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Atypical Marathon
I had this samll, R-rate film (yes, got checked ID... AGAIN...) marathon today. I watched 2 moives in 5 1/2 hours. This is also the first time I had watched so many movie in one single day. A must-record event!!!
The movies I watched is namely Love Actually and Monster.
Monster's attraction is definately Charlize Theron's self-sacrificing act as a hooker-serial killer. Christina Ricci's performance is less striking, but the lesbian character the reverse. This once innocent girl reveal the utmost selfishness one can show in times of life and death. She can forget all about the care she once recieved, only to exchange for her innocent from the crime.
It might be also because I was tired, as this was my second movie of the day.
Hence, Love Actually cathes my heart.
I like story of the widowed father helping his 10 years-old son to woo "the one love of his life". The father also found the second woman in life. He said he will re-marry iff only he can find someone as perfect as Claudia Schiffer, and hence the movie give it to him. Claudia Schiffer play another single mother from his son's school!!! So reel...
I also like the story that involves Keria Knigtly's character. Her on-screen husband's best friend fall in love with her on her wedding day. The unlucky guy, was fortunatle a true gentleman. All he did was to tell her how much he feel for her, and that's where it stop.
I hope I could do this that well too... (T-T)
Yes, this movie marathon thingy is tiring. There is no way you can really appreiciate the moives, like what happened to Monster. I still prefer watching 1 per day, and absorb more from just one.
131 days and counting...
// sprinkled by wing_0 @ 2/28/2004 09:16:00 pm
Past Few Days
Honestly, I do not really what to write for this blog. I have got no idea of what to and what not to include in this post.
You see, I watched Something Gotta Give yesterday. This is one of those romantic comedy, with the usual waltz of encounter, sex, separation and reunion. But what is different about this, is that it involves 2 senior citizen: a divorced, past middle aged woman and a heartattack-prone 60+ playboy. And the real fun of the movie is to see the two old folks longing for love, the way young people do during their mate hunting years.
But, honestly speaking, they ain't old antiques. They uses Nokia and Ericsson colour phone, and owns laptops which they chat on them.
But one thing in common, they are both attractive in the eyes of the younger man and woman. Even I find Diane Keaton look gorgeous, even she have winkles that look like spider webs.
Back at home, lou ma zi is gloved whenever food is involved. She became vulnerable to bacterial infection when cooking nowadays. She is further handicapped once again, all thanks to her breast cancer.
Yet, she will be going to Hong Kong with sai lou during the March holiday. Due to her condition,, she will require a pair of custom made gloves on board the plane, as that will affect her due to the removal of some of her limlop.
As for sai lou, I really do not know what got into him recently. He actually agree to go to Hong Kong!!!
He also started to learn how to draw girls!!?
He is having a lifestyle so heavily invovled with his CCA, he is back at least 8+ at night.
For the first two big change, they are not that bad actually. Just that these are real big deviation from the way he normally behave.
As for the third change, it worries me. He is going for his A-level this year, and all his day is occupied by his CCA. I know, he has better time mangaing skill, higher IQ and a better sense of work, but that doesn't mean he should let the rest of the family worry about his school work.
I just hope he really have a clear idea of what he is doing right now.
134 days and counting...
// sprinkled by wing_0 @ 2/25/2004 07:29:00 pm
1 + 1
I attended my former platoon commander's wedding dinner, one which is held in a military manner. There were all the officers wearing their uniform, and the couple was saluted by the sword of honour.
Yes, a lot of specialist from my camp attended, too. The single ones all came with their girl friends, while the amarried all came alone.
Showy.
But all and all, (despite the funny wedding photo...) it was indeed a enjoyable and worthwhile exprience. Midn you that this is the first ever wedding dinner I attended in Singpaore, without my family.
Ten years down the road, more will come, and I hope mine will be memorable for all my guest.
1 is enough my me. Just 1+1.
136 days and counting...
// sprinkled by wing_0 @ 2/23/2004 07:21:00 pm
Advice
I am always worrying about how to win girls' heart.
But what are the qualities in me that will make them fall for me?
This is a question one of my comrade asked me to ask myself.
Doing more will get you less, and even losing everything.
Another comrade told me that, so does the god told me through a qian (leh, that sort of paper u get from temple, after shaking out one from a bunch... if anyone know what it is called in English, tell me please...) regarding my pursue for partner.
I think it is time to heed to these advices before it is too late.
143 days and counting...
// sprinkled by wing_0 @ 2/18/2004 07:03:00 pm
Another Valentine
I played mahjong at my family-friend's place. A werid way to celebrate the occasion.
The real St Valentine was a generous person.
I was quite generous today, too.
I played 16 game, and won only two.
If I played with real money, I would have lost near $10+.
Really generous.
Hope I found some better way to celebrate today next year.
148 days and counting... (still quite moody... over some hard fact...)
// sprinkled by wing_0 @ 2/14/2004 08:50:00 pm
Alone
Yes, today is Valentine Day, but the title of this post is derived from all the previous love attempts I have. Let a few song summarise my journey of finding love, as I recount them this suppose very happy day for teens like us. Listen to these song and try to feel what I feel.
My first real love/crush started when I was in Sec 1. I was attracted to this girl on the first day of school. She isn't what you call cute at that time. But there is a special thing in her that make me Can't Keep My Sight Away From Her.
This crush lasted for 4 years, and I made the biggest mistake when I proposed to her finally in Sec 4, just before Prelim. Yes the worst timing you can get, but it brought us to become closer friend after that.
