the textual siege.

waiting for my hair to dry and the moment it happens, would be my long overdue cue to end the night/morning.

we caught pirates earlier tonight and i came out of the theatre, not feeling anything about the movie, as well as nothing in my extremities. i was thisclose to being the only singaporean frostbite victim. well, the movie's 2 and a half hours too long if you ask me. at the risk of sounding like a complete idiot, i understood nothing that went on.

since when was singapore run by savages? why on earth were the chinese people so freaking ugly? is disney saying i descended from a long and uncivilised line of mongoloids? if disney has the dosh to invent technology to perfect snow flakes falling and keep churning out stupid penguin movies, why can't they dish out a little more for historical accuracy? damn nonsense. the only saving grace was mr yummy depp and his dandyness. always has to be the cute one to save the day. like michael scofield.

suddenly my fridge is inundated with all sorts of chocolate. am i giving off that i-just-went-through-a-break-up-and-am-emotionally-unstable vibe and the chocolates are supposed to be my life buoys? ok kidding, at least its nice to know the ones that were gifted had no hidden agendas....or did they..?

oh yes, one last thing about pirates. see, i have this theory that i've been expounding to anyone and everyone who would entertain my aimless rants about sequels.

if you've caught the first of a chain of movies, you are more likely to catch the sequels as well because of a subconsciously imbedded sense of loyalty and curiosity after the first movie. case in point, i didn't particularly enjoy pirates and hell, i dont even remember what went on in the first and second ones so this HAS to be the only rational explanation for my totally unnecessary eagerness to catch it right? agreed?