Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead man's chest was one helluva long movie! And I got a little confused coming to the end. That's when I was told that there'll be a part three. Yay!
Seeing Johnny Depp in his essentric role as Jack Sparrow makes me wanna see Edward's scissors hands again. Saw it once when I was a child, I couldn't remember much except for this white face, messy jet black hair, and of course his scissors hands.
Hoodwinked was a good laugh too. It's rated G but somehow it feels like it's more for adults. There's just some things that I don't think a 5 year old will understand. Maybe except for a kid like Isabelle. Quoting Ruth, "She's five, going forty."
Isabelle thinks her dad is a 'forcer', because she wanted to eat something, but her dad said no and gave her something else instead. She told her nani that she went to the Night Safari and saw men in underwears. FYI, these men were some tribal dance performers. It could've got her nani wondering where in the world did we bring this kid. Isabelle also got annoyed with the hostess of the Creatures of the night show. She said, "Why is she talking to us like we're children?"
She is also the kid-DO, who told her Aunty Ruth, while holding Ruth's face & said matter-of-factly, "Aunty Ruth, you're very pretty you know, but why no men want?"
I was very amused/amazed with this kid. Still am in fact. I don't think I'd ever stop being amused/amazed. I love how straight-up she is, no baits. But I'm not sure if I can deal if I have a kid like Isabelle. I mean, where is the innocence of a child?! Wait a minute, what am I saying, she IS innocent!
We should be ashamed of ourselves. By 'we' I meant, US, ADULTS. Tsk tsk tsk.
I was SIM-ING full time the last weekend. Except for the periodically disruptions from my sisters. Only, the disruptions didn't last any longer than 2 periods of 45 minutes. I'm still boss.
Okay it's Monday, and both my bosses are on their way outta town, and I'm bored. I'm getting out of work in about 1 hours time. I CAN'T WAIT.
Did I mention I only have $10 left for the next 2 days till I get paid. My poorest record.
Monday, July 24, 2006
Monday, July 17, 2006
Johnny Cash - Ring Of Fire
Love is a burning thing
And it makes a firery ring
Bound by wild desire
I fell into a ring of fire
I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down down down
And the flames went higher
And it burns burns burns
The ring of fire
The ring of fire
The taste of love is sweet
When hearts like our’s meet
I fell for you like a child
Oh, the fire went wild
I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down down down
And the flames went higher
And it burns burns burns
The ring of fire
The ring of fire
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
I’m had nasi pandang for lunch; big chicken drumstick, fried egg, vegetables (only touched a third of it), fishball soup. Then the 3 of us (me, M.Lady & Sheils) headed for Cedele for dessert. We shared a pavlova & a slice of cake (can’t remember what cake), not chocolate cake, cos I only had a few bites.
And it makes a firery ring
Bound by wild desire
I fell into a ring of fire
I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down down down
And the flames went higher
And it burns burns burns
The ring of fire
The ring of fire
The taste of love is sweet
When hearts like our’s meet
I fell for you like a child
Oh, the fire went wild
I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down down down
And the flames went higher
And it burns burns burns
The ring of fire
The ring of fire
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
I’m had nasi pandang for lunch; big chicken drumstick, fried egg, vegetables (only touched a third of it), fishball soup. Then the 3 of us (me, M.Lady & Sheils) headed for Cedele for dessert. We shared a pavlova & a slice of cake (can’t remember what cake), not chocolate cake, cos I only had a few bites.
I’m so full!
Then I had a slice of cheesecake from Hilton’s for tea, cos it’s a colleague’s birthday.
Now I’m stuffed.
I wonder if I’ll eat somemore if someone shoves Boon Tong Kee’s chicken rice in my face…
Weekend was nice. Cuzzie’s couzin’s friend from South Africa was in town for vacation for a couple of days.
We brought him for lunch at Pasta Fresca cos he missed Italian food. According to Quint, spags in China, is like cooked instant noodles & tomato sauce slapped over it. FYI, he’s been working in China for the past 1 year.
The girls brought him out to party that night. I couldn’t go cos I was broke. Didn’t exactly feel like partying anyway. I’m getting old…
Saturday was the day, I had Boon Tong Kee’s chicken. Of course we couldn’t leave Quint out of the experience so we packed it back for him back at M.Lady’s (where he’e been putting up) & he loves it!
That Saturday night we brought him to the Night Safari (winner of many Tourism awards http://www.nightsafari.com.sg/about/awards.htm) before we sent him off for his flight to Zimbabwe at 0215hours, which was delayed for 4 hours, which apparently was no surprise. Delay for flights to & fro Zimbabwe was almost expected. Record delay so far is 38 hours. 4 hours according to Quint, is nothing.
