Monthly Archive for November, 2006

Whoa Pokai

Going out on photoshoots and film screening is a tedious process, and it burns a hole in one’s pocket. Not for my film, it’s not - after all, we used whatever we can find in the surroundings and made use of nothing that would cost us $$. I know people are cheap. So it’s better to have a $0 budget for the film.

Aaron’s film, however - is a high budget film having all sorts of locations and props… And glass breaking. Whoa.

So yeah, I joined them in their photoshoot session (at my own expense) - mainly because I know they’ll be doing fun stuff and I’ll be missing out if I don’t. Of course, there’s a little fishball here and there, but that’s not the point.

So yeah, we went to Dave’s Deli for dinner after trying to get some photos of the sunset at the beach (which didn’t really work out).

Group at Dave Deli's

From the left: Tish, Me (ninja style pose), Mei Vun, Aaron Mark, Kroll, Scott and Stacy~ So yeah, the photoshoot was for Aaron’s film, where Kroll and Mei Vun are acting as a couple. Got a few photos that can generate a big scandal if I choose to post them… But no. I beradam.

So we went to Marriot Hotel’s lounge/bar/whatever-you-call-it-place-with-live-band after that to take more ‘romantic’ photos of our dear actors. o.o

So yeah, here’s a photo of Mei Vun with the singer at Marriot. I won’t let you all sit there like that after having written about having a pretty actress for my film, would I? Rejoice, mortals.

Mei Vun Singing~

She was singing with the lady there… Can’t remember what song… Haih.

Of course, what kind of director would I be if I hadn’t taken a photo with our dear actress herself?

Me and Mei Vun (spoiled photo)

My camera wah cacat. Or maybe it’s ACDSee which deleted the good version where I told the photographer (Kroll) to use single flash. But regardless, I shall post this.

Originally, I wanted a pimp photo with both Tish and Mei Vun in it and me in the middle, but ah well…

Me, Tish, and Scott

At least I got this photo with Tish, and Scott at the back.

Me and Kroll Smoking~

And finally a photo of me with Kroll. We’re supposed to be blowing smoke from our mouths… But my camera cacat. What to do? Hantam aje la. So yeah, we chilled, played darts, took more scandalous photos… And we went home.

I never did get my pimp photo.

Inverse Preparation Law

The Inverse Preparation Law states that:
1. Whenever a person is in favourable odds with a certain situation, the expected situation will not occur.
2. Whenever a person is unprepared for a certain situation, the situation will occur.

Examples:
1. When Subject A has a written script for an important phonecall, Subject A will not be able to reach the planned receiver. However, when Subject A is in a car without the said script - the said receiver will call back.
2. When Subject B is dressed up and looking all fly, Subject B will not run into any hot girls. However, when Subject B is cosplaying as L or wearing short pants and sandals, Subject B will inevitably have hot girls in the vicinity at all times.

- Yeo Kian Bung (2006)

Yes, an iron-clad law - founded and tested by yours truly. It works all the time, even with all the variables in life considered. Life is just such a bitch. What can I say?

Dressed in simple t-shirt and short pants, plodding around with my sandals - yelling and shouting at everyone while directing my movie. Sweaty and totally not fly, and I just had to have to be this way when our pretty actress is around today. *sigh* Tidak fly, man.

Well, whatever. It doesn’t really matter now.

A word of warning to all though - try not to let your computer become a public entertainment device, lest risking the exposure of… sensitive personal information. Turn off MSN, at least. Or password protect it.

Like seriously.

Pieces in Place

Finally, the pieces are falling into place. My movie production is scheduled to happen at tomorrow, at my place. While I’ve had issues (and still do) with the damn door that I originally planned to use with my movie, I guess the kitchen door will suffice. The only problem is getting it to open properly (smoothly)…

Anyway, the most important character of the film has finally been casted! Contrary to what you may think, it’s not the main (guy) character or the supporting (guy) character. It is (duh) the only female cast member! (And yes, I had someone else handle the casting of the two guys :P) Believe it or not, the previous movie screening has proven that skill in acting, cinematography and genre of film matter not when it comes to amateur student movies.

