Date: 2009-12-16 00:10 Subject: OMG New Moon Security: Public Mood: amused Music: Jonathan Coulton - Ikea

I watched New Moon last Friday. Yes, the second movie in that ever so awesome (read: omg this shit is so fucking bad it's funny) Twilight Saga. Interestingly, since it had been out a week or less, the theatre was rather empty. Perhaps only half the seats were filled. I was expecting more twifans with some "I WANT YOUR BABIES ED" or "TEAM JACOB FTW YOU VAMP LOSER" but noooooo I get a boring crowd instead. 'course this might've been because I was in Bishan's crappy theatre - tiny and smells funky. Bad funk, mind you.

Unfortunately, I didn't realise till after we were in the car that I forgot to bring a notebook along with me. So I took notes on whatever I could find, including part of the popcorn box. Yes, I ripped off a bit of the popcorn box to write notes because holy mother of hell was this movie filled with amusing fuck. It might get a little confusing because my notes are not entirely coherent and are rather all over the place. Oh and expect capitals. Because it needs them. Seriously. Anyway, I present to you We've Got Shirtless Boys Here! SHIRTLESS I TELL YOUNew Moon!

It starts with Bella dreaming. About being old and wrinkly while Ed is all sparkly and shiny and young forever and ever and ever. Why? Because it's her birthday and she's now, OMG, a whole year older than Ed! Discounting the fact that he's, y'know, a hundred and six or something. Which she then says is gross because he's totally robbing the cradle with her and he's this wrinkly old man but OMG NO! She's the wrinkly old one! Oi. Oh, she gets a camera from Charlie, a scrapbook (WTF) from Rene and a dreamcatcher (nice premonition there, wolf boy!) from Jacob. Oh and I think Alice (I LOVE YOU) gets her a dress or something to wear to the party at the Cullens which was totally not supposed to happen because she's turning old. Following along this thought, Bella is then a total bitch to Ed and won't let him give her a present because she got old and he's still a hundred and six years oldseventeen.

Then it's off to class (English?) where they are very appropriately studying Romeo and Juliet. Excuse me while I deface every single place where R&J is so people will stop fucking using that as a backdrop to their love stories. R&J NOT LOVE. R&J TOTAL LUST. For fuck's sake. Anyway, Ed starts telling her about the Volturi so that it isn't a total shock in the middle/end of the movie when they appear. 'cause having Alice tell Bella then would totally ruin the scene. And then they're interrupted while talking about ways vampires can die (Sparkly + Volterra = DEAD). Foreshadowing FTW?

Off at the Cullens' they're standing in front of a painting of the Volturi+Carlisle and Ed is droning on about them again. Finally they go off to Bella's birthday partythe small family get together where there are, surprise surprise, some presents for Bella. Rosalie got her something or the other, Emmett got her a cool car stereo and dissed the truck, and then she opens Carlisle&Esme's present and get, OMG, a finger cut! Jasper goes wild! Ed throws her onto a table instead of simply pushing her toward Alice! Bella is bleeding!!!! God, I wish she would bleed to death right about now or the Cullens will be so overcome with the smell of her lavender-freesia blood and kill the little whiner. But no! Carlisle goes and fixes the little bitch.

What I want to know is why couldn't Alice have seen that Jasper was going to be all "BLOOD! RAWR! I DRINK!"? He isn't a were so why'd she fuck up? And why the fuck did Ed throw her THERE? With SHARP stuff? WTF, Ed? And why was Jasper's hair eating his head?

And now we go to the forest where Ed tells her the Cullens are leaving... without her! Bella whines, Edward goes on about how he is a threat and bad for her, Bella whines more and is all "NOOO!!!!" And then Eddie boy gets tired and is all "Look bitch, I don't want you okay? So GTFO of my face and let me get the fuck out of this crappy ass town already." After breaking her little codependent Mormon heart, he goes "So I know I'm leaving and totally making you want to stab yourself and die like Juliet or whatever but you've got to promise me one thing, kay? Don't die. And in return, I promise you that you will never see me again." What the fucking hell kind of promise is that, Ed? She does something to keep you happy but you totally rip her heart out and stomp all over it? Nice going, Sparkles.

