Back from slacker heaven

35 hours. 3 hours asleep. 20 hours playing Winning Eleven 6 on PS2. 5 hours eating. 2 hours of card games and winning $5 from poker. 2 hours watching the most controversial Champions Cup match ever. 3 hours doing otherwise at the insanely cramped Costa Sands Chalet at East Coast Park.

A brilliant way to celebrate the end to yet another phase in the lives of the ACS GEP Class of 1998, and arguably the most pointless one yet.

During the 3 hours of doing absolutely nothing… I sometimes wondered why I wasn’t doing more. Some of them cycled long distances. Some played soccer. Some revived a crazy card game they created in Sec 4. Still others visited Sentosa - and did crazy stunts. Me? I spent 20 hours on the PS2.

Maybe it’s because I haven’t had a console system since forever - my first and last being the Nintendo Entertainment System: Asian version back in 1990. I tend to go crazy around console games, especially the newer ones. One day, I’ll get an X-Box, but there are no decent 2-player games that my siblings and I can enjoy together.

Mysterious King 619 DVD

By the way, if any of you see this being sold anywhere, do tell me. It promises to be a keeper.

Thought I’d do this since everyone’s in the mood.

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You are Trinity.
Strong, beautiful - you epitomize the ultimate heroine.

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Hmmm… is this the part where I admit I’m gay and/or desire a gender-bender operation?

Okay, I redid the test and…

You are Neo.
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That’s only slightly better… *sigh*. At least I didn’t get Persephone.

Anyway… I caught a little bit of The Matrix last night. Missed the all-important first part, but I did manage to catch Hugo Weaving as Agent Smith, as he tells Morpheus why he really wants the access codes to Zion.

He wants to get out.

“I hate this place. This zoo. This prison. This reality, whatever you want to call it, I can’t stand it any longer. It’s the smell, if there is such a thing. I feel saturated by it. I can taste your stink and every time I do, I fear that I’ve somehow been infected by it.”

And what does he do the second he’s out? He cuts his hand twice and tries to stab Neo… talk about lack of continuity.

I’ve been reading an article on the Gnostic references about the Matrix. What’s interesting is that one of the observations is that the Nebuchadnezzar’s ship model is Mark 3, No. 11. Neo’s birthday (as revealed in his personal file) is March 11th. Now here’s the doozy:

“And unclean spirits, when they saw him, fell down before him, and cried, saying, Thou art the Son of God.” (Mark 3:11)

In response to FHM…

I just skimmed through my colleague’s copy of FHM Singapore’s 100 Sexiest Women in the world. And here are my comments:

98) The Power 98 Women. Either this joke is in really bad humour, or Power’s advertising on FHM earns them a pretty penny. Why else would they have to plunk Shareen, Denise AND newcomer Juliet Teo in the same slot?
96) Catherine Bell. Whoa… and I thought JAG wasn’t as well received in Singapore as I’d hoped. Go, JAG fans! ‘Mac’ rocks!
91) Stephenie Sun. I… dunno. I’ve never actually seen her as “sexy”, though her voice is seriously to die for. Well, better 91 than last year’s 70, I suppose.
90) Milla Jovovich. She is hot. Like really hot. Like ultimate, maximum, reality-bending hot. Did I mention she’s hot?
86) Melody Chen. Argh! 86 is the best this girl can get? Argh! Melody Chen rocks my world. She’s one of the few reasons I still believe in local celebrities.
85) Kirsten Dunst. Am I the only one who preferred Kirsten Dunst as a child vampire in Interview than as Mary-Jane in Spider-Man? Probably.
83) Rui-En. *sobs* I missed Chemistry. *sobs* I missed Rui-En. *sobs* Now I have to wait till next week before I can curse another local production.
81) Liv Tyler. Whoa… does she have bad days? You know… it almost makes me feel better about having kids.
79) Charisma Carpenter. Used to think she rocked in Buffy… then when she left I swore off the whole genre altogether. Go figure.
78) Jean Danker. Sorry, Power 98, but this pixie babe is THE radio star to drool after.
75) Avril Lavigne. Please. Take. Her. Off. The. Top. 100. Now! Crazy bimbo bitch. *ducks hail of weaponry from kakita and direcow*

