Saturday, December 31, 2005

Last post of the year...

I watched 2 movies today, since my father went and rented so many dvds. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory was obviously the better one. it stayed true to the book and Johnny Depp was entertainingly funny, sinister, and kuku. I admire him for the time he spent preparing for this role. I suspect he camped outside Michael Jackson's house with a pair of binoculars.

Now, the crappy movie was House of Flying Daggers. It started out ok, and the costumes and scenary were very nice. I mean scenary in the normal layman sense of the word, not the way christianne would take it. the actors were ugly or sissy or both. The real problem comes with indecision. These are a list of things they could not decide on.

1. Disability/Ability
a. Girl cannot decide whether she is blind or not. When it turns out she can see, she still has the stoned look. Producer probably made that up to explain zhang ziyi's bad acting
b, girl cannot decide whether she is kungfu master or not. Therefore, she can tell which peanut hit which drum, but not save herself from a pervert

2. Urge to reproduce: Characters attempt to mate with blind/not blind girl 3 times before she actually does it with the sissy guy

3. State of life: Girl gets stabbed in the heart with flying dagger from houseman of flying daggers. wakes up 3 times to
a. realise her sissy boyfriend came back
b. realise there was snow falling on her face
c. throw another flying dagger to save aforementioned boyfriend

then she dies

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Aaahhh! This is time to do some major shit-ass panicking. The after o-level period went by in a flash of boring colour. I will miss not studying. Admittedly it felt like my life had no purpose after the exams, but that is still better than starting jc. For one thing, I'm going to have to go at 730 just because of my stupid phone number. shite. I wonder who's gonna be in my class. They won't measure up to the l/m loonies. Frick. totally blew the holidays. Now the stupid orientation will start, and we will all have to act like 5 year olds, screaming cheers that i thought i left behind a long time ago...

So! There was this truly disgusting show on hbo, called Angels in America. At first it seemed smart-ish, like Six Feet Under. but then it came to this scene where this woman angel was complaining about how God loved humans more than angels because he created humans, and he hated the angels incessant humping. The man she was talking to looked like he crawled out of a drain. Then she sort of flapped her wings a bit, whined about how she deprived she was, then burnt off his clothes and humped him too. You see the WHOLE LONG PUKING PROCESS PLUS SOUND EFFECTS. Then they move to the next scene, where he tells his friends that she had eight vaginas.

hello! The censorship board didn't allow Sex and the City for the LONGEST time and now they have FRIGGIN HUMPING ANGELS!!!! Which kind of goes to show that Freud was right and the censors should stop being so retentive because its all going to gush out sooner or later.

Saturday, December 24, 2005

Twas the night before Christmas as all through the world
The noises of unrest were being unfurled
The men in Iraq were littering the streets
With bullets and bombs and C5 treats
Children in Africa were dying of Aids
Deadly thin and trembling without even a bed
While women in Iran were hiding their heads
Santas were drinking and laughing instead
In China not too far from the premier's sight
Bird flu's snuffing lives out like a light
Cholera's spreading from no sanitation
Kids are suffering zero education
At the North Pole the bears are sweating
Feeling hot and bothered about global warming
2 thousand years ago Jesus violently died
Now there's still blood this Yuletide
The Gates and Bonos can't do it alone
Bring the Christmas spirit to everyone's home

Thursday, December 22, 2005

So today was a mess of going to the dentist and stuff. Boring, cold... I'm not going to do that disgusting chin surgery.

my brother has become extra annoying. he's been reading this new memory book thing that supposedly makes you extra geniustic. So now he's going around memorising dumb words from the dictionary and singing them out for the whole world to hear. it may have enhanced his memory but it did nothing for his mind. it goes something like this

"hey wanna here what i remembered?"

"no.."

"towel, egg, marlin, virginia, cantaloupe, umbrella, toadstool"

"go away"

"starboard, sideslip, kosher, rack.."

et cetera

For the record, Dan Brown has the sentence structure of a monkey
Went to watch king kong today. I thought the character development was good but there were lots of unecessary bits. Like kong playing with the dead t-rex's jaws. and adrien brody battling a butt sucking number of roaches, spiders, leeches (those were the worst), and other scum of the earth. Maybe he made the movie so long because he thought that it was the length that made his previous 3 movies successful. But, I have to say it was entertaining. The funniest part wasn't any of the intentional banter. It was when adrien brody was kissing naomi watts. His nose was so big that it kinda got in the way, so he had to shift his head about. then it still got squished against her cheekbone. hahahahaha. i wonder how long they had to experiment before they found that "compromise" position. still, he looked better than the other actor acting as an actor.