He leaves, I think she runs after him and he holds a hand up in front of her? God knows, I was too busy WTFing over the promise thing. And yes, I have read the books. It still blows my mind to bits how bad this is. Anyway, sparkle-boy leaves her in the forest. Bella. Forest. SPARKLE-BOY GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE. Charlie is all frantic because Bella is lost but wolf-alpha Sam finds her and carries her back to the house... Where several months pass as Bella sits motionless in a chair looking out her window totally moping her sorry ass off because she misses Vamp Boy. She also screams at night from her awful nightmares and that giant hole she has in her chest. Oh-gods-the-pain-of-being-dumped! Cannot take! For fuck's sake get over it, you stupid bitch?

And oh god, I can't take anymore of this. This will have to be done in parts, I'm afraid so... here's part one! Part two coming up tomorrow along with a normal post, probably.

I just have to say one more thing though: Edward? He has the funniest expressions EVER. They make me giggle and point.

Date: 2009-12-11 01:14 Subject: Because wombats are cool. Security: Public Mood: bouncy Music: Robbie Williams - Rock DJ

Yes, as usual my subjects have nothing to do whatsoever with my actual post. But whatever; y'all are used to it by now, yes? Incidentally, wombats are cool. Anyway, random whatsits for your viewing pleasure:

On the 4th, Frosty's ashes were dispersed. We were planning on going around 7ish but we ended up going around midnight or so because we had to drive my father to the airport. The 'rents thought the flight was on Saturday but apparently they fucked up and it was on Friday. At night, thankfully. Ash saved the day since she had asked to look at the itinerary and if she hadn't, my father would'nt've noticed. He is now in sunny (even in winter?) city of Orlando, Florida. Well, I presume sunny since it's tropical and now is not OMGTHEREISBADSTORMBADSTORMBAAAAADSTORM season, right? I could be wrong.

I missed my weight exercises three days in a row, insert sigh. On the plus side, though, my muscles apparently are nice and tone up fast so... I'm happy. I want to move onto 10KG free weights within 2-3 months. Gotta build my upper body strength, dammit! No more weakling arms for the Cupcake. Then I just have to work on tanning them so I don't have hideous tan lines.

Let's see... went to Jeanz last night. It was not good. Music was... loud. Not fun which is, I suppose, a "duh" considering it's Tamil and I'm not into that. It was also filled with weird people who dress so fucking bad. Now, I'm not the best dressed person in the world; far from it. But I don't dress like a freak and then think that I look like the hottest thing to hit the club. With such bad hair, makeup and shoes. I did see some nice clothes, though, and Ash was like "Don't hit on any girl here! They're all weird. Except us." I was "... We're not weird?" Drinks were good, though! By good, I mean free and not tasting like crap. That said, the bartenders tended to only fill our drinks half. We met some of Ash's friends whom we sort of didn't talk to. Instead Arth and I giggled at each other as usual. Also, breasts? IHU, GTFO, diemotherfuckerdie. Or at least please, please, please reduce in size to like a B or something? I'll be so happy and I won't have to worry about where the fuck my neckline is so often.

Had an exam on Tuesday. Exam, you suck. It was MCQ which I really don't like. I know that it's supposed to be easier since the answer is given but it's so much trickier. I hope I pass since if I don't, I'm going to have to deal with Kim being a motherfucking bitch over it. She's also on me to "Put in more effort" and like "Obviously you're doing something wrong" and how I should just go ask someone. I'm thinking she ought to go back to university and then she'll get it. But whatever. She's now being distracted by issues with my paternal grandmother so it's all good.

