Sunday, March 29, 2009

Where One Can Live Without The Other

It is said that a man lives only for his woman, but that a woman will live only for her child once she has one. When she goes, he cannot find the will to live on, but yet continues to do so because duty to the child demands it. And somehow, he does live on, but he is just a shadow of his former self.

Yet if he goes, she recovers faster, because the main purpose in life has shifted. This is why men usually go first.

I think, thats how it goes. Food for thought, huh.

Legend Of Crap

The legend of chun li was a complete waste of time. Im glad I downloaded it so I could skip the boring parts of the movie. Normally those scenes would be people talking ultra predictable shit, but instead I found myself skipping the fight scenes. Thats how you know its bad.

The acting was horrendous, the plot was ... oh sorry, there was no plot. These days, a girl growing up trying to find her kidnapped father doesnt count as a plot. I could write a script about pink monkeys talking in indian fighting robots and itd be more interesting than this.

Vega died in 30 seconds (its not a spoiler, hes a bad guy, so we all know he'll die. The only question was how and how long it would take) , and chun li could do hadoukens, which were really really cheap looking.

I can see why Life! rated it 1/10.

Friday, March 27, 2009

Woah!

I think maybe Ive come along to admitting why I abhor him so. Hes like a shadow of my former self. Hes every bit as obstinate, egoistical, obnoxious as I was. He cant shut up. He says things that inadvertently hurt some people.

What I hate the most, is that how much I hate him is a measure of how much people used to hate ME. Maybe hate is too strong a word. But man, its like the past keeps rubbing salt into your wounds.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Divinity

I love it when I do somethings without half knowing why I do it, like buying an itouch on impulse, then finding out later in life how certain pieces fit together like your proverbial jigsaw puzzle (I now use it to trade my markets during nights out).

It really glues together the spiritualist view that I have of life that everything that happens does indeed happen for a reason that will ALWAYS benefit you, even losing an organ. Always. The beauty is that you only see it sometime later, if youre receptive and perceptive enough. It may be weeks, months or years, but when it does happen to you, and you see the lesson youve learnt, you know youve reached a milestone in your spiritual/character development.

Its so well planned that I cant believe there isnt a higher power out there juggling everything.

Sunday, March 8, 2009

It's Just A Little Getting Used To

Its been a long time since I spent a night at jens. I got a taste of her awesome hospitality when I got to sleep on the floor ;p but no la, I was the one who suggested it cuz she prolly didnt have any mattress lying around.

The thing about NS is, it doesnt toughen you up the way that you think. It just lets you get used to things. You get used to sleeping on mud. You get used to sleeping inside of decrepit haunted buildings. You get used to all the shit and then, when you sleep on a laquered hardwood floor, things arnt really so bad. Youre not any tougher, its just that in comparison, youre better off. Maybe you translate this as being tougher, but somehow, it doesnt feel the same.

Hmm.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Movie Goers That Suck

I just realised that Im starting to hate going to the movies because of some terribly annoying people that always seem to follow me wherever the fuck I go.

These people are, in no particular order of irritation:
1.) Those who just DONT GET IT. They ask their friends sitting beside them "Why did he do that?" or "How did he decipher the code? I dont understand." The weird pattern I kinda notice is that somehow these group of people always have a high pitched, whiny voice that makes you want to tie them to the back of a car going at 140km/hr.

2.) Those that have never seen special effects before. These include mostly elderly women. They go "tsk tsk tsk" or "aiyoooooh" when big things explode, or when they see anything that dazzles their dull minds.

3.) The detectives. These are usually guys looking to impress their dates with their less then average intelligence. They go "Ohh I know why he do that already. You want to know why?, then starts to grin broadly like a retard. What pisses me off even more is that these little shits think theyre the only ones who get it, when itd be tough to find anyone in the cinema who DIDNT.

Of course we have people more into the physical nature of cinematic disturbances, like shaking your chair for whatever reason (ahem), or battling for armrest territory. But these are kinda common and have been around for a much longer time, so Im not gonna dwell on that.



Moral of the Story: Download your movies.