Saturday, February 27, 2010
Today was an awesome day. =)
The whole day was spent so happily and I finally caught a movie after SO LONG.
The movie that I caught with Pampam was "Dear John", an film adaptation of the book by Nicholas Sparks. Hmm... I didn't remember reading the book when I first saw the movie but about 15 minutes into the movie, the storyline struck me as familiar. Turns out that I did read that book a couple of years back, probably during the Nicholas Sparks craze (message in a bottle, the notebook).. I thought that the movie was good. Well portrayed.
------SPOILER ALERT-----
The whole story revolved around this autistic father. Problem is, he wasn't thought to have that condition, and it wasn't explicitly stated but rather, hinted at. You'll probably need prior knowledge about the symptoms and behavior of autism to pick up on the clue that the father suffers from that condition.
Autistic people tend to require structure in their life. In fact they thrive in environments where they have absolute control in. They do repetitive things. They are also unable to express feelings or personal thoughts and opinions. Autistic people also have fear of change- new surroundings, new people. They open up when talking about things that they love but often speak of them in absolute fact devoid of emotional attachments. It is highly likely that if you are a stranger, you would be ignored by them too.
END OF SPOILER
I realise that I tend to like films that allow imagination or gives room for interpretation. For this particular film, I liked how hints were subtle thus making you think deeper to draw the correlation between scenes.
Ycamp. I'm looking forward to it. =)
(completely irrelevant: the tinge of sadness still strikes me, it seems as though I don't want to you to be mine but I need you to be around a lot. =s Do I make sense?!)
The whole day was spent so happily and I finally caught a movie after SO LONG.
The movie that I caught with Pampam was "Dear John", an film adaptation of the book by Nicholas Sparks. Hmm... I didn't remember reading the book when I first saw the movie but about 15 minutes into the movie, the storyline struck me as familiar. Turns out that I did read that book a couple of years back, probably during the Nicholas Sparks craze (message in a bottle, the notebook).. I thought that the movie was good. Well portrayed.
------SPOILER ALERT-----
The whole story revolved around this autistic father. Problem is, he wasn't thought to have that condition, and it wasn't explicitly stated but rather, hinted at. You'll probably need prior knowledge about the symptoms and behavior of autism to pick up on the clue that the father suffers from that condition.
Autistic people tend to require structure in their life. In fact they thrive in environments where they have absolute control in. They do repetitive things. They are also unable to express feelings or personal thoughts and opinions. Autistic people also have fear of change- new surroundings, new people. They open up when talking about things that they love but often speak of them in absolute fact devoid of emotional attachments. It is highly likely that if you are a stranger, you would be ignored by them too.
END OF SPOILER
I realise that I tend to like films that allow imagination or gives room for interpretation. For this particular film, I liked how hints were subtle thus making you think deeper to draw the correlation between scenes.
Ycamp. I'm looking forward to it. =)
(completely irrelevant: the tinge of sadness still strikes me, it seems as though I don't want to you to be mine but I need you to be around a lot. =s Do I make sense?!)
Thursday, February 18, 2010
What kind of girl am I?
After reading that title, you might think that I'll be talking about something philosophical. Maybe something along the lines of I am a girl who is not afraid of dreaming big, faces up to challenges, looks to saving the world by eradicating all terrorists and what have you. But what I want to say is just that...
I'm a pen and paper kinda girl.
In fact stationary stores enthrall me to no end. The different types of pen sorted into different cubicle holes, that whole array of colour just brings to mind countless possibilities. A ballpoint pen from Redleaf and a gel pen from Signo Uni-ball and maybe an ink pen from Pilot G-Tec.
Lets talk about each of those pens and the memory I have, associated with them.
Redleaf ballpoint pen
I have come to associate this pen and the colour RED as one entity entirely. What does it remind you of?
Have I managed to remind you of your primary school teacher perhaps? Maybe the image of your jotter book comes into mind, homework handed in and marked, red ticks and crosses marking the pages. That's my memory.