Paint people are coming next week. I've decided I am painting my room pink and orange and I am so worried it is going to look like a sundae. But I really like the colours so fuck that and if it does look slightly odd, I'll get posters or something to fix it. I've also figured out how I want my room to be furnished and everything so hopefully once they're done painting, I can go furniture shopping and get the items I want. Maybe I should make my room in Sims 3 to see how it looks... Sounds like a lot of effort though, in order to find out the proportions considering I suck at measuring or estimating.

I need to watch New Moon and I need to read Midnight Sun. D&A watched it and apparently Bella is way whinier than before but it's still funny so... I need to watch New Moon! Perhaps next week or this weekend.

Also, I have gingivitis. Fuck you, gums. I take such good care of my teeth and stuff and brush and floss and guess what? My saliva is stupid; it encourages cavity growth and crap. What the fuck is wrong with you, saliva?! IHU.

Date: 2009-12-03 19:39 Subject: Of Doggies and Kites Security: Public Mood: sleepy Music: Rihanna - Shut Up And Drive

On Sunday, mother, Ash and I went to a "Be a responsible pet owner" fair. There were some obedience school people there so I asked them about training a dog. I might enroll in one of the schools, perhaps. Depends on if I think I can manage to train one without or not. Perhaps I should practice on Lucy? Heh.

Saw a Great Dane and an Alaskan Malamute. Huge fucking doggies. The Great Dane drooled on my arm. It was like dipping my arm into a vat of saliva. Also drooled on the floor and Ash knelt down near it, getting drool all over her legs. There were tons of Jack Russells, Miniature Schnauzers, and chihuahuas which I was worried I would step on. Also Border Collies. I want a puppy, dammit.

Speaking of which, I also poked around at the adoption places to see if anyone had puppies available for us to take. I've decided I'm not too keen on the SPCA because they apparently sterilise before they let you take them, regardless of age. So even two month old animals will be sterilised which might have an adverse effect on their development. We found a couple of places so we'll probably be looking into them. There was also an adorable semi-longhaired cat being carried around in a bag. It was a couple of months old, soft, fluffy, and pretty. Silver tabby with the palest pink nose and black eyeliner. Didn't seem to mind being petted either.

Next to the place where we were, there was a huge field where people were flying kites. It was lovely; there were so many colourful ones and some were insanely high up. A couple had long tails. I've decided I need to go kite flying more often. Or at least go somewhere people are flying them so I can lie back and stare at the sky and the kites and the clouds and take a few dozen pictures. Kites make me happy, heh.

Will be putting up some pictures of kites and very few pictures from the fair here once I upload them to my laptop (and resize them). They'll also be up on my facebook account. Will also be putting some photos up from the North America trip a bit later (also on facebook).

This week has been pretty bland so far. Monday was... I don't remember anything of significance happening then. Tuesday... D&A came back and came over for dinner. I saw my shrink and she taught me some relaxation exercises and how to scan to ensure I am not tensing my muscles (damn you, jaw!) and we also talked about how I am getting better! Yes, I am. My parents bother me so much less and my mood is far less affected by them. I've still got a long way to go but this is progress and that's something. Wednesday... yay-no-class-day. Thursday's today. And nothing happened today apart from waking at like 5:30AM when I slept past midnight. So tired. Fun, eh?

Tomorrow we're going to disperse Frosty's ashes in the sea. Ash is coming too.

Um... I've been playing the Sims 3 again and I'm yet to be in the Christmas mood? Bahfuck. Gotta put the tree up soonish and I so have to clean my room. Someone needs to stand near me with a whip to ensure that I do.

Date: 2009-11-30 01:51 Subject: RIP Frosty - 29/11/2009 20:06 or so Security: Public

So... lots of things happened but I'm just going to touch on this one. Happened yesterday.

