i'm writing in colour... and this was meant to be posted earlier ....
watched star wars 3 on friday. it's kewl. the fighting scenes, the spaceships, light sabers and of course amidala.
i bet goerge lucas is probably wiping his ass with a USD$1000 note right now.
the movie, is fun to watch especially the saber fighting scenes. how cooler can it be. light sabers. and the dooku dude got his hands cut off and then his head. anakin you're fucking evil.auwww...
who wants to be a jedi anyway. you can't have sex or a decent relationship. a sith can do anything and can kick a jedi's ass easily. but you have to be real angry coz a sith's power is fed from anger and emotions and shit. the spaceships in this movie is unbelieveable. the acting is allright. yoda's a good actor.the acting is so-so.and i don't get what's the deal with gravity on space? maybe i missed something on episode 4,5,6,1 or 2.
i wish life was like a movie. when you miss something, no regrets cause you can always rewind.and when things got fucked up you can always forward and when you want something or someone to last forever you can always pause. and when you feel like you have enough you just stop.awhen you don't want to listen just mute. and when you don't understand turn on the subtitles.
but if life was like a movie. it would be kinda predictable. unless shaymalan is directing your life. i mean, if life was a movie i mean. and what if your life is a senario xx movie? i haven;t seen the movie yet. so let's change senario xx with gerak khas. then and only then you can say "my life suck so much because the people in it are fucked up!".
Anyhow, darth vader, how evil can he get? so now i know that he got his legs chopped off by obi wan and then his body got burned in the lava and he also lost a hand. that's why he's wearing that black evil costume of his. the helmet with the built-in breathing aparatus and shit. and all because of amidala. the chick died in the end because she has no will to live. what the hell? you just gave birth to twins and that alone can be a reason to live. fuck anakin. amidala can get any man she wants. but it's a love story. she has to die in the end. all in the name of love. poor little soon to be jedi and soon to be princess babies. wookies rule. quote of the movie "may the force be with you" .... zzzzzzzzzz.
i also managed to watch sleepless in seattle .. i forgot when... but it was on tv2 i think. can meg ryan look any cuter? damn. the movie is basically about finding the right one. risks and shit. two people ft for each other bla bla bal... all the ingredients for a romantic movie. seen it once or twice. what i like about it, is the fact that tom hanks is a single parent raising a kid on his own. it's a rare theme for a romantic movie where the guy or the hero or whoever you want to call it, to have a kid. so i guess it's kinda realistic in a way. maybe. beside that. the script is cool. quote of the movie "Well, I'm gonna get out of bed every morning... breath in and out all day long. Then, after a while I won't have to remind myself to get out of bed every morning and breath in and out... and, then after a while, I won't have to think about how I had it great and perfect for a while"
notice that there is not even one sentence with the word love in it. and how tom hanks made america felt sorry for his self pity remark when asked on what he's gonna do about loving another woman again. he's good.
and how about liverpool? guys (i think the chicks rather sleep than watch football) who watched the match probably felt like you're watching a comical fairy tale about underdogs, heroes and dreams. european dreams. liverpool was not the favourite team to win the final. and i don't fancy them winning anything. 5th in the domestic league. but boy, do they have spirits. a lot of them. it took them 6 minutes to decide the game. fuck. AC milan should've walked away with the trophy. i mean that would be the realistic ending that everyone expected. on paper, the statistics is against liverpool. but, at the end of the day, it was the englishs? who brought home the metallic cup. a symbol for the greatest club in europe. at least for a season. no fucking way. from now on, AC milan will be known as AC mizal. (anti-gerak khas sentiment huh?)
but that's just it. fighting spirits. that's all they have and apparently that was enough to secure them the trophy. they just got lucky a few times. but that was it. people who hates football or any other competetive sport would probably can't recognize the passion or the fighting spirits shown that day by the players. all they see is a bunch of rich dudes kicking a ball. it's more than that. and when you recognize and appreciate it, you'd feel great after wathing a match like that. it's like watching a movie. its better than those real life tv series like survivor. this is real life. just like gerak khas. NOT! quote of the match "the greatest comeback in history".
speaking of football. i played football this afternoon. its routine. coz i have to get outta the house and run around so i can shake off the boring feeling surrounding me all day. i'm not any good at it. i just like running around and kicking the ball around. and the dawn is beautiful today. the orange and the dark blue of the sky with the sun setting.... it was magical. sunset and sunrise can never be over rated.
and today i feel so low. i feel like everyone is ahead of me. i feel like i'm lagging behind. everyone is working. the fresh graduates getting a job. going to interviews and shit. people doing mega projects and ultra cool stuff. fuck. i wish i was working so i can have money to spend. i'd regret saying this one day but i want to work.
the feeling was temporary though. the self pity mode began to wear off since i have loads of stuff to do, most of them academics. holiday is due. feeling sorry won;t help. i better stop bitching about how suck everything is. no one like a bitching suicidal.
this week was allright. light sabers, underdogs, self pity and academics. i couldn;t have asked for more.
Monday, May 30, 2005
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. i better stop bitching about how suck everything is. no one like a bitching suicidal.
yup. mmg btol! my grandma pun tak byk bebel mcm ko. someway or another, i wished i could write like you. damn.
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