Friday, July 22, 2005

I'm currently savouring this container of mango pudding, made by my mum. I had strawberry before. YUM. Haha. This is obviously directing at albert mao kane joce teo. Haha!

Editing had killed me the past few days. I have an art assignment due as well as the audio tech assignment. My My. Sigh. Busy Busy. I am expecting things to be worse when sem ends. That's what everyone is saying. Sigh. This is freaky. I received a few of my assignments back today. A 'B" and a 'C'. Sigh. This is bad. Ugh. All because I have NO IDEA on the freaking FORMAT. Idiot. Major idiot. Ugh. Patrick C.
By the way. I don't think it is surprising anymore. I am home, yet again, on a friday night. Oh well. I am going to be home tomorrow night too. I am firstly, too broke to be out late and secondly, too tired to be out late and lastly, I've got work to rush. Sigh. Talk about it. I have a document to type out by Monday. BORING! Ugh. My writcom is crazy too. 1200 words. I am getting stuck doing my research. It is so freaking interesting! Foot Binding. How does that sound? It's a form of beauty and it has got social and medical problems linked to it. Maybe one day when I'm free. I'll write about everything I know about foot binding here. (: Library Trip on sunday will be filled with research. I have never done my research in the national library before. I think it will be quite fruitless. I hope not. Not much time left. Everything is going to be due in week 12. Somethings about research cards, essay and blah. Haha. It's just a damn essay. There are so many things to do. Citations, references. Note the plagiarism policy. Man. So many things, so little time! Haha.
It has been school, work and her. Quarrels are filling up the relationship. Too much for our good. No idea what to do. I'm flaring up like no one's business. At every slightest thing. Maybe I need some time management course and some anger management course. I think if I don't head for all these anytime soon, I will be heading to some psychological clinic in months to come. Haha. I want to watch more interesting show. OMG! My friend lent me his sin city!!! I want to watch! I'm off!

Sweet loving escape.
11:55 PM

Monday, July 18, 2005

I'm currently in class. Had this one week holiday last week and I've got no idea how I actually spent it. I've got this faint image of me rushing to school from monday to wednesday. Then Thursday was spent at work, Friday was a rest at home. Saturday was gotherm(if this is how you spell it). We were supposed to be at black but it was full house and for the first time in my life, I queued up for 2 hours to go into a club. A club name Chinablack. I almost died of hunger. Headed to Macs after the long wait at Black(and we still did not go in in the end) and satisfy my growling stomach. Haha. Had the WORST Mc chicken meal ever! I learnt a lesson. Never to eat Macs after 12 at Lido. Haha. Took a cab down to Clark Quey in the end.
It was a great surreal blur to me. Going to Clark Quey on a Saturaday night just weren't my usual.I had tequilla pop. I felt dumb. Everyone popped their drink and drank it bottoms up! Haha. Everyone except me. Oh well. I couldn't pop properly ok. I didn't have enough bubbles. Unfair!
Anyway, the alcohol effects took place after we went to the dance floor and laughed at this pretty couple. This particular guy was carrying this girl up and swinging her around on the dance floor. I realised that everytime I enter a club, I will be able to see unique people dancing by the dancefloor. I used the word unique because I refuse to be mean to people I don't know.
Oh well. I've got no mood to blog right now. Caught no sleep last night. Test later. Tired.

Sweet loving escape.
10:20 AM

Saturday, July 16, 2005

It's almost a miracle that I'm home on a friday night. Haha. Didn't come home last night. Only catch at my sleep at 4pm this afternoon. Tired like shit. I think I would be turning in soon.
Found out things last night about my past relationship. I can't help feeling funny. (I'm sorry for the lack of proper vocab) It just feels weird. Somehow many things are better left unsaid. I wish I didn't find out how things ended. Why things ended. Why this why that. Somehow it's better to have the air cleared. On the other hand, it makes me ponder. -shrugs. Oh well. It's over anyway. As I have said previously, it is a past relationship I am talking about.
My present one. Sigh. No comments. What relationship? Oh well. Enjoy my teenage life. (Am I still a teenager?) I want to be tied down yet be free. I'm so contradicting. Unless someone can give me that. Or I won't commit. I have commitment problems. So what? Sue me. I committed before. It's not like I have never done that. I'm not that a failure. Haha. Oh well. that's for all. Books time. Borrowed books. I should read. But my test! damn. ah. fuck.

Sweet loving escape.
1:03 AM

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

I have been fooled. I have been living under the comfortable shelter here. The last time I heard about terrorism attacks was last year. I thought everything have stopped. Not until I heard about the London bombing. It woke me up. I went to read the news at yahoo. Trains crash, jihad community, suicide bombers. Innocent lives taken away from their loved ones. Brings me to wonder what have I been doing with my life.



Nicole showed us a picture of a vulture stalking this sudanese girl, awaiting her death. It tore my heart apart to know that the photographer took that very picture and left. He didn't save her. She was on her way to the food ration area which was not too far away from her. The photographer commited suicide by the way after feeling guilty over what he did or what he didn't do. I would have committed suicide immediately if I would him. He didn't. He reached his peak of his career before he committed suicide. He got an award for that piece. He committed suicide because of the critics that he recieved. I have no idea whether this photographer tried to save this girl, but it said in this website "After he shot the photo, Carter shooed away the vulture, watched the girl walk away, squatted under a tree, smoked a cigarette and broke down" (Burt, 2004, para. 12) The picture is enough to pull every stread of emotional nerves in your body. Thinking about life and death.

