Pulp Fiction / Jackie Brown / 南京! 南京!

Since Inglorious Bastards, it made more sense to check out Quentin Tarantino's earlier work.

Although a 'has-been', John Travolta will always be an A-list actor. I didnn't used to appreciate him but after Pulp Fiction, his lameways charmed.

Jackie Brown was just as impressive. I can't say if it's me getting used to the lame-O's in Quentin Tarantino's work or the cast is just brilliant.

南京! 南京! was heavy. I just hope instead of instigating hatred, it would send a strong sense of unnecessity when it comes to war. The Nazis and Japanese Occupation were just too cruel. It was as if the offensive soldiers were either struggling with their conscience, or the abscence of it was appalling.

One Japanese commander killed a Chinese woman after she was raped, because he thought that it was better for her to die than live when she was this beautiful.

Another sergeant, shot a teacher. In which, she asked for it (absolutely no pun). She was captured after being discovered she was sneaking some captives out of being executed by pretending they were her husband each time she retrived them.

A woman in captivity of the Japanese faces only one persecution; rape. Before she allowed it to happen, she asked for the sergeant, who understood English, to shoot her. He did.

Most soldiers were portrayed as weak puppets. Puppets had no souls. In their case, they probably chose to give up their souls. After all, you can't be soft hearted in war. Either they die, or you die.

Sigh heavy shit.

Otherwise, good screenplay.

Eve of my birthday, Starfish brought me to see a fortune teller. Something I've been meaning to do; have my fortune foretold. She was a nice lady. Calm, humourous. She looked like a 古代人. A classy mix of ancient Chinese/Egyptian woman from the way she dresses herself. Although I could be sure of her accent that she is Malaysian.

I wasn't expecting much. Except for some soul seraching adventure of some sort. Unfortunately, I had to watch out for my temper and my health and the traffic and when I'm climbing.

The best news was, BLACK is supposedly an aupicious colour for me. I knew it was my colour.

It gave me a clearer picture of how my life had been. Even though it's supposed to foretell my future. It had somehow given me a clearer perspective on how I would want my life to be.

To me, Fate, is a guideline. Through which, as with the changes in environment, I can learn to manipulate these guidelines and make it work for me to the very extent of sacrificing nothing more than happiness.

Right now, health is the path to happiness. Fruits and veggies I shall devour.

Year One / 9 / G-Force / Inglorious Bastards

Year One

Micheal Cera is adorable. Wasn't one of Jack Black's best but it was fun watching him being retarded.

9

I like the voodoo dollies.

G-Force

Inappropriate soundtracks. Biggest Disney's letdown for me. The G-Forcers are lovely, though we left halfway through for Gamers instead before we head off soon again for Inglorious Bastards

P.S. Gamers was not the intended movie to watch.

Inglorious Bastards

Excellent cast. Explicitly intense scripts. Morbid sense of humour. I like I like.

I have been keeping myself off the internet for awhile now. Mainly because, I'm trying to see if I can live without it, and I can. Feels rather good. I focus alot more on Noa now too partly because she's gotten mites. For a couple of months now. The E-collar can't keep a hold on Noa. The cunning fox hides in particular corners of the house and somehow manages to slip her head out of it. I don't know how she does it. I checked to make sure the collar can't come off and as hard as I can afford to pull at it, it does NOT seem like it can/will slip off. One of these days I'm gonna catch her in the act and work out a more secure knot-tying system.

Walt Disney's PIXAR's "Up"

I want that.

Harry Potter (Prisoner of Azkaban, Goblet of Fire, Order of Pheonix, Half Blood Prince) / Public Enemies

I'm a miniscule fan of Harry Potter. Miniscule because I'm no fanatic but still a big appreciator of the dark forces and magic, geeky-blue-eyed Harry, doofus Ronald and the charmingly down to earth Hermoine.

Johnny Depp is all I've been infatuated with. His manly charm in Public Enemies killed me.

Christian Bale, although mildly overshadowed, was still quite exquisite.

Ever since the surgery, I've been feeling distracted. It's been some time since I've been able to just focus on doing just one task.

