How Is It Possible?

The likely chance of you getting into an unlucky shit only happens once. But the unlikely truth is that you can get into that shit TWICE in a few minutes at the same place at the same situation. Here’s what happend.

Base on the illustration above, the yellow car is – yes, my car. The blue one is Colin’s car. The 2 of us, including Zainal, David and Gilbert were at Orchard Central’s Gelare for Waffle Tuesdays. And yes, apparently after Zainal and Gilbert left for elsewhere, we decided for more food after feeling rather inhumanly hungry today. So we decided to leave Orchard Central for Spize at River Valley.

So when we got down to the exit point, we were greeted by these 3 cars as shown above. Car number 1 has been there for quite a while and it is rather strange that the car isn’t moving, and the machine isn’t really detecting his IU device of the car. But strangely, the guy in the car just did nothing to even react. WHERE’S THE COMMON SENSE DUDE.

The security guard(s) over there sensed something amiss, so they decided to check on the guy and they realise that there’s a problem with the car’s IU device, and ushered the other cars behind to reverse so that Car number 1 can reverse to one side to settle his issue. That’s practically fine with me because that could have been done like a very long time ago, rather than getting stuck there and being clueless on what to do other then waiting for the barrier to rise which is at this case, NOT likely to happen because of his faulty IU device.

As shown above, Car number 1, with the help of the security guards, reversed his car to that particular corner so that the rest of the vehicles which are poorly waiting for him to give way can move ahead and exit the carpark. So the vehicle behind Car number 1 proceeded and manage to pass through the gantry with ease.

Then came the second idiot.

As you can see from the poor illustration that I had to do with Paint, Car number 2 had to stop there for awhile so that the machine can deduct it’s cashcard value in order to open the gantry. And like most carparks here in Singapore, they have a display that tells you how much they have deducted from your cashcard from the car. Apparently, this idiot didn’t top up his card. And I can see his silhouette fumbling in his car and stuff like that. And with the display flashing “Insufficient funds”, I knew why there was all that “Oh shit, Oh shit” reaction going on in his car. Zzz.

And it’s quite “sian-sational” for him to feel that before him was an idiot who didn’t had the initative to get out of his car to direct other’s to move backwards so that he can move, and Car number 2 driver must be cursing and swearing at how idiotic he is. Then as Karma struck at boiling point, the kettle starts to whistle. And he got his revenge. Thanks to him, myself and Colin were like “what the fuck….” in our respective vehicles.

So ultimately, Car number 2 had to reverse to the left of my vehicle and carry on his own problem to allow other vehicles behind him to go. I was hoping that Colin wouldn’t get stuck at the gantry. Luckily he didn’t. Because it’s not the gantry machine’s technical fault by the way.

This serves as a good example of not being ready for situations like this. It’s very funny yet critical that people, knowing that they are gonna exit the carpark but not knowing how long they actually parked, actually still try to exit the carpark without even bothering to check on what amount their cashcard has left inside. And it’s funny because they think that they are the only car that is exiting this carpark. Selfish or inconsiderate?

Just…. Suay la. Haha.

Oh ya, this is a fine example of not being prepared for situations as well. So to those Singaporeans who keep complaining about the DBS/POSB server being down in the morning, please wake up your damn idea and stop being a slave to technology. If everyone is to depend on ATM machines every morning or every hour of the day, why the hell is money printed out for? Monopoly boardgames? Your wallet isn’t there to contain only CARDS. If cash was king, why didn’t you have some spare ones in your wallet/pocket/coincase? Don’t go “oh ya hor” on me.

If the server is down for a week then you have every right to complain about your money getting stuck in the bank for the wrong reasons but if it’s only for a morning which probably most of the time, you won’t really need to use it unless otherwise necessary, just be prepared with some cash in your wallet.

Now let me go back to my reflective corner.

