Saturday, July 15, 2006
Captain Jack is Back
From the title, surely you know what I'm gonna talk about. Went to watch
Pirates of the Caribbean : Dead Man's Chest with Vivy today. I have been looking forward for this movie since I found out that they were making a sequel. After watching the first movie, I didn't know that a sequel was in plan. Let me just tell you a little something about my experience watching
The Curse of the Black Pearl. I was in Indonesia, I was home for a little relief or perhaps soul searching. I've told my mom I was planning to go out and watch a movie alone. My mom suggested bringing my cousin along. At that time, she wasn't really that confident in me doing things alone. So I asked my cousin if she wanted to accompany me. It was quite unusual (we didn't usually hang out much) and she said yes in a way which made me feel that she's so nice. I was looking for a certain movie but it wasn't playing in Indonesia at that time. So the plan changed to watching Bad Boys 2. Upon entering the ticket counter, we just detoured to watching
Pirates of the Caribbean. I wasn't really sure why. Anyway, I quite remember a few things that happened that day. My aunt drove us to Taman Anggrek. We had lunch before the movie, in which my cousin ate Ramen. The movie was unexpected. Knowing me, film about Pirates is not really my thing but Captain Jack Sparrow just captivated me. I thought he was freaking cool. I remembered coming back to Singapore, writing
Captain Jack Sparrow is so cool (Y) in my msn nick, and the best part was that the movie wasn't even shown yet in Singapore when I was back. Anyway, back to the point of me telling you this non-important stuff is that how I miss my cousin. We are not the closest of cousin, but I had that day to remember off. We kinda bonded, because cousins are family and we suppose to have each other's back. Things have taken their turns in our life. You know it's weird if you think that everything is in God's plan and there's a reason for everything. How can you see a reason in bad things? Sure you can say there will be sunshine after rain, but currently I don't know how things could be good again (I guess we were never that exceptionally good?). My cousin is married now, with kid(s). I'm not sure if I should put the s in kid. So you should be able to roughly figure out how things are reading the previous sentence.
Back to
Dead Man's Chest. It was good. 2 hours plus for the movie, truly not a disappointment.
However, I feel it wasn't as witty and as full of twist as the first one. I think the Pirates movies are never the ones to pretend that it's all good and everything will end happily. There were some gory scenes, well perhaps only in the opening scene. I think what's so smart about the movies, are the unexpected, witty, funny, and surprising moments. The witty, unexpected, and surprising moments were not that much in this sequel. Some things are expected. The sequel had more actions, that's for sure. The threesome sword fighting was cool. Davy Jones' crew were a bit unclear for me, couldn't really figure out what they were, except for the obvious one. I feel that Orlando Bloom's, Will Turner, took more charge this time around. I think he had more screen time. Keira Knightley's Elizabeth was the way she was, I suppose. I don't really like her kissing scene with Captain Jack. I don't think it was necessary. Captain Jack is of course the reason why I watched the movie. I think he's the reason people should watch the movie. He was so brilliant in the first one. In the second one, I just feel he didn't have much room to show his nuttiness, maybe a bit in the scene where he was the tribal's chief. He was the way Captain Jack is. I still love him. I still think he is so cool. I guess it is difficult to be better than the first movie because you lack the novelty and surprises but the sequel is not bad. I like the new characters being introduced, like Tia Dalma, the shaman (I can't really find a better word to describe her). Story wise, I didn't really like the ending. It seems it was obviously made like that in light of another sequel. Of course we know that Captain Jack did not die, I would rather it was shown that he was alive and vowed to take revenge on Davy Jones. I have to make a confession that the English conversation kinda made me confused because at times I just couldn't get the words that they were saying. It is really rather sad to not understand a conversation or to want to say so many things and yet not having the words to say it

All in all, you need to go and watch this people. It's part of the summer movies you need to catch. The movies that I need to tackle next are
Nacho Libre and
The Lake House, which will kinda mean, it's next week and the week after

Hey, I just put a smile there when today is actually a bad day. I lost my watch in my own room! How can one be so unlucky? So unfreaking fair. Why God!

