<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311</id><updated>2011-07-29T10:11:57.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life As a Geek</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>205</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-6281963317891188597</id><published>2010-06-26T16:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T19:17:50.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I recently saw the brilliant trailer for Christopher Nolan's new film, Inception, and was completely blown away by the shots in the short 2 minute segment. Gorgeous fucking visuals.&lt;br /&gt;So I've decided to compile a list of five of my favourite shots ever in movies.&lt;br /&gt;(This list changes! Keep in mind my memory's only good for like...What's this blog about again?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOILER ALERT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Zombieland - Opening Credits - Man in the Dinner Jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/TCXWGyHs_TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vGVfuGr_GKQ/s1600/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/TCXWGyHs_TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vGVfuGr_GKQ/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487027133042457906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscent of the final shootout of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scarface&lt;/span&gt;, this shot, accompanied by a kicking Metallica soundtrack, smashes serious ass. In fact, the entire opening credits for Zombieland would fill up many Top 5 shot lists. But something about smartly dressed guys mowing down the undead does it for me. Although it was kind of tough choosing between this shot to the one with the fat guy running from the stripper zombies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Kill Bill Vol. 1 - Bill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/TCXeHFex2xI/AAAAAAAAACo/RZsMBhWYPtI/s1600/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/TCXeHFex2xI/AAAAAAAAACo/RZsMBhWYPtI/s320/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487035934332541714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first glimpse of the eponymous character, is through a simple, static window, revealing nothing but a withered hand on the hilt of a shell black Katana sword. That's it. Through that shot, Tarantino still manages to convey Bill's menace and authority with a few simple contractions and finger movements. Bloody cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.  Lord of the Rings - Return of the King - Trolls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/TCXciTkJDnI/AAAAAAAAACg/QhRxzgNxvf8/s1600/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/TCXciTkJDnI/AAAAAAAAACg/QhRxzgNxvf8/s320/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487034202946342514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You are soldiers of Gondor. No matter what comes through that gate, you will stand your ground!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course Gandalf didn't factor in the possibility of armoured frakking trolls in the front line. The reveal of the trolls was so sudden and so shocking, particularly  when juxtaposed with the tense, slow, grinding build-up of Grond battering down the gates before. Those dear soldiers never had a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Terminator 2 - Got Milk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/TCXfOh_H6gI/AAAAAAAAACw/8JBK_dfGapw/s1600/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/TCXfOh_H6gI/AAAAAAAAACw/8JBK_dfGapw/s320/Picture+4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487037161755109890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Years later, this shot still manages to shock audiences everywhere. The pan across the T1000's arm to this kebab fest manages to successfully convey that the domestic scene isn't quite as fluffy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang - Who's there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/TCXg_cyNB0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/gzL-21Esvag/s1600/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/TCXg_cyNB0I/AAAAAAAAAC4/gzL-21Esvag/s320/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487039101683959618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the funniest, and yes, maybe creepiest shots ever, you could practically bottle up the audience's squeals as the camera slowly tilts down to reveal an unwelcome visitor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-6281963317891188597?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/6281963317891188597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=6281963317891188597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6281963317891188597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6281963317891188597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-recently-saw-brilliant-trailer-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/TCXWGyHs_TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vGVfuGr_GKQ/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-609270078188976553</id><published>2010-02-25T22:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T20:42:37.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay Okay! I'm blogging!&lt;br /&gt;Been on a TV series roll lately. First Psych, now Monk.&lt;br /&gt;Man do I love Monk. I have no idea what took me so long to get onto the bandwagon.&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is as insane as he might seem, I'm pretty sure we all see our daily habits in his behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, here's what I share with the OCD detective:&lt;br /&gt;- Scared of Heights&lt;br /&gt;- Scared of plain milk (actually I just hate the smell, and I saw a worm crawl across my cup once, and tasted sour milk)&lt;br /&gt;- Scared of spiders and bugs&lt;br /&gt;- Above average memory&lt;br /&gt;- Hate Christmas&lt;br /&gt;- Lonely&lt;br /&gt;- Anti social&lt;br /&gt;- Some things have to be even ( I scrape my ice cream and spread so the top stays even throughout)&lt;br /&gt;- Hate overlapping tomatoes on sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;- Hate people who don't display rational thinking&lt;br /&gt;- Hate being touched&lt;br /&gt;- Scared/hate crowds&lt;br /&gt;- HATES loud noises&lt;br /&gt;- Things have to be aligned.&lt;br /&gt;- Arranged according to size.&lt;br /&gt;- I'd wear the same thing everyday if I could (preferably navy blue collared shirt and pants).&lt;br /&gt;- Like our food separated (I cried once when I was a kid cause my food was touching. They bought me a segmented plate after that)&lt;br /&gt;- Hate looking at ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;- Hate taking/looking at photos of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;- Hate being naked&lt;br /&gt;- Hate looking at people who are naked/naked-ish (Seriously! Keep everything behind closed doors!)&lt;br /&gt;- Can only drink water if the taste is familiar. (I didn't drink for like 16 hours because the water tasted funny)&lt;br /&gt;- Cannot go if someone uses the toilet directly before me. (You'll notice I try my best not to use public restrooms. Vacations are always fun. )&lt;div&gt;- Particularly anal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Creatures of habit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- REALLY gullible. (God knows how many times I've been fooled by Yuqi.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Under the impression that everyone we grow to care about will leave eventually (My Aunt's dog, childhood best friends, Teenage best friends...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- We make lists on pointless musings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad part is I lack his deductive reasoning skills, observational skills, bravery and adorability. Darn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-609270078188976553?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/609270078188976553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=609270078188976553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/609270078188976553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/609270078188976553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2010/02/okay-okay-im-blogging-been-on-tv-series.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-1243242719184604159</id><published>2009-12-31T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:13:18.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Top 20 films of the decade&lt;br /&gt;1. LOTR Trilogy (I don't care! It counts as one!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Casino Royale&lt;br /&gt;3. Gladiator&lt;br /&gt;4 Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl&lt;br /&gt;5. Kill Bill Vol.1&lt;br /&gt;6. X Men 2&lt;br /&gt;7. Iron Man&lt;br /&gt;8. Shaun of the Dead&lt;br /&gt;9. Hot Fuzz&lt;br /&gt;10. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang&lt;br /&gt;11. Star Trek&lt;br /&gt;12. The Dark Knight&lt;br /&gt;13. Inglourious Basterds&lt;br /&gt;14. Avatar&lt;br /&gt;15. Wall.E&lt;br /&gt;16. Finding Nemo&lt;br /&gt;17. Monsters inc.&lt;br /&gt;18. Hellboy 2&lt;br /&gt;19. Little Miss Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;20. I Not Stupid&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding. Number 20's Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, complain. I'm a blockbuster child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 of 2009&lt;br /&gt;1. Avatar&lt;br /&gt;2. Inglourious Basterds&lt;br /&gt;3. Star Trek&lt;br /&gt;4. Up&lt;br /&gt;5. Sherlock Holmes&lt;br /&gt;Honourable Mention: Zombieland&lt;br /&gt;Movie I should have seen: District 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 Characters&lt;br /&gt;1. Tony Stark&lt;br /&gt;2. Bond&lt;br /&gt;3. The Bride&lt;br /&gt;4. Wolverine&lt;br /&gt;5. Shaun Riley&lt;br /&gt;6. Maximus Decimus Meridius&lt;br /&gt;7. Wall.E&lt;br /&gt;8. Jack Sparrow&lt;br /&gt;9. Gandalf&lt;br /&gt;10. The Joker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 Life events (years 7-17)&lt;br /&gt;1. O levels&lt;br /&gt;2. BackPacking&lt;br /&gt;3. First Fencing session&lt;br /&gt;4. Primary 3&lt;br /&gt;5. Primary 6&lt;br /&gt;6. NDP '06&lt;br /&gt;7. Getting a computer&lt;br /&gt;8. Lord of the rings&lt;br /&gt;9. First Trick or Treat/Sleepover&lt;br /&gt;10. Loss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-1243242719184604159?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/1243242719184604159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=1243242719184604159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1243242719184604159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1243242719184604159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/12/top-20-films-of-decade-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-5959675208974635832</id><published>2009-12-20T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T18:21:48.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Avatar was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter the dialogue was almost laughable, the movie had this incredible story and visuals that made up for it. James Cameron's movies have always guaranteed a rolling good time, and this one is not any different.&lt;br /&gt;Pandora was so fleshed out you genuinely believe this was happening somewhere, and the movie was so littered with these small human touches that make you forget that Avatar was a movie.&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know how mind-blowing it was, people clapped in the theater after the movie ended. This is Singapore, land of the apathetics. I've never seen that happen before.&lt;br /&gt;Avatar just turns you into a kid again, where after you watch a movie, you immediately start hoping the world was real and you could be part of it. Like Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I wanted to buy the action figures and start role playing with them.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it, screw this review.&lt;br /&gt;*lapses back into delighted squealing*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-5959675208974635832?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/5959675208974635832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=5959675208974635832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5959675208974635832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5959675208974635832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar-was-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-6944346890512839784</id><published>2009-12-02T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T13:19:08.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/SxX4saGGZII/AAAAAAAAACI/wmSjSHhE4dE/s1600-h/ironmannew00001small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/SxX4saGGZII/AAAAAAAAACI/wmSjSHhE4dE/s320/ironmannew00001small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410503969158358146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy my pretties. Gorgeous freaking suits.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-6944346890512839784?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/6944346890512839784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=6944346890512839784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6944346890512839784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6944346890512839784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/12/enjoy-my-pretties.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/SxX4saGGZII/AAAAAAAAACI/wmSjSHhE4dE/s72-c/ironmannew00001small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-393981876265567278</id><published>2009-11-26T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T14:53:27.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The convenience of modern technology. Yeah it's a great thing.&lt;br /&gt;But can't SOMETHING be done about Handphones?&lt;br /&gt;Those things are as useful at the end bits of a loaf of bread.&lt;br /&gt;They're terribly annoying and noisy when used properly, yet if you use the silent function, they don't work.&lt;br /&gt;I hear you.&lt;br /&gt;"Why don't you set the vibration function?"&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel it's pulses when it's stuck in my backpack.&lt;br /&gt;"So keep it in your pocket!"&lt;br /&gt;Logic states my 2 pockets should be used to hold objects I use most often. Which means, right hand would be my wallet, left would be my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;Where does that leave my phone?&lt;br /&gt;And it really sucks cause I don't check my phone regularly cause no one EVER calls. But when they do I usually miss it and they get angry.&lt;br /&gt;Then I get guilty and ticked off.&lt;br /&gt;What hell do I need a phone for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-393981876265567278?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/393981876265567278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=393981876265567278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/393981876265567278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/393981876265567278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/11/convenience-of-modern-technology.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-3717739880270680914</id><published>2009-11-04T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T19:57:26.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm allowed one day per year to be bimbotic. That's not a lot to ask. It's tough trying to think 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm allowed 24 hours where I can complain about the radio recorder being broken only to realise my earphones weren't plugged in.&lt;br /&gt;If they had recorders back in Einstein's day it may have happened to him.&lt;br /&gt;One day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-3717739880270680914?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/3717739880270680914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=3717739880270680914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/3717739880270680914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/3717739880270680914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-allowed-one-day-per-year-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-1501014337845019751</id><published>2009-10-18T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:05:15.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Read in the papers that this kid in Britain was the youngest to be accepted by MENSA cause his IQ's off the charts.&lt;br /&gt;Gets you thinking really. Is it wise to give a child this responsibility? Not that I'm doubting the kid's abilities, but as of this moment he hasn't really gotten started. IQ isn't a fixed trait. It can drop or increase with age. I don't know. Plus now the kid has all these expectations placed upon him before the good years start.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when adults start realising a kid's idea of status doesn't tally with an adult's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-1501014337845019751?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/1501014337845019751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=1501014337845019751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1501014337845019751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1501014337845019751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/10/read-in-papers-that-this-kid-in-britain.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-6584924405885095517</id><published>2009-10-01T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T19:53:43.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are so many things wrong with the world, I don't have the slightest inkling on which problem to tackle first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-6584924405885095517?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/6584924405885095517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=6584924405885095517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6584924405885095517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6584924405885095517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-are-so-many-things-wrong-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-3734274314370760264</id><published>2009-09-07T13:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T13:16:55.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's that time again. The holidays.&lt;br /&gt;That bit where every schoolchild lives for. They put up with the countless assignments, detentions, swirlies cause they always know salvation is just a few months away.&lt;br /&gt;Of course when a holiday this long finally arrives, many a youngling count the days where school reopens again.&lt;br /&gt;Luckier kids leave for the yearly vacation to faraway continents, and everyone else's holidays seem to be jam packed with every manner of exciting activities. Just never yours.&lt;br /&gt;Which gets you wonering if you're just doomed or hated by everybody, and THAT leads down on the fast path to balookaville.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-3734274314370760264?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/3734274314370760264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=3734274314370760264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/3734274314370760264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/3734274314370760264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-that-time-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-6965635112424585838</id><published>2009-08-17T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T20:08:53.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stand by guys. I may just give away 2 free movie tickets.&lt;div&gt;Golden Village has really got my blood pressure up in the past couple of months. The removal of student prices was already a huge blow, and now they've gone and made Avatar Day a complete disaster by distributing tickets via Lucky draw. Which MEANS, many unworthy eyes and asses will be watching footage meant for Avatar fans in out little island, many of whom will be left out in the cold. And since the question given was easy as fuck and multiple entries are not allowed, there's no way of distinguishing people who actually have INTEREST in the movie to those who are just plain STUPID(big insult in my books).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's practically no chance of me winning tickets to an event I've waited MONTHS for, and call me bitter, but I may just end up boycotting the movie altogether now. If I can't be there EVERY step of the way, I'd rather Not be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-6965635112424585838?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/6965635112424585838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=6965635112424585838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6965635112424585838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6965635112424585838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/08/stand-by-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-4702055475766224409</id><published>2009-07-23T17:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T17:57:13.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The mind is willing, able, keen, intelligent, quick, but the flesh is weak.&lt;br /&gt;Their owner is screwed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-4702055475766224409?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/4702055475766224409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=4702055475766224409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4702055475766224409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4702055475766224409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/07/mind-is-willing-able-keen-intelligent.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-947976092288384959</id><published>2009-07-15T12:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T12:22:53.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the hell happened?&lt;br /&gt;A year ago there was considerably less doubt in my life. I was certain about school, and my social life, and spent a great deal less time in second guessing myself. Granted I still agonised over certain questions, but at least I had -if only a few- constants in life.&lt;br /&gt;Now however, I can't trust anything. Nothing stays the same even for one flipping minute, and the only thing I'm ever certain about is how each day is going to throw more problems and unhappiness into the steadily growing pile. The series of unexpected events may occasionally bring pleasant surprises, distractions I'm terribly grateful for, but good hings never really last, and you'll eventually find yourself sinking again.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I can't take a step without the ground crumbling and throwing me down onto the crazy spikes below and leaving me to bleed to death until I manage to haul myself up, only to die of exposure because I refuse to take another step forward.&lt;br /&gt;It's shit, and It looks as if nothing's gonna change for the next couple of decades.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for 2012.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-947976092288384959?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/947976092288384959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=947976092288384959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/947976092288384959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/947976092288384959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-hell-happened-year-ago-there-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-85276807760357986</id><published>2009-06-30T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:26:22.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know in cartoons, books, movies from the past of the future, you always see flying cars and steel buildings and glass domes and stuff. We're talking like 1930s. Right NOW we're still thinking of a future of flying cars and glossy architecture, despite existing 70 years after the visions.&lt;br /&gt;We still don't have the flying cars and technology that we were supposed to have by 2001. Heck our cars are still diesel fuelled. No change.&lt;br /&gt;So what would happen when we finally obtain our aero-automobiles?&lt;br /&gt;What will the future look like to our descendants?&lt;br /&gt;All this while we've kept the same vision, and it's not as if human development isn't moving forward, yet we still share the same outlook as our great-grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;Which kinda begs the question: Are we placing our efforts on the right areas? Our weapons have advanced, our worktools have advanced. But the people of the present are not the healthy relaxed individuals in those films, but we're more resentful and bitter really.&lt;br /&gt;Heck we developed computers and modern day conveniences to make our lives easier and more efficient, leaving us more time to chill out. But they've ended up backfiring on us, and our workload grows steadily every minute. In fact, we have less time for leisure than before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's not quite right in the equation here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-85276807760357986?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/85276807760357986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=85276807760357986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/85276807760357986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/85276807760357986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-know-in-cartoons-books-movies-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-4151621815435598153</id><published>2009-06-28T13:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T13:25:59.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/Skb-j1o0npI/AAAAAAAAACA/eR1d9m4vaqg/s1600-h/mj-homer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352245098823589522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/Skb-j1o0npI/AAAAAAAAACA/eR1d9m4vaqg/s320/mj-homer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1958-2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(The Simpsons tribute tradition)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another legend that was a major part of shaping today's culture has left us.&lt;br /&gt;You know they're mortal and human, yet their deaths always seem to come as a giant shocker because you kinda take them for granted while they were alive.&lt;br /&gt;He gave us great music and moments all his life. Let's just remember those eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P MJ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-4151621815435598153?