Tuesday, November 04, 2008
I love... this video.
I like the way the video featured all the presenters from the different documentaries on Discovery Channel. And of course, Mike Rowe (from my favorite DiscCh docu 'Dirty Jobs') singing "I love real dirty things". I could only make out what the other lot were singing thanks to the subtitles, without which, I wouldn't have known Stephen Hawking is guest-featured in the vid. Fantastic feel good reel. I might just tune in to Discovery Channel more than Nat Geog... provided if I can tear my eyes off HBO and StarWorld. heh heh heh.
On another quite unrelated topic, wouldn't it be nice if the whole world is subtitled so that deaf persons like me could understand what everyone else is saying?
Sure would be a lot easier to decipher and make sense out of phrases through all that accent during conversations and hook up with the cute angmohs, instead of nodding my head silly. Afterall, I'm suppose to be an aspiring SPG (according to many friends).
And would definitely - without having to rewind the video countless times - help me understand dialogues in pirated dvds, catch puns on 'Whose Line Is It Anyway'.
Of course, be spared of the frustration of having to pause an episode of 'Friends' then explain to my 'slightly-more-retarded-than-me' sister the joke that Chandler just made.
Just imagine. There'll be subtitles flashing at the bottom of your vision, suddenly your life seems like an MTV video running overtime (esp while you're lost in your own world listening to that music player). Right. Think that's too much KTV for me.
It's wishful thinking but... Oh, wouldn't it be nice?
I love... subtitles.
Boom De Yada,
Boom De Yada,
Boom De Yada,
Boom De Yada...
P/S: Thank fernie for the song which spurred this post, be it a dumb phantasm. - While I'm at it, throw in a Dictionary-cum-Translator application to that Robo Sutitled Vision in the astronaut's helmet.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
I'm not dead...yet
Well hallow... een. .. is coming!
This is an automated random message. Generated to inform you that Blog might be dead (as is Laptop that shall join the orbituaries very soon). But the owner is very much alive... as is Voldemort (in the movie version, the book series has ended long time back before Desktop died).
I suppose nobody waits for my posts with bated breath. I can't imagine the number of deaths I've caused from their hyperventilation/suffocation (*delete according to symptoms suffered). Right, I can't imagine. And if you're waiting for a sensible post, God bless you.
Blame my randomness on Chandler, one of the six Friends I've dated marathonically every given day. Oh, I love these Friends so much, I have abandoned my good old ones. Whoever that was quoted saying "TV is my new best friend", that's me spot on.
Damn, this is sad. Is this how B(e)ing Chandler feels?
Ay, I'm suppose to be posting about how 'very much alive' I am. Er... How about... I'm eating VERY well? So very well, I've put on kilos to the point of obesity... which drove me to pick up tennis, be it only once a week training, so as to minimize the damage done. Not that it helps much anyway cos I've been swatting more flies than hitting actual balls with those forehand/backhand practice.
I had the intention of aceing my tennis then go to Shanghai Masters Cup to watch Djokovic play and perhaps spar with him, that way I'd be inspired to slim down to a lithe athletic body, catch his eye, get that elusive autograph, maybe even score a date... Alas, like many of my other intentions, things came in between amid the tiny overlookable flaws and I had to abolish the diet plan. I only hope that watching him on Paris Masters on ch24 now will motivate me enough to get my ass off Couch, hit the pavement and r.. u ... n ? Gosh, that word seems so far away...
I had the intention of diving with my new gorgeous, fantastic, amazing partner, the CANON IXUS 85 complete with marine pack, and capture wonders of the underwater world. Alas (again), I am to take my Divemaster test before going on any of those trips before the end of this year. What with the diving season closing and my dive theory thrown out the window, diving this year is virtually impossible. Goodbye opportunities to meet cute angmohs.
I also had the intention of uploading many eventful pictures up here... Those overseas trips, my cousin's wedding, SJC school excursion trip, and of course tt fun-filled Wild Wild Wet outing with TK ppl =) (first time I put the Canon Marine Pack to the test) etc. etc.
Alas... alas... alas... As much as Laptop has taught me patience, uploading pictures here is more than a chore. Laptop's mouse cursor is hanging on me and I'm navigating my way through Windows with the shortcut keys now. The time spent in NYP doing that wretched Digital Media Design course wasn't wasted after all. That reminds me... I'm thinking of furthering my studies in Mass Comm.. and that thought is still work in progress with the researching done on this BLOODY Laptop. My putting up with this piece of junk is cause for admiration, as shuangru puts it. Truth is, miser me don't have enough money to get a decent laptop, what with recession and blah (not that it affects me anyway since i'm working parttime jobs) and it is my only link to the virtual world and yahoo mailbox. Despite my complaints, I could only make do with what I have. This, being 7 years old, is the mother lode of laptops of the world and it certainly deserves the respect for being alive after all this while (be it barely: Virtual Memory beeps low every time, 'S' key and optical disk drive are broken, etc.) And it perhaps is the oldest piece of electronic equipment I've ever owned. So hooray!
O O O O O, and I'm very happy now cause all my rooms are neat and tidy, -yes including the cupboard and cabinets, I didn't just stuff everything out of sight. So I get to choose to sleep in my cosy 'shark, planets, soft toys, figurines, harry potter'-infested teenager room or the brightly lit, book-filled, air-conditioned married sister's former room. Jealous or not? They don't get to be neat at the same time very often.. but thanks to my mum's surprise-very-advanced birthday celebration party at the hdb ktv rc, I spent a whole 9 hours packing up the rooms just in case any friends wanna stay over. Guitar, Mahjong, Movies, Books, Poker, Games, Food, Drinks, I love I love, as much as I love Djokovic, James Franco, Christian Bale and Friends. Stayovers anyone? You arrange. Muahahaha.
Yours maybe-Sincerely,
Chandler Bing's friend.
Note: If this post seem a little "out of the box", "toeing the line", "threading the needle" (as Monica advises Rachel as she ruins Ross's wedding to Emily), the author is overdosed with Friends where Chandler just bedded Monica in Season 5 so she's a little over the top. Take this entry semi-seriously.
This much is true... I'm going to be very very very happy coming 18th of November because You-Know-Who and You-Know-What is showing!!! Thrillogists are obliged to uphold the Potter tradition and watch it with me! My apologies to Shawn, Firstly and whoever I may be dating then. HAHAHA.. as if.
"Goodbye is not forever, but fats is." - Bapok A!Bang (Eh.. I still have your little gift.. and where/when the hell is our Singapore Grand Slam?)
This is an automated random message. Generated to inform you that Blog might be dead (as is Laptop that shall join the orbituaries very soon). But the owner is very much alive... as is Voldemort (in the movie version, the book series has ended long time back before Desktop died).
I suppose nobody waits for my posts with bated breath. I can't imagine the number of deaths I've caused from their hyperventilation/suffocation (*delete according to symptoms suffered). Right, I can't imagine. And if you're waiting for a sensible post, God bless you.
Blame my randomness on Chandler, one of the six Friends I've dated marathonically every given day. Oh, I love these Friends so much, I have abandoned my good old ones. Whoever that was quoted saying "TV is my new best friend", that's me spot on.
Damn, this is sad. Is this how B(e)ing Chandler feels?
Ay, I'm suppose to be posting about how 'very much alive' I am. Er... How about... I'm eating VERY well? So very well, I've put on kilos to the point of obesity... which drove me to pick up tennis, be it only once a week training, so as to minimize the damage done. Not that it helps much anyway cos I've been swatting more flies than hitting actual balls with those forehand/backhand practice.
I had the intention of aceing my tennis then go to Shanghai Masters Cup to watch Djokovic play and perhaps spar with him, that way I'd be inspired to slim down to a lithe athletic body, catch his eye, get that elusive autograph, maybe even score a date... Alas, like many of my other intentions, things came in between amid the tiny overlookable flaws and I had to abolish the diet plan. I only hope that watching him on Paris Masters on ch24 now will motivate me enough to get my ass off Couch, hit the pavement and r.. u ... n ? Gosh, that word seems so far away...
I had the intention of diving with my new gorgeous, fantastic, amazing partner, the CANON IXUS 85 complete with marine pack, and capture wonders of the underwater world. Alas (again), I am to take my Divemaster test before going on any of those trips before the end of this year. What with the diving season closing and my dive theory thrown out the window, diving this year is virtually impossible. Goodbye opportunities to meet cute angmohs.
I also had the intention of uploading many eventful pictures up here... Those overseas trips, my cousin's wedding, SJC school excursion trip, and of course tt fun-filled Wild Wild Wet outing with TK ppl =) (first time I put the Canon Marine Pack to the test) etc. etc.
Alas... alas... alas... As much as Laptop has taught me patience, uploading pictures here is more than a chore. Laptop's mouse cursor is hanging on me and I'm navigating my way through Windows with the shortcut keys now. The time spent in NYP doing that wretched Digital Media Design course wasn't wasted after all. That reminds me... I'm thinking of furthering my studies in Mass Comm.. and that thought is still work in progress with the researching done on this BLOODY Laptop. My putting up with this piece of junk is cause for admiration, as shuangru puts it. Truth is, miser me don't have enough money to get a decent laptop, what with recession and blah (not that it affects me anyway since i'm working parttime jobs) and it is my only link to the virtual world and yahoo mailbox. Despite my complaints, I could only make do with what I have. This, being 7 years old, is the mother lode of laptops of the world and it certainly deserves the respect for being alive after all this while (be it barely: Virtual Memory beeps low every time, 'S' key and optical disk drive are broken, etc.) And it perhaps is the oldest piece of electronic equipment I've ever owned. So hooray!
O O O O O, and I'm very happy now cause all my rooms are neat and tidy, -yes including the cupboard and cabinets, I didn't just stuff everything out of sight. So I get to choose to sleep in my cosy 'shark, planets, soft toys, figurines, harry potter'-infested teenager room or the brightly lit, book-filled, air-conditioned married sister's former room. Jealous or not? They don't get to be neat at the same time very often.. but thanks to my mum's surprise-very-advanced birthday celebration party at the hdb ktv rc, I spent a whole 9 hours packing up the rooms just in case any friends wanna stay over. Guitar, Mahjong, Movies, Books, Poker, Games, Food, Drinks, I love I love, as much as I love Djokovic, James Franco, Christian Bale and Friends. Stayovers anyone? You arrange. Muahahaha.
Yours maybe-Sincerely,
Chandler Bing's friend.
Note: If this post seem a little "out of the box", "toeing the line", "threading the needle" (as Monica advises Rachel as she ruins Ross's wedding to Emily), the author is overdosed with Friends where Chandler just bedded Monica in Season 5 so she's a little over the top. Take this entry semi-seriously.
This much is true... I'm going to be very very very happy coming 18th of November because You-Know-Who and You-Know-What is showing!!! Thrillogists are obliged to uphold the Potter tradition and watch it with me! My apologies to Shawn, Firstly and whoever I may be dating then. HAHAHA.. as if.
"Goodbye is not forever, but fats is." - Bapok A!Bang (Eh.. I still have your little gift.. and where/when the hell is our Singapore Grand Slam?)
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
one more for... The Dark Knight
As promised (to myself), I watched The Dark Knight in the theatres again. And as predicted, I'm still not blogging about my overseas trips 'cos I'm lazy.. (in The Joker's tone) Ha. Ha. Ha...
Alas I'm still enthused enough by last night's date with The Dark Knight, I had myself make a commitment to blog about it. The movie gets even better the second time I watched it (which is really quite remarkable considering it's the same thing). This time, I really learnt to appreciate the subtleties of the film. I kept a closer look at certain seemingly minor characters that I've known to play a bigger part later in the film and many little details that were first overlooked, I realised now are actually pretty sleek.. It's really brilliant the way some acts are discreetly put in so you've seen it almost subconciously but never really saw it coming. Know wad I mean? Oh.. did I mention the smart dialogues and quotable 'punch' lines (some of them literal)?