Ash, Kim and I went to D&A's place to feed the kitties as they were away. When we got there, everything seemed fine but when I went to introduce Ash to Frosty who was sitting high above on a shelf as she usually does, I noticed that Frosty was breathing abnormally. Very deeply and with what looked like some effort. At first I thought maybe it was a hairball and I was mistaking some stomach movement for breathing. Or perhaps the hiccups. I called Kim, she saw and said she didn't think it was either. We called Arjun's mother to see what she thought and my father. Soon after watching a bit more, we decided that this wasn't normal or okay behaviour and decided to bring her to the vet. As they don't have a cat carrier, my father brought ours over and also looked at Frosty to ensure it wasn't something silly.

So we stuck her in the vet and put the other cats in the house, during which I was more thinking about Frosty than I should so Fibbie blessed me with twin scratches on my face. Not deep or anything, though. Won't even scar. She really didn't like the carrier, as usual, and was meowing. Fibbie went over to see why and pat at the cage. As we walked to the car, I could smell something bad and I figured she either peed or shat. Turns out she peed as I found out later. During the ride, she meowed a lot more. I was sitting in the back with her and kept talking to her and putting my hand near her to let her know we were here and she was safe. She stuck her paw out to try to feel me so I patted it. She got a lot worse as well and her eyes were... scared. And desperate. And it damn near broke my heart to see her like that. Every time I looked at her, she meowed.

When we got there, we brought her in, they weighed her and asked what was wrong. I put her on a table, and they examined her with a stethoscope and then told us she needed a chest x-ray and dismissed us. So we waited outside. A bit passes and then we see them running back into that room with her wrapped in a towel and putting an oxygen mask on her. We started talking about it then and even walked in a bit before going back out to let them do their job. Guy from reception went in and shut the door. Kim was like "This is definitely not a chest infection" and Ash was theorising that maybe it was just a really bad one.

Some more time passes, the doctor comes and calls us in. Ash goes first, Kim after and as she is walking through the door, he informs us that Frosty's passed away. Kim was so shocked she kind of just stood there and I had to push her through.

Frosty was still pretty and just... so Frosty that I was waiting for her to jump and go "boo". But she didn't, of course. Turns out she had fluid outside or inside or something her lungs and she couldn't get anymore air. The fluid they pulled out was milky and they said it was due to a thoracic duct rupture and that could've been caused by a tumor or something. We don't know what exactly because no one wanted to have Frosty cut up. She was still soft and lovely but her eyes were scary blank and her mouth was open. They tried to close it but it wouldn't. So we told D&A. My mother tried but she couldn't so I did. It was... difficult. Anyway, long story with lots of emotions short, she'll be cremated, we'll get the ash and do something with it, Arjun's mother came over to see Frosty too. Afterward, my father told me that her peeing was probably her going into shock.

Frosty was a lovely kitty. She was sweet and loving, friendly, purred a lot and loved to eat flowers. She liked females and was a polite little lady. If you put your head near hers, she would butt it or rub against it. She was fluffy and soft and perfect like a warm, living teddy bear. She was pretty much perfect. Her only "faults" were liking food a little too much and shedding a whole lot. I'm glad she's out of that suffering now but I wish it hadn't happened so very much. It's hard to get it through my head that she isn't going to be there anymore and I won't be hugging her again or hearing her purr. And that I have to talk about her in the past tense.

Anyway, if there is an afterlife - which I don't believe but hey, I could be wrong - I hope you got a good one, Frosty. You'll always be remembered and loved and missed.

Date: 2009-11-29 01:48 Subject: Holy fuck, a new post this soon?! Security: Public Mood: bouncy

Yes, yes it really is a new post. Just a few days after the last one too! Don't expect this to last.

