Two hundred and ninety three

Currently listening to: 她的睫毛 by 周杰倫

As promised, here's a picture of Shifu and Po. I think Shifu looks a little odd. He has this weird-looking tiny smile on his face, which is so not Shifu (watch the movie if you haven't already). The manufacturers must have decided that he should have a smile on his face because he is a toy. I mean, you can't be selling frowning toys to little children. Actually you can, but better smiling toys than frowning ones I guess. Although, I would prefer a frowning Shifu. Because that is just how he is.

I broke the cycle

Currently listening to: Mazurka in C major, Op. 56, No. 2 by Chopin

I watched The Dark Knight on Saturday, and it was great. It was a little bit too long, especially with the multi-climaxes and anti-climaxes, but on the whole I liked it. Heath Ledger was awesome.

Yesterday, I watched You Don't Mess With The Zohan. It was the usual gross-funny kind of humour, but otherwise it was alright. On a certain level, I think that the Americans are starting to take a leaf out of Stephen Chow's brand of humour.

Speaking of Stephen Chow, I have been watching his movies for the past 4 days. One on each day. And all I can say so far is that Karen Mok totally stood out in God Of Cookery. Like, totally.

Sweet and sour pork

Currently listening to: Nothing

What are you supposed to do when, while having lunch with a friend, you meet a group of aunties who knows your friend, and, after exchanging pleasantries (between my friend and the aunties, while I just sit there and try to look decent), the aunties proceeded to talk among themselves, loudly I might add, referring to me as the "girlfriend"?

I consider myself very lucky that, at that very moment, I had my phone in my hands, having just finished fiddling with it, so I just kept at it, pretending that I didn't hear anything. And, when I finally put it away, I continued to pretend that I hadn't heard a thing, because I really didn't know how I should react to it. And I still don't. But, I guess, pretending that I didn't hear anything gives me an excuse for my non-reaction.

Oh, by the way, yes my friend is a guy. If he had been a girl, and they had referred to me as the "girlfriend", I would've found it easier to react to. Seriously.

Crowded

Currently listening to: Nothing

Yesterday night was the third time in 4 weeks that I was the sober driver. It's not that I mind being the sober driver. It's just that, after having gone out for 3 weeks in 4, it kinda gets to you, and you really want nothing more than to just sit down and hang out with friends. Except that all your friends are on the dance floor, not neccessarily high as a kite, but definitely not as sober as you are.

At least yesterday was much better than last week. Last week, there was absolutely too many people in the pub, making it almost impossible to even move about. Yesterday was just right, and even though I ended up people-watching for more than half of the time I was at the pub, I wasn't exactly bored to death, as I actually bumped into several friends (or rather, they bumped into me, since I was seated) whom I have not seen in a while. I mean, for the very first time, I bumped into a colleague from work. And, I actually had a bit of a decent conversation with Shortie.

Now, most of you would not know who Shortie is. Actually, I think none of you would know who Shortie is. Unless, the only one who knows is actually reading this. Anyway, Shortie is a friend of a friend whom I had the "privilege" to know back in 2006. I won't be going into any more details than this, but here's a bit of something for you to chew on. Whenever my friend talks to me about Shortie, he refers to him as his "playboy friend".

Tells you something doesn't it?

A treat

Currently listening to: Nothing

愛愛愛愛了幾回　也明白其中滋味
I understand how love is, having loved a few times

付出的從來不會等於收回
Sacrificing something does not mean that something will be gotten in return

我卻還在等待著　誰能出現
Yet, I am still waiting for someone to appear

傷傷傷傷了幾回　也曾經為愛憔悴
I have been in despair because of love, having hurt a few times

愛情裡好人總比壞人狼狽
In love, the good guys are always more pitiful than the bad guys

我卻還是學不會　狠心對誰
Yet, I still have not learnt how to be cruel to someone

男人男人　多希望你是好人
Man oh man, how I wish you are a good person

多希望用你的真　讓我不必再心疼
How I wish you would use your sincerity and not let me be hurt anymore

女人女人　我答應做個好人
Woman oh woman, I promise to be a good person

我答應用我一生　來換你的快樂一生
I promise to use my whole life in exchange for your life's happiness

一等再等　你就是我等的那個人
Waiting and waiting, you are the person I am waiting for

男人男人
Man oh man

女人女人
Woman oh woman

多麼希望你是對的人
How I wish that you are the right person

Recycle

Currently listening to: You Look Good Jack from Pirates Of The Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest

You know, I really do have a rather short temper. And a friend was right when he said that it is very easy to tell if I am happy or unhappy about things. All you have to do is just take one look at my face, and it's there for everyone to see, as clear as the day. Because I don't, and won't, hide it, or even attempt to hide it. Unless I absolutely have to.

That aside, I find that I have been bouncing around like a tennis ball on a tennis court for a rather long while now. On some days, I find myself bouncing on one side of the court, the side where I am perfectly content with the way things are at the moment, and am not wanting anything more than what I already have. The side where I do exactly what I want to do whenever I want to, and do not hope for anything in return. Let's call this the Good Side.

Then, on other days, I find myself bouncing on the other side of the court, the side where I am not content with the way things are at the moment, and am wanting something more than what I already have. The side where I stop and wonder if I should do the things that I want to do, and if I will get anything in return. Let's call this the Bad Side.

