Lost in Translation No More.



/JAPANESE STORY/

Finally got to watch the movie. or it'll end up like eternal sunshine. the nv get to catch it kind.
It was a great show. much more engagin than lost in translation i thot. it's somewhat a simple cross-culture jap meets aussie show turn horror movie. yeah. it was, at least to me. towards the middle it gets weirder n weirder till bam! that was it! ok. i shall not disclose that one whole impt incident tt really md e show so unsettling. yeah. i came out of the the cinema sighing. but then agn.. the jap guy is a freak. yeah.. i kept sayin freak.. freak.. freak.. in e cinema. ok. at least for the 1st part. well, i guess all of us fall into allowing our first impressions rule. just like the lead...toni collette. but learning that there's something so rich in the exchange of cultures.something so tender abt human relationships that really extends further than the mere communication of words. or the hurdle of it so to say.
haha. am i hinting at gettin a filipino boyfren!?! (mindanao maid noes best..ha) no abu-sayaff terrorist, maid!

oh. managed to walk dwn to somerset.. n found this whole lot of food stalls occupying the used-to-be carpark. wow. just reminds me of night bazaar in thailand. some great food there. but one thing. the queue. terrible queue. well, sometimes gd things r worth e wait.

today i had this vague matrix video-animation thingy in my head. stones thrown towards a concrete wall n as it touches the wall, turns to lead-heavy tears. i dunno. sounds like an image of frustration. yeah.. i hav quite a few, but they r along these lines. but then, later u think i some angsty teen, ah!?!?

ok. think herbal essence ad. if u noe which one.
(blasts music! RAWWWWKKKS! ..mkin some punk rock peace sign..)

ok, some crap.