fried brain

i had a nice day again, sort of until it was spoilt by some ugly singaporean parents in the evening.

ha, i moved my butt down to chinatown and got the music video album. lucky i got there this afternoon, cos the supplies really was running low. i picked up the dvd version and wanted to get it (the friendly uncle said, “take lor, it’s the last copy le”), then decided to take the vcd version since it was cheaper by a few bucks. the second i started watching, i regretted not getting the dvd. there IS a difference between dvd and vcd quality.

then on an impulse i decided to go watch oliver twist. and went to the jurong east library while waiting for the movie. once i entered i saw a few exhibits on animation by local art students. i haven’t browsed for more than 2 minutes before this young lady came up and asked me for an interview. i was like “erm, i know nuts about animation”. but she said it was ok, so ok lor. and she asked me questions i could better answer if i had seen all the exhibits. so i gave her answers which were nice but any nut would know i know nuts about animation. put a lime in the coke, you nut

had a great time there, picked up two books. went for the movie. disaster struck. just before the real movie (end of advertisements and the scrawny boy chick grooving) started, a family of four or five came in. parents and girls. damn. i was hoping a weekday would be good for a no-kids movie, and it was at jurong east entertainment centre some more. this kind of place also got people want to go meh? twenty minutes into the movie the girls went to the toilet excitedly, though relatively quietly. their mum starting explaining bits of the movie at a volume which could be heard two rows away.

then. the kids started kicking the chairs. and visited the toilet for at least four times more. and ran up and down the steps, not even because they wanted to go to the toilet. the mum started talking on the phone loudly for a very long time. i got so irritated i shhh-ed her, it’s my first time getting so freaking irritated i shh people. she hung up soon after and began talking to her husband. about domestic affairs. at a volume probably the whole cinema could hear, since the place was so bloody small. uggggggggggggggggghhhhhhh. not to mention throughout the movie they kept talking about it, like “yi nang beh chua yi ki te lo?” (where are they brining oliver to? in hokkien) and stuff like that.

tamade! i hate it when people disturb me when i’m doing something i like. like enjoying a movie. knn. they totally spoilt the movie. and i was enjoying my personal space today like nobody’s business. i got so pissed i really wanted to leave the theatre, but then i looked at my watch and decided not to since there was only half an hour of the movie left. cannot stand this kind of parents. their kids weren’t even interested in the movie then why the heck did they bring those monkeys there? to explore the toilets?!

anyway a whiff of some familiar air made me happier. started reading a chapter on the book about absolut vodka on the way back, and it blasted my mind.

now that my brains are fried and i’ve more or less enjoyed the day with lots of my own space, i think i’m ready to hit the books again. yah, when wenwen has ended her exams, and weiwei will…erm not supposed to mention.

wah liao.