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/4151621815435598153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=4151621815435598153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4151621815435598153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4151621815435598153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-legend-that-was-major-part-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/Skb-j1o0npI/AAAAAAAAACA/eR1d9m4vaqg/s72-c/mj-homer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-6510102424621101829</id><published>2009-06-22T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:22:53.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; just been thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Since Terminator Salvation happens to this Earth right?&lt;br /&gt;And so does the Heroes saga.&lt;br /&gt;So if both of them take place in the same planet, and since Judgment day occurs 2004, so the Heroes characters would be alive right?&lt;br /&gt;So what? Micah controls machines! I mean that pretty much trumps John Connor. He can COMMAND Skynet. Of course, he's not invincible. So assuming he was killed on Judgment day, what about Claire? She heals, and she most certainly is indestructible. And her blood's like an elixir of life as well. Plus Hiro might've survived. Then teleported back in time and went "Save Rebel, save the world?"&lt;br /&gt;I'd say the odds are pretty much stacked against Skynet.&lt;br /&gt;But I can hear you arguing that the Heroes saga takes place in 2006, thereby establishing that both franchises take place in alternate universes! So they cannot have happened together because Heroes would be a flaming pile of rubble!&lt;br /&gt;But then the theory of Quantum cosmology states that Anything that &lt;strong&gt;can happen&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;will happen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in an equal and parallel universe! So somewhere Skynet has lost to John Connor, and somewhere else Micah Sanders survives and manages to defeat Skynet too?&lt;br /&gt;Someone ought to write a fanfiction about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-6510102424621101829?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/6510102424621101829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=6510102424621101829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6510102424621101829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6510102424621101829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-know-what-ive-just-been-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-5237239139319566543</id><published>2009-06-11T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:00:06.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't get the scholarship. Which was expected and all hope was not lost for they gave a book award of 50 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;But explain something to me though, the prize for being top in English language and Literature in my Secondary school only fetched me 30 bucks altogether. Yet I failed an interview and was given 50 dollars as a "consolation prize"? Something is clearly wrong here.&lt;br /&gt;Elsewhere on the academic catastrophies trophy board, my script for the adapted film project for Location Video production was so terrible it needed a total do over from scratch. Not the greatest feeling. Especially for a film fan.&lt;br /&gt;The group also got a C for Marcomm group project, which pretty much put the final nail in the coffin, as I'm sure my common test grade will be none too spectacular. Great.&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, I've finally completed the GraphComm assignments due tomorrow, all that's left is to get all the materials needed and to print out everything, and find a nice cardboard box to spend the rest of my poly life in, as all my life savings are slowly sucked dry by the expensive costs of Poly life. As if the mere concept wasn't bad enough, but having to fork out a week's worth of allowance to submit the homework is enough to want to start a hunger strike so money is not spent on creature comforts like canteen lunch. Fuck man. What exactly are we paying 2000 bucks for if we have to buy everything for school? Ah SCREW the living guts out of you. I'm not buying your textbooks for modules I have no interest in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-5237239139319566543?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/5237239139319566543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=5237239139319566543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5237239139319566543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5237239139319566543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-didnt-get-scholarship.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-1342151864118318270</id><published>2009-06-07T17:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:58:31.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I need some help.&lt;br /&gt;Recently my Terminator obsession kicked start again, the franchise having a special spot in every kid's heart who was born after 1980s. Come on we all know it's a childhood staple.&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I'm really bugged by the postcard set being distributed in the month of May, for I only managed to clinch week one's John Connor(Christian Bale) entry. 3 more remain, and this being the month of June, my search gets a little harder.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who's reading this and knows of my movie obsession, please just help me keep an eye out for any postcard stands you pass, and check for any Terminator Salvation ones. Then take them.&lt;br /&gt;Here's some visual aids, in case any of you are unfamiliar with its characters. &lt;br /&gt;The first one's of high priority.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344522150077695090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/SiuOlDmWhHI/AAAAAAAAABs/C_TV-lx1cLw/s320/pc2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344521901936950594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/SiuOWnM_PUI/AAAAAAAAABk/VqxFVQw9GYU/s320/pc3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344521255057159202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/SiuNw9Y09CI/AAAAAAAAABU/3PAr2nD6bqc/s320/pc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just help me look okay? Some postcard stands may still carry older cards. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you're reading this, help me look for the resistance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-1342151864118318270?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/1342151864118318270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=1342151864118318270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1342151864118318270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1342151864118318270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-i-need-some-help.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/SiuOlDmWhHI/AAAAAAAAABs/C_TV-lx1cLw/s72-c/pc2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-4140434420085954890</id><published>2009-05-30T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T15:26:44.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man. There's something about Achiever's day that always feels like a bad hangover. You feel great on the day, and the next morning you wake up feeling a bit worse for wear. Mainly because you find out your entire year of hard work was only worth 30 dollars worth of popular vouchers, but also because you wake up with the knowledge that it'll be months/years before you ever meet up with the same fantastic group of people again.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Still, it is an event worth attending. Heck Yamunna and Kai Heng's tripping on the steps were worth the wait. Being an ex Emcee of the event in previous years I also got to quietly grumble about this year's emcees. Fine job, but they didn't have to do the names of the teachers. Though I'm sure they had more names called out accurately. DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;Also I heard you guys when I was up on stage. Thanks for the support dudes/dudettes. Nice warm fuzzy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;It just feels fantastic to be with the same group of people that gel together really well cause we sort of suffered through each other's stupidity and fluctuating hormone levels brought on by puberty. Heck survive that you'll survive each other on normal days. It is also with the same group of people I can totally complain and grumble till the cows come home cause I do that often. Heck i think they know those tirades are pretty much my pathetic attempt at humour and I don't mean nothing by it. Some know more than others. I feel more comfortable around them than any other crowd cause I don't have to hide anything. All my geeking out is absorbed and responded to by Yuqi, and all my female stuff is shared with erm the females, brain stimulation nicely balanced out and challenged by Yamunna and Jin and the Biology whizzes with social skills, and the humour is generously provided by Alvin and the chipmunks. Actually pretty much the entire group got me laughing in some way or another with your quirks. Doesn't have to be the same class even. Jessie and Praise have proven this statement true more than once.&lt;br /&gt;Also since graduation I haven't found a group of people that share the same civic mindedness or verbal skills as the lot in Tanglin. Or a group quite so willing to provide me with movie information to keep my geekiness going. Ever since Poly I've pretty much lost touch with movie kingdom, cause there weren't the usual flow of listeners and magazines and newspaper articles/posters.&lt;br /&gt;Okay I missed you guys happy?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-4140434420085954890?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/4140434420085954890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=4140434420085954890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4140434420085954890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4140434420085954890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-5175788007515723844</id><published>2009-05-20T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:06:36.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This past week has been nothing but sheer frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with the weekly movie screenings by Sgnewwave, a club of film fans in Ngee ann. They were screening a wonderfully gritty movie known as Fight club. Now, previous screenings have attracted measly amounts of students, despite pedigrees like Saving Private Ryan and Raising Arizona. Fight club on the other hand, saw the every last seat in the theater being assigned to one human buttock. Sure I should be thrilled so many people have taken an interest, but how many for the wrong reasons? Try as I might, I could not shake the nagging feeling of being surrounded by half brained movie nitwits, drawn to the movie because of the handsome leading man rather than the movie's themes and story. Having a name like Fight club, many came looking for a cheap thrill of watching Pitt dishing out knuckle sandwiches. I don't know if they thought the movie would consist of Mr. Jolie's usual charming pearly smile, but I sure enjoyed watching the many "posers" wince and squeal at the brutality and the weight of the film. Eat that you fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Events on Tuesday would again send my blood pressure rocketing skywards. I end school at 11, but was expected to wait till 3 for some bloody marketing Communications(one subject I loathe with every ounce of my being) meeting. We had arranged it at such a convenient time slot because one member of our team ran on a whole nother schedule. Okay. Let's just hang out in the library. When the time came, I smsed my team members so we could get together. Turns out one of them skipped school and the other, the one we so happily stayed back for, gave the excuse she was not in school and she wasn't aware of the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?! You arranged the bloody timeslot!&lt;br /&gt;So once again the meeting's postponed to yet another afternoon, which means, all of us would have to sacrifice a few more hours of our time to discuss something we should have completed by now! It's just TFU. It's so much easier to just work alone. I'm starting to think human relationships aren't worth the effort. Life would be so much less...COMPLICATED and painful if you just lived alone on some spit of land with enough resources for you. Heck interaction with Homo sapiens is hard enough for me already okay?! It'd help a little more if you guys actually gave some sign. Tell me to shut up! Punch me! Just let me know you're still listening ad not wasting my and everyone else's FUCKING time.&lt;br /&gt;Today was lecture day, so naturally it wasn't gonna be butter. That I can deal with. Until I get into a lecture of Marketing communications with no source of distraction. It's fortunate brains don't come with eject buttons. It took all my willpower not to bolt from the theatre shrieking "I don't want to take this subject in the first place! I don't care if I pass!" Well the last bit's not quite true. If it really were the case I would have done just that. It's frustrating. You sort of feel your potential fading with every redundant module you have to sit through.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I'm starting to wonder if more talented people would come through if we weren't submitted to the effects of education. It may help to distinguish stupid from smart. We'd get to focus on whatever we wanted to, without being told a new approach was unacceptable.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should really go nuts. Barrel through my work without regard for rules or human relationships, blissfully unaware of the chaos in my wake. Fail? Fine. Death threats? Fine. Expelled? Fine. Bankrupt? Fine. Jail time? Fine. It may never even go that far. For all I know it could be successful.&lt;br /&gt;But having been pegged as a "psycho-killer" before by some quiz....Who knows what might happen without rules. Maybe when I finally hit bottom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-5175788007515723844?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/5175788007515723844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=5175788007515723844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5175788007515723844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5175788007515723844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-past-week-has-been-nothing-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-6699057503942411260</id><published>2009-05-09T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T16:54:20.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess odd numbered Star Trek movies are no longer shit.&lt;br /&gt;Just caught the new installment yesterday, after mistakenly realising we were not able to watch Wolverine in time for the student prices. What they shifted the cut off to 5 now?! Have they ever been a student?! It's impossible to get off school by 6 let alone 5! I was informed of the change by some female Vogon (those ugly monster/aliens in Hitchhiker's guide) who simply replied "NO! After 5 no more!" Sheesh. Near;y wanted to put a nice dent in her nose. If I could find it.&lt;br /&gt;Yuqi was a bit tiffed at the change in plans, for he wasn't mentally prepared to watch JJ Abrams's flick. I suppose you might argue since the prices are jacked up anyway you might as well have stuck to the plan of watching Wolverine. But hell if I'm paying 10 bucks... See this is the problem with last minute decisions! I never get my mind right! It's just pure chaos! Strangely enough it always seems to happen a lot when I'm with Braceface(Oh you haven't you heard?).&lt;br /&gt;I kind of swore I'd never turn Trekkie/Trekker, having already given my allegiance to Star wars(Can we have a name? Star wars fans doesn't ring!). And Damn it I'll still stick to that, even though this movie definitely snagged my attention and kicked off a fascination with the Trekkers' beloved universe. I'm still reluctant to watch any of the older Star Trek series and movies, but since this new universe of which I AM a fan of is somewhat linked, I have been doing my research. Get off my back. I know what Tribbles are now. The problem is, the new timeline doesn't have a series or a 40 year history. So I guess I'll have to patiently wait for furthur news.&lt;br /&gt;The movie was simple enough for non fans, even simpler for non sci fi fans. It also contained enough jargon and references to the original series to placate the die hards. And with Nimoy back as original Spock, they really have no reason to rebel. With special effects to rival the Star wars prequels (well Lucasfilm chipped in, so I guess Star Wars fans won't feel guilty), and action sequences formed with Steven Spielberg's help (another Lucas link), it's breath taking, thrilling and suspenseful enough. Having said all that, most of you might be going "another summer popcorn flick then". But the main characters' relationships are well written, and Kirk and Spock are both given back stories for non-fans to better understand them. So yeah, there's emotional depth. Quinto is brilliant as conflicted half-human half-Vulcan Spock, and manages to capture the struggle within. Pine's Kirk is still cocky, arrogant and Playboy, but he's real enough to be likable, having the charm that was given to Shatner and Harrison Ford. Karl Urban's cranky and exasperated medic McCoy is gruffily(?) funny, and Yelchin's 17 year old genius Chekov is this ball of youthful energy and naivety, eager and innocent.  didn't see enough of Sulu to form an opinion, but I like him by default cause he's Asian. And fences. Simon Pegg's Scotty did manage to ellicit a few chuckles from the audience, but he was introduced rather late into the movie, and I think people who are completely new to the Star Trek universe are gonna know who he is.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Maybe in the sequel. From what I gather the cast signed on for two more. And we all know Trekkers never really let anything Star trek die off quickly. Especially since it's been resurrected. And it's bloody good.&lt;br /&gt;Although I didn't feel entirely satisfied. The movie was brilliant, but I don't know. Something's lacking. Still, I'm gonna urge you all to watch it. Yes even non sci fi fans. There's enough Eye candy on board to keep you happy. Trust me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-6699057503942411260?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/6699057503942411260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=6699057503942411260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6699057503942411260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6699057503942411260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/05/guess-odd-numbered-star-trek-movies-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-5999477147567887830</id><published>2009-04-21T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:18:03.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something has been bugging me for ages. It's not something I'd ever mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say something happened. And let's just say that I'm really pissed off and angry and ashamed of myself for even allowing it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope that serves as a lesson to stop getting all logical and start acting on instinct more often. With total disregard for rules.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-5999477147567887830?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/5999477147567887830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=5999477147567887830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5999477147567887830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5999477147567887830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/04/something-has-been-bugging-me-for-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-1276220798765466962</id><published>2009-04-13T09:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T10:01:32.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well that was miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched The Mist, and went to a whole 'nother level in cynicism.&lt;br /&gt;Understandably, this movie isn't on anyone's feel good list (If it is, see a psychiatrist), movies adapted from Stephen King's books rarely are. That guy, I don't know. His books never really bothered me as much as they did most people. His monsters and what have you rarely haunt me as much as trailers for B grade asian horror films. So I never quite got the whole deal about my friends owing sleepless nights to him.&lt;br /&gt;Until I finally got that the scary parts aren't so much the demons and ghould in his stories, but rather the human citizens themselves. Yes. All you normal beings are the hanuting diseased boogeymen that give King his horror status.&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me? The Shining was about the Overlook hotel sure, but face it, we're more terrified of the Cabin fevered caretaker than the freaky twins. Carrie's main shriek winner was well, Carrie, who became like that because of how her peers treated her. The Mist was creepy not because you have crazed giant bugs that look like rip offs of Starship troopers, but because of the sheer amount of stupidity of people trapped in the grocery store. It's scary because the human behaviors are believable, and you know if you were ever put in that situation, you are capable of doing (Or maybe you have done) the heinous acts. I'd like to believe no one could be that stupid but we've certainly seen how mobs are formed and what they can do.&lt;br /&gt;Hey it's happening now. Otherwise we wouldn't have newspapers. It's hard to have faith in the good of humanity after a few bad experiences. Heck, one bad experience is enough to leave you bitter and infuse paranoia.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the Mist is so terribly depressing because it has no happy ending, which is what we've come to expect of movies, it's horrible to see humanity depicted like those weak minded individuals, and because it's so true. Man it's everything I hate about humans lumped into a two hour flick.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't pay to be civil towards idoits really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-1276220798765466962?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/1276220798765466962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=1276220798765466962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1276220798765466962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1276220798765466962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-that-was-miserable.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-6334670995866640094</id><published>2009-04-02T11:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:33:53.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW! Talk about Ultimate geekdom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.techeblog.com/elephant/gallery-153538-photos.phtml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.techeblog.com/elephant//ul/25591-450x-cityofkings.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you say I'm obsessed! This guy found time and SPACE to build the Minas Tirith city from ground up using matchsticks! Of course he'll never be able to light the beacons, but still!&lt;br /&gt;All I did was BUY mine. It's like that Simpsons episode where Marge made everything out of ice cream sticks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-6334670995866640094?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/6334670995866640094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=6334670995866640094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6334670995866640094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6334670995866640094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow-talk-about-ultimate-geekdom-and-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-1852957984362632352</id><published>2009-04-01T11:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T12:14:53.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Read today in the papers that Singaporeans are not rude, but are in fact too shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a load of old bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the hell can you be too SHY to show a tad bit of courtesy?! I can just picture the people interviewed giggling and batting their eyes in an attempt to prove their bashfulness. It's just pure twaddle. The simple fact is that most of us don't have the basic respect for other people around us, and couldn't care less to help them out. Face it, how many of you, whenever you held a door open for complete strangers receive nothing but a roll of their eyes in return? What? A simple Thank You to difficult to utter? At least give a nod of acknowledgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could this be why we never move anywhere? Because people continually give PATHETIC excuses to worm their way out of issues instead of actually resolving the problem?&lt;br /&gt;Look, I'm still doing what I can to keep this place civil, and I'm certain my friends try as well. But I'm getting a bit sick of the crap I get in return.&lt;br /&gt;I am TIRED of being treated like filth by sloppy bimbotic shites who run the shops and cashier counters who take their job for granted. I am TIRED of people STROLLING up to the doors despite seeing that someone is holding it open and waiting for them to walk through. I am TIRED of elderly folk taking advantage of their seniority to jump queues and nab seats and yell at younger bystanders. I am TIRED of pregnant gits attempting to flatten the hell out of you when you offer a seat to them of the bus by charging in like it's their right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I don't think I'd stoop to the stage where if someone was rude to me I'd return the favour yet, but it won't be long before I lose all faith in humanity if I stay here any longer. Is it really that tough to treat someone normally? Or LISTEN? I mean what is the deal with people getting trampled in sales and stuff? It's not that impossible to STOP and allow or help the person to stand on her god given two feet instead of using her as a doormat? Are we gonna have to reach the stage where people carry boot knives to slash at the ankles of ignorant twits to defend themselves or make themselves KNOWN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a waste of the front page. Maybe the newspapers should consider printing foreign language phrases like "Thank you" and "Excuse me". You know for a city that boasts it is close to first world we sure eat out of dog bowls. Man. Fuck the lot of barbarians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon my French.