74) Denise Richards. Okay, okay, so I haven’t looked at her the same since Wild Things, and “Christmas only comes once a year?” *groan*
73) Asia Argento. I bet if not for her, t.A.t.U won’t be making an appearance in the Top 100. Say “Thank you”, girls.
72) Carrie Chong. Why is Carrie Chong above Jean? Why is Jamie Yeo above Carrie? This is all wrong.
71) Corrinne Tan. She’s an acquired taste… but once you acquire her…… whoa!
70) Fiona Xie. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Can she even talk without sounding like a pedophile’s wet dream for once?
69) Jenna Jameson. Did you know this hardcore porn star did “pro wrestling” once upon a time? How. Absolutely. Cool. Is. That?
67) Jessica Alba. I never quite got into her role in Dark Angel, but she is a babe. No doubt about that.
66) Renee Zellweger. She looked SO delicious at the Oscars, and it was SO heart-breaking to have her in the front row, but without a single award…. *boohoo*
63) Lucy Liu. I never realised it before, but she is arguably the hottest star in Hollywood today. If she would only move on from her Charlie’s Angels role…
62) Monica Bellucci. May she have a meatier role in Matrix: Revolutions and may she never be forced to kiss Keanu ever again. Urgh! What a waste of talent.
59) Alyson Hannigan. Every nerd’s wet dream. Wait… scrap that… uh… well, that is… ah heck, why deny the truth?
51) Catherina Zeta-Jones. She was SO hot in Entrapment. And SO talented in Chicago. That we could only find someone with even a fraction of what she has in Singapore.
50) Caroline Chong. As much as I LOVE Caroline Chong’s roles in Phua Chu Kang and Light Years… to suggest that she’s hotter than Mrs. Michael Douglas is kinda pushing reality, ain’t it?

42) Sarah Michelle Gellar. Did you see her in Cruel Intentions? She was SO, SO bitchy, I wanted to grab her, throw her down to the floor and… uh… some other time, perhaps.
40) Jennifer Love Hewitt. I dare say she singlehandedly saved the Tuxedo from being a total washout. Maybe I will get her Barenaked album one day.
36) Christina Aguilera. I don’t care what other people say. Christina is THE most talented young star today…
35) Kylie Minogue. Hot freakin’ mama… can you believe she’s already 35? I practically grew up with her for goodness sakes!
30) Christy Chung. Hot freakin’ mama… can you believe she’s still so high on the list? I bet Marie France is getting a HUGE boost in business thanks to Christy.
22) Cameron Diaz. I think she’s really really cute, if only she could break out of the Valley Girl niche that she seems to be sharing with Heather Graham.
21) t.A.t.U. Love the look. Hate the voices. And their music’s only slightly bearable. I think Singapore’s got a lot to learn about pop music.
19) Evelyn Tan. Stuck in a niche, she is. Greatly underrated, she will be. Sad, it is.
13) Eileen Wee. Can you say “local lingerie model”? I’ve been a major fan of hers for the longest, longest time, and rushed to buy the FHM featuring her on the cover. She’s arguably the only reason why I even bothered with the local FHM in the first place.
10) Ann Kok. She took an innocent, innocent life and shattered it when she appeared in that Wonderbra top at the Star Awards 1997…
9) Jennifer Garner. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. direcow, I owe you that much.
4) Lynn Poh. Pixie! Pixie! Pixie! Hehehehehe… I like…..
3) Michelle Chia. She may be older than most local babes, but she’s got a butt to die for. Have you actually paid attention to that work of art, before?
1) Halle Berry. WHY IN THE FREAKING WORLD IS SHE NO. 1?!?!?!?!?!?!? Argh. I’m not even going to be “sarcatism” about this. *kekekekekeke*

An Evening With…

It was supposed to be the biggest night of the year. The climax to almost 6 long months of hard work, effort and discipline. The one night when all things come to a certain closure - friendships, arguments, bad feelings, jealousy, frustration, joy, love.

And I wasn’t there.

It’s quite horrifying to imagine how “far” I’ve come.

Back in 2001, when I first entered NS, I missed the “Evening With Friends” concert, not by choice, but by circumstance. I do recall, and I’ve mentioned this to the younger batches, lying in my Tekong bed and wondering how the concert was going. I do recall promising never to miss another concert again.

Oh the irony.

You can check out my post-concert entry last year on the links at the left… it’s the 22nd of May. That night, the emotions, the euphoria inspired me to want to be a part of every single concert after that. It was a great feeling. The sense of accomplishment was totally, absolutely indescribable. You were a part of a larger body, and when they received applause, some of it was yours too.

Bullshit, all of it.

19th May came and went. The emails from the alumni who did participate had little to say. I know how it is. Yeshan wrote a whole bunch of comments from that night. And I bet, all over the island, the gushing, the joy, the madness of it all still lingers within those who were there.

Me? I don’t know.

I came to realise that the only pleasure I got out of the whole thing was having people I knew in the audience. People who were there to see me. Not my friends, not my brother, not anyone else who was performing that night. No one came just for me, and as self-centered as this might sound:

That’s about the only reason why I wasn’t there on Monday night.