The Dark Knight really is the ultimate movie experience of year 2008... it ties for the top spot in my list of movies you MUST watch in the cinema with Harry Potter & the Sorceror's Stone. Not a dull moment, every scene was so engaging that I left the theatre feeling surreal (talk about an out of this world experience), like I've actually time traveled to Gotham City (or Hogwarts). It's like waking from a lucid dream... Oh oh oh.. I was so lost in it, I'm no longer conscious of my own being.
Speaking of which, I really get quite annoyed by people who don't give such movies the respect they deserve. Here I am getting lost in my movie, drinking in every word, breathing every scene (and this is the compulsive obsessive that rewinds a video everytime she misses a single sigh and gets frustrated when she couldn't catch even the most irrelevant dialogue).. then some pretend smart alecs that couldn't save their smart-assed comments to themselves (yes, I know you knew that was going to happen whether you've watched it twice or once or none), fiddle with their handphones (like they will die if they don't touch it for two agonizingly long hours) and then ask me what they've missed... thereby destroying my 'moment' with whichever actor I was indulging with. I'll probably hate me if I went out watching such excellent movies with myself. I mean... I don't think I have the best movie etiquette nor dining etiquette nor shopping etiquette nor punctuality etiquette. I don't think I make a very good companion actually, I'm mostly too absorbed in my own world. I doubt very much that I will get a boyfriend in this lifetime. Damn. So excuse me while I retreat to my Gotham city and lose my senses in the masked crusader. (Oh, excuse me Novak. I'm sorry. You know how fickle-minded I am. But like you, I prefer to keep my options open. I still love you. *winks)
I know the previous entry had tons of quotes already.. but but.. I can't help it, can I?
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Harvey Dent: You either die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.
Two-Face: You thought we could be decent men in an indecent time. But you were wrong. The world is cruel, and the only morality in a cruel world is chance.
[holds up his coin]
Two-Face: Unbiased. Unprejudiced. Fair.
Batman: Then why do you want to kill me?
The Joker: [laughs] I don't want to kill you! What would I do without you? Go back to ripping off mob dealers? No, no, you... you complete me.
The Joker: You just couldn't let me go could you? This is what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object. You truly are incorruptible aren't you? You won't kill me out of some misplaced sense of self-righteousness, and I won't kill you, because you're just too much fun. I think you and I are destined to do this forever.
Batman: You'll be in a padded cell forever.
The Joker: Maybe we can share one. They'll be doubling up, the rate this city's inhabitants are losing their minds.
The Joker: [to Det. Stephens] Do you wanna know why I use a knife? Guns are too quick. You can't savor all the... little... emotions. In... you see, in their last moments, people show you who they really are. So in a way, I know your friends better than you ever did. Would you like to know which of them were cowards?
Batman: Sometimes, truth isn't good enough, sometimes people deserve more. Sometimes people deserve to have their faith rewarded.
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And if you haven't watched The Dark Knight by now, you ought to shoot yourself.
By the way, if you're the kind, like many of my friends, that hates unrealistic superhero movies, be assured that this movie is unlike any of those. It's more of a crime/thriller with zero supernatural elements and that's what make the Dark Knight so believable. Enough said.
Alas I'm still enthused enough by last night's date with The Dark Knight, I had myself make a commitment to blog about it. The movie gets even better the second time I watched it (which is really quite remarkable considering it's the same thing). This time, I really learnt to appreciate the subtleties of the film. I kept a closer look at certain seemingly minor characters that I've known to play a bigger part later in the film and many little details that were first overlooked, I realised now are actually pretty sleek.. It's really brilliant the way some acts are discreetly put in so you've seen it almost subconciously but never really saw it coming. Know wad I mean? Oh.. did I mention the smart dialogues and quotable 'punch' lines (some of them literal)?
The Dark Knight really is the ultimate movie experience of year 2008... it ties for the top spot in my list of movies you MUST watch in the cinema with Harry Potter & the Sorceror's Stone. Not a dull moment, every scene was so engaging that I left the theatre feeling surreal (talk about an out of this world experience), like I've actually time traveled to Gotham City (or Hogwarts). It's like waking from a lucid dream... Oh oh oh.. I was so lost in it, I'm no longer conscious of my own being.
Speaking of which, I really get quite annoyed by people who don't give such movies the respect they deserve. Here I am getting lost in my movie, drinking in every word, breathing every scene (and this is the compulsive obsessive that rewinds a video everytime she misses a single sigh and gets frustrated when she couldn't catch even the most irrelevant dialogue).. then some pretend smart alecs that couldn't save their smart-assed comments to themselves (yes, I know you knew that was going to happen whether you've watched it twice or once or none), fiddle with their handphones (like they will die if they don't touch it for two agonizingly long hours) and then ask me what they've missed... thereby destroying my 'moment' with whichever actor I was indulging with. I'll probably hate me if I went out watching such excellent movies with myself. I mean... I don't think I have the best movie etiquette nor dining etiquette nor shopping etiquette nor punctuality etiquette. I don't think I make a very good companion actually, I'm mostly too absorbed in my own world. I doubt very much that I will get a boyfriend in this lifetime. Damn. So excuse me while I retreat to my Gotham city and lose my senses in the masked crusader. (Oh, excuse me Novak. I'm sorry. You know how fickle-minded I am. But like you, I prefer to keep my options open. I still love you. *winks)
I know the previous entry had tons of quotes already.. but but.. I can't help it, can I?
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Harvey Dent: You either die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.
Two-Face: You thought we could be decent men in an indecent time. But you were wrong. The world is cruel, and the only morality in a cruel world is chance.
[holds up his coin]
Two-Face: Unbiased. Unprejudiced. Fair.
Batman: Then why do you want to kill me?
The Joker: [laughs] I don't want to kill you! What would I do without you? Go back to ripping off mob dealers? No, no, you... you complete me.
The Joker: You just couldn't let me go could you? This is what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object. You truly are incorruptible aren't you? You won't kill me out of some misplaced sense of self-righteousness, and I won't kill you, because you're just too much fun. I think you and I are destined to do this forever.
Batman: You'll be in a padded cell forever.
The Joker: Maybe we can share one. They'll be doubling up, the rate this city's inhabitants are losing their minds.
The Joker: [to Det. Stephens] Do you wanna know why I use a knife? Guns are too quick. You can't savor all the... little... emotions. In... you see, in their last moments, people show you who they really are. So in a way, I know your friends better than you ever did. Would you like to know which of them were cowards?
Batman: Sometimes, truth isn't good enough, sometimes people deserve more. Sometimes people deserve to have their faith rewarded.
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And if you haven't watched The Dark Knight by now, you ought to shoot yourself.
By the way, if you're the kind, like many of my friends, that hates unrealistic superhero movies, be assured that this movie is unlike any of those. It's more of a crime/thriller with zero supernatural elements and that's what make the Dark Knight so believable. Enough said.
Friday, August 08, 2008
Why so serious?
Hello stagnant blog and the readers I don't care about, I'm back. I have my reasons (be it excuses) for the less frequent posts so I'm not sorry. And if you still care to read on... let me attempt to explain myself. muahahahhaha..
Reason no. 1: Like the tennis players on tours, I've have been traveling too much. (I know the connection is just that tat bit forced. Humour me, would ya?) I haven't even unpacked my stuff from Bali and Perth and tomorrow I'm heading off to Bintan. Already I feel like an air stewardess, even though I'll never make the interview - not that I want to be one (don't wish to cause any air traffic incidents). Ok, so you have the right to complain... "What trip? Where are the pics?...." "Grathias, you don't love us anymore.." - as quoted from ah !bang and badot. Chill factor. We'll meet soon. And I'll put up a post about my vacations if you so desperately want to get jealous. muahhaahhaha...
Reason no. 2: My companion of 6 years have finally breathed it's last reboot on me... after years of whirring, bleeping and groaning (I should have read the warning signs), it would reboot no more. The motherboard died. Now it lies in it's dormant state with the years of downloaded music and videos and pictures I only hope to be still intact within the harddisk. And with this lousy 8year-old metal crap (I didn't mean to call you crap, don't hang on me now.. not till I save this draft) I'm still hammering on.. this laptop that weighs a ton, runs on pentium ancient, takes 10 over mins to startup, able to run maximum 3 programs at anyone time without hanging and just had the 'S' key chipped out of the keyboard which makes words that contain the letter 'S' such a bitch to type. Now you don't expect me to blog essays out of this junk, needless to say, upload pictures I painstakingly selected only to have this darn comp hang on me. See, this laptop is the reason I don't go on msn, for fear that it'll hang on me in the midst of a conversation, and my friends think I hate them by logging off abruptly. Plus, msn takes up too much virtual memory and slows up the already slow comp a whole lot. So here's my secret to training patience.
Reason no. 3: I have to catch up on SCV, my beloved especially. Novak hasn't been winning tournaments cos I haven't been supporting him. So forgive me for the times when I'd rather turn on the TV than this junk lappie.
Reason no. 4: Trainings, thereby, leaving me exhausted. Cos like harry potter, at home, I can only write in the night.
Reason no. 5: Coachings, leaving me in too foul a mood to blog with perspective.
Reason no. 6: This darn library book that I couldn't finish and have been on it for almost 2 months. Please don't read Nick Hornby's Fever Pitch if you're not a soccer fan. Even a fellow sports fanatic like me can't plough through the chapters. The only motivation for me to finish it is so that I can start on the Harlan Coben thriller soon.
Reason no. ?: Right. Now I'm just pushing it.
So what is my agenda for this surprise post? No, it's not to defend myself (yea, right). No, it's not Nadal's newly crowned world number 1 ranking (although I'd love to post on that, but I have too many fed loving friends so I shall not break their hearts in case they break mine by jesting about Novak's loss to that bloody Murray). No, it's not my fabulous trips and dives at Bali, Perth and Tioman. No, it's not even about me getting selected into the F&P Nations cup (yet conveniently I put this in).
It's about...
That one film to be ranked #1 on the IMDb within just two days of its theatrical release, currently ranked #1 for IMDb's Top 250 movies of all time.
That one film that has one actor in preparing for his role, lived alone in a hotel room for a month, formulating the character's psychology, posture and voice, - started a diary, in which he wrote the character's thoughts and feelings to guide himself during his performance.
That one film starring my favorite actor as my favorite comic-based hero.
There ain't many movie sequels that can succeed its predecessor this convincingly. The Dark Knight is not overly techie nor peppered with C/G (computer graphics), the film is very much character-driven (much like Batman Begins) and these characters have agendas we easily identify with, and o... I LOVE the witty dialogues, timely delivered (Joker says to Rachel, "A litte fight in you, I like that." Batman appears to say "Then you're going to love me." and kicked his ass.)
Even the villainous Joker has quote-worthy lines and makes sense in his psychopathic ways - a personal favourite "Whatever doesn't kill you, only makes you... stranger". That commitment Heath Ledger subjected himself to play the Joker's character (confining himself, keeping a diary of Joker's thoughts) which contributed to his unfortunate death - Heath needed to take meds to help him sleep and the many prescriptions different doctors gave him combined to make the deadly cocktail. It's so sad... Even Michael Caine (plays character Alfred) thought he's better than Jack Nicholson's version of the Joker. In fact, Heath Ledger's Joker gave Caine such a fright, Caine forgot his lines during filming of the scene at Bruce Wayne's penthouse. Oh I will miss this Joker (not Novak in this case) and I really wonder how they are going to continue the next sequel 'cos the Joker (character) didn't die. (Hanna aka budget did bring up a good point that luckily, Joker wears thick makeup so it won't be too obvious if it's a different person. But i'm kinda sure the acting will be that much different... like how we all dislike the current dumbledore in the movie.)
