SPL SPL SPL SPL SPL SPL!

Mel and I went to Jurong Point to catch a movie, and decided on SPL. After our dinner at Fish & Co., we went into Harvey Norman and saw a pussy licking itself on the wide screen TVs.

Hmm. =P

Anyway, SPL! Spoilers ahoy from the movie bitch!

Omg, that's why sometimes I love Chinese movies. It's a gotta-watch: 4 1/2 stars out of 5. Remember, I don't give full stars because I don't believe in perfection.

So anyway, the reason why I love Chinese movies sometimes is that, some of them have meanings behind them. Ones unique to Chinese people only.

SPL a.k.a Si Puo Lang(direct translation: Rip.Tear.Wolf) sorta means an old saying about reading the stars; Qi Si, Puo Jun, Tan Lang. I only remember one line of Donnie Yen; Be thou a soldier, you will end with ill fate or something like that. That was when I know that Donnie's character will die in the show.

I know I prolly shouldn't post spoilers, but this is one of the best martial arts fighting movie I've seen in awhile, so pardon me for being so excited!

In my knowledge about movies, there was only 1 other movie in which all the good guys die, and it was interesting that Ren Da Hua was the lead in both. You know, the one where Ren Da Hua and his team were happily on their way to his girlfriend's restaurant to celebrate their triumph over the storyline's kingpin? They saw a bank robbery and stopped to help, but everyone died in the street shoot-out.

The scene ended with his girlfriend watching the news about the shoot-out in shock.

Sad, but realistic and acceptable. You can't expect the good guys to reign and all survive, right?

Yes, all the good guys in SPL died. The kingpin bad guy didn't. But something did happen. *Hint, hint.*

It mentions retribution and superstitions, and the plot carried it the way that you nod your head with understanding at the end of the show, but its not strong enough to overwhelm the whole story. Brava!

Now I understand Jasmine's infactuation with Donnie Yen. I mean, yea, I've always liked his movies, but man, SALTY GOODNESS! *Slurps*

I reckon I shouldn't mention too much about the storyline, but I must say this: Election has some depths, but SPL has more.

Also SPL's fighting scenes left me in more awe than Jackie Chan's movies. Jackie's movies has more creative moves, but nothing beats real Kung-Fu! The gory scenes made me cring more than I did while watching Land of the Dead.

Oh wait, did I mention the Crippler Hold and Tornado DDT? Lol. Watch it to find out!

*Giggles*

*Jumps onto a rooftop and makes an announcement*

People, I'm having a date with 2 of my favourite men in the whole world!

They're so cool and sweet, it's unbelievable.

They somehow made me feel like a young little blushing girl in love. *Giggles somemore*

I don't know... But everytime I see them, my spirits lift and my heart goes flippety-flop.

I can't really describe that feeling, you know? It's mostly something only girls will understand, but...

I... I think I'm in love. Oh my gawd.

Guys, I would like to introduce you to the 2 aforementioned men, Ben, and Jerry.



Mmm. Lol okay, bad joke.

*Giggles somemore due to the sugar high*

Anyway, today's the last day of my contract. Now I'm just waiting to see if I get a head's up for next month's short contract back at SIM again.

Here's the pics I took with 2 of my favourite people from work(this time they're real).
Alice and I:

Being pregnant really makes you glow. Not me, lah, my friend!

Ulma and I:

I was sleepy... Therefore too tired to put on any makeup. I look horrible, I know.

Gonna go rest up now, 'ta.


In my sky at twilight you are like a cloud
and your form and colour are the way I love them.
You are mine, mine, woman with sweet lips
and in your life my infinite dreams live.

The lamp of my soul dyes your feet,
the sour wine is sweeter on your lips,
oh reaper of my evening song,
how solitary dreams believe you to be mine!

You are mine, mine, I go shouting it to the afternoon's
wind, and the wind hauls on my widowed voice.
Huntress of the depth of my eyes, your plunder
stills your nocturnal regard as though it were water.

You are taken in the net of my music, my love,
and my nets of music are wide as the sky.
My soul is born on the shore of your eyes of mourning.
In your eyes of mourning the land of dreams begin.

