THE AMATEUR
THE PRO (tune to 6mins 30s)
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
the leap years - the movie
it sux. period.
now i'm not trying to sound like a bimbo or anything. but that's the most appropriate conclusion i've come to since beebs n i watched it over the weekend. (yes i'm a sad loser cos i haf nothing else better to do xept watch movies every other weekend..)
the dialogues are lame, the pace is sloooow, the actors din haf enuff chemistry.......
I would prolly appreciate it if I were 16. or 12.
Here's a nice scene from the movie though (which i din do justice to. hehe) :
now i'm not trying to sound like a bimbo or anything. but that's the most appropriate conclusion i've come to since beebs n i watched it over the weekend. (yes i'm a sad loser cos i haf nothing else better to do xept watch movies every other weekend..)
the dialogues are lame, the pace is sloooow, the actors din haf enuff chemistry.......
I would prolly appreciate it if I were 16. or 12.
Here's a nice scene from the movie though (which i din do justice to. hehe) :
surprise surprise
the boi came back on wed, 2 days earlier than the would be date of 14 mar 08. The date I had kept locked in my head since it was exactly 1 month after V-day. And, more importantly, the day he would come back for good.
i came home from jogging with nht (yes, u 2 kept it from me really well!) at 11pm. The house was empty since the parents and sistas were overseas. Wanted to shower and knock out on the bed, when the doorbell rang and I saw the fat boi standing at the door with a bouquet.
When I think about it now, that moment wasn't very romantic at all. I was rather shocked. To the extent that I blurted in an interrogative tone, "What are you doing here?!". It wasn't like the movies at all when the female lead would haf a moment of realisation and run in slow mo towards the other with arms wide open. It was more like a pakistani refugee had ran away from his country and I was letting him into my house as I unlocked the gate, albeit him having flowers n all.
Ah well, it was a pleasant surprise nonetheless, and I love pleasant surprises. Love the flowers. Love the dior necklace. Love the boi for giving me a wicked surprise.
Bisous!
i came home from jogging with nht (yes, u 2 kept it from me really well!) at 11pm. The house was empty since the parents and sistas were overseas. Wanted to shower and knock out on the bed, when the doorbell rang and I saw the fat boi standing at the door with a bouquet.
When I think about it now, that moment wasn't very romantic at all. I was rather shocked. To the extent that I blurted in an interrogative tone, "What are you doing here?!". It wasn't like the movies at all when the female lead would haf a moment of realisation and run in slow mo towards the other with arms wide open. It was more like a pakistani refugee had ran away from his country and I was letting him into my house as I unlocked the gate, albeit him having flowers n all.
Ah well, it was a pleasant surprise nonetheless, and I love pleasant surprises. Love the flowers. Love the dior necklace. Love the boi for giving me a wicked surprise.
Bisous!
Monday, March 10, 2008
Blacks in da neighhhbahoood
Read the Saturday newspapers (*gasps* as many of u know reading the papers takes a major amount of mental strength and coaxing for me) and came across this really interesting article documenting the lives of African visitors living amongst our Singaporean community.
Kudos to the journalist who kept in contact with the Nigerian/ Ghanian interviewees, tracking their short one month stay in Singapore (for as long as the tourist visa allows) to monitor how some attempt to create a new life for themselves by finding a job, making ends meet, or for some, getting hitched to locals, where some live happy married lives and others just get away after impregnating the girl.
Read a part of it from this link.
The stories were so entertaining I thought they could be fictionalised and written into novels.
It's awful cool to know there are blacks in the community too. I get psyched thinking there could be the emergence of a Singaporean hip hop culture, graffitied (more than the occasional swear word inscripted onto public amenities) walls and and.. hm. increased crime rate?
hehe.. watever.. I need some zz for now.
Ciaos! peace.
Juno
Watched Juno over the weekend, which was a really heartwarming movie.
Had some memorable quotes and moments like below:
"I never realize how much I like being home unless I've been somewhere really different for a while." - Juno MacGuff
The familiar topic on teenage pregnancy was retold in an entirely refreshing manner, where there was no time wasted dwelling on sad and moody bits. Instead, Juno the teenager was pretty cool in accepting her pregnancy, determined to overcome all odds in dealing with the pregnancy. Her parents, too, were amazingly calm upon receiving the news and reacted as if it was just another one of her routine "shenanigans". This part caught me in a little disbelief. That's it? No threats of disowning? No knife wielding and tongue lashing?
Man. I dun understand ang-mohs. tsktsk
Anyways, as all movies that wow me, the soundtrack can't be too bad either. Towards the end of the movie, as Juno manages to wield herself through difficulties in school and the adoptive parents, with her wit and humour, I got serenaded and chuckled up enough to resolve to make a list of all the things (acts that are mundane and of complete irrelevance to anyone) that I've always only talked or thought about, but never got down to doing.
Here's the list for now:
1) Lie on top of the car bonnet while gazing at the stars in the cool breeze
2) Be of some semblance to the following situation, "a thirty-something graphic designer with a cool Asian girlfriend who kicks ass on the bass guitar" - Juno MacGuff
3) find a sweet boi like Paulie Bleeker and marry him.
Yup, someday I'll get down to doing them. At least I've made the list.
Had some memorable quotes and moments like below:
"I never realize how much I like being home unless I've been somewhere really different for a while." - Juno MacGuff
The familiar topic on teenage pregnancy was retold in an entirely refreshing manner, where there was no time wasted dwelling on sad and moody bits. Instead, Juno the teenager was pretty cool in accepting her pregnancy, determined to overcome all odds in dealing with the pregnancy. Her parents, too, were amazingly calm upon receiving the news and reacted as if it was just another one of her routine "shenanigans". This part caught me in a little disbelief. That's it? No threats of disowning? No knife wielding and tongue lashing?
Man. I dun understand ang-mohs. tsktsk
Anyways, as all movies that wow me, the soundtrack can't be too bad either. Towards the end of the movie, as Juno manages to wield herself through difficulties in school and the adoptive parents, with her wit and humour, I got serenaded and chuckled up enough to resolve to make a list of all the things (acts that are mundane and of complete irrelevance to anyone) that I've always only talked or thought about, but never got down to doing.
Here's the list for now:
1) Lie on top of the car bonnet while gazing at the stars in the cool breeze
2) Be of some semblance to the following situation, "a thirty-something graphic designer with a cool Asian girlfriend who kicks ass on the bass guitar" - Juno MacGuff
3) find a sweet boi like Paulie Bleeker and marry him.
Yup, someday I'll get down to doing them. At least I've made the list.
Sunday, March 2, 2008
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