The Dark Knight trivia on IMDb
This film is far more realistic and believable than any other superhero/comic-based movie ever made. Afterall, Batman doesn't have amazing superpowers, he just some wealthy, righteous and very smart zillionaire. And of course, it helps that my favorite actor, Christian Bale, is known for his dedication to the roles he plays and he usually chooses characters that are obsessive and troubled. (See.. I'm that sucker for the man who has a past... real life or not. muahahhaaha) And then with his acting skills aside, boy.. he looks damn good.
And of course, thanks to Christopher Nolan's great direction that sets the tone of this series apart from all the those other artsy, exaggerated and circus-like Batman films. After all, this is the man who directed a couple of my other favourite movies, Memento, The Prestige.
So dear friend, if you haven't watched The Dark Knight, I beg you to watch it. You are missing out the film of the year. The #1 ranked movie on IMDb. In fact, I'm quite darn keen to watch this movie again and relive that experience of being immersed in Gotham City for the whole 3hours.
I shall leave this post with a few of my favorite moments & quotes from the movie. Will be back to blog after Bintan. Don't bet on it though.
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-The Insane-
The Joker: And I thought my jokes were bad...
Batman: What did you do?
The Joker: I took Gotham's white knight, and brought him down to our level. It wasn't hard. Y'see, madness, as you know, is like gravity. All it takes is a little... push.
The Joker: It's simple, we, uh, kill the Batman.
[Mobsters laugh]
Salvatore Maroni: If you're so smart, why didn't you kill him already?
The Joker: If you're good at something, never do it for free.
Gambol: [to The Joker] Give me one reason why I shouldn't have my boy here rip your head off.
The Joker: How about a magic trick?
[pulls out a pencil and sticks it upright into the table]
The Joker: I'm gonna make this pencil... disappear.
[Gambol's thug walks over to kill The Joker, who pushes his face into the pencil and kills him]
The Joker: Ta-daa! It's... gone!
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- The Funny -
The Joker: It's a funny world we live in. Speaking of funny, do you know how I got these scars?
Batman: No. But I know how you got these.
[When Bruce crashed his Lambourgini to save Reese.]
Lt. James Gordon: That was a very brave thing you did, Wayne.
Bruce Wayne: What, trying to catch the light?
Lt. James Gordon: You mean you weren't protecting the van?
Bruce Wayne: [completely oblivious] Why? Who's in it?
Alfred Pennyworth: [looks at the large gash on Bruce's arm] Were you mauled by a tiger?
Bruce Wayne: It was a dog...
Alfred Pennyworth: Huh?
Bruce Wayne: It was a big dog!
[pause]
Bruce Wayne: More copycats today, Alfred, with guns.
Alfred Pennyworth: Why don't you hire them and take the weekend off?
Bruce Wayne: [after walking into his restaurant] Why don't we put some tables together?
Harvey Dent: I don't think they'll let us.
Bruce Wayne: They should…I own the place.
Lucius Fox: Let me get this straight: You think that your client, one of the wealthiest, most powerful men in the world, is secretly a vigilante who beats criminals to a pulp with his bare hands. And your plan is to blackmail this person? Good luck.
Bruce Wayne: I need a new suit.
Lucius Fox: Yeah, three buttons is a little '90's, Mr. Wayne.
Bruce Wayne: I'm not talking fashion, Mr. Fox, so much as function.
[hands him a diagram]
Lucius Fox: You want to be able to turn your head.
Bruce Wayne: Sure would make backing out of the driveway easier.
Lucius Fox: Spying on 30 million people is not part of my job description.
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-The Heroic-
Alfred Pennyworth: Know your limits, Master Wayne.
Bruce Wayne: Batman has no limits.
Alfred Pennyworth: But you do, sir.
Bruce Wayne: Well, can't afford to know them.
Harvey Dent: The night is darkest just before the dawn. And I promise you, the dawn is coming.
Bruce Wayne: People are dying, Alfred. What would you have me do?
Alfred Pennyworth: Endure, Master Wayne. Take it. They'll hate you for it. But that's the point of Batman, he can be the outcast. He can make the choice that no one else can make, the right choice.
Bruce Wayne: Well today I found out what Batman can't do. He can't endure this. Today you finally get to say "I told you so."
Alfred Pennyworth: Today, sir, I don't want to.
[pauses for several moments]
Alfred Pennyworth: But I did bloody tell you.
Batman: I'm whatever Gotham needs me to be.
[last lines]
Lt. James Gordon: Because he's the hero Gotham deserves, but not the one it needs right now...and so we'll hunt him, because he can take it. Because he's not a hero. He's a silent guardian, a watchful protector...a dark knight.
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Oh my gosh, I can go on forever. For more memorable quotes from The Dark Knight, go here. Right now, I must sleep, it's almost morning. Like the bat, I sleep in the day. And I've got to get to Bintan tomorrow. Drats.
CiaoZ,
The Fanatic of Batman, Christian Bale, Novak Djokovic, James Franco, Harry Potter. (and whatever else I can think of another time.)
Reason no. 1: Like the tennis players on tours, I've have been traveling too much. (I know the connection is just that tat bit forced. Humour me, would ya?) I haven't even unpacked my stuff from Bali and Perth and tomorrow I'm heading off to Bintan. Already I feel like an air stewardess, even though I'll never make the interview - not that I want to be one (don't wish to cause any air traffic incidents). Ok, so you have the right to complain... "What trip? Where are the pics?...." "Grathias, you don't love us anymore.." - as quoted from ah !bang and badot. Chill factor. We'll meet soon. And I'll put up a post about my vacations if you so desperately want to get jealous. muahhaahhaha...
Reason no. 2: My companion of 6 years have finally breathed it's last reboot on me... after years of whirring, bleeping and groaning (I should have read the warning signs), it would reboot no more. The motherboard died. Now it lies in it's dormant state with the years of downloaded music and videos and pictures I only hope to be still intact within the harddisk. And with this lousy 8year-old metal crap (I didn't mean to call you crap, don't hang on me now.. not till I save this draft) I'm still hammering on.. this laptop that weighs a ton, runs on pentium ancient, takes 10 over mins to startup, able to run maximum 3 programs at anyone time without hanging and just had the 'S' key chipped out of the keyboard which makes words that contain the letter 'S' such a bitch to type. Now you don't expect me to blog essays out of this junk, needless to say, upload pictures I painstakingly selected only to have this darn comp hang on me. See, this laptop is the reason I don't go on msn, for fear that it'll hang on me in the midst of a conversation, and my friends think I hate them by logging off abruptly. Plus, msn takes up too much virtual memory and slows up the already slow comp a whole lot. So here's my secret to training patience.
Reason no. 3: I have to catch up on SCV, my beloved especially. Novak hasn't been winning tournaments cos I haven't been supporting him. So forgive me for the times when I'd rather turn on the TV than this junk lappie.
Reason no. 4: Trainings, thereby, leaving me exhausted. Cos like harry potter, at home, I can only write in the night.
Reason no. 5: Coachings, leaving me in too foul a mood to blog with perspective.
Reason no. 6: This darn library book that I couldn't finish and have been on it for almost 2 months. Please don't read Nick Hornby's Fever Pitch if you're not a soccer fan. Even a fellow sports fanatic like me can't plough through the chapters. The only motivation for me to finish it is so that I can start on the Harlan Coben thriller soon.
Reason no. ?: Right. Now I'm just pushing it.
So what is my agenda for this surprise post? No, it's not to defend myself (yea, right). No, it's not Nadal's newly crowned world number 1 ranking (although I'd love to post on that, but I have too many fed loving friends so I shall not break their hearts in case they break mine by jesting about Novak's loss to that bloody Murray). No, it's not my fabulous trips and dives at Bali, Perth and Tioman. No, it's not even about me getting selected into the F&P Nations cup (yet conveniently I put this in).
It's about...
That one film to be ranked #1 on the IMDb within just two days of its theatrical release, currently ranked #1 for IMDb's Top 250 movies of all time.
That one film that has one actor in preparing for his role, lived alone in a hotel room for a month, formulating the character's psychology, posture and voice, - started a diary, in which he wrote the character's thoughts and feelings to guide himself during his performance.
That one film starring my favorite actor as my favorite comic-based hero.
There ain't many movie sequels that can succeed its predecessor this convincingly. The Dark Knight is not overly techie nor peppered with C/G (computer graphics), the film is very much character-driven (much like Batman Begins) and these characters have agendas we easily identify with, and o... I LOVE the witty dialogues, timely delivered (Joker says to Rachel, "A litte fight in you, I like that." Batman appears to say "Then you're going to love me." and kicked his ass.)
Even the villainous Joker has quote-worthy lines and makes sense in his psychopathic ways - a personal favourite "Whatever doesn't kill you, only makes you... stranger". That commitment Heath Ledger subjected himself to play the Joker's character (confining himself, keeping a diary of Joker's thoughts) which contributed to his unfortunate death - Heath needed to take meds to help him sleep and the many prescriptions different doctors gave him combined to make the deadly cocktail. It's so sad... Even Michael Caine (plays character Alfred) thought he's better than Jack Nicholson's version of the Joker. In fact, Heath Ledger's Joker gave Caine such a fright, Caine forgot his lines during filming of the scene at Bruce Wayne's penthouse. Oh I will miss this Joker (not Novak in this case) and I really wonder how they are going to continue the next sequel 'cos the Joker (character) didn't die. (Hanna aka budget did bring up a good point that luckily, Joker wears thick makeup so it won't be too obvious if it's a different person. But i'm kinda sure the acting will be that much different... like how we all dislike the current dumbledore in the movie.)
The Dark Knight trivia on IMDb
This film is far more realistic and believable than any other superhero/comic-based movie ever made. Afterall, Batman doesn't have amazing superpowers, he just some wealthy, righteous and very smart zillionaire. And of course, it helps that my favorite actor, Christian Bale, is known for his dedication to the roles he plays and he usually chooses characters that are obsessive and troubled. (See.. I'm that sucker for the man who has a past... real life or not. muahahhaaha) And then with his acting skills aside, boy.. he looks damn good.
And of course, thanks to Christopher Nolan's great direction that sets the tone of this series apart from all the those other artsy, exaggerated and circus-like Batman films. After all, this is the man who directed a couple of my other favourite movies, Memento, The Prestige.
So dear friend, if you haven't watched The Dark Knight, I beg you to watch it. You are missing out the film of the year. The #1 ranked movie on IMDb. In fact, I'm quite darn keen to watch this movie again and relive that experience of being immersed in Gotham City for the whole 3hours.
I shall leave this post with a few of my favorite moments & quotes from the movie. Will be back to blog after Bintan. Don't bet on it though.
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-The Insane-
The Joker: And I thought my jokes were bad...
Batman: What did you do?
The Joker: I took Gotham's white knight, and brought him down to our level. It wasn't hard. Y'see, madness, as you know, is like gravity. All it takes is a little... push.
The Joker: It's simple, we, uh, kill the Batman.
[Mobsters laugh]
Salvatore Maroni: If you're so smart, why didn't you kill him already?
The Joker: If you're good at something, never do it for free.
Gambol: [to The Joker] Give me one reason why I shouldn't have my boy here rip your head off.
The Joker: How about a magic trick?
[pulls out a pencil and sticks it upright into the table]
The Joker: I'm gonna make this pencil... disappear.
