'L' shape, then do a quick spin (it took me three times as long to spin), and then cross your arms, turn your head a bit, pull some air, pull some more air, crouch.

Then they did the quick fancy moves. Slap your knees, raise hands up to say hello, pull some air (I think no more air was left after that), cross arms like a mummy, point to uterus, slap knees, and SUPERWOMAN!

Note: I'm aware that actual cheerleading isn't like this. It just looks like that to me.

Meh, I'm going to leave organised dancing to the llamas. But if you need me to shake various parts of my body like an idiot at a party with loud music and sweaty sweaty people, I can SO do that.

That is what my 'dancing' is like, anyway. Byeeeeeeeee!

Here are Some Picturesssss........

This is shameless self-promotion. But I want your constructive critiques too, so fire away.

I've drawn some pencil portraits; what do you think of them? If you have DeviantArt you can go and comment on the bigger version.

Here's Adam Lambert.
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 Here's Lady Gaga.
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And I actually drew a Nimoy Spock for my dad. Don't like it too much though, eyes looks funny. Ah well.
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Celebrities--We Love Them! We Love Them!

As you know, or do not know, I am considered a typical teenage girl. Maybe not so typical because of an uncanny interest in physics and Star Trek, but that's not the point.

The point is, celebrities. Don't we all just love 'em? When we watch them in movies and they look just...so...hot.

Oh holy toast, we could just stare all day until we turn bug-eyed. Look at this! It's Josh Duhamel...not!

It's Josh Duhamel, shirtless and in the sun!

We wish we could meet someone like that. I vouch for the majority of the females in my age group when I say this.

People who know me well will also know that I quite like this fella below:

And I don't know why.

I see this man killing people as Sylar on Heroes, and I find that appealing. I see him contemplate silently in Star Trek and make out with Uhura, and the nerd inside me screams in support.

Despite the fact that this man does not know of my existence whatsoever, funny effects appear when I see him on the screen. Happy effects. Suddenly everything is all right. I don't care if you were farting in my face, my sense of smell would probably ignore you if we were watching Heroes. Or Star Trek.

Or even if I were looking at a sribbling which looks vaguely like him.

Oh, we've got it bad. It just takes a picture of these people to send our rational minds flying out the window. BOOM, and your brain's gone.

Oops, there goes mine.

Sometimes I hate myself. ;D

And, (here I speak for my squealing celebrity-obsessed friends) why are all the people we like so old?!!

Here I will provide a comparison.

Yes, here's Robert D. Junior, the man who made us watch Iron Man, Sherlock Holmes, Zodiac, The Incredible Hulk, The Soloist and many more with much pleasure.

Compare that to:

...Robert Pattinson. The guy who made us cringe when we watched Twilight. I'm sorry, but I don't think that Edward hair works off-screen. But you were ok as Cedric Diggory.

So folks, it all boils down to experience (and of course the lucky conditions which make you look even better as you age =)

So long, fellow Earthlings!

I'm going back to swooning over Mr. Quinto now.

And hating myself simultaneously for it.