Have you caught "The Willow Tree" at The Picturehouse (The Cathay) yet? It's playing till this Wednesday, but it's good even though its screening is so limited.
I went to catch it today. Wanted to go with some friends but they wanted to watch another movie, so I ended up going alone. It wasn't a loss, really. They wanted to watch "Dead Silence", which I have absolutely no interest in. I definitely couldn't force them to watch "The Willow Tree" with me, so I told them to go without me.
It's much easier not having to worry about what anyone else wants, and I've said that before.
It was a beautiful movie, even though it was in Persian. There were definitely some moments to cry about. I don't understand why the audience was so small, it's a great movie! Maybe it just needed more publicity. The movie is just so... human. I don't know how else to put it. There isn't much of a soundtrack, so I, part of the audience, could actually be there and experience what the character is/was going through in the movie. Very very beautiful.
Made me think a lot. I finally know how lucky I am to be able to see perfectly. Of course, there's all the others as well, like hearing, tasting, feeling and speaking. But think of all the things you'd see in the world if you'd be living in a totally dark one for more than 30 years. In your mind, a simple garden could be paradise.
Inspiring. It makes me want to go blind! Literally. I may just try in the future.
Monday, August 27, 2007
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Thursday, August 23rd 2007
Someone up there is really upset. It's pouring so heavily outside, I can barely see the nearby buildings except for the lights!
I'm supposed to be studying for my Physics prelim exam tomorrow. I sort-of am. Just feel kind of upset with Math today. Paper 1 was actually fine, I expected it to be worse. However, as always, I didn't have enough time to finish everything. In terms of Math, that is. Paper 2 was terrible. I don't think I'll even get 5 marks out of it.
We were given 4 sheets of writing paper for Paper 2. When they were collecting used and unused paper, I gave back three. I noticed that everybody else only gave back one or two. I don't think it's right of me to expect very much of my Math, it's my worst subject. Wait, maybe Accounts is.
I was staring at the sky just now, inspiration hit me in the face.
Clouds hover in the sky like a blanket of white,
A cool breeze gently blowing.
The blanket looks so thick and solid,
The layers barely showing.
How far is it from Earth, I wonder
Locked in an everlasting slumber
Here I lie, forever wondering,
Snuggling inside the comfort of my mind.
I hate it that I'm taking combined subjects. Social Studies/Geog, Bio/Physics. I've realised that one from each combination always pulls the other down. Take Bio, for instance. I'm proud to say that I'm not extremely terrible in/at Biology, but my Physics always pulls me down. Somehow I just find that Bio is a lot more interesting. In the other combination, my SS pulls me down.
I've just recalled something my family members used to tell me," Don't compare yourself with other people." Yet, when I think about it now, they are/were contradicting themselves, for they took every opportunity to compare me with others.
My sister's throwing a tantrum again, throwing her umbrella and slamming doors. I know she's been hard at work all day, but that's no reason to do these things. She hasn't been very courteous.
I'm supposed to be studying for my Physics prelim exam tomorrow. I sort-of am. Just feel kind of upset with Math today. Paper 1 was actually fine, I expected it to be worse. However, as always, I didn't have enough time to finish everything. In terms of Math, that is. Paper 2 was terrible. I don't think I'll even get 5 marks out of it.
We were given 4 sheets of writing paper for Paper 2. When they were collecting used and unused paper, I gave back three. I noticed that everybody else only gave back one or two. I don't think it's right of me to expect very much of my Math, it's my worst subject. Wait, maybe Accounts is.
I was staring at the sky just now, inspiration hit me in the face.
Clouds hover in the sky like a blanket of white,
A cool breeze gently blowing.
The blanket looks so thick and solid,
The layers barely showing.
How far is it from Earth, I wonder
Locked in an everlasting slumber
Here I lie, forever wondering,
Snuggling inside the comfort of my mind.
I hate it that I'm taking combined subjects. Social Studies/Geog, Bio/Physics. I've realised that one from each combination always pulls the other down. Take Bio, for instance. I'm proud to say that I'm not extremely terrible in/at Biology, but my Physics always pulls me down. Somehow I just find that Bio is a lot more interesting. In the other combination, my SS pulls me down.
