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Tuesday, February 28, 2006

What I do when I'm bored

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

What kind of eyebrown is that !! Like some outgrowth in front of the hair.... lol  

10:59 PM

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Tuesday, February 21, 2006

My landlord got single-ply toilet paper. Embossed with pink pictures of roses and diamonds.

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ROFL  

10:02 PM

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More movie magic

In the last couple of weeks, I got all hyped up about the batch of good movies out on screen, and told myself that I gotta catch'em all! (pokemon joke, haha) Unfortunately, my weekdays are consumed with work and my weekends tend towards the lazy side with me on the bed most of the time.

I Not Stupid Too was not on my list of must-watch movies.

So naturally that was the movie we had to watch on Sunday, when I dragged my sorry carcass off the bed to meet up with friends. I'm not exactly sure why I agreed - perhaps it was the alarming fact that I had started to talk to myself due to lack of companionship, or that the food I usually store under my bed (so I don't have to walk to the kitchen) had run out, forcing me to get up anyway.

It pains me to say this, but Jack Neo is the Singaporean director. Forget the other arty-farty-politicommentary directors - no one in a Singaporean frame of mind cares about them. We're Singaporeans! We're politically-apathetic, culturally bankrupt and so shallow all the kelongs dried up. Our artists mass-migrate to other countries and people don't understand the concept of "freedom of expression". It's a wonder Eric Khoo got any kind of sponsorship at all.

Gripes aside, I Not Stupid Too is a standard Jack Neo film, although it must be agreed even among his detractors that he has improved tremendously. Directing and editting is good, and humour is a lot les heavy-handed compared to his earlier attempts. Unfortunately, the story drags on and on, and the cliches could sink a ship. I got the feeling as I watched the movie that Mr Neo had started out with the express intention of making people cry and that he was going to start those taps if it was the last thing he did! It worked somewhat, I guess - people were sniffing and bringing out the tissues as yet another cliched tragedy marched out to clout the audience with its moral-laden mallet.

Perhaps I'd have been a bit more moved if I hadn't been somewhat disgusted with Mr Neo's paedophilic offerings of his young stars. The boys have Teen Idol Plans pasted over their foreheads like gigantic neon signs.

In some ways, the movie was deep and self-examining. For example, despite a large par tof the show being about the intrusion of the mobile phone into our usual modes of communication, audience members' handphone ringtones went off periodically throughout the movie. And you have to take your hat off to the mother who can shout at her child to sit still, stop making so much noise and then slap his wrists a little whilst watching a movie where the lead characters are just short of plotting to kill their parents for being so mean to them.

Final review? Go watch it if you've ever felt like your parents didn't do a very good job. If you're a cynic, bring a vomit bag. A big one, because there's one touching scene every five minutes.

But do watch it, if only so you can see what being Singaporean is about.

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Sunday, February 19, 2006

Short - The Letter

Reading Nick's blog:

Pulled this off someone's blog that Alex linked to. Turns out she's in gender as well.

An ambiguous statement if ever there was one, so I had to check it out. Turns out the "she" referred to in this case was Ling, who is in the same gender studies class as Nick, and not "in gender" or into any kind of similarly kinky-sounding sexually-related activity involving gender issues (as far as I know, dum-dum-dee-dum!). The "this" in question is a short movie (youtube broadcast here) about some AJ (young twinky gay) who struggles with his love and then commits suicide. It's based on a real story, evidently, though since 90% of gay love-story plotlines tend to run along the same forbidden-love-impending-doom track the claim isn't quite so spectacular.

I do seem to remember hearing about some gay guy who committed suicide several years ago, though I'm not sure if it's the same person. Mostly it was girls who became all weepy-sobby about the affair and there was a lot of oh-god-I-was-in-the-same-school-as-him-life-is-so-short or death-is-so-random-it-could-be-me-next kind of thing. I don't think anyone really talked about how if he'd only had a bit more sex he might have been happier.

Since my name's being used in linking to this short movie, I had to check it out (you might want to also, pokemon hentai fans - if you can watch cute anime characters get it on I'm sure underage Singaporean boys will do as well). The director and producer, Juntin Tan and Dex Kan are (as far as I can find out)ACS (Barker) graduates of class 2001, evidently, meaning they're probably fresh out of the army. Google their names for more info - it's a lucky thing they're not shy with them and they have many friends who blog.

It looks like a student piece, so don't expect too much. Also you might fail to connect with it entirely if (like me) you were from a computing class, where the girls did not wear short skirts, people were less likely to pass love-notes than lecture notes in class and physical education classes did not feature fun games involving mouth-to-mouth fruit passing. I also seem to have missed out on the love-someone-and-stalk-them-unrelentlessly-despite-being-coldly-rebuffed stage of my life, which of course is regrettable since it seems to be so much fun.

