Far Out

This picture makes me think of this scenario:

(in clockwise direction)
Jackson Rathbone aka Mr McStripey: Riiiiight. What's going on here?

Taylor Lautner: I'm obviously the only one who looks somewhat normal. Relatively.

Kellan Lutz: Cam, he's not a real vampire. Why so dazzled, yo?

RPattz: This is uncomfortable.

Cam Gigandet: Awwww Robbie decided to comb his hair and gel it up! Awwww how kyooot.

RPattz:UH OH.

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p/s. I'm not hung over Twilight, I happened to stumble upon it!

pp/s. BFQOTY 2008 looks set to suck. No Brand, no Ross! ):

Caught a cold 'cause I didn't shut the windows.
So now I have a delightful cold with a not-so-delightful sore throat.
Also, sleeping early screws up my body clock and I'm wide awake at 3 in the morning, which is not a good idea, seeing how I've got work in a few hours' time.

The weather's awesome for writing but I've lost the mojo.
The portfolio's growing seriously outdated and I've lost all the poems I've penned.
Perhaps I should have thought of backing it up on my laptop but the idea of technology being mixed up with it is quite repulsive to me.
I like it old fashioned.
Give me a typewriter anyday.

And the mojo.
I need to get my mojo back!
A muse is in order.

Went out with the girls to catch Twilight in the cinemas to honour our pact made what, a year ago? or whenever when we vowed to watch the movie which would inevitably be made based on Stephenie Meyer's written work because vampire romance stuff is always the rage. Midnight screening somemore, just like we planned it. Well, almost - We went for a 2130h screening but left close to midnight, which was close enough.



So now let's split this up - The good and the bad. Bad gets to go first.

Twilight the movie was disappointing and just plain stupid.

That said, the stars are very good eye candy and although Robert Pattinson aka RPatzzzz looked seriously wonky in numerous scenes, he made a good Edward Cullen. I suppose the lines (which were abysmal, and that's quite an understatement) didn't do him justice. Contrary to my initial feelings on the casting, I would not have wished for Gaspard Ulliel to take his place 'cause then I'd have to put up with other silly giggling underage prats who jumped on the Twilight bandwagon just because of the hype and good looking stars. ( I am, however, not averse to GASPard being Edward Cullen in my fantasies)

It would positively kill me to listen to other girls go on and on and on about Ulliel's gorgeousness. Correction: Okay, it wouldn't kill me, I'd clobber them. I'd sock them hard on the nose and pinch their BBs or SBs, depending on what they had.

Okay, back to the movie.

I felt the editing was very awkward because the scenes didn't flow smoothly. For example, Bella gets hospitalised and then suddenly she's going for the prom with a cast. And the beginning parts of the movie were quite excruciating to watch. Wtf, that's how you're gonna slit in the accident and rescuing scene? I'm quite certain the girls and I can come up with a better adaptation.

Next, the confrontation between the Cullens and James' coven of vampires was downright ridiculous. The only outstanding thing I can remember about the scene was Rosalie's derriere. It was perky, especially when she was arching forward as though preparing for attack.

Then there's the lines.
Seriously, people, seriously. There is no need to follow the cheesy atmosphere so prevalent in the book! It's bearable on print because... Okay, I admit it: It's nice to imagine yourself in the place of Bella Swan being romanced by the extremely attractive Edward Cullen. Imagining yourself spouting those trashy lines just adds to the fun.

On the other hand, seeing it on the big screen makes me cringe. I could see Sharlene slapping her forehead many times too. I don't know what the other girls did, they were out of my line of sight but I'm fairly certain that Eunice and Hajar didn't enjoy them that much. The same can't be said for Meena who declared proudly that "cheesy is my favourite flavour!"

Also, wtf is up with the close-ups? Are they really necessary? Why were they so many? Are they meant to be erotic or something? Are they supposed to highlight the character's features? They don't look exceptionally brilliant with the close-ups, in fact, they just look somewhat bizarre.

There was a baby who started bawling in the middle of the movie. Poor poor baby. Wtf, mum, couldn't you leave someone to care for your child? It was 10.35pm, of course the baby would rather be in its cosy cot as opposed to sleeping on your bony shoulder for 2 hours plus. So inconsiderate. The baby was probably hungry or cold too. Poor poor baby.

