The Dark Knight.

I’m such a fanboi. I’ve just met this editor from a publication that I’ve practically worshipped since my late teens and we actually chit chatted like normal people. At least I tried to chat like normal. It was surreal, I was trying so hard not to weird out anyone with my fanboiness but I could barely contain myself. OMG.

Moving on…………

I watched The Dark Knight yesterday, thanks to great peeps from Nokia and of course David. It was awesome.

Nokia.
The Dark Knight courtesy of Nokia.

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Random thought.

Was about to leave for dinner when I caught a glimpse of what’s on the television. A local drama was on and a young girl was in her bedroom, lying on her belly in her bed, starring up the ceiling looking really blissful.

Then the scene cut into some flashbacks of her and her boyfriend doing some bollywood dancing canoodling in the garden thing.

What really bothered me is that in reality, the sequence of events that would actually transpire when a girl in love thinks about her lover is this:

1. Girl lies on her back.
2. Girl’s eyes are either closed or rolled back.
3. Girl moans.
4. Girl’s hands are nowhere to be seen.
5. A low frequency sound may or may not be heard in the background.

This is why our local tv stuff is shit.