I'm quite sure I had it with me yesterday. I think I even saw it this morning. I only noticed that there's no watch in my wrist when I was going out this morning. I searched my desk then and after I got back, and it's not here. I don't know where it is. Why God?!? Why?!?!?!?! I'm pretty pissed off.
*sigH* maybe I should talk about something else. How about some Italian soccer? My Goodness! Juventus, Lazio, and Fiorentina got some serious punishment. It's quite sad really. Of course, now all eyes are on which direction the players are gonna move. Read in today's paper that there are some names possibly going to Arsenal. So it's gonna be pretty interesting. Still, I'm pretty sad about what happened to Juventus but I suppose they deserve it? Take care you peeps. Hope your side of the world are so much better than mine.
:) eKa @ 8:41:00 PM •
Monday, July 10, 2006
The Italy VS France Match
1-1. No goal in the second half. Extra time. Thierry Henry was substituted with David Trezeguet. Zidane hit an Italian player with his head for reason which is still unknown up to this moment (people could only speculate). Zidane got a red card and he's off. The French fought hard (I think harder than the Italian tried). Penalty kicks. The Italian executed the kicks well. Trezeguet's turn. The ball hit the plank, bounced down, and didn't cross the line. The rest of the Italian scored again. They won. They ran free. Camoranesi got a haircut. My dear Trezeguet looked so disappointed and sad. Basically, that's just it.
:) eKa @ 8:56:00 PM •
Saturday, July 08, 2006
Thank Your for Smoking
Went to watch the movie in the title with Vivy today. I didn't even know about the existence of this movie. Vivy told me and I was wondering if it was a documentary. Didn't feel like wanting to be that alone today and saw from the paper that the movie is out so I asked Vivy if she was still interested. To be honest, I was actually more drawn to
The World's Fastest Indian but
Thank You for Smoking had better review and any form of entertainment was welcomed. Vivy amazingly obliged on the short notice. So we met up for the movie. The movie was really good and I like it so much. The story is basically about this person whose job he proudly said as a lobbyist (a cooler term for a PR person). He basically (though indirectly) worked for cigarette companies, telling people that smoking does not kill you. The story progressed to how his life turned when a newspaper article really exposed him the way people wanted to see him. I am not one who condone smoking. In fact I often tell people to stop smoking, however I love arguments and this lobbyist is just so charming and right. How can one be right when he's telling you that smoking does not do you harm? Well...I suppose because his argument is interesting, logical, and again right.
It's all about choices and in the middle of the movie I got to thinking about lots of thing. He spoke about moral flexibility when his son asked him how he could do what he did. Interesting, very interesting concept. What got me thinking is that to live a righteous path according to what God wants, is moral flexibility even an option? Coincidentally this was an issue which someone talked to me to this week. He felt that as a Christian, he could and would still do the wrong things and how he didn't like being pointed out on why he did or said certain un-Christian things just because he's a Christian. Moral flexibility would allow you to accept or understand what other people do even if that means it's something against your principal. Our main character, Nick Naylor, gave an example: just like a lawyer can defend a child killer, because no matter that the killer is guilty, he still deserves a fair trial and a lawyer's job is to defend people. Example from me, moral flexibility would allow you to live in harmony with gays (without even a shudder or analyzing on why they are gays) and so on. I wonder if I give the correct example, but the whole thing was interesting for my mind.
The ending was actually rather "good" but I suppose Nick was still as "lobbyist" as he was. Love the movie and glad I got to watch it. Didn't know what to expect when I went inside the cinema but it turned out to be one of those very good movie. I seriously wants to work with words. Seriously...Please God help me.
Italy VS France on Monday morning, South East Asia Time. Technically I'm supposed to be backing Italy, but I've decided to stand behind the French instead. I want to see Thierry Henry scores and if possible Trezeguet too, at least see him on the pitch. The newspaper articles today do not seem to be behind France though. The sport commentators seem to believe that Italy is gonna win. So we will just wake up and see.