Date Night

The plot – Claire and Phil Foster (Tina Fey and Steve Carell) are a suburban couple slogging through their daily lives and marriage. Even their ‘date nights’ of dinner and a movie have become routine. To reignite the marital spark, they visit a trendy Manhattan bistro, where a case of mistaken identity hurtles them through the city at breakneck speeds, into non-stop adventure. Remembering what made them so special together, Phil and Claire take on a couple of corrupt cops, a top-level mobster – and a crazed cabbie – as their date becomes a night they’ll never forget.

Seriously, I came out filling full in my stomach because I LAUGHED TOO MUCH. Haha.

This show is explicitly hilarious to the point of no return. I don’t know what to say though, but it’s like watching Steve Carrell in Get Smart, minus the agent show-being. His acting, together with fellow legendary comedian Tina Fey, works so well that probably they should consider having another show together.

Though it is stated PG, please do not bring your kids along. They just do not know what they are expecting to watch. But it’s really really humourous to hear corny and lameness humour all over again. I haven’t had a good laugh since. Perhaps the minus point from this movie is that I feel there isn’t much impact from what I have watched so far. Frankly I did laugh a lot, like really a lot since, but I just felt that the movie didn’t had a strong impression after that, though I can still remember a little of it. Haha.

Nonetheless, I felt that it is a great movie. So much stress from work, I guess you should go watch this movie. Let free all your minds and get dumb awhile, because the 2 of them will be more dumb than you think they would be. =D

Ratings – 3 and a half out of 5 stars.

YAY!

And yes… my beloved is back, though with a minor problem, it seems sufficient enough to keep going on for longer times.

It’s time baby, it’s time. =)))))))))

Bad the sad part is – I’m sick .. after so long. =(((((((((((((

Pic of the Day: Time for some FUN. =P

Kar Nee Nah

Was heading to the toilet before I had to be at a 2 and a half hour meeting that was slated to end even later than that at work. That wasn’t the point. Now back to the toilet scene. I was already standing in front of the urinal, positioning myself, all ready in that stance, to pee of course. Then when I was halfway through my whole pee-ing business, some idiot out there started to press the horn of the car.

And apparently the carpark is just directly outside of the toilet. And yes, that carpark is supposingly full house. But still, car drivers became dumb and started to drive in. And yes, they honked. While I was halfway through my pee. And yes, halfway through I got a shock of course. Imagine that feeling when your pee is already halfway out and you are halfway through relief therapy when suddenly you kinda got tazer-gunned on the back and your urine begins retracting back into your bladder and with the whole process repeating? (Which means your pee started having intervals of stop and go).

I almost ran out and then wanting to pee onto that person’s car.

Of course, wearing my uniform and not trying to disgrace myself, I got myself back together and started peeing like a normal man. Feeling a little frustrated as well because the horn was continuous. And also of course that I don’t have that strong muscles to pull off a water hose stunt, that’s why the idea wasn’t really supported by my sub-conscious.

Anyway, no matter how disgusting this post has become, it’s just something to share.

FML anyways.

Day 1 in The Yellow Thing.

Today I had to go to Kranji Camp 2 (I know I know, it’s very near my place.) in the car, apparently because the camp is way bigger than places like Chong Pang Camp, and I went there for a course before I couldn’t take it for not understanding them so I had to go back to my office to settle some stuff regarding funds and whatever.

And yes, my colleagues were a bit stunned that I drove a yellow thing to the office. Maybe because all the other cars there are less brighter and more “eye friendly”. And apparently they also assume that I don’t drive. Haha. Today didn’t travel much, but tomorrow will be, because I will be heading as far as Changi, and then back to Yishun, and then home. Hectic but crazy.

After officially taking over my upperstudy, I somehow can feel that responsibility climbing and sitting on my shoulder. And it feels rather heavy though. Enough to become the world’s heavyweight champion. But then again, work is all about responsibilities and the amount of work that you can handle no? If all of us never strived for work, then what’s work all about? I bet Bill Gates do have a lot of work to do as well despite being some big shot up there putting pen to papers most of the time.