Monday, December 19, 2005

NGC had this adorable documentary about penguins. Penguins are my favourite kind of bird. Fine, eagles and stuff look graceful and blah but if everyone in the world watched penguins, there would be a lot of awwww instead of ripping other people to shreds. I think the cutest thing about penguins is their walk. It's this sort of resigned yet determined plodding waddle. It says, "Man, I'm stuck in this godforsaken place. Oh well, I'm gonna look for some fish." They waddle while holding their flippers slightly away from their bodies, like a tightrope walker. Maybe they're afraid they'll slip on ice. And when a bunch of them slide on their bellies they look like little kids going for their first sleigh ride. They have really tiny grey fluffy chicks that end up growing almost as big as their parents, but still depend on them. When that happens, the parents look at their giant fluffy monstrosity with a kind of bewildered expression and start their resigned trudge all the way to the ice edge. Penguins have no shoulders, so they always look like they're hunching, in a dejected but peservering attitude.

Perhaps its because they know they're not getting any Christmas presents, Santa being on the other side of the world.

Saturday, December 17, 2005

See? Got nothing better to do. lalalalala. Jln bukit merah is a very run down place. this old lady went up to me and said something something tiam. so i was like huh? then she said something in cantonese and i thought she was telling me something embarassing, like my fly was open. so i was looking around to see if anything was stuck on my butt when she pointed to my watch. told her the time in chinese but i don't think she understood. i am failing greatly at the art of communication because i don't speak/comprehend any dialects. i'm so bored.

lapdogs make my blood boil.

speaking of which, there was this really adorable stray. well it was adorable until it started drinking from a puddle on the road at holland village. then it was just sad. oh, does anyone know why its called holland village? cos i don't see anything related to the dutch there, except maybe beer

Friday, December 16, 2005

another colour! anyway...today has probably been happy/rollercoaster for almost everyone. Good luck to all the gays who are appealing. I'm sure you guys will get in. Get up and kick fate in the crotch! If fate dodges, then just wait until 22 March because that's when the O-level results come out. Oh geez i hope that i don't do worse than the prelims. That happens to a lot of people and I don't want to be one of them. Something interesting that i learned today was that monitor lizards mate up to 20 times a day with the same lizard in their burrows during breeding season. Don't ask me how i found that out

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Haha. trying out yet another font colour. I will find one that suits me

How about this? hm. maybe

Anyway, I hope you guys all get into the jcs you want, which will be tomorrow. Knowing the stupid moe, we will be seeing a lot of sad people. I know I shouldn't be complaining, but if no one gets into vj I shall be supernaturally pissed. So... please tell me once you know

I went to vj again. Not much. I just wish Kenneth and fengyao knew more on middle eastern oil. it was quite a pain.

My brother was pissing me off today. he is such a smart aleck

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

let's see...wandered aimlessly around j8, contemplated whether to leave vj, played a bit of b-ball. not much.

just trying out another colour, seeing what works

feeling kinda lifeless right now. i hate to admit this but watching jeff corwin on animal planet has proven to be quite amusing. oh look at the levels that i sink to now. sooner or later i'll have tortured myself through crocodile hunter and turned my brain into a lump of cheddar.

ow...i would wish that jc would start, but knowing where i'm going...

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

Hm...What to do...Sitting around again typing rubbish. I realised today that the french agriculture industry is mighty fucked up. They get one quarter of the nearly 50 billion of the EU's budget on CAP. Of this, 40% goes to 5% of thier farmers. That's messed up.

So while i'm sitting at home contemplating all possible meanings of "bored as hell" I'm wishing that a meteorite will fall through the roof. This may at first appear to be a bizarre wish but did you know that what NASA pays for each gram of proven meteorite really is through the roof. Provided of course I get actually find a space rock and mail it to NASA without one of those evil postmen stealing it and claiming the money. Kevin Costner had this movie where is was this heroic postman who triggered a revolution. It was blatantly unrealistic, since the dystopia of caveman proportions fixed itself to star trek technological standards in about 50 years. I thought it was absurd but then that balding dude has always made absurd movies. The most annoying thing I would say is his penchant for playing exceedingly noble characters. He also tends not to use guns. Haha. Fine, that's a good thing. But I still don't like him. I also don't like staying at home. I will go out tomorrow

Monday, December 12, 2005

Well, I went for my first VJ training today. I realised too late why they wanted debaters for DSA when all other schools were fine rejecting us. There is no proper training, just seniors bumming around and giving us good solid..I don't know really. All i need to do now is convince my parents that i should appeal to go elsewhere. I don't think it should be too difficult. But i would be wasting a space. Still, April did it so I guess I can too. Thing is, she was smart enough to actually reject the offer. Sigh...If anyone is going to vj please tell me.

On a happier note, those people who are feeling supremely bored should come watch the DEP exhibition on saturday. I have no clue where it's going to be, but I do know it's going to be hilarious. Not going to ruin the surprise.

Sunday, December 11, 2005

ok. haha. So i'm fickle. Third change of blog. Well geez, what do you expect? My experiment with msn spaces failed spectacularly because it was so damn boring. No one should ever use msn spaces. Ever.

Nothing happened today. I watched a bunch of movies on cable and that was about it