i just watched 'mee pok man'. (with my new found richness from cny, i indulged in the eric khoo box set.) and oh.my.freaking.god. eric khoo is one bloody talented director. or should i say realisacteur? (my french sucks.period.) it drove me to sheer fear for joe ng and his pain, i held my hands against my chest, as i watched him kiss michelle goh's decaying hands and kissed her endlessly. he promised to love her forever, even as she laid dead on his bed, after they had sex. he did her, till she died. anyone who hasnt watched this movie, pls go. for if you don't, you wouldnt know my take on the love that i sought, in desperation.
today, without warning, i was caught on by a sudden wave of sadness. it was laced with subtle depression, but faint hope of some kind. it was probably the sun behind the clouds, and the rain, maybe. but,
you, have proven to me once again that some good things just don't last very long. for friendship and everything else, i wish you all the best. i want so much to talk to you again like we used to, and to sit around and play boggle. but i think you won't like that very much now.
i am feeling rather grumpy today. maybe it's the lack of sleep ive been having, and the late nights as i stay up doing work, and work, and work. i pulled my hair back in a tight pony tail, put on black makeup, and all i missed out on are some metal chains and boots maybe.
i, is fashionista.-- (die, too much al talk)
been given the job as fashion editor for funkygrad.com. so check that spot out. i shld get back to my reports.
god give me grace.
music: rooster- deep and meaningless