food for thought

Jack Sparrow to Elizabeth:

One word love; curiosity. You long for freedom. You long to do what you want to do because you want it. To act on selfish impulse. You want to see what it's like. One day you won't be able to resist.

Elizabeth Swann to Jack:

Curiosity. You're going to want it. You're going to want to know what it tastes like.

bet these left an impression on many people.

aye-aye, savvy?

frankly-speaking, i was never looking forward to watch pirates of the caribbean because i didn't think it had any appealing factor. but i finally watched it today and i don't regret it! in fact, i feel like watching the curse of the black pearl. i'm not a johnny depp fan, i haven't watched many of his films, but i love the way he executes his every role with such comfort and talent! he makes the film entertaining by his accomplished comic skills. it was an enjoyable act altogether, although i was almost asleep in the beginning (of course my presumptions helped). believe it or not: i missed the kissing scene of elizabeth and jack because i went to the loo! GOSH. of all times...i mean i was waiting for some kind of sensual moment (i don't believe american movies will ever skip kissing scenes) and i had to miss it! this time, i'm going to wait for part 3!

congrats to angeline for getting her license! YAY SUPPERTIME! angeline angeline!

sometimes you wish you'd never existed. then you wouldn't bring so much misery to those around you and to yourself, especially.

there is something wrong with blogger. again.

ken says it's brrrrrr cold in aussie! oooh, sounds like nice fun...can you imagine running in a big green field and chasing after one another like crazy, playing fake-rugby with your baby, trying to kick some football in with him as the goalkeeper under the nice cool weather with not a bead of perspiration forming...(a.k.a KOREAN DRAMA) haaaaa. imagine.

fancy doing all that in SINGAPORE - so glamourous. the 'PORE' in Singapore means you have enlarged and extremely visible pores due to hot and humid weather.

you don't always hear your boyfriend complain it's cold you know (hands up, girlfriends), he made me want to hug him immediately. which i couldn't. :(

sun moon lake

caught the lakehouse today with angel. because i know the storyline already, some parts were a tad boring, but it was okay - maybe 3 out of 5 stars, if we forgive some parts? i thought the climax-less plot (was there a climax?) made the movie somewhat lackluster. the logic of the plot is of course totally ridiculous but what made it interesting that we enjoy nonsense of romance that we cannot indulge in in reality, so we make a story out of it and soak ourselves in fiction. and sandra bullock wasn't given a role worthy of her calibre.

we met up with the girls for dinner at sun with moon - it's a nice place with rather quality japanese food. i like food that looks nice, tastes nice. not fantastic food but good enough. i want to go there again because the food and ambience makes me feel dainty dainty - i don't know how to describe but i felt rather lady-like!

P.S haato has the best ice cream ever!
I AM ADDICTED TO haato MILK TEA ICE CREAM. it brings me to 7th heaven everytime! and i actually dreamt of it...yummmmmm. it's at wheelockplace, cheap and good, $4 for double scoops and the scoops are BIG! MILK TEA ICE CREAM!

anyway, love beats logic anytime. :)

busted knee

always see a doctor.

my knee is having some skin infection and the doctor has to put me on antibotics to 'catch up' with the healing process. I HATE MYSELF. PERIOD. for being so damnfucking clumsy all the time. she asked me why i took so long to come and why i used dettol to wash (how do i know i have sensitive skin?!) and i get to be rewarded with a BIG FAT SCAR, half the size of my palm, on my leg...there goes my long-time dream to be a VEET leg model...

i make light of the situation, but i am really feeling very very moody.

i hate myself. BOO-HOO. life won again.

score
life:lynn
99:0

sadsadsadsadsadsadsadsad i feel so bloody whiney!

ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

has he ever put his hand on my face when i doze off on the bus, and gently place my head onto his shoulder...

will he ever search the depths of the world if i somehow disappeared for no reason...

will he drink countless cans of beer, go unshaven for weeks, look at my picture and weep, think of me helplessly if i disappeared...

has he ever looked at me and thought i was a fairy-tale come true...

has he ever stolen a kiss from me...

has he said to himself 'i love this silly girl' when i bumped my elbow and knocked my knee...

watch toooooooo many korean shows and think tooooooooo much.

girls and boys, we all have different fantasies.

i saw this quote somewhere...

i have no one to look up to so i look down on myself.

i want to watch the lakehouse, the american version of the korean movie, il mare. i bet alot of girls are waiting to watch it too. :) so romantic, but i doubt it can beat the original one.

petrol

when i was younger my dad brought me to the petrol station and i realised i like the smell of petrol. i still do. it's kind of like an adrenaline rush when i sniff petrol...kind of like glue-sniffing, no?