The red coloured Redleaf ballpoint pen has become a symbol of authority. The path that it makes across my homework determines how well I have understood my lessons. Ticks serve to reassure me while crosses causes minor palpitations. =s
Signo Uni-ball gel pen
This is a whole different memory altogether. I don't think of any particular colour that I would associate with these pens. In fact, manufacturing them in a huge spectrum of colour contributed to the formation of this memory association!
Think, autograph books. Primarily autograph books. Of course it extends to other types of genre as well, like birthday cards. I remember how I used to envy those who had perfect full collections of these coloured pens because they had colour at their disposal when beautifying their autograph book entries.
These pens fascinated me a great deal. First you had them in solid colours. Then you had them in marbled colour (this made me buy the whole set. $9 was a fortune back in primary school!!), then in glitter and pastels then glow-in-the-dark. Gosh the variety is just mind-blowing! I have to say that I have acquired, over the years, gel pens in all their various variations. The things you can do with them are astounding! Coupled with all those lovey dovey friendship lines that were used to script, I'd say,
"Roses are red, Violets are blue, gel pens you are, a dream come true!" =)
Pilot G-Tec ink pens
My FAVOURITE pen of the pack! I love them, only when their nib is 0.4mm and BLACK though. =s I'm particular about my pens and this is the one I have been using since secondary school! Although it costs a bomb, the experience that I get from using this pen is definitely worth it! I have probably been using it from when it costs $2.60 till the $3 it cost per pen now. As I have said, its expensive. =(
I use it for all my homework and assignments through at least 2 levels of education already and I have no doubt that I would be using it in the future as well. =) A good pen goes a long way...
After all that talk about PENS, I haven't forgotten about my PAPER!
I'm particular about paper too. I absolutely abhor writing on cheap, low quality paper! They spoil my pens!! I remember how in secondary school and JC, we had to use foolscap paper all the time. $1 per book foolscap paper hit the market and with attractive cartoons adorning the covers, was a hit among my friends. Gosh all that marketing gimmicky stuff! The paper quality was so bad, the paper so grainy, no matter what sort of pen I used, I could feel it scratching the page as I write. Major irritation! I opted to use Double A foolscap paper instead. Give me plain covers and good quality paper any day! =)
Nowadays there seemed to be a scrap booking craze, stores selling scrap booking materials are mushrooming all over the city. Guess who's a very happy girl? =D Love all those stuff.
A handwritten note beats anything electronic, any day! All in favor of this say "AYE!"
P.S. I was blog hopping and came across this woman who has something to say about being a pen and paper sort of girl. Do check HER out!
After reading that title, you might think that I'll be talking about something philosophical. Maybe something along the lines of I am a girl who is not afraid of dreaming big, faces up to challenges, looks to saving the world by eradicating all terrorists and what have you. But what I want to say is just that...
I'm a pen and paper kinda girl.
In fact stationary stores enthrall me to no end. The different types of pen sorted into different cubicle holes, that whole array of colour just brings to mind countless possibilities. A ballpoint pen from Redleaf and a gel pen from Signo Uni-ball and maybe an ink pen from Pilot G-Tec.
Lets talk about each of those pens and the memory I have, associated with them.
Redleaf ballpoint pen
I have come to associate this pen and the colour RED as one entity entirely. What does it remind you of?
Have I managed to remind you of your primary school teacher perhaps? Maybe the image of your jotter book comes into mind, homework handed in and marked, red ticks and crosses marking the pages. That's my memory.
The red coloured Redleaf ballpoint pen has become a symbol of authority. The path that it makes across my homework determines how well I have understood my lessons. Ticks serve to reassure me while crosses causes minor palpitations. =s
Signo Uni-ball gel pen
This is a whole different memory altogether. I don't think of any particular colour that I would associate with these pens. In fact, manufacturing them in a huge spectrum of colour contributed to the formation of this memory association!
Think, autograph books. Primarily autograph books. Of course it extends to other types of genre as well, like birthday cards. I remember how I used to envy those who had perfect full collections of these coloured pens because they had colour at their disposal when beautifying their autograph book entries.
