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31.October.2004 3:02pm

Some way down the road.

Caught the movie Ladder 49 yesterday, was an impromptu thing due to a mistake on my part in getting a pair of 2am tickets for Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow. So thankful that the management allowed me to change my tickets.

What happened to the dreams of youth?

Was quite a good show actually, didn't regret watching it in the end. Simple, touching, the movie traces the life of a fireman played by Joaquim Phoenix and culminating in the show's climax. Its a little sinister on the script-writer's part in bringing us along in a journey through life as we witness Jack's (Phoenix's character) dreams, trials, marriage, troubles and all the meaningful bits of life, that in the end you can't help but like him for being so human.

Cried at the end of the show. Was really a touching show. Been quite a while since I cried, unless you count the teary speech I made at the Rag finale. Was thinking. What's wrong with crying hard often in your life. Not that you are a cry baby but because things matter and that you managed to put in everything you had.

Not too sure, but feeling confuse, diffuse, obtuse. Could I be dreaming big again?

Listening to a lot of jazz lately. Except for the very notable Mike Jagger's Old Habits Die Hard for the up-coming movie Alfie. Feeling old. By the way Harry Connick, Jr rocks too.

The world is slightly too complicated for my taste at the moment. Save the techo-gizmo crap. What we need are some good old-fashioned words. Try not to look up the thesaurus to impress tho. Simple is the key.

Thinking I got a flat tire (metaphorically of course). I think you would understand.

27.October.2004 11:33pm

Now why am I here again?

Life, although not dramatically, has definitely taken a dull turn. My training in handball has plateau-ed, dissertation is collecting cobwebs somewhere, no money to buy handphone, the list goes on. Its a little discouraging to be not actually working my ass off doing something. Sigh.

Went for my first production meeting as an ORDINARY member. Feels shit. Okie enough of the "I told you so", sigh but I guess that's life, and you need to learn how to move on.

But still want to be able to be a part of the action....

2 months plus of blissful relationship. Had some down moments but overall been rather nice like sugar. Having someone to take care of and be taken of is such a blessing. (omg sounds so evangelistic)

Seriously contemplating taking up a leadership role in hall.

Got an idea for a start-up. Wondering where to get the money and how to go about it. Perhaps this could be my next big goal.

22.October.2004 9:43pm

the small things go around the big things...

Now I have come to a conclusion (although Newton did that centuries ago) that our reality is made up of a few simple equation. I would think the most common one is the Newtonian special - gravity.

Like how we gravitate towards actors who are larger than life.

Or that we naturally attracted to the big loving ways of our partner.

Or the slightly mundane one where huge balls of rock go around bigger and hotter ball of rock.

Sam, WY and Cherry's wild adventure.

Firstly I would like to apologize for my weak attempt in emulating Jason Hahn in my introduction of Sam and WY. I mean I know that what's a good article without heaving bosom? So I am proud to present the newest member of the gang - Cherry (names have been changed to protect the bombastic).

Now Cherry and her two friends are pretty well-known, so well-known that she even got on to national TV with them. And they really liked to hang out together and even stay nears each other in hall. Ok now, let's not forget about Sam and WY too.:P

Well it's a start, do remind me to retell the faithful day when bad karma struck WY, Cherry and her two friends after a long night of bitching and cursing about a particular niece.

Stay tune.

14.October.2004 3:20pm

its like falling in love

The acceleration of your poor ol' heart. The butterflies in the stomach. The upheavals of the emotional theme park. The teary eyes. The need to sort out my thoughts.

Going (warning:expletives) fucking (oops, too late:P) over millions (okie, i might be exaggerating) of projects (homeworks, dissertation, trainings) to be done. "Enough with the brackets already".

Can the sea ever be emptied

Utterly OOPs.

So get the hell out of here and do some work!

11.October.2004 12:48pm

Rekindling old acquaintances.

Been quite a while since I listen to my mp3s. Listen to some old faves. Found some new loves. Bliss is reaching for that knob on the speaker and turning up. "When you live in a cookie cutter world being different is a sin"

Heard a comment from a friend of mine once about how you hardly see any Singaporean toting a book in the train or on the bus. Mostly, we get the occasional magazines or newspaper or typically just the scowl-don't-come-near-my-seat-I-don't-care-if-you-are-50-or-disabled look.

Been re-reading a number of fantasy books I used to read in my JC days. Lol, think I have gone through them about 4 or 5 times already. Maybe its me being lazy (difficult to find a book to suit my taste) but its kind of relaxing to go over old favorites and relive the lives of familiar heroes and epics.

I wonder what it takes to shape a star-spanning world or spin an epic storyline. Still maintained that Matrix is still one of the best epics put there.

Life is too short for the multitude of things we want to achieve but I realize not doing anything and just enjoying the moment is one such thing I should do.:)

Can you hear something in the dark?

Music have the strangest and more profound effect on me. Maybe on you too but like I'm interested in you right? :P

Listening to Liz Phair's Why can't I I have this overwhelming urge to cry and laugh at the same time, so reminded I am of my teenage days. Yes its official, teen hood has left me will be receiving my shackles of adultness anytime now.

Or the infectious Sophie Ellis Bextor's I won't change you, where I would like so much to sweep my girl off her feet and dance her across the streets. Embarrassing? Nay, would be just tiring:).

Of course there is always Black Eye Peas' Where is the Love, its a wonder I haven't gone off to join the Greenpeace or stage some protest on the need to be kind to human beings.

Its kind rejuvenating to be hearing music again. Missed WOMAD this year. Oh alas, the music, the party, the beautiful bodies (:P), must go next year. You know what maybe someone should invent some sort of mobile music station that pipes in your favorite music non-stop wherever you are. Oh yah there's the mp3 player right. Well maybe they can make it weightless or insubstantial so we can look silly jigging by ourselves in the middle of the streets.

rock on.

6.October.2004 5:17pm

the art of eating fine.

True to what most people say about Singaporean, much of our conversations do revolve around the discussion of food. Was out with my dad and mom the other day and throughout my entire bowl of delicious porridge, the conversation was mostly about where we might find the best porridge (a veiled attempt at trying to get the tight-lipped me to speak) and the famed clay pot rice at Clementi, where the waiting time is up to 30 min.

Well, for me, I've sorta become a bit of a Chinese cuisine expert. You see I know where you might get some superb porridge. Crystal Jade. I also know where you might get some superb Crystal dumpling. Crystal Jade. :P

Ever since a chance outing with the designer gang after Rag at Crystal Jade, I have sort of developed a taste for Chinese food. This border on the realm of miracle given my vast intake of McDees products. So now occasionally when I'm out with my girlfriend, we would seek out promising Chinese restaurant and try out its fare.

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