- Pablo Neruda

Hrumpf.

All this pissing and moaning about the death penalty sentenced to Australian drug-smuggler whatshisname is making my bloody head explode.

How dare Australia challenge Singapore's sovereign rights? We're not the only country in the world, heck, not even the only death penalty serving country in South East Asia.

Last I heard, Hong Kong is still death-penalty free. Why not go there if the law-breaker did not want to die, when he smuggled close to 260 doses of heroin that may claim a hundred lives in a case of OD?

There's always the risk of getting caught up by the law when you commit a crime as heinous as this. The thought that one would think he could be spared somehow, made me shake my head and laughed the hell out.

Sure, if I had to commit a crime because I owe loansharks money(even tho THAT is also my own fault), and I end up getting a death penalty for it, which is much more worst than fessing up to the cops about the loansharks, I'll look for any ways possible to weasel my way out of it. It's only human nature.

But laws are not to be ignored. If we show leniency towards this case, who's to say Singapore won't have more and more drug smugglers coming in thru transit, or selling them in Singapore?

Singaporeans will fall to harm then, and sooner or later, we'll blame it all on Australia, who subtly used trade sanctions and PR relations to get their citizen off the hook.

All it'll take is just 1 case of leniency, and we'll be set for our downfall. I may be exaggerating, but it's a very high possibility.

I just really, really hope the Singapore government will say, "To hell to what they want!" and carry out the case as our laws justified.

I'm not even going to comment about Dr Chee-Bye(you know who). Lol.

Uff! Hormones overload!

I kept crying these couple of days.

I cried when Mel booked in, when he's been doing that for the past 4months and I'd got used to it a couple of months ago.

I cried a few minutes ago thinking about Eddie Guerrero's untimely death.

Sad songs and poems on death flooded my mind, and I didn't know why.

Damn the woman cycle! -Goes off to surf the Net a lil more before finishing up and knocking off- *Sighs and pouts*

Spoilers ahoy!

Just came back from watching Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.

I was really excited when we sat down in the theatre, because we were a little late as we got caught up with the purchases at Giordano. Got the 3/4 Capri jeans I wanted. :D

So anyway, since it'd only screened yesterday, I'll not divulge too much info(even though I'm not sure if anyone reads my blog anymore), but let's just say I haven't the foggiest idea why the villian was so obvious in the story.

Still, I loved all the British talk, it was bloody briliant lol, the dragon bit was awesome, and seeing Hermone seemingly liking both Ron and Harry was interesting to say the least. Well, at least that's what I thought. I haven't got the time to borrow and read the Harry Potter books from my nieces.

What boggled me was that Harry saw Luis as the follower of the Dark Lord, and still, he was apparently not apprehended since Dracoy was at the sermon thingy for Cedrick.

Nonetheless, the show's wonderful. Can't wait till Narnda and King Kong to screen, and my quota for yearly movies watching will be completed :D.

Now I simply hope my pay day will come soon, since I spent $100 today on the jeans, 10 PEZ dispensers(hehe), accessories, comics, magazines, and everything else :P. The future of my driving lessons fund is looking bleak.

(The following entry has been edited in consideration for my Christian friends.)
Anyway, Mel got pestered chatted up by a couple of Christians before the movie, talking about some Christmas gospel thing they were going to hold. I merely snorted and went off to Kinokuniya, leaving Mel to his own devices. *Evil grin*

They should be happy they didn't talk to me. Sure, if they met Jeremy, it'll had been worse. He'll prolly tell them he's a Satanist or something lol.

Let's just say I had a Christian guy who knocked on my door once upon a time, and apparently it spurred my interest to read a Bible. And no, before you ask me, I have no idea what edition or whatever it was. I just knew it was a Bible.

So yea, as I was saying, the reading of the Bible(which was quite a bit, mind you) totally broke me off from the idea of converting. Ironic, huh? To me, Jesus is full of himself, that or the people who wrote the Bible were a lil overzealous someone I don't think I would want to follow.

No offence to the Christians out there; I find most Christians very nice people to be friends with, as long as they're not prattling about their religion all the time. My favourite colleague from work, Alice, is a Christian as well.