Quint’s been great. He’s open-minded & he’s got so much to share with his travelling experience. It was a little sad he had to go so soon. Oh he’ll be back for the chilli crabs.
Met up with the girlies for MOS Burger at Bugis. I was hoping to have chicken rice for dinner again, but the girlies refused. They think it’s bad for me & they’re controlling my obsession for chicken rice. I ended up with a chicken rice burger anyway. Next time I’m getting a Tsukune Rice Burger; never. I’d rather pay more for sushi than eat that salty, chickeny shit again.
Peach made a photo montage album for Rex. The girl’s so creative, she should’ve kept that album as part of her portfolio. Prissy left early to go meet Earnie. So Peach, Bambie, Wend & I launched into mini games of Ting Xie (Chinese Spelling) and Zhao Ju (Sentence Construction).
It amazes me how I know how to write Chinese. Thousands of different Chinese characters and there we were, whipping the strikes & the strokes, messing them all up of course. After leaving school who gives a shit about writing Chinese anyway.
It was a nice Monday blue.
Friday, July 07, 2006
Breather
Sigh... finally... I'm slacking. For now.
Saw Rock Star Supernova last night. I don't know why I didn't bother with Rock Star INXS before.
Saw Re-Cycle also. First Chinese movie in a loooong time. It was freaky, at first. Then it got to a point when it got dreadful, then it became hilarious. *Spoilers ahead, highlight to see*
It's about this female novelist, starting on her new fiction novel, based on the supernatural. As she writes her first few sentences, describing her female character (tall, weird height, long hair), she ran outta inspiration & stopped, & then realized that her character had came to life, haunting her like a splitting shadow in her own home. Whenever her phone rang, she hears low moaning within the noisey static on the other end of the line, and then, sounding like a electronic toy doll, "ma-ma..".
And to confirm her theory that she's not just being an imaginative psycho, she continues to write (inspiration coming from the scares she's been getting from the constant shadow swishing & swooshing behind her & the bad reception phone calls). How she figured her character came to life, was when she found strands of hair, much longer than hers in her house, beside the kitchen sink & in the shower, where the shower tap was turned on, on it's own.
She wrote "She enters the lift & pressed for the 10th floor. The lift stopped at 7th, & the door opens."
She went out of her house to take the lift down, from the 10th floor. The lift descended, & stopped at 7th. The lift opened, she stepped aside, expecting someone to hop on board, but there was only the long dark stretch of the corridor. She pressed for the lift door to close, but the door opened halfway, as if there was something in between the lift door to keep it open when it tries to close.
Suddenly out of nowhere, a child & her granny appeared, they got on board, the lift continued down to the ground floor, she got out, and then she heard the granny called out to her grandchild whose skipped out of the lift already, "Come back... it's not our floor... there is still one more level down..." The kid skipped back, and they sank, into the lift.
She freaked, and ran out of the building, only, to discovered that the familiar street has turned into a war zone. Buildings are rustic & coming apart. Suddenly, a body falls from above infront of her. The next few seconds, tons of bodies fell, from either the building, or from the sky (pfff). The bodies laid down, twitching, writhing, and then they got up & started to chase her. That was when she saw her female character she created for her story. Long hair, slender & tall which kinda makes her look werid, pointing a finger & floating towards her.
She ran. Of course. Ended up in a huge land, or ruins. Met an old man (yes a human being) who told her that this is the World of the Abandoned. Everything that's abandoned will end up in that world. Anything from toys, aborted babies, ideas; ideas you created & scrapped, which explains the faceless character chasing the author if you didn't get it by now.
If this movie sounded promising so far, I would totally agree. Untill the second part.
So to cut the story short, the author has to make her way out of this space. Met this kid, who helped guided the author through moshpits of zombies & dead babies (well they're not exactly dead, they're just reincarnated in a way, in this junky world), who at the end of the journey, she reveals that she's the author's daughter, whom she aborted 8 years ago.
They've bonded through the journey, and of course, she couldn't possibly leave her daughter. But the kid couldn't go with her mom, not out of this world because she is, techinically, dead.
So here's the dreadful part. Suddenly, thaousands of zombies started to fall off the sky again, and for some reason they're going for the author. As they got closer, the zombies halted, as if time came to a stand still, and they started to dissipate.
Computer work comes into play here. Pixels of the zombies are dissipating and, it took almost 3 minutes to dissipate them all. I know it's alotta zombies. But comon. Weren't techonogy there to speed things up?! The author starts to get sucked into a ball of dissipated zombies, and that took another 3 minutes. Imagine, 3 minutes of watching something dissipate. I started laughing. I mean, come on already!!!