Lastly, the guy sitting beside me chided us for being so noisy. We were just laughing and gasping and swooning and pointing out excitedly to anything that moved, okay? In our defence, it's a teenage movie loaded with eyecandy, for fucksakes! Hell, even we expected other members in the audience squealing whenever RPatz came on. Or Cam "My Baby!" Gigandet. You simply MUST expect silly adolescent behaviour like that. To put it into perspective, you can't be surprised when you see a man jacking off in a porn movie, can you? I've never been to a porn movie screening myself, but I imagine those kinda things would be the norm in the given situation. In any case, it's not as if we were noisy all the time. In fact, we actually tried to tone our responses down but I suppose our excitement got the better of us.

So I'm not sorry we spoilt your movie experience. The movie was shitty anyway.

And that's all I have for now. I'm sure there were others, but I can't remember much about the movie now. Maybe Sharlene will cover them on her blog in which case, go over to Shar's blog.

The good:

Okay lah, RPatz is hot in the movie.
(To think that I petitioned for a recast.)

The secondary characters are the ones who lent some credibility to the movie. Billy Burke who played Chief Swan may have had a limited number of scenes but he did gooood. Cam Gigandet didn't disappoint me in his portrayal ofbad, kickass, humanbloodthirsty vampire James. I particularly liked him when he tortured Bella. Such a pretty face terrorising the poor girl? Awwwwww. So macho!
Joking, joking. Still, he's awesome in those scenes.

Speaking of James, the part where Emmett and Jasper Cullen burnt James to a crisp was damn hilarious. Shar and I just laughed out loud when they looked as if they were dancing around the fire in sheer joy and jubilation. I think they were supposed to add firewood to the blaze so James would be properly incinerated.

"Jasper so happeeee!"

Last but not least of all, the baseball scene. MUSE'S SUPERMASSIVE BLACK HOLE WAS FEATURED OMGOMGOMGOMGGGGG. It magnified the scene's awesomeness by like, infinity times a trillion. The baseball match could have been choreographed better but it was decent enough by my standards, maybe partly because I haven't seen much baseball.

I liked the scenes where RPatz was trying to keep his bloodthirst for Bella under control. It made him look like a positively constipated ape and tickled my funnybone delightfully.

And that's pretty much what I've got for now.

Moving on to non Twilight stuff, a cute guy sat in our table while we were having dinner. He looked like a Chinese + dunno-what-race hybrid. Very very very kyooot. (I'd post a pic of him, but that'd be a further intrusion on his privacy.) I'm quite proud to say that I practiced a lot of self-restraint and did not gush and keep looking at the guy.
The girls kept ribbing me about how he only interacted with me when he asked to keep a lookout for his stuff but I think that's only natural because I'm the closest person to talk to. It's far easier to look at a person who's sitting opposite of you. Sharlene may be just beside him but it requires more effort to turn your head. Plus, he probably didn't get to see her or he'd have chosen to communicate with her instead, lol.

Also, I can't believe how they kept trying to make my identity known to that poor guy. My name was frequently called upon and they took a perverse delight in asking why I was so quiet and pretending to be so "malu malu kucing" or "shy shy cat". I had nothing much to say what! Besides, I was conserving my energy to watch and make very audible responses to Twilight scenes.

Another thing, he wasn't checking me out, wtf. Your persistent teasing is somewhat flattering but for the love of all things sane, you girls just looooove making me look like a complete fool in public right? And stop passing comments on the BB stuff. I'm still no NSL. I'm Supergirl Vampire. I have messy hair, I sparkle in the light upon very close inspection and my Superlogo was clearly shown on my tshirt. So there.

Oh and last and most definitely not least, HAPPY BELATED LIKE BIG GOOSE FART BIRTHDAY TO SHARLENE GOH CHING YI! Hope you like the card we made you and we're very sorry we didn't give you on your birthday itself. Our clashing schedules make it very hard to do so but it doesn't mean we love you any less. You're the best Sharlene we ever got to know, hahahaa.




Awwww dang. I look even shorter than Hajar.

And hey, whaddayaknow. Another sane group photo that we can use for someone's birthday card, haha.

I hearts PWC (:

p/s. RPatz cut his hair!!!1!1!!1!!11!!

pp/s. No, I'm not besotted with him.

ppp/s. OMGOMG GASPARD ULLIEL MOVIE GONNA COME OUT SOON WOOTS WOOTS.

