The Village
I forced Aaron to watch The Village today. He really didn’t want to. I really wanted to. So of course (as stated in Fabulous Girlfriend Terms Of Agreement), he had to watch it.
The tix were almost sold out. There were third row seats left.
“Eh dowan la. So near. Let’s watch Catwoman.”
“whATTT. NO WAY. I’ve been waiting for months to watch The Village. We. Are. Watching. The. Village.”
“I don’t like horror movies.”
“It’s noT a horror movie!”
“Look and the poster la wei.”
“Two please.”
I hop off happily with the tix.
Aaron sighs.
During the movie, i gather he got really bored.
I liked it.
He fidgeted.
I sat so still during the movie, i totally jumped at one point.
After the movie, i just knEW Aaron was going to start bitching about it. So not his type of movie. Sure enough, started la. I was too lazy to argue.
I’d say it’s one of those ‘you hate ‘em or love ‘em’ movies.
It was shot beautifully. Angles.
Joyce loves the art of angles *psst*photography*
Oh plus. i have to mention i thought Adrien Brody ended sadly there. Sob*
teehee i just ruined it for you. hate me, won’t you?
The point is.
I like it.
So there.
I Hate This
I had bad dreams again last night.
I dreamt my mom died. And even though we get along terribly in real life, i cried like fuck in my sleep.
I dreamt this girl and i were having a duel. Using five different weapons. I didn’t want to but she was coming after me with a spear. We both died in the end.
Stresssss…
*
I feel like buying another Little Pony…
Currently i have three.
Two old,
One new.
One yellow,
None blue.
*
What’s The Rush?
I don’t see what’s so great about Rush. Everyone seems to want to go there.
The first time it opened, i was quite tired and didn’t enjoy it.
The second time i went there… i don’t remember anything.
Lisa and i last night -
“I have bad memories of this place.”
*silence*
“What are you talking about… you have *no* memories of this place!”
“Good point.”
So last night, i was there with MaryLisaRyanBernardGenSeong.
It’s fucking crowded.
It’s fucking hot.
The music is mediocre.
The idiot waiter spilt Coke into my shoe. If he had splashed it on my leg, i wouldn’t be pissed off. He somehow managed to drown my toes in Coke. I glared at him terribly and he apologised profusely.
I prollie had an enjoyment percentage of 26% there. It’s usually 94% elsewhere.
Barcode was so much better.
MediumBen SexyMelvyn BeerGuzzlingAlvin FunkyGen CheekySeong FoxyLisa AzwinAndy C.Hooi were all there. And so many more. If i write down everyone who was there you wouldn’t want to read anymore.
Family trip Singapore pics continued.
At night, we went to the bride’s house for an informal family reunion.
All the females poring over an ancient family photo. My dad was like, 9 in it.
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