Monday, December 9, 2013

The stupid shit I say sometimes amazes me.

Was going through the tsl forum and I saw this, in answer to my ideal date:

I am reading everything here and I am ashamed my ideal date is so far off.

But oh well!

My ideal date would be when he picks me up on a motorbike. Preferably an Aprilia or a Ducati. Or if he doesn't ride, it would be one where we sit on the first bus that passes by and pray to god it doesn't go to Malaysia.

A meal at a themed cafe would follow. Give me McDonalds or Long John and I will give you death. Save those for lesser dates. I'd love to eat with Marilyn Monroe serving me (pulp fiction style) or while wearing a warrior costume and all sorts of things dinner time doesn't warrant.

I am too lazy to go into details but it'd end very simply with us finding a nice rooftop garden and chilling, knowing as little about the other party as possible. And if the night stretches, then I'd love to be at a club and drink myself to death.

My ideal date.

Not that I'm far from wanting that because I still do HAHA oh I will never be mature. But okay maybe I don't want to drink myself to death. Do I want to dance myself to death? Okay that sounds better.

I should go find more of my old answers and laugh at myself.



Caught these today courtesy of MovieXclusive, thank you for the tickets!

As a watcher, I thought this show was brilliant. I loved every detail - the way they switch scenes, the songs on cue, the powerfully colorful backdrops, the heart thumping, and the heart wrenching-ness of it all.

As an actor/ director, even I could see that ben stiller was the ultimate winner of this movie. You could see the way he grew both as a person and as an actor in every scene. It was a touching sight to behold.

I love it. Though it would've been amazing with Jim Carrey.

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