I've been watching a fair few movies recently including some that I've seen previously. A quick list:
Star Trek, the 2009 movie - I love you. I love you so very much.
Up - Oh my god the balloons. I want those balloons. I love Pixar's animation and I love those goddamned fucking balloons. The way it was all colourful when the light shone through it made me so happy. But then I'm a freak for colours. Carl was such a bitter old man, I loved it. Especially the prune juice in tank. I hope to one day be a cranky, bitchy old woman who throws stale fruit cake at kids.
Wall-E - I don't think anything I could say could do justice to how great Wall-E is. I will say I do love the bit where he's floating around in space using a fire extinguisher to navigate and Eve's all flying around him and they're leaving those spiraling streaks. It makes the mushy bits of me all melty. I am such a dork.
The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor or III or the one with the American playing Evie - I want the old Evie back, dammit. She was hotter, and had a better accent. Overall... I dunno, I didn't like this one so much. The first is the nicest, this one has an okay plot but just... lacked something?

And speaking of fruit cake, I was at the grocery store the other day and I saw "Luxury Fruit Cake". Since when is fruit cake luxury? There are all these "Christmas" food things up now like fruit mince pie and mixed chocolates in boxes and candy canes and there are decorations and trees and stuff but it still doesn't feel like Christmas. We'll put up the tree this year and maybe even our stockings but I get the feeling that somehow something will be lacking. Maybe I should add festive decorations to my room and listen to Christmas music? I mean, it's kind of sad if my favourite holiday of the year sucks ass.

It may get better closer to Christmas; after all, it's only November now, right? One of my cousins from India will be here, !brother-in-law's sister will be here, we'll have a tree, there'll be presents... We'll probably have a Christmas dinner/breakfast/something. I've got to work that one out since Ashkins was saying lets have a dinner on eve or Christmas and then open presents. That works but I really like presents under the tree so it would have to be Christmas but then what about opening it on Christmas morning? So I'm thinking maybe a Christmas brunch/breakfast! I shall toss the idea at them to see if they like it.

I'm actually getting a little more excited about it just typing this out. Mostly because I got to thinking of presents. I love presents. Not getting them, though, as people may think. I actually love giving them. I like picking them out, I like knowing I managed to get a good gift. I like finding gorgeous wrapping paper which they person receiving the gift will like. I don't like wrapping them so much, though, and I totally suck at it, which is why I try to find boxes for presents or get cuboid stuff. I like sticking bows and tags on things and generally making it look pretty. And I absolutely adore presents under the tree and the moment when you know they actually like what you got them and all your worry was for naught.

There's something special about Christmas. Something which no other holiday can seem to match for me. When I was younger, it was about the tree and presents. Now that I've grown some, it's about the tree and the giving and the sharing and just the joy. For some reason, despite celebrating many Christmases with my parents, I can't find one that is tainted because of them. That's something considering how many birthdays I've had which sucked because of them being around. Maybe I just get so caught up I couldn't give a fuck? I don't know. All I know is Christmas is special and I want to put our tree up soon so it'll be Christmas-time.

Date: 2009-11-26 19:08 Subject: Goodbyes, 2012, jazz hands! Security: Public Mood: amused Music: 977: the Hitz Channel

Goodbyes? Well, yes. I suppose the most obvious for people who read this is the colours. So say "bye bye!" to the old LJ colours and "hi!" to the new ones, picked by the lovely Ashkins. I'm still not entirely thrilled by the upper bar-thing text colours. A little too... lime-y? I'll probably fiddle with it more till I am satisfied. Anyway, as you folks would've noticed, the second goodbye is for the entries; all past entries have been deleted. I do have the text saved but I wanted a sort of "start over". I get this way every now and then.

Moving on to 2012, the movie! It was so fucking stupid and I have no clue how everyone was all "OMG THIS IS SO GOOD". Spoiler alert, btw. So neutrinos from a massive solar flare are acting like a microwave (first WTF) which causes the Earth's core's temperature to rise rapidly. Some scientist dude informs the US president (who is black. Obama much?) and the president then informs other heads of state. And what do they decide? To build arks. Yes. Arks. A bunch of people are chosen and the remaining seats each costs a billion euros. So what happens due to the heating up?