I know about another picture that tY showed us about this girl who got burned by bombs during the vietiam war. Another one that tears me apart. I can almost hear the kids screaming. The facial expressions just kills me. What would I to do if I have a fate like theirs? They lived in such horror and terror. They seemed to have gotten themselves stamped with the horrid memories of the war. Who would to blame them for the psychological effect on them when they enter their teens? When they enter their adulthood, who would think about the war should they create a hazard in the war? No one. In fact, it would be us, the younger generation, who would be judging them and sending them to fatal outcomes. Would it be fair to them? It wasn't their choice to go through such haunting childhood.

These fearful thoughts came by me. I've been leading a blissful life, yet I am complaining. I even complain that no one listens to my sorrows. Who is there for these people? Who is there to hear their sorrows? They have lost their loved ones. Who have they got left.

-my heart aches to know the ugly truth around me. I've been in a bubble and I'm embarrassed.

Sweet loving escape.
1:44 PM

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

penny of thoughts:

Is age an issue when it comes to relationship matters? Many people say that it is. I have some living examples around me that when some girl my age can date some guy whose age is about 30. They seem to be living happily ever after. But why is it that in other relationships, there are cases when the guy/girl who is older, say this statement "you're too young to understand." Is it the age that cause the factor or is that party lazy to explain?
Is having an affair a sin even if you are not relationship-wise attached to your date? Is it a sin to like someone else when you are in an unattached relationship? If you are not physically tied down, are you in a wrong to like someone else? Will that be considered as cheating on that person? Many questions float around my mind.

No personal attacks though. These are just questions that I've been thinking about for quite a long time. Any faithful reader of mine, please do provide me with some guidelines to start my thoughts.

Sweet loving escape.
10:36 PM

Saturday, July 09, 2005

Did my filming yesterday till this afternoon. Finished the entire film. Stayed over at surya's house. had fun in the tired way. man. update later. time to sleep. I'm beat.

Sweet loving escape.
10:31 PM

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

a penny of thoughts:
Many things happened recently and brought me to think about me and my life. Of how I am leading it and how I should go about changing my life.
Talks with my classmates brings me to feel that somehow I'm leading a shallow life. This particular ex of mine once told me that when one engage in a conversation, it would serve one good if the basis of the conversation is meaning. For example, the talk on current issues. For my field of course, the talk on films seems like a prominent part of my life. I have to constantly upgrade myself about the nice films. Nice not meaning those dumb blonde shows that I've been watching the past life. Nice meaning either in terms of story boarding or the film as a whole. Example of such films are the recent vcd that I bought. The phantom of the opera and American History X. American History X is one show I would NEVER catch in the theatre. Mainly because it just won't catch my eye/attention. Shows that would catch my eyes or attention would be things like legally blonde, how to lose a guy in ten days, honey, etc. These are the typical hollywood shows. Film aren't just about hollywood. There are films that are outside of this field that are worth watching and I failed to notice them.
How about books? Books with bright colours and about relationships are those that will catch my eyes. I have this weakness for colours. I know. Life isn't just about happy endings. There are times when we end unhappy. But we just refuse to face the fact that life is unhappy. We try to avoid it during films and books. Time for ourselves, we keep our life as "happy" as possible. Somehow, I feel the need to balance things out completely.
School somehow brings me to another point. When people are talking about sex(this is a common topic in my class), those who keep quiet most of the time makes me wonder what is going on in their mind? Should they be thinking what disgusting creatures we are or do they just have such little experiences to talk about. Either ways, it doesn't make sense to me. First thing first, sex is a normal thing in life. Be it homosexual or hetrosexual sexual intercourse. I would say everyone would have their own need to satisfy. It's just an essential in life. No doubt some would say they can live without sex. But from my point of view? Sex is just a spice in life that spice up everything. Of course I am not refering to easy sex that you can find in geylang or changi. I'm refering to sex as an intercourse with feelings attached. However, in the context of conservative Singapore, this three letters word seems almost like a taboo in teenagers. Shouldn't teenagers have their own desire too? They should be venturing out. Imagine if you have entered the work force and you're all caught up with work. Due to the lack of venturing out during the teeanage years, your fantasies have gone out of the way and you start to go to extremes(easy and unsafe sex) and end of screwing up your life. The word sex brings to so many different topics. Some of which is making a big fuss out of nothing. I shall not go into details.
I have to think about a topic for my upcoming essay. I shall be having many penny of thoughts in my upcoming entries.

Sweet loving escape.
1:51 AM

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

It's been long. I'm screwed by a couple of things recently.
School: My location production project is screwed up. The location release form was given out too late and boy. I'm fucked. We are going to do our filming at some weird house instead. Sigh. I hope everything goes well. Though I know for sure it wouldn't be as good as I expected it to be. Ha. No playing for locpro. Sigh.
Personal: Hon's going through a rough patch. That doesn't leave me to a good one too. Sigh. Spent the night with her last night and slept late. I'm stoned in school today. I'm in class right now .Tired. Please let me home soon. Should I work today? I'm tired though. Sigh. But I'm broke. Spent my pay already. I need help.

Sweet loving escape.
1:52 PM
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