Saturday, December 25, 2010
Christmas stuff
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Early birthday dinner
My mango juice.
K's tomato juice. He then opted for a pineapple refill, but the waiter thought he wanted to mix both together which resulted in a "quite good" taste, according to K.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Haunted what?
Haunted Changi is an indie (independent) film made by 4 bravado Singaporeans who venture into the most-haunted-place-in-the-world Old Changi Hospital. The team consists of director Andrew, producer Sheena, camera guy Audi and audio dude Farid. The film is entirely shot by using handheld camera to give the film a documentary feeling and that everything captured is 100% real. Think Cloverfield and REC, but good thing it wasn't that nauseating.
The team conduct interviews with local Singaporeans as well as a seemingly WW2 veteran. They discuss about which photos to use, the process of editing and the extensive research they go through.
First day at the hospital, we see shots of the hospital - graffiti, old wards, torture chambers, an old elevator shaft and a rumored underground tunnel. At times you might be able to catch a shadow running in the background, some weird reflection against the puddle of water and the infamous headless person.
At night, the team start experiencing eerie feelings and get spooked out. Sheena vows to never go back and Farid never appears on film again - apparently ill. Andrew becomes obsessed with a girl named Xiao Juan who lives inside the haunted hospital. The team also meet with a group of Singaporean ghostbusters who go by nicknames but a real name is "accidentally" revealed and they also use a young boy to "sense" paranormal activity (super pissed with the adults. who the hell uses a young kid to sniff out ghosts?!)
After the night exploration, you can't help but to wonder if this is a "documentary" inside a "film", and if the 4 Singaporeans are truly aiming to unleash secrets hidden within the hospital or they're merely actors acting with a script. The final moments of Haunted Changi makes you ponder: Does Xiao Juan really exist? Did Audi's camera captured something real, or was it edited?
Acting wise, I'm not too sure if they're professional actors because they sure don't look like it. Andrew looks disturbingly like one of my housemates which isn't a good thing, really. But them getting spooked isn't convincing me. I can't help feeling the reason they're screaming and running away is because .. they have to scream and run away in horror films. The team is also unethical when conducting interviews - they continue recording despite the WW2 veteran's plea to stop. Also he is promised that his face won't be shown, but I can certainly see enough! But I get a feeling the WW2 guy is just a hired actor.
They also seem to be "hurrying" to give the film more spice in the end - but doesn't seem to make up for the slow beginning. Andrew finds the rumored underground tunnel, and what he discovers fuels more "dude, what the hell?" questions. But I'd give kudos to Andrew, whose determination seem real, but at some point, too much until it becomes annoying. He seems to have forgotten about his hospital documentary to focus more on "interview with Xiao Juan".
Overall, you won't jump off your seat like typical horror films. I think it's a good thing you only see "paranormal" stuff occasionally and not at every corridors and scenes. Makes the "documentary" look more real - because in typical ghost hunter shows you don't really see ghosts. Just the people claiming they see and feel stuff, right?
By the way, the shadows of headless men could well be men bending their heads down. Just a thought. And I think Xiao Juan merely exists in Andrew's head - the spirits must have messed with his head, as well as Audi's.
Although after rewinding the film in your brain several times you feel cheated - depending on what is your initial expectation of the film.
Do I want my money back?
Urm .. 6 bucks maybe. I paid 11.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Farewell Ethan and Khairie
Eliminated.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Paul is dead
Chances are you've heard of the news - the famous non human oracle, Paul the Octopus has died. And if you're not a footie fan, this is the octopus who correctly predicted the results of all Germany's World Cup matches and the finals between Spain and Netherlands.
He was 2 years old (he is pretty much an old guy in octopus' age).
Paul died of natural causes - one day he was fine, the next day he was gone. You can't help but wonder if some deranged, vengeful World Cup fan was behind his demise =P. Like sneaking a lil something into his tank. After all, he did make a lot of enemies from different countries after "predicting" their football team would lose.
"But it wasn't Paul's fault!"
Well, humans like pointing fingers and play the Blame Game. Like they would point at their national football team.
If there is one thing we shouldn't go up against, is the bond between man and football. C'mone, they believe about wearing lucky jerseys, they scream at the players on TV, my dad insisting we never touch the TV when Manchester United plays - they're probably the most superstitious fans during the World Cup season.
So long Paul.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
You Again?!
Boy I certainly wouldn't want to return to those few nasty weeks.
There was this particular event which took place over several weeks which involved a guy, classmates and backstabbers. I was in an unfamiliar surrounding, and I needed a buddy, or anyone I could hang out with.
Then came along this girl, whom I knew very vaguely from an event we once were involved in.
I was incredibly grateful for having her as a friend, and we'd tell each other stories, discuss about anything that came into mind and laugh at random stuff.
I was happy. Plain and simple.
Then came this dude. Long story short, I had a crush on him. And of course, like every other guy I liked, he didn't feel the same way. Huge blow to my self esteem (haha!)
For a while I kept it to myself. Then while hanging out with the girl one day and her friend, I figured if I told them my problem they could lend a hand. So I opened up to them and let out every single detail, the things I did to get his attention, the jealousy that rose inside when he was paying more attention to other girls and the one time I cried, all because I heard rumours about a potential gf (go ahead, laugh)
So she gave me tips on how to get that guy. Be more confident, speak to him like how I speak to other guys and just be cool. Oh, and change the way I dressed =.="
Well I took some of the advice but things weren't changing.
It wasn't until a Monday morning when I was heading home when a classmate came up to me. He was silent for a while, then he dropped the bomb:
"You like that guy is it?"