[Gambol's thug walks over to kill The Joker, who pushes his face into the pencil and kills him]
The Joker: Ta-daa! It's... gone!
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- The Funny -
The Joker: It's a funny world we live in. Speaking of funny, do you know how I got these scars?
Batman: No. But I know how you got these.
[When Bruce crashed his Lambourgini to save Reese.]
Lt. James Gordon: That was a very brave thing you did, Wayne.
Bruce Wayne: What, trying to catch the light?
Lt. James Gordon: You mean you weren't protecting the van?
Bruce Wayne: [completely oblivious] Why? Who's in it?
Alfred Pennyworth: [looks at the large gash on Bruce's arm] Were you mauled by a tiger?
Bruce Wayne: It was a dog...
Alfred Pennyworth: Huh?
Bruce Wayne: It was a big dog!
[pause]
Bruce Wayne: More copycats today, Alfred, with guns.
Alfred Pennyworth: Why don't you hire them and take the weekend off?
Bruce Wayne: [after walking into his restaurant] Why don't we put some tables together?
Harvey Dent: I don't think they'll let us.
Bruce Wayne: They should…I own the place.
Lucius Fox: Let me get this straight: You think that your client, one of the wealthiest, most powerful men in the world, is secretly a vigilante who beats criminals to a pulp with his bare hands. And your plan is to blackmail this person? Good luck.
Bruce Wayne: I need a new suit.
Lucius Fox: Yeah, three buttons is a little '90's, Mr. Wayne.
Bruce Wayne: I'm not talking fashion, Mr. Fox, so much as function.
[hands him a diagram]
Lucius Fox: You want to be able to turn your head.
Bruce Wayne: Sure would make backing out of the driveway easier.
Lucius Fox: Spying on 30 million people is not part of my job description.
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-The Heroic-
Alfred Pennyworth: Know your limits, Master Wayne.
Bruce Wayne: Batman has no limits.
Alfred Pennyworth: But you do, sir.
Bruce Wayne: Well, can't afford to know them.
Harvey Dent: The night is darkest just before the dawn. And I promise you, the dawn is coming.
Bruce Wayne: People are dying, Alfred. What would you have me do?
Alfred Pennyworth: Endure, Master Wayne. Take it. They'll hate you for it. But that's the point of Batman, he can be the outcast. He can make the choice that no one else can make, the right choice.
Bruce Wayne: Well today I found out what Batman can't do. He can't endure this. Today you finally get to say "I told you so."
Alfred Pennyworth: Today, sir, I don't want to.
[pauses for several moments]
Alfred Pennyworth: But I did bloody tell you.
Batman: I'm whatever Gotham needs me to be.
[last lines]
Lt. James Gordon: Because he's the hero Gotham deserves, but not the one it needs right now...and so we'll hunt him, because he can take it. Because he's not a hero. He's a silent guardian, a watchful protector...a dark knight.
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Oh my gosh, I can go on forever. For more memorable quotes from The Dark Knight, go here. Right now, I must sleep, it's almost morning. Like the bat, I sleep in the day. And I've got to get to Bintan tomorrow. Drats.
CiaoZ,
The Fanatic of Batman, Christian Bale, Novak Djokovic, James Franco, Harry Potter. (and whatever else I can think of another time.)
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Dream boy..
I meant to blog about the wonderful trips my family and I went together on to Bangkok, Genting, & Kota Tinggi... wanted to put up some pics as well...
Alas, tennis, Roland Garros and Djokovic came in between those intentions. Thus, this very post is spurred not by reality, but by a dream I had this morning and every second since I woke from it, the details slipped faster the more I attempt to grasp at it... Oh, the agony of having woken up from a beautiful dream... (no, it's not a wet dream)
starring my boy..
so cute for what?
Call me obsessed, but I love a man with a past who has been through the harsher times. Perhaps that's what made Nole so driven yet wise at the same time. =)
Novak's article from Telegraph
Since you're still here with me at this post, I suppose you are curious about my dream: Shanghai Masters Cup - I wore my Novak adidas jersey to watch Djokovic play live in China Shanghai. At the end of the match, in a chinese speaking country, I was the only person asking for Novak's autograph in English. I was trying to impress him so I attempted to strike up a conversation and asked him about his tennis career etc. Novak was intrigued by my insightful questions, and he invited me to dinner with his family after the event.. There I met his family and I was speaking to his mum before Vertical Horizon started singing away...(I vaguely recall that anxiety to impress my potential 'in laws', can't remember if his cute brother was there. awwwww..)
Brother Love
wahhahhaahah... ok.. before you shout 'dream on'.. it IS a dream ok?
DAMN that alarm clock for waking me up! (fyi, Vertical Horizon - You're A God was my alarm ringtone)
Novak, in dreams we meet again..
Till wimbledon then. (or till anytime I feel like dragging my lazy ass to upload my family photos and narrate real-life expeditions.)
Alas, tennis, Roland Garros and Djokovic came in between those intentions. Thus, this very post is spurred not by reality, but by a dream I had this morning and every second since I woke from it, the details slipped faster the more I attempt to grasp at it... Oh, the agony of having woken up from a beautiful dream... (no, it's not a wet dream)
starring my boy..
so cute for what?Call me obsessed, but I love a man with a past who has been through the harsher times. Perhaps that's what made Nole so driven yet wise at the same time. =)
Novak's article from Telegraph
Since you're still here with me at this post, I suppose you are curious about my dream: Shanghai Masters Cup - I wore my Novak adidas jersey to watch Djokovic play live in China Shanghai. At the end of the match, in a chinese speaking country, I was the only person asking for Novak's autograph in English. I was trying to impress him so I attempted to strike up a conversation and asked him about his tennis career etc. Novak was intrigued by my insightful questions, and he invited me to dinner with his family after the event.. There I met his family and I was speaking to his mum before Vertical Horizon started singing away...(I vaguely recall that anxiety to impress my potential 'in laws', can't remember if his cute brother was there. awwwww..)
Brother Lovewahhahhaahah... ok.. before you shout 'dream on'.. it IS a dream ok?
DAMN that alarm clock for waking me up! (fyi, Vertical Horizon - You're A God was my alarm ringtone)
Novak, in dreams we meet again..
Till wimbledon then. (or till anytime I feel like dragging my lazy ass to upload my family photos and narrate real-life expeditions.)
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Djokovic's faster than a speeding bullet!
To celebrate Novak's birthday, this post is a tribute to his success. Yes, djokovic is rising faster than a speeding bullet in the rankings! WATCH OUT ROGER!
(ok la.. and this is for you shuang, i hope u recover from ur dengue soon. be glad. you're loved. by mosquitoes at least.)
Are you feeling it?
P/S: psst... ROLAND GARROS IS STARTING ON THIS SUNDAY! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? I CAN'T WAIT!
P/P/S: I hope Novak reaches the final and plays Nadal in this French Open!
(ok la.. and this is for you shuang, i hope u recover from ur dengue soon. be glad. you're loved. by mosquitoes at least.)
Are you feeling it?
P/S: psst... ROLAND GARROS IS STARTING ON THIS SUNDAY! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? I CAN'T WAIT!
P/P/S: I hope Novak reaches the final and plays Nadal in this French Open!
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Tennis lookalikes
Jan. This is for you, again. The 2nd vid got me laughing so hard, I couldn't sleep. (It's 5plus am already.)
HAHA. Which is your fav 'face-off'? I thought the kim clijsters vs princess fiona, mauresmo vs tommy haas, mario ancic vs karate kid, davenport vs the goonies' woman, ferrer vs lord farquuard, chela vs fido dido, stepanek vs gollum and the street fighter character vs taylor dent... those are real classics. I thought the person who made the vid could have done novak some justice. The person that he was being compared to is quite ugly. At least Christian Bale is better looking...
Maybe not quite on this one.. but it's the scrawniest Bale I could find.
See.. the guys I like have that certain look, you know. (*winks at shuang)
Anyways, Nole just won his 10th career title in the Rome masters, and he's just 310 points behind Nadal now... If Nadal fails to defend his points in Hamburg, and Djokovic goes beyond the quarterfinals, we may be looking at a new world no. 2! =)
French Open is coming soon! YEA YEA YEA!! It's all happening so fast, I'm very excited now! It's time for me to catch up on the WTA action. I hope Justine is doing fine, she has a French Open title to defend. Stayovers to watch late night live matches, yes? =)
I hope lao die aka Baghdatis is back by then. Shuang and I miss him a lot since that defeat to pompous ass-faced Hewitt during aussie open. =(
Till then. Hamburg tonight... my boy is playing. Muahahahahha...
HAHA. Which is your fav 'face-off'? I thought the kim clijsters vs princess fiona, mauresmo vs tommy haas, mario ancic vs karate kid, davenport vs the goonies' woman, ferrer vs lord farquuard, chela vs fido dido, stepanek vs gollum and the street fighter character vs taylor dent... those are real classics. I thought the person who made the vid could have done novak some justice. The person that he was being compared to is quite ugly. At least Christian Bale is better looking...
Maybe not quite on this one.. but it's the scrawniest Bale I could find.See.. the guys I like have that certain look, you know. (*winks at shuang)
Anyways, Nole just won his 10th career title in the Rome masters, and he's just 310 points behind Nadal now... If Nadal fails to defend his points in Hamburg, and Djokovic goes beyond the quarterfinals, we may be looking at a new world no. 2! =)
French Open is coming soon! YEA YEA YEA!! It's all happening so fast, I'm very excited now! It's time for me to catch up on the WTA action. I hope Justine is doing fine, she has a French Open title to defend. Stayovers to watch late night live matches, yes? =)
I hope lao die aka Baghdatis is back by then. Shuang and I miss him a lot since that defeat to pompous ass-faced Hewitt during aussie open. =(
Till then. Hamburg tonight... my boy is playing. Muahahahahha...
Monday, May 05, 2008
All the Cat Fights and Bitch Slapping...
NSL makes me blog a lot. (ok. 1 post a week is not a lot. but at least it's better than once in 2 months, so that's an improvement.)
I must say. This NSL season is very entertaining. Everybody is going mad. Or is it that last year my team was too 'uninvolved' for me to be bothered? hmmmm... Even though the scorelines are rarely close (with the exception of Marlins vs Stingrays game), I believe many spectators are watching it for the violence. I admit I get excited when I see people whacking each other on court (The bruised tatoos are the new work of body art.). It's the entertainment-and-cause-for-bitching factor. Of course, that is only when I'm a spectator. It's tough being a clean player on court nowadays. I have progressed from Miss Fifa Fairplayer to Miss Out of Body Control. Of course, with that extra weight to blame. DAMN IT! Plus I only sight the ball and absolutely nothing else (which is how I used to kiss the post not once but twice - catching the same type of lob, bounced off the netball post and badly sprained my ankle). With that much desire to win the game, that little discipline to clear the bodies, it's no surprise people are throwing their bodies on court (to the point where some are body slams!) Though I must admit, that deliberate foot-tripping, knee-kneeling and skirt-grabbing has got to be the dirtiest tricks of all, very discreet, very clever. Somebody shout 'MURDER'! We are progressing from the 'A', 'B', 'C's now. Courtesy of Prem, "A she me A, B la!" ('A' what 'A', 'B' lah!) Very nice, it has got to be one of my favorite quotes. =)
And there you have it, in a scene filled with countless adrenaline-pumped, angst-filled, chatty-mouthed females.., many of us are guilty of speaking ill of another. The Compliment percentage is definitely lower than the Critics %. Especially we like to harp on the latter and bitch about the world. Let's just say it out loud in NSL terms, vipers got the brunt of it. I dunno whether to pity them or not - (or rather, some of them). I do, however, indulge in a little delightful bitching about hairy A**P*t M** aka 'B'ad (that is, i don't feel the least guilty speaking ill of that person). And since this is a public blog, I am obliged to speak in codes (that's the trend) and hopefully the accused will be blind enough to not read between the lines. That shouldn't be too difficult. Pardon the pun.
