oh yea i've been catching up alot on movies now. on dvd actually. i caught kill bill 1 and master and commander just 2 days back. i'd have to say kill bill's rather pretty interesting with all the blood squirting out of the bodies when anything gets chopped off. i don't understand why it was censored RA - restricted to 21 only, or as the new rating reads R21. i think some things that we see on tv are way much grosser.
but kill bill 2 which is currently showing in cinemas now is actually M18. Mature 18. right. now kids at 18 can watch shows that i couldn't catch when i was 18. now that i'm turning 20 they have to change the listings. righto.
alright master and commander was seriously a let down, after being nominated for quite a few oscars, now i know why they didn't win much, or any at all. the film's too slow moving. i have the pianist to watch now.
and oh yea. ABOUT SCHMIDT however you spell his name SUCKS.
50 first dates was not bad. kinda cute. and cool concept.
hello world. i have a fishbone stuck in my throat. everybody sing along with me now. i have a fishbone stuck in my throat.
well actually that's old news already. the fishbone's actually gone. or so i hope. either it's gone and i'm not feeling the prick anymore or it's pricked me so much that my throat is now numb to it. well i hope it's the former. so i had a fishbone stuck in my throat for a little more than 48 hours. kinda cool huh. was supposed to go to the doc's today to remove it but well since it disappeared, i guess not. but how does a fish bone disappear overnight when it refuses to go anywhere even when i tried forcing it down with alot of bread, rice and even hard fruit.
well updating this blog once a week isn't any hassle i guess. i mean yea. i love clam chowder.
:: kiathy. 11:43 am [+] ::
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:: Thursday, April 22, 2004 ::
i think i have weird days. like i have 'everything-goes-wrong' days and like today's 'weird-meetings-with-people' days.
yesterday was an everything-went-wrong day. and today well. basically i went out with 2 different grps of pple.
met 1 friend for dinner and it was then i bumped into mabelyn, whom i haven't spoken to in ages. well alrite i didn't bump into her but saw her as she was going down the escalator. well i'm sure she caught a glimpse of me but refused to acknowledge my presence. so i waved in vain.
next up i met this secondary school classmate who was quite badly branded back in school with a descriptive beginning with the letter M. just like beckham's txt msges, let's play hangman. the word is M****. but well the first thing he said when he saw me was 'ey wei kiat you look very toot now leh.' or something to that extent. like hrm. thanks huh. so i just pointed to my newly cut hair and blamed my retarded look on it. i simply look too young after a hair cut.
and just as i was walking towards the train station, some middle age guy approached me asking me for $2. 'i need to post a letter.' my first reaction was 'huh.' and then the next reaction was 'huh.' and 'huh.' again. not to sound totally retarded (must have been the hair acting up again.), 'huh.' was seriously the only reaction i could conjure up there and then. would it have been right/wrong to pass him $2? i wonder too. might have been a good deed. but i wouldn't have given it willingly cos i have 90 bucks left for 20 days. inclusive of one way transport home. so maybe it was good not to give. anyway he just walked away. and like what. $2 to post a letter. post a bomb parcel issit.
:: kiathy. 2:17 am [+] ::
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:: Tuesday, April 20, 2004 ::
found out that the songs i really like actually aren't those i really like. so pls don't take me at face value when i post stuff like 'i love this song' cos by the next month i'd have found a new song to love. so yup. i'm sounding like some commitment-phobe huh. ahahaha.
well here's the next song to love. or to try to love.
The Reason
by Hoobastank
I'm not a perfect person
As many things I wish I didn't do
But I continue learning
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know
I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
And the reason is you
I'm sorry that I hurt you
It's something I must live with everyday
And all the pain I put you through
I wish that I could take it all away
And be the one who catches all your tears
That's why I need you to hear
I've found a resaon for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
And the reason is you
And the reason is you
And the reason is you
And the reason is you
I'm not a perfect person
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know
I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
And the reason is you
I've found a reason to show
A side of me you didn't know
A reason for all that I do
And the reason is you
:: kiathy. 7:45 pm [+] ::
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when someone fails a thousand times, does he become a qualified success at failure?
:: kiathy. 9:35 am [+] ::
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:: Sunday, April 18, 2004 ::
oh yea. i bought the shoes!
:: kiathy. 2:29 am [+] ::
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the passage below has been unashamedly ripped from a fellow friend's blog. that blog can be found either here. or under my links, purpleanimal.
although it's really a cock passage, i enjoyed reading it. thanks alot trinibu.
- from the Institute for Stork Research and Science
Two different theories exist concerning the origin of children: the theory of Sexual reproduction, and the theory of the stork. Many people believe in the theory of sexual reproduction because they have been taught this theory at school. In reality, however, many of the world's leading scientists are in favor of the theory of the stork. If the theory of sexual reproduction is taught in schools, it must only be taught as a theory and not as the truth. Alternative theories, such as the theory of the stork, must also be taught.
Evidence supporting the theory of the stork includes the following:
1. It is a scientifically established fact that the stork does exist. This can be confirmed by every ornithologist.
2. The alleged human fetal development contains several features that the theory of sexual reproduction is unable to explain.
3. The theory of sexual reproduction implies that a child is approximately nine months old at birth. This is an absurd claim. Everyone knows that a newborn child is newborn.