I've just recalled something my family members used to tell me," Don't compare yourself with other people." Yet, when I think about it now, they are/were contradicting themselves, for they took every opportunity to compare me with others.
My sister's throwing a tantrum again, throwing her umbrella and slamming doors. I know she's been hard at work all day, but that's no reason to do these things. She hasn't been very courteous.
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Sunday, 19th August 2007
Thought of a few new resolutions.
I will try to:
1) Think before I speak.
2) Be more sensitive to other people's needs.
3) Not unleash any childish comments or replies.
4) Offer my help more often.
5) Love myself more.
6) Not get bullied.
I will try to:
1) Think before I speak.
2) Be more sensitive to other people's needs.
3) Not unleash any childish comments or replies.
4) Offer my help more often.
5) Love myself more.
6) Not get bullied.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Wednesday, August 15th 2007
Have you ever watched "Red Dragon"? If so, you would know that Hannibal Lecter's privacy was invaded. Staff at that prison found a note from The Tooth Fairy to Lecter, rolled up in his toilet roll supply. They tried to make Lecter think that they were fixing some lights and cleaning the cells and corridors, and during that time while Lecter was bound up with his mask in some sort of quarantine room, the note went through so much analysing, went through so many people. Eventually he discovered that they found his note, even before he was returned to his cell. Still, don't you feel sorry for him?
Imagine having your most prized possession found and analysed by someone when all you want to do is keep that possession to yourself. It's like having someone find your diary full of secrets and display it to the world.
Would you like that?
Dr. Chilton is/was an amazingly annoying guy in the show. He always dangles things of comfort/pleasure infront of Lecter but never lets him have it. I still don't understand why he can't stand Lecter. They're always at each other, although not physically. Poor Lecter. I'd die if I had to see people like Dr. Chilton everyday.
Francis Dolarhyde is/was another pitiful character in the show. He only had a little scar between his nose and lip, but years of abuse from his grandmother made him think that he was deformed. I think his ideas are really good, though. He smashes mirrors and inserts the tiny bits into the eyes of corpses.
How come all the serial killers in the Lecter series are so smart? They can work with codes, they think a lot, they have great ideas, they're really sensitive. They can hear really well, and they react quickly to sudden things. They're always prepared.
What does it really take for one to become like that?
Imagine having your most prized possession found and analysed by someone when all you want to do is keep that possession to yourself. It's like having someone find your diary full of secrets and display it to the world.
Would you like that?
Dr. Chilton is/was an amazingly annoying guy in the show. He always dangles things of comfort/pleasure infront of Lecter but never lets him have it. I still don't understand why he can't stand Lecter. They're always at each other, although not physically. Poor Lecter. I'd die if I had to see people like Dr. Chilton everyday.
Francis Dolarhyde is/was another pitiful character in the show. He only had a little scar between his nose and lip, but years of abuse from his grandmother made him think that he was deformed. I think his ideas are really good, though. He smashes mirrors and inserts the tiny bits into the eyes of corpses.
How come all the serial killers in the Lecter series are so smart? They can work with codes, they think a lot, they have great ideas, they're really sensitive. They can hear really well, and they react quickly to sudden things. They're always prepared.
What does it really take for one to become like that?
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Sunday, August 12th 2007
I hope my train of thought doesn't break tomorrow, especially since I'll be doing a compo + letter-writing tomorrow. 'N' level English prelims are tomorrow! It's kind of exciting, in a way. Something I'm looking forward to, since the last time I did an English Normal Acad paper was...say, 2 years ago. I've lost all confidence in doing well in English since then. Ah, I never did well in English anyway. I've told you before, they made a mistake.
I hope the topics they give us for our compo(s) are interesting enough to write about.
As I was switching on the computer, I saw lightning flash across the dark cloudy sky. It stayed that way longer than I expected, actually, for maybe about 2-3 seconds. Now there's a little bit of thunder as well.
Somebody told me once that lightning can kill but rain is pretty harmless.
