Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
games.
i think we won't know who we truly are inside until the following happens to us (not necessarily in order):
1) when we move (that is to say when in an unfamiliar environment)
2) in the face of hardship
3) when facing betrayal
4) when angry
5) when we need to react quickly
6) prolonged anonymity
7) when successful
8) when down and out
9) when strapped for time
10) when found out
truly, these are the times when you should see glimpses of what you are made of.
1) when we move (that is to say when in an unfamiliar environment)
2) in the face of hardship
3) when facing betrayal
4) when angry
5) when we need to react quickly
6) prolonged anonymity
7) when successful
8) when down and out
9) when strapped for time
10) when found out
truly, these are the times when you should see glimpses of what you are made of.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
on movies and war
movies have a certain magic about them. well-written ones, that is, and that takes shows like beowulf out of the running.
well, a sweet indian, through the request that i return DVDs for him, had allowed me to chance upon the movie titled little miss sunshine. it's about how family and love and all the togetherness you can imagine that can only from family, for lack of a wittier expression.
well, just in case you hadn't clicked on the link provided, here's the general summary:
and that's not spoiling it for you. one part that touched me in particular was how the foul-mouthed ole rogue (grampa) told olive, his grand-daughter that she's the most beautiful girl in the world, and that he's madly in love with her when she asked him if she's pretty the night before the peageant when she was getting cold feet. and this is coming from someone who tells his grandson to fuck as many women as you can. fuck many women.
suffice to say, i totally bawled my eyes out during this movie and ...and understood the power of a good writer. don't fuck with a writer. seriously.
as for war... there're too many lives and too many bombs on legs these days. it's all solved with mortar and suicides. take the most recent assassinations: there are the guns, there are the attempts with knives wrapped in flags, suicide bombers - it sure looks like there is a culture forming. i must've been slow to actually realise this only now but hey, i just started reading the newspapers recently. it's scary, this world. the more i read, the more freaked i get.
i was about to ask "why can't people just be content with living" only to understand immediately that what i consider acceptable may be the kiss of death to some. then again, that just brings me to the idea that humans are evil because evil feeds upon itself. and that's what we're doing. we're a cancerous race, in all senses of the word.
..then again, who's to say what's right and what's wrong, until someone close to you gets croaked and affect you enough to howl holy hell? reminds me of the book lord of the flies written by william golding.
well, a sweet indian, through the request that i return DVDs for him, had allowed me to chance upon the movie titled little miss sunshine. it's about how family and love and all the togetherness you can imagine that can only from family, for lack of a wittier expression.
well, just in case you hadn't clicked on the link provided, here's the general summary:
Sheryl Hoover (Toni Collette) is an overworked mother of two. Her brother Frank (Steve Carell) is a homosexual Proust scholar, temporarily living at home with the family after having attempted suicide in the wake of a failed relationship. Sheryl's husband Richard (Greg Kinnear) is a Type A personality striving to help support the family as a motivational speaker and life coach. Dwayne (Paul Dano), Sheryl's son from a previous marriage, is a Nietzsche-reading teenager who has taken a vow of silence until he can accomplish his dreams of becoming a test pilot. Richard's father, Edwin (Alan Arkin), recently evicted from a retirement home for snorting heroin, lives with the family; he is close to his seven-year-old granddaughter Olive (Abigail Breslin).
Olive learns she has qualified for the "Little Miss Sunshine" beauty pageant that is being held in Redondo Beach, California in two days. The family, wanting to support her, quickly realizes that they all must accompany Olive to the pageant, getting there via an 800-mile road trip in their yellow Volkswagen T2 Microbus.
Family tensions play out on the highway and at stops along the way, amidst the aging VW van's mechanical problems. When the van breaks down early on, they learn that they must push the van until it is moving at about 20 mph before it is put into gear, at which point they have to run up to the side door and jump in...
and that's not spoiling it for you. one part that touched me in particular was how the foul-mouthed ole rogue (grampa) told olive, his grand-daughter that she's the most beautiful girl in the world, and that he's madly in love with her when she asked him if she's pretty the night before the peageant when she was getting cold feet. and this is coming from someone who tells his grandson to fuck as many women as you can. fuck many women.
suffice to say, i totally bawled my eyes out during this movie and ...and understood the power of a good writer. don't fuck with a writer. seriously.
as for war... there're too many lives and too many bombs on legs these days. it's all solved with mortar and suicides. take the most recent assassinations: there are the guns, there are the attempts with knives wrapped in flags, suicide bombers - it sure looks like there is a culture forming. i must've been slow to actually realise this only now but hey, i just started reading the newspapers recently. it's scary, this world. the more i read, the more freaked i get.
i was about to ask "why can't people just be content with living" only to understand immediately that what i consider acceptable may be the kiss of death to some. then again, that just brings me to the idea that humans are evil because evil feeds upon itself. and that's what we're doing. we're a cancerous race, in all senses of the word.
..then again, who's to say what's right and what's wrong, until someone close to you gets croaked and affect you enough to howl holy hell? reminds me of the book lord of the flies written by william golding.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
on beauty
a friend of mine has fallen in love... with yet another girl who's 21... who's here on an exchange programme. and given his penchant for "unattaintable" targets, i wondered how "unattainable" this one is.
mistake me not, my friend is not a guy who's (too) frivolous. in fact, he's the kind concerned with the world's welfare and suchlike, lectures at a local university where she was a part-time student at - and that's where i worry for him.
tell me that this is obvious: what if she squeals his declaration to someone else, who in turn squeals it to someone else, so on and so forth? call me paranoid but i sure hope this 21-year-old is as ripe in the mind as she is in the body (if she's ripe in the body). i wondered why he's so in love with her, really - and he, without my asking, conveniently forwarded me to a web-add that shows me exactly how she looks like...
and boy, she's hawt. not just "hot", but actually hawt.
see for yourself, here and you'll see why his chances are slimmer than anorexic. (her name's jennifer too, by the way.)
yes he's a nice chap, yes he's brainy and his heart's in the right place... but i maintain that he does not stand a chance, even if she were ball-and-chained onto this island.
it's like jasmine and calv, like my friend JJ falling in love with jaymee ong!