It's just that I hate the fact that some of them will nicely urge you to embrace the Lord. I believe in religion freedom, so I hate it when they go on and on even when you tell them right off the bat, that you are not interested in converting.

I mean, I'm not Anti-Christ or any shit like that, tho I did fancied myself as one, back in the days. I'm not even a devoted Buddhist; I bring beef home to eat(Shame, shame, shame on me, I know.). Who knows, 1 year, 5 years, or 10 years down the road, you might see me celebrating Hanukkah or saying "Hail Mary"s.

I just don't like people who come into my face and tell me that I'm a sinner from birth, since births come from the act of sexual intercourse, when Buddhism believes in Ren Zhi Chu, Xing Ben Shan.

I also dislike the idea of people slapping onto me that my own God basically don't exist, because theirs saved the world, yada yada blah blah.

Although I don't really believe every word in the Bible, some of the passage rings true. In fact, if I had not faced such uncomfortable encounters with overzealous Christians who freaked me out and pissed me off, I might have converted long ago.

Tho I think I'll prefer being a Catholic. *Shrugs*

Bah, enough religious talk. Don't wanna get sued or something. Gotta go make the best use of the rest of the night before I retire to bed. Nighty night.

My heart goes out to Eddie Guerrero's loved ones.

My heart clenched and my tears flowed like the Nile.



Viva La Raza, Eddie.

You will always be in my heart as one of my favourite WWE Superstars.

Puedale encuentra la paz en el reino del Cielo.

When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high piled books, in charact'ry,
Hold like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain;
When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour!
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love! - then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till Love and Fame to nothingness do sink.


I lie. I cheat. I steal.
- Eddie Guerrero, 1967 - 2005.

IIt's boring as hell down here!

Work's pretty slack in the exams/OU departments, so I decided to blog a little. I mean, most of them are either chatting on MSN or surfing the Net, so why the hell not? Lol.

My contract's supposed to end this Friday(Boo hoo), but I got extended for another week to help out at the neighbouring department.

The other temp staff who thought and said she does more work than me, was not extended.

Woo hoo!

Alright. Moving on from the gloating, I've decided to take driving lessons. There's no way in hell that I would be able to pay the full amount. I mean, I may not be so much of a girly girl, but a girl still has to shop a little!

I would be forking out about $500-$600 to dump in for the lessons, and deposit again after Chinese New Year.

Last week, I tried driving Mel's mum's Toyota Camry in the carpark, and let's just say I was worried when I gradually step off the brake, and I was near panicking when I stepped on the accelerator to move at a speed of, oh, 10km/h.

Jen and cars are very un-mixy things. She knows how to appreciate fine cars and sit prettily in one, but that's all.

That's why I know for a fact that I'll need at least $2000 to get my driving license lol.

Bleah, I think I'll leaving that topic alone, or at least until I start taking lessons.

Anyway, today's one of those days I get into a "mood" and lament/mourn for my future. No more overseas college and exploring for this girl, no no, not for Jen.

Sigh. Life is t3h 5ucK5.

Wow.

I went out of Mel's room for a bit, and when I heard hip hop music playing in the computer room, I went to ask Jeremy if he was playing it, but I realised his com wasn't on.

Melvin's mum.was.playing.hip.hop.music.on.her.computer.

WOW @_@.

And that song's pretty cool too. Soddin' hell. Here I am, stuck with his chinese songs because I didn't bring along my hard disk drive, and his MUM is playing great music!

Whatever happened to her chinese karaoke songs?!

Let's just hope we'll be out to dbl-o tonight before I go bug-shagging crazy without listening to my '70s & '80s rock/rock and roll songs by Beatles, Earth, Wind and Fire, Little Richard, Diamond Rio, ACDC... While her mum is currently listening to hiphop.


Okay, I feel old :(

BLEAH.

I'd just woke up half an hour ago and my boyfriend walked in with some suspicious looking tanned meat and asked me to try it.

I chewed on a small bit and realised it taste a little like a Chinese version of beef jerky. Beef jerky, yea ok for me, but Chinese version? Not so much.

