dreams of a pretty place far far away

went back to school on friday after being mia for 4 days. after school i ponned chinese to watch a movie with yifan, pam and yuechin. at first i was kinda ewww at the prospect of watching a movie starring zac efron due to my prejudice of hsm and all, but 17 again was surprisingly, better than expected. it’s the one in which this 30 year old dude gets a chance to salvage his marriage and his relationship with his wife and kids by dropping into a random whirlpool in the ocean after meeting a creepy janitor, and becoming… zac efr- i mean, turning back the clock til he was 17. some parts of the movie was decidedly hilarious; the guy’s best friend, the otaku called ned, was damn funny hahahaha esp the part where he wore a floor-length zelda cloak to a basketball game and he said “but how can you see me, i’m wearing the cloak of invisibility” plus the part he and the principal were conversing in elf “so… where shall it be, you’re lair or mine?” “you can plunder my dungeon anyday”

cough. anyway when zac efron was flashing his white-ies (his teeth, not his underwear) at the audience we could hear the girls were all swooning. (as for me i…. tried… to…. surpress…. the urge to) and the part where he turned back into his 30 year old self (fat paunch included) the audience was like :DDDDDDD….DDDDDDD: (mirror image haha) overall i thought the movie was like a poster for zac efron and to convert more people into his fans and i think it… succeeded?? well i think he’s cute, except for the nose.

later we ate in this over-priced place in the middle of orchard. chin, pam and yifan had 2 plates of icecream but i had this really spicy (and freaking expensive, like even more expensive than a pint of ben-n-jerry’s expensive) plate of seafood spaghetti. pretty good, except i prefer meat (like, i guess… steak).

went home. watched a some clips of kung pow enter the fist with bj cos we suddenly had the interest in it again. oh man, the memories. the last time we watched it we were in tears rolling around in the living room at midnight and everyone was telling us to shut up and to go to bed, but we couldn’t!! it was THAT HILARIOUS. i think the whole house was shaking from our lol-ing and banging the table in tears. but oh well pam says i have a bad sense of funny (and she brushes me and lowly sense of humour away whenever i try to show her something i think is amusing) so you might disagree with me when i say that kung pow is the funniest martial art flick ever, period. i mean which movie has dialouge that goes like:

(balding male villian) “henceforth i will be called by the name of BETTY”
(aide) “but that’s a woman’s name”
“ISN’T IT?!” 

haha i shall stop now. i need to finish reworking tok essay and churn out an essay for the lear extract by dinner. sometimes don’t you wish there was a “1-800-IB-HOMEWORK-DELIVERY-SERVICE” you could call and order your homework from? like you just need to tell them what you want (“one copy of math ws 10 please, extra messy”) and it’ll arrive at your doorstep in 15 minutes steaming hot. now that’s a good business venture.