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-1852957984362632352?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/1852957984362632352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=1852957984362632352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1852957984362632352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1852957984362632352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/04/read-today-in-papers-that-singaporeans.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-6293672730117412630</id><published>2009-03-22T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:28:31.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In honour of master geeks, here are some videos about some well known geeks tht deserve RESPECT. These videos will serve as EVIDENCE to the article below. Ignorant twit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam Savage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/29SopXQfc_s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/29SopXQfc_s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Pegg and J.J Abrams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P0xaCB2nLS0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P0xaCB2nLS0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarantino!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LcoPxyxpE9A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LcoPxyxpE9A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stan Lee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wO0NsKFJ6gE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wO0NsKFJ6gE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE THAT YOU LOUSY NO GOOD...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-6293672730117412630?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/6293672730117412630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=6293672730117412630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6293672730117412630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6293672730117412630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-honour-of-master-geeks-here-are-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-5852664646520226633</id><published>2009-03-22T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:20:27.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Message to nerds: THIS IS WAR.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who has read today's Sunday times might have noticed a tiny little column before the comics section written by a proud nerd. The sentence is an oxymoron in and of itself. Proud nerd.&lt;br /&gt;And the particular nerd starts her column by stating the difference between nerds and geeks. Fine by me, I would have done the same. It's terrible when ignorant shit heads label geeks as nerds. However, she made one fatal error when she defined geeks as, and I quote, " someone who is obsessed about a really uncool hobby such as, for instance, assembling plastic model robots and painting details on them with toothpicks." Woah, hold up there. &lt;br /&gt;If she was mentioning those Gundam fanboys who have half a brain, I'll give her that. Unfortuantely she used the term "geeks". Which would include the whole she bang. Let me get this straight book worm. Gundam and anime freaks are NOT geeks, they are known as posers with bad taste. Write that down.Ironically, her column was about ignorance. So let me illuminate your deprived, ignorant soul with the light of geekdom.&lt;br /&gt;GEEKS have different classes. We have the bottom dwellers, which would be where I am, the people who feed on the scraps of Geek-fo thrown down to us. We write articles and discuss about whatever we are PASSIONATE ON. You have middle class, which would be your wannabe model makers, people who assemble Y-Wings from scrap parts, and anyone who relies on Geekdom for a living. The provide information to international geeks. And to top it all off you have the creme de la creme of geeks, your comic makers like Stan lee, Your Movie lords Like Quentin Tarantino and J.J Abrams, and in the IT department Steve Jobs. This food chain applies to the categories of geek. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namely, IT freaks(who I don't really communicate with), The comic bookers, the movie dudes. The last two are symbiotic really.&lt;br /&gt;And we are not the "socially inept" people as described in your article, as many of us geeks are able to hold a civilised conversation. Refer to Adam Savage of the Mythbusters, half of the team that shed some light on your puny mind, and allowed you to sleep peacefully knowing your feet are safer with steel toed boots and other myths spread by the very same books you read. That man DESERVES respect, and no matter if he is a model maker, because his works are pure art. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely enough, in her article she mentioned she was left out of a conversation with her friends because she wasn't well informed of American idol. WHO'S socially aloof now? See, that'll rarely happen to geeks because they make it a point to be well informed in as many things as possible. That's a rule to being a good geek. Robert Rodriguez happens to take pride in his role of a cook and a filmmaker, Adam Savage puts in as much time in mythbusting as he does making sculptures, and I read the freaking newspapers everyday so I can get in touch with the world I loathe so much. We've read an extensive amount of your snotty classic books because many of them would have been realised on screen anyway. Heck, and we unlike YOU, actually read the books so we can defend whatever we like about it so they'll get it right in the movie. We read and do stuff because We respect their makers and the spirit they carry, and not because we feel inadequate because we not heard of most of the entries in some unknown expert's list. Who cares?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is something I CANNOT and WILL NOT tolerate, and I try desperately not to fall into the deep dank hole of stupidity. It's something MOST respectable geeks cannot stand actually, so the next time you carelessly use the geek, you might want to revise your opinion for IGNORANCE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EUARGH! What the fuck kind of reading list is that?! Ew! Seriously girl, get a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-5852664646520226633?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/5852664646520226633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=5852664646520226633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5852664646520226633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5852664646520226633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/03/message-to-nerds-this-is-war.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-4106493951896793019</id><published>2009-03-13T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T21:07:43.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay Coldplay is the word. Never mind Arctic monkeys and crap.&lt;br /&gt;It's too bad their tickets are sold out. *huffs&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully they'll like this place enough to drop by again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from Learn to lead crap at Bintan. It's a fantastic place, but I hate turning fantastic places I always held a special place for in my heart for work. Hopefully I'll be able to go back there and get some proper fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why was the camp so torturous? Could be the fact I was coerced to work in a team, or forced to prove myself to other people I don't give two hoots about, or maybe I have to work with PEOPLE in general. Or maybe because I was graded for this. All of the above anyone? why don't they ever have a work by yourself module? &lt;br /&gt;The thing about Poly is everthing and everyone is so damn open is frustrating. There is no such thing as original material because everyone riffs off each other. I'm not gonna go into specific details, but there is this survival thing. So first time we did it, I was over ruled by the group and the analysing. So we all ended up dying soemwhere in Canada, baecause I'm too nice. Second time we did it, it's was worth nothing because everyone already knew the answers. So credit was given to those who have the gift of charisma. Great.&lt;br /&gt;It's enough that I get little credit and acknowledgement already, but in Poly it becomes so much harder because it's not about intelligence and paying attention anymore. It's about who has the least consideration and the loudest voice or the people's support. It's incredibly self defeating. Sometimes you just resign to the fact that you'll never get credit on anything you throw your best effort into. I know I'm being incredibly pessimistic here, but this doesn't happen to everyone else. They get their names spelled right, they get thanks and stuff, they get marks...It's tough to swallow.&lt;br /&gt;why do you think I never wanted siblings or a future family and my suspicion in people? Cause this shit is bound to happen. Guess I'm not as discerning as I thought I would be. &lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be a purpose for my being born in Singapore and not having a Singaporean behavior. I just hope it's not to make others look good.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, stop stealing my stuff. My knowledge is all I have left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-4106493951896793019?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/4106493951896793019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=4106493951896793019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4106493951896793019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4106493951896793019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay-coldplay-is-word.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-6119731667711674488</id><published>2009-03-07T14:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T14:23:45.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bizarre occurences happen to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Today a strange situation occured where by Yuqi and I suddenly messaged each other at the same time, both messages asking the other for a meet up. I wondered why I couldn't send the message. I requested for an outing to the esplanade library, where his simply said "Push?"&lt;br /&gt;After sorting out the confusion created by 12.17 smses, we then tried to compromise.&lt;br /&gt;It feels a little weird that we're not in the same school anymore, or even the same country. It's strange to not know what the other is talking about anymore, and sometimes I find myself missing that sense of security I found in Tanglinians I was comfortable around. Because we've been on the same boat for so long, when we finally realise we're taking our own paths in life it becomes lonely. With Yuqi and Jessie we were on the get go from the day of our first fencing practice, roped in by a bunch of events that seemingly aren't related. Amin's interception led to me having nothing to do, me having nothing to do led to Adelyn standing next to me, Yuqi got a sudden urge to smile, leading to Adelyn questioning his sanity. Jessie came in cause Adelyn and her already spoke to each other. Then we go find out Jessie and Yuqi were schoolmates before. It's like the forming of a black hole that somehow formed my social circle. I sucked in everyone who survived 1E/2E 1 years with me, and they sucked in their OWN network of friends, and someone this concoction formed most of 4E 1&amp;2. &lt;br /&gt;Now we're different in terms of education, allowances, public transport fees (Get that fixed will you?! I do wish to have some savings by the end of Poly!Motherfucking lollycads.)and time zones.&lt;br /&gt;Still, it's these differences that make these occasional meet ups all the more charming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-6119731667711674488?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/6119731667711674488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=6119731667711674488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6119731667711674488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6119731667711674488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/03/bizarre-occurences-happen-to-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-3993811798913483729</id><published>2009-03-02T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:07:37.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This should have been over months ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet once again I find myself at the very same crossroads I faced in September, where I have to for a second time make the impossible decision of whether to stay with Mass Communications or to hop on to the FSV band wagon. &lt;br /&gt;But if I even have to reconsider a second time, doesn't it mean I stuck to the wrong choice? &lt;br /&gt;I mean I'm already good at writing(I HOPE), so mass comm would just be building ONTO that. Yes I know the course teaches a whole lot of other stuff, but advertising and COMMUNICATING just seems to pale to insignificance when it comes to telling MY STORIES. And my passion has always been for movies right? &lt;br /&gt;So I would think the answer is laid out in giant wooden letters before my rescue helicopter. But again, one worry I always have with Singapore, will they take that love and passion I have for film, and warp and twist it for their own benefits? Is this how all local filmmakers end up? They get into the courses fresh faced, then somehow go out as Jack Neo crap film wannabes? Could their plight be due to the countless hours of brainwashing to watch bad local films with little substance? Because of the pride we local Asian filmmakers should have for our culture(WHAT culture?) we're not a very open bunch of people. Singaporeans are not exactly to most  forgiving humans are we? Everything must be "law by law". You say anything else, you're sort of committing career suicide. Could this fear be the reason why our local TV programmes still stick to freaking local soap operas that no one with half a brain watches?&lt;br /&gt;But I'm getting ahead of myself. It may even be too late to appeal. Let's hope if I DO get into FSV, I have the moral fibre to get through with my individuality attached. If I don't, let's hope I get through with...Let's hope I get through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-3993811798913483729?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/3993811798913483729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=3993811798913483729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/3993811798913483729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/3993811798913483729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-should-have-been-over-months-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-4223020557278766479</id><published>2009-02-23T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:00:27.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OVER rated shit!&lt;br /&gt;You know, I'm getting really ticked off by the Oscars now. I am sick of the people behind this sickening event, pointy nosed little brained movie snobs who claim intellectual superiority based on their preferences for movies that involve crying, "tragic" life stories, and "inspirational" characters made by people with really classy faces and names. &lt;br /&gt;Another year of overlooking COUNTLESS movies because the judges have the memory span of an old geezer with Alzheimer's. "Was that movie I saw 6 mths ago good?" &lt;br /&gt;"Heck, I can't remember, oh but this new movie is!"&lt;br /&gt;Okay, So Slumdog has your regular sob festivities, y'know, with your child actors and white guy directing, but you can't POSSIBLY think that it's sound was better than Ben Burtt's for WALL.E! We hear those sounds on a daily basis! You KNOW what it sounds like, so you just match the sounds! The actors have their own voices given to them by the good grace of God! Something we can't say for the robots and that bug in Pixar's latest venture! Emotions to be conveyed couldn't go through speech, cause Wall e doesn't have a MOUTH! Yet they did so, successfully, because those bleeps and whistles so lovingly put together tugged heartstrings! That's sheer brilliance in itself!&lt;br /&gt;Again I'm gonna yell at the panel for completely ignoring the "Inferior" and "pointless" comic book movies. "Oh no, we're not gonna nominate something that EVERYONE likes!" Hey, the Dark Knight had some scenes that made some audience members feel things they've never felt so strongly anywhere else. For crying out loud, I was actually terrified of the Joker, and cringed many a time when he executed his laughing therapy. There were also moments showing humankind's courage, (the two boats - with NO superhero to help them - with civilians, played by small time people with excellent acting ability). So it's a comic book movie, which means it doesn't have real life action, or believabilty? That's just twaddle-speak. You find me someone who didn't sympathise, empathise, or chewed their nails off half to death because of whatever's happening on screen I'll show you Helen Keller. It was DAMN near easier to relate to than a Slumdog Richie Rich. In this economically- challenged terrorist laden world we REALLY don't need to know how someone who never went to school suddenly gets a million bucks. BY LUCK. We wanna see how humans would/could behave when confronted with corrupt authoritative figures, a leader's fall from grace, the deaths of important people, the deaths of strangers, and when faced with difficult choices, and a terrorist that makes Leatherface look like the Easter bunny. So maybe Slumdog had a "better script", cause there were no costumed vigilantes, but the thing that really got my feathers ruffled is the invisible Nolan spot for Best director, and Zimmer's for best music. What the fuck are you playing at?!  &lt;br /&gt;Stolen awards also include Best Editing, Cinematography(TDK for Slum?!), Sound for Wall.E.&lt;br /&gt;Screw you and your little golden man, the numbers speak for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Bless you Mr Ledger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-4223020557278766479?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/4223020557278766479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=4223020557278766479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4223020557278766479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4223020557278766479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/02/over-rated-shit-you-know-im-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-2157709890724329919</id><published>2009-02-14T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:34:34.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's a lot of stuff going through my head these days. It's starting to hurt, but again I lack the vocabulary needed to comfortably put them down into words. &lt;br /&gt;Holidays tend to have this effect on me. They make you more aware of some things I guess. Poeple stumble blindly through life, and they usually receive a wake up call in a form of an overrated, over advertised celebration. It could make them more grateful, or turn them darker and more bitter than Cocoa powder. I'd say the latter is closer to what I'm feeling. Of course. Cynics, you say. Never truly appreciative of anything. &lt;br /&gt;But hey, I'm grateful my birthday comes once every 4 years. It gives me 3 years to brace myself for impact. Too bad I can't say the same for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;It just gets you wondering about some things really. &lt;br /&gt;Like whether people are worth any effort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-2157709890724329919?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/2157709890724329919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=2157709890724329919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/2157709890724329919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/2157709890724329919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/02/theres-lot-of-stuff-going-through-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-7941139423287801987</id><published>2009-02-09T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:19:58.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay dudes, I am seriously spooked. &lt;br /&gt;Just took this colour test thing, that's supposed to determine facets of your personality from the colours you choose, and the results are surprisingly spot on. Guess I'm not that difficult to figure out after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the guideline to Serene.&lt;br /&gt;Existing Situation:Imaginative and sensitive; seeking an outlet for these qualities--especially in the company of someone equally sensitive. Interest and enthusiasm are readily aroused by the unusual or the adventurous. (Anyone who was with me at the NRA museum can vouch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress Sources: Wishes to be independent, unhampered, and free from any limitation or restriction, other than those which she imposes of herself or by her own choice and decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restraints:Has high emotional demands and is willing to involve herself in a close relationship, but not with any great depth of feeling(I'm NOT SHALLOW).&lt;br /&gt;Becomes distressed when her needs or desires are misunderstood and feels that she has no one to turn to or rely on. Egocentric(Oh well) and therefore quick to take offence(Fake accent anyone?).&lt;br /&gt;Able to achieve satisfaction through sexual activity. (WHAT?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desired objective: Seeks the determination and elasticity of will necessary to establish herself and to make herself independent despite the difficulties of her situation. Wants to overcome opposition and achieve recognition (Never gonna happen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual problem: Strongly resists outside influence and any interference with her freedom to make her own decisions and plans. Works to establish and strengthen her own position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...So it makes me sound a little shallow. But hopefully you guys know better. Hm. &lt;br /&gt;Now we're all settling in our new schools...How you guys copin' anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-7941139423287801987?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/7941139423287801987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=7941139423287801987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7941139423287801987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7941139423287801987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay-dudes-i-am-seriously-spooked.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-5034016534472168183</id><published>2009-01-31T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:26:00.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone tell me what the FUCK is going on with my computer?&lt;br /&gt;I finally got the internet up and running, but when I clicked on what used to be internet explorer, out comes a page called msn explorer! WHAT?! Where did that come from?!&lt;br /&gt;And now, I can't sign in to Windows live messenger, nor are my contacts in the msn explorer's messenger! And Msn explorer appears to be impossible to uninstall. WHAT?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-5034016534472168183?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/5034016534472168183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=5034016534472168183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5034016534472168183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5034016534472168183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/01/someone-tell-me-what-fuck-is-going-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-4341723152603137936</id><published>2009-01-30T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:13:55.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I started a code of silence today. Successfully pulled it off, didn't speak.&lt;br /&gt;But many people became extreme fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here's the deal.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not speaking NOT because I'm against you lot, yes, you listen when you KNOW I'm talking, but the problem is I have enough trouble getting and HOLDING your attention long enough for me to get me point across. I'm not speaking, BECAUSE the whole purpose for a voice is to get your idea across and get people to listen to you. So, having failed pathetically at that, there is no need to have a voice if it irritates the heck out of you, and doesn't serve it's purpose anyway, cause it's not your speech that gets the attention, it's the snarl that acompanies it coupled with wild gesticulations. And having attracted attention, it's back to square one whenever someone else talks/interrupts. So what the hey? Ste-rike one.&lt;br /&gt;Number 2, as if losing your listeners ain't soul crushing enough, furthur blows rain down when your listeners ditch your important annoucement/question "Homework due now" for something as trivial as "(points at fucking mynah)Look at that bird!". What's more annoying is, AFTER you've decided to give up on broadcasting your idea to a deaf audience, some turtle in the group goes "hey!we could do that!" and proceeds to give what was your suggestion half hour ago, and the everyone goes "OH YEAH! Why didn't we think of that?"&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Thanks guys. Thought noone was responding cause it was a stupid sugestion, but no, it's because none of you heard. So let's get this straight, I'm not speaking cause there's hardly ever a point( no one hears anything, and someone's gonna say what I'm thinking eventually). It's not a war, it's not a rebellious grudge act thing, it's just energy conservation. I WILL talk when I'm sure people will listen, and if it's COMPLETELY necessary.&lt;br /&gt;I will not say excuse me if you know I'm behind you and trying to get out, and are intentionally blocking my way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-4341723152603137936?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/4341723152603137936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=4341723152603137936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4341723152603137936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4341723152603137936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-i-started-code-of-silence-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-988307921010287133</id><published>2009-01-29T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:37:48.