?!!!
I was super sure I didn't let my guard off in class. I didn't think it was obvious because I'd only spoke to him about homework about once or twice, and the rest of the time I was with other friends. I didn't secretly peek at him, or sit next to him or anything strange (that would have raised some questions).
So the obvious next question was, "who said lah?"
But he was adamant about the guy, so I lied (in an effort to close the subject). And at the same time I thought I knew the answer already, who else could have announced it to the entire class if it wasn't for that girl?
Backstabber backstabber *^%$^%^^#@@! Still, I kept my mouth shut.
Couple of days later I ran into the girl's friend (from a different school, different clique and my gut told me she's a very nice person. We're still friends today). We went for tea together, and in the middle of a conversation she said, "I hope you've realized by now she likes that guy too".
.... Backstabber backstabber backstabber *&^%#!#^(%%^!
So over the next few weeks I could totally make out how the backstabber was acting around in class, it was so obvious I just didn't put two and two together. They were in the same group, they hung out together and God knows what else she has been saying about me.
Several times I planned to confront her, but then I realize it was no good. She was too "powerful" with her gang members around her and I was afraid of her. No point in defending myself cuz they could have told everyone about the dumb stuff I did to get that guy to like me. I have already lost too much face, so no point in losing more. Should focus on how to win my face back lol.
Well, that was years ago. I have already forgiven her but I don't want to see her again. Honestly, I am still afraid of her and the "power" she has to convince people about the losers around (me, for instance).
The last time I saw her was at McDonalds at the front counter. I was super paranoid about what she'd do with my food so I went to another McDonalds.
Friday, October 8, 2010
hitz.fm Boys parody
Hitz.fm's parody of Katy Perry's California Gurls. Super creative and I tend to memorize their version more instead of Katy's. Wah like making her album lose sales hah!
Thought of writing down the lyrics but since they said they'll post the lyrics real soon I'll back off *nyeh*.
Check out their version of Jason Derulo's Whatcha Say and Beyonce's If I Were A Boy. How to remember the original version after listening to JJ and Ean's lah?!
P/S - I see them at work a lot *gloats* *gloats*
Sunday, September 26, 2010
I see a Puget! I see a Puget!
5 reasons why you should watch:
Funny people. The most memorable vocabulary mistake was by the Indian cousins, Sahil & Manas who became over excited upon seeing other teams' Peugeot cars parked alongside the Penang Peranakan Mansion, and screams "I see a Puget! I see a Puget!". Hilarious. Expect Malaysians Ethan & Khairie to lighten up the Race too.
Pretty chicks & Girl power. Could another all-female team win?, cuz not many of us expected Zabrina & Joe Jer from Season 1 to take it all home. Expect more from party girls Jess & Lani (Jess seems more toned), Claire & Michelle (they claim they're street smart), Yani and her bud, Nadine, Miss Indonesia Earth 2009 (I have a special spot for beauty queens) and Indian actresses Dimple & Sunaina (athletic looking).
Good ol' families. Natasha and her doting dad Hussein comes to mind first, they were already running behind all teams and still managed to keep their heads together to check in (second last). Maybe this is the season we won't see parents yelling at their kids because well, they're the parent. And then there's Hungarian university lecturer Ivan and his Malaysian researcher wife Hilda - which 100% reminded me and my mom of Terri, the screeching and fit throwing machine from Season 2. Terri sulked, yelled and threw her tantrum all over Asia and half of Europe. Hilda cried all the way up to Batu Caves (not sure how many times she had to climb up and down 272 stairs) then cut to her guessing every number for the Indian priest, cried more, sprained her ankle and that was the end of
Tagline "Ride of a Lifetime". The Race has never disappointed me (except for one season in US) so expect more brutal and hard hitting challenges in the upcoming legs.
Brains, brawn or luck. Season 1 had Sandy & Francesca and Andrew & Syeon, Season 2 had Marc & Rovilson (It's still hard to forgive them for losing!), Season 3 had a few consistent teams but Season 4 will keep us guessing. The only team that stands out are Richard & Richard.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Disneyland Paris
After the parade most of us had already went off in different directions. I went with some of the girls into shops on Main Street and bought a Christmas decor and watched the tour manager purchase some crystal figurines. Somehow I bumped into JR and we went for 2 more rides - Indiana Jones (roller coaster!) and Phantom Manor (a ride around a haunted house). It was almost time to leave and I was still lining up to buy dinner so we practically ran to the car park.
Other places we went throughout the day:
Honey, I Shrunk The Audience (closed in May 2010) - 3D cinema
Moteurs - car stunt
Armageddon - special effects
And we head back to London the following day. Of course, I had the cold and it was sniffs the entire day :/
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Downtown Paris
Our last city as part of our Europe excursion - Paris. Kinda unfortunate we stayed in the outskirts of Paris so visiting the city at night wasn't a good idea. There was hardly any public transportation where we were staying too, so the nights were spent watching TV and utilizing the free Wifi connection =)
Arc de Triomphe. There was a time limit for our tour bus to stop at the roadside so we had like, 5 mins to run to this place, take pics and then run back.
And that was it. We went to Galeries Lafayette, and I spent some time looking for a I Love Paris t-shirt (finally got one at 10 euros) at a roadside stall. Went for dinner and gossiped a lot. Some got a lil drunk from the wine. We also celebrated birthdays for those born in September (Happy birthday Ah Foo!!) and then went back to the hotel and watched TV.
We had 2 plasma TVs in our suite!