The week had been going not amazingly pleasant after Tuesday. So many emotional things. Had an honest talk with Vivy during lunch and just finished emailing the Mr. I found myself trudging down the hill just when I thought that I didn't need the brake. I'm like injured now, but I can still be saved. I believe so, just need to step on that brake harder from now on. On other note: starfish told me part of his morning talk with Martini. Man, I was pissed and sad for him. I hate people!!! Stupid people. I guess I just have too much anger in me? Should be doing my blog design now, but it's pretty late. Been spending the night writing mails and now here and I haven't even written on my diary yet. Seriously considering going home for a long time in November. When I wrote a long time, seriously mean a long time. I don't know if it is possible or if my dad would allow it. I know mom would understand but dad is a bit different. We'll have to explore the possibility or maybe I should let it be an argument rather than negotiation. I actually think I use argument a lot, but I am still not that skillful *sigH*
:) eKa @ 11:19:00 PM •
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
The Swensens Dinner (again)
Had dinner at Swensens yesterday with the
Circle of Trust people. I'm seriously amazed that this group of people still care about giving that time just to catch up. Swensens again *sigH* I really wish that we could eat somewhere else. My msn nickname yesterday was:
Look out! This bitch is so anti social today, and one of the peep in the group sent me an sms in the middle of afternoon and told me to chill and promised me that we would have a good time later on. She was right, in return I spilled water on her lap (mi dispiace!). In the end the "monkey" was very happy. So good job peeps. Due to the time differences that we have now, I ended up reaching my room at 10:40 pm. That actually makes me the earliest to reach home. So I miss CSI and another thing that I promised someone I would watch, so sorry. Quickly took a bath and tried my darnest to sleep by 11 pm +. It was tough. Didn't have a good sleep.
Woke up at 3 am to watch the German VS Italy match. To be honest, I tried my best to just sleep it off with the TV on (I was so tired and not exactly that fit). I still knew that it was 0-0 all the way. Was planning to be awake for the penalty kick but alas 3 minutes before the match to be ended in penalty kick, Italy scored. A minute or so after that, Alessandro Del Piero scored a goal! I am so happy for him. He's looking more handsome without his curly hair and obviously he was ecstatic. Then this morning started with a one-line email from the Mr saying that he's given up on football. He was very hostile because German lost. It was totally unexpected. As much as I like Italy, I thought German gonna win world cup this time around. Tonight's plan was to drug myself with cough medicine so that I could sleep soundly (it's all about quality instead of quantity) and wake up later on for France VS Portugal. Obviously I am rooting for France. I'm worried, but they did beat Brazil. If they win it will be a final I wish but never expect to come true, Italy VS France. When that happen, I don't know where I'm gonna side.
On a small note: the Mr told me to step on the brake. I wonder if the brake works. Then I found myself not actually falling down that cliff, so I think it is okay? Or in a way I did step on the brake? But looking at it, stepping on the brake seems rather harsh, but the Mr has his very strong points. Nonetheless, I did something not logical today. Kindness is unexplainable? Ha! I don't even really believe that. Just received a call, I guess wrath regardless where it comes from, male or female, is bloody scary when it is released. It's gonna be tough and it may change a lot of things. Take care peeps! Breathe!
:) eKa @ 8:43:00 PM •
Saturday, July 01, 2006
of Things Inside the Head and Heart and in Words
Went to watch
Superman Returns today. Alone, against the saying of the Mr and Dewi and Vinny? I wonder why they said I shouldn't watch alone. Is it the whole anti social thing or safety reason? OSH did ask me if I was interested weeks ago, but he didn't come back and ask me again and I was too lazy to ask. I just take his not asking means he found other people to watch with, so I crossed him out of the list. Then there's Ms. J, but she couldn't confirm that she could watch it today, so I am terribly sorry, I went ahead and watched alone. Superman felt rather long for me. I should start with saying that when I saw the poster of Superman in the bus stops, I kinda feel that his face is pretty surreal, like not really that human (the lack of human-ness?), but he's an alien anyway. So the movie feels like a painting which you kinda have to see deeply and try to figure out what's the real meaning in it. It's unlike your normal no-brainer Fantastic 4 for example. I guess, they try to make it more philosophical like Batman Begins? Anyway, I survived it, I guess most part is because Superman is so handsome, though some people say no. Give it time people, you gonna find him so handsome, though the small curly part of his hair at that front is way too cheesy. The movie was filled with beautiful people. Kate Bosworth as Lois Lane was really beautiful. She's actually very young but she seems so mature there. Then there's James Marsden playing her fiance. It's truly pay back after seeing him without much lines as Cyclops in X-Men. His character in Superman is nice, a real nice guy, clean, neat, and handsome. Tossing between him and Superman here

