Films galoreJanuary 31, 2006 12:02 pm

Rating: 4 out of 5
Note: Not recommended for people with depression, bipolar, or even cyclothymic disorder. Not recommended for guys too, cuz i doubt u’d really understand what was going on.

The Hours

What a film to watch over the CNY… I almost turned suicidal and broke down in tears for no apparent reason… following which I had to stop the movie and resume it a day later. -_-

Oio, stupid self-professed saint! ‘thanks’ for your recommendation!

I suppose the reason why it affected me so much was cuz I could identify with one of the characters… that would be Laura (Julianne Moore). Despite all that perfection and apparent satisfaction, which looked to all like a wonderfully happy family, I do still feel a pervading sense of loneliness. It’s like nothing you ever achieve or do would really matter. After all, we’re all just going to die right? Sometimes I really wonder why I’m doing all this… and I’ve come to realise that the only way I’m going to keep myself alive and striving ahead is if I’m doing it for myself. If I ever decide that I’m living for someone else, or living to contribute to a faceless, meaningless society, or if I’m living just so to attain all the power, glory and monetary comforts, I’d sooner kill myself. YES, we have to live for ourselves!

The character I felt saddest for was Clarissa (Meryl Streep). She was a woman who had a summer relationship with this guy, who later turned gay… (and I mean real gay, like living with a guy partner). Later on, the guy she loved suffered from AIDS, and she continued, painstakingly to stay by his side in order to take care of him. Everything in her live revolved around him. We would wonder, why why why would she voluntarily remain by a guy who gave up her love and became GAY? And why look after a person when she knew that he was going to die… and spend terrible years suffering physical pain and stigma before he passed away? Maybe she really loved him, some might say, but I’m more inclined to say that she needed to feel worthy, to feel needed and to feel like someone’s life depended on her. Hmmm actually it’s not that rare too, I believe so many women out there do so much, in fact, too much, for the ‘weaker sex’.

As for Virginia Woolf, I think she’s a highly intriguing woman… very feminist… very courageous… Do you know how she killed herself? She wore a heavy overcoat, put a stone in her pocket, and forced herself to walk into the cold waters of the river near where she lived. She was a very good swimmer, yet she managed to force herself to die this way… Her method of suicide has been described as ‘gallant’. Anyway, it’s not fair to form an idea of her based on what other people have interpreted, as in the movie and the bonus features within. I think I will borrow a copy of her books to read and try to understand her better through her work. Excerpts from her work were read out in the bonus features, and I really like the way she writes… so poetic and vivid!

“Write a lot of letters to yr family and friends, keep a diary; don’t let a day pass without recording it, whether anything interesting has happened or not. Something interesting happens everyday.”
— Virginia Woolf

Don’t you admire the passion she possesses?

The pensieve - daily musings 11:38 am

Ah, things to DIE for. (hmm now why do people use ‘die for’? shouldn’t you ‘live’ in order to get these things? heheh… the wonders of the english language!)

Online shopping is indeed great fun! but it’s just as addictive and you run this enormous risk of declaring yourself bankrupt the next morning… so… the key to having fun ’shopping’ online is to shop only at super expensive sites, where the items cost more than what you have in your bank account. haha…

plus, u can always find nice and cheaper versions of the ‘real’ goods in shops around. ;) all you need to know is the style! yay!

Cathy Waterman feather earrings
Actually I’ve seen these feather earrings around in Taka, definitely cost less than a tenth of what they’re selling it over here… hmmm should lurve to get a pair… heheh. i’m indeed the ‘earrings whore’, but dun call me that to the face unless u want me to reset yr nose.

Anaconda Fissure heart pendant
ooooh, caught this at Luxist.com… nice recommendation from the pig. heheh. It bears an uncanny resemblance to the trees in the orthopaedics logo. hmmm… maybe some ortho surgeon could get this for his gf/wife for anniversary eh? hahaha…

Kazuko web cuff
Gorgeous! That’s why i lurve jap-style stuff… they’re elegant, fragile and feminine!!!

Source: Barney’s New York

The pensieve - daily musings 12:11 am

once i graduate, i will need to learn how to 避年 heh.

This year’s count:

0 — No. of people who asked me if i had a boyfriend (i suppose i don’t look like the type who can have a boyfriend… or they’re just waiting for me to graduate… which brings me back to point one)

0 — No. of times i felt suicidal (i’m going to get the self-proclaimed-saint who caused me all that unnecessary misery…)

1 — No. of people seeking advice on CAM (complementary and alternative medicine) -> who asked abt at least 3 items i dunno anything of.

2 — No. of people who showed me their medications (yay! i suppose no one wants to be reminded of being sick in the new year period!)

3 — No. of times i got asked which speciality i intend to go to (to which i gleefully answered psychiatry and threw in Woodbridge as my ideal working environment… and looked at their shell-shocked faces… muahahaha)

4 — No. of times i got asked which yr of school i’m at (they got tired of asking year after year after year… n i never seem to graduate)

5 — No. of times i got called or people taught they kids to call me auntie. FREAK! all those kids are learning how to talk now!

i suppose this year’s new year wasn’t all that bad… aside from the paltry amount received, the fact that my fave relatives weren’t around and the fact that i feel so old when i see all those babies popping out my cousins so fast you can’t even say ‘pseudohypoparathyroidism’! -_-

one day more before school starts again and i’m feeling so stressed so stressed so stressed…