Thursday, October 30, 2008

Dreams of You are Always Sweet

Like as if you weren't thinking it.



While back home, I watched Dangerous Liaisons.
I learned many things.

Of course I cannot vouch for the truth of the things that I learned.
But.
This is what I learned:

It is impossible for a man to stay loyal to one woman.
Because it is man's nature to take. And woman's nature to give.

So. Avoid heartache.

Date only women.

Russia Is The End Of The World

27.10.08
This is what I told everyone to watch...but nooo



The other day I watched Max Payne with Iylia, Kat, Ghad and Wai Yung.

The movie left me with several questions.
The questions are:

9. Who is Mona Sax, and why does she walk around with an unconcealed weapon?

8. Why does Payne's wife keep making cheesy, don't-die-yet appearances?

7. What happened to the baby?

6. Why are Natasha's legs so damn long?

5. How come Payne's opponent standing above him and aiming directly at his head cannot hit him, but Payne can by shooting backwards?

4. How come Payne's bullets move slower than everyone else's?

3. What do valkyries and ragnarok have to do with anything?

2. I thought valkyrie were hot chicks.

1. Why did they even bother making this movie in the first place.

The answer to question 1 is obvious once you finish watching the movie.

'They' are idiots.

Did they not watch Doom? And Resident Evil?And RE2? And RE3? And every other movie made based on a video game? Oh, and Mortal Kombat. 1 and 2.
Did they not look up the meaning of lame in the dictionary and see the abovementioned directly below it?
Oh, and Dungeons and Dragons.

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What they should have done was adapt a comic book character.
Why?
Hulk was cool.
Iron Man was cooler.
Dark Knight was the kind of icebox that you use for deep sea fishing

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What I mean to say is that Dark Knight was awesome.

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Anyway. According to MY trend analysis (which is the only trend analysis that matters), the character should be a chick.
And she should be from Marvel.
(Why? Because DC chicks are just lame.
Wonder Woman - lame
Black Canary - lame (also, lame name)
Hawk Girl - lame (even lamer name)
Raven - ...kind of like her
Oracle - ...kind of like her, too.
We'll stop here.)

She should have a troubled past (duh).
She should be anti-heroic (or, anti-heroinic).
Her uniform should consist of skintight leather.
She should have black hair.
And claws.
And be psychotic, but good.
Also, taller than Wolverine.


Basically, X-23 should have had her own movie.

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Stop! In The Name Of Love


I think I'm still in shock about completing my assignments. (Copious amounts of whiskey did not help. I mean, it helped. Of course. But not with the shock.)

In fact, now that I am back in front of my laptop, with nothing to do except update my blog, read Blog Anak Mat Nor, stalk hot guys on facebook, watch anime, msn and download songs, my life feels kind of...
empty.
Yes. Empty.
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Who am I kidding????

Empty????

It's like I've won the lottery, hit the jackpot, been handed wings with heat-resistant straps, experienced a miracle, an epiphany, a realisation.

And then it was like I had to race to the sun til the heat ate my skin, buy every dragonfly-green lamborghini diablo in existence and race blind til every one of them was smashed, drink shots til I couldn't remember my name, fall from blinding heights onto concrete.
(I wrote hard concrete. And then I realised it would be like,duh. Because obviously concrete is hard. Just like obviously Hugh Dancy is cuter than Jim Sturgess (but Chace Crawford is cuter than both).)

It was like I needed a thrill.
So I spent the day finishing up watching Ghosthunt.

Yes.
Sometimes, I am lame.
But it is a rare occurence.
Usually I am just peculiar
Later I went out with my friends. Best. Dapat slice of birthday cake.
And then I had to sing.
I sang (or made sounds which my larynx claims is singing) I Kissed A Girl.
I even had a backup singer.
It went like this:

Me (melalak): I kissed a girl and I liked it; taste of her cherry chapstick; It felt so wrong, it felt so right; Don't mean I'm in love tonight.

Kat (Backup Singer): Shoo-wop, shoo-wop

Yes.
She said Shoo-wop, shoo-wop.