Ok, after typing so much, I have to ask myself and perhaps you people can ask yourself as well – WHY IS THE KEYBOARD LAYOUT INVENTED THIS WAY?

Based on the website “HowStuffWorks.com”….

In 1874 Remington & Sons manufactured the first commercial typewriter, called the Remington Number 1. This typewriter was designed by Christopher Sholes and used the “QWERTY” keyboard we are all familiar with.

This early typewriter used a mechanism with characters on the end of a bar. When a key was struck, a linkage would swing the bar into a tape coated with ink. When the character struck the tape, the impression of the character was transferred onto the paper, which was positioned behind the tape.

Sholes’ original prototypes had a problem with the bars colliding with each other and jamming. So the story goes that he arranged the keys with the most common letters in hard to reach spots, to slow typists down and try to avoid this problem.

Amazing eh. Well, like I care for now. Haha. =P

When Your Fish Has Big Eyes.

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Sunday Away.

And yet again, the weekend passed so quickly. Clouds moved like typhoons spinning, sun rises and sets like elevators of the Pan pacific. The day and night of the weekends are rather packed but hasty. And I have here with me some photos to highlight the weekend and perhaps the previous weekends and some other weekends. =) This post will be heavy. Like picture heavy. Really. Believe me.

To start off, Joyce’s birthday on the 15th August.

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And now on the 28th August’s Road Trip. =)

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And yes, I flew again.

For now, Gilbert’s birthday throughout Saturday evening and night. =)

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And off to Giraffe we go.

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Now to my own bed. =)

The Hangover

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Watched this on the same day with the Where Got Ghost? movie. Haha.

The plot – When one of their best friends goes missing, three groomsmen played by Bradley Cooper, Ed Helms and Zach Galifianakis must retrace their last 40 hours at the Caesars Place bachelor party where they lost him. They must now figure out what happened in their drunken stupor and save their about-to-be-wed friend.

To be frank, I loved how the director put the whole story together. In other words, the direction and cinematography is fantastic and perhaps creative. Haha. And it will always stay the truth as “What happens in Vegas, Stays in Vegas”.

Humour, be it crude or dumb, is just totally hilarious. Jokes that aren’t too cliche, humour that isn’t that lame. And everyone in the cast had their fair share of screentime and of course, you need not have star studded cast bring out the best of a movie plot. This movie just met it’s target of greatness and it’s worth commending.

I still can’t help but laugh though. Haha!

Overall, it’s a great movie to laugh along, especially when you are a guy because I think this relates more to guys instead. But girls can watch it too so that you know what guys are always up to when they are drunk and high. Really entertaining stuff here. Go catch it!

Ratings – 4 out of 5 stars.

Tentative Thursdays.

Woke up a little fuzzy wuzzy in the brain as I slept a little late yesterday after supper. And then I had to follow my dad to work, only to know that we are actually gonna overhaul not 1 but 2 car engines. Worse of all, we are REPLACING them with better ones. Tough work for sure. Of course, work is always a good thing to get over many other thoughts. Feeling a little emo today, but before I blog about it, let me show you today’s work life – in pictures. =)

Pardon the picture quality because I only have my iPhone to take. But still….

Welcome to my dad’s playground.
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Spark plugs left on my dad’s desk at the workshop. I use to remove this from the car engine very often during servicing. But not today.

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I don’t know where my dad found this but he has a lot of junk in his workshop and I think it’s damn cool. Haha.

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Yellow car is dad’s. The other 2 cars are the freaking cars ready for overhauling. We spent the whole day on the green one. And we ain’t done yet.

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That’s my dad’s company. Gives me that feeling that it’s been a long long time and my dad deserves more than just this.

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My mum buys the eggs, my dad burns the trays. He collects this from my mum’s grocery shopping of eggs to burn this at the workshop to ward of mosquitoes. Inventive eh.

