Can titles get any more clichèd than this? (see? I'm not lazy anymore, managed to find that "e").
Aih, ma nu semester is starting tomorrow. Bye bye holidays, nice knowing ya and see you soon. Goodbye baby of seventeen, hiya eighteen. It's gonna be pubs and clubs from now on. I think.
To scratch or not to scratch, that is the problem.
If you have never scratched your ass in the morning as soon as you get out of your bed, dear reader, I would recommend you try it. It's the most awesome feeling in the world, next to getting a facial massage or hair washing in a salon (especially if you are on good terms with the hairdresser and get the bubbly sensation for free).
I wouldn't compare it with a full body massage (just the back, not the front you pervert) coz I for one do not like massages (done usually by inexperienced friends exploiting my weak side).
It's two more weeks to my finals and I am busy getting in the groove of things.
All things Korean I mean.
Ahem, "Korean dramas are so, like, awesome."
On one hand, I like the romantic kind of drama (like Winter Sonata. Yaya, it came out ages ago, but still, now is the time to fully enjoy it in the midst of my knee-deep-wading in assignments) and on the other I like funny/comedic dramas.
I guess opposites do attract eh? The only thing is that I have to leave the laptop on the entire night to fully stream the parts of the episode (since people do away with using the wireless in the pee-wee hours of the morning). But no matter.
"I shall sacrifice myself for you my love."
Notice my new style of typing? Reasons for the change (season):
1. It looks as if I typed quite a lot of words. The page does take to load longer (if you are using an internet connection that takes donkey-years to load this page, I suggest you kindly ask your local ISP to bugger off and either get a new ISP or connect to someone else's wireless. For example, a kind neighbour.)
2. I like readers to go away from this page thinking they read an award-winning article on the life of John (not the Life of Pi) because of the tremendous eye strain reduction involved.
3. I have nothing else better to do than type out a full body and then add spaces when necessary (remember those medicine bottles "administer as necessary"?).
"There will always be a first for everything".
Watched "Body of Lies". Bloody brilliant man. Di Caprio finally lost that "Titanic-blue-eyed-baby-faced-boy" look man. Good for him. And I think his future prospects are looking great. At least that's what I think. All that action and conspiracy and intrigue, hell yeah. I'd always give a thumbs up to a good action/thriller film (and some soppy ones too). The double-crossing-each-other thing goes really out of control in this great show. Say yes to machismo.
Which reminds me, there's 24: Redemption airing this Saturday on NTV7. Gotta love 24, with its forever recurring plot of some people wanting to blow up something or kill someone. Same damn thing, but still love it. If anyone can pull off the Delta Force operator guy, it's Jack Bauer (Kiefer Sutherland). And Mitch Rapp. And Jason Bourne. Serious Special Forces guys. In fiction that is.
Rod Stewart's music ain't that bad. If you like crooners who have that gravelly voice that is. Of course, if you are seeking a young, fresh voice, I suggest you look further. Try "The First Cut is the Deepest" for starters.
Watched P.S. I Love You. Oh boy, if there was another more cliched (lazy to put that sign on top of the "e") story or movie, please tell me. I fall for stuff like that. Yeah, I feel so gay all of the sudden. (oh no, not that "MAN" thing again...) Gerard Butler was soo cool, like. That deep voice and all. Hey, do you give speech lessons? I need to turn my squeak into something manlier. (not again..) One thing to take note of: I have a dead feeling Gerard Butler played King Leonidas in 300. Wayyyy awesome. The story (the former, not the shield bashing latter) was executed pretty well, especially the moments where Jerry was strumming on the guitar. I so wanna learn the guitar. Haha. My desire to learn was not because I saw him playing in the show (don't be silly) but because I feel that some of my time in college should be dedicated to music (besides listening, 'coz everyone can listen to music, but few can make good ones).
South Park is sooo gay. Definitely. There's something about 4 kids in snow suits that is so endearing yet soo vulgar. And by the way, if you were thinking South Park is a cartoon show for kids (like a certain idiot who is currently typing a post for this blog), whoa, aren't you too wrong. Crude, rascist and perverted jokes make appearances in South Park. Check out this website: spepisodes.com
Join to become a member, it's worf it. There is a limited number of downloads but, go ahead, watch your first South Park episode. It's bloody brilliant. I actually was younger when I got ahold of a huge collection of South Park (from Keegan's harddisk) but I was too conservative to actually appreciate the adult-natured jokes. But since I'm 18 this year, I figured, there's gotta be a first for everyfing.