This attempt doesn't stopped there. When I got into JC, she got into poly, I still give her presents each year.
I realised how foolished when she told me she is attached. She never really appriciated my gift. Six years of crush and she had not show me a single sign of rejection, clearly playing with my feeling.
I also wasn't quite gentlemanly that time, and wanted to end all relation with her after treating her a meal.
I still contact her, though, as my best friend in school days told me this: as long as she isn't married, there is chance. Yet, for how she treated me for 6 years, I think I am the one who is not interested in her now.
For the second attempt to find love, my wrong decision in the first one had made me realised the feeling too late.
If not, I would have 'attack' in J1, when we first met, and opened up a whole lot of chances as we had been meeting each other for a lot of time of CT outing after that.
Due to the wrong decision that holded me back, I kai1 bu4 liao2 kou3 (could not speak up, Jay Chou's).
When I decide to do so, I did it with a bang.
12 pink roses same time last year.
Yes, she declined it, by treating me for a meal. She clearly state that she does not feel for me that way. True, what had I done to make her feel that way? Very little.
I accepted the truth. I sort of feel happy when she has a state now. She was frank and I realised what went wrong on my side.
I proceeded on to say the usual thing that we will remain as friends. Yes, this is pure superficial. But I did what I should. chu2 chi3 zhi1 wai4 (trans: other than that, by Fan Yi Chen), what can I do?
What I feel sometime, is that I will be yi1 bei4 zi3 de4 gu1 dan4 (alone all my life, by Rene Liu Rou Ying), but I try to convince myself that I Believe(by Yamaguchi Yuko, OST Overtime) I will either find that someone special in an new environment, or people above will reward me for what I had done for the poeple I love/loved.
149 days and counting... (hope this will mark my singlehood...)
// sprinkled by wing_0 @ 2/14/2004 12:45:00 am
Big But, a BIG BUTT
Lost In Translation starts out with the close up of the behind of female lead, Scalette Johhansen, in a pink translucent panty. Shocking.
Yet the thrill of the movie did not stopped here.
The joke of miscommunication between the East and West is entertaining.
The almost platonic relationship between the lead characters is very touching. Two lonely soul, all they wanted is just company.
But, the director's effort is not totally her alone.
Little Sofia sure got a lot help from the elder Coppola.
A short movie review after a long time. Prepare more after I watch Love Actually tomorrow, and other Oscar nominating film this month (except LOTR, as I seen it long before)
152 days and counting...
// sprinkled by wing_0 @ 2/11/2004 08:59:00 pm
Bugs
The world is plague by a lot of different bugs recently.
First there were the SARS, then comes the avian flu.
My PC is affected too.
I had this virus that block Internet connection. It stopped my connection every five minutes or so.
Fortunately, there is a removal tool around, and it had not spread to other computers at home.
It would be such as better place, if only those bugs infecting human can be get rid of this easily...
155 days and counting...
// sprinkled by wing_0 @ 2/08/2004 07:02:00 pm
Comrade
This is a term I give to describe the special group of friends in camp, that have gone through thick and thin with me in other way.
Not only that, I often turn to them to help, even it might be the smallest glitches in life. They answer to my call, and I feel deeply in debt to them.
Like one of them help me to set up my new PC today, despite we did guard duty last night, and we are both half asleep. I try to repay by asking staying for lunch. When he turn it down, I feel that I should only let him rest for the day, and handle the mess myself (yes, the PC is still in a mess...)
They lend me a listening ear, while I do my part to do vice versa, at least I try.
Yet, we are all diverse in different ways. Sometime, they can co-exist without trouble, but some ended up as quite a big clash, almost costing our friendship, and that should not be the way!!!
Take our obligation to odd jobs. I feel it is only right that I do my own share. Anymore you feel like doing, is really your own choice. You can't blame people for forsaking you in doing things only you are devoted to. Even if you feel bad, you just have to swallow it.
On one ocassion, I sort of offered my help, but the superior turned me down and shoved me away like a dog or something. Yet, one of my comrade feels that I had forsaken him, and it was worsen when my rage got over me and left him in a corner during the guard duty yesteday.
I am not blaming anyone here. This is what I feel, that's all.
If fate had allowed us to cross each other's path, I let fate to decide what will this friendship turns out to be. I will do my part as a loyal friend, and the rest is up to fate.
156 days and counting...
// sprinkled by wing_0 @ 2/07/2004 08:22:00 pm
michi
(jap: way of life)
I seen Last Samurai last week, but it was not a true deplection of what samurai is like in the end of the shogunate.
The so-called bushido is too glorified in the movie, just the same case in any other Holywood movies. Embracing foreign culture to their own use of so-called spiritual escape.
The true way of these warriors is very sad.
For the low level samurai, they are like working class in the modern world. They treated this like a job. They were suppressed by the higher class samurai. They follow instruction or risk se-buku, perform suicide due to disloyalty.
They were tools of powerful people. Wolfs, or sometime mere dogs of the powerful. One moment, they lead a stable life, next they are stranded on the street.
Being in a samurai family is not a choice. You are one when you are the eldest in your family, if your father is one.
The other classes in the society both respect and dispise them. In the movie, they bow to them in their sight, while the police, from the lower class, take any opportunities to disgrace them in the public in the rule of the new Meji government.
It is a sad way to lead.
But, just as in the movie, they did not regret their way.
Even when they are deflected to the new government, they will rather die the samurai way of defeat.
I choose my way, and I will die the following it.
161 days and counting...
// sprinkled by wing_0 @ 2/02/2004 09:35:00 am