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

Were you there in the movie alex ? i thought i saw someone resembling you passing the carrot around.....  

6:42 PM
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ah, the joys of being in the company of sexily dressed people. Refreshing at first, but very soon you'll get numb to it.

The best you can have, I believe is people who are caring bah. Doesn't mean a thing if you are dressed to kill but don't give a little love and care to people around u isn't it?

Same for the homosexual community I presume. Good looks always seem empty after the sexual urges fade. And you know how fast these feeling go..  

12:04 PM
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Fwah... I feel like someone has peered into my gendered soul. Now I can't bitch about folks in gender class. The thing is, it ain't fair coz I don't know who's Nick.

...#%&#@

That Ling  

1:40 PM
Blogger Unknown said...

No, I wasn't in the movie... I would never pass a carrot around like that. Don't like carrots.

Seet - just because people dress sexily doesn't mean they're not caring. And butt-ugly people are not necessarily nicer. That said, I do think you are a not-sexily-dressed-but-nice person. Awww.  

11:05 AM
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Go butter up else where. Lolz  

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Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Wherein I owe mother money, big time

Mother always told me as a child not to borrow money. I have faithfully followed her advice into adulthood and kept myself as debt-free as possible.

I checked my CPF statement today.

I owe Mother about S$21,000 for my BSc in Computational Science (Specializing in Physics).

In case you are wondering what this all means, allow me to explain:

The Singaporean government understands that not all Singaporeans are fortunate enough to have wealthy parents who can afford to send them off to university. However, the need for a large base of skilled workers (as opposed to educated loafers) requires that our many of our young have to be packed off to local meat-grinder schools-of-higher-learning. To overcome the hurdle of financial burden, our government has kindly allowed parents to utilize the funds from their Central Providence Fund, an otherwise-untouchable fund we have to contribute to monthly (ostensibly for our financial security during our dotage), to temporarily pay for their children's university education. The children are of course required (BY LAW) to credit money back to the account when they finally become financially active, plus interest.

I am one of these aforementioned lucky children.

Out of curiousity, I dug up the contract I signed years ago to find out the penalties for defaulting on payment (not that I'm entertaining any ideas about defaulting myself) and it turns out that it's merely a legal contract not covered in any laws (I'm surprised that something concerning CPF isn't covered in any of our Acts - this is Singapore after all) and the worst that can happen to you is to become bankrupt. Which, if you consider the many loans you're likely to have picked up along the way as a student that you're going to need to pay, the expensive continuing education you're likely going to need in order to land any kind of decent job and the low pay in the employment market these days, suddenly seems like not much difference from being bankrupt at all.

And if you're bankrupt, the Government doesn't require you to make a monthly minimum contribution to your elderly parents through the Maintenance of Parents Act (although you'd better be warned that there is no corresponding Maintenance of Useless Children Act).

Sigh. As a Chinese, of course I know that I owe my parents everything. It just didn't hit me until now that even a tiny amount of everything amounts to a lot of pain.

Mother had me know that she could have paid for my education in cash but was saving the money for my brother (who might need to go overseas). Also, she could conceivably waive my requirement for repayment but she needs the funds in her CPF account to pay for sister's education (whose wedding I'll probably get to pay for, hopefully after I finish paying off this education loan). Since I was the eldest and the most dong3 shi4 of the children, I would of course understand that we were a poor household and that she could only afford to send so many of her children off to university for free.

It's great to be the eldest child! And of course I don't mind giving pears away to my lovely siblings (ancient chinese saying).

Turns out financial independance is a large and heavy plate with only a very small serving of pride.

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

While you owe your mum money, I owe the bank money instead. They have already send a letter to me to get ready for payment upon graduation.

Could possibly be one of the policy ploys to get us fresh grads to go work immediately upon graduation or risk becoming bankrupt 1 year upon graduation.

Working towards a debt free life is what we are working ourselves for....  

11:06 AM
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Eh, I think the interest doesn't start until one year later or until you start paying right?

and its SO MUCH $ !! *sigh

chu  

8:23 PM
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Actually

The "interest" accumulated is the "interest that would have been earned if the money wasn't taken out in the first place"

So.. it doesnt start a year after graduation.

I'm in a similar situation as well. Except for the fact that I fell out with my parents and am living on my own.. huge risk of bankruptcy here imo.  

7:02 PM
Blogger Unknown said...

Oh dear, Catherine... fell out with your parents? I don't live with my parents neither, but I'm still on pretty good terms with them (most of the time). Hope you've got a nicer place than me, though.  

11:07 PM
Blogger Joyce said...

YOU TOOK SO MUCH MONEY THAT I HAVE TO PAY FOR MY OWN BRACES!  

2:31 AM

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