the departed.:

I would be lying if I said I'm as cool as a pickle right now.

I'd also be in denial if I shrugged off my worries about getting there safe. I am worried as hell right now about traveling alone. I'd probably only be relieved once I'm actually in Miami Port, waiting for embarkation onto the ship.

I don't know what to expect from this trip, to be honest but I do know that this will probably be the vacation of a lifetime... never again to be repeated.

It's now 10pm. I'll be leaving somewhere around 3am later for check-in and stuff. I have no idea what the procedure is going to be like for the whole layover and shit, but I guess I'm about to find out.

Wish me luck.

Expect tons of photos when I get back. Duh.

Goodbye.. see y'all next week.

cloverfield.:

(Warning, there are subtle spoilers, so please ignore this post if you're intent on watching it. In your face spoilers are labelled, so you're safe there... kinda.)

I never even heard of Cloverfield until a few weeks earlier.

I barely remember seeing the teaser when it was attached to the Transformers movie (which is fucking smart). There was no title, only a date, but it did seem very very interesting. However interesting it was, I forgot about it as soon as Transformers started rolling.

I didn't know that there was such a huge follow-up to that teaser online. Would have been great to be a part of that mass speculation on what the fuck the Cloverfield monster really is.

Why I'm suddenly blogging about the entire mythology behind this right now is because I'm highly fascinated.

I just caught the movie last night and although it was pretty short, running at only around 80 minutes, it was the best 80 minutes of my life. I was highly apprehensive about watching this movie, because I am pretty broke right now and I didn't wanna just throw that $10 away. I was glad that I actually gave it a shot.

First movie of the year and all I can say is that every movie that'll be releasing this year will have a tough time convincing me otherwise... Iron Man and The Dark Knight included.

[Spoiler Alert - Look The Fuck Away]

The ending had me so intrigued that I just had to do some research to it. 'Surprisingly', it was the #2 most searched item on Yahoo! that day. There were alot of clues hidden in the movie. I love those. How I wish that it's released on DVD already so that I can watch out for subtle clues and subliminal messages. Did you notice that at Coney Island in the last scene... it opens up with them going up in the ferris wheel... look at the water. If you were sharp enough to notice, there's some activity in the ocean. There was something in the water. Wow... I wonder what it is. Also, I stayed until the end of the credits. There was nothing to see, but there was some static and Rob saying something. I didn't really know what it was or what it meant... but here's an interpretation from another blog:

There is whispering at the end that sound's like Rob saying "Help Us". Someone recorded the audio and played it backwards, and it sounds like he is saying "It's Still Alive"

Ah. Nice.

[/Spoiler Alert - Look The Fuck Away]

This may well be the most interesting movie I've ever seen. The first person video camera thing is not really that original, but after the disappointment that was The Blair Witch Project, nobody really came forward and followed in its footsteps. Which is actually a good thing, because it's a really niche kinda genre. Also, the idea of them taping over a used tape is smart too... really filled in the clues as to what happened between Rob and Beth.

I really highly recommend this movie. Hell, I only blog about movies that I highly recommend, so I don't even need to say this. 10 outoffucking 10.

meet joe black.:

I was fascinated with love when I was a young'n. I was curious as to how it works, what entails and the complicating things that I've always seen on the screen. I started watching more 'mature' movies at 14, when my interest and curiosity was piqued from raging hormones. By mature, I meant of course love themed movies like When Harry Met Sally, Surviving Picasso, Shadowlands and so forth.

There was however this one movie that was ever so bewildering but yet made sense to me somehow. I'm sure you'd have guessed the movie by now. *hint: look up*

I haven't actually watched the movie since then, until earlier today, when HBO Hits had a telecast. My first reaction was, "Oh great... I haven't seen this movie in ages!" and also because my favourite actor, Anthony Hopkins was in it. Contrary to what almost everyone says, Brad Pitt CAN act. If you're still skeptical of his acting abilities, this is a movie that will silence your doubts. Not to mention his accent mimicking skills are amazing. I could barely understand his Jamaican accent, which is actually a good thing (but only with subs on, if you know what I mean. You probably don't).