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I swear I never saw nyself as an Auditory digital learner. But that's what my Mindworks survey said. Basically Audio digital learners are like well, dull.&lt;br /&gt;Here's what the powerpoint point slides stated:&lt;br /&gt;I talk in short, clipped monotone(short, clipped maybe, but monotone? Jeez my heart breaks.) &lt;br /&gt;Rarely keep eye contact, and sometimes I appear to look through you,&lt;br /&gt;Moves lips in deep thought(who doesn't?!)&lt;br /&gt;shoulders down, head up(?),&lt;br /&gt;emotionally distant and disassociative(true enough),&lt;br /&gt;and here's the one that really got me going, I have little and stationary gestures. &lt;br /&gt;Yeah right. My hands move as if independent from my body.&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. Not that I have anything against Audio D people, but the above description makes me sound like the dullest person in the world. I may be. &lt;br /&gt;And the reason why I never speak is because people never seem to hear me when I do. Wnona reckons my voice lacks presence. A fine example would be half hour ago, where I was yelling at my mom to turn off the TV cause no one was watching it from the bathroom. I yelled 5 times, each time making sure she was within one metre from the shower. Ad I'd only yell after she spoke to me. When I got out she told me she didn't hear a goddam thing. Same thing happens 24/7. Is there some stupid cone of silence thing going on here?! It's too tiring and soul crushing to have to fight for listeners all the time, so I decided to save my breath for cooling my porridge. I hate my voice.&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing my writing usually gets readers. It's not like the teachers have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;It's really ironic that I ended up in mass com huh? Kinda sucks I lack charisma as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-988307921010287133?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/988307921010287133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=988307921010287133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/988307921010287133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/988307921010287133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-swear-i-never-saw-nyself-as-auditory.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-80673898702380363</id><published>2009-01-27T15:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T16:57:14.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, life as we know is changed forever. &lt;br /&gt;Now I'm constantly worrying that because I'm in a new schooling environment surrounded by new identities and folk I'll inevitably change. Most likely for the worst too. I can't shake the feeling that I will never ever enjoy the same comfort and joy I had with 4E1-ers, where I know everyone, everyone knows me and my habits, so I can just freak out as and where. And it's safe cause there'll be people behind, albeit 50 feet away and not always watching or listening, but they'll catch on. At least if I fall, they sure as heck won't CATCH me, but they're quick enough to ring up an ambulance so I won't DIE!&lt;br /&gt;Yuqi I can count on to talk/shout to about movie related news, Jessie's just there for much needed company and amusement, Amanda and Naimah are there for delirious female conversations and understanding, Carol and Praise provide laughter for me to laugh AT, and the boys in 4E1 give fine demonstrations of unintentional comedy. Jia Ying and Yamunna keep me company during recess, Simin is there to balance my crazy pessimistic freak outs and movie gushing with positive energy and music. And the other girls help keep testosterone levels kinda low. Up till she upped and left Erin gave me a sparring partner in cynical, jaundiced rantings of the world. Jenn and Reb and practically everyone else are there to shove me off my fat, lazy ass in PE. Not very successful people, but at least you tried.&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's official, I miss you guys.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to change! I'm extremely contented with where I am spritually when I was 16, and having found that stability with my life, I'm just worried everthing's gonna be upset again. You know how I react to change. Violently.&lt;br /&gt;All I'm saying is, I want to build on this better person I have found that you guys helped create, rather than lose it and build a new one. So it would be freking nice if you guys invited me along to stuff. HINT HINT Yuqi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-80673898702380363?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/80673898702380363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=80673898702380363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/80673898702380363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/80673898702380363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-life-as-we-know-is-changed-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-6245161300952055222</id><published>2009-01-21T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:39:38.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Poly is just bloody dull at the moment. Sure, the people are cheery enough, we're in media sch for crying out loud, but the lecturers can't seem to be able to tell when they're speaking to 16-18 year olds and when they're being faced with a scrum of anklebiters fresh out of Kindergarten. Yeah, I know, it's creative class, but drawing pictures of what we did yesterday and writing stuff on post its and fixing puzzles is kinda 1995 huh? Come on, we survived O levels, release whatever bloody hellhounds you have behind your classroom doors.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, Psychology lectures are really not a good idea when your student's brain has been mushed into scrambled eggs by the room's poor sound absorption. Were echoes this obvious? And of course you have the homework assignments. Task 1: Write down thought processes while you were writing your journal.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;So we're supposed to get psychoanalytical over how we think we get psychoanalytical when we're thinking about gender gaps? And then think about how to put what we're thinking about onto paper? Must our frenzied mind also form coherent sentences? If so, does that mean we have to think about how to form coherent sentences? Does anyone else's head hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Man if we keep this up I won't have any brain cells left to get me into university. When I signed up for this I wasn't aware we'd only learn about how to consciously do what we usually do subconsciously. How about something new huh? Something to challenge that good ol' noggin sittin astride of our beatiful shoulders? Before I lop it off?&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, WELCOME PRESIDENT OBAMA!!&lt;br /&gt;Adios Bush.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-6245161300952055222?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/6245161300952055222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=6245161300952055222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6245161300952055222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6245161300952055222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/01/poly-is-just-bloody-dull-at-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-727282481227198784</id><published>2009-01-12T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T18:22:37.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, the dice have been cast, but hey.&lt;br /&gt;I did reasonably well, not failing anything, and getting A1s and areas where I wanted to get A1s. 6 and 10. 5 and 9 if you count CCA bonus marks.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty impressive scores yeah, but strangly, I don't feel elated or disappointed in anyway. &lt;br /&gt;It's kinda hard to feel anything when you're knee deep in tears from other people in the hall. &lt;br /&gt;To all those I didn't manage to console, comfort, make feel good, then I'm sorry, but I did try to give out as many hugs as I could.&lt;br /&gt;Free hugs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-727282481227198784?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/727282481227198784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=727282481227198784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/727282481227198784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/727282481227198784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-dice-have-been-cast-but-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-6494237748115175157</id><published>2009-01-12T12:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:32:32.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good luck fellas. &lt;br /&gt;Remember, None of us here have ever done anything like this before. Stay sharp, keep those actions clear. I'll see you at the beach. Well, the hall but...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-6494237748115175157?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/6494237748115175157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=6494237748115175157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6494237748115175157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6494237748115175157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-luck-fellas.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-3576302527227742490</id><published>2009-01-08T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:17:45.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT THE HECK IS UP WITH PEOPLE?!&lt;br /&gt;How the heck was I supposed to know i WAS SUPPOSED TO GET GIFTS FOR SO MANY PEOPLE FROM EUROPE?! Place your orders if you wanted presents, I'M NOT A MIND READER!&lt;br /&gt;Freakin hell. Sorry. Just SLIGHTLY UPSET with my family members right now. I don't get anything from my cousins when they go overseas, and I don't feel OBLIGED to get them anything cause we're not that close anyway so why does my Mom and aunt pester ME whenever I travel?! Why the hell would FAMILY members be more concerned about what YOU got them from your BACKPACKING (Which also means LUGGING SHIT AROUND TO DIFF COUNTRIES) trip than the fact that you practically survived a month in a foreign continent with limited resources?! Thanks a lot guys. I'm back home safe and sound to listen to your petty whinings. &lt;br /&gt;And you guys wonder why you don't get gifts. Sheesh. &lt;br /&gt;I mean yes, I'm grateful for you "sponsoring" my trip and lending me over/under sized winter clothing, but gifts aren't really gifts unless they're GIVEN in FREE WILL.&lt;br /&gt;So my family thinks products, and yet the strange thing is, my friends have been the only ones to send Welcome back greetings when I touched back down to God's green Earth. No one went "What'd you get me? Nothing?" And mutter about how selfish I get. Oh the IRONY!&lt;br /&gt;So it's true then? Family in the 21st century is made up of friends not relatives? &lt;br /&gt;I'd like to think so. If that were true, then Yuqi, Vinod, Christopher, you guys are the brothers that do not exist in my "family". And Jessie, Winona, Amanda A, Amanda, Elaine, Praise, Sya, Simin and a whole heck load of other people will be in my sisterhood of travelling pants. &lt;br /&gt;My Brain and movies will be my parental figures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-3576302527227742490?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/3576302527227742490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=3576302527227742490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/3576302527227742490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/3576302527227742490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-heck-is-up-with-people-how-heck.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-4611508535849015298</id><published>2009-01-06T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:34:05.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watching a movie has never been this painful.&lt;br /&gt;Well, except for X men 3.&lt;br /&gt;But in X Men 3, the characters have intelligence even if the director doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;Transporter 3 on the other hand....&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;The director has clearly not gotten the reason why people love the previous two films in the trilogy. It's because of Frank Martin's bad assness, his impossible but still Statham-ey one liners, his steady hand, and the fact that he never has meaningful relationships. And his super cool fighting. People also love how the movies manage to entertain despite the seemingly ridiculous stunts he manages to pull off. &lt;br /&gt;NONE of those qualities ever appeared in this third installment. So you can see how that might be a problem. The fight scenes, if that's what you call them, are lacking the creativity seen in 1(Greased lighting anyone?) &amp; 2(WATERMELON HANDS!! And that bit where he shows them which man got the biggest hose), plus Megaton(director), tried too hard to make a bare-knuckle, no-holds barred fight look glossy and cool. I know shaky cams are in right now, but those are only for actors that CANNOT fight.&lt;br /&gt;Said director also tried to bring the film to a serious level, which is career suicide when it's a movie built entirely on "popcorn logic".&lt;br /&gt;And how the heck did Frank Martin end up with that cow?! Come on! he's too good for her in EVERY way. There's a gargantuan difference between wild and playful(GOOD), and Stupid and Stoned(BAD!Badbadbad!). Not to mention she practically rapes him in one scene.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants to torture me for information just show me this. It's not Statham's fault really. He's still the scowly, silent character we happen to love. &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna pretend this film EVER existed in Statham's good name. I did it for X men 3, this shouldn't be a problem either.&lt;br /&gt;Now we know what Elvis menat in "A little less conversation, a little more action, PLEASE!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-4611508535849015298?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/4611508535849015298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=4611508535849015298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4611508535849015298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4611508535849015298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/01/watching-movie-has-never-been-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-1203391743989885201</id><published>2009-01-03T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T19:43:16.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm Back and I'm UNCOMFORTABLE.&lt;br /&gt;My skin itches like CRAZY, I've been getting headaches for the past 3 days, and was Singapore always this busy and are Singaporeans always this RUDE?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;At least I saw Australia. Bloody good movie, with really impressive acting, too bad David Wenham was the evil dude. He scared the crap outta me. &lt;br /&gt;GO WATCH NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-1203391743989885201?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/1203391743989885201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=1203391743989885201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1203391743989885201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1203391743989885201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-back-and-im-uncomfortable.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-2599229829115125628</id><published>2008-12-27T06:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T06:19:47.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright pleebs. Almost end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;Time to brng in 2009!! Whole other year, whole lot of movies!!&lt;br /&gt;Did some scouting, found some trailers for some new attractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3WmAIxkAc2k"&gt;Terminator 4: Salvation &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2yrdEe95Hs0"&gt;Star Trek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XeP8Vf0gYq4"&gt;WOLVRINE: ORIGINS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun. I sure as heck did&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-2599229829115125628?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/2599229829115125628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=2599229829115125628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/2599229829115125628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/2599229829115125628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/12/alright-pleebs.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-2435894467530981026</id><published>2008-12-22T06:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T06:58:17.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feliz Navidad!(Merry Christmas in Spanish)&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't blogged in a while, it's hard to find internet when you're in a caravan in Italy. Really cramped conditions, and I fell sick. The flu bug got to me at last. I lost my voice! In Spain now, in a hotel with a scary elevator. &lt;br /&gt;Btw, Italy has th bestpizza and Lasagna in the WORLD. =P And Italians are crazy drivers. The leaning tower is wonky. And Firenze? Is Florence in Italian. Yeah, the centaur? Florence! That place is lovely. Leather wallet? 30 Singapore dollars.&lt;br /&gt;In Barcelonanow, watching Charlie and the Chocolate factory in SPANISH. Even the songs are dubbed. Good thing Winona's mom speaks Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;Coming back soon! Only Spain and London to go!&lt;br /&gt;See you New Year's. Take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-2435894467530981026?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/2435894467530981026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=2435894467530981026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/2435894467530981026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/2435894467530981026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/12/feliz-navidadmerry-christmas-in-spanish.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-2173103334893934425</id><published>2008-12-09T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:36:47.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SWITZERLAND IS GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;Snowboarding and slippery stairs gave me bruised buttocks and forearms and knees but the people are all just so simple and friendly here. And they don't mind english.&lt;br /&gt;And although the TV programmes here are not in English, they do have programmes we can recognise. Like the Simpsons(Die simpsons), Star Wars Clone wars series in German(Danke Skywalker), and Elf in French. Heck. Even Spongebob is foreign. It's brilliant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-2173103334893934425?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/2173103334893934425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=2173103334893934425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/2173103334893934425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/2173103334893934425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/12/switzerland-is-great-snowboarding-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-6062618191318669830</id><published>2008-12-07T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T00:46:08.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay I just nearly fell through the bed and table.&lt;br /&gt;Not everybody's graceful in Paris. I threw up twice already. Once in the plane, on my lunch(or what's left of it) and the second in the train station cause after the bowls of over breaded onion soup. Fuck the French love their bread and hate their english.&lt;br /&gt;Already saw everything in France, including the Moulin rouge. &lt;br /&gt;Tried an escargot yesterday. Was really tasty. It was my first though,so I can't compare. EVERYTHING HERE IS OVERPRICED!! And overrated.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to go to Disneyland. Too expensive. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Missing you lot, and tryig to get souvenirs. Got Amanda something from the Rouge and Yuqi from Notre Dame. &lt;br /&gt;I've had it up to here in France. Show me London.&lt;br /&gt;Spaced DVD for 14 pounds, yes or no? Vote now!&lt;br /&gt;While I head over to Switzerland tomorrow. Or today for you owl monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;Internet connection here sucks. &lt;br /&gt;I MISS WHOSE LINE!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Yuqi, don't you DARE watch the Spirit and Transporter 3 without me. I'll shoot your potatoes off.&lt;br /&gt;Cherio fellas!See you next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-6062618191318669830?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/6062618191318669830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=6062618191318669830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6062618191318669830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6062618191318669830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-i-just-nearly-fell-through-bed-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-5389585796385906642</id><published>2008-11-29T20:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T20:09:38.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night of 2008 in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers fellas. I'll try to come back alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-5389585796385906642?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/5389585796385906642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=5389585796385906642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5389585796385906642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5389585796385906642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-night-of-2008-in-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-7052702804342692043</id><published>2008-11-27T19:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:07:06.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I'm getting Cabin fever. I need to get out of this place.&lt;br /&gt;You know Mythbusters did an episode to prove that you can get cabin fever, and I swear, out of the four symptoms listed, I must be getting 3/4.&lt;br /&gt;Irritability: CHECK. I've been snapping at my mom more often now, over like really little stuff. Well, not that I didn't before, it just happens more now.&lt;br /&gt;Angry eyes: heck why not? My eyes have always looked angry, but now it's not even safe to look directly at them. You'll burst into flames.&lt;br /&gt;Excessive sleeping: not really, my insomnia continues at night, but I have been feeling more sleepy. But I haven't been sleeping more.&lt;br /&gt;Forgetfulness: With my memory? Fat chance. Besides, with the O levels done, there's nothing worth remembering.&lt;br /&gt;If I don't get out of here soon....&lt;br /&gt;ALL WORK AND NO PLAY MAKES JACK A DULL BOY.&lt;br /&gt;ALL WORK AND NO PLAY MAKES JACK A DULL BOY.&lt;br /&gt;ALL WORK AND NO PLAY MAKES JACK A DULL BOY.&lt;br /&gt;ALL WORK AND NO PLAY MAKES JACK A DULL BOY.&lt;br /&gt;ALL WORK AND NO PLAY MAKES JACK A DULL BOY.&lt;br /&gt;ALL WORK AND NO PLAY MAKES JACK A DULL BOY.ALL WORK AND NO PLAY MAKES JACK A DULL BOY.ALL WORK AND NO PLAY MAKES JACK A DULL BOY.&lt;br /&gt;ALL WORK AND NO PLAY MAKES JACK A DULL BOY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-7052702804342692043?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/7052702804342692043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=7052702804342692043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7052702804342692043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7052702804342692043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-think-im-getting-cabin-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-8157106761567371997</id><published>2008-11-26T10:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T10:19:55.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm fliying off to Europe soon. For all of you who DON'T know what I'm talking about, I'm heading over to Europe with Winona's family. We're backpacking!&lt;br /&gt;We're flying off on 30th, so there's a lot of last minute frenzy at the Hwang household, making sure everthing is in order.&lt;br /&gt;Winona's dad always rented a mobile home, so we'll be staying on a caravan thingy. YES!!!! That's one off the bucket list.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post the itinery here once we figure it out. Though I know Christmas is in London. And we MAY be going to Geneva.&lt;br /&gt;Places we WILL be going include Venice, Rome, Paris, Lisbon, London, Spain..Yeah. I'm gonna keep my eyes peeled for movie locations. I actually wanted to visit the Moulin Rouge near Paris in Montmatre, but apparently it's in a red-light district. *Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK?! TRANSPORTER 3 OPENS HERE 1st JANUARY?! WHAT THE FUCK?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-8157106761567371997?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/8157106761567371997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=8157106761567371997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/8157106761567371997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/8157106761567371997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-fliying-off-to-europe-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-1082796743026630350</id><published>2008-11-21T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T18:40:49.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry bout the previous post. Just haven't been in the best of moods. Boredom, aimlessness, and a screwed computer do NOT go hand in hand. Still, if this grumpy fart has made you grumpy, here's a video to cheer you up by way of apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vKXsVHZ87Q4&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-1082796743026630350?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/1082796743026630350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=1082796743026630350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1082796743026630350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1082796743026630350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/11/sorry-bout-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-4566786337197731699</id><published>2008-11-21T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T18:23:33.