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what up dawgs!
this white-board stop animation is so cute! i love the parts where the artist was morphing the animals into other creatures and the part where he’s kinda like “drawing” with his finger. love how all the ideas are like evolved from the previous image and then it transforms into something new. it’s so cute and all but it’ll probably take eons to make.
5 days left of exams. i am majorly gg-fied about physics cos well, resistance is futile (i feel like i’m dna-coded to not understand physics) but i’ll tryyyyy. =_= and english p2 was kinda screwed up today because i thought i could smoke something about satires, but then when i got home to google it i realise i got the definitions wrong. and during the paper i kept thinking about the colbert report show (cos it basically a political satire) and steve colbert’s dance-off on the ddr with rain, LOL. anyways i’m aiming for a pass at paper 2! please let me not fail like last year please please please *praying* and i hope i at least get a 6 for math, cos as weird as it sounds, i actually like doing math! it requires minimal amounts of memorization but a lot of practice and good logic-deduction skills.
and anyway i have nothing to blog about. OH I JUST REMEMBERED WLIT 2 is like due this week. and i was counting on the weekend to mug physics/chillaxzzzz but oh well. life/stuff happens. i reread parts of luxun just now, and there was this weirdass story about this guy wanting to revenge his father but instead of sincerely doing it by himself he hires this assassin who cuts off the guy’s head and then dunks the head in a cauldron in front of the emperor (who is the target) and then the head starts to sing and dance and when the emperor leans on closer to take a closer look the assassin chops off the emperor’s head and the 2 heads are like fighting in the cauldron, and the king was kinda winning so the assassin chopped off his own head into the cauldron so he could help kill the king’s head and in the end they won but they sunk to the bottom of the pot and the the surface of the pot became a layer of oil and it caught fires so all 3 heads got boiled into bare skulls and the servants scooped up the skulls and were like unperturbedly trying to identify the king’s skull. the end. whew i can’t believe i just summarized the story in one breath. as you can see how the hell does one write a wlit 2 essay on such a wtf-inducing storyline?! the conclusion of the essay would be something like “and so this story gives us evidence that pot existed in china and was the in thing way before the 70s”. an instant 7 guys.
whatev. luxun’s purposes are too magnificent for my insufficiently-cheenafied post-feudal econs-saturated brain. a brain that needs some sleep. toodles!
p.s. hope no one in singapore dies from h1n1
today after chem i went to the library and borrowed two books! one book is sorta like a collection of short stories by Garth Nix (author of the Abhorsen, Lirael… i loved his books way back in primary school) and the other is No Country for Old Men by the famous Cormac McCarthy!
i finished the latter and i’ve got to say it was a gripping read. i head about this book while watching the oscars of 2007 as it was adapted into a film by the Coen brothers. i was intrigued, but you know, being set in the cowboy-south plus it being of a thriller nature isn’t really my thing. i mean i like thrillers and stuff but mostly set in the modern day, not set in the post-Vietnam war america south! cos i can’t really relate to the culture or mindset. so anyway it’s about these 3 people, one normal dude who chanced upon a bunch of dead drug-runners with a stash of heroin and a briefcase full of cash while hunting deer one day, and took the money and went on the run. the second is this middle-aged, idealistic sheriff whose always one step behind the action and who’ve seen better days in the american society. and lastly a psychopathic hitman who was hired to recover the money, and kills people like he’s swatting flies. the whole story focuses on this cat-and-dog, goose chase and centers on ideas such as the irreversability of life and the decisions you made, lost time, the degeneration of society, the sometimes unpredictable and innane nature of life… etc etc
admittedly i got too impatient so i skipped some parts, but overall it was a really good read even though there was no definite climax or resolution, not to mention ther were gaping questions left after the end. however it was paced well (the front at least) and very very descriptive (especially in describing all the guns and the cars and how the characters are dismantling them yada yada you know, guy stuff… so that’s the reason why i couldn’t understand what’s going on sometimes) so you could literally see the scene unfold before your eyes! anyway i recommend it to anyone who loves a good thriller.
