Monthly Archive for October, 2006
Yes that bottom picture is of three brides. They came with grooms too…!Â
I was really wondering when this was going to happen.
Here are two sports icons who have been the best, might still be the best, but who have been so laden with injuries over the past couple of years that you just have to take a step back and really just feel very sorry for them.
I feel more sorry for Owen as his circumstances have been quite pathetic ever since leaving Liverpool in the year they actually won the Champions League (as I recall the reason he left was because he wanted a more successful team to play in). At least with Jonny he won (literally –he won-) the Rugby World Cup, but Owen really has not a lot to show for his ‘genius’ and his injury in the first minute during the World Cup was…well… you either laugh or just shake your head in sympathy.
The thing I find more amusing is that both are guest columnists for the Times. Two perfect 10s, yet both have spent most of their time as columnists for the Times being injured. Talk about bad investments.
‘The key here is the way they have trained their minds. Owen has a brain that has learnt to iron out self-doubt; Wilkinson, conversely, is governed by it and has only managed to conquer it through his infamous excesses on the training field.’
Anyway, read of their malaise.
From top:
The pad, the fridge, the sushi (homemade by Eve man…)
 
From top:
More food, normal, probably reality, and the slippers my landlord left for me…
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I want a dog!
The above is Cookie. My friend’s Pembroke Corgi. So.Damn.Cute.
She cries (for real) when she gets scolded but is happy when you compliment her. Goodness.
I would get one were it not for the fact that she’ll just be all alone at home all day. But one day. One corgi and one golden retriever.
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25 weeks and 3 days.
Nearly 6 months to the day.
Yet I can only feel gratitude that the above has been my bane for only a mere two of those. For those uninitiated the above is an ‘Avaya’ phone (the Callmaster V to be exact) a rather smart piece of equipment that enables you to receive calls with convenience and precision (precision?).
Regardless, I shall be glad to be rid of it in no less than one day and skip my way two floors down to deal with multimillion dollar accounts and pretend I am significant and important because of it. But inevitably I foresee myself doing rather menial work for a while longer… but at least, at least I’ll have a permanent desk with my name on it. I’ve been rather homeless for the past 25 weeks and 3 days.
In other news. Moving!
It’s the most unproductive flat I’ve ever lived in because there are too many cable channels. I went over last night to clean up and ended up just watching ESPN and Anime. AHhh.
This is what I mean by being in transition while being in transition. And I have to say, it doesn’t suck at all (probably because I actually do have a job and have a place to live). I feel myself gaining a status of semi-permanence. Noo…
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I’m a sucker for cliches. Even if I profess to absolutely detest them. But when they’re delivered well, you just have to love them.Â
I think that’s the real charm of this film, because right from the outset you could write out the remainder of the story, because it’s that obvious.
But then why do we read books twice? Or why do we watch a movie again? Why do we go to the same restaurant to eat the same food? Because it’s the content and the story that counts and we love it.
And besides, with a tagline like ‘Girls meet Jazz’ what’s not to love?
I have always believed that you really shouldn’t go into a film expecting a lot, perhaps that’s why I liked this so much because it looked like a rather implausible movie. In a nutshell, it’s about a bunch of drop out schoolgirls who, during summer math class, find an excuse to take the day off by taking bento boxes for the school band. In the process they end up giving the school band food poisoning and then having to sit in for the band, learning how to play jazz in the process. Cue core group of misfit girls who actually end up loving the music and doing anything and everything to continue that passion and thus inspiring everybody else.
It’s not really a complex plot as I’m sure you’ve realised, but it really is quite enjoyable to watch. Juri Ueno as Tomoko is a charm, as are the other characters. I wouldn’t say there’s a lot of slapstick but there are moments when you just laugh out at the absurdity of it all, but with some creative directing it just seems to all blend into one wonderfully entertaining movie.
By the end you’ll find yourself subconsciously clapping in off-beat to make sure you’re not retarded (or to confirm that you are, depending on how you look at it)…
And to top it all off, the actresses really do learn how to play their instruments throughout the movie. Aw.
Directed by …. Shinobu Yaguchi
Juri Ueno …. Suzuki, Tomoko
Yuta Hiraoka …. Nakamura, Yuta
Shihori Kanjiya …. Saito, Yoshie
Yuika Motokariya …. Sekiguchi, Kaori
Yukari Toshima …. Tanaka, Naomi
I won’t post the link here, but a friend made this entry a while back and while not exactly Dickensian in literary style, still brings forth a sense of poignancy that causes those knowing few to nod their heads and smile, or sigh, in a wisp of nostalgia.