Then there was the adorable little boy, Lois Lane and Superman's son. He's so handsome, cute, and loveable. Kevin Spacey as Lex was too manic. Normally a villain can be captivating, but I don't like his portrayal of Lex. Maybe I am just too drawn to the Lex in Smallville. So should you watch it? As the Mr say, you should, because this is one of the summer movie you shouldn't miss. Otherwise, you wouldn't know what the other kids are talking about
Feel like I need to dedicate a paragraph to the Mr. Just finished writing an email to him. Was tossing between writing here first or writing to him. Ended up writing in my diary, then him, then here. The reason why I wanted to write a paragraph about the Mr is because in his last reply, he gave me a real time account of the German VS Argentina match. Of course not real time, since I only read it a few hours ago, but for every kick in the penalty, he wrote it down. Got an email from Widad today in which she forwarded a mail about how one can be a close friend now and so far away friend the next year, something like that, I am sure you know this. With that and the Mr's email, I just got to thinking that it's so amazing that I am still talking to the Mr now. Currently he is the only person other than God who knows everything that's going on in my life and what I really think. Of course not everything but I think 75% of everything, for some part he even knows more than my diary. My best friends do not know this much because there are just so much you can type in an sms before you realize how expensive it gets, and they are so not wired, so it would be faster hoping for a reply through the normal mail rather than email. He said I didn't bitch that much, but I feel staying awake at 3 am in the morning hearing a girl rattling about her stupid life is just not right. Unless you are a college student, you shouldn't do that, especially since he has something else and he didn't count as a college student. It's a pity that the other Mr is so busy for us. Anyway, I want to say the Mr is like a brother but it would feel weird because he is not used to being the older brother and I am not sure having him as an older brother is that nice. He's a friend? But with all the wisdom talk, which now I really follow and expect to hear in time of trouble, the Mr is a shrink and a life coach at the same time