There IS a first for everything, dontcha know?
Ever heard of the Can Can? Most probably it originated from "Orpheus in the Underworld" which is a opera bouffe by some Frenchman. Go Wiki it. It's a great song, it was also used in Moulin Rouge.
An overwhelming amount of assignments made their presence known by huger stacks of paper in my room.
Oh snap, gonna have to spend more money by photostating books (very legal in these parts of the country) of which 80% won't even be read.
Hmm, Ken Vin's requirements for a birthday present (I asked him personally okay...the guy has nearly everything so I don't wanna get him something he already has) is:
1. Useful
2. Lasts long
But let me add another point
3. Shows that my friends care (physical and mental well being) for me
Wait and see Vinnie.
Oh and did you know the "Medici"s were really wealthy bankers? And clergymen? And bastards (illegitimates..)? And queens and kings? The list goes on. These people were bloody brilliant. At that time...
Hohum. t(-.-t) Try guessing what this picture means.
Watched "Moulin Rouge" yesterday night. In case there are those of you wondering, yes I have watched it before. That was when I was with my mom and sis. Which of course led to underappreciation of the film i.e. it wasn't "Man" at that time to cry or sob or do anything to show I'm a romantic (at least that ideal was in my head..influenced by all that Top Gun and all those other macho shows out there). But there I was, sitting at my 15 inch screen having red eyes. Oh boy...
This proves one thing (for me that is..):
The only way guys (like me...) can enjoy love films is to watch it alone. Or with someone as sensitive as themselves. Ok, you can stop laughing/upchucking now. One of my favourite songs in the movie is Roxanne. Very nice tango touch to it. I'd like to learn the tango.
On another note, I've had quite a few busy days. You know, the usual college student fare. But, I have managed to download "Star Wars Battlefront 2!!!" from my weekly returns to KL. Not a bad game (maybe that's where all that unaccounted time is ending up at..).
Was planning to enter the MPH shortstory competition but I have stumbled upon every writers' worst nightmare!! A mind block. Or should I say, the inability to put passion into every word I type. It makes it kind of meaningless. So I stopped. For now.
For the endword, let's just say this:
Guys, don't frequent brothels. You never know when you might fall in love with a courtesan (or as people nowadays like to say while cussing someone's mother: whore).
"I haven't slept well yesterday, and I'd like to return to the college earlier to catch up on my winks." The excess baggage under her eyes stuck out, an unquestionable reason for the season. "I'd like to share a taxi with you. Please."
Cute, he thought. Not everyday does some random chick offer to share a ride. Then again...
"Unfortunately, I don't think I'm in a rush. Plus, 30-40 minutes of waiting hardly makes 10 bucks worth it," he said. Then again, it also depends on who can afford more.
"It's all right. You can sleep here while waiting for the bus," he said.
She lifted up an eyebrow in a quizzical manner.
"I'll wake you up when the bus arrives." He liked playing the gentleman, but trust was hers to dispense.
She gave an almost inaudible snort beneath her highlighted bangs and gave a parting look that said "That's a nice guy right there, friends and neighbours" and swished her branded-jeans-clad ass around towards the taxi stand where cut-throat cabbies waited in so-called hiding to pounce on unsuspecting and rather well-off college freshmen.
The college bus tutted up 30 minutes later. So, 30 minutes is worth 5 bucks eh? Not bad, he thought.
How's the change in background dear friends and neighbours? Feel as free as my good friend Kelvin to comment in the textbox whether it:
a. sucks (like John)
b. rocks (like John too)
c. I don't give a shit (about John)
Just so the general public (with internet connection) knows, I have changed the font size (it is obvious for those of you complaining) and the background coloUr. Tell me whether white strains your eyes more than black. I'm pretty sure it does, but just tell me. Talk to papa.
On another note, ever wonder why people only use the "New Year" to have new so-called "resolutions"? You telling me ever day is not a new day? Why not start every new day with a strong resolution instead of waiting for the year to end to become a better person? That way, you don't have to "anticipate" the end of the year 1 week into the month of January because of some minor screw-ups. Unless of course you're afraid of change. In that case, I'd like to kindly suggest you wake up.
Then again, people put a lot of time in planning their new year resolutions. And they do end up with the desired effect. I'd like to take my hat off to these people (I do not wear hats, so there isn't a point) and somebody please brings some laurels so we can crown them. (Ken Vin, you probably deserve one.)
The world does look brighter, doesn't it?