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blaster Worms should go fuck themselves. Along with FUCKING Microsoft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: It's really nice of you guys to have time in your busy schedules to go out with me this holiday. Really great and noble of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-4566786337197731699?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/4566786337197731699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=4566786337197731699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4566786337197731699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4566786337197731699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/11/blaster-worms-should-go-fuck-themselves.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-4952242829979958773</id><published>2008-11-20T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T19:08:27.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I swear I've reverted back to the Stone age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer just went through a re formatting, meaning ALL previous data was lost. Which also means I'm using Windows XP home. My internet's ancient(know a free upgrade to those newer tabby ones?), my screen resolution sucks(how to switch to 1440x900?), and- IT IS ANCIENT!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I lost all the information in my iPod again. Who wants to help me rebuild my song list?&lt;br /&gt;And I can't download windows live messenger cause something by the name od WINHTTP.dll(?!) cannot be located.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless I'd like to thank Edward for helping me with Computer jargon.&lt;br /&gt;Help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-4952242829979958773?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/4952242829979958773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=4952242829979958773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4952242829979958773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4952242829979958773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-swear-ive-reverted-back-to-stone-age.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-8359500427262995231</id><published>2008-11-14T09:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:46:42.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's Over! Yeah yeah, celebrations and all that. Run along then, to your next confetti infested party or wherever. OR you can just stay here and read this post. For the heck of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tried out Winona's Wii yesterday. It IS like what everyone has been telling you. It causes shrieking, laughter, cramped arms the next morning, and hours and hours of unbridled fun. We played this game called Rayman, which is sort of like a party game, designed so that each player(Yes it can be multiplayer, if you've got enough consoles) participates actively. Actively being the operative word. The whole point of the game just appears to be taking control of the eponymous chracter and help him defeat psychotic bunnies,called the Raving Rabbids(who look really cute!). The game is best if you've got large groups really. It's waaayyy more chaotic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Winona, Grace(as in Winona's friend Grace), Winona's dad and I were the players this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Highlights of the afternoon would be the toilet door stage(where you have to keep the bunnies in the cubicles by slamming the door, or they'll shoot you with plungers), the pig-catching stage(what it says), and the dancing ones. The pig catching got the most shrieking from EVERYONE cause it was so frustrating. The toilet door one was particularly hilarious cause Winona missed the passing mark by 0.05 seconds. And the dancing ones didn't really require you to dance, just flicking the console and the nunchucks to the bunnies. It's like Guitar hero with bunnies and less cool songs. I couldn't identify most of the songs, except for La bamba, which made it MUCH easier to stay in time to the bunnies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've played the game for like 4 hours and I'm already addicted. When you look at the bunnies you'll see why they're so darn endearing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268321832604287250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/SRzWy0LQQRI/AAAAAAAAABE/AfiqJW2HLnQ/s320/rayman6_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-8359500427262995231?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/8359500427262995231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=8359500427262995231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/8359500427262995231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/8359500427262995231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-over-yeah-yeah-celebrations-and-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/SRzWy0LQQRI/AAAAAAAAABE/AfiqJW2HLnQ/s72-c/rayman6_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-7239133681191085715</id><published>2008-11-10T13:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:44:54.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trains suck. More specifically, MRTs suck.&lt;br /&gt;They tend to go haywire when you need them to run smoothly(going back from school), and they tend to run smoothly when you want them to fail(Say if you're going to school).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train I was on came to an abrupt halt in between the Dover and Buona Vista stops when I was heading BACK from school after Physics O levels today. After 5 minutes of no movement whatsoever, everyone knows it's only polite to inform your human cargo about the situation. But did they? NOOOooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only after 20 agonising minutes of waiting then the announcement came. And come on, there's only so much people can take before panic sets in. And what do we hear? 'This train has been delayed due to a track fault. We apologise for the delay' in 4 different languages.GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I had Diarrhoea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they finally managed to get the train moving, at what must be 2 miles an hour, to arrive at the Buona Vista stop, where they promptly chucked us out and sent another train to clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subsequently after the abandoned passengers boarded the rescue train, the train chugged out of the station, rattled violently for about a minute, and whaddaya know? It stopped. AT AN ANGLE TO THE TRACK. The operator started the train again, and it INCHED forward for 100m before- You know. By now I was hoping my bowels would hold and not embarass me in public. Despite the aforementiones circumstances, ol Thomas(the train) pulled through and got to Commonwealth with a whole lot of shakin. And pit stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It died for a couple more times along the way to Queenstown, where I hopped out and took the bus instead. At the station I also noticed the opposite train also dumping their passengers and sending another empty train. What the heck man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it to the toilet in time. Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Mondays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-7239133681191085715?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/7239133681191085715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=7239133681191085715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7239133681191085715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7239133681191085715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/11/trains-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-4370768045435913177</id><published>2008-11-08T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:25:02.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We really should be incredibly grateful to the new James Bond team.&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the smarmy, cheesy lines of the old Bond films, the time-consuming (plus Snooze and Snort worthy) introductions of stupid impossible gadgets that WILL look stupid to future generations, the constant copulating and the shameless underwear plugs and the promotion of unprotected sex in every frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new Bond is grittier, more stoic, more HUMAN, and more honest than all the previous Bonds. It's like a new, advanced toy really. He punches! He cries! He gets wounded! Now NEW! With extremely life-like reactions! Now in a theater near YOU!&lt;br /&gt;So he's not more good-looking than Brosnan or Connery(?!), but he is more earnest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Quantum of Solace, a devastated Bond is on a mission to get to avenge Vesper's(the love of his life) death, and while doing so, gather more information about this secret organisation no one knows nuts about. He may be emotionally detached, but he's not emotionless. Craig's pain is there for everyone to see. For you die hard gadget freaks out there though, the equipment is totally 21st century, although Bond still prefers fists to invisible cars.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really fancy the new Bond girl, who is also on a personal quest. She just lacks the intelligence(I'm not saying she's stupid!) and toughness of Vesper. Not a bad attempt, but she's not gonna get my vote for role model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned before, most of the less likable bits of old Bond is weeded out in this new installment, but I guess the producers got overenthusiastic about the purge, cause this film loses some of its Bondy film as the traditional bits are also removed. For example, the immortal line is uttered not once in the film, and there are less quips from our favourite agent.&lt;br /&gt;You can tell 007 had aquaintances with other fictional agents. An early foot chase over rooftops in Italy mirrors the one in Bourne Ultimatum. Thank God they fixed that soon enough. But I really can't help feeling its not a Bond film as much as it is another action flick. Sure, it sticks to the James Bond formula. Intro, then opening credits(which was rather well done), then the main course... But its not quite so charming.&lt;br /&gt;Plot's also weaker than Casino Royale.&lt;br /&gt;Still, it's worth your two hours, and a respectable new addition to the Bond family. Go watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note for Amanda: Bond looks better than he did in Casino Royale. His body finally looks in proportion to his head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-4370768045435913177?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/4370768045435913177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=4370768045435913177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4370768045435913177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4370768045435913177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-really-should-be-incredibly-grateful.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-3106841559656216657</id><published>2008-11-08T08:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T08:45:38.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Congratulations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ms CHU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the DAY!&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you many years of happiness!&lt;br /&gt;(I suck at greetings.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Luck!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-3106841559656216657?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/3106841559656216657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=3106841559656216657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/3106841559656216657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/3106841559656216657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/11/congratulations-ms-chu-todays-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-5748329937297103829</id><published>2008-11-06T10:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:30:45.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congratulations America!!&lt;br /&gt;You've done good!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'll look forward to seeing some CHANGES!!&lt;br /&gt;Come on Obama, YOU'VE GOT THE POWER!&lt;br /&gt;Many successful years down the road.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-5748329937297103829?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/5748329937297103829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=5748329937297103829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5748329937297103829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5748329937297103829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/11/congratulations-america-youve-done-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-7049595096166970372</id><published>2008-10-29T09:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T09:35:27.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently I've got 10 more papers in the O level circus. It's hell of a lot when it's stretched across 2 1/2 more weeks. Ergh. Can't wait for this to end.&lt;br /&gt;So far it's been...well, it's not as stressful as I thought it would. It's not as if my entire life has been temporarily halted. Could be because I don't give two shits about it, cause I haven't felt a single sense of trepidation at all during this period. Course that might all change come Results day.&lt;br /&gt;Still haven't come to terms with Mass com. It's starting to feel suffocating. Just the thought of having to constantly deal with people and write essays and become sociable. GAK! By no stretch of the imagination can I see my future in there. Well, you never know. But I still stick to film. Got a few ideas in my head, but I don't know if they're even gonna be worth doing. Like a man in the sun maybe. You've got one on the moon.&lt;br /&gt;Halloween's round the corner. Going trick or treating with Winona at some area in Woodlands. The strange thing is that last year Erin invited me to the same area. I turned it down then cause there was class the next morning. Hm..I might be going as "Anakin skywalker". I put the inverted commas there because I cheated a bit on the costume. It's just gonna be a black cloak with my hair in the Padawan style, and I'm gonna be carrying Anakin/Luke Skywalker's lightsaber. Hardly what you see on Star wars but I don't have millions of dollars and I'm not Hayden Christensen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-7049595096166970372?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/7049595096166970372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=7049595096166970372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7049595096166970372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7049595096166970372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/10/currently-ive-got-10-more-papers-in-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-8802806448273460328</id><published>2008-10-25T09:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T09:51:29.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH.....WHAT THE HECK?!&lt;br /&gt;Empire's 500 greatest movies f all time is out on their site, and I spent most of the time feeling really disappointed with it. Yeah sure, all my favourite movies were on the list, well, MOST of my favourite movies, but it was a bit of a shock to note some of their positions. Some films on the list were, in my opinion, HIGHLY overrated, and some shouldn't even BE on the list. Then again, that's why they have their forums eh? To allow fans to fight it out.&lt;br /&gt;I've got my movie work cut out. Only seen like 116 movies on the list. Many of them were enjoyable, but it's their overall position that gets me.&lt;br /&gt;Go look at the list &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.empireonline.com/500/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Tell me what you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But THE ENTIRE Indiana Jones Quadrilogy is on that list. Rated in the order they were released in. AWESOME. Raiders got second. SECOND! Trumped only by the Godfather. Lord of the Rings was on as well, but sadly, could only achieve Top 30. Most of Star wars got in there, didn't see Attack of the Clones though(cause it was rubbish). But -SHOCK SHOCK HORROR!- Phantom Menace(yes that movie with a certain CGI-ed Gungan) was in there! What in the heck? THAT got in but the Lion King didn't?! 2001: a Space odyssey got in. Overrated. In every way. Although I did like that shot of the man running.Transformers beat Revenge of the sith and a whole lot of WAY better films. That really got my blood pressure boiling. Another one would be Harry Potter 3, which -come on!- was the WORST of the series! That's not a werewolf! Basically I think all of Cuaron's films are rubbish. Oh look,Children of men. But the Wright/ Pegg films secured respectable positions on the list though.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a summary anyway, based on the movies I've seen.&lt;br /&gt;The good:&lt;br /&gt;Terminator 1&amp;amp; 2&lt;br /&gt;Star Wars (Except II)&lt;br /&gt;Fight Club&lt;br /&gt;Blade Runner&lt;br /&gt;Indiana Jones Quadrilogy&lt;br /&gt;Lord of the Rings trilogy&lt;br /&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;br /&gt;X-men 2&lt;br /&gt;Dumb and Dumber&lt;br /&gt;Kill Bill 1&lt;br /&gt;Jurassic Park&lt;br /&gt;American Graffiti&lt;br /&gt;Most Spielberg and Lucas films got in.&lt;br /&gt;Se7en&lt;br /&gt;Pegg/Wright&lt;br /&gt;The Bad:&lt;br /&gt;The Phantom menace&lt;br /&gt;Juno( I'm sorry, it did not deserve that position)&lt;br /&gt;2001&lt;br /&gt;Ghostbusters&lt;br /&gt;Chidren of men&lt;br /&gt;The Ugly:&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter 3&lt;br /&gt;Transformers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-8802806448273460328?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/8802806448273460328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=8802806448273460328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/8802806448273460328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/8802806448273460328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-7490817823312015545</id><published>2008-10-03T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T20:40:59.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'd like to take some time to express my love for a certain group of people known as the &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MYTHBUSTERS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; For those of you who have been sharing your well with frogs, the Mythbusters are a bunch of mad scientists- well, Special effects people with massive brains- that hold experiments to prove/disprove any urban legend, myths, tall tales, fairy tales, whatever, and grade each myth with a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Busted, Plausible, or Confirmed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Busted would mean you can stick that myth up your arse, Plausible means it's well, plausible, but they have no real life documentation. Yet. Confirmed means that IT has happened in reality, and they managed to replicate the results.&lt;br /&gt;Now these bunch of people are brainy, but they're not totally devoid of fun. Co-host Adam Savage pretty much takes care of that (he's the blonde guy with the glasses and thinning hair). But if he's too darn energetic, his partner(and ex-boss) Jamie Hyneman( the walrus dude) will balance that right out. Grant Imahara puts Asian presence in the team, and Kari Byron is the only Mythbuster host with two X chromosomes. Last but not least, we have Tori...Something(sorry), the bachelor.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, turn on your televisions every 12 Or 5 pm from Mondays to Saturdays , 10pm too on Thursdays, and turn to the Discovery channel (channel 12 you dimwits! Start learning!).&lt;br /&gt;For the Mythbusters novices, here are some bloopers from our favourite, geeky team of "highly intelligent, well-educated experts". Say it with me. STE-THO-SCOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ab2rVT9qgjw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ab2rVT9qgjw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-7490817823312015545?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/7490817823312015545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=7490817823312015545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7490817823312015545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7490817823312015545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/10/id-like-to-take-some-time-to-express-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-1757519243533801441</id><published>2008-09-29T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T20:32:10.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay I think we can all agree yesterday's formula one race was quite well done. Even though it caused many a Ferrari fan to feel like their still beating heart has been ripped out through their trachea (Including this one). To all those Massa, Raikkonen and Hamilton(althoough I shouldn't have to console YOU!) fans, we'll get through this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other fans have commented on Singapore's beautiful night time scenery, but to be honest, I was too busy yelling at the cars on track to pay attention. And since I see it every week it's not that big a deal anymore. I guess that's what they mean by taking life for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And welcome aboard to the F1 wagon all you newly christened fans out there! Now if you'd kindly pick a driver/team to support for the rest of their seasons, we can get our trash-talking sessions started. Although from what I can infer most of you are Ferrari/Kimi fans already. Great! Cause F1 debates can get quite heated. First hand experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, next race up on the calender would be Japan, those with StarSports can catch that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, enjoy a short commercial featuring Mercedes Mclaren ex/ current drivers, Hakkinen(YEAH!!), Hamilton(hm), Alonso(.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Hamilton and Alonso were having testosterone show downs last season when they were teammates. God they hated each other. Hence the commercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5C0I7Ef4gQI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5C0I7Ef4gQI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-1757519243533801441?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/1757519243533801441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=1757519243533801441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1757519243533801441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1757519243533801441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay-i-think-we-can-all-agree.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-4673998208918607669</id><published>2008-09-24T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:11:52.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOD PRELIMS SUCK!&lt;br /&gt;It's results week and no one's too happy about it, if what I see(and hear) are correct.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too happy. Though we haven't got ALL our results back, some of the ones that have been returned fell far short from my expectations. It's incredibly frustrating as the papers I didn't study for, I got distinctions, and the ones I worked my butt off for, I failed miserably. WHAT THE HECK IS UP WITH THE UNIVERSE? I thought Singapore believed in Meritocracy! The irony's so thick I could drown in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics- C6-D7. (I think there's something wrong with someone's calculations. TBC.&lt;br /&gt;E math- C5. Shit I expected a B for this! I've been working my arse off!&lt;br /&gt;A math- Failed, no questions.&lt;br /&gt;English- A1. Pretty much expected of me, but that doesn't help the alleviate the fear.&lt;br /&gt;Literature-TBC&lt;br /&gt;Combined Humanities- A1. YES!! IMPROVEMENT!&lt;br /&gt;Bio- TBC. Though  don't have high hopes.&lt;br /&gt;Chem- TBC. read previous statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. Emotions are running a little high lately. Blame it on The upcoming Formula one race(YEAH BABY!), the source of the massive traffic jams seen on Nicoll highway(steer clear from there. Take the ERP route), the results, the constant shrieking into the microphone by teachers (MATH teachers especially), or the fact that some people are never satisfied with their results.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS UP!! I know it's frustrating to get a B or an A2 but don't complain to people who are barely coping with the subjects already! It's rubbing sea salts onto wide, weeping road rashes! So &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Quit it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! Just keep silent and complain to other smart arses! YES, I'm being bitter, but it really stings when someone starts grumbling over an A2 when you're barely making a C5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been interacting much with the usual group, so I can't update much on what's going on in my social circle. If any. Though Congratulations to Nick C and Jia Ying cause those two worked their butts off for the exams and they've paid off. Good on ya mates! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay rocks btw. And SPACED. And American Graffiti( I think any kid between 15-17 should watch this pronto!).&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else getting really tired and bored of everything? I've given up eating 3 meals a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-4673998208918607669?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/4673998208918607669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=4673998208918607669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4673998208918607669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4673998208918607669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/09/god-prelims-suck-its-results-week-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-7700312347682806068</id><published>2008-09-20T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T20:58:51.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from Orchard after joining Them in the shopping of Neil's brithday gift. Naimah fell in love with Captain Jack and I fell in love with Indy lego. People smoke alot in streets. "Hey let's light up! Lung cancer should be shared with everyone!" Shits.