Confessions of an Undisguised Drama Queen

Wednesday, May 25, 2005

Panda Eyes and Half Functioning Brain

I'm beat. Too much French and too much TV.

It's funny how it ALWAYS rains whenever I have french lessons. Like this week, it's been hot and blazing all weekend (I was praying and praying for the rain to fall but none) when I was mostly home and today, when I have to leave the house for school, it rained all morning. Non-stop. Darn weather. Maybe it's like a sign... you know, like French = ominous = threatening = cannot be anything good.

French wasn't fantastic. Well, it's losing it's magic touch on me. It's not so fun anymore. And who do I blame? My teacher. His mood swings are driving me crazy. Cranky guy. Bleagh.

So we had another role play today that was to be prior prepared. Not that I'm bragging, but I think we gave a performance worthy of a Cannes Award. Seriously. There was a long pause after our turn and no one wanted to go next. Okay, I will be shot dead if I say anymore. But hey we WERE good. *shrug*

So it was francais, francais, francais for 4 long, excruciating hours and then home.

Then it was TV all the way. More torture for me.

My sister was watching the ancient series of Triple Nine and I had to patiently wait for it to end before I could pop in my dvd into the player. I have no idea what she likes about that trash of a tv show. My goodness. Their hair, their clothes, everything looks awful. The acting? Far worse.

They should fire the programme director or whoever who's in charge for broadcasting this serial AGAIN. The horrendous mistake committed years back is one time too many. Why do they have to show it again to remind us that Singapore's english programmes are... lousy??

And how come there's no more Gilmore girls? I demand some kind of compensation for the ghastly switch.

I had no idea what I'd gotten myself into when I finally got to use the dvd player and watched the never-ending Aviator. It just went on and on. Till the sun set and it was all dark, I still didn't see the ending anywhere near. If not for the fact that this movie was nominated for numerous awards (and was awarded quite a few as well), I wouldn't have put myself through the pain.

The movie's basically just about this guy who has a crazy obsessive compulsive disorder who thinks everything (except himself) is laden with infectious germs. He also happens to be an aspiring engineer who wants to make the biggest aircraft but takes centuries to achieve it because of his perfectionism. He is also a producer of many 'overexposed' movies and the romancer of the most beautiful women. Talk about being the Jack of all trades.

Of course, I must give a fair opinion. There's Cate Blanchett who made the 10 hours (sure did feel like it) all better. She's one superb performer who gives an excellent protrayal of Katherine Hepburn. And there's also Kate Beckinsale who plays a poorly developed character, but nonetheless stunning and beautiful beyond words.

And then American Idol.

I honestly have not been following this season faithfully. I've only caught the premier auditions and last week's performance. But that was enough to get me begging for more.

Bo and Carrie are amazing! (But Bo's more amazing by 10 Joy points!)

It's a refreshing change from the poppish/ R&B-ish styles we've witnessed season in and out. After Bo's daring a cappella attempt last week, my eyes are on him. Fixated.
Carrie's alright. She's got a strong vocal but a tad too sweet for my liking. And she lacks the explosiveness that Bo possesses.

I hope he wins the competition, with his long hair, facial hair and all. He's MY American Idol!

[Time of Confession] 10:08 PM
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