"You're eating kangaroo meat."

BLEAH~~~~

Thank gawd I didn't swallow.

I may be an appreciator(?) of fine food, but as far as meat goes, I'll draw the line at alligator/crocodile and deer meat, thanks.

Had a goddamned early night yesterday; slept at 10pm. I haven't slept at that hour even when I was sick! I guess it does a girl good when her beloved laptop isn't around. =P

Bored, bored, bored... Movie? Shopping for clothes? Shopping for figurines? All?

Or slack off and idle around for the weekend, again?

Bleah...

=)

I'm reading Shakespeare's The Tempest nowadays, and I guess tonight my inner poet wants to come out and play.

Here's some of the poems/acts I love. Hope those of you who read my blog will enjoy ;) They're pretty long... So I'll start with one of my absolute favourites, Report of Health by John Updike. It's simply so raw... So passionate.

Enjoy.

I am alone tonight.

The wrong I have done you

sits like a sore beneath my thumb,

burns like a boil on my heart's left side.

I am unwell.

My viscera, long clenched in love if you,

have undergone a detested relaxation.

There is, withing, a ghostly maze

of phantom tubes and nodules where

those citizens, our passions, flit; and here

like sunlight passing from a pattern of streets,

I feel your bright love leaving.

2

Another night. Today I am told,

dear friend, by another,

you seem happy and well.

Nothing could hurt me more.

How dare you be happy, you,

shaped so precisely for me,

my cup and my mirror -

how dare you disdain to betray,

by some disarray of your hair,

my being torn from you?

I would rather believe

that you knew your friend would come to me,

and so seemed well-"not a hair out of place"-

like an actress blindly hurling a pose

into the fascinated darkness.

As for me, you are still the eyes of the air.

I travel from point to point in your presence.

Each unattended gesture hopes to catch your eye.

3

I may not write again. My voice

goes nowhere. Dear friend,

don't let me heal. Don't

worry, I am well.

I am happy

to dwell in a world whose Hell I will:

the doorway hints at your ghost

and a tiger pounces on my heart;

the lilac bush is a devil

inviting me into your hair.

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I by Pablo Neruda

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.

Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.

Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day

I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,

your hands the color of a savage harvest,

hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,

I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,

the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,

I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,

hunting for you, for your hot heart,

like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.

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"Strange fits of passion have I known, and I will dare to tell,

But in the lover's ear alone, what once to me befell."

--William Wordsworth

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On death, by John Keats

Can death be sleep, when life is but a dream,

And scenes of bliss pass as a phantom by?

The transient pleasures as a vision seem,

And yet we think the greatest pain's to die.

How strange it is that man on earth should roam,

And lead a life of woe, but not forsake

His rugged path; nor dare he view alone

His future doom which is but to awake.

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(Macbeth Act V, Scene V)

She should have died hereafter;

There would have been a time for such a word.

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day

To the last syllable of recorded time,

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

The way to dusty death.

Out, out, brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage

And then is heard no more: it is a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing.

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Caliban, The Tempest Act III, Scene II

--Be not afraid; the isle is full of noises,

Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.

Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments

Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices

That, if I then had waked after long sleep,

Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming,

The clouds methought would open and show riches

Ready to drop upon me that, when I wak'd,

I cried to dream again.

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Lol... =X Got carried away. Gotta love Keats, Yeats, Wordsworth, Blake, Neruda and Shakespeare etc ;)

If you guys have got great poetry books or poems to introduce to me, do leave a message in my tagboard! I'm off to read again. 'Ta.

Quote of the night:

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

Pfft.

Gawd, I'm so tired out.

After a wonderful week filled with holidays in the middle and whatnot, plus with more than 1/2 of the office empty during working days, I've slacked terribly. :P

Was up till late using the laptop on Thurs, but I managed to drag my lazy ass to Cine to watch The Legend of Zorro with Mel and went to Double-O after that.

Legend of Zorro isn't bad... I'm not entirely "wow-ed" by the show, but with a fascination for the 19th century, what with their corsets, gentlemen(even tho I much preferred Victorians) and the cute horse named Tornado, I'd found myself enjoying the movie.