I couldn't do laundry without thinking if I should eat.
Couldn't do work without trying to decide whether I should drink some water (which I promised myself to make it a more regular habit).
Couldn't sleep without having to let my mind wonder the world of dullness, mistakes and possibilities.

I'm mentally exhausted, thinking so much of everything.

Post-trauma, is this?

Drag Me To Hell

Moral of the story: Jobs don't guarentee a place in heaven. So, be kind. Don't be stupid

And speaking of being stupid at work, how can anyone not let a little boy pee without thinking him and his mother may be spying on the place. Some business really brings out the unkind.

And speaking of businesses, I'm starting to see the business of the world. From the cheapest, most flamboyant, to the classically qualified pastel fashion. Amazing ain't it.

And what made me see, was the thought of having my own business. I was thinking, between having quantity, or quality. I'm the quality type, which means to say I can be fussy, which leads to wasting a whole load of time, which probably results in making loss instead of profits.

And luxury... Luxury to me is having all the time in the world.

In this time and age, it seemed almost impossible. But I'm scarily determined to make it happen.

Blood: The Last Vampire

Best part about this movie, is seeing Gianna in school uniform, looking menacing.

Starfish had to drag me home after because I was too busy glaring into space and not moving.

This is completely overdue, but Yz & Jay's wedding were the most beautiful Muslim wedding I've ever seen. I saw one of Yz's friend's wedding pictures at Goodwood Park Hotel (I think) and the bride was in a white tutu! How creative!!!!

Went bowling with the girlies at Kallang Leisure Park last night.

Bambie was steady la.
Dee was also very impressive.
Dagen takes bowling quite seriously.
Peach was the gentle bowler and her strategy was not in vain.
Deyao likes to VISA-dance!
Benny was the quiet supporter.
Pris picked up bowling real quick!
Starfish was a little violent on the bowls.
And I, was the loser.

Two games and my back is already aching. Sighhhh.

Old already.

Terminator: Salvation

Organized, chaos.

I'm not a Terminator fan. I could have watched it for Christian Bale but my interest in him was down by fifty. So, I watched it for Starfish.

Fortunately for him, I, love it. Love the chaos, the men. Yes. TWO.

Bale, and Worthington. Handsome handsome.

Score was awesome too.

Starfish bought Sims3 within seconds of walking into the game store while I was checking out the synopsis. I was pleasantly surprised.

They're giving out some Sims goodies this time. Thumbdrives and stuff.

I think I'm a fan.

Ramen Girl / Star Trek / Angels and Demons / Night at The Museum 2

Ramen Girl, like the plot, not so much of the delivery. Star Trek was coool. Angels and Demons, relatively good visuals. Night at The Museum 2 was a good laugh. A surprise finding though. Watch out for Kahmunra. Looked familiar? :D

Visited Republic Polytechnic today. Impressive architecture by a Japanese. Starfish had to give a talk on Psychology education and careers. For some reason, Republic Poly, as impressive as it looked, didn't feel, arrogant.

SP felt arrogant. NP felt arrogant. NYP felt bitchy. TP felt bitchy.

Perhaps I've been feeling a little bitchy lately. Due to, certain, principility issues. Maybe I'm being over protective of a few individuals. Maybe I had taken other's conflicts a little too personally. I should leave it to their own hands.

I'll be the supportive friend. I am.

Ceeeeelebrate good times comon'!

17 Again / Taken / Wolverine / Monsters Inc (DVD)

Zac Effron, he'd be my toy boy.

"Taken" was a thriller classic.

Hugh Jackman is taking over Christian Bale... ... .... .... ... ... ..

I fear my muleness might break my silence.

I'm not so good with managing my anger. And I like being this way.

I feel wild when I'm angry. Psyched.

What does this say about me?

I'm still figuring.

