Pixar Intro Parody

Found this off EW, terribly funny!

Flappie the Betta

says Hi from his mini-fishtank next to the computer!

Flappie Look-Alike

Let me try and get a good picture of him, before he officially says hi to the virtual world with his mugshot. In the meantime, he is too busy checking out his new environment, and Floppie the meek sweet lamb is trying to befriend this aloof Siamese fighting fish.

Books

The more I read, the more I am convinced that I want to spend a huge chunk of my salary on books.

Buy them all from Open Trolley, and stash them into my own small little personal library section of my room. When I have my own place in future, one entire room shall be dedicated to shelves and shelves of books, nothing but books!

My fascination with books is much comparable to the women with their head in fashion. I just have my nose stuck in the books all the day.

Just finished a book by Wendy Wax, The Accidental Bestseller – it was really good, plotwise and all.

The description of the characters, the description of the friendships between the four authors in the book, everything felt really good. It’s one of those books where you can’t put it down until you finish it. That was exactly what I did today, I started reading the book when I left the house in the morning for class at 7ish, and only just finished it at 9pm. Of course, in the middle of reading I had classes, meetings, frustrating classes but by the time I got home at 5, the only activities I stopped in the midst of reading, was dinner and a bath. I spent the rest of the time curled up in bed reading the book and laughing out loud at particular sections which I really liked.

I’ve never been much of a reader for language, because I know I don’t know much about language to appreciate the beautiful writings. However, I appreciate the finer details of a book, despite the fact that I skim read. For a skim reader like me to notice details, the book has got to be beautifully written. The Accidental Bestseller has managed to do that, get me gripped tight in the flow of the outline, and never let me off the ride until the very end.

Reminds me of another favourite book that I have just read recently and would want to add to my collection of books, The Actor and the Housewife by Shannon Hale.

I was extremely lucky to find Hale’s Austenland in the library the other day and had the honour of devouring the book once I laid my hands on it. Wonderful wonderful author.

It feels really good to find such rare gems amongst the many many books available in the bookstores and the libraries. Such rare gems put a huge smile on my face, and makes the night a really peaceful and serene one.

If you’re itching for a good read, I strongly put my stakes on these three books and urge you to go take a read. Now, if any kind souls would like to sponsor the purchase of these three books, I wouldn’t reject your offers too! Beams really widely. Oh, and they have absolutely wonderful typography too. Winks. I’m too anal about such nitty gritties.

Self Reminders:

• Work on Unit Plan, send final draft to Jean by Friday (090910) noon. (0100, Friday 090910)
• Work on Social Context Week 3 essay by Monday (121010)
• Work on Social Context Video (watch I no Stupid, 背包太重) by Sunday (111010), email the rest
• Look at POA Webquests online by Monday (121010)
• Read up on Cuba education system by Monday (121010)

Can you decipher this?

Was surfing around in the HWZ forums when I came upon this statement.

“moi ish dunch huans to uplorry sho soon “

At first glance, my brain could not register its meaning, so I read it again (I took a double take). I still didn’t manage to figure out what this statement was trying to say. The context of this particular forum thread stems from the 2nd earthquake we felt this morning at approximately 10-ish.

So, what is this sentence all about?!

TeeVeeeeee.

I’m such a TV addict. I’ve been eagerly anticipating the arrival of the US fall season, and it has started since last week – oooh I swoon at the release of the new seasons. Simply yummilicious!

I said I wanted to do my personal reflections right, I didn’t.

So I managed to catch Survivor today and it was awfully shiok – there’s this Evil Russel (ER for short) and he is downright creepy, scary. C’mon, he emptied his tribe’s water canteens and burnt their socks. Seriously? I don’t want him around! Coach was already such a turn off last season, what made CBS think the audience is willing to watch another psychopath on the show? Yeurgh.

Glee is another awesome show choir show, that musical lovers should not miss! Really! Plus BBC Merlin is coming back – or rather, its back.

Yipppeeeeee!

Shay, the Hero.

When I first sat down in front of the computer, wanting to blog about random inane things for the last 2 days, I read the rss feed of an acquaintance and read this story on her blog. I’m sure this story has been circulated on forwarded emails, but for once I was really touched by the story..

Happy 6 months, happy birthday my darling (:

Dozo was magical. The food was so goood, the boyf could not stop smiling. The service was first class, and they were attentive but not in your face. They even brought out a small slice of cheesecake for the boyf’s birthday celebration, which they only found out through asking about 1 hour into the fine dining service.

For the price we paid, it was all worth the money. (:

Plus, we managed to take the magnum bus today – so that meant a free magnum for each of us – ecuador dark for him, and Magnum’s new flavour golden hazelnut for me. And we finished the night off with magaritas from Cafe Iguana at Clarke Quay. Heaves a contented sigh. (:

Today was easily one of the best days I’ve ever had – awesome gastronomical food, lovely company, slow and nice and easy. (:

Happy six months, happy birthday my love.
I love you. (:

Pixar

We are growing up in the times when cartoons no longer mean, The Lion King or Mulan.

Instead, we have animation films, like Up, Wall-E, Ratatouille etc. Everyone agrees (well, everybody I know, at least) that Pixar films are classic – they are the animation films that stick by you for a extremely really long time. Plus, they make you feel really good.

I remember, Finding Nemo came out in 2003, and I was in junior college during that time. Finding Nemo got us all into a nemo-crazy period, when we would grab each other’s belongings and start saying, “Mo-ine, Mooo-ine.” You know, the really classic “mine” phrase that sounded part French. We still do that from time to time, at least RL and I do. It reminds me of the good old days when we get all gooey at really cute things.

Actually, I still do get really gooey and squeal-ly at cute things. My friends commented that I could not stop squealing at Remy the rat when we were watching Ratatouille. I squealed through Wall-E and nearly drove my friends up the wall. When I was watching Partly Cloudy (a short film that Pixar traditionally plays before every Pixar full length movie), I squealed at the sight of adorable babies, kittens and puppies. The boyfriend was really very amused.

You get the gist, don’t you.

My sister adores Toy Story, she can watch that over and over and over again. I can watch Ratatouille over and over and over and over and over again. That is the impact that Pixar has left on us, the storylines could be entirely out of the world, but because they are animation films, we go along for the amazing ride and we are never disappointed.

Warning: Stop reading, do not click – if you don’t want to read spoilers to the movie, Up

Nobody – Wonder Girls

Apparently this song has taken the music scene by storm, and I was probably one of the last few to find out about it, despite BX’s insistence that he hears it everywhere (but I don’t!) and nobody else around me seems to have heard about it.

And what makes this funnier, is another version that a friend shared on Facebook.

This is the original version by Wonder Girls – they even have an English version, by the very same group.

And then, we have this – holy cow!

This vaguely reminds me of mass dance in RGS, when we all danced together, in huge synchronised manners. And the mass dance drilling – roo, no?