So anyway, we went to Double-O afterwards to meet up with Mel's campmates. True, I've always loved the atmosphere there, but can I say b-o-r-i-n-g? First, I was in my office top, and even tho I find the top pretty hot, it wasn't what I had in mind.

Plus, the R&B totally suck. I'd rather go to Chinablack for that, or Zouk for the house, or MU for techno or something. Only their Saturday's retro nights are worth the icky Bacardi they serve there.

And dancing infront of the speakers, numbing my eardrums out? Not exactly fun-inducing after an hour or so. Lol.

I'd really wanted to have fun despite of the situation, and settled for a little bump and grind dancing with my bf since there's nothing much to dance to R&B. And what had I got? Funny looks because no one else was dancing that way. *Rolls eyes*

No fun for Jen Jen, no no.

*Sigh* Another short day tomorrow and a full work week will come again :( Only the thought of my payday on the 15th comforts me.

I'm not even sure if I wanna save for driving lessons anymore. I barely gotten my pay for 2 days and I'd spent $100 with nothing but a $20 bag to show for it.

Bleah.

HA, HA, HAHAHAHA!

*Laughs like a cackling, hunched-back old witch stirring green bubbling goo in her cauldron*

I KNEW I had something to blog about, but intense hunger(I haven't had my dinner) and constant excitement made it slip my mind.

PAY DAY, PAY DAY! MUAHAHAHA!

I've finally gotten my pay! *Waves her money and does her "Dance of Capitalism"* It's much more than what I'd calculated, and I'm glad. I can just imagine what I'm gonna buy and do! xD

Even the thought of saving them all for my college fund brings a smile to my face, tho I do want to hear the canorous sound of dollar notes in my hands before I save them all up.

Alright alright. Better not make you guys suffer from ennui with all my talk about money. But then, in a volte-face from a quixotic, wide-eyed girl who probably would rather survive on love and romance, it has been quite a vicissitude huh? Guess I've learnt my lesson afterall.

Now, onto the mission of spending my well-earned money! I'll update sometime soon ;)

Aww~

I was on the bus after work and passed by the Canadian International School, and aww, all the kiddos were so adorable!

Apparently they were celebrating Hallow's Eve early, so I saw little witches and their stereotype pointy hats and a particularly adorable red little pirate boy, with the frills and whatsnot.

Aww...

Too bad I most probably won't be able to go to a Halloween party since it's on Monday. 'Sides, I wanted to go as a female Night Elf, but I don't really have the figure for tights lol.

*Yawns* I hate the process of recovering from sickness. Still stuck with the bloody antibiotics and my back is all achy.

*Daydreams about James Marsters again* Ya know, apparently that's all I've been doing this year. At home, it's either eat, shower, sleep, reading BtVS/Angel fanfics or thinking about James Marsters.

Point of fact, my nearsighted-ness has worsened over the constant use of my laptop. Boo hoo! At least I'll be getting contact lenses this time ;)

I've officially gone blood shaggin' mad! (Hmm, I kinda realised I sound a lil like Austin Powers.)

Do I make you horny? Randy? Do I make you horny, baby, yeah, do I? What say, you, we go out on the down and swing, baby? Yea baby yea~!

*Toothy grin*

Can you believe it? I'm sick!

Bleah! It's been awhile since I got caught with fever, and this time I don't even know why.

I was okay in the morning, I even went to bed at 1am yesterday night(which is actually a vast improvement) and the fever didn't hit me until lunch time.

My body started aching like a horde of elephants had just ran me over, and I started shivering when I got back into the office.

Probably all because of that little drizzle during lunch time. And I was using a brolly!

Ended up taking a taxi back at 2pm. Just went to see the doc. Medicines.. Bleah.

I've got a MC for both today and tomorrow, and as tempted as I am to rest at home tomorrow, I kinda need the money since I've decided to save up for driving lessons =P

Yes, driving lessons! The terror..! I'm not so sure tho; I always get slight panic attacks when I test-drive for a bit, and the car always lurchs forward. Or maybe I panicked because the Honda Odyssey is a little too big for a newbie. Idk.