Matchbox Twenty - Push

She said I don't know if I've ever been good enough
Im a little bit rusty, and I think my head is caving in
And I don't know if I've ever really been loved
By the hand thats touched me, well I feel like something gonna give
And I'm a little bit angry, well

This ain't over, no not here, not while I still need you
Around
You don't owe me, we might change
Yeah we just might feel good
(chorus)
I wanna push you around, I will, I will
I wanna push you down, I will, I will
I wanna take you for granted(2x)
I will

She said I dont know why you ever would lie to me
Like I'm a little untrusting when I think that the truth is
Gonna hurt ya
And I dont why you couldn't just stay with me
You couldn't stand to be near me
When my face don't seem to want to shine cuz its a little bit dirty well

Don't just stand there, say nice things to me
I''ve been cheated Ive been wronged, and you
You don't know me, I can't change
I won't do anything at all
(chorus)
Oh but don't bowl me over
Just wait a minute well it kinda fell apart, things get so
Crazy, crazy
Dont rush this baby(2x)


:..(

Shinjuku Incident / Departures

Shinjuku Incident was so-so. Departures was inspiring.

Japan is beautiful. In particular the city it was featuring in the film. I wanna live in a town like that. Fresh air, greenaries. Down to earth people.

I had feared the dead. Whether it's an animal, or human. I feared because I did not understand it. And because I did not understand, I may have portrayed disrespect in circumstances where I was supposed to be paying respect.

Two instances in particular.

The first, was granddad's. I was about 7. In Chinese funeral tradition, we're supposed to serve tea to the dead as some sort of paying our last respect. I simply refused. It's only fair on my part. I was 7. What the heck did I know.

The second, was Bambie's grandma's. We wanted to give condolences to Bambie. I remember one of her relatives asked if we would like to take a look of Bambie's grandma. I was apprehensive. I felt my whole being unwilling to accept that someone has passed. That this someone whom Bambie (whom we're closed to) was closed to has passed. In my desperation to show my utmost respect and at the same time so unwilling to accept death, I had muttered something along the line of "I wouldn't even dare to look at my dead hamster".

In my world, I'm pro-animals to humans. So what I was really trying to show was my utmost respect in comparison to what I thought was of my standard, which could have been easily misunderstood.

And now come to think of it, it was my ignorant and immaturity that led me to behave in such manner, even though I honestly did not mean to disrespect.

I hadn't been able to get over that mistake I made until Departures. Now, I've accepted that I was ignorant, and shall never make the same stupid mistake.

Fear feeds on ignorance. Stupidity feeds on fear. We need to learn to understand before we can stop our own fears. And I'm all for learning.

Watchmen / Transformer / Iron Man

Megan Fox is hawwwt. Not annoying at all. Shia was a little. But his kindness was quite a turn on.

I'll marry Robert Downie Jr. if he asks. (Baby you're still the one. Allow me to infatuate a little?)

There was also Watchmen.

Charming for me is the genuinity of generosity, cool confidence, self-indulged geekiness and all thoughts goes out to, me. Heh.

Resident Evil 5 kicks ass. Not dark enough but works well for me.

I'm back to part time teaching. Mrs O had expressed re-consideration on my part. That was appreciated but, think I like having more time to myself and take care of things around the house for the time being.

I wanna sing~ Sing sing sing~

Fight Club / Twilight

Twilight, like The Village. Only this time the plot was a totally expected drama plus Kristen Stewart annoying the hell outta me for a good couple of hours.

Couldn't a better actress be picked? Say off the top of my head, the likes of Christina Ricci?

Why are there road bullies? Is it the same as being insecure off roads?

Why do children cheat during tests? If they're that uninterested why can't they just face the flunk? Since they sure as hell aren't afraid of not paying attention in class. Or is it the fear of the nags and whips that drove them to immorality.

I'm not sure why I get so upset when they behave like that. Perhaps the high expectation of these unmold hopes that this society will change for the better of Singaporeans.

Fight Club was good. I like the screen play more than anything else (including Edward and Brad).

The Curious Case of Benjamin Button / Slumdog Millionaire

I am at my sickest yet this year and I've decided, I'm sick of getting sick.

So I told my "respectable" boss that I would like to go back to being a part time teacher instead of being part of full time management staff when really, I'm just a stand in.

I didn't mind it most times. Not until now that I've realized, they're not my style.

I had hopes for Mainspring when I first joined them in November last year. Until money became the matter. I thought they'd be different. What was I thinking.

It isn't my business ultimately. Our goals, weren't the same after all. So I'm done feeling obligated to them. I'm taking back what belongs to me; time.