Obviously, I'd like to be on the Good Side as often as possible. The good thing is, it doesn't take a whole lot to bring me to the Good Side. It could be something really simple, and I'd be bouncing up and down on the Good Side all day long.

But, life being life, it is inevitable that I'd be on the Bad Side every now and then. The bad thing is, it doesn't take a whole lot to bring me to the Bad Side either. It could be something really simple, and I'd be bouncing up and down on the Bad Side, not necessarily all day long, but for a while, and you know how it is with bad things; it feels like an eternity when in reality, it has only been a second.

The worst part of it all, I think, is the fact that when I bounce on the Good Side, I don't think it has anything to do with me, but when I bounce on the Bad Side, I think that it has everything to do with me. Like, when I am on the Good Side, I feel that I have been really lucky and blessed, and that I have everyone else, except for myself, to thank for it, but when I am on the Bad Side, I feel that I am the cause of it all, and that I have only myself to blame.

I am currently resorting to applying a coupld of different attitudes, depending on the situation, whenever I am bouncing on the Bad Side. Say, if I am in a situation where things are happening in front of me and I don't particular appreciate it, I apply the "don't-see-don't-care" attitude. Or, if I am in a situation where things are not exactly happening in front of me, but is happening anyway, and I don't particularly appreciate it, I apply the "don't-think-don't-care" attitude.

More often than not, I use them together. Take yesterday for instance. I applied the "don't-see-don't-care" attitude, but in between, I also applied the "don't-think-don't-care" attitude. In this case, I call it the "don't-see-don't-care-don't-think" attitude.

Boost

Currently listening to: William Tell Overture

I've been looking at some pictures of a senior from high school, and it got me thinking about my early high school days. I would not have realised it then, but now, looking back, it is so obvious that I had been trying so hard, too hard, to be accepted by everyone in school. Especially my seniors. I may not have realised it myself, but I'm pretty sure they did. Which may explain why I was never able to get along with them as well as my other friends. Because I was trying to be someone else, instead of being myself. I was a pretender, something which I believe must have been barely tolerable by other people, and something which I have come to detest as the years passed by.

I will never be able to explain why I had behaved in such a way, except that I was young, immature, and naive. And suffered from extremely low self-esteem.

I have seriously, SERIOUSLY, come a long, long way.

Master Oogway

Currently listening to: Nothing

So. I looked back at my last 6 entries, and I realised that I started every one of them with the word 'I'. So, I decided to do things a little differently this time around and started this entry with the word 'so'. Although right after that, I went back to using the word 'I'. Heh.

Anyway, I really need to lay off the heels for a while. I'm not even talking about stiletto heels here; I'm talking about the normal ones. My poor, poor feet needs a break. I wish I could wear sports shoes to work. I actually did for a while, but I went back to heels because it seemed more appropriate. Good thing tomorrow is Casual Friday; I am so going to wear sports shoes to work.

Moving on. I sent in my permanent residency application on Monday (they received it on Tuesday). I got my renewed passport today (I sent the self-addressed courier bag on Monday).

Oh, and I bought Po (of Kungfu Panda fame) from McDonalds (Happy Meal toy) on Sunday. I plan to buy Chifu (also of Kungfu Panda fame) when it comes out next week. Then, I'm going to put them next to each other on display. I can already imagine how cool it is going to look. Maybe I'll take a picture of them and put it up here or something. We'll see.

Brat

Currently listening to: Nothing

I've just finished watching Pride And Prejudice, and there was this one shot of Elizabeth towards the end of the movie that I found to be extremely beautiful. It was only for a moment, but in that moment, she looked absolutely gorgeous, almost angelic. I found the entire plot of the movie very predictable, but it was enjoyable nonetheless. You could so tell that Mr Darcy was already in love with Elizabeth from the first moment he saw her, and I loved that.

Yesterday, I watched Raiders Of The Lost Ark and Walk The Line. Raiders Of The Lost Ark gave me the same feeling as Indiana Jones And The Temple Of Doom, while for Walk The Line, I loved the scene where the Drug Man came to John's house to sell him more drugs but was chased off by Papa and Mama Carter. I mean, they weren't related to him in any way, unless you want to count the fact that their daughter June loves him, but they still cared for him like he was one of their own. Such warmth. It is truly a gift.

The Palms

Currently listening to: Nothing

I knew it wasn't good news when I saw the envelope. I mean, what good can come out of an envelope with Ministry of Justice printed on the top left-hand corner? Nothing good, that's what. And so, I found out that I have until next week Thursday to pay an outstanding fine of $150. A fine that I had incurred in August of last year. A fine that I didn't even know I had incurred in the first place.

Good thing I didn't enter that newly-opened boutique today. Or the one that has only been opened for a few weeks and has already claimed close to $350 from my bank account.

Anyway, I've watched Step Up 2: The Streets, and I've got one word to describe the final dance sequence: AWESOME. In the words of Po (of Kungfu Panda fame), it was filled with awesome-ness.

I've also watched Indiana Jones And The Temple Of Doom, and like all movies filmed around the time this movie was filmed, the "special effects" made me laugh. They (as in the special effects) have seriously come a long, long way.