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He did it even better when he decided to burn one egg tray as well as a bundle of leaves to ward off even more mosquitoes. By the way, just on the left side of the picture is where we pee. That’s kinda like a makeshift toilet. Haha. No shitting there though.

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This is the whole chunk of metal that we are working on. The engine is not visible because it’s not in the picture but what u can see here are many wires, the gear box and the car battery and a partial part of the throttle body.

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This is inside one of the engine valves where that small nut over there is actually a spark plug like you have seen in the first picture. =)

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My sunburnt skin peeling like snakes shedding theirs. I’m two-tone for now.

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Bak Kut Teh for lunch. One of the best I have eaten. Good value with good amount of food. =)

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My dad’s Honda Steed. Still looks brand new. He might sell it away. But it’s really a beauty.

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Another take on the bike.

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Live to Ride, Ride to Live. And yes, Free Spirit. =D

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The bloody gadget that we used to move the engine from one place to another. Must be wondering how we removed the engine from the car right. Haha. My dad borrowed a forklift from the next door neighbour. Shiok. Haha.

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The bike again. Nice eh.

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This power gun is a saviour for all situations that seem so hard to resolve. Remove nuts like nothing siol. Haha.

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The new engine, that looks old. Haha.

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The night scene at his workplace. The sea and many other ships waiting to be repaired.

Now, during work, while working and dazing in a moment, I pondered about 3 things that has been bugging my mind for a while. It’s rather stupid but I think it’s really very weird to think about as well.

Firstly, it’s about my job thing. I realise that because my dad’s getting older and he might be retired at god-knows-when age, by the time I sign on, I should be saving up for my future, my studies and whatever. But because my dad’s the sole breadwinner, I couldn’t figure out but how dependant they would be on my income because my brother’s not done with his studies and so are my sisters. And without my dad working, I figure out that I would be paying the school fees.

If that’s the case, household bills and whatever bills that come by will be paid by me. And guess what, if I ever do that for the next few years, I won’t have the money for my own future. I can’t save anything for myself because I’m paying for everything that is suppose to be paid for at home. It kinda literally translate that I’m like the “Dad” in the house. And eventually I don’t have the money for myself when my brother’s and sisters graduate from whatever school they are from and starting to work outside. If that’s the case, how to marry? How do I go by meeting my targeted marriage age of 29? Which girl would want me at the age of 29 with a stable job but without a stable income?

It’s impossible. Sigh.

Secondly, it is a question that I would like to ask the many females out there in the world – In a situation where you like this certain guy and this certain guy likes you as well, do you wait for the guy to confess that he likes you or do you confess first?

I have been wondering about this because I have never confessed FIRST to a girl that I like. And then again, you know how sometimes girls can play hard to get and stuff like that. If I think too much, I think too much. If I don’t think, the girl might just be saying in her heart that fuck it, this guy is a dork – he doesn’t get my signal. So at times like this when I don’t even know if the girl’s interested in me or not is really a very fuck up thing to figure out.

And it’s because of such situations that it always makes me feel one thing – and that is I’m good ENOUGH as a friend. I know I’ve failed twice to be a good boyfriend but then in so much circumstances that I busted it all, I guess that sometimes, I’m better off alone. Because of situations like the above. And you know how it’s like to be rejected by a girl if the girl has no feelings for you. I tried to be who I am but I don’t reap what I sow. I guess I don’t deserve more than I offer.

I had enough of being positive. I hoped. Not too much but I hoped. But I guess it was never and perhaps it will never ever be meant to be.

Last but not least, it’s the fact that I’m having a poor memory. Dad scolded me today because I forgotten things that he told me like 5 minutes ago. And I was disappointed in myself. But after that, I stopped to realise that my bad memory is not a forgetful and natural thing that happened to me but a rather “habitual” thing.

I told myself to forget about many things and that lived life in every situation I faced in. And because of that, I do what I have to do and react in every situation but moved on real quick so as to forget the things that happened before. Maybe because of that action, I have cultivated a habit that wasn’t really right of me.

