I'm pretty much a zombie right now. Before the match I took some painkillers and I've been stoned ever since. I just reached home 30 minutes ago, and I really really abhor tampines and the east side! Anyway, I've been having a great time the past few days. Happy for most days, and lesser fights, more poking flabby tummies.

Chicken tikka and tomyum was gooood. Though I preferred the chicken tikkas I had at hongkong, this was okay. I only had one because kelvin gobbled up the rest.

I'm on the roll. Been watching movies after movies. First Ip Man, then that Saturday we watched Yes Man, which was remarkably good and funny, and then Monday we watched Twilight just to see how stupid it was.

So Twilight, hmmm. I can't stop laughing at the ridiculousness and the immaturity of it all. Vampires glitter under sunlight, WHAT? The whole movie was just so stupid and we kept laughing and laughing. The script was horrible, that bella girl couldnt act, the fight scene was like 5 mins? The part where bella got bitten and was going to die and then edward was sucking the venom out to save her was SO FUNNY. It was somehow the worst movie I've ever watched besides battlefield earth. 'I know what I want, i want to be with you forever,' LOLOLOLOL. This part made me squeal. I've been reciting the horrible bella script to kelvin just to give him the shits. Come on, they're only 17! WTF it's so bloody puppy love, like you know who you want to be with forever when you're 17! The story couldnt even progress properly.

I'm a sucker for vampire stories, I have the whole collection of Anne Rice in my room, I'm a sucker to vampire movies, but this has got to be the stupidest vampire movie I've ever watched. I don't know if the book is any better but every teenager is reading it so I'm just going to grow up and read some kiran desai or sylvia plath.

enough zombie rambling, i'm so drained and i'm getting breakfast with kelkel early morning. I have the most amazing black heels ever. someone chose it for me. (:

Labels: miss you, movie, smitten

So here's what I've came up with.

I'm really really sick, what a way to start the new year. lohoho why did you infect meeee. the cough is seriouly putting my spine out of whack again.

Yesterday, new year's eve, me and loh went to watch Ip Man. It was so cool at first, but I hated the mandarin dub. I prefer to watch it in cantonese haha. Then when the war came I was cringing alot because there was alot of blood and unexpected shooting. I was covering my eyes and eating lots of popcorn to distract myself. It was one of the coolest fight scenes I've ever watched but then kelvin showed me another one of donnie yen's mma fight scene, but i prefered the wing chun more because it has more grace then say, jiu jitsu and boxing stuff. kelvin suggested I take jiu jitsu. HAHA what? One lesson of muay thai and I was going to die, jiu jitsu is tough man. With this bad back someone's going to throw me down and make me incapable of walking forever. I don't know what un-loner life turned me into, because i've become the biggest bag of girl crap in the history of girldom. I used to watch war movies ALONE and opened my eyes huge and watched people blow each other brains off, watched Barry Pepper step on a landmine and get blown. (ugh.) I'm such a pansy nowadays. Either that or I'm showing off to lohoho that I'm very pretty and girly. But i'm really really scared!

I spent so much money yesterday because someone just had to get broke by going for a feet massage. I am truly a mamasan. A very kind mamasan too, who doesn't ask to be be paid with steamy sex with 10000000000 sweaty young men. Sigh. As women age, we don't get laid anymore. Sad, really. Talk about lubricating wrinkled vaginas.

I taste blood in my throat. My cough is HORRIBLE.

I thought I was going to have roses in 2008. I did, somehow. Alot of things happened, the events that made us cry, laugh... made us stronger, the whirlwind of emotions, the happiness... my diary that was filled up with smilies and drawings of broken hearts, with 'louvre', 'starbucks' and 'ikea' written all inside it. The year seemed endless when I was happy. When I was sad, it seemed as though 2008 had no roses for me. But when I think about all the things that happened, I'm so grateful for everything. And I'm so happy because I got to experience all this with you. Geez, this may sound cheesy but we don't just walk through life and meet random people. How many times can you walk through life and find your soulmate? How many people know what is going on in your mind, your shifting moods, know you through and through?

My new year's resolution is also to pray for you to be happy.

Happy new year.