The only thing that matters is whether there was a pretty/hot/cute girl casted in it. It didn’t even matter if it was a small role. It still counts. And for my movie, I shall have Mei Vun. Rejoice, fellow mortals!

The movie will be a big success~ ^_^

I Feel Fly~

Wah gila. I was too tired from rushing work to type this in earlier, but finally it’s here~

You know a good day when you’re in it. You know that kind of day when you decide to take a morning shower, wear your shoes, dress up nicely, gel your hair… That kind of day where every step seems lighter, everything seems to go right - even if you mess things up, you do something that your could never do before, and overall you just feel so damn good about yourself and the world around you.

Well, damn right. Tuesday: early morning - woke up, cleaned up, dressed up for the speech, gelled up my hair to look fly, and sat around waiting for Scott to pick me up. ECS - did my speech. I had expected to run out of things to talk about before I hit the 13-minute minimum mark, but I was shocked when I saw Scott hold up the 15-minute marker. Cilaka - time passed way too fast. Besides a few clumsy pen-dropping, paper-dropping and near-desk-destroying, I would say the speech went way too well. Maybe it’s because I prepared like crazy to tembak-proof my speech. Or maybe because I was doing a speech on Censorship. That topic is my pet passion when it comes to assignments.

After that, we chilled around until we suddenly realised that we could get our results for our ISP editing assignment. I got a 17/20 - pretty good for one hour and four minutes of work. Anyway, whee~

And after that, I have finally conquered a fear that has plagued me for years. In fact, I’d say that it has plagued me all my life - or long enough to seem so. After all, one’s upbringing shapes one, and certain traits just set in without anyone realising. It was nerve-wrecking, yet very very exhilarating. Then again, maybe I should restate the previous claim. I am now starting my process of conquering a fear that has plagued me for years. Ah, that’s more like it.

Regardless, I felt fly.

Of course, my flyness was almost spoiled when a few classmates and I had to stay back after ITJ because our lecturer had some issues with our report for a presentation we did earlier this semester. Apparently I didn’t include the questions themselves that I had answered in that report. Whatever, so I wrote up the questions and handed it back in - and went on my merry way.

Was dead tired the rest of the night, maybe being fly saps energy. Who knows.

Anyway, I got back my ITJ report. It scored an 80%. I find that rather funny, especially since people expect something bad after all that hoohah about it the day before. It restored my flyness, so whatever.

Well, so ends my blog post. Nothing else to blog about.

Anyway, I have decided that it takes a player to beat a player. Come, bring it on.

My New Year’s Resolution (never had that before in my life - ever), to completely conquer my fear and become a P-I-M-P. (or something along that line)

My First Paperblog…

Photoblog 1
Paperblog 2
Paperblog 3

Reading Log…

Yawn. Went out with Kroll and Scott to do the reading logs. I was supposed to be writing something for my reading log, but it ended up being something completely different. It’s hard to do work when you’re outside the house… And distracted by stray thoughts.

Haih. Just read and see for yourself what I had written… (Page 1, Page 2)

Aww… Sweet, isn’t it? (Barber 2006)

Stephen Speaks

Listening to: Out of My League by Stephen Speaks

it’s her hair and her eyes today
that just simply take me away
and the feeling that i’m falling further in love
makes me shiver but in a good way
all the times i have sat and stared
as she thoughtfully thumbs through her hair
and she purses her lips, bats her eyes as she plays,
with me sitting there slack-jawed and nothing to say
coz i love her with all that i am
and my voice shakes along with my hands
coz she’s all that I see and she’s all that I need
and i’m out of my league once again

it’s a masterful melody when she calls out my name to me
as the world spins around her she laughs, rolls her eyes
and i feel like i’m falling but it’s no surprise
coz i love her with all that i am
and my voice shakes along with my hands
cause it’s frightening to be swimming in this strange sea
but i’d rather be here than on land
yes she’s all that i see and she’s all that i need
and i’m out of my league once again

it’s her hair and her eyes today
that just simply take me away
and the feeling that i’m falling further in love
makes me shiver but in a good way
all the times i have sat and stared
as she thoughtfully thumbs through her hair
and she purses her lips, bats her eyes as she plays,
with me sitting there slack-jawed and nothing to say
coz i love her with all that i am
and my voice shakes along with my hands
cause it’s frightening to be swimming in this strange sea
but i’d rather be here than on land
yes she’s all that i see and she’s all that i need
and i’m out of my league once again

Enjoy this great song. :D

Out of My League (?)