&lt;br /&gt;I'm never setting foot in a clothing store again. They're so claustrophobic! Every store you go to has walkways the width of Paris hilton (It's almost as if they were saying "NO FAT PEOPLE ALLOWED IN THE STORE!"), and the fucking shoppers won't give two shits about shoving their heads into your "space", (meaning the area around your body where you get uncomfortable when people cross into), some who have a wider protective shield than others. Mine's the size of Russia. It's annoying! Everytime some stranger sticks their head in the gap between my arm and body just to check out a shit load of "bling" I freak right out and move 10 steps away(in which case I promptly trip over another fashion twit). Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;F1's coming up. Everywhere you look there are strings of Johnny Walker, Hugo Boss, Omega, Tag hauer ads with a larger than life photo of Schumacher (Yes he's still remembered), Raikkonen (Not nearly enough ads I must say), and Hamilton(Argh! Get him out of my face!) as the show dogs. I guess I'll catch the race from the comfort of my sofa. I can see the fireworks from my flat anyway. AMANDA you'd better have tons of pictures to show! And TRY to help me get Kimi's autograph! I don't care where you sign it, give a tissue if necessary!&lt;br /&gt;Oh Changed my blog song. It's a little angrier, but it's so fun. BAAWitdaba da bang da bang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-7700312347682806068?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/7700312347682806068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=7700312347682806068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7700312347682806068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7700312347682806068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-came-back-from-orchard-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-6967334554125418570</id><published>2008-09-16T18:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:49:11.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/SM-OpBxD45I/AAAAAAAAAA0/E-yyEnwPR6U/s1600-h/m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246568926409909138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/SM-OpBxD45I/AAAAAAAAAA0/E-yyEnwPR6U/s320/m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOD THE FUCKERS!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've had my new iPod Nano all but a month and then them shitheads came up with another new version! Someone stop them! I can't believe this! Give us a year before making my stuff obsolete huh?! This week has not been sunshine. I've bit off about 10 people's heads already and it's only Tuesday. First the betrayal, next the fucking exams, Dad's back(along with his cigarette buddies), Then now this....What the hell. At least even out the tragedy a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-6967334554125418570?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/6967334554125418570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=6967334554125418570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6967334554125418570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6967334554125418570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/09/god-fuckers-ive-had-my-new-ipod-nano.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/SM-OpBxD45I/AAAAAAAAAA0/E-yyEnwPR6U/s72-c/m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-4174601908196115293</id><published>2008-09-16T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:09:27.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I just took a Dewey Career color test thing, where you choose your favourite colours and based on the results, they identify your personality and tell you which career path is best. And my results Are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Occupational Category&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're a CREATOR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Key Words:Nonconforming(Okay..), Impulsive(uh huh), Expressive(with colourful language sure), Romantic(?!), Intuitive(uh..), Sensitive(yep?), and Emotional(what the-?)&lt;br /&gt;These original types place a high value on aesthetic qualities and have a &lt;strong&gt;great need&lt;/strong&gt; for self-expression. They enjoy working&lt;strong&gt; independently&lt;/strong&gt;, being creative, &lt;strong&gt;using their imagination&lt;/strong&gt;, and constantly learning something new. Fields of interest are art, drama, music, and writing or places where they can express, assemble, or implement creative ideas.&lt;br /&gt;CREATOR OCCUPATIONS&lt;br /&gt;Suggested careers are Advertising Executive, Architect, Web Designer, Creative Director, Public Relations, Fine or Commercial Artist, Interior Decorator, Lawyer(snort), Librarian(snort snort), Musician, Reporter, Art Teacher, &lt;strong&gt;Broadcaster&lt;/strong&gt;, Technical Writer, English Teacher(WTF?!), Architect, Photographer, Medical Illustrator, Corporate Trainer, &lt;strong&gt;Author&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Editor&lt;/strong&gt;, Landscape Architect, Exhibit Builder, and Package Designer.&lt;br /&gt;CREATOR WORKPLACES&lt;br /&gt;Consider workplaces where you can create and improve beauty and aesthetic qualities. &lt;strong&gt;Unstructured, flexible&lt;/strong&gt; organizations that allow self-expression work best with your &lt;strong&gt;free-spirited nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Suggested Creator workplaces are advertising, public relations, and interior decorating firms; artistic studios, theaters and concert halls; institutions that teach crafts, universities, music, and dance schools. Other workplaces to consider are art institutes, museums, libraries, and galleries.&lt;br /&gt;2nd Best Occupational Category&lt;br /&gt;You're an ORGANIZER (HUH?!)&lt;br /&gt;Key Words:Self-Control, Practical, Self-Contained, Orderly, Systematic, Precise, and Accurate&lt;br /&gt;These conservative appearing, plotting-types enjoy organizing, &lt;strong&gt;data systems&lt;/strong&gt;(HUH??), accounting, detail, and accuracy. They often &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;enjoy mathematics&lt;/span&gt; (*MANIC LAUGHTER)&lt;/strong&gt;and data management activities such as accounting and investment management. Persistence and patience allows them to do detailed paperwork, operate office machines, write business reports, and make charts and graphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly the second option is none too accurate(musta picked the wrong colour), but the first result pretty much means I'm on the right track. Feel free to soam my tagbox with any scoffing at the personality descriptions you see. I already did some for you though.&lt;br /&gt;Take the test: &lt;a href="http://www.careerpath.com/career-tests/colorcareercounselor.aspx"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-4174601908196115293?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/4174601908196115293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=4174601908196115293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4174601908196115293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4174601908196115293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-i-just-took-dewey-career-color-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-1151902985232140074</id><published>2008-09-13T09:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T09:42:09.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quantum of Solace new trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F8yw0CJZ4cs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F8yw0CJZ4cs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS MAN HAS PERFECT TIMING! I mean that in the best way possible. Look at that date of release in the trailer, 14th November 1 day after Os. BLESS YOU JAMES BOND!&lt;br /&gt;It looks bloody awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-1151902985232140074?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/1151902985232140074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=1151902985232140074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1151902985232140074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1151902985232140074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/09/quantum-of-solace-new-trailer.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-487972359738483650</id><published>2008-09-10T09:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T09:04:20.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EUY! English paper is done, now we have Chemistry today.&lt;br /&gt;Chem is not one of me best subjects....I'm trying to cram my entire textbook into my head now, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This will all end in tears, I just know it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-487972359738483650?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/487972359738483650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=487972359738483650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/487972359738483650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/487972359738483650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/09/euy-english-paper-is-done-now-we-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-2947525039980583532</id><published>2008-09-07T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:23:01.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay...Good luck for Prelims people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DON'T PANIC!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-2947525039980583532?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/2947525039980583532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=2947525039980583532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/2947525039980583532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/2947525039980583532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-2416422008665690231</id><published>2008-09-05T10:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T10:29:39.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So now I'm beyond numb. I'm on the verge of wrecking my fucking existence. And frankly, I cannot give two shits if I even end up passing or shitting up my O levels. There's more to life than that stupid piece of paper, and I'm not getting any.&lt;br /&gt;What are you gonna prove with a good O levels cert anyway? That you wasted your teenage years which should have been the perfect time to get out and experiment, knowing what would fit and what won't, on perfecting a stupid little scrap of paper to please your future bosses so that they would give you a 9-5 desk job for you to do more rotting? No sir. There's more to knowledge than school.&lt;br /&gt;So whatever. I'll do the bare minimum for the passing of the big Os. The rest of the time I'm gonna try to sort my life out. If I'm gonna end up a journalist I'll make sure Hunter Thompson ends up my role model.&lt;br /&gt;Angry, deranged posts aside, the high point of this "holiday" came when I surprised Yuqi and Winona with an Sms expressing my gratitude for them staying my friends for the great number of years despite my unpredictable mood swings and grumpiness. The memorable moment was not the sending of the message, but my friends' reactions to a sudden change in my personality. Yuqi gingerly replied with an "Lol?" afraid that I was being cruelly sarcastic, and Winona replied with a eloquent and intelligent "huh?"&lt;br /&gt;Who knew 3 letter words could be so amusing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-2416422008665690231?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/2416422008665690231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=2416422008665690231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/2416422008665690231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/2416422008665690231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-now-im-beyond-numb.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-7746337625902133712</id><published>2008-09-03T11:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T11:05:39.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've officially lost my soul. Hey if you guys ever want to piss yourself off(though why you would do that is a complete mystery), then the sure-fire way to do this is by attempting the Timtang Puzzles. I swear to God that guy is spawned from the deepest circle of hell sent here to kill brain cells. (I apologise for the use of God and Hell in the same sentence)&lt;br /&gt;To give you an idea of what the test is like, here's a useful bit of information: over 2 million people have attempted it, but not ONE has been able to complete the 200 questions. The background music for the quiz is also annoying as hell. But it's a necessary evil.&lt;br /&gt;Try it out and you'll see why. My tag box is open for discussions of the puzzles, but try not to reveal the answers there lest I get sued or something. Even the tutorial levels are hard.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timtang.com/ttt"&gt;http://www.timtang.com/ttt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: If you lose your soul can I have it? I need a replacement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-7746337625902133712?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/7746337625902133712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=7746337625902133712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7746337625902133712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7746337625902133712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-officially-lost-my-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-928501825398939449</id><published>2008-09-01T09:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T09:38:10.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Empire Magazine is Crazy. They're nuts. They're shameless.&lt;br /&gt;They're brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have 100 covers for their new November issue, 101 if you count their Subscriber's cover. The 100 new covers are to celebrate(?!) the best 500 movies poll they asked their readers to vote for.so I'm guessing the 100 covers are their best 100? Yeah. They look fantastic. And 7/10 of the movies I sent in made the covers. Unless I remembered wrong. The movies are:&lt;br /&gt;-Blade Runner&lt;br /&gt;-Fight Club&lt;br /&gt;-Jurassic Park&lt;br /&gt;-Raiders of the Lost ark (YEAH BABY!!)&lt;br /&gt;-Empire Strikes back&lt;br /&gt;-Gladiator&lt;br /&gt;-X men 2&lt;br /&gt;So we're off to a good start. The lion King, Kill Bill and Fellowship are not bad movies. They probably made the other 400.&lt;br /&gt;You can check the list &lt;a href="http://www.empireonline.com/500/cover.asp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and for the rich freaks you can select which covers to buy. Plenty of shows are on there, including SHAUN OF THE DEAD! It's got the Peggsters in an uproar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-928501825398939449?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/928501825398939449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=928501825398939449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/928501825398939449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/928501825398939449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/09/empire-magazine-is-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-549694544333177928</id><published>2008-08-31T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T17:36:10.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Transporter 3 update: A teaser has found its way to Youtube.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it's NOT in Japan, but some other European country I think. And the stakes are much higher as Frank Martin has somehow found a bomb attched to him. It's like CRANK! But if it's Statham(wait a minute, he's in Crank as well!), I'm not complaining. And ladies, he's got his shirt off AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the teaser here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pjolJm0JaX8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pjolJm0JaX8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-549694544333177928?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/549694544333177928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=549694544333177928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/549694544333177928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/549694544333177928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/08/transporter-3-update-teaser-has-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-7223947012496346095</id><published>2008-08-31T14:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T14:56:43.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THERE'S A TRANSPORTER 3!!!!! YESYESYESYESYES!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STATHAM!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOOK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240571037617189202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/SLo_l81fcVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-um6VrhCJ-Q/s320/transporter_3_poster2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240571251293694402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/SLo_yY18KcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-CrULtYjX_g/s320/Transporter3_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't know about you, but that blue glow with the car and the girl looks very Japanese-y. Let's see, Frank started in France, moved to Miami, so we've got Europe, America, seems only reasonable the next one's in Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-7223947012496346095?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/7223947012496346095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=7223947012496346095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7223947012496346095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7223947012496346095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/08/theres-transporter-3-yesyesyesyesyes.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n3MY2ZeCqU4/SLo_l81fcVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-um6VrhCJ-Q/s72-c/transporter_3_poster2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-6842132899330011071</id><published>2008-08-30T10:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T10:28:49.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love my primary school pals.&lt;br /&gt;I just met up with the whole bunch yesterday, at Great world, and when I say the whole bunch I mean the whole lot. Winona, Vinod(who brought a guitar), Elaine(who came ridiculously late), Denny(who had weird pockets), Bina, Chris (who was pretty much lost in conversations, and also brought a guitar) then we also ran into random groups of Ex-Rvians while walking around.&lt;br /&gt;They've all grown! Jeezus! It's not fair! Everyone shot up but me! Most of the boys are 6 foot something now. Did they all find a radioactive corner in RV that I didn't?! Anyway, we spent most of the time complaining to each other about secondary school life, while I bitched about iPod woes. The River Valley area's changed a lot since I last went there. Lots of revamping. There's this big empty stretch next to the road that I can't fill in, having forgotten what was there before, and our old River Valley Primary building has been fitted with glass sliding doors and windows, all the "classrooms" fully equipped with Air con, and the exterior painted blue. The uh..basketball(?) court next to canteen B has been changed to a tennis court, there are vending machines in the wall behind the canteen, and canteen A has been mordernised. But other than that, they've pretty much kept the structure of the school, so that's a plus. But the essence of it's kinda gone.&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, it kinda feels like most of my soul kinda died with it. My life feels kinda empty now, just feeling a bit(okay ALOT) detached from the current events. Just last night I found out I barely noticed the entire day's events, and can't remember how I felt at when. Guess this is what it means to be numb. I'd better get my humanity back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S To those who loved the Discovery channel song, the Discovery channel stars have reunited to sing a new stage version of it. just check my vids section.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-6842132899330011071?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/6842132899330011071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=6842132899330011071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6842132899330011071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6842132899330011071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love-my-primary-school-pals.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-8438393011760010913</id><published>2008-08-26T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T19:56:35.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think it's getting harder and harder to connect with people these days. Not that I didn't have a problem before, but now it's come to the point where it's difficult to even talk about anything with people I never had problems talking to before. So, Yuqi, Amanda, Jennifer(Not so much actually), Simin, and everyone else who thinks I'm quieter than usual or just in a more pissy mood, it's not intentional, it's just my brain's "friendly" functions are not working too well.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's just the O level stress, or my loner side surfacing(AGAIN), or is I'm just beginning my emotional detachment from you people to make parting at the end of this year easier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-8438393011760010913?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/8438393011760010913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=8438393011760010913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/8438393011760010913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/8438393011760010913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-think-its-getting-harder-and-harder.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-7418002964387918795</id><published>2008-08-16T19:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T19:38:59.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Helloooo...Beautiful! And it is beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;I just got my iPod Nano from my aunt, for free! It's silver, it's kind of scratched, and it's so damn small I'm afraid of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-7418002964387918795?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/7418002964387918795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=7418002964387918795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7418002964387918795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7418002964387918795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/08/helloooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-7092778001014115492</id><published>2008-08-13T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T18:35:18.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just accepted the offer into Mass com. I'm fucking gutted. It's like by clicking the 'accept' button was like the death knell for my film career. I only hope no one's gonna make the same mistake I did. Winona promised to share her knowledge in film with me. Still, I don't see how I'm gonna be able to get into Film after getting into Mass com. But at least I'll be able to watch films like any other ordinary fan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-7092778001014115492?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/7092778001014115492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=7092778001014115492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7092778001014115492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7092778001014115492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-just-accepted-offer-into-mass-com.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-1435757685364525975</id><published>2008-08-12T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T19:28:38.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHUCKS! I got into Mass communications for DPA! RRRUUGGGHH!!! I wanted Film! Winona got into FSV(lucky her), and when I suggested we could still work on films together, she gave me a sarcastic "right". Man, I really love that girl, but that kinda got under my skin. Don't know WHY she's being sarcastic toward that notion(cause I was actually serious), and I'm gonna stop thinking about the reason and just take it. She suggested I should send an email to the guy who interviewed me to appeal, which I did, reluctantly, cause I found it kinda rude. I mean, it's my fault I got stuck in this rut. Why do I always end up in crossroads?! Where's my Magic 8 ball anyway? But I don't know. I'm gonna sleep on it first, and then reply tomorrow. I know I have a higher chance of succeeing in Mass com cause of my english, but I'm not a people person and it's not my ideal choice. But Film, Sound may be my dream course, but I may fare badly in that cos I have never held a video camera in my life, and all my knowledge of film is theoretical. And Mass com may still offer a path to film university, and prevent me from being academically polluted by textbooks for film. But I can't stand the thought of the people-people personailty I must take in Mass com. Face it, I'm not Mother Teresa.&lt;br /&gt;And I chalked up another fine example of how well Dad knows me when he told me I should seriously consider a job with the goverment(PSH! YEAH! Without anaesthetic?) or in engineering(Anti-depressants anyone?). Good Lord. What's wrong with that guy? Then he scoffed at my ambitions in directing or as a writer. WTF?! I don't even think he knows I do well at English at school. Talk about your supportive folks.&lt;br /&gt;And I got my Chinese O level results back, C6 for paper and a P for oral. I wasn't disappointed at all cause I got what I expected to, and I passed anyway so IN YOUR FACE YOU NEGATIVE NAYSAYERS! I'm done with chinese! Tata, Sayonara, Ciao, zai jian!&lt;br /&gt;That's one down 9(I'm splitting SS and hist) to go. English may be off to a flying start cause I think I can at least salvage a merit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-1435757685364525975?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/1435757685364525975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=1435757685364525975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1435757685364525975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1435757685364525975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/08/shucks-i-got-into-mass-communications.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-5369660462520837637</id><published>2008-08-10T16:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T16:27:13.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay...I just realised, today, how much I hated studying. I knew I hated studying, but I hadn't realised the full extent of my loathing until this morning at 10.