backstorystumbled upon this gem while searching for lydia songs last year. coincidentally, i made the discovery shortly after arriving back home from a bangkok holiday. shuffled to this song by accident today. makes me wonder how time passes so fleetingly
"Man, I was thinking about unrequited love. I figure it's best to just walk that shit off. Find someone else to be excited about. It's like if you love ice cream but your ice cream man friend won't give you any. Maybe he's got a good reason. It cuts into profits. Who knows? But he likes you as a friend and wants to hang out anyway. It just drives you crazy to hang out with that dude, even if he's being reasonable from his point of view. So don't hang out with him. What, you ONLY like ice cream? It's ice cream or nothing? Don't be an asshole. Learn to love donuts."
you know how most songs have instrumental intros before the artist starts singing?
i've always wondered how radio deejays manage to play the song, time their words during the intro and sign off right before the artiste begins to sing.
is there some kind of program that calculates the timing of their words or do they just read from a practised script?
had my h1n1 jab earlier. here's a little conversation that went between the doc and i
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"it is my duty to inform you that for any types of vaccinations, not just h1n1, you may experience allergies ranging from flu, fever, rashes, and in some extreme cases, body collapse."
"body collapse as in...death?"
"yes, in some extreme cases, death"
"will the injection be painful? it's embarrassing to ask but i haven't had an injection since primary school i think"
"not at all" -brandishes needle-
"huh no anaesthetic?"
"for what? the needle is very small don't be a pussy. do you want me to poke you twice?"
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thankfully i managed to walk out alive
ok he didnt actually call me a pussy, but still
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11:11 PM
Sunday, November 08, 2009
paranormal activity
given that this cult sleeper-hit movie was billed as the next 'blair witch project', i expected loads of amateur, shaky footage with several dubious scary moments that fail to thrill. suffice to say, this was a wrong presumption.
PA starts off slow, introducing us to the couple - micah and katie, while slipping in some foreboding nuggets of information as to what lies ahead. katie reveals that she is being haunted by a demon, and her boyfriend micah provides the main angle of the movie - through the lens of his video camera.
the highlight of the movie arrives when the couple are fast asleep in bed every night - a fast forward of each night in night vision mode after micah leaves the video camera on a tripod to record any strange occurences. the viewer is progressively exposed to a variety of shocking elements, ranging from stationary objects moving, flickering television lights, strange noises and even katie herself awakening to stare at a sleeping micah.
the tension between the couple heightens as katie expresses her frustration at micah's inability to comprehend her fear, and his skepticism towards the hauntings. this culminates in micah borrowing an ouija board from his friend, despite promising katie not to.
the hauntings escalate rapidly into a searing climax that is scary not so much because it is shocking, but because it is filmed to convince the viewer that it is very real. the ending will satisfy most people, who should be aching to leave the theatre at this point.