Right. Having said about Vipers, if one were to try and put herself in their shoes, it is really tough trying to keep the morale up in a most-hated team which resulted from a series of unfortunate events (with no Lemony Snickets) especially when one didn't choose to be in that spot. I'm not trying to say feng1 liang2 hua4 (wind cold talk - loosely translates into 'fake sympathy') just 'cos Mannas squeezed into the top 4. I'm thinking of my few friends in Viperians. Perhaps some has already adopted the 'play-then-play-lor' mindset and set into the 'go-through-the-motion' gear, much like many of the our games. But for a team that's loosely divided (few trainings and what not), vipers has had commendable games. Ok lor, call me a hypocrite lor - Even the deaf knew I was cheering Marlins in today's match. But I supported a few friends in Vipers ar. I refuse to further comment on my 'tattoo' on the arm when ppl pointed it out, because apparently, I gave bestfren 4 of them. HAHAHA. There is no political correct answer in tacky situations so I shall not attempt to say anything else. I love Sharks!
Aren't they beautiful creatures? Please don't eat sharks' fins.
Peiqin aka the hardworking, you're the pillar of strength in the Sharks team. Well done ar! I hope you get more than $80. (Win the MVP lor!)
On the other hand, (I'll try not to gloat, but this is MY blog you know) for a team that started off with almost nothing and a couple of anon players. All I can say is, Mannas are really true underdogs. We don't have flair flair shooters, don't have fit enough midfielders, don't have ultra experienced national players and we don't have behind-the-scenes collaborators... so we definitely deserve a pat in the back coming thus far. Granted, the games that we won may not be when opponents are at the best of forms, but we capitalised on the mistakes and took them in our stride. Despite what others may say, I'd say we sprung surprises. See, there's this saying that goes, "I'd rather be lucky than good". So whatever it takes to get as far as we can - be it bai dua pek gong, circumcise ourselves, fast, pray in confinement-, as long as we get to our goal in a NICE and CLEAN way. Don't need to commit murder just to win, I'd rather have some luck. =) So we may suffer the uglier defeats, but our mood never dampened for long and most importantly, we don't do the blame game, so for that, I'm proud and happy to be in Mannas. Oh of course, there's the incentive for earning more money this year than last year's measly $80 in Mannas. Wahahahaa..
Ok, so I'm going to aim for the sky.
-Recover in time to play vs Arowanas at 101%.
-Play a nice game (show others we're not where we are out of sheer luck even though it can be a contributing factor). Let's win deservingly or lose gloriously.
-Trackback to the fairplay days, be disciplined and have better body control.
-Play as a team and work for each other.
-Enjoy the game. Stay positive.
-Use your brain. Use your brain.
-Lastly, don't get tired. muahahhahaah...
GO UNDERDOGS!!
My butt is hurting and getting on my nerves from sitting. No joke. Hopefully I'll be back soon with more stories and less injuries.
P/S: I still hate hairy APM.
*last edit. *edited again.
P/P/S: I love bitching, still. But alas, I do not bear grudges because I have a very bad memory. And I have a certain respect for fellow human kind. (When things are taken out of context, ________.. blah blah blah. what was it again?)
*MeeOOoooWwww...* 0#%^xx#78xyz**x!!~*xx......
........ *RrrOooARrr!~~**
psst.. doesn't Yingqi look like she got blown away by my thunderous roar? HAHAHAH..
I must say. This NSL season is very entertaining. Everybody is going mad. Or is it that last year my team was too 'uninvolved' for me to be bothered? hmmmm... Even though the scorelines are rarely close (with the exception of Marlins vs Stingrays game), I believe many spectators are watching it for the violence. I admit I get excited when I see people whacking each other on court (The bruised tatoos are the new work of body art.). It's the entertainment-and-cause-for-bitching factor. Of course, that is only when I'm a spectator. It's tough being a clean player on court nowadays. I have progressed from Miss Fifa Fairplayer to Miss Out of Body Control. Of course, with that extra weight to blame. DAMN IT! Plus I only sight the ball and absolutely nothing else (which is how I used to kiss the post not once but twice - catching the same type of lob, bounced off the netball post and badly sprained my ankle). With that much desire to win the game, that little discipline to clear the bodies, it's no surprise people are throwing their bodies on court (to the point where some are body slams!) Though I must admit, that deliberate foot-tripping, knee-kneeling and skirt-grabbing has got to be the dirtiest tricks of all, very discreet, very clever. Somebody shout 'MURDER'! We are progressing from the 'A', 'B', 'C's now. Courtesy of Prem, "A she me A, B la!" ('A' what 'A', 'B' lah!) Very nice, it has got to be one of my favorite quotes. =)
And there you have it, in a scene filled with countless adrenaline-pumped, angst-filled, chatty-mouthed females.., many of us are guilty of speaking ill of another. The Compliment percentage is definitely lower than the Critics %. Especially we like to harp on the latter and bitch about the world. Let's just say it out loud in NSL terms, vipers got the brunt of it. I dunno whether to pity them or not - (or rather, some of them). I do, however, indulge in a little delightful bitching about hairy A**P*t M** aka 'B'ad (that is, i don't feel the least guilty speaking ill of that person). And since this is a public blog, I am obliged to speak in codes (that's the trend) and hopefully the accused will be blind enough to not read between the lines. That shouldn't be too difficult. Pardon the pun.
Right. Having said about Vipers, if one were to try and put herself in their shoes, it is really tough trying to keep the morale up in a most-hated team which resulted from a series of unfortunate events (with no Lemony Snickets) especially when one didn't choose to be in that spot. I'm not trying to say feng1 liang2 hua4 (wind cold talk - loosely translates into 'fake sympathy') just 'cos Mannas squeezed into the top 4. I'm thinking of my few friends in Viperians. Perhaps some has already adopted the 'play-then-play-lor' mindset and set into the 'go-through-the-motion' gear, much like many of the our games. But for a team that's loosely divided (few trainings and what not), vipers has had commendable games. Ok lor, call me a hypocrite lor - Even the deaf knew I was cheering Marlins in today's match. But I supported a few friends in Vipers ar. I refuse to further comment on my 'tattoo' on the arm when ppl pointed it out, because apparently, I gave bestfren 4 of them. HAHAHA. There is no political correct answer in tacky situations so I shall not attempt to say anything else. I love Sharks!
Aren't they beautiful creatures? Please don't eat sharks' fins.Peiqin aka the hardworking, you're the pillar of strength in the Sharks team. Well done ar! I hope you get more than $80. (Win the MVP lor!)
On the other hand, (I'll try not to gloat, but this is MY blog you know) for a team that started off with almost nothing and a couple of anon players. All I can say is, Mannas are really true underdogs. We don't have flair flair shooters, don't have fit enough midfielders, don't have ultra experienced national players and we don't have behind-the-scenes collaborators... so we definitely deserve a pat in the back coming thus far. Granted, the games that we won may not be when opponents are at the best of forms, but we capitalised on the mistakes and took them in our stride. Despite what others may say, I'd say we sprung surprises. See, there's this saying that goes, "I'd rather be lucky than good". So whatever it takes to get as far as we can - be it bai dua pek gong, circumcise ourselves, fast, pray in confinement-, as long as we get to our goal in a NICE and CLEAN way. Don't need to commit murder just to win, I'd rather have some luck. =) So we may suffer the uglier defeats, but our mood never dampened for long and most importantly, we don't do the blame game, so for that, I'm proud and happy to be in Mannas. Oh of course, there's the incentive for earning more money this year than last year's measly $80 in Mannas. Wahahahaa..
Ok, so I'm going to aim for the sky.
-Recover in time to play vs Arowanas at 101%.
-Play a nice game (show others we're not where we are out of sheer luck even though it can be a contributing factor). Let's win deservingly or lose gloriously.
-Trackback to the fairplay days, be disciplined and have better body control.
-Play as a team and work for each other.
-Enjoy the game. Stay positive.
-Use your brain. Use your brain.
-Lastly, don't get tired. muahahhahaah...
GO UNDERDOGS!!
My butt is hurting and getting on my nerves from sitting. No joke. Hopefully I'll be back soon with more stories and less injuries.
P/S: I still hate hairy APM.
*last edit. *edited again.
P/P/S: I love bitching, still. But alas, I do not bear grudges because I have a very bad memory. And I have a certain respect for fellow human kind. (When things are taken out of context, ________.. blah blah blah. what was it again?)
*MeeOOoooWwww...* 0#%^xx#78xyz**x!!~*xx......
........ *RrrOooARrr!~~**psst.. doesn't Yingqi look like she got blown away by my thunderous roar? HAHAHAH..
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
worldly affairs
Ok. So it's been a bad weekend. I'm pmsing and moody cos Novak lost to Federer. No. Not lost. He retired from the match with a sore throat apparently. Imagine my disappointment. What a way to go. No wonder I feel less than inspired over the weekend. (yea right. i'm sorry nole.) You know I bloody hate that A**P*t M**. So I've decided to make myself feel better by looking at how much worse off some other parts of the world is.
Since my previous post was about saving the world.. I shall continue with that campaign cos' the following video has been rotting in the drafts since global warming. Right. It's a video against animal testing. Though that doesn't stop me from eating meat. I like to believe that they are ethically slaughtered. I'll perhaps only turn vegetarian if that's a job prerequisite to be a zoo keeper. (I tried applying for it to join my animal friends) Oh yea, in effort to channel out the rage in me, I've decided I'd rather face animals than people. HAHAHA.. But I still refuse to eat sharks' fins. Check back 2 weeks later for an updated resolution.
Here goes:
Yep. So Mars and Sneakers are bad, apparently so. Boycott them. Eat Cadbury. Wouldn't it be nice?
Ooooh.. And if you're as angry as me, or troubled or stressed or feel suicidal, I find it therapeutic to read some sadistic news. Not that I'm a sadist... It's more like "Hello... there are ppl out there in a crazier world, so get a grip already" See, all of us need a reminder every now and then.
Not sure if you've read about the news about this Austrian who held his daughter captive for 24 years (hell, before I was even born) in a cellar beneath the house and his wife didn't even notice. The worse part of this drama is she bore him 7 kids after he raped her on many occasions. Imagine how weird and twisted it must be to have the father and grandfather to be the same man... It's "Flowers in the Attic" in real life. Incest in the sickest way possible. See how twisted parts of the world has become. What other controversial news can attract the media like honey to the bees? We all delight in some of the strange, perverse and gossip ourselves. Perhaps I'm not as insane as I imagined myself to be (with my likes for thrillers and gory movies).
Read the news report here.
Well, that's the latest news that has caught my eye... aside from the PIE 6-lane traffic jam, that poor 60-something cancer surviving auntie that got ran over by a taxi... etc, etc. No wonder some people don't read newspapers (other than the fact that they are lazy, like me). It can get downright depressing sometimes. To quote Edward Norton in Death to Smoochy 'You can't change the world but you can make a dent.'
What that means I don't quite know. so... save the trees.
P/S: Find Robert Langdon (he may be able to help decode dissociative writing).
P/P/S: Velcome Badot back to the world where babis dwell. Vajivavudh, ve shall anticipate Baapok's bbq and eat like dogs. And Happy 'one-day-in-advance' Birthday, Ah Bang!
P/P/P/S: New song for new hope. If you find the song familiar, you've heard it from 'Extraordinary People', the documentary about Singaporeans you've watched the last decade. And boy aren't you old. HAHA.