&lt;br /&gt;I had promised myself to finish one page of Math workbook everyday after my poor performance in Math tests nowadays. So I got out my book, calculator, pencil, exercise book, and got down to waste an hour of a perfect sunday doing a WHOLE page on Kinematics. The house was not a condusive place to study. Phone calls were ringing off the hook, and since most(ALL) of the calls were for my Mom, the annoying ringing was accompanied by a whole lotta cussing(You know Mom), and when she finally answered the damn phone, she can't just TALK into the receiver, she has to YELL. YELL. HOLLER. GOOD god! As if Math wasn't pissing me off enough because I couldn't for the life of me figure out how the angle of a fucking wheel contributed to it's speed, and even the wrong position of my pencil set off a full stream of expletives. By the way you sadistic book publishers, is it that hard to provide an answer key with accurate answers to EVERY question and make the damn thing detachable?! You know how annoying it is to flip to and fro only to discover there were no given answers?! And the situation was NOT helped by Mom's off-lyric off-tune singing of ABBA's Mamma Mia. Son of a-&lt;br /&gt;Whoever said Studying will be condusive to your good health and well being in the future must have zero blood pressure. WAKE UP AND SMELL THE DAISIES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-5369660462520837637?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/5369660462520837637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=5369660462520837637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5369660462520837637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5369660462520837637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-985505399424666507</id><published>2008-08-09T17:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T17:53:20.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So it's National Day. 43 huh?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the National Day celebrations in school. Yeah sure it was more event packed, but that didn't make it more fun. I hate celebrations. It's so damn awkward to be alone at the back of the parade square when everyone's just shrieking their head off. You just feel like an idiot. And someone stole my Party poppers. EURGH. I,Serene Low, vow never to get involved in bloody celebrations ever again unless I really love the people around and the cause. It's uncomfortable. It doesn't mean I don't like to have fun, it's just no one ever...cares to see me have any fun. It doesn't feel natural. You feel like you're an intruder in this rave. You don't know the people, the people have formed judgements, and you're partying to celerate the birthday of this country you have no love for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just watched Blade runner, which I bought at the Borders sale yesterday, which sucked. Got the damn DVD for 20 bucks. Not much of a sale innit?&lt;br /&gt;But Thankfully the movie was interesting, although I still haven't quite got the gist of it. It's really bleak actually, very different from the older films I was used to watching. After watching this, it's quite easy to see why audiences didn't really bite down on it, as it depicted a really desolate 2019(We'll be 27 at that time), and I don't think that people wanted to be told that their lives are only going to take a turn for the worse in the near future. Also, I think it's because it's a very,very probable future, as bleak and dark as it may seem, and people hated it because it hit a little close to home. They know it will happen, but they're not ready to admit and submit themselves to a miserable existence. This movie's just a big slap in the face for people. That's why they went for the happier films at that time.&lt;br /&gt;But now, the movie's starting to gain recognition as a masterpiece, probably because with all the white,beaming lies the World leaders are telling us, you know, the cliche "This is for a brighter future, what we're doing is right", it's just refreshing to see a film that shows the future for what it will ultimately become, should we continue blindly living our lives and ignore the environmental and social issues. Sure you know, it's unlikely we'll have flying cars, but the replucants in the film are very much a probability, I mean, there have already been speculations of a robot spouse, and now we have robot teachers, robot partners. To create artificial humans capable of emotion is only a matter of time. The extinction of plant and animal life in the movie is a warning of what would eventually happen if Homo Sapiens continue with our disregard for nature. The constant darkness in the movie is probably caused by the toxic pollutants people are constantly emitting, even though everyone is more than aware of the environmental crisis.&lt;br /&gt;Deckard's cold and heartless personality is a reflection of us in 2019, maybe sooner, as more and more people are starting to detach themselves from their empathetic side in the 21st century. All it takes is a little push.&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute, I guess I did understand the film.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-985505399424666507?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/985505399424666507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=985505399424666507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/985505399424666507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/985505399424666507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-its-national-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-3573503933096273528</id><published>2008-08-03T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T20:28:21.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just had a sleepover at Winona's house. And since it was a SLEEPover, needless to say we rarely got any snooze time. We saw Hot fuzz again, to Winona's delight, and I introduced her to the miracle that was(is) Indiana Jones. and the Raiders of the lost ark. And we continued the saga a few hours later with Temple of doom. She wasn't so happy with the horrible mandarin-cantonese. But c'mon. It's hilarious. Though she liked the films, I doubt I've converted her into a Ford fan. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;Saw The Dark Knight again yesterday, and now I have a better understanding of the film. It was still good, still scared the shit out of me. And everyone else in the theatre. Okay I'll admit it's not Bale's fault he wasn't very interesting this time. It's harder for the good guys!&lt;br /&gt;Also watched Mummy 3, which....sucked. What's the point of hiring Jet Li if you're hardly ever gonna use his full potential?! And newcomer Luke Ford just doesn't have enough charisma for him to get away with "cocky,dashing man". At least I think that's what he was pushing for. It came out arrogant twit. He ain't no Harrison. Maria Bello does a solid job as Eve, but she's just not...as sweet as Rachel Weisz. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;Homework's really piling up. Tempers are flaring in the classroom, and there's only so much the students can take before one of us hits the wall. I'll bet I'll be the first to flare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-3573503933096273528?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/3573503933096273528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=3573503933096273528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/3573503933096273528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/3573503933096273528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-had-sleepover-at-winonas-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-1107171451070015385</id><published>2008-07-25T19:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T19:56:51.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Never has the theme song for Twisted Nerve sounded so melodious. The ominous whistling tune used for movies like Kill Bill Vol 1 often promised an impending murder from a psycho killer.&lt;br /&gt;Not this time sister. This time it brought uplifting news.....Me getting an interview for DPA into Ngee Ann for FMS.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome. Now I have approximately 4 days to bang together a portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saw the Dark Knight yesterday with Mom, and I'll add my own two thumbs to the millions of thumbs already up worldwide. Possibly Heath Ledger's finest work (Out of those I saw anyway), it's a bloody shame this is the last we'll see of his psychopathic clown. Let's hope he gets the oscar everyone's talking about instead of some stuffy snot.&lt;br /&gt;Aaron Eckhart does an equally fantastic job as District Attorney Harvey Dent, Gotham's white Knight. To those who don't already know, he later turns into Two-Face, yet another villian in the movie who's in dire need of Plastic surgery. But he's kinda overlooked cause of the clamber to watch Ledger's last(second-last) role. He did a really fine job at getting you to root for his murderous rampage in the last hour of the film.&lt;br /&gt;Bale was..Batman, duh, but I kinda felt that he was upstaged by his co-stars this time round, along with the rest of the good guys. Batman's just not THAT interesting anymore with Two-Face and The Joker on screen. Face it. Evil guys are more fun. Gary Oldman manages to hold his ground as Gordon, effortlessly pulling off emotional scenes throughout the film. Caine didn't get enough screentime though.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, the film is arguably THE best Batman film EVER, as Nolan managed to balance the screentimes of the four main chracters in the story, staying way clear of the X-men 3 curse of overintroducing characters, which led to some shit excuse for a movie with lack of character development. I'd happily give it 5 stars, but I'll have to wait for the DVD to fully understand the little details. It's 2.5 hours long, so to all of you pea-bladders out there, bring a catheter or empty bottle along or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-1107171451070015385?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/1107171451070015385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=1107171451070015385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1107171451070015385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1107171451070015385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/07/never-has-theme-song-for-twisted-nerve.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-8403564554994705178</id><published>2008-07-16T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:37:16.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So my blog is now 2 years old, and in celebration of this event, I shall put together a list of 16(My age in YEARS) of my favourite movie pairs. The pairs do not have to be romantically linked, as they could just be protagonist/antagonist relations. As long as two characters are strongly affected by each other in some way, they're a pair. So....Erm..I don't think they're n any order. But I'm not sure. I'll just write them once they pop into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Indiana Jones and Marion Ravenwood.&lt;br /&gt;(Love/hate. Hilarious, fiery, passionate, and crazy as hell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Batman and the Joker&lt;br /&gt;(I know it's before time, but let's face it,these two are not likely to patch things up soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tyler Durden and the Narrator&lt;br /&gt;(Erm...this relationship is tricky. Cool Guy/Loser)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Han Solo and Leia Organa&lt;br /&gt;(Love/hate I guess.Let's throw in a bit of contempt and respect)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Pintel and Ragetti&lt;br /&gt;(Dumb/Dumber. Taking care of each other's mortal souls since they're not immortal no more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Hattori Hanzo and Bald Guy&lt;br /&gt;(Erm. Master/Grasshopper?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Simon Pegg and Nick Frost&lt;br /&gt;(Love. Okay! So they're not movie characters, but they sure as hell are funny!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Indiana Jones and Hitler.&lt;br /&gt;(Definitely hate. But it's good watching eh? Nazis are sent, Nazis are defeated, Nazis are sent, defeated again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Captain Jack Sparrow and Davy Jones&lt;br /&gt;(Hate and contempt. Dreadlocked drunk guy meets tentacled dead guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Johnny Depp and Tim Burton&lt;br /&gt;(Giggly madness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Harry Potter and Lord Voldemort&lt;br /&gt;(Angry vengeful hatred. Which leads to the Dark Side)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. R2-D2 and C-3PO&lt;br /&gt;(Love/hate. A mindless philosopher meets garbage bin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Marlin and Dory&lt;br /&gt;(Amnesiac meets fish with tragic past. Oh the irony)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Wolverine and DeathStryke&lt;br /&gt;(Hate. Perfect example about how guys need luck to beat a girl in combat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Jedi and Siths&lt;br /&gt;(Hate. On the sith side of course. The jedi feel nothing. So why do they fight the sith?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Henry Jones Sr. And Henry Jones Jr.&lt;br /&gt;( Father-son. They named the dog Indiana.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to leave praises, shrieks, squalls, squawks and cheering, but keep the death threats to a minimum yeah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-8403564554994705178?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/8403564554994705178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=8403564554994705178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/8403564554994705178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/8403564554994705178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-my-blog-is-now-2-years-old-and-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-7942423424117262166</id><published>2008-07-11T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T20:16:58.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So my blog's almost 2, I'm amazed it lasted THIS long, and after reading a couple of my earliest posts, I saw a big difference between them and the recent postings. It's weird. Back then I didn't bother about studies. I didn't have to. It was smooth sailing, and I wasn't as cynical. But that's not to say that I WASN'T.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of cynicism, I saw Jing Ying today at Ngee Ann poly when I went there for the Poly Experience thing, and she remarked that I was "one of the most cynical people" she ever saw. I suppose that's true, as few people are as sarky and negative. Then we got into generalistions, with me bashing Optimists for their delusional qualities(Come on! Face it! They keep pretending things are better than they are! It's self-delusion!), and her bashing cynics for being pessimists. That really got me thinking, cause I don't really see my cynicism contributing to me pessimistic nature. In fact, I'm not even sure if I'm pessimistic. Before you retort that I'm contradicting myself, having admitted my negative side, bear in mind that EVERYONE, even those drunken farts you call optimists, have negative thinking as well. And I like to think some people are more negative because they woke up and realised their optimistic ideas only serve to let them down. Again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm cynical sure, but it's merely a protective barrier. I have been let down by human beings too many times, and there's only so many chances you can give to one person. So unles someone can make me believe humans are incapable of intentionally hurting each other, I'm keeping my cynicism. it's like a 6th sense really. 90% of my cynical comments come true. Plus it adds to my sarcasm, which sometimes make my friends crack up. It's how you use it.&lt;br /&gt;As for my negative thinking, I would like to stress once again that I am perfectly open to hopeful ideas, but once again, my hopes are often brought crashing down by people. I have a tendency to jinx myself. If I go "Oh, I should take this emcee gig. It will help me prove my worth." Then it is likely something will go wrong when the event happens. My name will be spelt wrong, I'll be left out in the Thanks, I'll muck it up...So I tend to set low expectations so that way I'm never disappointed, and sometimes I'm pleasantly surprised. Thus making me a HAPPIER person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-7942423424117262166?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/7942423424117262166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=7942423424117262166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7942423424117262166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7942423424117262166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-my-blogs-almost-2-im-amazed-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-8750670177803598771</id><published>2008-07-06T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T16:00:05.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Independence day! (Or belated Independence day)&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't already know what the aforementioned occasion is, Independence day is basically the day where America got their independence. It's their national day I guess.&lt;br /&gt;So Winona, my best friend from the Land of the Free, invited me to tag along for an American style Independence day celebration at some place in ....Sembawang? I think? I'm not too sure of the venue. All I know is that it's big and grassy and at that point, dominated by Americans living in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;There were cardboard mats laid out all over the field, and we were able to find one cause Winona's family friend was there. Course we had to pass through security first in case anything happens, so I didn't bring along a backpack(for those of you who know me, you'll see why that's a big problem). So after we dumped the stuff on the mat, Winona and I walked around for a bit to see if there's anything interesting. There was a kid's play area, omplete with inflatable bouncy castles and bungee lines. Not the big bungees, just the ones you strap yourself to and hop around. The Bungee queue was supposed to close by then, but they kept it open cause they didn't want to disappoint the kids queued there. That's good customer service. Then of course they were kind enough to place the cotton candy line right next to the playground, and of course everyone with a sweet tooth immediately formed a conga line. The Americans are really friendly with each other. They started talking to the person in front and behind them on the line even though it was a complete stranger. But then I guess if you're in a foreign territory you look out for your own.&lt;br /&gt;There were also FOOT LONG hotdogs an sale for like what, 3 bucks? FOOT LONG. Their burgers were also nuclear mutants. Canadian pizza had a booth there too. And they had BEER! Now it's a PARTAY! Of course they didn't give any to us. The party poopers. But since Win and I didn't really fancy the queueing we headed back. When we got to the mat the band onstage (some guy called David Bowie was on guitar, not the "real" fella though.) was about to play the anthems, so all of us had to just stand. They played the Singapore anthem first, to the bemusement of Winona, then they played the American anthem. Man, show of Patroitism. The Americans just naturally bellowed the anthem and cheered when it was over. Not that I'm telling you to do the same for Singapore of course, just merely trying to emphasise the Americans' love for their homeland. But you won't catch me doing the same for this country anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after the fireworks started! YAY! But since the mat was dominated by the kids the chairs would have to do. The fireworks display was bloody amazing, with some formin heart shapes in the sky and like space explasions, some of them were so huge I was afraid the shrapnel would fall on me. Although our necks hurt like nothing I've ever felt from gazing at the fireworks, the pain was worth it cause they display of colours we saw simplt trumped the ones we saw at NDP. For once the smoke didn;t get in the way of the light shows, and no one was blocking your view, everyone was patient. They're so nice these people. But I kinda felt sorry for the bats there cause the fireworks problably stressed out their hyper sensitve ears cause some of them were flying in circles and chirping like crazy. Aw well.&lt;br /&gt;So then later in the night Winona decided to hit the dance floor because people there decided to, after a couple led the way. Like it wasn't already awkward for me, caught without a backpack and feeling like a Singaporean intruder, I was now trying to "dance" after my dear friend dragged me out. So the band played tracks like "Play the funky music", "Superstition", "I will survive", "where is the love" and plenty of other favourites while the Americans there were just bopping and groovin their way through. Once again I'm amazed at how they just clicked with the stranger next to them and started dancing with each other. Then Winona wanted to move closer&lt;br /&gt;to the front and for a minute I was kind of worried she wanted to go to the stage. Thankfully that didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing, which should have ended at 10, but we left earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Winona might gather more people for next year, and I do hope I'm one of them, cause this party is something Singaporeans should experience. The whole thing just went so smoothly and everyone was so cooperative the police there didn't have much trouble and seemed to enjoy thmeselves. No One was screaming(at each other), no one tried to puch authority...ARE YOU LISTENING YOU CHINGAY AND NDP ORGANISERS?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-8750670177803598771?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/8750670177803598771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=8750670177803598771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/8750670177803598771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/8750670177803598771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-independence-day-or-belated.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-2162209747874662617</id><published>2008-06-29T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T20:43:07.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The next day, I met Yuqi at City Hall Mrt at 10.30, originally 10,but Yuqi being Yuqi has shitty sense of timing and arrived late. We headed over to the same convention hall, hoping to register for the Droid hunt which I missed yesterday. We were greeted by a large mob standing outside the doors waiting for the con to start at 11. &lt;br /&gt;Once the doors opened, the throng rushed in and Yuqi and I hauled ass to the 501 Legion booth to register. we were the first ones there. we got our tags, and walked around for a bit, before revisiting the same 77 Star booth I went to yesterday. Yuqi and I dug around the bargain bin a bit more, and after 10 minuteds of laborious digging, Yuqi uncovered....A die cast model of the Millenium falcon! I snatched it and we paid for our models, Yuqi buying one of the weird Star Destroyer-ish ships you see in the Battle of Coruscant, and I buying a Corellian Corvette in addition to Han Solo's first love. We left for breakfast after, returning at 12 30 to partiipate in the Droid Hunt, which began at 1. The Droid Hunt is basically an activity which required participants to wear this tag with R2 D2 and C 3PO on it, and walk around the hall. Imperial stormtroopers from the 501st legion will also be patrolling the venue. If the Stormtrooper sees someone with the tag, he will then walk up to you, and ask,&lt;br /&gt;"Hoe long have you had these droids?"(which is a line from a New Hope)&lt;br /&gt;You must then surrender your tag for a ticket to the interrogation booth, where you will exchange it for a prize. Yuqi and I correctly predicted the area where the stormtroopers will be emerging from, (In this case, Backstage), and we arrived there just as the first clone was marching out. As Yuqi was wearing the tag, and he was dressed conspicuously in a bright orange shirt, he was easily spotted, and an Imperial officer yelled &lt;br /&gt;"THE BOY IN ORANGE!" &lt;br /&gt;Yuqi then froze in his tracks cause apparently he was intimidated, and one of the troopers came up and towered over him, and asked,&lt;br /&gt;"How long have you had these droids?" &lt;br /&gt;I then spoke up for the petrified ornge dude, who didn't quite know how to respond, and said, "They're up for sale if you want them." (which was what Obi wan Kenobi said). The Stormtrooper looks at me and went "They're up for sale? Alrgiht we'll take them." And he motioned for the officer to give us a ticket, in exchange for the tag, and barked, "Head over the the interrogation booth!" &lt;br /&gt;we happily did so, and received a spring action lightsaber for our trouble. It didn't work btw. Shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-2162209747874662617?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/2162209747874662617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=2162209747874662617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/2162209747874662617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/2162209747874662617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/06/next-day-i-met-yuqi-at-city-hall-mrt-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-4905577552625226162</id><published>2008-06-29T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T20:25:17.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So this was an eventful weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Start off on Saturday, where we began the day with Chemistry and Social Studies focus lessons, which, needless to say, dragged on and on and on and on and on......Once Ms Chai finally dismissed us, I shot out of the school like the Millenium Falcon in hyperspace, and headed toward Suntec city, where the first ever Singapore Toy and Comic Con was held. First, I went there with my mother, who was NOT a movi/comic fan, and spent the entire time whinging and complaining of the massive crowd that had gathered there. I left for lunch after I realised I missed the Droid hunt organised by the 501st legion(which is an organisation of Star wars fans), and before my blood pressure shot through the roof due to Mom's griping and the crowded atmosphere. I was ready to wage World War 3 on anyone who bumped into me.