It's been awhile
From time to time I get reminded of why I love running this site. Last night, around 7pm, I was looking through my shelves and noticed the old pulpy Archie comics. The thought happened, “Those are great!” Not that I’ve read ‘em in years mind you.
I grabbed a couple of books, took it into my room, put it on my desk, then went to dinner with Dad. When I finished dinner, again I thought that I wanted to read Archie, but like a drone, I watched the News. It’s like the ultimate reality miniseries isn’t it? We tune in to the channels… we read updates in the paper…We react as we hear about marines firing guns and diseases spreading and people wearing masks. We watch experts analyze this and that… We hear career politicians tell us it is right and wrong…
I fell asleep on the televised morphine drip of reality.
2 a.m. I didn’t sleep well. I can’t remember the dreams really. But when I woke up, I thought… “This sucks.” I sat up, looked at my desk and there with their old worn-out covers were the Archies. Yeah, that’s what I’ll do. I’ll read Archie. 2 double digest Archies.
Sometimes it is so great to just let go of my own smug sense of right and wrong, and just make simple decisions as a simple character in a simple story would. Because out here… in my room, in the world… we’re all much more complicated than 400 pages of fiction.
With the problems in the world being what they are right now, I have really been feeling quite helpless. Here in Subang, in my relatively easy life… I pulled a muscle in my left arm a few days ago lifting weights, it hurts a bit. There’re tiny little things in life I wish were better and other parts that feel like huge failures of the utmost importance to me, but most of the time I just think about what Luke Skywalker told Han Solo in Star Wars, “I’m no good at being noble, but it doesn’t take much to see that the problems of 3 little people don’t amount to a hill of beans in this crazy galaxy. Someday you’ll understand that.”
Yeah. A hill of beans.
When I look out at this crazy world we’re in, a world that I’ve known such greatness, I can’t help but want to find the good in it. But when I look at the screaming and the hatred and the death and fear that we are living with in society, there’s a feeling like it’s all too much.
We each handle things differently, we each choose our own paths. And I’ll be damned if it didn’t feel great to write. If I don’t feel better right now, as I get ready to post this.
John Lennon’s ‘Imagine’. An oldie but a goldie. It would be nice to live in Lennon’s imagined world.
Imagine there's no heaven,
It's easy if you try,
No hell below us,
Above us only sky,
Imagine all the people
living for today...
Imagine there's no countries,
It isnt hard to do,
Nothing to kill or die for,
No religion too,
Imagine all the people
living life in peace...
Imagine no possesions,
I wonder if you can,
No need for greed or hunger,
A brotherhood of man,
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...
You may say Im a dreamer,
but Im not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.
The world may not be perfect, but it’s still worth living for. It’s official. On 30/5/03, Star Wars Galaxies will be released. Online. Time to upgrade the laptop. Time to get TMNet’s broadband connection. You might never see the sun AGAIN. I'm scared. Someone, help me through this proclamation of ecstasy. And should you survive this, know that it’s only a matter of time before Hogwarts 5, Middle Earth and Neo's playground follow. So get out there and TRY to live life before you end up resembling the pale white skinny dude known as Saruman. No, I mean REALLY resemble Saruman. Helpppppppppp
Take care, y'all.
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I'm an Anime character now
Muahahaha.
Woke up early today (noon, heyy, I'd been up till 2am studying, so cut me some slack) and decided I would lose 5 pounds. That's all I usually have to do. Don't know why, it's probably me cousin Big Carr's fault. He brought me a blue M-sized Jimmy Eat World t-shirt, well I'd like to actually wear it comfortably someday without panting, sooooo... I'll lose 5 pounds. Last time I decided to lose weight, I dropped about 2-3 pounds. It wasn't very hard, just a matter of will. My jeans are getting a lil bit tight, and well it's probably this barrel I'm carrying around up front :D.
Well after deciding this would be my last weekend of 'FOOD', I had to get on the move. You see I’m supposed to go to the ss15 Autosurf cybercafe with Qi Long for Counterstrike (some computer game). You know it's amazing. I’m going to be 22 in December and heh heh heeeh... I'm still playing Counterstrike. You’re neva too old for computer n video games, folks. Young at heart, young at heart. :D Amazing. In 10 years time, I hope I’ll be playing Counterstrike version 8.8 on a Pentium 6.
