GLEE PROJECT.

This lovely girl was eliminated from The Glee Project last night.
BLAH.
Her name was Marissa and she had banana earrings. YOUR ARGUMENT IS INVALID, RYAN MURPHY.

The episode was tenacity (with Karofsky chucking slushies at them!) or TE-NASTY as Alex said.

If you don't know Alex, he's one of the contestants on The Glee Project. GET WITH THE PROGRAM. Geez.
And he would be the offspring of Kurt and Mercedes, if they had children together.
And he's like tall and big and everything, so he comes across as really tough and strong, yet when he talks, his voice is like a girl's, so he's all sweet and soft.
Aw. :)

What's the point of this blag post, I hear you ask?
Well, there's no point. Since when have you read a post on here that has a point? You just wasted about 5 minutes of your life that you will never get back. :P

Tomorrow is May 21st 2011

What's with the random picture and this random blag post?

WELL. Apparently, according to some crazy people, the Rapture is tomorrow. Yes, we are all going to die, blah blah blah. Everyone is either PARTYING PARTYING PARTYING YEAH or at church asking for forgiveness right now.

(Or, if you're like me, you are sitting at home, trying to figure out how benzal-acetone turns into di-benzal-acetone. And I did. Basically, there's a lot of re-arranging and protons going everywhere but I DID IT. It's probably wrong, though, but oh well.)

Anyway, I don't know why I chose to put that picture at the top, but this blag post has a purpose. Unlike all my other blag posts.

Basically, tomorrow will be a long and tiring day, with some people being sucked upwards, and the rest of us stuck down here, like chewing gum on a carpet.

And I just want to say: Good luck to all you wonderful followers! If I were a god, selecting my army of people that I want to save, I'd choose you. Not just because you consistently view my blag, coming here religiously, reading my stupid rants about stupid TV shows, putting up with my creys over Alex and Sam and other unimportant things.
It's because I like you guys, you're always nice to me, even when I do rant and cry too much about Alex and Sam and other unimportant things.

So, thank you. It's been a pleasure having you all reading my rants, where I cry over unimportant things like Alex and Sam. :)

EULOGY.

This is Alex.
He was on the 2011 season of Masterchef.
Eliminated in the Top 50.
Wild card into the Top 24.
Eliminated in the first pressure test.

Ugh.
Thanks a lot, stupid judges, you and your stupid cravats and jumping around all the time.
Gosh.

For those of you who don't know, Alex had to cook a Bombe Alaska in the pressure test. No, he didn't have Josh Thomas' problem where the meringue kept sliding off, but there was a problem with the ice-cream/sorbet. Apparently, there wasn't enough of it (and the judges, being piggy and all, wanting buckets of the stuff) and also, Gary whined that the "sorbet was soaking into the sponge cake".

WHAT THE HELL, GARY? Stop being picky with your food! There are people starving in the world, and they would do anything for a tiny bit of food, let alone a freaking Bombe Alaska where the sponge is not separated from the sorbet.

Whatever.
I'm so depressed.

Alex was so good looking, had so much spirit and passion for cooking, so much eye candy.
He was like a Dane Swan, always smiling and doing things casually, in his own little way, with a covering of tattoos down the arm.

I mean, I just read this tweet from Mr American Pie:

Swanny using chopsticks to pick up water. Swanny knowing HOW to use chopsticks...?
Him and Alex are so similar, cheeky yet very good at what they do.

I love you, Alex, always remember that. When you're down in Melbourne to visit your f*ck buddy Chelsea find an apprenticeship, look for me. I will probably be the one creeping behind you, peering into your bathroom window.. you know, that kind of thing. I've had lots of practice shhh.

So long, Alex. See you again sometime in the future, and we can resume our lovely relationship that ended so abruptly. <3.

MASTERCHEF.

For those of you who don't watch Masterchef: you suck, with your life and other important things. Just be like the rest of us- boring losers, sitting around watching shit TV shows all day.

Anyway, there's this dude in the Top 50, and his name is Alex. He is so hot, and has big holes in his ears, an arrogant grin, thrives and survives elimination challenges, always messing up and setting sugar packets on fire and dropping cakes.
HE IS EPIC.

So, then, they choose the Top 24 and he cooked a dish with fowl and the judges weren't excited by it. So he got eliminated. :(
I was all upset, as you would be if your life is based around a TV show, and cried into some delicious cake, making it all soggy and wet, as wet as the floor in the Masterchef kitchen.

THEN. I saw a certain article from a blog that recaps reality TV shows and stuff.
I don't know its sources.
I don't know if this is even real.
WHATEVER.
The article says that some contestant in the Top 24 has pulled out and they've put Alex in as a replacement.
THEY'VE PUT ALEX IN AS REPLACEMENT.
THEY'VE PUT ALEX IN THE TOP 24.
THE TOP TWENTY-FOUR.

HE'S NOT ELIMINATED.

This is the best news I have ever heard EVER.
As I said before, I don't know if it's true.
But imagine if it was.
I'd have my Alex back.
I would continue watching Masterchef. Because I am, and always will be, a boring loser.

SO HAPPY.

Alex really is a cat with nine lives.
I just hope he makes it to the end. :)