Tuesday, July 29, 2008
i swear that was the heartiest laugh i had in days, or even weeks. that scene when barbossa opens up the charts and sees a huge hole where the turning map was to be was just too good to pass for a laugh. and that familiar montage of my favourite music, curse that soundtrack compiler who didn't include this montage.
close my eyes, let the music engulf, let all thoughts run, imagination fly.
omg the feeling is just indescribable. even when i'm just staring at the black credits, and in my confined room, i really felt like i'm out in the caribbean... hans zimmer, if only you didn't smoke, i'll make an altar and pray to you every day... whahaha
that montage... omg!!!!! i really love it. why the hell did i even forget it existed... sheesh.
ooh, tree sign in msn whahaha.. ok.. that was random...
my gosh... movies and music... my medication.
the bloopers are just the perfect pill to make people laugh. and just one second into that scene and i'm on the floor already. i really forgot that feeling when i laugh genuinely, and not fake it...
i think my mood, life is like a movie player. once it starts playing, that's where i feel joy and happiness, that there's still hope. sounds cliche... i know.. and once the stop button is pushed, cd ejected out, and it's back to being sad twisted pathetic loser suen hui again...
i'm hopeless man... sheesh... and wait.. where did i catch that 'sheesh' thing? it seems to be quite a catchy phrase i'm speaking now huh... eew.
anyway. today, had a good start. because i woke up to a dreamless sleep. surprisingly i didn't have a dream last night... which is rather rare... but since rare is something to beware about from my experience, i should have taken caution.
the other day i had this freaky dream... well actually it was rather normal, since dreams were usually random stuff that cannot be explained by daily logic... only thing freaky is... i had a darling in there... when i woke up i was like... "who the hell was that?!" and as i tried recalling that dream, omg, i really did dream that i had a darling... i mean 'HOW RANDOM CAN THAT GET?!" sheesh man... to think, such thoughts will even penetrate my mind during SLEEP! and then all sorts of random people started popping out, but since i know them in life, and they remain as how i know them, such as through the net means net, F2F means F2F... but my gawd! why the hell did i even dream i had a darling! and as i tried to recall further, although i can't be sure if the psy101 stuff comes into play, i think, he really does has Gri-darling's features... or at least was how i perceived it to be... sheesh man... something is wrong with my head!
ok enough of weird dreams. there's nothing to be freaked out about a random dream with a darling in it. it's a good sign, that i'm dreaming of Grimmjow. it's a good sign. it's a good sign...
anyway, back to my day. well done my buddies for all the project and presentations at china man's class today! and all those who presented at that acursed saches' class. i'll get to that in a moment...
frankly, i thought my ad was pretty good, since, at least it was quite out of this world. and i got the bombshell that someone was doing the same ad as i was... at that point i really thought, so is this how i'm being treated? at the end of each semester with ppts and projects and exams, there'll always be an obstacle that seems to crush me breathless and on the verge of crying? i don't know if i can survive more of these... one day i might just snap and break.
then i sat through more show and tell, and i got to say with every comment saches made about people's analysis, and with every 'i'll get to that' my fellow classmate mention, i hate that guy more and more. i mean:
WHY THE HELL CAN'T YOU SHADDAP AND JUST LISTEN?!
and i'm starting to wonder... if your Ph.D is properly stamped or not... so 'high context' and 'haptics' sounds like an alien language to you? or were you jesting? maybe you should go read the book, 'interpersonal communication'... Honolulu can teach you some stuff really... and since that's the case, i think you two don't know each other... which is a good thing...
and then... you made wendy-chan cry. !@#$%$">!@#$%$#@!
i really think you SHOULD go for
honolulu's INTERCULTURAL and INTERPERSONAL communication modules and get some credit hours...
nevermind about persuasion, as far as
i'm concerned, you can tell me loads of things, but
i'll take your first lesson's 'lesson' for real
rhetoric=bullshit. at least... the rhetoric that came from you... i think
i'll stick to
caldini... and i never thought
i'll say this, literately, never, but i think
i'll go to
aristotle if i need rhetoric... honestly i hate that guy right to the core after
UGC111, but compared to
saches...
i'll rather go to the dead, decomposed, dust-reduced guy if i need some lessons...
i mean, if culturally, or even normally, you can't do what you said, that equals to bullshit isn't it? sure you can say others can't think from another perspective... well, aren't you doing the same too? sticking close to your perception and argument that 'that ad is disturbing'?
isn't communication the study of how to relate to people? how to open up our minds to accept what is different before judging them?
oh my gawd, your image of '
Authority' from one of the weapons of influence is crumbling!!!!
omg!
crumble
crumble..
RUN or you'll be crushed under debris!!!
crumble..
crumble further...
crumble
crumbled.
omg! i sound so contradicting. but that's another case. perhaps we should make him sit through our presentation on that cultural exploration of Japan. let him see some really disturbing stuff. but i know the reaction anyway. it'll be 'disturbing', and he'll have nightmares and weird stuff swarming in his head because he has not understood the whole intercultural thing... well, case point. and aim achieved. to give him nightmares.
whahahaha muhahahaha.
ok i'm starting to get incoherent.
all in all, i think i didn't do so badly, since i can't bang on my original analysis anymore. and it's lucky that i have some back-up points, or else i think
i'll really be screwed.
thank you
Rockstar Sarih, for staying with me. i owe you a big thanks for this one.
thanks to all the guys who stayed to be audience despite the late hour and the off-ed
aircon.
thanks to
angie and
wendy for your 'good luck's. you guys did great on your show and tell!
and lastly, a big sorry to Paris Janice, for leaving you to present on
thursday.
here is my good luck to everyone presenting on
thursday, all the best in crushing
saches' interruptions and his madness and insanity.
there's something i saw today, that i can't get it out of my head. despite it was a little thing, but i felt it made the whole difference in the world. just like throwing stranded starfishes back into the sea, it may not make a difference since there are thousands of them on the shore, but it made a difference for that one starfish that was thrown back into the sea.
and i thought that incident, it may be small, and quick as a flash, but it made an impact and i thought, why couldn't i be the one doing that? i know i won't be that fast thinking, and do what it is to help that situation on that spot, help others. all i know is i will sympathise and salvage that situation after all it happened. but i don't know how to react at that point. it's always the aftermath that i think of solutions... but what i saw today, was at-that-instant-solution that worked marvelously and saved people. i want to be like that. i really want to. i think that is what separates the ones who will make a difference.
to that person, it may just a small gesture, but in my eyes, that was what make the phrase 'a cut above the rest' true. and that's where it's all the difference. people imitate good actions, but how many people in this world can be initiators that gives birth to such good actions? at least i know i can't.
i'll always be the imitator, not the initiator.
and that is a sad commentary in and of itself...