Not quite true.
Sure, lightning can kill, but rain can also kill, although indirectly.
What am I doing using the computer when I have an exam tomorrow morning?!
I hope the topics they give us for our compo(s) are interesting enough to write about.
As I was switching on the computer, I saw lightning flash across the dark cloudy sky. It stayed that way longer than I expected, actually, for maybe about 2-3 seconds. Now there's a little bit of thunder as well.
Somebody told me once that lightning can kill but rain is pretty harmless.
Not quite true.
Sure, lightning can kill, but rain can also kill, although indirectly.
What am I doing using the computer when I have an exam tomorrow morning?!
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Saturday, August 11th 2007
I went to watch "The Simpsons Movie" today at GV, Marina Square. I had the marvellously cheesy macaroni and cheese from Kenny Rogers (I can't remember if it was Roger or Rogers, so I'll just leave the ' out) for lunch. Had clear chicken soup and iced tea to go with it.
Mmm.
The movie itself was quite creative. Their jokes are quite original, I think. I wouldn't recommend it to children, though, because it contains a little adult humour.
I watched "Borat" on video over dinner, I didn't find it very amusing. Too crude for me. There were a few moments which I thought were funny, but otherwise, no. It discriminates against almost everything.
Gotta wake early tomorrow, am meeting Si Jia at the library before it opens.
Mmm.
The movie itself was quite creative. Their jokes are quite original, I think. I wouldn't recommend it to children, though, because it contains a little adult humour.
I watched "Borat" on video over dinner, I didn't find it very amusing. Too crude for me. There were a few moments which I thought were funny, but otherwise, no. It discriminates against almost everything.
Gotta wake early tomorrow, am meeting Si Jia at the library before it opens.
Friday, August 10, 2007
Friday, August 10th 2007
Hannibal Lecter is an incredibly romantic male character.
In "Hannibal", he threatened to chop off Clarice's wrist after she had handcuffed his wrist to hers. He couldn't bear to, so he chopped off his own.
Did Biology today, gonna do a self-portrait in a while, right after I finish eating this pear. My tagboard has been shifted to the bottom of my blog, I don't know why. Scroll down and you'll see it.
How does one obtain a tremendous amount of self-control? I want to learn.
In "Hannibal", he threatened to chop off Clarice's wrist after she had handcuffed his wrist to hers. He couldn't bear to, so he chopped off his own.
Did Biology today, gonna do a self-portrait in a while, right after I finish eating this pear. My tagboard has been shifted to the bottom of my blog, I don't know why. Scroll down and you'll see it.
How does one obtain a tremendous amount of self-control? I want to learn.
Thursday, August 09, 2007
Thursday, August 9th 2007
Well, Happy Birthday, Singapore!
I love my beautiful little country.
I hate this. Another sudden rush of adrenaline. I'm panicking because I don't know if I'm taking the English 'N' levels prelim paper or not. I have this urge to swear now.
I feel like sneaking out with my bicycle early tomorrow morning for a ride.Or go swimming. Or go rock-climbing. SOMETHING.
I love my beautiful little country.
I hate this. Another sudden rush of adrenaline. I'm panicking because I don't know if I'm taking the English 'N' levels prelim paper or not. I have this urge to swear now.
I feel like sneaking out with my bicycle early tomorrow morning for a ride.Or go swimming. Or go rock-climbing. SOMETHING.
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
Wednesday, August 8th 2007
"Our scars have the power to remind us that the past was real" -Hannibal Lecter in "Red Dragon"
Could finally bring myself to watch "Red Dragon" on DVD today. Had been too lazy to watch it before. Now I wonder why I waited this long. I'm curious to know how Thomas Harris comes up with all his twisted ideas. I must learn.
Been trying to perfect my drawings of young Hannibal's smile, can't seem to get it right. I need it for my Art exam prepwork.
Yes! I've bought the soundtrack to "Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat"! It's so fun! The songs seem so full of energy and life. Transferring the songs into my iPod now.
Shall take another shot at drawing Hannibal's evil smile.