This is shoo-wop

Thursday, October 23, 2008

I've Seen Angels Fall From Blinding Heights

This is my secret identity

Okay.I'm only writing this entry because I'm bored. Oh, I have things to do.

Like my wannabe samurai chick.

But that doesn't mean I can't be bored.
Can it?

Maybe it's a sign of mental illness, when you have something to do but you're bored. Or it's a sign of an APEX university student who has missed two deadlines and feels like throwing up when faced with Microsoft Word.

I calculate that I have written more than 80 pages these past 4 days (granted, most of these pages were in NewCentury Schoolbook, size 11 and double-spaced...But still. Give me some credit).

Also, I have been listening to the same playlist of songs throughout all my assignments. Do you know how many times that is? That's like everytime you rode in your father's car when you were 12. For a month. And all he played was the Bee Gees. That's the spiritual equivalent.

I can sing You Know My Name by heart. But I love that song.

I can sing Ketulusan Hati by heart. I love that song too.

I can sing Womanizer...

OH MY GOD.

There IS something wrong with me!

Because I can't even SING in the first place.

And now I'm singing Britney!

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Oh, you know what's a cool song?

No, I don't know either.


Make one up yourself.
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Uh oh!

It's almost twelve!

At twelve I turn into a pumpkin that has to do sound editing and background touchups and create a whole storyboard out of thin air!

At twelve, I become the Magic Pumpkin.

But only at twelve.

And only tonight.

Other nights I turn into Xena, Warrior Princess.

...okay, you know what? I think I'm driving myself insane.

Hey!Break The Ice is playing!

Have you ever wondered how she can say the line "Let's get it blazin' " with a straight face?

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Gile Banyak Drama Minggu Ini (And It's Not Even The End Of The Week)

When I go back (to wherever it is I am fortunate enough to go back to for that period of time), I like to watch tv. I think everyone does. I think everyone who watches tv will agree with me that Astro is one of the greatest creations in Malaysian broadcasting history.

Despite the fact that Astro has 652-odd channels, there are only three that I actually watch
1. MTV
2. Channel V
3. E!

Sometimes if there is something involving dragons, Scarlett Johanssen or Eric Bana shirtless, I will watch HBO. If Blood+ or that Primo Passo thing is on, I will watch Animax.

CNN, Bloomberg and its ilk only get my time of day if it is impossible to change the channel. How does this situation come about? No, it is not when the remote vanishes. You can always run to the store and get a new one. Duh.
It happens when either my uncle, father or grandfather has control of the remote. When that occurs, you are not even stupid enough to ask whether you can change the channel even though the endless rounds of golf is melting your brains and the computer has crashed.

My favourite person to watch tv with is Hannah. We think almost alike. Conversations while watching tv normally go like this:

Why are her boobs like that? As if she doesn't have enough money to pay for better ones.
Huh? She's depressed? She has a room the size of my house. What is she depressed about. Bodoh.
Perlukah nya mok madah...
GOD! She looks so OLD!
Ekeleh. He thinks he's the only one with a family kah? Just because his family's on tv. And owns five cars. And has a backyard the size of a park. Siot
Why is her face like that? As if she doesn't have enough money to buy a better one.
How come she doesn't look like her sisters?
Huh. If I said that to MY mother, kene lempang adalah.

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God, don't they know they're on tv?

The shows we love best are Keeping Up With the Kardashians and Living Lohan. It makes us feel righteous watching it, even though they're the ones prancing around with million dollar pinky rings and enough money to pay for my education until I'm 55.

Always remember, God created even stupid, greedy people for a reason.

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If you can't figure out the reason, it's to make normal, rational, considerate people like us feel better about the fact that we're not humiliating ourselves on worldwide television.


This is not Eric Bana shirtless (but it's a nice picture anyway)

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Kamulah Makhluk Tuhan Yang Tercipta Yang Paling Seksi


Ini adalah Chace Crawford


Iya, Chace. Kamulah Makhluk Tuhan Yang Paling Seksi.


Abaikan sahaja kata-kata mereka yang tidak setuju.


Kita berdua (dan juga Trinna) tahu, kamu tiada bandingannya.

Monday, October 20, 2008

Somebody Save Me

GOD I hate Smallville.