You're floating like a royal balloon
For some reason i have been watching movies that are very disturbing.
1. Texas Chainsaw Massacre
2. Jesus Camp
3. Time
The visuals are especially grabbing, sometimes shocking, in times like this.
Texas Chainsaw was mainly very gruesome and intense (pretty fucked combination huh?), and the suspense nearly killed me.
Jesus Camp was troubling beyond words. Such a frightening documentary. Seemed like a rather honest portrayal of the subjects, though it really freaks me out to know that something like that is happening. It's like Nazism in another form man. All that brainwashing and exploitation business. I can't imagine doing that to a child.
Time was also very troubling. I had no idea what to expect from it before watching, but it wasn't a letdown at all. The whole idea of the film is a little whack and a little sarcastic. But the thing i can't get over is the psychotic girl's problem. The parts where she goes nuts on her boyfriend and starts acting weird in bed makes me sick. And her whole obsession. Insane! Can you imagine the sickness in her?
The best part of the movie was in the middle, when due to a technical glitch, the movie's audio went mute, and music came on (it sounded very much like Queen) and the two lead characters so happened to be in a super intense sex scene! Wtf. Somehow the music went with the movie. That had everyone in the audience in laughter man. People didn't know whether to get the GV staff to fix the problem or just enjoy the madness.
Oh yesterday i had great problem ordering stuff man. It was such a simple task which i managed to fail so horribly. First it took me about 5 minutes to get it right at the table before approaching the cashier. "Espresso Ice-Blended, small" or "Mocha Ice-Blended, small". Trust me, it's a lot harder than it looks. Finally, i mustered myself and stood up, walking towards the cashier, eyes fixed at the cakes display. I could sense the kachiau-ness in the staff, and indeed just before i was to order, they said something to one another in Malay and started laughing. I had no clue what they were talking about but still, i felt like i was gonna burst the moment i open my mouth. So i played cool and stared down at the menu, asking them to give me another minute. In my head i kept seeing that damn weatherman in the Borat film. Stupid weatherman curse!!! And the fucking cake i wanted had the longest name! And then i walked back to my seat, defeated by a persistent laughing spell. It was soooo embarrassing. And i could still hear them laughing about whatever stuff.
I've been eating a lot lately. Ahh. I must mention the cold noodles from Ramen Ten. Is that how it's spelt? Anyway, very very good cold noodles. Better with extra sesame oil and chilli powder.
Pizza at Tea Party (along Bt Timah) is also very good. Simple but good. And the different pizzas have very cute names. We had a pineapple and ham which was named Common People. And there was another named Everybody Hurts. I wonder what kind of ingredients go into a pizza with that name.