fuchsia.
drag me to hell was AWESOME.
it had me on the edge of my seat most of the time. seriously genuinely horrifying, unlike those previous so-called "horror" movies. i would have most likely flung the popcorn box up in the air, making it rain popcorn, during any of those 'out-of-nowhere' scenes had ck and i not finish it before the movie even began. i think i was the only omg-ing, screaming and shouting in the cinema whenever the lamia or old lady came popping up out of nowhere. how embarrassing. there were also some really funny parts, which provided some much-needed comic relief. pure horror + comedy = my type of movie. i am so going to watch it again with beatrice and yi ern when we hang out next week!!! though i have to say i was quite sad when it came to the ending. i guess now i understand why we all prefer happy endings to tragic endings. verdict: definitely recommended.
so yea, ck and i had hung out one last time before he was to go back to singapore next week. i helped him pick out a white shirt for his choir performances. i had to force him to pick the one with black buttons instead of the ones with conventional white or off-white ones because he was worried it wouldnt be allowed in choir. come on, man! be more adventurous, i thought you were the one always breaking the rules. there was also a slight pattern in the fabric, not being just plain and straight to the point if you get what i mean. in the end, he too was happy with his purchase because later on, he took it out of the bag, looked at it again and said, "so nice!". SWEAT
honestly, the shirt was very nice. the buttons were quite special too; black and shiny... i liked it too, and if ck didnt get it, i would have gone and got it for myself another day. it was really worth it, only rm60 because there's now a father's day promo - oh shit, i havent made a card for my dad yet. i'm lazy though! every year, all my brothers write in the card is: dear dad, happy father's day! i love you. from xxxx.
isnt that boring? all we can do vary is the design of the card, and frankly, i am desperately running out of ideas. we cant write anything else because then, it'll sound a bit too much... like, happy father's day! thank you for all the sunglasses, nike shoes, watches, skincare, breakfast, lunch, dinner and dessert you have provided for me all these years. you're great! love ya! toodles! from xxxx.
maybe it's just me as i find it a bit hard to show love and affection, exactly just like the person who is my dad. then why do i not just buy those ready-made cards mass manufactured (urgh, this phrase is like a pimple that wont go away) by the likes of hallmark and memory lane? well, because such things are devoid of real love and affection. nothing is more loving and affectionate than a homemade card sometimes.
ironic, i know.
anyway, jocelyn swung by at 8.30pm to pass me some of her form six books. old, new books! (or is it new, old books? i'm confused) yet i'm so excited! i like nice stuff. haha and i saved so much money! thanks a bunch, jo. and you have really nice hair. LOL
okay, people. i have a card to make now.
gawd! i totally hate having my internet cut off at 11pm; an "internet curfew".
it had me on the edge of my seat most of the time. seriously genuinely horrifying, unlike those previous so-called "horror" movies. i would have most likely flung the popcorn box up in the air, making it rain popcorn, during any of those 'out-of-nowhere' scenes had ck and i not finish it before the movie even began. i think i was the only omg-ing, screaming and shouting in the cinema whenever the lamia or old lady came popping up out of nowhere. how embarrassing. there were also some really funny parts, which provided some much-needed comic relief. pure horror + comedy = my type of movie. i am so going to watch it again with beatrice and yi ern when we hang out next week!!! though i have to say i was quite sad when it came to the ending. i guess now i understand why we all prefer happy endings to tragic endings. verdict: definitely recommended.
so yea, ck and i had hung out one last time before he was to go back to singapore next week. i helped him pick out a white shirt for his choir performances. i had to force him to pick the one with black buttons instead of the ones with conventional white or off-white ones because he was worried it wouldnt be allowed in choir. come on, man! be more adventurous, i thought you were the one always breaking the rules. there was also a slight pattern in the fabric, not being just plain and straight to the point if you get what i mean. in the end, he too was happy with his purchase because later on, he took it out of the bag, looked at it again and said, "so nice!". SWEAT
honestly, the shirt was very nice. the buttons were quite special too; black and shiny... i liked it too, and if ck didnt get it, i would have gone and got it for myself another day. it was really worth it, only rm60 because there's now a father's day promo - oh shit, i havent made a card for my dad yet. i'm lazy though! every year, all my brothers write in the card is: dear dad, happy father's day! i love you. from xxxx.
isnt that boring? all we can do vary is the design of the card, and frankly, i am desperately running out of ideas. we cant write anything else because then, it'll sound a bit too much... like, happy father's day! thank you for all the sunglasses, nike shoes, watches, skincare, breakfast, lunch, dinner and dessert you have provided for me all these years. you're great! love ya! toodles! from xxxx.
maybe it's just me as i find it a bit hard to show love and affection, exactly just like the person who is my dad. then why do i not just buy those ready-made cards mass manufactured (urgh, this phrase is like a pimple that wont go away) by the likes of hallmark and memory lane? well, because such things are devoid of real love and affection. nothing is more loving and affectionate than a homemade card sometimes.
ironic, i know.
anyway, jocelyn swung by at 8.30pm to pass me some of her form six books. old, new books! (or is it new, old books? i'm confused) yet i'm so excited! i like nice stuff. haha and i saved so much money! thanks a bunch, jo. and you have really nice hair. LOL
okay, people. i have a card to make now.
gawd! i totally hate having my internet cut off at 11pm; an "internet curfew".
21 June 2009 at 17:44
im insulted u wrote my name in fuchsia.
joking. tee hee.
ur moste welcome. ur face is loads better btw :D
and those are old, new books. shows that i dont touch em much. LOL. but try enjoy the camps, kk activities as the pro to the cons of staying back till 4pm for extra classes and exams.
that shud keep ya alive till end 2010. top