and i realise right, that i got pretty spooked after reading it. i mean it’s retarded cos i always feel kinda spooked after reading watching thrillers or stuff with a lot of violence, killing and immorality in it. kinda puts you in that suspended state of mind for a while after it finishes, making you think. i mean, is it even possible for anybody to be so crazy? for things that unlawful and out-of-this-world to happen. like the people get shot but still stand up and walk away. for me i can’t imagine getting shot. it’ll probably be something out of a nightmare, except maybe in that case you can’t wake up. but anyway, what would we know about all the darkness in the world. we’re too protected from anything remotely like that. to think that innocent kids get killed all the time in gang shootouts or die from abuse of stuff like that, and here i am sitting at my computer typing rhetoric about all these stuff that i will never have a remote inkling off.
weeeell i’ll end off here cos this is starting to get a bit preachy. btw i hope i pass p2 tomorrow. ahh, such is the irony of life: i can’t do well for a paper i can prepare for and do better on a paper that is just tyco-ing i.e. i hope i don’t fail p2 tomorrow cos ferdi quek did say somthing about tricky :( now i wish i reread the good ole siddhartha instead of no country for old men but what to do………. it was 1000x more interesting and at least had some action
p.s. on a totally different note though, i want to get the keratase hair smoothening serum or the hair mask! i heard it’s really good. but they’ll probably cost bombs. ahh better finish the hair conditioner that i have now.
p.p.s. the weather is f hot!! i’m sweating like a pig.
…is like this new show, sorta like a dramatized documentary, on Cinemax about the life of reconnaissance marines in the first few weeks of the Iraq war. Originally based on the book by Evan Wright, a Rolling Stones reporter embedded with the battalion, it chronicles the bare-faced, undecorated truth behind the lives of the soldiers participating in the war. And what I mean by that is, none of that Dulce et Decorum Est, “hero and honour” sappiness usually associated with war films/dramas. And above all, there aren’t any unrealistic scenes of two soldiers talking about abstract concepts (i.e. the cruelty of war, friendship yada yada) while hiding behind sandbags in the middle of a shoot-out, or slow-mo closeup shots of the distorted expressions of soldiers charging into battle or stuff like that. So if you’re looking for melodrama or something that will make you ponder deeply about life and morals (a la Saving Private Ryan), Generation Kill is not for you.
What you have is protrayal of war filled with a wicked sense of humour and a strong dose of the gritty truth, and the often LOL moments that arrise from all the cussing and stupidity. Okay I admit I watch it mostly because the guys are hot but that’s not the main thing. The thing is, the series throws you in the thick of the action (sometimes in-action), with all the slang and swearing and dissing, but it really is damn funny. Half the time I have no idea what is happening because they talk in some sort of code or something, but in the end at the end you go like “ohhhh so that’s what they were doing”. You can be a layman and still like the show, even though I felt that it was slightly un-objective at times because it made them out to be more negative than they should, but since this is based on a real-life account (all the characters are modelled after real people and some of the people play themselves even!) I guess even the screwed up bits reflect the truth to a certain extent.
The best part about it is probably the way they show all the things you’re not supposed to show in a war film/series; the incompetence of the higher-ups and the dissent of the subbordinates, the politicking of team leaders, the underlying hypocrisy, the in-action of the soldiers in the action (half the time they’re just sitting around), the mistakes and deaths caused by ill-defined orders, the psychos who just want to kill people… the list goes on.
Yup the above is just my two cents of what I feel changed my mindset about this genre, sorry it it sounds like I’m trying to talk about something I don’t know well because well, I really know nuts about this kind of thing.
p.s. But one thing is for sure though. The guy playing the lieutenant is freaking cute. STARK SANDS!! He even has a nice voice.