I didn’t deny that I had bad memory all the time, but isn’t it time to prove others that perhaps I have done it on purpose “accidentally”? Well, I know it’s a buggy issue and that I can’t afford to screw things up time and time again. Perhaps I need an organiser. Or a secretary (kidding, I can’t afford one unless it’s free labour.). Or a notepad to write everything down.

Sigh. I guess this half of the year might be too early to say, but I guess it’s not really improving. Oh well. FML.

Days that passed me by..

Ok, within these few days, I know I haven’t been updating well, but if I want to sum it all into a sentence, it will be that I’m dreading the Sun and I’m so tanned that I don’t look like the Marcus you knew. Whatever that sentence is, I will look like a “chindian” by the last day of the Asian Youth Games. 3 more days Marcus, tolerance level is tested.

Now, let me picture you what happened the past few days that happened. Literally.

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I don’t know if you guys can see but it’s the parachuters that I’m going to mention about. Anyway, this was taken while waiting for dinner at the Marina Square Food Court, and while the SAF is having their NDP rehearsal, parachuters (as usual for most NDPs) glide down after jumping off from the Chinook, spiralling down like slides at a playground.

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This is the poor dog that my dad looks after at his workshop. Not really under his care, but the dog actually kinda looks after my dad’s workplace, barking at whoever strangers that walked past or into my Dad’s workplace. But if it sees that you are a regular here, he will come up to you and just sit beside you, gazing around with so much freedom to flaunt.

Then again, this dog came from a ship like at least 5 years ago and it didn’t wanna get up the boat again. It was pretty lively but got knocked down accidentally by my Dad’s friend and the poor dog went limping on one leg ever since. And my Dad’s friend felt guilty and at the same time, he felt fated to look after the dog, so he took care of it till the day he shifted out of the vicinity. Now it’s under my Dad’s care indirectly, although there are other people around looking after the dog concurrently. But it seems that it always visits my Dad regularly everyday, sitting inside the workshop and relaxing.

The other amazing thing about this dog? When it has to pee or shit, it swims to the other side of the canal at my Dad’s workplace to do his business before swimming back – that’s how fantastic this dog is. =)

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Dad was trying to stick up this Carlsberg car decal sponsored by his friend and at the same time, using it to see if we can win more tickets to catch Liverpool FC playing in Singapore this 26th of July. I can’t wait though!

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This is my accreditation pass to the AYG venues all over Singapore. I know I look like a criminal from the Philippines, but still, it’s my pass and stop laughing at it. I know you are laughing right now. Sheesh.

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As I was sitting at the bus stop opposite Bukit Timah Shopping Centre waiting for Dawn to give me a lift to the National Sailing Centre, I look up and I saw the many things that a normal human being would wish to have. Firstly it is to have a house to call their home (which is the private apartments that you see at the back), then to have a car (which is the carpark in the front), and last but not least, to run a business of their own to have a stable job and income (on the left of the picture is the shopping centre, with stores that resembles business that you wish to set up in time to come.).

And it kept me thinking and thinking about my future, and who am I to marry to and spend the rest of my life with, to earn the amount of money to sustain the liabilities in life. Of course, it is early in the morning, but that doesn’t stop my mind of thinking about all this. Finding a girlfriend is hard already. Having a family is much more suffering, although I love the warmth. =)

Oh well, work hard for a better future. =)

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Saw this pair of Vans and I thought it looked damn cool. Amazing enough, it was the size of my feet as well. Tried it on and thought it looked real cool, but then again, in the end, I didn’t buy it because I wanted to check if the outlet at Ngee Ann Civic Plaza has this, and I could have 20% off for it. This pair is lovely I tell you. =)

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This is the thing that sometimes I don’t understand my mum. She makes qingqing (the girl) sit there with her potty, doing her business while facing the locked gate but with the door wide open for the world to view. And the girl happily sits there and “lepak” at one corner, singing her favourite Barney tunes (Yea yea laugh at me. LOL.) and then continues to fiddle with her fingers while hanghang (the little boy) wants to camwhore with me as seen in the picture desperately trying to pose but fails to do so because I’m not in the mood to smile. Shit that is a damn long sentence.