Laughing now? Okay, I better stop now before he scolds me for being sentimental. I am so thankful that I have that 1 person +1 to confide with, with every hit that come my way (+1 because you should know why Mr). Maybe I trust him that much because he is so far. I doubt things would be the same if he's nearby.
This week feels like it went by so fast. I noticed that the week was filled with a topic that appeared in every breath; morning, afternoon, lunches, sms, msn. It's freaking silly because without this topic, I think there's practically nothing for us to talk about. What topic is it? I better not write it because people read this. Decided to start a mission earlier this week. Maybe a futile effort. I can't even promise that I could stick to it, though I pointed out that I did manage to stay in bad situation for a long time. When I told people about the mission, they all responded the same way, "WHY?!?". They know why, they understand why, but they couldn't make themselves do it which I totally understand. You asked me this last year, I would agree with them. I don't understand myself why the change of mind. Maybe because being depressed sucks?
This week, another personal topic came to my head also. Should not think about it that much. Should really get it out of my system and think about things that actually matter. There's no time for it now. I should start moving before my time is up. I hope God would just open doors, but somehow I feel that He's not doing it this time around. Please help me God. Is my post too abstract? Will get back to you most probably on Wednesday. Take care peeps!
:) eKa @ 10:49:00 PM •
Monday, June 26, 2006
Just My Luck
Went to watch
Just my Luck today. The choice was that or
Guantanamo Bay. I decided that I didn't want something heavy hence why the pick to watch
Just My Luck. It was actually a lovely day, but I made a mistake of not organizing my time well that I didn't spend much time outside. How I wish I could go back to those days, pretending I had no worries, spent a few hours in Borders or Kinokuniya, drank juices from Orange Julius, walked down Orchard road all by myself. Not actually the happiest days of my life, but now how I wish I could do it again.
Just My Luck was okay. I still feel that Lindsay Lohan was too young to play this kind of character. 2 persons from the O.C also starred in the movie. The only entertainment there was watching Chris Pine's handsome face when he was lucky. Honestly, the movie is a no-brainer. It should be entertaining and easy to swallow, but I found myself wanting it to move on with the story as fast as it can. I wonder why it is so hard to amuse me. I guess, I am really really mentally wrong right now.
Hear, hear. I cried when I was watching the trailer for
The Lake House, the latest movie by Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock. I cried over a trailer! Imagine that! I can't explain it myself, except that the movie is so sweet that I would definitely gonna go and watch it. Gonna watch
Nacho Libre too, because I think Jack Black is so cool. Spent Saturday night watching
School of Rock. I had a good laugh. Seriously, it is one of my favorite movies ever! Okay, go back to the topic of crying. Cried when I talked to mom on Sunday night. She didn't know and not because of something sad. I just had tears coming down my eyes. How to explain it, I don't know. I guess I am just not alright and I wish I can be at home where there's no trouble. Anyway, told mom what I wanted to do. She laughed at it. I wonder if she's okay with it.
Didn't do much shopping today. Suppose to use this Great Singapore Sale period, but I didn't really buy things. Saw a very big Diddl, almost half a meter tall. I was like so...so...so awed! It was white, with rosy cheeks and ears. Wanted to tell people that I saw a big Diddl. Wanted to send an sms to someone actually, but since we are not really keeping in touch, I didn't do it. Maybe I should just do it. Anyway, went inside the store. One of the store keeper was a young guy who was rather too friendly that I felt weird. This is because as an anti-social, I don't react well to someone who is too friendly, but I do think that he was a nice guy that I gave him my biggest smile and thank you.
On the way home I met Darren at Dover MRT Station. Nice surprise. He was sniffing and all with flu. Apparently Lady Grace is in town. As much as he wants to complain, I am sure he is happy that she's here. Finally learnt how to play spider solitaire, but still can not win the one with medium difficulty