So back to the story. The author goes back to the real world, waking up with a start on her bed, sweating and all. And here, I cursed that it better not end as if it's all a dream. That would've been such a cheap shot! So she woke up and heard something swooshed past behind her. She walked out of her bedroom into her living room, before she saw anything, she heard a voice, her own voice, talking to someone on the phone, to Sandy, her friend.
"Sandy ah, I decided not to write on the supernatural story, I figured there's too much of me in the story, too personal... so I scrapped it, and I'm writing a sequel to that romance novel..."
She came face to face with herself, both got a shock, of course, and the phone starting ringing, and the voice machine picked up, and they hear static at the other end of the line. The End.
Yeap. That was the end. Get it?
Saw Rock Star Supernova last night. I don't know why I didn't bother with Rock Star INXS before.
Saw Re-Cycle also. First Chinese movie in a loooong time. It was freaky, at first. Then it got to a point when it got dreadful, then it became hilarious. *Spoilers ahead, highlight to see*
It's about this female novelist, starting on her new fiction novel, based on the supernatural. As she writes her first few sentences, describing her female character (tall, weird height, long hair), she ran outta inspiration & stopped, & then realized that her character had came to life, haunting her like a splitting shadow in her own home. Whenever her phone rang, she hears low moaning within the noisey static on the other end of the line, and then, sounding like a electronic toy doll, "ma-ma..".
And to confirm her theory that she's not just being an imaginative psycho, she continues to write (inspiration coming from the scares she's been getting from the constant shadow swishing & swooshing behind her & the bad reception phone calls). How she figured her character came to life, was when she found strands of hair, much longer than hers in her house, beside the kitchen sink & in the shower, where the shower tap was turned on, on it's own.
She wrote "She enters the lift & pressed for the 10th floor. The lift stopped at 7th, & the door opens."
She went out of her house to take the lift down, from the 10th floor. The lift descended, & stopped at 7th. The lift opened, she stepped aside, expecting someone to hop on board, but there was only the long dark stretch of the corridor. She pressed for the lift door to close, but the door opened halfway, as if there was something in between the lift door to keep it open when it tries to close.
Suddenly out of nowhere, a child & her granny appeared, they got on board, the lift continued down to the ground floor, she got out, and then she heard the granny called out to her grandchild whose skipped out of the lift already, "Come back... it's not our floor... there is still one more level down..." The kid skipped back, and they sank, into the lift.
She freaked, and ran out of the building, only, to discovered that the familiar street has turned into a war zone. Buildings are rustic & coming apart. Suddenly, a body falls from above infront of her. The next few seconds, tons of bodies fell, from either the building, or from the sky (pfff). The bodies laid down, twitching, writhing, and then they got up & started to chase her. That was when she saw her female character she created for her story. Long hair, slender & tall which kinda makes her look werid, pointing a finger & floating towards her.
She ran. Of course. Ended up in a huge land, or ruins. Met an old man (yes a human being) who told her that this is the World of the Abandoned. Everything that's abandoned will end up in that world. Anything from toys, aborted babies, ideas; ideas you created & scrapped, which explains the faceless character chasing the author if you didn't get it by now.
If this movie sounded promising so far, I would totally agree. Untill the second part.
So to cut the story short, the author has to make her way out of this space. Met this kid, who helped guided the author through moshpits of zombies & dead babies (well they're not exactly dead, they're just reincarnated in a way, in this junky world), who at the end of the journey, she reveals that she's the author's daughter, whom she aborted 8 years ago.
They've bonded through the journey, and of course, she couldn't possibly leave her daughter. But the kid couldn't go with her mom, not out of this world because she is, techinically, dead.
So here's the dreadful part. Suddenly, thaousands of zombies started to fall off the sky again, and for some reason they're going for the author. As they got closer, the zombies halted, as if time came to a stand still, and they started to dissipate.
Computer work comes into play here. Pixels of the zombies are dissipating and, it took almost 3 minutes to dissipate them all. I know it's alotta zombies. But comon. Weren't techonogy there to speed things up?! The author starts to get sucked into a ball of dissipated zombies, and that took another 3 minutes. Imagine, 3 minutes of watching something dissipate. I started laughing. I mean, come on already!!!
So back to the story. The author goes back to the real world, waking up with a start on her bed, sweating and all. And here, I cursed that it better not end as if it's all a dream. That would've been such a cheap shot! So she woke up and heard something swooshed past behind her. She walked out of her bedroom into her living room, before she saw anything, she heard a voice, her own voice, talking to someone on the phone, to Sandy, her friend.
"Sandy ah, I decided not to write on the supernatural story, I figured there's too much of me in the story, too personal... so I scrapped it, and I'm writing a sequel to that romance novel..."
She came face to face with herself, both got a shock, of course, and the phone starting ringing, and the voice machine picked up, and they hear static at the other end of the line. The End.
Yeap. That was the end. Get it?
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