Actually what really moved me to write an entry about this movie was simple. I could actually relate to this movie now. I remember watching it 8 years ago and not really grasping the concept of human nature and love in its entirety.

Watching it again, after 8 years of experience and growing up, I find myself saying, Oh right... so that's what he/she/they meant.

As most of you already know, those who have actually followed me through these years since I started blogging in 2003 (sorry I kept moving around so much... weblogging was still in its beta stage back then), I went through some pretty rough and emotional tides that has marooned me onto an island with no hopes and dreams. When you fall onto hard solid ground, there is nowhere else to go but up. Or you can stay there forever and wallow in self pity, like some people I know. Ok, I'm digressing.

What I'm trying to say is that these 8 years have passed in a blink. Surprisingly, I could remember almost every detail of that movie. What really hit me was how differently I interpreted and understood the movie this time around.

If everyone could remember how innocent they were during childhood, I'm sure they'd be looking back saying, "Look at me right now... I'm all grown up and nowhere near where I was."

So, to quote in verbatim what someone told me last time that Everybody Stays The Same, he is so naive and so full of shit.

Yes, I can imagine some of you going, "You're so full of shit... you're just 23, what do you know?"

Well, if you're going to be so cynical and snarky about this matter, then I probably AM just about more mature than you.

Intelligent people were more likely born smart.

Wise people found wisdom through time and experience.

But how can we believe what wise men say, when time and experience only brings about a longing for death and jadedness, credited to the human experience?

mutated predisposition.:

I got home on Tuesday morning at about 2am, after the whole countdown experience at Esplanade with my family. That was the first time I've spent a New Year's Eve celebration with family in 10 years. It was the first time with my aunt and cousin. It was fairly simple; you know old people. All they wanted to see was the show and the sky go up in a show of sparks and fire.

I don't mean to be racist and anti-third world when I say this, but those damn foreign workers who go out by the millions have done it yet again. Every single year, without fail, they have managed to somehow piss me off. I don't know if it's the utter lack of tact towards everyone else or how loud they communicate, even when the PA system is off, but it fucking pisses me and everyone off. Oh yes, everyone else... because I witnessed that night what could have been a potential fight. But that didn't happen because that's not how someone would wanna start the new year anyways.

I am not afraid to say that Singapore is now dominated by the largest and second largest races in the world. At the rate that it's going, Malays will be the minority. THE minority. But I don't blame them for coming here and making Singapore what it is today. Alot of Malays bitch about how Singapore was rightfully theirs until it got colonised by the British and then overwhelmed by the Chinese immigrants.

I don't blame them. They weren't doing so well in their motherland that they had to come here to live. It was during that time that the Malays got too complacent seeing as how Singapore was 'theirs'. That complacency is still taking place NOW, where all Malays do is ramble on about how they've been cheated of their own land.

And that's all they do... bitch and moan about everything that does not go their way but they don't do shit. There is only a handful of Malays that are actually successful, but not enough to actually change the perception of the majorities. Malays are still stereotyped a certain way. I'm not going to say what it is/they are, because you know it for yourself. You know damn well what you think of the Malay youths in Singapore. The Malay community in general, even.

Malays are predisposed to being lazy. It's just them. They talk like they're all that (when in fact, it only happens on their planet), like to fight to show superiority (apparently neanderthals did not go extinct), love dressing up to show how creative they can get with fashion (even when just taking out the trash) and are always seen drinking out of Super Big Gulp cups.

Honestly, I don't care if people assume I would be like that even before knowing me personally. I love to see how their attitudes change when they actually realise that I'm not like that. But this isn't about me, so I shall just leave it at that.

I'm not racist. I'm not judgmental.

But hell, when people say that God created all humans the same, they couldn't be more wrong.

Ever heard of racial profiling?

first set of 2008.: