Sunday, December 24, 2006
In which there is a mishmash of random weird facts that will not interest you
Just a random collection of musings because I'm too lazy to blog separately; it's more convenient to wait until the amount of information you have to put into your blog reaches a critical mass and then let it all out at one go, sieving out the not-so-interesting information. Haha, the metaphor could be applied to bowel movement as well, but let's not go there.
Something quite strange happened on Thursday morning; I awoke from a dream feeling incredibly elated and content, for some strange reason. What faint memories I had of the dream involved me getting into a taxi (before this event of getting into a taxi was some inane and improbable preamble of how I left SGH and took an MRT to Tanjong Pagar only to realise I should go back to SGH, because apparently I shouldn't have left.. yes, what in the world am I dreaming?). It was a silver Mercedes taxi, but the important thing was the driver was a guy who looked a lot like Steven Chia (my favourite CNA newscaster who does Primetime Morning with Suzanne Jung) - the weird thing was that I saw him on the MRT, but that's not important. And by some bizarre workings that only occur in dreams, we talked. It felt like a real conversation, like we could talk forever about everything and never stop, like he really understood what I wanted to say, even though I am habitually verbally handicapped when it comes to accurately expressing myself. And it felt awesome, this sense of being able to
converse with someone.
I know, this sounds like I've gone kabonkers and taken a trip into lala-land. Trust me to get high on talking. Perhaps I'm just deprived of good company; goodness knows it's been ages since I last had a conversation that I enjoyed, which lasted longer than a few minutes, which wasn't carried out on MSN, which went deeper than random chitchat. Sigh. I miss the times when I was younger, when I could talk for ages to a close friend over the phone, or face to face, and never run out of things to say. Now, I feel like I can't hold a proper conversation any more, let alone expect someone else to engage me in enjoyable chatter. Oh well. Such is the dismal state of my life.
Perhaps that dream was a good omen of the day to come; I believe it was. I went out with some friends later that morning, for KTV at Marina Square Kbox. It's been ages since I last went KTV-ing (the last time was in June, was it?) and it was enjoyable to belt out songs I listen to every day - not much logic in that, but it's fun anyway. I have lousy endurance at KTV, though, and my throat dies after a couple of songs and I have to keep guzzling water or I can't sing any more. I think I have poor singing technique. Or I keep my cricothyroid so contracted to hit the high notes it goes into spasm haha. Not to mention the freezing temperatures they love to maintain in the KBox rooms - what's with that? You practically need to be dressed in winter wear to sing, and I did see several other people wearing fur-lined jackets, which was pretty amusing.
After KTV we went for Sakae teatime sushi buffet, my first time trying it out. I tend to stay away from buffets because they are usually rather expensive and I don't have the stomach for gorging on food, but the Sakae one is quite reasonably priced. Because it was from 3 to 6 pm, we managed to cover both lunch and dinner in one sitting (Kbox having run out of Kbox lunch sets, which is ridiculous), so it was good. After the meal I realised I didn't actually eat a lot of sushi, maybe only 7 or 8 plates, but I ordered quite a few side dishes like Agedashi Tofu and Chawanmushi so it added up to cost more than what I had to pay, so it was still worth it. Heh, such Singaporean thinking. We also spent the 3 hours gossiping about various people, and that was a lot of fun as well (yeah, wicked bitchy ol' me loves a good session of gossip) - I guess I could consider that as enjoyable conversation too haha.
Death Note is an amazing anime, possibly one of the best I've seen in a long time. I've been waiting for a long time, wondering when the anime would be created, ever since I saw some posts online about the manga. And of course the two-part movie version adds to the general hype around the whole franchise, if I could call it that. The anime is brilliantly drawn and feels really lifelike, and the suspense of each episode is so spine-tingling I get goosebumps watching. Not to mention the opening and ending themes are excellent; at least I like them very much and have been putting them on repeat play on my iTunes. Such a great anime, I have hopes that it will only get better. The movie falls behind in the dust compared to the anime; the actors just can't portray Light and L the way they should be, and the whole movie becomes a charade of sorts, two boys pretending to be genius teenagers but failing miserably. But I think the guy playing L is a little better than the one who plays Light. Then again I haven't read the manga so the anime may be giving me a wrong yardstick haha.
If only I had a Death Note of my own, how much fun that would be. Such an exciting notion, yet one that is relegated to the land of impossible fantasy.
A little bit disgruntled now because I had planned to go and get a certain something for someone but found out the shop that sells that thing isn't open today because it's Christmas eve. So I have to wait until Tuesday to get that thing. Luckily for me that thing isn't a Christmas present, haha. It's raining anyway, so I am even less inclined to leave the house. Now I can watch anime the whole afternoon, mwahaha.
Avaris / 12/24/2006 02:20:00 PM
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