Slumdog Millionaire had a huge part in this overnight transformation. The sadness of the world were too much to bear.

At one point I had wished to be like every Singaporean else. I thought perhaps if I were more money oriented I could stay at a job for a long time. Instead of constantly looking for a hole to fix and a passion to fulfill.

Unfortunately I came to know that Starfish's mom thought of me as a lazy arse. If at this point Mrs O had thought that I had turned on her, it wouldn't break me as much as the thought of Starfish's mom. And I wonder why.

I wonder why because, I know fully well that the only person I ever had to prove to, was myself, and yet, I felt every inch of my morale breaking.

I haven't felt this depressed since Fred Chua.

If someone, or something would tell me just where am I going wrong...

Inkheart, BrideWar

CNY's eve was spent cleaning up the house and catching up with Jess since her return. Dinner @ Modesto's.

Four Season's One-Ninety's Kiwi Mojito rocks.

Day one of CNY was spent with some of Stephen Chow's films. Starfish cooked up a whole three day supply of Japanese curry and miso soup. Late afternoon ride to the Singapore Zoo. Ben & Jerry's as our motivation. 2h 40 mins, back and forth.

Day two of CNY, lunch at Jess's grandma's. (Reminds me of Seremban)
Kiwi Mojito @ Four Season's again before late afternoon movie at Lido and in the midst of it, a man shouted angrily. I couldn't grasp his words the first time, and I forced myself to ignore, and then I thought I heard him shouted (thereafter), "Stop touching my dick!" This definitely got my attention. I wanted to see who this pervert was! And then he shouted again, ".... stop kicking .. .. .. .... ". And then it all made sense. Such rage. So annoyingly common. Ramen @ Great World City for dinner.

Day three of CNY, back to work. Depressed.

Day four of CNY, OFF. Prepared teaching material, then afternoon movie (BrideWar) at Vivo. Last Gold Class indulgence. Jumbo dog, set meal of ceasar salad, fish karma, brownie and coffee included. Dinner @ Coca with Jess. Kiwi Mojito @ Four Season's again. We just can't get enough of it.

Reached Yz's place just before midnight. Made Starfish and Moose hold the candles in their hands because there was no cake, only chocolatier from Chocolate Factory.

Dowanna work tomorrow.

GT2.0 HDisc Avalanche a.k.a Zelda

Took her out for a ride, 2nd time in 2 nights.

8km to Yishun Dam for her first, and an almost over ambitious 30km for her second.

Hell it feels GREAT!

Butt hurts. Feels great. Pelvis hurts. Feels great. Can't feel my legs. Feels GREAT.

Butts hitting the bed.

Grievance

Isreal is killing children...?
Handicaps are embracing life...
Singapore's children don't understand basic respect.
Maybe these children needs to swap places with the children in Isreal.
Not because they're monsters,
but because the parents needs to realize what sort of cold bloods they're raising.

Red Cliff II

New found attraction level for Tony Leung and Kaneshiro Takeshi.

Intensively chinese/japanese-ass-kickin'ly HOT.

Gold Class may have been one of those points of no return. Sigh luxury...

Starfish's got his bike. And I can't wait to get mine.

Only, all I have ever wanted was really a horse.

Resident Evil: Degeneration

Impressive. Even with a tinge of that typical lameness that comes with every Capcom creation.

He who inspires with only miles of patience.
He who loves the way only God knows how.
He is the man. And he is mine.

Happiness

A strange dream from last night seemed to be foretelling of a happiness that has yet to come, or happiness missed.

I dreamt of Jess & Jac's family. More significantly of them and their mother.
They were happy. They made jokes and I was laughing along.

Jess had been out of town and I wonder if she had found what she needed.

Only time will tell.

It's the fifth day of the new year and I've been reminding myself of my resolution; to mind my own business.

I broke it yesterday.
I made comments I knew I had no right to.
I haven't felt bad since. But I know I'll feel bad soon enough.

Having a conscience reminds me of how imperfect I am and guilt trips me whenever I spout judgemental comments.

On a sick note I may just get used to the notion of being imperfect and devilishly relish the fact that others aren't too.