i was watching how i met your mother and robin was drinking whiskey. there was nothing to do so i thought 'why not?'
i found a fancy tumbler in the cupboard and poured myself a little glass. what i didn't realise was that the fancy tumblr's shape disguised the actual amount in it.
now i have a bit more in there than i would've liked, and taking my first sip, i was reminded of this.
i guess some people never learn.
and here's what i've been listening to for the past week. the entire album just clicked into place and all of a sudden i began to appreciate every bit of it. i could feel the songs, and when that happens, everything just goes BOOMZ in my head.
in the past whenever i'm on the bus and it goes into the expressways, i'll look at the surrounding forests and the country just felt so big. i had no idea where was i at that point of time except that the bus was on the expressway. what's inside this forest? where does it lead to?
and not just in the bus and the forests, even at times when i'm out and i walk around areas where i'm familiar with, i'll wonder what's around the corner? never been there before. where does it lead to?
as i grew older and explored a bit further, i found out that the island is smaller than i once thought. what i thought were forests on the expressways are actually just small patches of trees that separated the expressway from the private estates behind.
what's around the corner is actually someplace i've been to so many times, just that i didn't know that place was so near to this place.
but there's always the next frontier. sometimes i imagine the people of the past, looking out into the endless oceans and deserts, wondering where does it lead to. what moment of insanity lead them to take the plunge and start the journey into such completely unknown destinations?
now that they've conquered the world, we realise that it is big, but still a much smaller place than what they first thought it to be.
what's the next frontier for mankind? now we look up at the stars, the vast universe and wonder what's up there? maybe one day my descendents will meet life from somewhere else in the universe and he'll say hey, the universe is big, but not that big.
some time back my maid went home for holidays, and one day i was vacuuming the house when i came across my sister's private stash of lays potato chips. 3 big bags, placed neatly on her bottom shelf.
i think i've written about my sister's eating habits before. during meal times she'll eat like half a scoop of rice and little bits and pieces, or she'll even not eat at all.
then in the middle of the night she'll walk pass my room to the kitchen and i can hear her opening the cupboard and then hear the unmistakable rustling of the lays packaging.
after that she'll make the walk of shame back to her room and when she walks pass my room she'll discreetly hold the bag with the hand that's facing away from me because she knows i will always bitch about her.
she'll also look as straight ahead as possible to avoid me shooting her some dirty looks. she's getting good at this. finally in the safety of her own room, it's time to dig in to her 'dinner.'
i guess somewhere along the way she realised that this was way too much trouble. "why must i put the lays in the kitchen when i'm gonna eat it in my room anyway?" there came her eureka moment and hence her private stash.
today my brother wanted to eat her lays and she was like "NO! for every one you eat, you must buy me 3! you better buy it now! today!" no exaggeration.
it's been a week since i finished my last paper. not carrying much optimism about the results.
time passes so quickly now, unlike during the exam period. i had 5 papers in 20 days but those days seemed to last forever, especially the 10 days between the 3rd paper and the final 2.
i remembered it was probably during the 7th or 8th day when i was thinking of my previous paper, and it felt like it happened 2 weeks ago. i thought that something was wrong and realised that only half that time had passed.
anyway the past few days had been flying by, because i made the foolish decision to install football manager on my computer. (yes i know the whole world is playing diablo 3 but fuck that shit)
playing this game is almost like stepping into a time machine. i do not have any clocks in my room and the game obscures the computer clock so i totally lose all concept of time. i start playing and then i look at my phone and find that hours have passed.
the last time i played this game, i was in secondary school and i was completely addicted to it. i would play from the time i get home until night. homework? what homework?
now i tell myself i will stop after the next season because this time machine business is really bad. so many hours wasted, and the worst thing is i can feel myself going blind, staring at the screen all day.
last week i was watching some shitty drama serial on channel 8 when i realised there's one very easy way to differentiate between good and bad actors.
it's when the camera just focuses on the actor's face for a length of time and he doesn't move or do anything just stare into space, usually done during emotional scenes etc.
when good actors do it, they usually manage to achieve the desired emotional effect, like whoa, i'm so serious, i'm so angry, i'm so sad etc.
when shitty actors do it, it just feels awkward as fuck, like you can almost imagine what's going on in the actor's mind at that point of time. "oh shit, the director wants me to stare ahead and look serious. how is that supposed to work? am i doing it right? do i look stupid? oh shit."
it was during one of those awkward moments when i wondered why was i feeling so uneasy? he's just staring into space, leonardo dicaprio does it all the time and it's fine. what's wrong with this guy?
and the sad answer is that he's just a shitty actor.