I just realized that Vivy wrote sympathy for my loss of Vinny

So sorry! I kinda receive the same question this morning. I am overly dramatic I suppose. When I said that Vinny is leaving me, that means he is around 3-5 metres away now, rather than the usual half a metre. Kill me now, peeps
:) eKa @ 8:31:00 PM •
Saturday, June 24, 2006
Family of Me
Hello peeps. I am bloody emotional. Should learn to control my emotion and act cool under whatever the circumstances are and yet I found myself throwing complain and panic to other people. So embarrassing. So stupid and so weak.
Last Tuesday I had the chance to watch
Cars with Miss. J. Before I elaborate, I would like to say as I have been saying quite many times that I do keep some things private, hence why sometimes I put initial rather than full name. Why some people get their full name here and why some don't, I really don't know why. Anyway, I like it when Ms. J wrote Ms. E in her blog rather than my name. This week, I found 2 blogs that mentioned my names in relation to their lives, and I was pretty taken aback with it. I would prefer they didn't really write my name there

Back to
Cars. Decided to watch that because there were not any other good movies to watch. So I decided to choose that over
She's the Man because the Mr said
She's the Man is too lame. Cars was pretty entertaining. Love the Italian cars, especially Guido. Owen Wilson just has a funny voice. I think he fits nicely as Lightning McQueen. It was rather interesting for me that the world of Cars is not weird at all. Here you are with cars talking and a car inside another car as characters and it does not feel weird. It seems natural and when you see these cars in the highway as normal cars, you don't feel the weirdness of it because as characters it still feel natural to see them doing things as cars do in our real world. Am I making sense? I am a weirdo.
Moving on, went searching for things afterwards with Ms. J. Futile effort. Seriously, Ms. J is so nice. Maybe it's depending on the person, maybe she is actually bias

The effort that she made is applaudable. I didn't even care that much

Watched a bit of the Italian's match against Czech. Was flipping in between Lost, hence why I didn't watch all but I watched Inzaghi's goal and he was so cool. Well, part of it is because of there's no Czech's defenders when he made the goal, however he is just so cool. The Mr thought I would be behind Spain because of Raul, who I said to be the most handsome footballer currently. However, there are this thing about guys. I remember me and my bestfriends, at least my cousin Marlisa, deduced this when we were around 13 or 14 (in Junior High) that some guys can be so handsome but not be as captivating as guys who are less handsome. In Inzaghi's case, he may not be as handsome as Raul but I would take Inzaghi any time, because he's just more interesting. Love Inzaghi! I guess hence why my infatuation to people like Thierry Henry and David Trezeguet too. So happy that France also goes through

Though the reality remains that they most probably gonna be out next. Italy seems to have a good chance, but Australia could be lucky. Was in the same room with an Australian and an Italian today, it was really funny when the Italian realized her team will be meeting the socceroos. France will be up against Espanola. France's group performance did not give me much confidence, while the Spanish did get full marks. So we'll just have to wait and see.
Vinny is leaving me. I did say okay. I wonder if he would do differently if I didn't say okay. The thing is actually I have no right to say if he could or could not do something that he wants. He cited something as the reason, but I couldn't believe if it's the real truth. I decided to let him go because well, he deserves a better place and I feel that I have become dependent and reliant on him and it feels rather wrong for me. See up there I wrote I have become weak. I supposed to be able to manage on my own. I mean I had been through that time when people I trusted and thought would be there for me abandoned me. So I realize that it's me and me alone. Now, I feels it's not really me and me alone. I feel fortunate that after that depressing period I have met people who are really nice and care about me and I have made friends but somehow I feel mentally weak now. Maybe because now I have that place to complain to. I feel I suppose to be emotionally self-sufficient. I can't really define correctly what emotionally self-sufficient is or if it is even possible to be achieved but now I just feel I have to be on my own. Get through the things that I have to go through on my own, not just the idea of being able to get through it but be mentally okay in the process without having to talk about it that much with other people. Be tough! Basically manage things on my own. It may sound so dramatic but not having Vinny that close anymore will change a lot of things. It's alright. It's time to move on. I think he supposes to be less dependent on me also. I think I should not bitch that much to the Mr also. I think he has spent too much time consoling my emotional rollercoaster. Mr, I would not reply until I get the next part of the mail, or is there?
This brings me to the title of the post above.
Family of Me is a song sung by
Ben Folds and it is used as the soundtrack of
Over the Hedge to describe RJ's (the raccoon) belief in his life. It sounds lonely and you may wonder why I choose this path, but I feel I just have to right now. At the end of the day, it's really you and you alone and you should be able to walk on your own.
Family of Me
How great I am
Gotta tell myself, yeah
I'm the man
Looks grim right now
but pretty soon we'll be laughing about it
Ooh, and it's alright
Yeah it is, I swear you'll see
(it's not really) 
Yeah it's alright
Cause I've always got my family of me
It's not a first
(might be the last)
Yeah I'm sure
I must have been through worse,
but Ooh, it's alright
Got a paddle and a creek
Yeah and it's alright
Cause I've always got my family of me
:) eKa @ 9:09:00 PM •
Sunday, June 18, 2006
If I Should Stumble On My Moment In Time
Shouldn't be awake at this hour on a Saturday night. Even if I have to be awake, I shouldn't be actively using my brain and yet here I am. Decided to let it go a few minutes ago *sigH* I am so tired and I can feel my body is wearing out.
Finished reading
The Devil Wears Prada. Somewhat entertaining but lacks of substances just like what the book tries to show about the world of Runway magazine. I wonder how the movie is going to survive. I just hope it would be funny enough. It does make me wonder and wish to have a pair of Jimmy Choo, just for the sake of feeling it