And whenever the girl has her business to do, that’s her favourite spot – and no one can change that. Hah.

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I hiked around Orchard alone today while looking for a pair of shoes as well as other cheapo stuff, and I came across Royal Sporting House, and I saw the person I knew. So I went in and I thought this shoe was really cool and it looked like the one to replace my spoiling Converse sneakers, so I asked if this was a 20% and she said no.

Because it’s a 40% discount for me. (ALRIGHT MAN!).

Of course, I bought this below $60. A nice slip on, a good slip on, and of course, not an impulsive buy, because it’s really quite comfortable inside. But still, I’m happy with the purchase. And I’m also educated on the fact that Vans is a 40% off thing for me now. Shopping is really tempting sometimes. And I was really happy that I only manage to spend on the shoes and nothing else in fashion.

But I spent money on a Siew Mai and a Da Bau from Teck Kee Bau, a slice of Oreo Cheesecake and a medium Mango Fruit Juice from Spinelli’s, and a Chicken Briyani from Prata House and then a bottle of water and a can of 100 Plus at The Baker’s Story. I shittily spend too much money on Food and Beverages. I think it’s time to cut down on such stuff.

Then again, I don’t want to hope, but I can gurantee that there’s an estimation of about $500 more to be in my bank. Of course, if only the private party job was approved, if not I would have been more rich than I thought. Shit.

Oh well, hopefully a wedding shoot this Sunday is confirmed. It sucks to be not earning enough. =s. I have 3 more days to suffer under the sun, and it really seems that this half of the year is when other people is starting to find their right partners and falling in love all over again. Not jealous about it, but I could only sit in envy. But no point envying because it’s your fate that your fight for in life.

Well, I’m tired of fighting. It’s just not meant to be. So whatever happens will happen. Patience is still a virtue.

After all, we all wait to find the right one, don’t we?

P.S. I won’t be showing you how black I am now because I’m really quite black and it’s fugly on the face. Haha. =X

What Kind of Habit is That?

I have been tolerating this for quite some time, but I just want to know what’s up with taxi drivers and their driving skills.

I know it’s a bit childish to rant, but some times if you have the time to observe, you might wonder why there’s this certain number of taxi drivers that have the habit to step their accelerator and letting it go and stepping on it again and letting it go, thus making the vehicle go fast and slow, fast and slow, fast and slow, but more slow and torturing.

In case you do not know, it’s better to keep your vehicle at a constant speed because everytime you have to step on the accelerator and letting it go and doing it again, you are actually wasting petrol. And what are these taxi drivers doing for god’s sake? They even do it when there’s no car in front of them, or when they are on an empty road. I wonder what’s keeping them from accelerating to a constant speed and KEEPING IT THERE.

You know it makes me giddy and it keeps wanting me to puke when the taxi drivers drive that way. I wonder what kind of habit they cultivate. I don’t like to rant about drivers and their habits but then it’s obviously gonna make their passengers drunk in barf when the drivers themselves do not even feel anything about it. Why I wonder. And it’s like 3 times in a week that I took a cab that week and I experienced the same feeling whenever I’m inside the car. All 3 drivers had the same habit of doing that and that irks me for real. It’s not like my driving is that good but at least I DON’T do that. Zzzz.

I’m begging to all taxi drivers – or at least if your dad/mum is a taxi driver, please gently remind them with regards to their driving habits. Because you might never know how dizzy your passengers are.

Anyways, I decided to start on my Portfolio and this is my weblink -

http://thedigitalfilm.wordpress.com

I found a direction and I’m heading towards it.

