I can't stop listening to this shit. Rararararararara... Zzzzzzzz... Sometimes when I'm in the office I feel like screaming "ohhhh wooohhh ohhhhh" out of nowhere. That should make me feel better. Zzzzzzzz...

NOTHING

It's awfully quiet on here. 2010 has been off to a couch-potato start. Yup that's me. Slow but steady. Depressed at times but definitely trudging. Right now, I'm more than fine. Work is stressful but nothing unmanageable. Personal life? Too chill I can't even remember the last time I threw up. Oh yeah, I remember now. I did dream of this kind of lifestyle: slow, slow, slow. However, I didn't ask for the routine part. I can't get over this routine thing. I used to be this person who never had the time to slow down, always on the go. And now, it's proving to be very difficult to finally be on the other side of the fence. Time and time again things like this remind me how to be careful about the things I wish for, things I thought I'd never be... yada yada...

Good thing I went out Saturday night. Good thing I went shopping like I never shopped before. (yes, because now I finally mustered the courage to shop in the mall) Good thing there's supposed to be a summer get away with high school friends again. Good thing I have napkins on. Good thing we might visit Baguio soon. Good thing I finally admitted I'm such a worrywart. Oh good things!

Bad thing is this is such a lame entry. hahaha I'll lull myself to sleep watching SATC for a change.

HAHAHAHA

“ They had come to me in the beginning and said, “We want you to do these interviews and stuff for these magazines,” and I said, “What magazines?” And they said, “Sixteen! Teen Beat! Teen Dream! Teen Poop! Teen Piss! Teen Shit! - Johnny Depp

LOVE

jen kao

i was reading lulu's formspring and she mentioned these. i want these. maybe i need to start saving up for the good stuff.

NEED TO

uggghh. Too much stress at work. Hmmm how do I de-stress?

My voice is failing me and I'm failing it too. I want something black and shiny with lots of pockets a.k.a. a leather jacket. I lusted for this Topshop number a few months ago. It was just the right size with all the right bling. It was too perfect. Except that at that time 4k was a bit too much. It's still a bit too much for my usual splurges, but god how I wish I bought it then.

I want to eat porkchop today. With tomatoes, why not?

I'm sick and tired of waiting for Rob Pattinson and Kristen Stewart to admit they're together. I know right? These two sum up all my showbiz fix. I don't even know why I care. Sheesh. Embarrassing. Their fashionspot thread is the second most visited site on my favorites list.

I want soft curls.

Listening to "Eyes" by Rogue Wave over and over again.

Please let this be my room.

WINTER

When you gonna make up your mind. Like a moth to a flame, I can't help but be insanely lured to Tori Amos' music. If I could listen to one artist for the rest my life, without a doubt, it would be her. There are no words to describe as to how much I admire this woman. I remember the first time I came across her music. It was during an insanely emotional moment in my life. My first heartbreak. I was a point where everything seemed so wrong yet so right. (yikuuu) Hearing her songs helped me get through the fragile days of my college life. As years went by, I'm still amazed at how I rediscover the beauty and the passion in her music. This just brought me to tears. I love you, Tori.

NY I LOVE YOU

After much anticipation, I finally watched New York, I Love You. I liked the film. But no doubt I liked Paris, Je T'aime way more than New York, I Love You. The former was just more emotional, more free-flowing. NYILY was a bit too calculated for my taste. It had some wonderful moments but it left me wanting to watch Paris, Je'Taime again. I suddenly remembered the mimes, the vampires, the gay sequence, the dying wife, the father-daughter and the old divorced couple. Paris, Je T'aime felt like a fresh basket of fruits and veggies. New York, I Love You, on the other hand, I hate to say, was just okay.

Probably the most striking story in the bunch was Shia LaBeouf and Julie Christie's segment. It was directed by Shekhar Kapur and written by Anthony Minghella. Probably the only one that stood out (which maybe good since it's remarkable and bad in the sense that it doesn't fit smoothly into the total selection) as it portrays a woman's innuendos of suicide, death or a memory of both, which then left me with questions as who or what exactly just happened. Shia's performance was quite impressive. I love the whole mise-en-scene where the white curtains are billowing coldly into Julie Christie's room, while she herself is dressed in this pristine, white gown, holding a bouquet of violets. An operatic voice could be heard in the background, which seals such a melancholic air into this seemingly quiet hotel. I just loved it.

Apart from that, I enjoyed Yvan Attal's segment starring Ethan Hawke and Maggie Q, Brett Ratner's "prom story" starring Olivia Thirlby, and also Joshua Marston's "old couple" segment starring Eli Wallach and Cloris Leachman. The first one caught my attention because of the dialogue; the second one's twist was good enough because it made me google what method acting really is; and lastly, old couple story just makes up pretty nicely for the "slice-of-life" kind of short. I wasn't really a fan of the videographer who was supposed to meld all the sequences together. It just pushed the contrived factor too much.

I would be interested to see a Tokyo, Rome (any Italian city actually), Shanghai, Moscow I Love You (or I Hate You) series next!