Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Movie that I hope dies horribly

You know there are somethings that just annoy you for no reason, like:

(a) Obscenely expensive and pretentious handbags;
(b) People who used words like "rambunctious" in arguments;
(c) Local girls whose only aspiration in life is to be a tai-tai and hang out at Goodwood Park Hotel to discuss handbags over tea / crossiant / ridiculously small sandwiches
(d) Local girls and their ang moh boyfriends who carry their poodle (who the fuck is stupid enough to own a poodle?) to parks and pretend that they live an elitist lifestyle
(e) People who ask me to "adduce evidence". I mean, which fucker still use such archaic language for God's sake? Not even British lawyers use such old phrase nowadays. "I have to adduce evidence to prove the existence of this strong upswing of market . . . blah blah". Adduce my ass.

and

(f) Movies like Titanic and Leap Years

It is very seldom that I wish death on a movie / producer / actresses. But Leap Years is one movie in which I wanted everyone to die. Wong Li Ling, Joan Chen and all the beautiful actresses in the movie must all die a horrible death. It is one of those movies that hit you with all, and I mean ALL, the love bullshit. I felt like I have aged 20 years just sitting through the trailer. At the end of it, I felt like drinking detergent to end it all. Bcos, what is the point of living? What is the point of supporting local movies if after a decade, Raintree could only produce unmitigated and undiluted crap like Leap Years where it relies solely on pretty/handsome actors/actresses to anchor the movie?

The worst thing is that the trailer ended off by saying that "we have to watch it this time bcos otherwsie, we have to wait four more years". Tell you what, I will happily wait 40 years.

The only way I watch this movie is if someone tells me everyone dies in the end after being run over by a truck. Again. And again. And then everyone gets shot in the face.

Yeah.

Friday, February 22, 2008

Word of the Day

There was an argument and the word "rambunctious" was used. It left many of us scratching our heads because we don't know why the angry idiot still wants to order and eat rambutans during a heated quarrel.

It turns out the idiot wanted to show that he was highly educated by using the word "rambunctious". But he couldn't pronounce the word to save his life and ended up sounding like he wanted rambutans.

Rambunctious = boisterious and disorderly i.e. a rambunctious crowd.

It has nothing to do with rambutans. Next time, any atas person trying to act ang moh and elitist / highly educated should be treated like below:

A : Be quiet! Stop being rambunctious and noisy in the library!

(throw rambutans)

A : Stop throwing me me rambutans!?!!?!

Sunday, February 17, 2008

I-Shuffle is immensely stupid

I saw the I-Shuffle on display when I visited the Ipod shop at Wheelock. It must be the most immensely stupid machine in the history of music apparels. The minute you see someone carrying the I-Shuffle, he or she must be an idiot. And have nothing in common with me. Which in turns means the person belongs to the other side of the meridien line of human intelligence. Why would you want some piece of crap that plays any songs it likes? I can't believe someone is actually stupid enough to fall for Apple's latest commercialised attempt to suck consumers' cash out of their wallets.

What next, the I-Phone Shuffle? A phone that calls anyone it likes?

A : Huh, why you call me?

B : My phone call you one leh. Not me.

Or

A : Heh, can call me when you get home?

B : Dunno can or not. Must see whether my phone is in the mood first. Maybe must keep shuffling till the next day to reach your phone number.

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

CNY Revelation

My brother struck 4-D lottery tonight. First place. Really.

My brother, my sister-in-law and their kid came for the reunion dinner a couple of hours ago. My brother told us with a rueful smile that he had struck first place lottery. His winnings? S$80,000 from just placing a S$20 bet. He gave dad and mum a shiny S$1000 each and myself, S$200. He also put aside quite a sum for my sister and my two nieces. I think this is the 2nd time he struck first place.

My dad was so ecstatic that my brother struck lottery that he could barely sit down and eat the steamboat. Like a little kid, he kept counting the stack of S$50 bills that my brother gave to him.

Truth be told, I am quite jealous. With just S$20 and a huge slice of fortune, my brother won more money that I earn in one year. Imagine this: I work till 9 pm everyday, take enough stress to kill an elephant on steroids, no noticeable social life and yet, my one year's salary cannot even compared to my brother's winnings. All the time spent analysising the stock market didn't do a single ounce of good since the market nowadays is a black hole of pain and suffering.

As it is, he already earns more than me so this S$80,000 is practically a bonus windfall from heaven.

Apparently he got his winning number after watching a programme on Discovery Channel. I was startled. My brother who did not even complete secondary school watches Discovery Channel? After dinner, we sat together to watch Discovery Channel and actually had a conversation in Chinese on the origins of the Black Plague in Europe. I have clearly underestimated my brother. It shows that just because a person did not finish secondary school doesn't mean he is not knowledgeable. Internet, cable TV have narrowed the knowledge gap for everyone. I was shocked a few weeks ago when my parents had a lively debate on the Taiwanese general elections. Apparently they are ardent followers of some Taiwanese political debate shows which you can get from Phoenix Channel.

I am going to buy 4D from now on. S$20 every fortnight.

Monday, February 04, 2008

La Forkettta

I was at La Forketta for lunch today. Someone was buying so technically, price wasn't that much of a concern. La Forketta is located at Tanglin Village, in the nice little hub of restaurants; just opposite Prime Society.

It has an excellent layout with wall-tall glass windows permitting you to lookout into the carpark or greenery. The food is expensive of course since it is an Italian restaurant. It is one of those places that the tuna salad itself can go up to S$16. So yeah, "one of those places".

Since I am just tagging around, I was embarrassed to order the 3 set lunch course. It is about S$28. Please note that S$28 only entitles you to a non-meat main dish, meaning spaghetti. If you would like a meat main dish, you need to throw in S$8 more. I guess, all charges in would total up to around S$45. So I just ordered the spaghetti with clams. No big deal.

Oh, and next table was this group of Indians. One Indian woman was super annoying who keep wanting to know how her salad was done, what type of chili the restaurant used. I mean, it is a fucking salad, woman. They all taste the same once you pour enough olive oil over it.

After the thoroughly unsatisfying lunch, I went for early dinner and got myself Ayam Panggang (Malay grilled chicken with spices) for S$4.50. Now this is infinitely more satisfying than some fancy Italian salad.

The so called famous Singapore food scene is terrible.

Sunday, February 03, 2008

Dian Xiao-Er

I brought my parents to lunch at Dian Xiao-Er at Vivocity after I was told that it would take 30 minutes to get into Crystal Jade Fine Dining.

The bill for three came up to a whopping S$111, all charges in. I was frankly aghast at the price since I ordered the S$88 three-pax set. It wasn't pleasant finding out that there was a stunning S$23 increase in the bill accounting for GST, towel and tea. Of course, I put a brave face to it but my parents were decidedly unimpressed and they kept muttering that we should have gone to our usual haunt to eat the S$2 wanton noodles and lotus soup. The good thing was that I finally brought my mother out to see Vivocity instead of she just cooping up in her usual routine of house-market-Sheng Xiong / NTUC / Wet market - West Coast Park. She had fun ogling at all the expensive shops although the Zara stuff were clearly wasted on her. She also couldn't stop making comments at all the mainland Chinese who were there (by god, the whole place was swarming with mainlanders, especially on the roof).

I think I would skip Dian Xiao-Er from now on. The herbal duck is lovely but it is not worth the price anymore. If we go to Vivocity again, we would just go up to the foodcourt on Level 3.