Since my previous post was about saving the world.. I shall continue with that campaign cos' the following video has been rotting in the drafts since global warming. Right. It's a video against animal testing. Though that doesn't stop me from eating meat. I like to believe that they are ethically slaughtered. I'll perhaps only turn vegetarian if that's a job prerequisite to be a zoo keeper. (I tried applying for it to join my animal friends) Oh yea, in effort to channel out the rage in me, I've decided I'd rather face animals than people. HAHAHA.. But I still refuse to eat sharks' fins. Check back 2 weeks later for an updated resolution.
Here goes:
Yep. So Mars and Sneakers are bad, apparently so. Boycott them. Eat Cadbury. Wouldn't it be nice?
Ooooh.. And if you're as angry as me, or troubled or stressed or feel suicidal, I find it therapeutic to read some sadistic news. Not that I'm a sadist... It's more like "Hello... there are ppl out there in a crazier world, so get a grip already" See, all of us need a reminder every now and then.
Not sure if you've read about the news about this Austrian who held his daughter captive for 24 years (hell, before I was even born) in a cellar beneath the house and his wife didn't even notice. The worse part of this drama is she bore him 7 kids after he raped her on many occasions. Imagine how weird and twisted it must be to have the father and grandfather to be the same man... It's "Flowers in the Attic" in real life. Incest in the sickest way possible. See how twisted parts of the world has become. What other controversial news can attract the media like honey to the bees? We all delight in some of the strange, perverse and gossip ourselves. Perhaps I'm not as insane as I imagined myself to be (with my likes for thrillers and gory movies).
Read the news report here.
Well, that's the latest news that has caught my eye... aside from the PIE 6-lane traffic jam, that poor 60-something cancer surviving auntie that got ran over by a taxi... etc, etc. No wonder some people don't read newspapers (other than the fact that they are lazy, like me). It can get downright depressing sometimes. To quote Edward Norton in Death to Smoochy 'You can't change the world but you can make a dent.'
What that means I don't quite know. so... save the trees.
P/S: Find Robert Langdon (he may be able to help decode dissociative writing).
P/P/S: Velcome Badot back to the world where babis dwell. Vajivavudh, ve shall anticipate Baapok's bbq and eat like dogs. And Happy 'one-day-in-advance' Birthday, Ah Bang!
P/P/P/S: New song for new hope. If you find the song familiar, you've heard it from 'Extraordinary People', the documentary about Singaporeans you've watched the last decade. And boy aren't you old. HAHA.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
for the world's sake... and for crying out loud...
I'm not a scientist.
I'm not a marine biologist.
I'm not a veterinarian.
I'm not a politician.
I'm not an activist.
I'm not an environmentalist.
I'm not an ecologist.
Hell, I don't even hold a proper job, so what the **** am I trying to complain about this time?
But really... of recent, I've been watching some very powerful films that I feel a strong surge of emotions about. Never would I have expected that the facts, figures, politics and controversies amounted will give rise to such disgust I feel about ourselves, the human race. The world is coming to an end, so God help us. (If you believe in him, that is.) Before you think that I'm mad, consider this.. two out of the four films I've watched are movie documentaries [An Inconvenient Truth, Sharkwater], the other based on true events [Rendition], and the last about living the last days of life which puts much in perspective [The Bucket List]. If you're still this '-' close to sending me to the asylum, why not try watching the films I just mentioned and see how you feel about it, see if you feel motivation to do something. For me, blogging this post is a start... even though I may not be overwhelmed enough to join wildaid or politics to do something. I rather enjoy sitting my lazy ass at home typing away. E-F-F-O-R-T-L-E-S-S. If I can't change the world, the least I could do is raise some sort of awareness.
Sure, after billions of years of evolution and such, here we are with our superior selves. We are the most intelligent creatures that ever walked earth, so proud of ourselves, sometimes we think we rule the Earth and its natural resources, that they are plentiful and always available to our every demand. But the fact is, these resources are rapidly depleting. We are upsetting ecosystems, killing animals that control the food chain (sharks play a large part of maintaining the ocean's health by preying on plankton-eating fishes - planktons that absorbs carbon dioxide and produces oxygen in the water, water which covers 70% of Earth, which in turn means the ocean's health affects a major percentage of air [and food] that we live on), burning cheap fuels for better bargains, building state-of-art weapon technology in a mindless arms' race, etc...
I'm no preacher, and neither am I a vegan, but I do admit to be unusually compassionate (not that I'm praising myself.. so don't roll your eyes) and I really feel a lot for our environment. This is the first time I've ever teared while watching a documentary.. Sharkwater director and biologist, Rob Steward, is the most inspiring man I've ever seen.. even more so than Novak. He's to sharks like Jane Goodall is to Chimpanzees, even greater (plus he's kinda cute too. HAHA). He put so much at risk including his own life, from battling life-threatening diseases to being on the run from the shark finning mafia, but he never stopped at his campaign to save the sharks. There's so much drama in his mission, it's hard to believe that it is a true story. You really should read up on how much he went through.. to quote from his blog:
"The creation of Sharkwater was a series of worst case scenarios. The lowest low was when I was hospitalized for flesh eating disease. The doctors were talking about removing my leg, and we were 3 weeks into shooting a shark film and had no shark footage. Everyone told me I should return home for proper medical care. My girlfriend and parents were upset, my crew was freaking… I had to turn into captain positive to keep people from flying me home… If I went home, the film would have never been finished because it was such a colossal failure that it would have been shelved. The expensive cameras would have been returned to the rental houses, and once freed from the hospital, I wouldn’t have been able to return to South America to film because of the huge financial hole that I was in. This was my one shot at making a difference and my first foray into filmmaking. I couldn’t accept that my effort to make a difference and to get into filmmaking was a failure.
The film also had a huge potential to do good…. To change the way people view sharks so they would fight for their protection, ultimately saving the oceans and humanity from destroying the ecosystems upon which they depend. Knowing this, there was no way I could give up."
And it is a amazing film indeed. Other than the fact that it really makes me wanna go diving, it made me sit up and think about doing something.
Enough said. Check this trailer out.
I've never seen any underwater footage like it. It fills me first with awe with the ocean's beauty.. then shocks me with the revolting activities some fishermen were filmed doing and that they are destroying something that is so beautiful - not just sharks, but they were killing so many other marine life with the incredulous long line fishing-, it's just so sad to watch... Everything is in relation to the other.. (Here's where 'An Inconvenient Truth' comes in) Global warming is causing the coral reefs in our oceans to die.. With our complancency, we are putting not just ourselves, but our future generations at risk. We're polluting our air, land and sea, giving rise to the global temperatures - and more violent weather phenomenal -.. If you think that I'm insane to get so worked up, it's like thinking it is impossible to rain hail in Singapore... and that my friend, has already happened... in case you haven't noticed. So what the hell are the politicians, activists, terrorists in the world are thinking.. what with the war when we are already in one with mother nature? Why are we not doing something more for our environment than building nuclear arms and changing social laws? Sure, it's not like the world is coming to an end tomorrow.. not as if we are going to run out of air in the next few days.. but if we truly deserve to be the next species to survive the next ecology evolution, we better start thinking about living in harmony with nature instead of using it for selfish gains and cheap trades.
To quote Al Gore in 'An Inconvenient Truth': "What we take for granted might not be here for our children."
This is such a great issue, some may think it far-fetched, not close enough to home and truth be told, I thought, hell, I'd be dead by then.. it's none of my business. And true.. there're controversies about Al Gore using scare tactics in the documentary film.. But you can't deny the facts and figures based on scientific research. And then, I thought, if I could make a difference now in my very short lifetime, would I? Before our future generations think of us as stupid, selfish and barbaric.. I'd better start doing something.
So if you and I only make up for two in billions and billions of us, what change can I make?
Remember that Secondary school Geography textbook we had? The chapter teaching us about conservation and what not? i think it's really kinda useful. Don't have to take it out to refer lah.. it's common sense like save electricity, sleep less air-con, don't leave your computer on overnight for no reason -unless if you're downloading something important- wahahaha, recycle plastic bags, take more public transport (not taxi), DON'T EAT SHARKS' FINS AND THOSE SO-CALLED DELICACIES unless they are farm-reared, don't buy fur and products that causes the inethical treatment of animals...etc, etc.. Madam Seah, my tk 'geofy' teacher, will be so proud of me now.
Honestly, I don't mean to preach but if we could just change a little bit of our exuberant lifestyle and contribute to the greater good, why not? Really lar, if I ever get famous playing sports (like Novak), I will start some campaign about helping wildaid and the environment if I know how to get to it... =) =) =) I can be the next Rob Stewart or Jane Goodall!! but first... I'll need to further my studies. hmmmmm...... darn. I do pledge not to drink or eat any shark's fin soup from now on and I urge you to do the same. If you have friends holding wedding banquets, tell them not to serve sharks' fin soup. If you're my friend holding a wedding banquet that serve sharks' fin soup, I'll boycott your wedding. HAHAHAA... And don't ever expect to eat shark's fin soup at my wedding banquet.. (if I ever have one...muahahha). No offense lar.. but the poor sharks (watch the documentary, really can cry for them). =S
I might be a little brainwashed right now from watching all those documentary films but it's not like I'm an activist.. so raising some awareness is not exactly a crime. You're free to take my advice or not. I still don't like George Bush, but that doesn't mean you have to hate him as well. Though having said that, America is never short of controversial political issues... (It's where the movie 'Rendition' comes into place but this post is so long already I shall not babble more), and I believe whoever the president is, it will never make EVERYBODY happy.
Ok lah. The heavy talk and films aside. I watched 'The Bucket List' with Shuangru today. It's really good.. and as I said, it brings our short lives into perspective even though it's a comedy... I never really thought of death as all that scary. Die then die lor. You know I like to live my life dangerously. Whahahahaha... Thought it'd be fun to make my little bucket list, a few 'must-do's before I kick the bucket.
1: Have sex - or rather.. to put it in a nicer way.. make love to the man I love (not a social escort ar..)
2: Dive with sharks, dolphins and whales
3: Chase tornadoes
4: Meet Novak Djokovic
5: Skydive, Bungee jump
6: Write a book that can still inspire people even after I'm gone
That's all that I can think of for now.. And also, it's late and I have to switch off the computer to save electricity and save the earth. heh heh... Good night!
P/S: If you have the time, watch the two documentary films I've mentioned... 'An Inconvenient Truth' & 'Sharkwater'. The latter especially if you're a scuba diver.
I'm not a marine biologist.
I'm not a veterinarian.
I'm not a politician.
I'm not an activist.
I'm not an environmentalist.
I'm not an ecologist.
Hell, I don't even hold a proper job, so what the **** am I trying to complain about this time?
But really... of recent, I've been watching some very powerful films that I feel a strong surge of emotions about. Never would I have expected that the facts, figures, politics and controversies amounted will give rise to such disgust I feel about ourselves, the human race. The world is coming to an end, so God help us. (If you believe in him, that is.) Before you think that I'm mad, consider this.. two out of the four films I've watched are movie documentaries [An Inconvenient Truth, Sharkwater], the other based on true events [Rendition], and the last about living the last days of life which puts much in perspective [The Bucket List]. If you're still this '-' close to sending me to the asylum, why not try watching the films I just mentioned and see how you feel about it, see if you feel motivation to do something. For me, blogging this post is a start... even though I may not be overwhelmed enough to join wildaid or politics to do something. I rather enjoy sitting my lazy ass at home typing away. E-F-F-O-R-T-L-E-S-S. If I can't change the world, the least I could do is raise some sort of awareness.