It’s all or nothing now. =)

Pic of the Day: It’s time to let you go.

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Fast and Furious

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Cars that are made for another purpose. This is the purpose.

The plot – Vin Diesel and Paul Walker re-team for the ultimate chapter of the successful franchise built on fast cars and furious drivers. When crime brings them back to Los Angeles, fugitive ex-con Dom Toretto (Diesel) reignites his feud with agent Brian O’Connor (Walker). However they are forced to confront a common enemy, so Dom and Brian must give in to an uncertain new trust if they hope to outmanoeuvre him. The two men go back to doing what they do best – push the limits of what’s possible behind the wheel.

The movie is made to the point that the characters put in more emphasis to emotions that are running high. In terms of plot and storyline, this movie did well enough to win my heart away. Then again, of course, it was made to be more serious. And of course, cars that are rigged for another purpose – and that is to do justice and not to just race and race like the previous 3.

In this fourth sequel, we see the four original cast members from the very first movie – Vin Diesel, Paul Walker, Jordana Brewster and Michelle Rodriguez – reuniting in another adrenalin pumping action after eight years. And amazing enough, I was expecting something more cold and stagnant in their roles. But yes, I was taken aback but felt comfortable. Maybe because I was emo. But then, it felt good somehow when Vin Diesel decided to take matters into his own hands.

Guns and cars mixed well for this show, and bad thugs just always seem to get in the way. But ultimately, this movie had a different take to just cars and racing and ladies alone. And I felt that it will be a show worth watching. You need not have to refer to the other 3, but still this movie is as a good as a stand alone.

And it’s good I would say. Have a view of it. =)

Ratings – 4 out of 5 stars.

Transporter 3

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Alright, the 3rd movie for the Transporter series, this is my take for the film. Caught this with Jilly. Haha.

The plot – Jason Statham returns as hardman Frank Martin, an ex-Special Force agent where his duty includes delivering packages without questioning. In this third instalment, Frank who has just relocated to Paris, awakes to find himself with a bomb strapped to his wrist – one which threatens to blow up should he try to remove it.

Haha, to think about it, I always had a problem with the CGI of the Transporter series. But this 3rd instalment provided a much better cover for their CGI. Although Jason Statham did had more muscles and looked more buffed then he was in Death Race, the movie still stands a better rating than the previous 2.

There’s a redundant part – that freckle-faced Ukrainian chick, whom is the main actress, asked Jason Statham to do a strip tease in order for her to return the keys to him. I was like – what the – total redundant scene. LOL. I was chuckling away rather than trying to get sexed up. A bit stupid actually. And it’s like – What’s with the trend to get Eastern European girls these days to pair up with Agents of the same look?(think Quantum of Solace.).

Oh, and how I love the Audi A8 W12 that he was driving. A class above the rest. But can’t blame for the bias decision. I love Audi cars. Haha. But doing outrageous things like driving onto a train? The movie kinda like promoted the brakes of the car, the horsepower of the car, and the durability of the car. Hahaha. Putting all these aside, the car actually made this movie better. Without it, I guess it would be like 007 trying to walk from Brazil to Mexico.

The other audacious part is – how did a so-freaking-fit Jason Statham even outpaced a car with a regular BMX bicycle? My oh my. Questionable.

Of course, well, after all I have said, this movie is still a joy to watch. Because – this is what you “usually” ask for in a typical action movie. Then again, I felt a little more emotion being placed into this movie. So I would say it’s alright. Go catch it if you have the time. =)

Ratings – 3 and a half out of 5 stars

Quantum Of Solace

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Yay, manage to catch this yesterday. According to some, it’s not as good as the first. But we will see.