Earthquakes. That's it. Granted, massive earthquakes with earth crust displacement. Lots of sinking into the sea. Oh and the Yellowstone Caldera explodes. Due to the massive earthquakes and crust movement, there are giant tsunamis formed. Thus the arks. For the flooding. Yes, THE FLOODING. That's it. Earthquakes. Crust displacement. Caldera eruption. Flooding. No... you know, issues with the world heating up. No issues after the flood. 'cause everything's all hunky dory. We're saved! Yay Godarkbuilders!

The US president doesn't go on the ark. Nor does the Italian. Fifteenth WTF is about here. ObamaUS president gets hit by the USS John F. Kennedy which amuses the fuck out of me. The Pope? Nope, not on an Ark. He falls off a balcony or something. Dalai Lama? Heh. Funniest guy ever. He dies banging on a gong. Seriously. He's hitting a gong, giant wave envelops his little hideaway.

Anyway, lets talk about the characters. You have failed author, Charlie SomeGuy, and his family: Ex-wife, son who calls him Charlie and hates him, seven year old daughter who wets the bed. Seriously. They make a big deal of the bedwetting. Oh and Gordon, ex-wife's boyfriend/lover/boytoy who son hearts. Scientist guy with a heart of gold, Adrian something or the other, is next. Along with him there's Indian scientist guy with Son of Foreshadowing DOOOOOOM. SFD's toy boat was swamped by a "tsunami" when a car drove through a puddle. There's a wife somewhere but she might as well not exist. Anheuser, the President's Chief of Staff, is up next. He's probably the only character who seems sane to me. And there's a whole bunch of other boring as hell, adjective based characters with like one characteristic.

Moving on, Adrian's bleeding heart is bleeding because an Ark is broken so all the people who wanted to go on that can't and they're all going to die now. He's all "Compassion! If we let them die, we stop being human! We are civlised! Now open the goddamned gates and let them in." Anheuser, smartly, doesn't want to. He's all "Um hello? We kinda have to save ourselves if you want humanity to survive." But this is a movie so the other heads of state are all "Open em. Let em come in" So they do.

But oh dear! Charlie SomeGuy and his family are trying to sneak on board an Ark when the gates open and they drop something into the mechanism. Gordon ends up dying because y'know you can't have him around! If he was there SomeGuy totally wouldn't become a proper family again. I can understand this group of people. Survival of self. Totally makes sense. Anyway, the gate is unable to close fully after it takes the people who were outside on. And it's totally overloaded, by the way. So here you have impact of water almost there and the gate unclosed. This is all your fault, Adrian BleedingHeart. If you had just been a normal human, you wouldn't have done that crap and you wouldn't have damned everyone on that ark.

Of course, this is hollywood so they don't die (sadly). Here's the scene: They're overloaded. They've been kicked off the anchors that hold the ship in place when the first wave of the water hits. Btw, WTF 352 is around here: The arks are SO close together than when the tsunami knocks this ark off its anchors, it whacks the other arks. Smart. Anyway, the engines won't work till the gate is closed. But the gate mechanism is jammed. Oh my! And if that wasn't bad enough, they're on a collision course toward Everest!

Anyway, Charlie manages to get the thing out of the mechanism, no one dies, and the engines kick in just as they smack into Everest and they're saved! In the end, some month or so later, they go to the Cape of Good Hope 'cause it was named that for a good reason and Africa is now the tallest points of the Earth and it looks like it was never submerged.

Yes. The neutrinos magically went away after the flood. Thank you, GodHollywood scriptwriters! But you know what's the worst part? Adorable daughter with bed wetting issue no longer has one! Isn't that the Greatest Thing Ever?

Yeah, it wasn't good. Interesting ideas, sure, and the arks looked kinda cool. But the whole thing? Oh boy. And this is just touching on the points. There are so many I am ignoring.

Later, I'll be laughing/ranting about the Lost Symbol, probably. And New Moon when I watch it! Though I might do a Twilight post first.

E: Oh and one of the best scenes ever? Giraffes, elephants and the like being transported using helicopters... over the snow-covered mountains of China.

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