&lt;br /&gt;Then I met up with Jessie at about...2(?)after Mom left. Jessie was slightly more tolerant than Mom, not complaining much even when we walked straight into the Walk of fame(which was THE most crowded area because of the famous artists there), and found ourselves being pushed along the entire stretch, unable to move forward nor backward. We passed by this booth-77 Star, where they sold movie collectibles at low prices. After digging through the bargain bin, I uncovered an Indiana Jones Miniature, whipless, for 5 bucks. I bought it, thinking I would probably make a whip for him later(If anyone knows how to make a mini whip, please tell me). Jesie then had to leave, but Winona came by just before she did, and once again, I entered the chaos in the Hall. Nothing much happened, we just hung out, Baby-sat, and went over to suntec city. There, I bought the Complete Making of Indiana Jones book, using my Popular vouchers and Winona's discount card, and ended up only paying 7 bucks. The book is chock full of behind the scenes photographs and movie stills of the cast and crew behind the Indiana Jones saga, and contains an almost day by day reporting of the filming for each Indy film. It also has transcripts of important meetings where a signature chracter or scene is born, and is peppered with interviews form the cast and crew. A Indy fan's idea of heaven basically. &lt;br /&gt;Later in the night, I went over to Anchorpoint with Winona and her family for dinner, where we parted ways and I headed over to Jack's Place where Mom was waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-4905577552625226162?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/4905577552625226162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=4905577552625226162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4905577552625226162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4905577552625226162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-this-was-eventful-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-5405039024398100151</id><published>2008-06-26T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T21:29:22.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's Chinese Oral. Needless to say, it went terribly, with me puttering my way through the never ending tunnel.....which finally did end in a Quarantine room until we could be dismissed. I then spent the remains of my day skulking around despite efforts from some people in 4E2 trying to cheer me up, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;But luckily......SIMON PEGG saves the day! He's back from his holiday in Greece, and posted TWO new blog posts. Do read this one here  &lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;amp;friendID=213643855&amp;amp;blogID=409381200"&gt;Super Spacial Bonus&lt;/a&gt; as it sorta is an unofficial all new  Spaced episode he has come up with to Thank the fans for their support(or opposition) for McSpaced, some cheap Ameraican Rip-off. As usual the script is chock full of movie refs, witty dialogue, and...perfection.&lt;br /&gt;And to top my day off, I received my ComicCon passport confirmation. I now can collect my passport when I arrive without hassle. Hallelujahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-5405039024398100151?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/5405039024398100151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=5405039024398100151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5405039024398100151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5405039024398100151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/06/todays-chinese-oral.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-1206152335736910293</id><published>2008-06-21T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:42:40.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I'm falling ill. Cold came like an emo kid at night in a closet in a room with no lights and windows in a cave 50 feet underground in a place where the sun never shines(That's why it's night I guess). I didn't see it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where I caught it, or HOW I caught it, but I first felt it in Math tuition. At night. Cripes.&lt;br /&gt;Have yet to complete any holiday assignments, and English Compre is more than ticking me off at the moment. I'm a little hesitant to write about film for essay. Which is ironic really, me being a film nut.&lt;br /&gt;So ComicCon Singapore is coming up in July, and Yuqi, Winona and I have pretty much wee-ed several times in our pants ever since we found the events list, which promised a day(or three,rather) of "slap-you-in-the-face, spit-in-your-crotch fantastic" activities for Singaporean film geeks. And comic fellas. I expect to see some stranger then normal behavior form weird Cosplay people and Star wars fans, as most of the events planned were done so with these people in mind. I'm gonna wear my "Execute order 66" shirt to connect with the rest of the Star wars contingent. I'm really excited about this, but then I'm a little apprehensive because of the large crowd that's expected to show up. I know I'm gonna meet a couple of assholes. Ah well. The things I do for film.&lt;br /&gt;Please log on to &lt;a href="http://www.sgtoyandcomiccon.com/"&gt;http://www.sgtoyandcomiccon.com/&lt;/a&gt; for more information about Comic Con if you're interested, and have a good day. Bye Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-1206152335736910293?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/1206152335736910293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=1206152335736910293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1206152335736910293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/1206152335736910293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-think-im-falling-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-3277791180275210745</id><published>2008-06-14T15:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T15:40:23.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay so a lot of things have happened since my last post, I'll do my best to report.&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, Winona and I finally got a chance to catch up with each other, and we went to Orchard for lunch, where we reached Taka at exactly the same timw. Although I was under Taka and she was outside. Went to Gramophone for DVD shopping, but surprisingly, failed to find any good deals. We then trudged down to Wheelock to meet up with her friend Grace, and found a CD sale. 75% off. Hurry! While stocks last! Then went back to Taka, AGAIN, but she failed to find her cartoon book. Her disappointment apparent, we went back to her house for movies, and I let her watch the highly successful Shaun of the Dead, a Zom-Rom-Com (That's Zombie-romantic-comedy to you). As much as she likes Simon Pegg, the actor and co-writer, the movie failed to leave any impact on her whatsoever, to my dismay, as she said the movie "Sucked". To each his cup of tea, Winona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a Star wars marathon the next day, the original trilogy, which took 7 hours. I managed to sail through the marathon with eyeballs intact, a feat I'm very proud of. Han Solo had won second place in my Pirate Hall of Fame, joining fey pirate Captain Jack Sparrow, who topped the scruffy looking Nerf Herder. Congrats General Solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set off for SC camp the next day, where we did Dragon Boating, someplace in Kallang. Dragon boating was fun, but the girls can't seem to quit staring at the man-boob parade around us. I'd like to Thank the Lord for my height (Or lack of), as this meant any buckets of water being thrown my way sailed right over me, instead striking my hapless fluffy headed friend, who sat next to me. I was not very good at splashing back, so our boat was always in need of the bail bucket. Despite having a taller partner, I still found myself drenched by the end of the activity, as not only were there attacks from other SC/NCC dominated boats, we also found ourselves&lt;br /&gt;ducking friendly fire. FYI, if you have a friend who can't keep a steady arm while attempting to throw a bucket full of water, never, ever, let him hold the bail bucket. Never. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the camp went smoothly, with a twisted game of Twister, an episode of Happy Tree friends, wet shoes, big bloody mosquitos (I had a bite on the ankle the size of Mount Olympus), buffets, water games, etc etc... Too bad we couldn't finish the camp due to a Chemical catastrophe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-3277791180275210745?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/3277791180275210745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=3277791180275210745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/3277791180275210745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/3277791180275210745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay-so-lot-of-things-have-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-7720406926548015869</id><published>2008-06-04T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T18:47:19.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay..I think it's time to update this blog's content. So from today, just keep an eye out for any  changes in the blog, from additonal material in side bars, to deletion of content. I want feedback!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saw &lt;strong&gt;Rio Bravo&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday, and although it's a tad long, it's entertaining for an old film, (It's John Wayne, what'd you expect?), and apparently this film is used by Tarantino as a device to find his potential mate. Apparently, he knows if the girl's right for him by her response to this film.&lt;br /&gt;That's just weird. Once again, another fine example of how Lord Movies influence our lives eh? Personally, I prefer to use Indiana Jones to test out my potential partner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-7720406926548015869?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/7720406926548015869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=7720406926548015869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7720406926548015869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7720406926548015869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-7821403759515218136</id><published>2008-05-31T08:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T09:10:53.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All right, update on movie watching.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Prince Caspian on Thursday, for free can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;It was some screening to raise funds for Digestive diseases. Constipation etc etc..(you know, anything to do with your grand canyon....)&lt;br /&gt;Third row from the front, to the right, worse than most movie experiences, but it was free. Besides, we only sat there cause SOMEONE! had strong objections to sitting on the floor at the back.&lt;br /&gt;Th movie\s everything you can expect from a kid's film. Annoying acting, cutesy characters with no hint of intelligence, happy ending, uncomfortable romantic bit, repetition, something about 'true friends' and crap. Oh, and highly censored battle scenes. Basically, it's like Narnia 1, but way worse. Well, at least there's blood this time.&lt;br /&gt;Ben Barnes is not too bad in the film, but he doesn't really leave any impast on you what so ever. Cause he seems pretty two dimensional. As did the rest of the characters. INCLUDING Reepicheep, that bloody rodent who probably was th inspiration for equally boring puss in boots.&lt;br /&gt;But that's not to say people won't like this film. It's just not good enough for me. Come on, it's expected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-7821403759515218136?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/7821403759515218136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=7821403759515218136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7821403759515218136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7821403759515218136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/05/all-right-update-on-movie-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-6111143363527159780</id><published>2008-05-27T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T19:45:29.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TxGeDAsX3Ng&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TxGeDAsX3Ng&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had to share the above vid with you people because it's too cute. Believe me, when I say something is cute, I mean it. That compliment doesn't come lightly y'know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, it's the entire Indiana Jones quadrilogy compressed into one short film, and here's the thing: It's lego. It's well animated, and be sure to keep a lookout for the Star wars references in there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-6111143363527159780?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/6111143363527159780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=6111143363527159780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6111143363527159780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/6111143363527159780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/05/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-4688647740283065474</id><published>2008-05-24T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T17:48:11.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1)At what age do you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;I  have no wish to take on some other person's name thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Study hard or play hard?&lt;br /&gt;The latter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;2 people only, and the first one's me, and the other's not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;Cheers Dah-ling. Next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)If you have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, all my dreams kinda suck. Though one dream had me in Middle earth. Let's have that one. Or the one with me on the Black Pearl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Who is the last person you called on your cellphone?&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. I don't remember, but Mom called me this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)What is your goal this year?&lt;br /&gt;To do well for the GC fuckin Es so I can laugh in people's faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;I think you mean eternal, and no I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)If you had all the time and money in the world, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Travel the world. Doi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)If time were to unwind, what do you want to change?&lt;br /&gt;Un....wind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;Make me laugh, and don't hold me back. And listen to whatever I say. But you can argue back! Just let me win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)What feelings do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;Everything but ecstasy and anger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)Do you cherish every friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;Uh...No. Not every. Just the loyal ones. That's YOU Winona! xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I get that with DVDs all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)What do you think is the most important thing in life?&lt;br /&gt;Keep on chuckin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)Who do you hope to be always behind you, supporting you?&lt;br /&gt;A certain Archaeologist. And LOYAL people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)People who are going to be hated by you?&lt;br /&gt;ARE GOING? Oh please. I got em in my radar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)Describe the person who tagged you in five words?&lt;br /&gt;Whiney. That's five letters. Wat-ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19)Do you deserve to be loved?&lt;br /&gt;No. But they do any way. God bless the lot of em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)Who do you actually have a crush on?&lt;br /&gt;See Yuqi's ans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question: Why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-4688647740283065474?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/4688647740283065474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=4688647740283065474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4688647740283065474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4688647740283065474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/05/1at-what-age-do-you-wish-to-get-married.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-3411654308610712362</id><published>2008-05-23T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T20:21:50.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Da, dada dadada. Da, dada dadada... DA Dah Da DAH! Dah De DAAH!!&lt;br /&gt;I love INDY JONES!!! The new movie absotively posilutely rocked, and Harrison Ford is still golden as our favourite Archeologist, complete with Fedora and Bullwhip!&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;INDIANA JONES!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are all the key elements in this film that are in the previous Indys, Cheese factor, deadpan quips, Bickering, fighting, punching, kissing, teaching, scaring, car chases, whipping action.....etcetc. Yuqi and I watched it at the Grand Cathay, and we both were freaking out over practically every bit of action. One scene in particular had me in tears (of laughter) cause it's so. Damn. Funny.&lt;br /&gt;I think I fell off my seat(Cue Wilhelm scream) a couple of times cause it was so exciting.&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE DID A GREAT JOB in the movie I must say. Some more than others though.&lt;br /&gt;MUST NOT SPOIL!!!!Watch it NOW!!!! *Sticks fist out of computer screen and waves it in your face.( I suggest you be familiar with the previous films first though)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-3411654308610712362?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/3411654308610712362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=3411654308610712362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/3411654308610712362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/3411654308610712362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/05/da-dada-dadada.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-7874037207712777688</id><published>2008-05-19T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T14:05:22.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Top 10 Male characters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Captain Jack Sparrow (Johnny Depp,Pirates of the Caribbean)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Indiana Jones (Harrison Ford,Indiana Jones and the wabble wabble wabble)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sergeant&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nicholas&lt;/span&gt; Angel (Simon Pegg,HOT FUZZ!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sheldon Jeffrey SANDS (Johnny Depp,Once upon a time in Mexico)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bill (David Carradine, Kill Bill)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tim Bisley (Simon Pegg, Spaced)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nick Stokes (George Eads, CSI)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pop ( Whatshisname, Kill Bill/ Death Proof)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;James 'Blond' (Daniel Craig, Casino Royale/ Quantum of solace)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hattori Hanzo (Sonny Chiba?, Kill Bill)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top 10 Female Characters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Bride ( Uma Thurman, Kill Bill)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marion Ravenwood (Karen Allen, Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the lost ark/ Crystal Skull)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarah Connor (Linda Hamilton, Terminator)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Willie ( Kate Capshaw, Temple of doom)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daisy Steiner (Jessica Stevenson, Spaced)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mistress Ching (Some weird lady, At world's end)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joyce "hag" Cooper (Billie Whitelaw, Hot fuzz)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;O-Ren Ishii (Lucy Liu, Kill Bill)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jeanine (Cate Blanchett, Hot fuzz)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mystique (Rebecca Romijn, X men)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll put those on reserve in my next post. Now I have to go. Enjoy the list! Feel free to complain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-7874037207712777688?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/7874037207712777688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=7874037207712777688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7874037207712777688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/7874037207712777688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/05/top-10-male-characters-captain-jack.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-5881527884066874395</id><published>2008-05-16T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T20:11:44.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In case you haven't been anywhere within ten feet of me for the past to weeks, here's an update on my latest obsession. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INDIANA JONES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to continue family traits like this. I'm not too sure of my cousins do like the famous snake fearing archeologist, but I know my Mom's been talking about Harrison Ford for as far back as I can remember. So it's nice to finally have a common interest.&lt;br /&gt;Bonded by movies. What'd I tell you people?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-5881527884066874395?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/5881527884066874395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=5881527884066874395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5881527884066874395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5881527884066874395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-case-you-havent-been-anywhere-within.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-5871685312453302989</id><published>2008-05-12T08:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T08:47:11.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>8.38 and already I've had one heck of a day.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up, read the messages on my phone. The night before, I had sent Jessie this message,&lt;br /&gt;"Are we still watching Iron Man?"&lt;br /&gt;And only read her reply this morning,&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry but I just remembered I was watching Iron man with Melissa"&lt;br /&gt;WTF?! This really made me flare up, as not only do I FUCKING hate people backing out on me last minute, (although with Jessie it was no surprise, she does this often), but I was eager to watch this movie, and past attempts to have been brutally shot down. The class is not free, you have to go for tuition....&lt;br /&gt;I made up my mind to watch the movie today by hook or crook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, my hotmail inbox provided more cheerful news. Simon Pegg has updated his blog on MySpace, which you can read &lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;amp;friendID=213643855&amp;amp;blogID=392524229"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; . In his entry, he wrote about his experiences in Japan, and the importance of BOWING. Yes, bowing. He uploaded plenty of photos as well, and lists the films he watched there. And uploaded a video of Edgar Wright and him trying to speak Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;Very funny, cheered me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-5871685312453302989?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/5871685312453302989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=5871685312453302989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5871685312453302989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/5871685312453302989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/05/8.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147311.post-4433315140786164312</id><published>2008-05-09T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T19:26:59.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE MID YEARS ARE OVER!! *Does Spaced Happy Dance*&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know what the happy dance is, go to youtube and search for it. Learn it before the O levels end. We'll do it after the last paper. That'll be cool.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm gonna get any 'A's this time. We've got sadistic exam setters.&lt;br /&gt;Just drank some black bean crap my mom made. Tastes like shite, not that I know, but I HATE BEANS! I HATE EM! There's an Indy Jones tribute fo you. But now my throat feels kinda....like blocked by oil. Y'know? Where you eat oily foods and some of them gets stuck in your...Oesophagus?&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least Peggster has some fantastic news to cheer me up. Simon started a blog on the website! Apparently they're doing tours in Tokyo (Yes, shriek away Yuqi), for HOT FUZZ, as the movie only comes ut in July THIS year in Japan. Those poor, poor people! I hope they'll like the film, worth the wait. But a whole year! If that happened......bloody hell, that's too scary to... comtemplate.&lt;br /&gt;My English sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31147311-4433315140786164312?l=thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/feeds/4433315140786164312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31147311&amp;postID=4433315140786164312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4433315140786164312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31147311/posts/default/4433315140786164312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesofserene.blogspot.com/2008/05/mid-years-are-over-does-spaced-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Da_movie_kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972059830645898394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
