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給我一首歌的時間 給我一首歌的時間 雨淋濕了天空 在一起叫夢 能不能給我一首歌的時間 (There's a bridge but I don't really like it so I won't bother typing it out. Typing in Chinese is quite a bitch. Especially when looking for traditional Chinese characters.) I admit, his weepy love song lyrics are a bit cheap. There's no depth to the emotions, just generic, readily-packaged phrases and words that are supposed to convey heartbreak and pathos. I know all this...and yet, it's affecting me. I'm so annoyed with Jay Chou. He needs to stop writing lyrics in such simple Chinese that even I can understand them. What the fuck. I don't even bother reading Vincent Fang's lyrics 'cause I can't recognise half the words anyway, so yeah, I blame Jay Chou for this. Also, I just found out that the half-Taiwanese song (Track #8) is a duet, and that he didn't sing the Taiwanese lines. I FEEL SO CHEATED. Who the fuck is Gary? Why should I be interested in listening to his voice? I want to hear Jielun sing in Taiwanese, dammit, not some Gary dude whom I don't even know. Time Machine sounds like a bastardised version of Bai Se Feng Che. But I have to admit, his songs are damn catchy. I started humming that 'le'-ridden song (...okay I can't remember what it's called) after two spins and I don't even like it. And I just discovered this awesome line in the Joker song: 別忘記 蝙蝠俠靠我才票房冠軍 I don't necessarily agree that The Dark Knight hit the #1 spot in the box office because of Heath Ledger's Joker, but you know what, it's a reference to the Dark Knight. I love the Dark Knight. It's a Jay Chou song. I'LL TAKE IT. Well, anyway, I think I'm PMSing. That alone should explain the moodiness. I think the fact that Roger lost plays a tiny part too; by now I'm extremely adept at using such things as a means of distracting myself from things that I don't want to think about, that I should think about, and for a while I was in a happy bubble because Roger was winning his matches and I was happy that he was winning his matches, and now that he lost a match, that happy bubble has burst, and it hurts. More so than the sting of seeing him lose to Andy Murray; it's that, and much more. Don't want to talk about it though. I wonder what do I talk about anymore. Oh well.
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