Labels: loveee, movie, pondering

Being the usual insecure, really fat, really ugly (now i must emphasise that if I wasn't fat, I wouldnt be ugly, because I was hot when I was thin a couple of years ago) self, my seeming uncontrollable jealousy makes me unproductive. Unproductive meaning moping about, browsing through many pictures of deceased she-male ex-es, then feel shitty about self that you completely forget about the homework and stupid meaningless report you have to do that night. It's worse when the object of affection seems caught up by pictures of the object of my envy. Because I feel more and more desolate and uncherished, until I'm left to rot in the cabbage patch and turn into food for the crows.

Maybe I'm asking for too much. Maybe I'm not that all lovable.
But when you poke on my fats I feel all happy again. I need a fat poker. Poke me poke me poke me!

Today I watched Body Of Lies with kelvin. It was beyond scary that I used my scarf to cover my face for most of the scenes. I think it breeds islamophobia, somehow. Watching that wasnt so comfortable with imbeciles sitting in front repeating phrases 'insyallah' as a joke then laughing at it. Seriously, that's not funny you moron. It also shows how ignorant america is towards human lives, using innocent people as bait. Shows how cruel jihadists are, and all the politics. But as kelvin said, the movie was shining the spotlight on america about how they cannot be trusted, how they use people for their own advantage and all that. It wasn't a complete waste, but I do not like the movie.

Fyp is such an idiot.

Labels: movie, sad, stupid obsessions

13 going on 30 is one of my favourite movies ever.

What always stuck in my head was the scene where Jenna and Matt were on the swings and they jumped off and fell on the sand, and then Matt kissed her.

Jenna: You want to know a secret?
Matt: Yeah.
Jenna: You're the sweetest guy I've ever met.


(:

Labels: loveee, movie

Here lies my review on Harry Potter and The Order of the Phoenix. It's a little mediocre.

http://www.helium.com/tm/480744/harry-potter-order-phoenix

Labels: harry potter, movie, movie review

I wrote my first movie review! Which is like so whatever and ghastly, but it's top ten so I'm happy for now.

http://www.helium.com/tm/353352/pirates-caribbean-worlds-heavy

I LOVE PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN 3 AT WORLD'S END AND I REALISED ORLANDO BLOOM IS HANDSOME, BUT MY HEART STILL LIES WITH JOHNNY DEPP. HE'S BRILLIANT AND INSANE.
I WILL WATCH IT AGAIN.

But I've decided that I probably will not marry a good scottish man. I'd like to marry a dirty pirate with smudgy eyeliner. Real men wear eyeliner. And I'm talking crap. And I'm going to have sex with my Jack Sparrow poster now.

Labels: johnny depp, movie, pirates of the caribbean

I have been Butlerized. Okay well, I have been doing absolutely nothing, but playing stocks the whole day, while watching Gerry's interviews and news, and being on the messageboard. Haha, my new obssession is hsx. My net worth has gone down by the thousands, and I bought 25000 shares of Batman Dark Knight, loss a lot of money, invested in Gerard lost, but gained a lot more. I bought loads of 300, and it's currently the most I've earned from something. And it's unfair, because I introduced my sister to this whole hsx thing, and she's worth more than me. I don't know how it goes about actually. I buy shares in moderation, buy in thousands, and what have you. It's exciting seeing the money grow. Of course it's not real money, or I'd be a millionaire right now. It's Hollywood money. A T-shirt costs 8Million. We have to be THAT good just to get dressed.

I've also been reading Robert Burns writings. He has such passion and love. I've been reading them aloud in my 'improving' scottish accent. Not like I get all of the scottish oldspeak. But still, I get the chills reading some of his stuff and feel all sorts of things. And Butler is playing Burns! I bet it's going to be all sexy and lusty. He was born to play Burns. It's a great thing that this movie is going to be made. They're telling the story of this poet who wasn't born in a wealthy family, and he's a scots man. I don't have words for such a movie as this. I just thought it would be great that it would be released on Robert Burns' 250th anniversary, retelling the story of an extraordinary man so that he can be remembered. There is no one better to play Burns than someone who is so passionate about the man himself.

Right, and my mum would be flying off to Taipei tommorow for work. I'd have to cook and send my sister to bed. I am so happy that we no longer have a maid, and would never have any again. Though we have to do more things around at home and be more responsible, the freedom and privacy is worth all that. It's not that bad actually, once you get the rhythm going. I mentioned to my sister that our family is so 'Brady Bunch'. We are so traditional, that we find everyone else's families so weird. Like when you don't have dinner together, or you hardly talk to your siblings, or talk back to your parents. We don't do that around here. We're all about singing and 80s and moral values. Haha. My dad even has curly hair, and my sister wears an apron.