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corinne bailey rae has such a nice voice! i love it. her music makes me feel as if i’m lying on a golden carpet of fallen leaves on the bank of a river twinkling in the soft autumn sun. aaaah if only singapore had autumn-ish weather… or maybe even rained more often at night, then the weather will be so nice. it’ll be perfect; romantic city that only rains at night haha. but the actual scorching heat kills any cell of romance imo.
anw i found this the other day while watching stop-motion animation videos. i love these kinds of videos because they’re just so whimsical and otherworldly (in a sense they remind me of some other parallel universe) not to mention the pain-staking effort behind it all; it makes it all so ironic since they seem effortless in the first place
it helps that the song is really great too!
i was gonna talk about about generation kill (it’s a hbo mini-series about us recon marines in iraq) but it somehow doesn’t seem to fit into the tone of this post, lol.
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yipee the guy just came to fix it! our bandwidth rate was supposed to be 8mb but it was only at 500kb -_- no wonder it was slower than a turtle. and walao, wake me up so early. zzz gg back to sleep after this post.
tuesday:
went shopping with kk and ming for ming’s birthday present. i was late, as per usual. me and kk bought this black and white leaf-print dress for ming!! and then after leaving far east we sat in front of this hotel (marriott? hyatt?) and talked about stuff. anyway the biggest shocker came during the time before dinner. kk is attached!!!!!!!!!!!! omg and is it a weird twist or what that guy used to date my best friend back in sec 2. i rmb before that i didn’t even know who kk was and what she looked like, but my best friend told me one day “there’s a bitch trying to steal my bf” (and she was refering to kk) and so naturally i said “omg yes i hate her”. and then in sec 3 kk became my best friend and now she is dating the same guy!! weird. the world is tiny. ate ajisen ramen for dinner. very very nice, but expensive. :( and then on the way back home on the mrt ming was asking me about the difference between a bridesmaid and a maid-of-honour, and i was thinking “WHAT you’re planning your wedding with jh already?!?!?” then she told me she had this idea that the maid-of honour is like the slave of the bride, like carrying all the shopping bags and stuff behind her when they go dress-shopping. funny funny funny! but now of course the saddest thing is that i’m the only single one left in the trio. boohoo :’(
wednesday
went to yifan’s house with pam to mug, which was semi-successful, i must say. we were like choosing songs for their band to jam haha. i did math for a bit, and i realised how sucky my math is. which shouldn’t be since i have tuition (along with bl and bj who both got As for their recent exams)!! then yifan helped me and pam do our hair! my hair was super curly. then we took retarded pictures, LOL. then yifan helped me paint my nails but bah, the paint didn’t dry properly so it was all ruined when i got home. -_- then on the way home my shoes were killing my feet! i got blisters all over the soles of my feet and some of them even burst. yuck. and the the shower my feet were like searing!! i kid you not it was super painful, like someone pouring hot water over your feet (which might actually be the reason cos the water was pretty hot. hmm). it has reduced me to hobbling around the house. ahhh i need to buy more comfy slippers cos my old pair broke so i had to wear the white pair which had heels and were feet-killing.
then yesterday i had this pretty epic dream. i dreamt that there was this huge epidemic/invasion of the world or something, but when they were evacuating the whole world i didn’t hear the announcements or something (i think i was in the toilet or sleeping) and no one bothered to stay behind to tell me so when i came out of my room, the house was abandoned and so were all the other houses everywhere!! i looked out of my window and there were dinosaurs and wild animals roaming the streets but not a single soul anywhere (imagine dust bushes rolling around in the wind). the weirdest thing was, when i went to the living room, there was this cheetah there growling at me. then somehow or the other i found a way to make the animals follow me (using the ringing of the purple toy timer… wtf right) so i was trying to get the cheetah away from my house, and in the process it went to attack a gazette instead of me so hurray. and some how i knew all was right again in the world, and this army truck came out with a bunch of guys in monkey masks jumping out and cheering! BUT THEN the swat team came and gassed all of us with sleeping gas!!! and then in my dream i realised that those monkey men were terrorists and they were responsible for all the animals everywhere, and then the police thought i was one of them!! i was trying to tell them but i became too sleepy and i fell asleep due to the gas (in my dream). weird huh. i have been having many apocalyptic/end-of-the-world dreams lately. might be an omen for the midyears, lol.
