Saturday, November 17, 2001

There she goes again - One of my reasons for starting this blog was to literally log everything that happened in London here for the one year, lest I look back one day and find that the handful of sand has all but slipped through my fingers. But today's subject worthy of mention is much too private, so I guess I shall just leave a line for myself: That hurt, baby.
Remembrance - Just came back from a screening of Cinema Paradiso at the Institut Francais.

Heh, yes, for all the interest in film that I proclaim to have, I have never seen it before, so happily shelled out 4.50 quid to catch it here. Re-confirmed that watching modern day Hollywood movies back in Singapore every weekend killed my liking for films, slowly but surely; am falling in love with going to the theatres again here after watching 1 german, 1 italian and 1 jap film in 1 week.

And the theatre did not have any THX sound system or all that, in this age you would call this outdated. (Actually it was a stage theatre too, could see the stage fittings) Well anyway it was a modest theatre, and apt too that I watched a show like Cinema Paradiso there. Reminded me of the Japanese film festival which our group held in NUS early this year in January, where we screened 16mm films using two old rickety 16mm projectors, which we guessed to be at least 30 years old heh. I thought it was silly then, perhaps a bit quaint.

So my take on the film? For me it represented the sweetness of memories. Learnt from young that living in the past is like looking backwards and walking: you wont get far. Besides, turning back once in a long while makes it more special than constant retracking, isnt it? Was so moved by the movie score, made me wish that I could have music fading into my life at appropriate moments too heh.

Friday, November 16, 2001

Black and White - Have you ever thought of your own anti-thesis?

Someone with the exact traits with which you detest and turn you off immediately. Yet, to understand why such traits exist, you seek to take them on instead, like a moth to the flame. Holding on to the single principle that not knowing and not trying is the single absolute must-not-do in your life. Afterall, how is one to know the bend ahead leads to a cliff, if you do not walk there to investigate?

And unknowingly, you turn into that which you seek not to become. Is there a choice?

"Anyone whose goal is 'something higher' must expect some day to suffer vertigo. What is vertigo? Fear of falling? Then why do we feel it even when the observation tower comes equipped with a sturdy hand railing? No, vertigo is something other than the fear of falling. It is the voice of the emptiness below us which tempts us and lures us, it is the desire to fall, against which, terrified, we defend ourselves." - Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being.

Oh btw, go download The Kings of Convenience. 'Winning a battle, losing a war is a start' :)

Thursday, November 15, 2001

To die for - Let me paint this morning's scenario. There was frost on my breath after stepping out of the door. Not only me, but the passerbys, everyone on the streets too. Havent had that since I arrived :)

And it wasnt cold gloomy skies that followed up. Nope, the skies were a shade of soft blue. The kind I once saw when I was laying on Sentosa beach, t'was a sunny day after exams. But today was exceptional because it was such a contrast feeling the warmth of the sun on your skin, when the air was obviously cold.

To top it off, an airliner was painting twin lines of airstreaks onto the soft blue canvas, slowly and languidly as it climbed higher. (the wingtips of the plane ionizing the cold air) And I had Beth Orton's Sweetest Decline in my discman.

To die for, really. Or its just mountain turtle me, plainly amused by the frost on my breath heh?

Wednesday, November 14, 2001

Its wednesday night right now, meaning that a few hours later would be thursday morning over in Singapore. If not for the exchange programme that I am on, I will prob be mugging away right now and stressing my pants off with the NUS exams right now, tomorrow being my 3rd of 4 papers.

Been here in London for almost 7 weeks now... hmm... life is starting to slow down and getting a bit stale. yes, believe it or not, compared to the initial few weeks when I had just reached and was off to attend musicals, take day trips, and even do a trial glider flight! Recently no musicals too, but there will be a couple coming up... and the on-going London film festival has been another bright spot. Went for a Rembrandt's art exhibition in the afternoon today. Intriguing stuff, but ultimately too slow (in other words, boring) for me. Didnt regret though, had to attend an art exhibition, the big ones in Europe, to see what it was like. Liked their little running commentaries (audio guides) that was available for purchase, and had one free with my student ticket. Is it like this too in Singapore? (Yes I havent been to any exhibitions to the Singapore Museum before heh)

What is stopping me from planning day trips out during the weekend? Hmm... the weather? Its getting quite chilly nowadays, quite dampening on the spirit if you ask me. But the next few weekends shld be getting better, and longer, since there are no more fluid lectures on Mon, which means I can cut the Philo lectures which I take as non-credit and have a long weekend starting on friday! Yeah let's see... better get off to do some work.

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Tuesday, November 13, 2001

Ok! Here's one more reason why I will always be an Internet junkie, heh. Later, world.