4. According to the theory of sexual reproduction, children are a result of sexual intercourse. There are, however, several well documented cases where sexual intercourse has not led to the birth of a child.
5. Statistical studies in the Netherlands have indicated a positive correlation between the birth rate and the number of storks. Both are decreasing.
6. The theory of the stork can be investigated by rigorous scientific methods. The only assumption involved is that children are delivered by the stork.
:: kiathy. 2:28 am [+] ::
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:: Friday, April 16, 2004 ::
$119..
only saw the women's size online..wonder if they sell the men's!
$150..
sigh. i want all of them!
:: kiathy. 9:20 am [+] ::
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hohoho. finally i'm back. or i'm finally back. well everyone's been busy, so have i. just that we're all busy for different reasons. i've been busy simply because laziness has occupied me. so i haven't bothered to blog much. not that there's alot to blog aboout anyway.
so it seems like an eternity that i haven't updated this blog, but it's actually only been 11 days. 11 days might seem like an eternity to you, it seems like a day to me. ya right.
i caught hell boy the comic book movie recently. and i'm glad to say that it was entertaining...crap. it's worth maybe $6.50 i.e. watch it on a weekday. but besides that it was cool to be in a cinema again after an eternity away. what's the definition of an eternity anyway. for me it's 11 days maybe.
i actually made a wishlist of the things i really wanna buy. and for once i realise that i really wanna buy some stuff..previously i wouldn't bother but well here it is.
1. a pair of nike air dunks. those retro/classic kinds. i guess i'm just jumping on the bandwagon for this, as i've grown sick of my red adidas pair. but they'll cost me 119 bucks. and i have like 4 pairs of shoes that are currently worn already. oops.
2. a toy guitar. well not exactly a toy one. this one would cost me about $100. it's actually a mini guitar, called a guitarlele by yamaha. well there's the 4 stringed ukelele of course, but a 6 stringer guitarlele? cool. i've wanted to buy it ever since 2002 before i went to prague as i wanted to entertain myself, and others of course, on the plane. so it seems like everytime i wanna go overseas i'll think of buying this guitar, which is small enough to be kept in my backpack/sling bag. but considering that i have big backpacks and sling bags for my big body and small feet, it might not really be that small.
3. cds. i wanna buy lots and lots of cds. don't know why. just felt the urge. urgh.
well but i made a budget debate 2004 for myself just after coming up with this list. basically, i have no money to buy these stuff. actually i do, just that if i buy them i'd end up being quite broke. considering i owe a few people money. actually only my brother and my dad. my dad wouldn't take any money back. my brother would.
and some people owe me money too!! am i sounding like somebody or what.
anyway i'm performing tonight! yes like chorally singing proper songs. haven't done that since christmas carolling, but carolling is quite crappy anyway. and i'm getting stage fright actually. seriously, being off the stage for so long really gets you afraid again. simon-phobia is also growing by the day/pracs. sigh. i hope we really improve in time for the olympics.
and that's all there is about my life in an eternity of 11 days.
i think national service is getting everybody quite down recently. even though we're all slackers who stay out and such, it depresses us in such a way that we can't explain.
:: kiathy. 9:02 am [+] ::
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I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
[break]
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
So if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
So why don't we go
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
well well it seems like self reminders don't work for me..
after friday's post of "staying off alcohol for a month because of a bad headache at zouk.", i was at it again! and this time it was beer. i don't usually drink beer because it's bitter, but this time the beer was alrite. san miguel's or something? so er i'm staying off cocktails for the next month, but maybe not beer lah huh. san miguel's beer to be precise. it really seems like i'm getting old here, old people like my dad drink beer and they get beer bellies. i don't. i just have a real food belly and it's getting a little difficult to hide it.
well as all of the small population who read this page know, i'm still actively singing in a choir. and i tell you yesterday was totally traumatic. first of all i simply couldn't sing 90% of what i was supposed to sing. then i had a disaster trying to put a piece together. guess i tried to do too much with too little! so i was limited to trying to salvage myself by doing accurate clapping, which turned out alright i guess.
next part was singing in a very very small group of about 4-5 singers each. with a choral song usually having 4 parts, that made us sing our individual parts all on our own. and i majorly screwed up i guess! like totally stage fright. i wonder why i still get stage fright after all these years. or maybe i'm just not good enough!
but well even though all the above sounds kinda badddd, we all chilled out a little at this beach hut place along the beach. i guess san miguel's beer made the day less bitter! how ironic.
oh yea when i get out of the army, i'm gonna throw a beach party at some beach place too! that's if i've some cash left in my bank accounts.
hmmm. seeing that all the previous paras have featured the words 'well' and 'yea' so much, here's starting with something else.
something else - memories i've had none of them. regrets i've had a few.
:: kiathy. 1:49 pm [+] ::
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:: Friday, April 02, 2004 ::
i can't believe how totally affected i am by my parents' words.
showed my parents the new blazer and pants i made and paid $290 bucks for today. and the first thing my dad could tell me was 'it's so small look so small blahblahblah.' well basically he meant it didn't fit and all. but it's hand measured by the bloody tailor. i'm no tailor, i felt alright in it, and then like now it seems like i'm the stupid guy who didn't ask the tailor to measure the jacket properly? like huh.