There's a smile, so it's a good sign in this not-so-good day. I think I made a few people rather concerned because of my sad look today. Thank God, seriously, Thank God because someone actually bothered to send me a message about nothing important and yet she wrote those few words that showed she cares. So God is showing me He cares and nothing could be that important that I couldn't stop and sleep.
Been rather off-focus this week. Seems like things are going in blur. Who would have known that "How are you?" can be one of the most important and difficult question to ask. I should have asked it, I think. But I didn't and I think that window of opportunity is gone. Do you need to ask it in the first place? In trying to find an answer, you don't always have to ask the question and demand an answer, right? I suppose you just can research your way, work your way around it without having to really ask the question. However, I still feel I am rather bad.
Maybe the worst thing I did this week (one of the worst actually) is bringing the anger in someone else. Trying to justify the anger and frustration in me, that I told the things I should not have told to my friend in conquest.
Lead us not into temptation and yet I was leading another person into it. I hope things will be alright for us. At least whatever should come, we could be sincere and hang in there. Luckily I am a God believer. I should believe in God's big picture rather than anyone's else. So whatever the reason is that God puts us in this situation, it may not be for all the glory or material things but maybe it would simply make us a better person if we just manage to get it through until the end. I am so sinful that I am getting really disappointed with myself *sigH* Just a few days ago had a lunch that was rather filled with mockery of a particular belief. I was laughing hard and I don't feel that guilty. I don't know why, but I do feel that something is shifting in my belief in God or maybe my whole trust in religion? I still believe in God, but faith hasn't been speaking that loudly for some time. I'm an emotional train wreck.
Was planning to watch School of Rock tonight and yet a plan is just a plan. Haven't watched a single world cup match and I don't think I would be able to. I wish I can just go home and spend the World Cup season with my family. Is everyone doing alright? I think there are actually many things that I want to write but my thoughts are all over the place. I should sleep now. Oh yeah, the title of the post is from one of Mr Big's songs. Can you guess which one? Give me a shout. Take care peeps.
:) eKa @ 1:02:00 AM •
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Everyone Changes But You
I can go through with you the whole life sucks kinda thing, but I think you have heard enough. Been hearing people my age are getting married. It's seriously incomprehensible for me. I guess people are really moving on, building their lives while it seems that I am putting my life on hold. I am waiting for thing to pass and hoping for things to happen, which is stupid. I honestly think it is stupid, but I suppose as much as I want to deny it, it's just so easy to throw excuses for your laziness. What am I to do? It's not something that I want to tell you, but I better start doing, construct plan, and start preparing to say good bye to some people.
Had a haircut today. So that's one change to myself that I did. Just wanted to do it. I thought my hair was getting too long but now it's rather too short that I can't really tie it anymore

Can't wait for it to grow longer. I think longer hair is more practical, you just tie it up. I feel like doing more changes, like changing the layout of this blog, but I haven't had the diligence to actually do it. I did change my diary though. Well, maybe not actually change. I finished the 6th book, but I haven't started on the 7th one. I think people are a bit surprised that I keep both a diary and a blog. I've always been writing people. Actually, I think I threw away my first 1 or 2 diaries which recorded things in my primary school life. I started the diary before I knew how to type. The reason for keeping it going is
Little House on the Prairie by Laura Ingalls Wilder. I stumbled on the books when I was in junior high. I was totally drawn into the story. The way she described in details what happened in their lives was amazing. She could describe what they had for dinner in such detail that I felt like I was there. Mom said I loved to watch the movie when I was young, Sundays in TVRI, but I couldn't remember it. Mom told me that because I was watching the re-run again when I was a bit older. Everyone now know her story, even her grandchildren children later on. All because she wrote. Hence why I write, to leave something behind when I am gone. If God willing and I am to be married and have kids, then my kids will get to know the crazy me

