Friday 26 December 2008

Wish You Were Here.

This christmas seems to be somehow lacking. I don't feel an inkling of festivity somehow. Probably the absence of a christmas tree at home. Or me not going down to town and seeing all the decor. Despite that, I've been having fun the past few days. Spent christmas eve at nuoshi's place playing mahjong. Might sound pretty lame, but it was all in the christmas spirit, cause I gave away a few dollars. Reached home at 1pm and slept till 6, when I woke up to go for the bbq at lucas' place. Pretty good fun, got my one and only christmas present to date, albeit only through the gift exchange. Cue sympathy. It was a bright, bright yellow towel just the gay I like it. Reached home and slept, woke up at about 3.30 and went for a walk.

I wonder what it is about playgrounds that they have to be remodelled once every few years. After visiting all the playgrounds around yewtee that I used to know, I found only one that remained unchanged. And even that one they removed the sand for the rubber floor. I love(d) sandy playgrounds. They aren't half as fun without the sand, cause you can't jump off the top of tall stuff into the rubber, the way it could be done (without serious injury) with sand.

So I began my walk with a visit to the playground beneath the house of the girl I liked in primary school. Pretty amusing when I think about it but I used to spend quite some time there hoping to catch maybe a glimpse or two.. I suspect I had absolutely no sense of shame in primary school. Which was just as well cause she finally succumbed to my charms sometime in P6. And the rest, as they say, is history.

Went to the playground where I spent everyday after school playing blind mice and as far as I could tell it was unchanged. I have no idea how I could have felt like we were such cool guys, when all we knew was how to play blind mice. Then went to stagmont park and I was so upset that the playground there went for an extreme makeover. That was the playground where I tried so mightily to impress all the girls with my uber blind mice/catching skillz. Now it's a very lame little playground. Walked around randomly until I answered the irresistible lure of home. Spent about an hour or so.

I realized that alot of the experiences I have, I share with my brother. This playground or that playground. This lanshop or that lanshop. Most of my childhood, in fact. But I have no idea if I understand him. You know, like what motivates him. All I'm certain of is that he's really smart, and that he likes to use the computer. An understatement, really. He spends everyday at home on the computer. Whole holiday, I think he went out 3 times. Amazing. I remember uncle weemeng asking me about him, and my answers were all along the lines of no idea. Does he have a confidante, does he know what he wants to be, etc. I dunno, is it by choice that he keeps his cards so close to his chest? Or is that just the way he is. No idea. Well one good thing is that he sleeps like 15 hours a day or sth, so I get to use his laptop to watch movies and shows.

And I watched Hard Candy. It is good, very good. The leads are basically, the only 2 people in the movie. The rest of the cast of 5 spend less than 3 minutes on screen. You'd think it'll be really boring to see just 2 people. But it works. It's great. Ellen Page is the best. Ellen Page is the amazing. The dude is, unfortunately for him, too good. Cause he plays a paedophile, and looks too believable as one.

And I watched The Usual Suspects. It is good, very good. Very good story. Kevin Spacey is good, had no idea he was John Doe from Se7en.

And I watched Harry Potter and the Order of The Phoenix. It was dark, very dark. Shit, there's a reason why pirated movies are bad. Bad. I couldn't see half of the show, cause it was all black. I guess there are limits to online movie watching. Every scene in the forest and at night and at the ministry, I saw black. Stupidity. I still have no idea how Grawp looks like.

I now know for sure I'm a LB. I switch on my comp and go on MSN and then abandon it to use my brother's comp, 15 hours later, only yewsiang talked to me. I almost broke down and cried. And the last of the correspondence I had through SMS was with triton talking about Pro Evolution Soccer. WTH. At least I'm not spending Boxing Day playing Garena. I still retain some dignity. That's why I went for a walk. I promised myself that I won't be such a loser and play dota on the night after christmas.

Anyway I'm gonna stop now cause I'm going to take a dump. So cheerio and merryhappy boxing day.

How I wish, how I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year.
But you don't seem half as lost now, do you?

Thursday 25 December 2008

Merry Christmas ; Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday to You,
Happy Birthday to You,
Happy Birthday to Jesus,
Happy Birthday to You.

Yeh, Christmas once more. Happy two-thousand-and-eighth birthday.

Merry Christmas.

