in every man, there’ll always be a boy
I thoroughly enjoyed the movie, which didn’t lack at all in the area of stop-motion filming. It was awesome. So much improvement over “The Nightmare Before Christmas”, more than a decade ago. Love the puns used throughout the whole movie. Here are some pictures of the big cardboard promotional banners at the cinema.
Corpse, and her bridegroom. Heha.
Scraps. Gotta love em’.
David[hmm]
Was in 1Utama earlier for dinner. Had Yoshinoya. It’s okay ler. Nothing to rave about. While waiting for the reserved tickets for Corpse Bride to be released at 10:30pm, I decided that we did a little window shopping. Dropped by at FOS, and scouted around .. and I laid my eyes upon this pair of beach pants. I remember my first encounter with beach pants, which was 5 years ago when I bought it. They were from Quiksilver, and it cost me around RM48. The amazing thing about it is that .. I am still wearing it today, albeit some loose threads and patching done by my mom, twice. Hehahaha. Awesome pair.
Today marks the second pair that I’ve bought. It’s light brownish, with a slight velvetish feel to it. Design on the right is printed, while on the left, it’s sewed on. The standard usual velcro and “shoelace” kinda buckle.
Here’s a couple of pictures to entice you…
DISCLAIMER : These pictures are in no way suggesting that the subject is sexy or good looking. It is just to merely DEBUNK the stereotype that thin people do not have butts.
The right side
The left side. CURVATURE!
Ahh.. all butt .. I mean all but a wallet in the wallet compartment. Means that the curvature is REAL!
David[HAHAHAHAHAHA!!]
PS : The beach pants only cost me RM44. On the tag, it says AUD$69.95!!! What a bargain.
In the unlikeliest place, I found comfort. Comfort that I never thought was possible, that when I slipped into it’s warm enclosure .. I couldn’t remove myself from it. It brought me such joy, as it comforted me all throughout the day and night. When the time finally came, I was reluctant. But I had to.
I bought a new pair of socks.
David[hmm]
Since I moved into the middle room of the house, I’ve been loving the space. Twice the size of my old room, I must point out. Good, space is for me. It’s not-so-new, cause yeah … I’ve been here for like … a couple of weeks. Or a month. I don’t remember! Here’s a 360° view.
The door’s on the left. Bean bag!
View from high up. My table’s as messy as it should be. The cupboard’s on the right.
Side table’s as messy as it should be too. Cupboard’s on the right.
Ah, that concludes the 360° tour of my room.
David[woohoo!]
when they think about …
And I can’t sleep cause I thought about …
TENNIS??!
David[*sigh]
As I sat on the mundane gray chair, in service earlier .. these words were amplified from the vibrating diaphragm within the microphone, converted to electrical signals sent through radio frequency while sitting on a carrier frequency, received by an antenna which later passes the signal through a filter which removes the noise generated through the transmission. Hmm.. I could elaborate, but you might have already thought about clicking the [X] button on the right hand corner of this window. To the point.
Fear can cause someone the inability to love.
God says in His Word, 1 John 4:18, “There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.” and in 1 Peter 4:8, “Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins.”
When there’s a fear of rejection, unmet expectation, disability, character flaw, commitment, sacrifice and acceptance, is it still possible to love? Or be loved? I sit here, trying to find the reason why I am not loved by people, why I find myself incapable of loving people like others do. Are there fears in my life? Are people fearful of me, thus disabling them from loving me?
I watched the movie “The Nightmare Before Christmas” by Tim Burton, and I can’t help but to feel like the main character, Jack Skellington. Jack’s this tall, thin looking [theresemblancetoanyofthecharactersinthismovieispurelycoincidental] guy with a only a skull as his head and a skeleton as a frame. He is brought back into Halloween Town after a season of scaring, and everyone around him celebrates his success and achievement in pulling off a great scary season. He pretends to celebrate, but can’t help but to feel the disappointment and discontent over his “job description”. Cutting the long story short, he escapes Halloween Town to stumble upon Christmas Town, and after scouting around, decides to make Christmas happen, Halloween Town style. Failing miserable, everything literally went down in flames, as he’s shot down from the sky for impersonating “Sandy Claws”.
His intentions were pure, probably a little misled and awry .. but still pure. Shot down into flames. Sure, people celebrate you and your abilities .. but what’s important is the love and joy in the things that we do, the people that we love and the people who love us. I feel like Jack. All people want from him is a vision, a direction, advice on what to do. No one truly loves him for who he is, and understand his feelings.
Fear. Is it me? Or is it you? Or is it everyone else?
David[hmm]
PS: The story ends with Jack finding love in Sally and they kiss at the end of the movie as it fades out. You’ve gotta see this show.
I was at the fruit stall the other day, cause I wanted to buy some fruits. There were some pretty looking China pears [yellow ones], but they cost RM10 for 6 pears. Without thinking, I decided to get some since they were so pretty looking.. Squeezed some of them, to see if they were hard and rocky or soft and juicy. I picked about 2, while mentioning to the seller that I only want a couple. I said about 3, and she picked another one for me. Since it was 3 pears, it cost me RM5. The thing was that I only had RM3 in my wallet after giving the rest to the chicken rice fella. So I told the fruits seller that I had only RM3. She said,"Oh, when you come by again someday, you can pay me the rest." So I left for home.
Was digging into my food at home, and I thought. Isn’t RM10 for 6 pears a wee bit expensive? I remember buying pears [nice pretty looking China pears] in Sentosa, Section17 at the market, 10 for RM3.50. That was like, after bargaining! And they were very sweet and juicy, as I brought them for my aunty in Klang. So, RM5 for 3 pears isn’t cheap at ALL! But here’s the question. Should I pay the lady back the balance of RM2, or ignore her everytime I pass her stall?
To rip, or be ripped off?
David[hmm]
Some people want it all
But I don’t want nothing at all
If it ain’t you baby
If I ain’t got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain’t got you
Some people search for a fountain
Promises forever young
Some people need three dozen roses
And that’s the only way to prove you love them
Hand me the world on a silver platter
And what good would it be
No one to share, no one who truly cares for me
If I ain’t got you with me baby
Nothing in this whole wide world don’t mean a thing
If I ain’t got you with me baby
David[hmm]
Ah, another reason to switch from Blogger to WordPress.com. Now, you can import your posts and comments straight into your WordPress.com account. So go ahead. Make that switch. Oh wait. First, you’ll need a WordPress.com account. Ah, just go over to the site provided and leave your e-mail there so that they can give you an invite. And .. wait with the world of people who has signed their name up for an account. Blame Gmail for starting the account by invitation trend.
Or …
You could ask me nicely for an invite. I have only one. So yeah, whoever’s ready to port over from Blogger, or anyone in fact .. who’s interested in using WordPress as their blogging software .. just leave a comment or contact me, ya?
David[woohoo!]
PS : I’ve been mirroring my posts on WordPress.com, in case I decide to switch later. It’s good to have backup too. http://daviddaviddavid.wordpress.com is the place.
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