Labels: burns, gerard butler, movie

I've been listening to 300 soundtrack from the moment I got back, till now. I love Azam Ali's voice, I wish I could find the lyrics and knew what it meant. 'Goodbye my love' , 'message for the queen' and 'remember us' makes me what to rip my skin off. I just want to watch it again, be in that moment, cry for the queen, rejoice for Dilios at the end.

Queen Gorgo is like Leonidas' soulmate. She is a strong, hardy woman, who doesn't fight behind her husband, but beside him. She doesn't shed a tear, she takes care of herself, and does anything that might give Spartan's hope. The scene where they made love was so vital in portraying that they were husband and wife, not just king and queen. It was just so sad for her to succumb to Theron.

Haha, Gerard Butler is currently number 1 on IMDB, with David Wenham 5th. I am so happy for them, especially for David! It was so dissapointing that he (David) only went to the LA premiere. That stupid Xerxes, Rodrigo. He didn't act as much as I expected, yet he travels here and there, and give this interviews and stuff. David is so much shadowed. =[

Anyway, I'm still so estatic (and sad) about 300, that I've been bickering about it all night long. (Oh god, I've been jabbering about Gerry for weeks now, my sisters must be so sick!) I must watch it another time, or else, I might fall ill. (The other time, I said I must watch 300 or I will die. But I feel my life fulfilled after today, but I still got to watch it another time, without the having to pee part. I know I will be seriously ill if I don't watch it another time.) Damn, they have the replica of the Spartan sword and the shield online, but doesn't ship outside us. I would give anything for one of those.

I'm still not getting over the 'he once was creedy.' He's risen so much. Before 300, not many people knew him! My Creedy is King now. *sniffs*

Labels: 300, david wenham, gerard butler, movie

I am so pumped right now. I got in. I watched 300. Like a true Spartan, Spartan's never retreat, Spatan's never surrender. (Laughs) I couldn't even describe how anxious I was, 'What if they don't let me in? I wouldn't know what to say!'

I have been left speechless really. It's beyond my vocabulary to describe it. It was hard to concentrate at the beginning, when I heard David Wenham narrate. Because I love my David, I wanted to squeak. So I told myself, I've been waiting for this all year, don't let my love for Wenham blur my vision. Lo! Wenham was truly sexy beyond words. Two of my favourite actors in one movie that I've been waiting for. (So you know how disappointed I was when I found out it was m-18) Gerry was sexy, he had the most amazing body. I read about all the work he did, and his co-stars thought him insane. (Just too bad, he won't keep that shape anymore.) When I saw Gerry's ass, I wanted to shout, 'Oh my god, Gerry has an beautiful well toned ass.' But I've seen Wenham's before, and it was sexier and had dimples on them. (HEHE FUCKKKK.)

I got used to it immediately. I read a lot of reviews, saying that it looked more of a video game and you had to get used to it. But oh, the pauses in action sequences, the cgi skies, the flying heads- I loved it. I fucking loved it. It wasn't only the battle scenes that I craved for. The love of King Leodinas and the Queen was so real and emotional, that you could actually feel it. The King goes into battle with his queen on his mind. When he said, 'my queen, my wife, my love,' Ah, just got me right there. The Queen would do anything for her king, and it was so sad (when the blah blah blah... watch it you doofus.) I would have loved it even if it wasn't Gerry or David in it. They just made it better. Oh, fuck, I want to watch it again. I want to be a Spartan man.

But 45 minutes into the movie, I had to pee. I waited until the scene of Dilios (Wenham) and the King (Gerry) to end before I ran like the wind to the washroom. What a spoiler!

300 was intense, exciting, gripping. Every scene was memorable. A true masterpiece. The CGI, OST, and actors were brilliant. And I found the right words to say about this film.

IT IS FUCKING BRILLIANT.

And what I've learned from this, was about honor, pride, and that Spartan women has tiny tits but Persian women has huge ones.

I bought the soundtrack, because I just needed to relive the moments. And now I have a clearer idea about what I want to write to Gerry when I get on my fan letter. Haha, so long and farewell.

Labels: 300, david wenham, gerard butler, movie