Bwaaaaaaaaah…
My team have LOST!
Bwaaaaaaaaah…
Penalty kicks suck b*lls!
What the hell got into Zidane???
Bwaaaaaaaaah…
I’m mourning.
Bwaaaaaaaaah…
Why did whatshisface miss the goal?
Bwaaaaaaaaah…
Why, oh, why, oh, WHY???
BWAAAAAAAAAH…
I’m gonna go now and console myself with some ice cream.
And chocolate.
And maybe even some lager.
And…
Bwaaaaaaaaah…
I’ve made up my mind.
I’m gonna work at home tomorrow (Ya eyalah sabtu getoooo)
I think I’ve put up with enough fruitless days at work this week where I’ve
voluntarily had my brain boiled because of the heat. I could no longer tell the
difference between an academic article to publish and my own blog.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not whinging about the heat.
I love sunny days! Oh, I do, I do.
What was I complaining about?
Oh, yes.
I just don’t get the reasoning behind the mystery of why there are only a
few air cons installed inside any buildings in my complex.
Why, oh, why, oh, why?
I reckon it’s because the Kampoong are deeply in love with their “winter”. Or
perhaps too much sun and high temperature are bad for them.
And maybe they think their warm beer doesn’t go well with
air con-ed rooms.
Whatever.
I’m sure there is a plausible explanation for this ridiculous phenomenon.
Anyway…
Tomorrow is Saturday.
Yes!
For the first time in months, I’m gonna spend this coming weekend at home.
Yup, you got that right.
No paper, no travelling.
Nothing.
Not fun?
WRONG!
Let’s review my itinerary for the weekend.
Friday
Morning - working at 14th floor
Afternoon - working at 14th floor
Late afternoon - groceries shopping
Evening – watching movies, making phone calls
Saturday
Morning - sleeping
Before noon - possible time of waking up
Afternoon - going to the open market to buy fresh fruit and vegs
Late afternoon - some mates from Rumbai coming over
Evening - anything could happen with those mates of mine around
Sunday
Morning - sleeping and very likely suffering from a hangover
Noon - waking up everybody including myself
Afternoon - forcing my mates to help me clean up the room
Late afternoon - having a barbeque at the front lawn (weather permitting)
Evening - cheering up for France
Later in the evening - celebrating France’s World Cup victory
Much later in the evening - whining about the soon-to-come Monday
I’ve got everything planned, haven’t I?
And don’t worry, I’ve prepared enuf flexibility in my vertebrae and mood
stability just in case Les Bleus lose, though I doubt that I
will need it.
Ze French will win!
Neat.
Hey, you know what? Making lists is fun!
Cheerio!
I’m tired of
people who keep trying to include me in their lives.
As if I haven’t got
enough on my plate.
As if I care.
I’m fed up with pretending to be a
good person.
I don’t mind being not heard.
I’m not that good a listener
either.
I’m bored with catching up and putting pieces together.
I’m sick
of being thought as someone who knows everything.
Well, I don’t know
everything.
In fact, I might know nothing.
I like surprises.
But I
don’t like being horrifyingly surprised.
People shouldn’t bother to
recruit me in the later stage if I wasn’t invited on the first place.
Go
ahead.
Move fucking
on.
But leave me out of it.
Isolate me from everything.
Oh yes,
I’ve got such a foul mood today.
But do let me know if there’s someone who
takes everything and everyone all into one’s life and still manages to keep
one’s sanity.
I
hate it when I am down, when I feel nothing could ever make me feel better.. .
At the moment I just feel that everything around me is falling down and I can
do
nothing to stop it, it’s so depressing 
I think no one ever can be more optimistic than me, I just prefer to keep
joking
and making people laugh, maybe just to cover up the seeds of sadness deep
inside of me.
I don’t like to start complaining about it because it’s only will make
me feel worst and for sure will make the one who I’m complaining to hopeless or
maybe will commit a bad things.
I always keep a wide smile on my mouth, but sometimes I feel that I am lifting
mountains of depression on my chest.
Wondering why?
My keyboard will run out of alphabets if I answered that question!
MAY GOD HELP ME!
Then I Believe A Man Can Fly…and more!
After seeing the movie twice I’m glad to admit that Brandon Routh is my new Clark Kent/Superman.
It’s true that nobody can beat Christopher Reeves when it comes to brining life to the Man of Steel on screen. But Brandon did an amazing job of matching up to him. He met all my expectations when it comes to playing Superman. From the tone of his voice to his posture, Brandon is the Superman of our generation. He even pulled off Clark Kent really well. The way he smiles, that nervous timbre in his voice, the frequent raising of the eyebrows, it’s all there and I loved it!
The rest of the cast also delivered really well. Kate Bosworth worked as Lois Lane. Sam Huntington was the dorky Jimmy Olsen that we all know. But the best performance in the whole film is definitely Kevin Spacey’s Lex Luthor! While Gene Hackman’s Lex was amusing to watch, he was never really evil enough. But all that is fixed in Superman Returns. Lex Luthor is both funny and sadistic. I loved it when they showed him beat up Superman because that was never showed before. It really showed his hatred and enviousness towards Superman. Another surprise performance was Cyclops from X-Men (James Marsden) playing Lois Lane’s boyfriend Richard White. We never got to really see him act in the X-Men movies but he does a great job in this one. And the most disappointing role was Kal Penn’s. The guy didn’t have a single line in the whole movie! What a waste of talent. I’m sure he’s probably happy with just being in such a big movie.
BTW, I’ll be mentioning some specific scenes from the movie now so those of you who haven’t see it yet and wish to remain spoiler-free should skip to the bottom. Otherwise, highlight to read:
My expectations for this movie were very high. Afterall, they spent over $260 million just to make it. But it turned out to be a lot different than what I had expected. The biggest thing in the movie that I didn’t expect was finding out that little kid is actually Superman’s son. I never thought they would introduce such a character so early in the series. It would’ve made sense if they did that after three or four sequels, just cause they would run out of ideas by then. At first it made me mad because now Superman has to worry about protecting both his own identity as well as his son’s. But after seeing the movie twice, I understood why it was not a bad decision. One thing that I was glad about was how they dealt with the kid’s character. After the kid throws the piano at the bald guy, they don’t show him suddenly doing more amazing feats or learning to fly. In fact, the kid is shown as a fragile little boy who has asthma and takes lots of medicine. So even though he’s Superman’s son, he’s very weak and essentially more human. And I really liked Superman realizes that it’s his son at the end. He finally finds what he was looking for: someone of his own blood. That’s the whole reason he was missing for five years.
I expected the movie to be a lot more action-packed. When they showed the whole plane scene in the beginning, I thought there would be something even bigger and better at the end. But there really wasn’t anything jaw-dropping. Nevertheless, the visual effects were outstanding. I could hardly tell the difference between CG Superman and real Superman. And the physics of his flying was right on spot. This time they even made his hair move while he was flying! And the way his cape fluttered as he was flying was just mindblowing. The way he lifted large heavy objects also looked very realistic. I’m sure the next one will have a lot more action.
The movie has quite a few flaws too. I hated how Clark Kent was able to just return to his job at The Daily Planet after being gone for five years. And I hated how even after seeing Superman return at the same time, no one is able to figure out his real identity. And nobody questions why Clark just randomly disappears. This has always been a problem with Superman and it’s always brought up by non-Superman fans. Another thing I didn’t like was how little they showed of Clark and his mother. I wish they had more screen time together. I hope they release an extended version on DVD!
Overall the film was really good. The casting was near perfect. The music was good. Basically, the film delivers in all departments. The last son of Krypton is back on screen.
Bring on the sequel baby!!!
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