The diaries are just traces of me. If I don't leave anything else behind, then there would always be those books (unless there are fire or something like that).
Went to watch
The Omen today with Vivy. Actually I wasn't that keen on it but I thought it's good to spend the Saturday doing something. Though the spending of the money part is not so good (afterwards we had quite a dinner in Country Manna). I really can not take scary movie. I covered my view in some of the parts. Behind us were these few teens, the kind that you would find in an international school. Crazy and moron them, they were talking a lot. Shouted loudly and laughed a lot. So disturbing. It's like this: *not-that-scary scene* then they *screamed at the top of their lungs* then they *laughed their heart out because they thought when they screamed it was silly*. At the climax of the story their were doing this: *shocking scene* then they *screamed loudly* *breathe* *screamed loudly* *breathe* and so on, until around 10 times. My goodness, it was so annoying!!! I hushed them at the beginning of the movie but apparently that didn't help at all. Anyway, The Omen was so-so. Story wise, it wasn't so strong. I hated the ending so much and I think I would really refrain from watching scary movie.
World Cup is starting. Dozed off and decided to sleep during opening match last night. My only source of World Cup soccer broadcast is being interfered by Starhub, stupid! It is a shame that a normal local TV in Singapore which is supposedly rich can not provide live broadcast for the World Cup in Singapore, while Indonesia can. I think Singapore should have more tv station. They must promote more of local productions. I think Indonesian TV should cut off on their local productions on the other hand, because many of them do not have good quality.
Rarely talk to the Mr these days. Maybe busy with things and parents? Got reminded of the other Mr because of World Cup and Singapore idol but I see no point calling him out because he would say he was busy and would call me later, in which he had never done what he said he would *sigH* A new week is starting. I hope it would be happier. Currently I don't want days to pass. I wish I could just stay in today until I am ready for tomorrow, but it is not happening. Take care peeps!
:) eKa @ 9:43:00 PM •
Saturday, June 03, 2006
...the "miss" 
You know in your life how you have people coming to your life and how it is so amazing that in their short stay in your life, they make such an impact that your life is changed for the better and you are just thankful for the presence of these people. It is amazing how you could know a person only for a little while and yet you have grown much love for this person.
I thank God that I could still have the Saturdays that I have cherished and treasured for quite some time. There were changes as expected. I was somewhat prepared but it was still sad when one particular person was not there. Looking back, the time we spent together were not really that long but I grew to respect, cherish, and love this person. One of the nicest person I've known, funny and simply great, considering the way we are. All these times, people come and go but this one really made me sad. Maybe because compared to the rest, she spent more time with us. The changes are not bad actually. Things are still good and I am sure I will still have fun, however it's just a lost. Maybe it is for the best that we didn't actually say good bye. I don't think I would have cried, but surely I would be broken-hearted.
*sigH* Thank you God for letting me know and have this person in my life, though only for a while. Thank you for what she brought to my life. Bless her and her family. Take care of her

Oh damn! The way I wrote that is like the way I write things in my diary [talking to God]. Not good! But at least, there is no name here and I wonder how many people got it right. Anyway, I wonder if I also ever make such an impact to other people when I leave, the way this person has. I suppose it's a learning process and a working progress to learn to make an impact on other people lives.
Wrote a paragraph about someone else but I decided to delete it because I don't want to be questioned on non important things. My tummy feels funny now. Another day pass by. I feel like I am wasting my life away. I feel frustrated. Life shouldn't be like this. You should go to sleep feeling good that something happen, but nothing happen in mine, not that I try to make something happen. Something is so wrong!
:) eKa @ 9:27:00 PM •