Saturday 13 December 2008

Max Pain.

To begin with, I'm typing on the laptop belonging to my brother. What you'll notice as a consequence is that I will have very little s-es cause his s button is spoilt and I have to copy paste the s-es which is irritating. That last sentence (and this also) has been super tedious to type. My post today will be a real literary challenge, and it will not be long either cause I'm not that amazing with words. And I can't use the words is, was, has and many other basic words. Or the plural form.

Y'know I ever read that an author wrote a book without the letter E in it at all. Word count, 30,000. Pretty brilliant, I can't imagine doing a book like that. I truggle to think up of even one entence without the letter E, pectacular.

Tiring week. Badminton, rugby, rugby and more rugby. Owning, but very painful. I'm aching and rigid all over. And I am part of the BBBB. Bukit Batok Burden Backline. Epic phail in the match, and youtube-worthy cock-up by two people =D. Good training the day before, and fun. I did too much tackling and injured the part of my body around my neck, above the arm, which bear the weight of the world. Pretty on form tackling the whole week, yet no help in the match, not much point really. But ouch. Need a good and lengthy time-out to recuperate. Today however I'm going out to play pool/lan and eat prata and ton with the comm.

I intend to train in the remaining holiday. Probably 8 x 100m everyday? Hopefully. Wonder if my body can hold up. Apart from that I want to watch Australia. (I can't paraphrase the titles of books and movies =/) And I thought the 2nd part of Red Cliff woulda come out in december but apparently not. Maybe Cape No. 7? Probably not, mebbe watch it online. No money. Every dollar I got I throw into my never-ending appetite for literature. Oh yeah, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. Intend to watch that to. Recently procured 2 Neil Gaiman bookz. Amazing author, kinda like Terry Pratchett without the crazy humour. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, I got for $20. Quite a bargain (hardcover) by my reckoning. Not exactly contemplative fiction, but enjoyable. I got other bookz, but they're not of much import. Oh book 2 of Wheel of Time. I have got 2/12 bookz of the thing. Waiting expectantly for the final book to be out.

I'm now into rock. Aerosmith. Pink Floyd. Rolling stones. Imba crap. Dream On - Aerosmith. Another Brick In The Wall - Pink Floyd. Paint It Black - Rolling stones. Comfortably Numb - Pink Floyd. Totally owning. The new GnR album ain't all that great, I think. Too much hype, maybe. The burden of expectation.

Bookz moviez muzik. Rugby. Church. Life of a LB indeed. No chix or love life to talk about. Holy crap I looked out of my window and a black thing plummeted down into the ground. Mighta been a birdie. Which ain't good. (for it) Or litter, which ain't good. (for me) I might get pelted by crap like that while walking under my block, how terrifying. Anyway back on track, my life iz a total bore, apart from the random black thing dropping out of the sky. Very tempting. Very tempting indeed.

Right I'm quitting, typing without s-es iz laboriouz and torturouz. And ahah a not-so-lengthy post, I feel a sense of accomplishment. Au revoir. (Ciao is not half as cool after I realized it mean something along the lines of "I am your slave." ?!?!?!?!?! Vhut da?) Cheerio.

Monday 8 December 2008

I Saw The Invisible Man.

Amazing but true, I have seen the invisible man. Not really a man, but a bear actually. Truth: My Gray Bear has become invisible ever since I started thinking of replacing my handicapped Red Bear with it. It has mysteriously disappeared. I henceforth name my Gray Bear, Dorian Gray.

Alright yesterday I made a huge conquest. I went to Suntec and Harris had a sale of 20% for all english books, actually I don't know if it's just Harris or all popular outlets, gonna check it out later. And it's from the 6-8th of december. Cool shite right? It's a TRIUMPH of me over probability, what are the odds of me stumbling upon a sale that lasts 3 days? And also, veritably a TRIUMPH of me over the market forces. When prices go up, book prices go down. (for me)

I also went to church, and the only person I saw whom I knew, was Guan -.- Haven't talked to her in a while, ditto the gang. Which, you know, was kind of inevitable and in fact foreseen from the start, but it's still sad anyways. If we could only recapture the innocence of those days.

Well I guess that's applicable to anyone, for almost any group of friends.

Right badminton now, continue later in the night. Until then, tata.