It'll be damn convenient if I have a license tho... I'll be able to drive Mel's car around when he's too lazy to do so.

Choices, choices. Mehh. Don't wanna use the brains too much right now, they're kinda burning up.

Oh why didn't I get sick tomorrow? ;P I'll update soon... K thx bye~

Yay

I've finished my Cruel Intentions and Gladiator download. That's a staggering 14 movies for me to watch at my own pace... Lol.

Was slightly late to arrive at the office today... But heck, like I give a damn. Tomorrow's Wednesday already; mid of the week and I'm loving it! Friday will arrive in a flash... :D~

I've developed a love for retro; '70s Rock n Roll/Rock this year... I'm TOTALLY addicted to Little Richard, Billy Idol, ACDC, Diamond Rio, even the Ramones, baby!

They're awesome. Makes me wanna be borned in that era... No, wait, I don't. Then I'll be too old now *scrunches up nose and frown*

Sigh... Bored.

@_@

Had my new baby niece's "full month" celebration earlier on... Booze, red wine and whiskey were broken out early, so I did drank my fair share.

*Burp*

Didn't drink much; did drink enough to feel soporific but I doubt I'll sleep early due to the allure of the laptop xD

My house was FILLED with people, 1/3 of em China, 1/3 of em old people, and the remaining 1/3 were relatives. Eileen, Jasmine and her bf Kenny, and I hid in our usual "sanctuary" place: My room.

My room's always for my cousins and the kids and my sis during family occasions or Chinese New Year. We'll always just lie on the bed or sit around to chat when we want to escape the noisy kids lol. It was fun. We basically played Dai Dee throughout the night before they had to leave.

Sigh... I wanna download Angel: The Series Season 2... But my connection's wooky here since I basically steal the Net with my wireless lan card =P so I'll have to get the season when I'm over at Mel's.

I have no idea why I'd rather download another season of a TV show than watch the accumulating amount of VCDs I've bought.

Lemme see... There's Mob Sister, Time Machine, Royal Tramp II(Lu Ding Ji), Possession, Casablanca, Miss Congeniality 1 & 2...

And I have Drum Line, Into the Blue, and Constantine on my laptop that I have not watch yet.

That should be all for now =X. Stupid Cash Converter just next to my block, and all the TS shops around!

Not to mention the fact that I'm currently reading Culture & Society In Britain 1850-1890, and Shakespeare: The Tempest right now; I'll never find time to watch my VCDs! =(

Blah I'm SO drowsy and achy right now... I slept at like, 4am last night and woke up at 7, but I really hate this lack of time for my hobbies and entertainment that I usually force myself to stay up till 1am+ in the morning.

Thank gawd I don't really have eyebags but my dark circles are HORRENDOUS. *Inner struggle* Blah... Guess I'll just have to stay up a bit more to see if my mind reigns over my body or vice versa.

6 more days to payday... Wee!

Election.

:O

Went to Cineleisure today with Mel to collect my Coca-Cola trexi doll from the Cineshop after some yummy Mayim noodles from West Mall...

Got myself the Miss Congeniality 1&2 VCDs I wanted too xD Yay!

We then decided to watch "Election" (Hei She Hui) and, what can I say? It didn't get nominated for 11 awards for nothing.



Eh, nice okay!

Not too much gory, and the fight scenes were pretty awesome, especially the one where Fei Ji aka Zhang Jia Hui fought off 5-6 men and pressed a knife on a guy's back, before he slowly stabbed it in.

I simply love movies that portray lives that we seldom get to see. In my impression(I couldn't find information about the movie on the net), the movie is based in the 60's-80's, mainly involving "society" politics and knife fights instead of guns.

There was no gun fights... Refreshing, but it took that bit of edge off the movie too. Which bigshot leaders won't carry a gun for self-defense?

I loved both the Jia Huis; Liang Jia Hui and Zhang Jia Hui. Superb acting! Not to mention cute xD Loved some of the characters like Tung Kun, the loyal fat guy who kept quoting the rules, Soo, fat Teng, and Fei Ji.

