the fall

okay i realised these videos are strictly for myself and my current insane lee pace obsession. for two hours i drew the curtains (its so dark anyhow, and rainy, so theres really nothing to do except watch movies), switched off all the lights, laid on the sofa(bed) and watched this in true couch potato fashion. definitely good- so different from miss pettigrew i watched last night, this one is artsier surely, with amazing visuals/animations and i dont know, does the girl mean to talk the way she did ?, the exchanges between roy and alexandria were priceless. but i got lost abit inbetween the shuffling of fact and fiction, so wikiing after was good, at least i know the ending for sure now.

and what makes my head go round and round

okay lee pace was amazing in miss pettigrew lives for a day too omg he can sing. i dont know if this counts as a chickflick cos frances macdormand’s miss pettigrew was really good but it definitely left that warm fuzzy feeling after i was done with it. AYEEE first he made a convincing calphernia in soldiersgirl, then everyweek he pulls a ned and makes me swoon, now he goes and learn piano for this picture and SINGS. seriously, LEE PACE WHAT TOOK ME SO LONG TO FIND YOU !♥

burberry blue eyes

im supposed to be discussing project with fellow groupmates on msn but my presentation slides are not done. so while i was trying to read about croatia and sarkozy and the lisbon treaty i got bitten by the etsy bug

  

 

now i really want some ponytail holders !

i dont like it like this

sihui a écrit sur le mur du groupe Miss Neuche 04:03
sihui a écrit sur le mur du groupe Miss Neuche 22:40
sihui a écrit sur le mur du groupe Miss Neuche 16:49
sihui a écrit sur le mur du groupe Miss Neuche 11:37

OMG THIS IS SO FUCKING PATHETIC

and ridiculous. i cant believe im in paris, and immensely bored, and missing the sun and actually wanting to sweat geez this is ridiculous im being so ridiculous. and pathetic and whiny i could wring my own neck. the past two days were spent watching friends until i think i’ll hurl if i see rachel’s perfect hair again. of course theres the facebooking, and the occasional msn-ing but everyone back home is busy with finals and im too shy to disturb so when i feel like whining i drink cokelight instead. and i dont feel like watching lost, or the 5million movies id downloaded, so i sleep alot, which makes me feel like liquid lipids. today i finally dragged my lazy ass out of the house because i do not want to have bedsores. so i found the fondation d’auteuil thingum but its such a disappointment. but i did walk into an antiques broquant thing but i was feeling so antisocial i didnt even want to open my mouth to ask ca fait combien so i didnt buy anything

in a nutshell, I REGRET NOT MAKING FRIENDS, AND I WISH I HAVE FRIENDS TO CALL OUT

wtf i REALLY hate being so dependent and needy and whiny.

chandelier searchlight

today on the bus i thought of getting myself a new hobby. i would like to get a sewingmachine and buy cloth and find patterns and putting everything together already. i can vacate the computer table so the sewingmachine will go there and it can be right next to my amplifier and then i can sew right in front of the windows(:

joseph francis tribbiani jr

i need to make friends with joey.

zomg this may be the worst procrastination YET. my papers due TODAY and i havent started a word of it (though uh ive an outline, kinda); i just kept banking on the fact that its due today so midnight is still today so well i’ll just go for class later, get home at 2ish then work like madddddd and submit by 11pm. 9 hours is more than enough for a 3-pager, right ?

righhhht ??

omg im so screwed. p/s i just came from facebook and the sart.

marie antoinette

the storyline didnt blow me away, in fact i suspect wikiing “marie antoinette” after that actually did a better job at enthralling me, but everything else was basically a sensational feast. the clothes, the setting (the SETTING THE SETTING ! im dying to visit versailles now) the food, the colours (i loved even the pokerchips and the roulette because they were in such girly shades), i couldnt tear my eyes off the screen. just like its titular protagonist, an excessive experience whichs really refreshing because this sensory overload was so accessible it was perfect for a weekend wind-down. i loved the macaron mountains, the decadent strawberry cream cakes, the lux brocade, the whiteblond heads of hair, the pastel pannier dresses mmhmm i want to be marie antoinette for just oneeee day.

singing lalalalalalalala-layyy

its bachelorette’s weekend in the bachelor pad ! cereal and milk, pbj toast and maggi mee cos thats what you do when youre all alone at home. i get the whole bed to myself, i get to play my music out louddd so i can sing in the showers, and i get to watch youtube without earphones. tomorrow morning hopefully i can beat the lazy bug and hit porte de clignancourt with my camera, then guerrisol or something later, and fallafel for lunchhh. tomorrow is going to be great. i was soaking in the whole alone thing so much today i didnt want to step out of the house (save to grab that bag of lousy grapes) so i hope tomorrow works out good.

by the way, hello miss neuche★

some had crumbled you (straight to your knees)

everytime, everytime i walk around paris at dusk the beauty overwhelms me in ways which makes me kick myself because i know i cannot capture it on film or words. really, “beauty” is inadequate because “beauty” is a term so hackneyed and banal it describes well say, a dress i covet or a movie scene which made me cry, but paris, particularly when bathed in that brilliant orangey hue, is just so much more than that. i cannot put into words how the city springs to life when the sun sets; maybe its the almost-barren trees or the wide walkways along the seine or the old french men in tweed suits- but everything always works magic together, and there’ll be chemistry in the air which will excite you and make you explode from within.

when it is time to go back to singapore i will hold paris in my arms and weep.