Sure, after billions of years of evolution and such, here we are with our superior selves. We are the most intelligent creatures that ever walked earth, so proud of ourselves, sometimes we think we rule the Earth and its natural resources, that they are plentiful and always available to our every demand. But the fact is, these resources are rapidly depleting. We are upsetting ecosystems, killing animals that control the food chain (sharks play a large part of maintaining the ocean's health by preying on plankton-eating fishes - planktons that absorbs carbon dioxide and produces oxygen in the water, water which covers 70% of Earth, which in turn means the ocean's health affects a major percentage of air [and food] that we live on), burning cheap fuels for better bargains, building state-of-art weapon technology in a mindless arms' race, etc...
I'm no preacher, and neither am I a vegan, but I do admit to be unusually compassionate (not that I'm praising myself.. so don't roll your eyes) and I really feel a lot for our environment. This is the first time I've ever teared while watching a documentary.. Sharkwater director and biologist, Rob Steward, is the most inspiring man I've ever seen.. even more so than Novak. He's to sharks like Jane Goodall is to Chimpanzees, even greater (plus he's kinda cute too. HAHA). He put so much at risk including his own life, from battling life-threatening diseases to being on the run from the shark finning mafia, but he never stopped at his campaign to save the sharks. There's so much drama in his mission, it's hard to believe that it is a true story. You really should read up on how much he went through.. to quote from his blog:
"The creation of Sharkwater was a series of worst case scenarios. The lowest low was when I was hospitalized for flesh eating disease. The doctors were talking about removing my leg, and we were 3 weeks into shooting a shark film and had no shark footage. Everyone told me I should return home for proper medical care. My girlfriend and parents were upset, my crew was freaking… I had to turn into captain positive to keep people from flying me home… If I went home, the film would have never been finished because it was such a colossal failure that it would have been shelved. The expensive cameras would have been returned to the rental houses, and once freed from the hospital, I wouldn’t have been able to return to South America to film because of the huge financial hole that I was in. This was my one shot at making a difference and my first foray into filmmaking. I couldn’t accept that my effort to make a difference and to get into filmmaking was a failure.
The film also had a huge potential to do good…. To change the way people view sharks so they would fight for their protection, ultimately saving the oceans and humanity from destroying the ecosystems upon which they depend. Knowing this, there was no way I could give up."
And it is a amazing film indeed. Other than the fact that it really makes me wanna go diving, it made me sit up and think about doing something.
Enough said. Check this trailer out.
I've never seen any underwater footage like it. It fills me first with awe with the ocean's beauty.. then shocks me with the revolting activities some fishermen were filmed doing and that they are destroying something that is so beautiful - not just sharks, but they were killing so many other marine life with the incredulous long line fishing-, it's just so sad to watch... Everything is in relation to the other.. (Here's where 'An Inconvenient Truth' comes in) Global warming is causing the coral reefs in our oceans to die.. With our complancency, we are putting not just ourselves, but our future generations at risk. We're polluting our air, land and sea, giving rise to the global temperatures - and more violent weather phenomenal -.. If you think that I'm insane to get so worked up, it's like thinking it is impossible to rain hail in Singapore... and that my friend, has already happened... in case you haven't noticed. So what the hell are the politicians, activists, terrorists in the world are thinking.. what with the war when we are already in one with mother nature? Why are we not doing something more for our environment than building nuclear arms and changing social laws? Sure, it's not like the world is coming to an end tomorrow.. not as if we are going to run out of air in the next few days.. but if we truly deserve to be the next species to survive the next ecology evolution, we better start thinking about living in harmony with nature instead of using it for selfish gains and cheap trades.
To quote Al Gore in 'An Inconvenient Truth': "What we take for granted might not be here for our children."
This is such a great issue, some may think it far-fetched, not close enough to home and truth be told, I thought, hell, I'd be dead by then.. it's none of my business. And true.. there're controversies about Al Gore using scare tactics in the documentary film.. But you can't deny the facts and figures based on scientific research. And then, I thought, if I could make a difference now in my very short lifetime, would I? Before our future generations think of us as stupid, selfish and barbaric.. I'd better start doing something.
So if you and I only make up for two in billions and billions of us, what change can I make?
Remember that Secondary school Geography textbook we had? The chapter teaching us about conservation and what not? i think it's really kinda useful. Don't have to take it out to refer lah.. it's common sense like save electricity, sleep less air-con, don't leave your computer on overnight for no reason -unless if you're downloading something important- wahahaha, recycle plastic bags, take more public transport (not taxi), DON'T EAT SHARKS' FINS AND THOSE SO-CALLED DELICACIES unless they are farm-reared, don't buy fur and products that causes the inethical treatment of animals...etc, etc.. Madam Seah, my tk 'geofy' teacher, will be so proud of me now.
Honestly, I don't mean to preach but if we could just change a little bit of our exuberant lifestyle and contribute to the greater good, why not? Really lar, if I ever get famous playing sports (like Novak), I will start some campaign about helping wildaid and the environment if I know how to get to it... =) =) =) I can be the next Rob Stewart or Jane Goodall!! but first... I'll need to further my studies. hmmmmm...... darn. I do pledge not to drink or eat any shark's fin soup from now on and I urge you to do the same. If you have friends holding wedding banquets, tell them not to serve sharks' fin soup. If you're my friend holding a wedding banquet that serve sharks' fin soup, I'll boycott your wedding. HAHAHAA... And don't ever expect to eat shark's fin soup at my wedding banquet.. (if I ever have one...muahahha). No offense lar.. but the poor sharks (watch the documentary, really can cry for them). =S
I might be a little brainwashed right now from watching all those documentary films but it's not like I'm an activist.. so raising some awareness is not exactly a crime. You're free to take my advice or not. I still don't like George Bush, but that doesn't mean you have to hate him as well. Though having said that, America is never short of controversial political issues... (It's where the movie 'Rendition' comes into place but this post is so long already I shall not babble more), and I believe whoever the president is, it will never make EVERYBODY happy.
Ok lah. The heavy talk and films aside. I watched 'The Bucket List' with Shuangru today. It's really good.. and as I said, it brings our short lives into perspective even though it's a comedy... I never really thought of death as all that scary. Die then die lor. You know I like to live my life dangerously. Whahahahaha... Thought it'd be fun to make my little bucket list, a few 'must-do's before I kick the bucket.
1: Have sex - or rather.. to put it in a nicer way.. make love to the man I love (not a social escort ar..)
2: Dive with sharks, dolphins and whales
3: Chase tornadoes
4: Meet Novak Djokovic
5: Skydive, Bungee jump
6: Write a book that can still inspire people even after I'm gone
That's all that I can think of for now.. And also, it's late and I have to switch off the computer to save electricity and save the earth. heh heh... Good night!
P/S: If you have the time, watch the two documentary films I've mentioned... 'An Inconvenient Truth' & 'Sharkwater'. The latter especially if you're a scuba diver.
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
dedication..
for you jan, (because it's a few weeks late and i promised so)...
I present to you the hottest man in the face of earth. It's drool time!
No, it's not Novak Djokovic.. this guy is THE PERFECT 10! on my scale at least. But only in terms of looks on the superficial level. I don't really know his character. Christian Bale is still the man with the most complete overall package I've ever known. (Bale is intensely dedicated to his acting as my Nole is to his tennis, and he scores better than Nole on looks and maturity wise.)
Ok. Enough talk. Here are the to-drool-for pictures...
James Franco (You will recognise him as the Green Goblin's son from 'Spiderman', or mr-very-hot pilot from 'Flyboys'.)
Annapolis
Annapolis
Annapolis
Flyboys
Flyboys
shuai4 or not?
so cute for wad la?
haha. ok la. maybe he's not that photogenic if you're still not won over.. But you should see him in Annapolis or Flyboys man... If I dream of him when I sleep, I will slip into coma and never ever wake up. HAHAHA. Even Djokovic hasn't reached that standard yet, cos I still woke up after dreaming of him, twice. Amazingly, I've never dreamt of Franco yet. YET.
Anyway, speaking of Djokovic, he lousy pok la.. after winning Indian Wells, he went on to lose out in the opening match of Miami a few days later. I almost died of disappointment and shock. But lebermind cos in the end nobody expected Davydenko to win either, so Djokovic is still not so far behind Nadal in terms of points. And... clay court season is coming, so it's a different surface altogether, a different start - Even for your Federer. but but, nole is very comfortable on clay ar... so we'll see..
Here's an article from Men's Vogue that provides more insight to the relationship between him and his country, how his tennis has brought Serbia to be known to the world in an otherwise forgotten place. Men's Vogue article
After reading the article, I can only imagine how tough it must hav been for him back then in Serbia. He is someone who has been through a lot (who clearly has a past) and it's heartening to see how far he've come and how much he does for his country.. though it's really amusing to hear tt he's bigger than a politician over there - given his demeanor (djoker and wad not).
And here in this article - after winning Australian Open -,Nole's words of wisdom, you can see how proud he is to be a Serbian.. and it gives an idea of the kind of person he really is.. (he doesn't go over the top even when he's the first Serbian to ever win a Grand Slam title - at such a young age. What did I ever achieved when I reached 20?) Certainly gotta give him credit for that, even though people may think him cocky, I call that confidence. After all, it's that belief since he was a boy that brought him to where he is now.
Just so you know that - with Djokovic, it's not a mindless obsession. heh.. (even though I may have many obsessions with other people & things) =P
I present to you the hottest man in the face of earth. It's drool time!
No, it's not Novak Djokovic.. this guy is THE PERFECT 10! on my scale at least. But only in terms of looks on the superficial level. I don't really know his character. Christian Bale is still the man with the most complete overall package I've ever known. (Bale is intensely dedicated to his acting as my Nole is to his tennis, and he scores better than Nole on looks and maturity wise.)
Ok. Enough talk. Here are the to-drool-for pictures...
James Franco (You will recognise him as the Green Goblin's son from 'Spiderman', or mr-very-hot pilot from 'Flyboys'.)
Annapolis
Annapolis
Annapolis
Flyboys
Flyboys
shuai4 or not?
so cute for wad la?haha. ok la. maybe he's not that photogenic if you're still not won over.. But you should see him in Annapolis or Flyboys man... If I dream of him when I sleep, I will slip into coma and never ever wake up. HAHAHA. Even Djokovic hasn't reached that standard yet, cos I still woke up after dreaming of him, twice. Amazingly, I've never dreamt of Franco yet. YET.
Anyway, speaking of Djokovic, he lousy pok la.. after winning Indian Wells, he went on to lose out in the opening match of Miami a few days later. I almost died of disappointment and shock. But lebermind cos in the end nobody expected Davydenko to win either, so Djokovic is still not so far behind Nadal in terms of points. And... clay court season is coming, so it's a different surface altogether, a different start - Even for your Federer. but but, nole is very comfortable on clay ar... so we'll see..
Here's an article from Men's Vogue that provides more insight to the relationship between him and his country, how his tennis has brought Serbia to be known to the world in an otherwise forgotten place. Men's Vogue article
After reading the article, I can only imagine how tough it must hav been for him back then in Serbia. He is someone who has been through a lot (who clearly has a past) and it's heartening to see how far he've come and how much he does for his country.. though it's really amusing to hear tt he's bigger than a politician over there - given his demeanor (djoker and wad not).
And here in this article - after winning Australian Open -,Nole's words of wisdom, you can see how proud he is to be a Serbian.. and it gives an idea of the kind of person he really is.. (he doesn't go over the top even when he's the first Serbian to ever win a Grand Slam title - at such a young age. What did I ever achieved when I reached 20?) Certainly gotta give him credit for that, even though people may think him cocky, I call that confidence. After all, it's that belief since he was a boy that brought him to where he is now.
