300 and other things.

I managed to catch 300 yesterday. The cinematography was great, the characters were very well-casted and I absolutely love the whole British dry humour in it. I love the way the story was unfolded by the sardonic narrator and the deliberate but random modern punctuations in the dialogues.

I love how incredibly manly the males were in the film. And it’s not just due to the fact that they were gallivanting half-naked with perfectly sculpted pectorals 99.9% of the time in the film, although it did help. I have a thing for scruffy men. Oooh la la! All the boo needs now is to get rid of the beer belly…woohoot and I can get myself a Leonidas!

I absolutely loved the queen’s comeback to Theron, the crooked politician while she slowly slew him. I love the Queen, she’s exactly the kind of woman I respect and want to be. The kind of women who stand by their men regardless of everything and scheme to help them when the situation calls for it. It reminds me of Laura Linney’s character (Annabeth Markum) in Mystic River.

Annabeth Markum: Celeste called looking for you. She was worried something might happen. She told me about Dave. Told me what she told you. What kind of wive says those things about her husband? And why’d she run to you?
Jimmy Markum: Why did not you call?
Annabeth Markum: Because it’s like I told the girls. Their daddy is a king. And a king knows what to do and does it.

Source: IMDB

(If you haven’t watched Mystic River, please do it!). Errrrr…end of diversion -_-

300 is definitely one of the better films this year. It’s nothing like Gladiator, which was boring as hell. True, there were scenes in 300 that would remind you of that over-rated turkey but both films are set in a similar era and location so it’s not fair to call 300 a copycat.

So go watch it and please do it at the cinema cause the film will be wasted on your tele.

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It’s weird, when I was younger, I could even make a topic out of walking across my college’s car park. Now that I have many more happening stuff to talk about, but I just can’t seem to put them into words. I hope my blog is not dying a slow, painful death. Doesn’t help matter that everyday after work, all I wanna do is shower, have a hearty dinner and watch tele. I can’t even bring myself to surf the net.

There must be a way to get back my blogging momentum. But just how am I supposed to do that?

Walking calluses.

Lets call her M. M is a friend of my former classmate, $. We had a gathering a week ago and I told $ about some party tickets that I had and that I could give it to him and his friends for free.

So, $ called me a few days ago to tell me that this M girl was interested in the tickets. I was more than happy to give her the tickets, and told $ to give M my number so that we could arrange something. M called me back a while later and we discussed about how to pass her the tickets.

I told her where my office was, thinking that she would come and collect them. But no, she asked if I could go to this restaurant that was out of way from my office. I said, I can’t..and especially not during work. So she said okay and asked if I could meet her at The Curve after work. I told her I wasn’t sure because I didn’t know when I was going to leave my office (busy, busy week). She then said I could give her a call when it’s free for us to meet and then the conversation ended.

Fast forward to this morning, very early in the morning, I received an SMS from M.

Could we meet tonight so that you can pass me the tickets?

Unfortunately for M, I have no more tickets to give out and so I replied her sms with an apology.


Sorry babe, I’ve ran out of tix already.

Ladies and gentlemen, do you know what’s her next reply????

you suppose to reserve for me. nvm thx.

WT FLYING FUCK? This chick has no shame. Who does she think she is? I don’t even fucking know her!!!!

I replied her sms…

I don’t owe them to you and i’m certainly not your postman.

Then this stupid embarassment to females alike replied after a long pause (probably trying to think up of a comeback)…


chill, don’t be serious, gal ;)

which I received while stuck in the bloody jam.

Of which I replied,


I’ll chill after you’ve learnt some manners ;)

She didn’t reply after that.

I tell you, some people are walking calluses. Thick skin extraordinaire!!!!!

Don’t know how $ managed to befriend people like that, man -_-

I’ve created a monster!

It’s 3.30am on a Monday morning and I’ve just came back from a long karaoke session with boo. Yes, I’m going to work in a couple of hours -_-.

You know, I think I have created a monster. Dude’s a mic hoarder now. And he didn’t even like karaoke to begin with!

We’re even thinking of going for vocal training now *gasp*

Do you know any class in and around PJ area? Let me know!