No classes today. I'd asked Boogaman to come along, but he was busy with Vee (Babysitting he says). The place was packed. Lots of college fellas and some secondary skool students. Qi Long chose to be in the terrorist team while I was counter-terrorist. We got to kick each other’s butts. Killed 29 and got killed 31 times. Grahhh.
After kicking arse, we instantly head for the third last meal, dinner. (Tomorrow’s lunch will be second, then tomorrow’s dinner will be my last. Then I become a wabbit... huh huh huh huuuuuh) So we went to Kentucky. Aaaahhhhhh, I got the original recipe 3-Piece Chicken Value Meal - mashed Potatos, coleslaw, wedges, bun . Qi Long had a Zinger.
I munch down, savouring the bites, soaking in among my last calories. For a Food-a-phile like me, this is bliss. Eating all that delicious grub... what joy. Afterwards, the sweet ecstasy of 'fullbelly' forces me to seek a bed, at home. So I pile up, sated, and begin the journey home.
Qi Long was driving, it was 8p.m. and he asked me what I was gonna do back at home.
“Any plans for tonight?”
“Sleep so early ar?”
I was thinking about watching Notting Hill in bed and then ZZzzz. Gonna have to wake up early for classes tomorrow, 9a.m.
Qi Long roared, "No waaa... aaaay, maan!"
Yes way man...
You see I'm a huge fan of the Romantic Comedy genre. In fact, it's darn near my favorite type of movie. Going way way waaaay back to the likes of When Harry Met Sally.., Sleepless in Seattle, Honeymoon in Vegas, Ghost, .... on up to modern films like You’ve Got Mail, Fly Me to Polaris, About a Boy and so on...
I devour these films... I love watching them.
When I see these movies I like to be alone. When I'm watching the films, when I let myself get caught up, I don't like to think of someone 'judging' my reaction.... Watching to see if I cry, or if I sniffle a bit here and there.
Or.... at least that's the way I once was. The machismo male in me that wanted to.... 'Be a Man' until I realized that if something 'spoke' to me, whatever that reaction creates in me is.... me. And I'm secure. Just like... Marfon.
I really began to fall in love with these funny love sonnets in secondary school Form 1. One of them was Pretty Woman, and unlike a lot of folks nowadays that I talk to, I loved the movie.... Even though I don't care for Mr Gere, for whatever reason... I liked Julia Roberts.
You know... she was never one of those Masturbation Movie Stars. I never really had fantasies about her... Julia Roberts, she’s like the nice big ‘kwai lou’, ‘ang moh’ big sister you never had. So sweet...kind...nice. That's who Julia Roberts is for me. You’re always rooting for her to win over the guy at the end of the movie. :D
I've grown into young adulthood with Julia Roberts. She's been around for a while now. I've been both happy and disappointed in her... but usually... Whenever she does the romantic comedies like My Best Friend’s Wedding well... I'm happy.
And Julia Roberts is just dead on here. You kinda get the idea that she's too much trouble to pursue, but at the same time... She is.. just another girl. And when she allows herself that reality, you can see who Hugh Grant falls in love with. She's someone who desperately needs to be loved, honestly loved.
Then the various relatives and friends of Hugh Grant's... well... I love them. What a great group. High marks all the way around. I especially love the quirky sister and roommate. They're great.
There's also the issue of dating a famous person while being a 'normal' person. It got me shallow puny brain thinking. What's it like to break up with a star... Someone, whose face lay across the sides of public transportation. Someone who appears during commercial breaks and in a cinema near you.
I mean, seriously...breaking up seems pretty painful hey. Suddenly favourite restaurants can become echoes of heartache, but imagine if in addition to all of that... Everytime you shop at 7-eleven, you see the frontpage of Malay Mail or some magazine that tells you who your ex is seeing now.
I think it sucks man. It does. But to turn on David Letterman and then be torn apart. To drive to work/school the next day and hear the local Gossips DJ rip you a new one.... wah liao... ain't life hard enough?
ALRIGHT, I GET THE POINT. Enough already!
Heh heh heh .:D
How does this film stack up to Four Weddings and a Funeral? Well, I liked it a bit more, but hey... I'm often times accused of having a lack of taste : ).... So go take a nibble yaself if you haven’t seen Notting Hill.
Today’s been nice. Nice and lazy. I haven’t been blogging for awhile now. Been a lil busy. And lazy to type. : ) I took out the Notting Hill VCD from me laptop already. I just wanna sleep a nice wee sleep now. Gnite.
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