Sunday, February 29, 2004

Mood: Tired
Song: Hilary Duff - Come Clean

Came back from depressing duty clerk duty earlier. It was absoulutely abhorringly boring. Yawn... I had practically nothing to do, just pacing up and down in the office, reading magazines that had uninteresting contents, listening to passe songs on radio, watching tv shows full of static, and there was even a pathetic attempt to write a poem. OMG. What am I doing to myself? Oh well, at least all of that is over. I even went to the clinic after booking out to get an mc for tomorrow. I am ill and I so need my lost weekend. Besides, there's the Academy Awards! How could I miss that? Anyway the clinic was a total rip off! Imagine an mc without a serial number? My God. The incompetent nurse over the counter even told me that this was the practice all along. Issuing mcs without serial numbers. Puh-lease. I could do one myself in that case. This is definitely the first and last time.

Recently I sorta felt a stint of compassion for my immediate superior, Ms Parvathy. LOL. Well, not that I'm siding her or anything, but I don't see the reason why my comrades refuse to get along well with her. Or at least a couple of them do, at surface level, but behind her back all the backstabbing begins with merciless rage. I just learnt that she got chased out of her boyfriend's flat because of miscommunication (euphemism) between her and her future mother-in-law. She was homeless for a few days, living in cheap hotels and searching for a home. Sure, we laughed at her, but somehow I felt a little sympathy. Furthermore, she told me yesterday that her boyfriend has this eyesight deficiency called mal... something... pathy. Can't remember. But it's a cureless condition due to deformed genes. The eyesight will gradually get worse and will eventually result in blindness. She told me that she never thought of leaving him because of his illness. And she's also unsure of what the future will bring for her. Oh well, I just smiled and nodded my head. What else could I say?! I just felt that perhaps we shouldn't think bad about her. She has her own problems to resolve and sometimes it's all too overwhelming for a struggling single woman like her.

Watched Cold Mountain on Friday with Joseph and although the scenic views were exceptional, I didn't really feel much for the plot. True, I know it got rave reviews etc, but somehow war films don't really appeal much to me. Moreover, the plot about two lovers torn apart by war is a relentlessly recycled one. I just loved Nicole Kidman's frosty makeup and how her facial features blended in effortlessly with the surroundings, especially in those snow-white scenes. The next show I wanna watch is Monster. Been on such a movie rampage lately. Watched 3 shows in the span of 2 weeks. Well, that's just life in boring, nothing-interesting-to-do Singapore.

Just finished the season finale of SATC, and it was absolutely f***ing fanbulous. It ended on such a heartwarming note, that one can't help but tear a little. The characters have each been given such unique entities that it's so easy to separate one from the others. Yet they combine to form a fusion so strong that it's almost inextricable. At the moment I most admire Miranda and her capability to love. She's changed so much from the very cynic that she used to be to someone that touches others' hearts by her very sincere actions. I wish I could be like that. But there's always something in me that holds me back. I don't know what it is, or how to clearly define it. Perhaps I'm too conscious of the way I present myself to others. Either way, I think I'll still be quite cynical for a while. LOL.

Gv complained @ 2:01 PM

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