Today, tuition seemed like the last thing I wanted to do. Teaching / tutoring doesn't seem to be what I want and like to do.

But then when the boy showed his Good Progress Award letter with a shy grin, it felt good. The achievement is not mine alone, but I had a part to play in it. This gig gives me far more satisfaction than I ever realised.

It's not so bad after all.
Daaaaaamn. And I used to hate having anything to do with kids.

On another note, IT'S AWESOME HAVING A FRIEND WHO ADMIRES ALFIAN SAAT'S WORK AS WELL.
Hi 5 Eunice!

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Oh and a huuuuuuuuge THANKZ to Eunice for driving me home!
I'm the first passenger who's not her family!
Cool whut.

Apparently the theme of the week is marriage, and no one left me a note. Almost everyone I know has been talking about it in one way or the other, and I feel a wee bit bizarre whenever the topic is sprung on me.

If anyone were to ask me about this, I'd say I'm totally in with Barney Stinson on this one.

Family member recording the Wedding video: Anything you'd like to say to the Bride & Groom?
Barney: Don't get married.

Barney: Ted, I’m gonna to teach you how to live…Barney, we met at the urinal.
Ted: Oh, right, right.
Barney: Lesson one, lose the goatee, it doesn’t go with your suit.
Ted: I’m not wearing a suit.
Barney: Lesson two, get a suit. Suits are cool, exhibit A.(points to his own suit) Lesson three, don’t even think about getting married til you’re thirty.

I'm fidgety enough when I'm out alone with some dude, wondering why time passes so slowly or in extreme cases, wishing the earth would just swallow me up and spit me out on my bed, so what more if I were to pursue a relationship.

This afternoon I received an sms from a friend I haven't heard from in a looong time and she was talking about the simple model wedding of the Prophet's daughter. Thinking it was just her trying to share her newfound knowledge and nothing deeper than that, I asked jokingly -

"Why, are you getting married soon?"

"Yes, in a couple of weeks..."

OH MY FLIPPING MONKEYS ON SKATES.
She was serious.
And I'm invited.

That's nice and I'm honoured but well... I've always thought I'd attend the first wedding of a friend when I'm at least 25 or something. Yeah, sounds a little old but the average age that Singaporeans get married at is increasing, isn't it?

Aren't we a little too young for the added responsibilities, the extended family, the perpetual task of making your spouse happy, etc? We're only 19, still an adolescent, still technically a teenager! I dunno, somehow marriage makes youth seem so wasted. All the freedom as an unattached single person given up to make way for the significant other's well-being, happiness, and even family first. The burdens of setting up a home together. The shared electricity bill, the inevitable friction experienced as you transit from singlehood to couplehood, or whatever that's called. The unknown is a terrifying thought.

I can think of so many reasons why marriage is unappealing and a big no-no and only a handful of vague Bollywood notions why it could be a blissful and absolutely amazing affair.

I've nothing against marriage, absolutely not. My point is that it isn't something I'd want to consider in the near future. It sounds like a lot of hard work when all I want to do right now is to know I've got a place in school and hawttt guys are plenty abound and there are friends and experiences waiting in store. That's all.

And about the friend's upcoming wedding, I'm a somewhat 9 3/4 year old girl in a 19 year old body so someone tell me how I should behave. I'm not adequately equipped to handle adult matters properly yet. I'm invited, and I don't know what I should say to her or how to act. I wish I could be truly happy for her but all I can hear are alarm bells going off in my head, signalling FRAUD FRAUD THAT GUY IS A FAKE, DON'T DO ITTTT.

I dunno.

All this makes me feel "Omg it's happening all so fast, who knows I might be next!"

And speaking of which, my cousin's wedding is due to take place in 6 weeks' time.
So so fast.
Right now, Shyqah and I are just taking advantage of every possible opportunity we get to spend some time with her, just the three of us. 'Cause the next thing we know, she's pregnant, she becomes a mother and there'll be no hanging outz or lepaks just between the three of us anymore.

Growing up pains because change can be a little harsh sometimes.

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But enough of unpleasantries. Today was a pretty good day, despite the rude surprise I was dealt with.

Work was good, I managed to do a pretty considerable number of files but the best part of the day has got to be the Quran class after work with my cousins at my aunt's house.