These pens fascinated me a great deal. First you had them in solid colours. Then you had them in marbled colour (this made me buy the whole set. $9 was a fortune back in primary school!!), then in glitter and pastels then glow-in-the-dark. Gosh the variety is just mind-blowing! I have to say that I have acquired, over the years, gel pens in all their various variations. The things you can do with them are astounding! Coupled with all those lovey dovey friendship lines that were used to script, I'd say,
"Roses are red, Violets are blue, gel pens you are, a dream come true!" =)
Pilot G-Tec ink pens
My FAVOURITE pen of the pack! I love them, only when their nib is 0.4mm and BLACK though. =s I'm particular about my pens and this is the one I have been using since secondary school! Although it costs a bomb, the experience that I get from using this pen is definitely worth it! I have probably been using it from when it costs $2.60 till the $3 it cost per pen now. As I have said, its expensive. =(
I use it for all my homework and assignments through at least 2 levels of education already and I have no doubt that I would be using it in the future as well. =) A good pen goes a long way...
After all that talk about PENS, I haven't forgotten about my PAPER!
I'm particular about paper too. I absolutely abhor writing on cheap, low quality paper! They spoil my pens!! I remember how in secondary school and JC, we had to use foolscap paper all the time. $1 per book foolscap paper hit the market and with attractive cartoons adorning the covers, was a hit among my friends. Gosh all that marketing gimmicky stuff! The paper quality was so bad, the paper so grainy, no matter what sort of pen I used, I could feel it scratching the page as I write. Major irritation! I opted to use Double A foolscap paper instead. Give me plain covers and good quality paper any day! =)
Nowadays there seemed to be a scrap booking craze, stores selling scrap booking materials are mushrooming all over the city. Guess who's a very happy girl? =D Love all those stuff.
A handwritten note beats anything electronic, any day! All in favor of this say "AYE!"
P.S. I was blog hopping and came across this woman who has something to say about being a pen and paper sort of girl. Do check HER out!
Monday, February 08, 2010
POP-UPS
POP-UNDERS
ROLL-OVERS
they all irritate the hell out of me.
just let me surf the net in peace already all you money-minded people.
POP-UNDERS
ROLL-OVERS
they all irritate the hell out of me.
just let me surf the net in peace already all you money-minded people.
I just did my spring cleaning today. (much more i'd like to do but that's for another day... haha) Yet, finally I got my lazy ass down to doing it.
As usual, I dug up some memories. All the hong kong memories, the orientation mementos, strawberry earrings, and mjc econs "workbook". Made me think. See, life is not all about being in the present. The past makes up so much of the present, there is no way of pointing out where the past stopped and where the present began, much less where the future might be.
You know, I can't begin to imagine what is it like to lose my memory or have a memory so short it is only a fraction of a minute. I also can't imagine what kind of pain one might have to suffer to leave behind everything and attempt to move on, living the life of another person altogether. Along the same lines, I see Alzheimer's disease as horrible and equivalent to that of a terminal disease.
The new year might be coming, it might be a whole new year for us chinese, but lets not rush headfirst into embracing the new beginning without a silent backward look at our past. Feel that regret for all the things that you could have made right, feel the sorrow at all the loss... Only then could we look forward to the promise of the future, with wide open wise(r) eyes.
Happy Lunar New Year!
As usual, I dug up some memories. All the hong kong memories, the orientation mementos, strawberry earrings, and mjc econs "workbook". Made me think. See, life is not all about being in the present. The past makes up so much of the present, there is no way of pointing out where the past stopped and where the present began, much less where the future might be.
You know, I can't begin to imagine what is it like to lose my memory or have a memory so short it is only a fraction of a minute. I also can't imagine what kind of pain one might have to suffer to leave behind everything and attempt to move on, living the life of another person altogether. Along the same lines, I see Alzheimer's disease as horrible and equivalent to that of a terminal disease.
The new year might be coming, it might be a whole new year for us chinese, but lets not rush headfirst into embracing the new beginning without a silent backward look at our past. Feel that regret for all the things that you could have made right, feel the sorrow at all the loss... Only then could we look forward to the promise of the future, with wide open wise(r) eyes.
Happy Lunar New Year!