The plot – “Quantum Of Solace” continues the high-octane adventures of James Bond (Daniel Craig) where it left off in “Casino Royale”. Pursuing his determination to uncover the truth after the betrayal of his beloved Vesper, Bond and M (Judi Dench) interrogate Mr White (Jesper Christensen). Forensic intelligence links an MI6 traitor to a bank account in Haiti where Bond meets the beautiful but feisty Camille (Olga Kurylenko), who leads Bond straight to Dominic Greene (Mathieu Amalric), a major force within the mysterious organisation known as Green Planet. As he gets closer to finding the man responsible for the betrayal of Vesper, Agent 007 must keep one step ahead of the CIA, the terrorists and even M, to unravel Greene’s sinister plan and stop his organisation.

I would say that this is a Bond movie that is made “more to a emo side” and also a movie that is more complicated. The action scenes were good, the plot was not too bad. Why did I say so? That’s because they fill you in with so much information and people’s names and whatever that they actually think that ALL that are watching are Bond’s fans.

In such a case, generally you will have to watch the previous Bond movie to know some things and stuff.

Apart from the seemingly complicated point, the fact that this movie has made everyone realise that Bond is after all – Human. As you watch the previous Bond’s movie, people like Sean Connery, Pierce Brosnan do have what it takes to be Bond. The faceless expression, the cold look, the ability to portray a spy. Yes, they all do, but what about the emotional side? Hello, you mean you don’t cry when someone dies? You don’t feel anything when your love one betrays you and stuff?

Then again, Daniel Craig does have that look. But has he got what it takes to be emo? Yes, and he did it just fine, still – with the cold look of Bond. Amazing.

Apart from that, the movie is like the shortest Bond movie made. Surprisingly, as most Bond movies are made to pass the 2 hour mark.

In all, I loved the movie. Action scenes, stunts – all are so real yet you wonder how they ever done it. Haha. But you just gotta have a lot of knowledge of the show, or prepared to be lost. Real lost. Oh ya, British humour is still the best somehow. Haha.

Ratings – 4 out of 5 stars

The Bourne Identity

I know it’s a bit too late to review on this, but the fact that I haven’t watch ANY of the Bourne trilogy makes me feel damn shitty.

The plot – The spy thriller opens as an amnesiac is rescued at sea by the crew of an Italian fishing boat. Nearly dead, he carries nothing but the bullets in his back and the bank account number embedded in his hip. Although completely without identity or background, he possesses an array of extraordinary talents in fighting, linguistics and self-defense that speak of a dangerous past. In the present he is disoriented and wary as he is propelled into an urgent search to discover who he is and why his life has taken a perilous turn. A Zurich safe deposit box yields an assortment of passports, a hefty load of cash, an automatic weapon and a name–Jason Bourne–with a Paris address. What it means remains a mystery, but Bourne quickly realizes that although he knows no one, there are people who recognize him–and do not wish him well. When he meets Marie Kreutz, a hard-luck German-born wanderer, he makes a desperate pitch–$10,000 for a ride to Paris. Despite her reservations, Marie takes the cash and begins a journey with Bourne that changes her life forever. The trail of Jason Bourne’s past snakes from Europe to CIA headquarters in Langley, Virginia, where Treadstone, a clandestine operation is based. As Bourne and Marie struggle to stay below the radar in France, all of the stealthy muscle of Treadstone is focused on tracking them and neutralizing Bourne as quickly and efficiently as possible.

Judging from the fact that this is the first of the 3, normally the first would kinda put some impact whereas it has to disappoint in a way.

The impacts are that it’s action scenes and storyline is great. Action scenes that keeps you close to your seatbelts are things that you don’t wanna miss. The storyline – as in terms of the surface of the plot – is what I was talking about. Great way to think that way. And the ending doesn’t give you an inside of a sequel – which in turn ended up being a trilogy.

The bad parts? Just some minor irrelevant scenes. But it kept me going and wondering who’s the bad guy and why is there this part. Some scenes left me pondering. But I’m still estatic over how it’s made. A very maturely taken film.

In all, I’m pretty satisfied with the movie – which is why I’m ready to take one part 2 and 3. Here I go in search of myself. LOL.

Ratings – 4 out of 5 stars.

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