It's amazing how reading the Quran can make me feel at peace. There's this tranquility and serenity that comes with it that I just won't trade for anything else in the world. Plus, I feel quite smart being ahead of my cousins, hahaha. After which, the cousins gathered in one of the bedrooms to talk and anticipate Ustaz Amirul's appearance in the drama that would be shown in the Malaysian drama shown afterwards.

He's so hawt and so old school Malay gentleman. As in, good looking, soft spoken, polite, nicely covered up, handsome, religious, strong when he needs to be, trusting, oh and have I mentioned impossibly gorgeous? He's a dying breed!

What can I say, I'm a sucker for the clean cut good boy.


Checkered shirt, songkok and that grin.
If looks could kill, he'd have triggered a massive holocaust.


How the freck does one rock the simple cotton ahpek tshirt and sarong so well?? Oh, and in this scene, he's exorcising his cousin who was temporarily pinned by some invisible demon.

Notice that I didn't put up any pics of him without the songkok. He looks a little gay otherwise, because he's very very pretty.

Oh oh in the drama, he plays a religious teacher from the city who's been sent to his uncle's kampong to teach religion to the villagers there who have been waylaid by the village's resident bomoh and his wife.

He is THE absolute ideal Malay guy in the series omgwtf. He's a model in real life but he could recite the prayers with ease and clarity which makes me wonder if he's not just the stereotypical airhead himbo. Or maybe he's a really good actor, which I doubt at this point in time, since he's still a relative rookie.

The point is, when he goes into his religious teacher mode, he's so darn attractive. Everytime he goes onscreen, there'll be a collective sigh and if my life were a comic book, you'd be able to see that thought bubble floating on top of our heads.



And hmmmmm ok.
I wouldn't say no to marrying his character.
Be it sooner or later, LOL.
Grreeeeeaaat. Now my whole argument just sounds fookin' juvenile but yeah, totally what I was going for anyway, just in case. Hah.

It's the weekend already, have fun and Godbless you folks.
Have a great trip and come back safely, jaan.

p/s. I was called Rihanna by a colleague's friend so you know what that makes me :D

I am the steady, dependable, reliable friend and that is my disadvantage.

I'm tired. Just so drained.

It's absolutely amazing to know that I find contentment in what may seem like the most mundane things - making coffee for Keeks (since her milk powder supply's depleted), searching for food and buying $1 bubble teas in an ulu shopping mall with the jaan, budget meals with the PWC while reminscing the good old school days and going for Quran classes with the cuzzies and relaxing with a "class" with the hot, broad-shouldered, soft spoken ustaz, haha.

Now I must find some time to check back on things at home. I've been out for the most of the day, only coming home at night, freshen up a little and straight to the desk to chat and then crash into bed. That's really unbecoming of the eldest daughter and sister, and I want that to change. I want to be interested, or at least seem interested in my younger sisters' daily affairs even if they are as banal as old geezers' dentures. I'd be flattered to get updates on the 2nd one's social life, even if it's about as social as my lovable pink pet chihuahua.

I'd like to be at home to welcome and greet my mum for a change, instead of returning to find her almost asleep, with an eye barely open to check the clock every few minutes or so, waiting for my return. I'd love to crack jokes with my granddad, we haven't done that in a while. It's a bonus if my father and I can talk properly without our conversation suddenly turning into an argument, but I'm not holding out for a miracle. It's true what The Mumzer said - we're both too much alike and I guess the desire to one-up each other in our debates can't be sated so easily.

I look so much like the man I find extremely annoying. That's gotta be The Ultimate One-Up.

Another thing, JOHN ABRAHAM IS JUST MINDBLOWING.
Eunice! He's more handsome than Hrithik Roshan! But of course, I'm not sure you'll agree given your taste in men :D (and I use the word "men" loosely. I mean, can a cartoon be considered a man as well? And of course, all those ah kuas. Haha!)



That picture doesn't do him justice, you simply HAVE to watch him in a movie. Granted, he definitely isn't the best actor nor dancer around, but he's just too hottt for words. I think that's good enough reason already to catch him :D

Oh and speaking of which,


This, and the thoughts that it provokes make me LOL so hard.

p/s. I will definitely drag EUUUUU into watching a hindi movie with me, wahahahaha!