Could finally bring myself to watch "Red Dragon" on DVD today. Had been too lazy to watch it before. Now I wonder why I waited this long. I'm curious to know how Thomas Harris comes up with all his twisted ideas. I must learn.
Been trying to perfect my drawings of young Hannibal's smile, can't seem to get it right. I need it for my Art exam prepwork.
Yes! I've bought the soundtrack to "Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat"! It's so fun! The songs seem so full of energy and life. Transferring the songs into my iPod now.
Shall take another shot at drawing Hannibal's evil smile.
Monday, August 06, 2007
Monday, August 6th 2007
Busy eating an apple. This apple tastes horrible! Don't be fooled by it's shiny red skin and elegant shape. It's almost tasteless inside, and it's so hard. I sound like I'm describing a person.
Discriminate- To make distinctions on the basis of class or category without regard to individual merit; show preference or prejudice.
"A House Is Not A Home". Do you agree?
I agree to a certain extent. Home is where one feels safe and happy, wherever in the world that may be. It does not necessarily have to be a place. It does not necessarily have to have a roof.
Of course, I am in no position to say that a house is not a home. A house is a home for some people, for that's where they look forward to going after a long day's work. They find comfort, peace and happiness there. They feel safe there, away from life's complications and problems.
For me, my house is not a home, for I don't feel safe and happy in it. Of course, there are always the physical features of my house that are oddly disturbing, like the overly-bright mismatched colours that greet one as he or she walks through the front door. In relation to social issues, things in my house are quite dysfunctional.
I don't know how to conclude it, so I shall just leave it dangling there/here for now until I think of something else.
Discriminate- To make distinctions on the basis of class or category without regard to individual merit; show preference or prejudice.
"A House Is Not A Home". Do you agree?
I agree to a certain extent. Home is where one feels safe and happy, wherever in the world that may be. It does not necessarily have to be a place. It does not necessarily have to have a roof.
Of course, I am in no position to say that a house is not a home. A house is a home for some people, for that's where they look forward to going after a long day's work. They find comfort, peace and happiness there. They feel safe there, away from life's complications and problems.
For me, my house is not a home, for I don't feel safe and happy in it. Of course, there are always the physical features of my house that are oddly disturbing, like the overly-bright mismatched colours that greet one as he or she walks through the front door. In relation to social issues, things in my house are quite dysfunctional.
I don't know how to conclude it, so I shall just leave it dangling there/here for now until I think of something else.
Saturday, August 04, 2007
Saturday, August 4th 2007
Woah, we need a break here.
Two people were really unlucky today. Well, obviously there are many bad things happening in the world, but two happened right infront of me!
One person vomited, the other ran straight into a glass panel and started bleeding.
Impressive.
It's just another one of those unlucky days.
Other than those two incidents, nothing much else happened today, apart from attending the Physics lesson conducted at school, and going for lunch at Long John Silver's, and then going to Kinokuniya and Borders to browse. I saw the "Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat" soundtrack featuring Donny Osmond!!! Shall save up to buy that.
I'm still impatiently awaiting my order of a copy of "My Boyfriend's Back" to arrive in Singapore. HMV hasn't called me yet, and it's been almost 3-4 weeks!
I guess it doesn't make much of a difference, I've been waiting for that film for 11 years already. I'm hoping they can bring it in for me.
Two people were really unlucky today. Well, obviously there are many bad things happening in the world, but two happened right infront of me!
One person vomited, the other ran straight into a glass panel and started bleeding.
Impressive.
It's just another one of those unlucky days.
Other than those two incidents, nothing much else happened today, apart from attending the Physics lesson conducted at school, and going for lunch at Long John Silver's, and then going to Kinokuniya and Borders to browse. I saw the "Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat" soundtrack featuring Donny Osmond!!! Shall save up to buy that.
I'm still impatiently awaiting my order of a copy of "My Boyfriend's Back" to arrive in Singapore. HMV hasn't called me yet, and it's been almost 3-4 weeks!
I guess it doesn't make much of a difference, I've been waiting for that film for 11 years already. I'm hoping they can bring it in for me.
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