Just so you know that - with Djokovic, it's not a mindless obsession. heh.. (even though I may have many obsessions with other people & things) =P
Monday, February 18, 2008
back from Batam
Right right. This following post is dated at least some 2 months back. It's been rotting as a draft for so long, I was one click away from choosing between the 'delete' and 'post' button. I chose the latter. After all, I did spend some effort typing this entry some time ago, be it outdated. Anyway, none of the posts in this blog seem to be up to date anymore. So anyhow la..
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"All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy..."
'Enough sleep and tv makes Grace a happy girl!'
Hello Hello! The bummer is back! Back to lazy days, back to holidaying mode, and back from Batam! heh. Truth is, for the past past weeks or so, until recently, lack of snooze time have turned me into a grouch (probably coupled with pms). What to do... I'm not a morning person. To wake up and start coaching at 8am every morning needed some getting used to, and I love the night too much to turn in early. Plus those kids used to really drive me up the wall. Now that I'm better adjusted, it's also great that I'm not working as often in the cathay, honestly. I stone less, and there's more brain activity. More time spent with the tv watching christmas-themed movies to soak up the holiday mood. Not too long ago, the 'sleep-deprived' me ran dry of humor and quirk to blog, so naturally, I'm back with a vengeance~
I saw two posters that I deem very appropriate for sleep-deprived people, especially when one has to battle sleep demons in a non-existent shop, stone for 9 1/2hrs straight after a morning session of coaching. I constantly had this vision of using toothpicks to keep my eyelids from drooping, or perhaps drawing 'fake eyes' on my eyelids may work just as well.
This sign was put up at Changi Airport's foodcourt and I think it's really wacky... it spent a couple of days on my hp's 'wallpaper-of-fame' to serve as a reminder of not falling asleep on the job. I'm meant to be a guard dog on duty to take charge of this pathetic shop.
Warning: The next picture might look pretty scary and it's not for the fainted-hearted.
Oh what the hell, if they can put it up on the bus stop as advertisement, it must be rated 'PG' at least. BE AFRAID, BE VUHRY AFRAID!
Haha. Isn't it wacky in a scary way? This depicts the toothpick technique to hold up one's eyes pretty well. Fyi, it's an advertisment for wasabi-flavored potato chips - meant to keep one awake. heh heh heh. Just what I needed.
Right. So I just got back from Batam. Usually, any holiday trip drains all energy out of me. But not this one. This is one of the most leisure trip I've ever been on. Bummer loves. There is definitely ample rest. In fact, it's like the battle of the snoozes with my fellow roommates. For once, I'm not the last to wake up. muahahahaha...
On the first day we arrived, we had our hand on various sports:
Table Tennis - alas, I've failed my dad. He was such a good tabletennis player, he won my mother's heart. I couldn't even bat the ball to save my life - How can I measure up to our olympic champ, limin, and interclass champion, jan? Jolene does make a good table tennis partner and mentor despite my ineptness.
Snooker - which I nearly lost to first-timer PQ. That girl has beginner's luck, I tell you. hahaha..
After shopping for some dirt cheap groceries, we had dinner at the dearly missed authentic A&W (with root beer float, of course, and other diner's curly fries) and then... ..
It's been a long time, Mr. A&W.
ROOOoooooooT Beeeeeeeer~~
(and then....I can't remember what cos blogger deleted the next part of my post. But this I remember....)
On the 2nd day on Batam island, there was the closest shave I've ever encountered with a serious accident (i think.. for now). Jan was sitting behind me in a twin jetski and let's just say the speed was too fast for either me or pq (aka the driver of the other jetski) to handle. Our paths converged before either of us had time to react. I just remembered over the course of the next few millisecs after we greeted each other, my initial smile turned into utter dread when I see the jetski heading in our direction and I only had enough time to widen my eyes... Next moment both jan and I were thrown into the water. I remembered my mind was a complete blank when I was underwater. Then I surfaced... Utter relief. I looked up at our jetski, spotted jan missing.. My heart dropped literally. Then I turned and saw jan surfaced... - I was so so so so absolutely relieved, I started laughing at our 'luck'. If you call it luck that is. I think we are both saved by grace. Fortunately, jan prays frequent enough. Thanks. (after that was the same old same old.. bridge, mahjong, drink, relax and sleep.. the usual holiday stuff.. nothing too exciting nor life-changing)
And this is why nobody will ever trust me the wheel if I pass my driving test next fri. Will Shuangru, 'my-amazing-race-asia-season-3-partner-to-be', have faith in me? Most importantly, will I have faith in her and fall asleep while she drives? Even lagi importantest, will we get selected? muahahhaha. Satay tuna. Stay tuned, that is. Remember to clear whichever roads I'm driving along. If you want to be included in the sms list of my traveling path details, leave me a message.
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"All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy..."
'Enough sleep and tv makes Grace a happy girl!'
Hello Hello! The bummer is back! Back to lazy days, back to holidaying mode, and back from Batam! heh. Truth is, for the past past weeks or so, until recently, lack of snooze time have turned me into a grouch (probably coupled with pms). What to do... I'm not a morning person. To wake up and start coaching at 8am every morning needed some getting used to, and I love the night too much to turn in early. Plus those kids used to really drive me up the wall. Now that I'm better adjusted, it's also great that I'm not working as often in the cathay, honestly. I stone less, and there's more brain activity. More time spent with the tv watching christmas-themed movies to soak up the holiday mood. Not too long ago, the 'sleep-deprived' me ran dry of humor and quirk to blog, so naturally, I'm back with a vengeance~
I saw two posters that I deem very appropriate for sleep-deprived people, especially when one has to battle sleep demons in a non-existent shop, stone for 9 1/2hrs straight after a morning session of coaching. I constantly had this vision of using toothpicks to keep my eyelids from drooping, or perhaps drawing 'fake eyes' on my eyelids may work just as well.
This sign was put up at Changi Airport's foodcourt and I think it's really wacky... it spent a couple of days on my hp's 'wallpaper-of-fame' to serve as a reminder of not falling asleep on the job. I'm meant to be a guard dog on duty to take charge of this pathetic shop.
Warning: The next picture might look pretty scary and it's not for the fainted-hearted.
Oh what the hell, if they can put it up on the bus stop as advertisement, it must be rated 'PG' at least. BE AFRAID, BE VUHRY AFRAID!
Haha. Isn't it wacky in a scary way? This depicts the toothpick technique to hold up one's eyes pretty well. Fyi, it's an advertisment for wasabi-flavored potato chips - meant to keep one awake. heh heh heh. Just what I needed.
Right. So I just got back from Batam. Usually, any holiday trip drains all energy out of me. But not this one. This is one of the most leisure trip I've ever been on. Bummer loves. There is definitely ample rest. In fact, it's like the battle of the snoozes with my fellow roommates. For once, I'm not the last to wake up. muahahahaha...
On the first day we arrived, we had our hand on various sports:
Table Tennis - alas, I've failed my dad. He was such a good tabletennis player, he won my mother's heart. I couldn't even bat the ball to save my life - How can I measure up to our olympic champ, limin, and interclass champion, jan? Jolene does make a good table tennis partner and mentor despite my ineptness.
Snooker - which I nearly lost to first-timer PQ. That girl has beginner's luck, I tell you. hahaha..
After shopping for some dirt cheap groceries, we had dinner at the dearly missed authentic A&W (with root beer float, of course, and other diner's curly fries) and then... ..
It's been a long time, Mr. A&W.
ROOOoooooooT Beeeeeeeer~~(and then....I can't remember what cos blogger deleted the next part of my post. But this I remember....)
On the 2nd day on Batam island, there was the closest shave I've ever encountered with a serious accident (i think.. for now). Jan was sitting behind me in a twin jetski and let's just say the speed was too fast for either me or pq (aka the driver of the other jetski) to handle. Our paths converged before either of us had time to react. I just remembered over the course of the next few millisecs after we greeted each other, my initial smile turned into utter dread when I see the jetski heading in our direction and I only had enough time to widen my eyes... Next moment both jan and I were thrown into the water. I remembered my mind was a complete blank when I was underwater. Then I surfaced... Utter relief. I looked up at our jetski, spotted jan missing.. My heart dropped literally. Then I turned and saw jan surfaced... - I was so so so so absolutely relieved, I started laughing at our 'luck'. If you call it luck that is. I think we are both saved by grace. Fortunately, jan prays frequent enough. Thanks. (after that was the same old same old.. bridge, mahjong, drink, relax and sleep.. the usual holiday stuff.. nothing too exciting nor life-changing)
And this is why nobody will ever trust me the wheel if I pass my driving test next fri. Will Shuangru, 'my-amazing-race-asia-season-3-partner-to-be', have faith in me? Most importantly, will I have faith in her and fall asleep while she drives? Even lagi importantest, will we get selected? muahahhaha. Satay tuna. Stay tuned, that is. Remember to clear whichever roads I'm driving along. If you want to be included in the sms list of my traveling path details, leave me a message.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
the way it is.
Found the time to browse a few blogs. Wondering if I'm too caught up in my own bubble. Not having an 'emo' moment here. But just wondering... wondering how the others are doing. Wondering if they do ever think of me. Wondering if it's my fault for losing the touch on my part. Or is everyone else caught up in their bubble too? Guess we've simply grown into our different paths, and that's gotta be the way it is. Nobody holds on to the past. Memories are nothing more.
Just wanna tell all my close friends, those that used to be.. still are. In my heart. Maybe I've changed, but I just didn't like to think so. I hope you are well out there, handling the darker aspects of life just fine... I may not seem to care. But I do. I simply don't know how to express it. Lack of time is just my excuse. Too much 'me' moments already... I should get out there indeed.
Just wanna tell all my close friends, those that used to be.. still are. In my heart. Maybe I've changed, but I just didn't like to think so. I hope you are well out there, handling the darker aspects of life just fine... I may not seem to care. But I do. I simply don't know how to express it. Lack of time is just my excuse. Too much 'me' moments already... I should get out there indeed.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
NoleDjoke
I'm a full fledged tennis fanatic for the Year 2008! And Djokovic will be my inspiration to work hard physically and mentally. (Goodbye to junk food...) if only.. HAHA.
Joined a cool forum to babble about my enthusiasm with Djokovic's game. And that's why I have that avatar on top there.
For those interested: http://www.tennis4you.com/forum/index.php I'm 'NoleDjoke' in there. It's meant to be a pun on Djokovic's name ('Nole' is his nickname) and that's 'no joke' or so to speak...
It's late and it will do no justice for me to attempt a proper post at this ungodly hour. I suppose '07 deserves a decent round up at least. What of the adventures of my Batam trip have you not heard about? (o jan, don't kill me.)
And '08 proved to be an amazing year thus far.. but let that be another time.. Right now, I need to steal some sleep before the Australia Open starts. =P
P/S: A new year, a new song. Perhaps a new skin to the blog when I get down to it.
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(i painstakingly typed this out word by word cos the lyrics are too darn beautiful. =) )
Where We Belong
Summer has passed
And winter's gone too
The good times and bad
We made it through
Alone without hope
We carried on
With love taking us
Where we belong
There were times
I didn't think we'll last
But in my mind
To live was all I ask
Summer has passed
And winter's gone too
The good times and bad
We made it through
Alone without hope
We carried on
And love took us up
Where we belong
I could not imagine
Living without the pain
But like the changing seasons
It had to go away
And now we shine as the sun
Summer has passed
And winter's gone too
The good times and bad
We made it through
Alone without hope
We carried on
With love taking us
Where we belong
When the day's cold and lonely
And nights are so long
We'll be where we belong
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(In case you're wondering and find this song vaguely familiar, it's from that touching '90s Jap drama, Under the same roof 2. I do hope it evokes some nice memories back during those times.)
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