The irony that Ren Da Hua acted as Gu Wa Zai's leader and Liang Jia Hui acted as a Taiwan Triad boss before, was not lost on me, but I think they could hardly find anyone else better for the roles.

It was quite obvious that when it was revealed that there was a undercover cop, Louis Koo sprang straight into mind. And the fact that Ah Le, the elected chairman did the killing by himself, was mind-boggling.

I mean, yea, Da D was too greedy for his own good, but the point that Ah Le seems to move about with no bodyguards and killing Da D on the spot when he was such a smart person? I was flummoxed.

If not for those sodding groups and organisations that will protest, I wish the movie ended with a bang. Just like 1 TV movie a few years ago; Ren Da Hua was in it too, but he was a cop, and he and his team got killed in a guns shootout in the streets. All of em.

When the girlfriend was staring at the TV screen in shock, the credits rolled. Totally sweet!

So yea, the typical speech by 1 ex-triad member talking about how he regreted joining the gang, and how the last scene was that of a wire fence(aka meaning that you'll never escape the law) was a little anticlimatic for a wonderful show like this.

People nowadays :( They protest and complain about everything!

*Sigh* Anyway, I can't believe it's Sunday already. Weekends pass so fast~ Haveta go to work in a little more than 24 hours' time... Blah.


Thou Art Indeed Just...
Justus quidem tu es, Domine, si disputem tecum; verumtamen justa loquar ad te: Quare via impiorium prosperatur?

Thou art indeed just, Lord, if I contend
With thee; but, sir, so what I plead is just.
Why do sinners' ways prosper? and why must
Disappointment all I endeavour end?

Wert thou my enemy, O thou my friend,
How wouldst thou worse, I wonder, than thou dost
Defeat, thwart me? Oh, the sots and thralls of lust
Do in spare hours more thrive than I that spend,

Sir, life upon thy cause. See, banks and brakes
Now, leaved how thick! laced they are again
With fretty chervil, look, and fresh wind shakes

Them; birds build-but not I build; no, but strain,
Time's eunuch, and not breed one work that wakes.
Mine, O thou lord of life, send my roots rain.

- Gerard Manley Hopkins

Bloody hell...

My day was bad rotten. It still is. I typed out a whole chunk of blog just now and it disappeared because I lost my connection. :(~

After a tiring and lousy day at the office, I decided to take the free bus all the way to it's final stop, Far East Plaza so I could go buy the Spiderman vs Venom figurine my boyfriend wanted.

Yep, it's rather darn far from Cineleisure but I had time, so I trodded on.

10 minutes and 2 cigarettes later, I finally reached Cine before I realised I'd forgot where the shop was. I went up to the 5th, 6th, 7th and 8th floor repeatedly like a fool before I found it on the 4th lol.

I strolled purposefully towards the Cineshop, and asked to buy the figurine. Man, I got that girl surprised, seeing another girl walk in and asking to buy a $350 figurine within 10seconds. She was all "wow" and "whew" and almost dropped the statue when she took it out of the cabinet -.-

Somehow, they did not think of getting big plastic bags ready for the customers who might buy their displays in big-assed boxes. I mean, whatever do you price them for then?

I wasted 30minutes standing like a bloody overgrown child waiting to buy her Christmas present and they got me a lousy TRANSPARENT PLASTIC BAG! It's the giant version of the clear bags you use for candies, ya know?

All for this thing that costs me 1/3 of my monthly pay =( :


Thank goodness the money ain't mine.

So anyway, the bag naturally has no holes for me to grab through, so they spent another 15minutes searching for ROPES. Sodding gits.

The girl and manager finally returned with some pink raffle rope, and those tiny plasticy clear string and started to tie my box up. I could only stare in horror as they tied it into a cake like thing and even used the raffles to make 2 "handles" for me to hold on to.

What the hell.

They obviously won't hold; I didn't know what the manager was thinking about, so I decided to hail a cab home. When I'd eventually struggled to B1 through the crowd, the freaking ATM machines would only dispense $50 notes. (Yes, I'm poor, whatever do you want?!)