“just cant help feeling sad..like there is a hole in my heart… want to cry but dun wan to cry kind of feeling…how nice it would be if they were all back here and we can just hang out and laugh and talk crap and play shithead and do stupid forfeits like making saibaobao call girls and sing to them…[roo-i was there it was damn hilarious]
it doesnt hit me so hard if its ppl i’m not close to.. but for a whole bunch of ppl who actually mean something to me to just disappear this summer it really stings..no one here bullys me like saibaobao and jibaobao does.. no one here comes and disturbs me on saturdays like joey does.. no goose to go pedalling with toosupper lacks that lameness that jibaobao and mewmew and saibaobao and joey bring… so sian…
sundays are the worst… i dunno who to go church with..dunno who to go lunch with..dunno wat to do after lunch… i knew i had people to hang out with last time and have sunday lunch with.. now i just keep feeling like i’m imposing on dandan and cheez when i join them for lunch… and after lunch i’m just at a total loss..
life’s like that i guess.. everyone just keeps moving forward..nothing lasts forever.. i understand this i do i do!!..but still..sometimes i wish time would just stand still where we can just hang out and laugh and talk lame… will there ever be a time when we can come back as the group and do the same stuff again?”
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Chinese music has its ups and downs, especially when it comes to R ‘n’ B, but if there’s always one thing that you can give credit to it’s how freaking depressing they can make their songs. Being who I am (i.e. unable comprendre Chinois), I find the tunes depressing enough, but once translated, now, that’s another story altogether. As I understand, this song ‘Feng æž«’ is about Jay’s girlfriend who loses her memory and falls in love with his best friend.
Like… even without elaborating on this, does anyone want to kill themselves yet?
As I also understand, the best friend in this song is a singer who also writes his sequel to the song in which the girlfriend remembers and then falls back in love with Jay, which is…well, kind of sucky. Anyone else want to die?
Anyway, below are the Chinese lyrics with pinyin. If anyone’s wondering where the hell this came from it’s probably something to do with 4am Kbox but that’s just my own speculation. Next time I’m printing out the pinyin!!!
And if I have any of the above details incorrect please inform me.
Composer: Jay Chou (周æ°å€«) (周æ°ä¼¦)
Lyricist: Devon (彈é ) (弹头)
çƒé›²åœ¨æˆ‘們心裡擱下一塊陰影
wu yun zai wo men xin li ge xia yi kuai yin ying
我è†è½æ²‰å¯‚已久的心情
wo ling ting chen ji yi jiu de xin qing
清晰é€æ˜Ž
qing xi tou ming
å°±åƒç¾Žéº—的風景
jiu xiang mei li de feng jing
總在回憶裡æ‰çœ‹çš„清
zong zai hui yi li cai kan de qing
被傷é€çš„心能ä¸èƒ½å¤ 繼續愛我
bei shang tou de xin neng bu neng gou ji xu ai wo
我用力牽起沒溫度的雙手
wo yong li qian qi mei wen du de shuang shou
éŽå¾€æº«æŸ”已經被時間上鎖
guo wang wen rou yi jing bei shi jian shang suo
åªå‰©æ®æ•£ä¸åŽ»çš„難éŽ
zhi sheng hui san bu qu de nan guo
緩緩飄è½çš„楓葉åƒæ€å¿µ
huan huan piao luo de feng ye xiang si nian
我點燃ç‡ç«æº«æš–æ²æœ«çš„秋天
wo dian ran zhu huo wen nuan sui mo de qiu tian
æ¥µå…‰æŽ å¥ªå¤©é‚Š
ji guang lüe duo tian bian
åŒ—é¢¨æŽ éŽæƒ³å¦³çš„容é¡
bei feng lüe guo xiang ni de rong yan
我把愛燒æˆäº†è½è‘‰
wo ba ai shao cheng le luo ye
å»æ›ä¸å›žç†Ÿæ‚‰çš„那張臉
que huan bu hui shu xi de na zhang lian
緩緩飄è½çš„楓葉åƒæ€å¿µ
huan huan piao luo de feng ye xiang si nian
為何挽回è¦è¶•åœ¨å†¬å¤©ä¾†ä¹‹å‰
wei he wan hui yao gan zai dong tian lai zhi qian
愛妳穿越時間
ai ni chuan yue shi jian
兩行來自秋末的眼淚
liang hang lai zi qiu mo de yan lei
讓愛滲é€äº†åœ°é¢
rang ai shen tou le di mian
我è¦çš„åªæ˜¯å¦³åœ¨æˆ‘身邊
wo yao de zhi shi ni zai wo shen bian
被傷é€çš„心能ä¸èƒ½å¤ 繼續愛我
bei shang tou de xin neng bu neng gou ji xu ai wo
我用力牽起沒溫度的雙手
wo yong li qian qi mei wen du de shuang shou
éŽå¾€æº«æŸ”已經被時間上鎖
guo wang wen rou yi jing bei shi jian shang suo
åªå‰©æ®æ•£ä¸åŽ»çš„難éŽ
zhi sheng hui san bu qu de nan guo
在山腰間飄逸的紅雨
zai shan yao jian piao yi de hong yu
隨著北風凋零
sui zhe bei feng diao ling
我輕輕æ–曳風鈴
wo qing qing yao ye feng ling
想
xiang
喚醒被éºæ£„的愛情
huan xing bei yi qi de ai qing
雪花已鋪滿了地
xue hua yi pu man le di
深怕窗外楓葉已çµæˆå†°
shen pa chuang wai feng ye yi jie cheng bing
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