Please, do forgive me for turning emo all of the sudden. I do blame the sedative effects of alcohol. But yeah, let me indulge in my despair for a while and post this little poem I have written after listening to Stephen Speaks’s Out of My League.

Infatuated III

She’s a thief.
Through the countless times I sat and stared,
admiring her unrivalled beauty,
without a warning,
like a kunoichi, she had stolen my heart.

I have no idea when it happened.
Was it the cafeteria?
Was it the hallways?
Was it the bus stop?

Regardless - she had captured me.
Killer was no longer fly.
Fishball, curang, PS…
Curry puff, puppies and even MV…
They seem trivial in comparison.

My chinkie talents lie in planning.
I can effortlessly plan millions of scenarios.
Every single possiblity I can think of.
Except for one - myself.

Frozen and stunned,
like Ichigo in Kenpachi’s killzone,
like Harold in the elevator.
Unable to speak.
Unable to act.

Perfectly planned scenarios turned sour.
Timing goes off,
my eyes met hers for a moment,
terkena SKL.

Shattered was my illusions.
The illusions of the perfect romance,
like Suffle, like Love Hina,
like Kakyuusei, like Haruhi.

Stumbled and grasping for a second chance.
I want to believe in continues.
Sat and drowned in stout.
Suffocated my lungs with Kent.
Induced myself into a state of philosophical self-narration.

Battlefields of the future are now trivial.
Drifting in Carbon is now a waste of time.
Initial D is now a honest waste of money.

I want change. I want improvement.
I was complacent with my life,
now I want more.

Isn’t it strange?
How a moment of dispair can affect one?
How it can change a person’s outlook on life?
How it can make one desire more from oneself?

Sitting here, slowly becoming sober.
Listening to Out of My League.
I have decided.
She is NOT out of my league.

I will not let it end this way. 

Well, that’s it for today. I shall now go to sleep and wallow in my self-helplessness. ^_^

I missed the bus… :(

So what happened today?

I had a pretty normal day. Now that I have convinced my friends that I know how to drive through my driving lessons, Scott had been letting me drive his car, and Kroll had even offered to let me drive his spanking new Waja from time to time. We went to Malaysian studies and watched a pirated version of Rempit, a Malaysian movie about illegal street racing. I handed in my Research and Writing proposal.

But none of that matters. There was this Cultural Night thingie tonight. Scott and I went, and bumped into Greg along the way. Kroll and Chin didn’t come. Yeah, so anyway, after a momentary blackout thanks to who-knows-what, the event progressed flawlessly. I must say that the cheerleading event was the best ever. Seriously. Of course, this may be due to personal bias, but hey, this is a blog, expect bias.

Anyway, after that there was stuff about Chinkie New Year, mooncake festival, hawaiian stuff, Iban dances and traditions, and also a Malay dance. Not that it matters. We were assaulted from all directions by mosquitoes, and busy trying to wipe out the respawning bastards.

I won’t talk about how I kena SKL or whatnot, and how Scott finds it funny. It’s not, I assure you. Once again, I regret to admit that I have neglected to bring my camera. It’s a shame. The cheerleading would’ve been a great highlight for this blog. Haih.

So I sunk into this level of self-despair and a need for self-improvement. Drank some stout, smoked my lungs out, and entered this stage of philosophical enlightenment. I know because I’ve started with the self-narration. It’s not enough to induce any sort of forcible excretion through the mouth, but it was enough to kick-start a whole new outlook on life. It’s amazing how one thing can sometimes change your life.

I shall not give up. More effort is required (Sajali 2006).

Symbiote

Spider-man 3 Poster

Yesh yesh YESH! I just watched a newly released trailer for Spider-man 3, and it’s damn cool. In case you didn’t know already, I’ve been a big fan of Spider-man ever since I was a kid. I remember having this normal-grade figure of Spidey… I wonder where it is now. Probably still at my parents’ place. Aww…

Anyway, being too lazy to type as usual, kianbung out~

Enjoy the trailer.