Blardy hell!!!

Pissed off, I headed straight for Somerset MRT station without thinking of finding another ATM machine.

People kept staring at me while I grunted, sweated, staggered and carried the box in both hands while struggling to keep my bag on my shoulder. Looked like a bloody fool was what I did =(.

On the escalator down to the station, some skaterboy/punk wannabes snickered at me, whispering that I couldn't afford a proper carrier.

I almost snarled at them, wanted to rip them apart with claws if I had em, but on deciding that they were just jealous they couldn't afford a Marvel collectible while a girly girl could, and that I am a self-sufficient woman of substance, I ignored them.

When the torturous journey was coming to an end, I heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that my bad luck is over for the night.

But no no, whoever the Powers That Be are, they thought I deserved more.

The ropes freaking SNAPPED!

ROAR!!!!!!!!

I almost screamed out in protest and I bet the heavens were laughing. Bastards Meanies. They sure have a wry sense of humor.

*Takes a look at the box with heavy eyes and shakes her head* Sigh. Whatever possessed me to collect it today? Must be bugs.

Oh well. I'ma go surf the Net and make use of my practically non-existent free time. Will show you my story of "A Glimpse of a day into Batman's life" soon. ;)


"'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
And for that name which is no part of thee
Take all myself."

Thank gawd.

The bugs in the posting a few days ago got on my nerves so I hadn't blogged since, even tho I did have quite a bit of things to talk about.

Went shopping for figurines at China Square last Saturday with Mel... As usual, there was no BtVS stuff for me, but I did get a Venom figurine for him and 6 PEZ dispensers for myself xD.

Deciding to keep the cost low, he treated me to Sushi Tei as my birthday dinner and we watched The Myth later at Cineleisure with our friends.

Yes, I know. Boring. But I wasn't in the mood for a big celebration as we quarreled earlier that day, and he nearly broke up with me the day before.

Anyhoo, I thought I would be able to be perked up on the 2nd, what with going to Escape with my god-bro and friends. I even got up early as they wanted and reached Pasir Ris at 11.30.

It turned out that only my god-bro arrived and after his treat of yummy Swensen's ice cream meal (4 sundaes, mind you! We almost couldn't keep them down.) and waiting for like, 1hour+, did the first couple arrived at 2.15pm.

Yes... The earliest arrival was late by 3hours. Some were still at home.

I was upset, definitely, but I didn't want to show it to Alan since he helped me plan and waited along with me. I was actually forced onto the cab by him because he feels that I should go have fun with my boyfriend since the friends were so "buay steady".

It wasn't so funny when after reaching my bf's house, I received a call from Alan that they have all met up and some of them wanted to make it up to me by going to the Kbox at AMK. Begrudgingly, I went and we sang from 8.30-11.30pm.

Frankly, if not for my god-bro, I don't think I would want to go. I'd rather spend some quality quiet time by myself and enjoy my birthday in peaceful solance.

Maybe I shouldn't have told Vincent that I wasn't celebrating my birthday and jio them for a tour around Singapore in our cars. It might have been fun with all the ideas they have.

All in all, my 20th birthday celebration was boring still rather alright.

Moving on to newer and happier subjects, I've found a job.

Yes, A JOB!!!11!!!1!!ONEONE!!1! *Throws confetti*

Yup, sure is time. Now I'm working at SIM(Singapore Institute of Management?) as an admin or sorts. Not sure. Just an office job in the exams department. Their Psychology and English courses certainly look interesting, but I'm getting VERY sick of the photocopier machine.

Thank gawd for the $7/hour and the 1.5x OT pay after 5.30pm. Not bad for a temp job. MUCH better than the one at LTA, though the workload at LTA is easy peasy compared to SIM.

Let's just hope what was told to me over the phone was true and the contract wouldn't come out otherwise.

Well, then. Time to surf the Net for a bit more and retire to bed.


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Houston, we have lift off. Jennifer Lim's boring life has officially launched into orbit.

Happy Birthday to Me!

• Happy birthday to me,
• Happy birthday to me~
• Happy 20th birthday,
• Happy birthday to me.