...unless, of course, she's like annabel francis, bless that woman, who saw past demeanors and married the sweet sheik haikel. for a 21-year-old, however.... i'm not so sure.
anyhoos. her pictures made me want to break my mirrors... good golly, i felt more the plain jane who'd sooner blend into the wall than anything resembling an actual living female just by looking at her from my side of the screen.
she's beautiful! her body's got a nice, sturdy-yet-womanly frame, rounded at all the right places and delicate where it's meant to be delicate. she's got lovely strong features and, and -
and i can only sigh in envy.
she doesn't look to be stupid, neither, considering she's studying to get a degree......... and that she's human.
it's unfair, don't you think. being beautiful and "human" both at the same time?
i mean, jaymee ong's different because she's not human. she's what people conjured up to grace magazine covers and marketing brochures. nobody's seen her in real life and i swear she's CG. even if she were real, i maintain that she's not completely human because she's a model, for crying out loud. if that's not "not human" i don't know what is. the english dictionary got it wrong: "model" actually means "goddess" or something to the like.
...well.
whatever it is, here's hoping my friend won't get into too much trouble both emotionally and otherwise... meanwhile though, maybe i should have all reflective surfaces removed from my room and tell my landlady that mirrors have been found to be radioactive...
china and their tainted goods, y'know. that's why witches' mirrors cracked when they looked into them mirrors in their swampland homes - those mirrors were from china.
mistake me not, my friend is not a guy who's (too) frivolous. in fact, he's the kind concerned with the world's welfare and suchlike, lectures at a local university where she was a part-time student at - and that's where i worry for him.
tell me that this is obvious: what if she squeals his declaration to someone else, who in turn squeals it to someone else, so on and so forth? call me paranoid but i sure hope this 21-year-old is as ripe in the mind as she is in the body (if she's ripe in the body). i wondered why he's so in love with her, really - and he, without my asking, conveniently forwarded me to a web-add that shows me exactly how she looks like...
and boy, she's hawt. not just "hot", but actually hawt.
see for yourself, here and you'll see why his chances are slimmer than anorexic. (her name's jennifer too, by the way.)
yes he's a nice chap, yes he's brainy and his heart's in the right place... but i maintain that he does not stand a chance, even if she were ball-and-chained onto this island.
it's like jasmine and calv, like my friend JJ falling in love with jaymee ong!
...unless, of course, she's like annabel francis, bless that woman, who saw past demeanors and married the sweet sheik haikel. for a 21-year-old, however.... i'm not so sure.
anyhoos. her pictures made me want to break my mirrors... good golly, i felt more the plain jane who'd sooner blend into the wall than anything resembling an actual living female just by looking at her from my side of the screen.
she's beautiful! her body's got a nice, sturdy-yet-womanly frame, rounded at all the right places and delicate where it's meant to be delicate. she's got lovely strong features and, and -
and i can only sigh in envy.
she doesn't look to be stupid, neither, considering she's studying to get a degree......... and that she's human.
it's unfair, don't you think. being beautiful and "human" both at the same time?
i mean, jaymee ong's different because she's not human. she's what people conjured up to grace magazine covers and marketing brochures. nobody's seen her in real life and i swear she's CG. even if she were real, i maintain that she's not completely human because she's a model, for crying out loud. if that's not "not human" i don't know what is. the english dictionary got it wrong: "model" actually means "goddess" or something to the like.
...well.
whatever it is, here's hoping my friend won't get into too much trouble both emotionally and otherwise... meanwhile though, maybe i should have all reflective surfaces removed from my room and tell my landlady that mirrors have been found to be radioactive...
china and their tainted goods, y'know. that's why witches' mirrors cracked when they looked into them mirrors in their swampland homes - those mirrors were from china.
Friday, January 11, 2008
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
clothes
i'd just found that i'm woefully low on clothes.
with su's input i now can survive better, though... there are still (quite) a few essentials i still need! >_<
okay, time to work towards those...
more pressing needs first: CNY.
i should get: -
* a dress
* pants, shirt (PROPER SHIRT)
after that, it will be: -
* jacket (LVER has one very pretty one. i must remember to go back.)
* shoes (close toes. oh goodness, Lord help me find a pair that works for me!)
* shoes (flirty ones that i can wear for a long time... my current pair is more than a year old! >_< so. shoes. hmmm but then my taste in shoes can be pretty "old"... <: +)
okay, that be all for now. it should last me a while before my next planned foray.
with su's input i now can survive better, though... there are still (quite) a few essentials i still need! >_<
okay, time to work towards those...
more pressing needs first: CNY.
i should get: -
* a dress
* pants, shirt (PROPER SHIRT)
after that, it will be: -
* jacket (LVER has one very pretty one. i must remember to go back.)
* shoes (close toes. oh goodness, Lord help me find a pair that works for me!)
* shoes (flirty ones that i can wear for a long time... my current pair is more than a year old! >_< so. shoes. hmmm but then my taste in shoes can be pretty "old"... <: +)
okay, that be all for now. it should last me a while before my next planned foray.
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
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