Yesterday was the last day of prelims. May, Lyd and Yii wen wanted to watch Singapore Dreaming. Which I didn't want to. So I had 2 hours to kill before we met for lunch again. Was deciding what to do with my time when I met oafie! It was so coincidental! I was going up the escalator towards Tangs market. And I saw Oafie going down. Needless to say, we ended up prowling the streets together. It was so great! It's been such a long long time since we last went out together. I guess it's always like that with old friends. they can be miles away from you. But deep down inside, you know that no matter what, she'll always be there when you need her. we went to Zara first and it was really funny how we realised we both love winterwear! And get all feely about it here in hot, humid Singapore. hey. but not any longer. She'll be off to Australia soon and I'll be left here. *hey girl, yes! You'll be gg there! I've always believed that*Boohoohoo! We walked aimlessly for a really long time before I had to meet my friends for lunch. But hey. it was the best 2 hours I've ever spent. After that, I watched The Banquet with Yii Wen. It was a beautiful movie. And I really mean beautiful. the cinematography was awesome. It blows you away, much like many other wuxia Chinese films. i never knew the imperial courts looked so zen. Goodness. Yii Wen thinks Daniel Wu's character in the show is totally useless. Quoted from the girl herself, "who runs away to learn arts and music when your dad steals your lover, only to come back to take revenge and end up having the target kill himself?" I think he's good-looking alright, but the script didn't do his character justice. I mean, come on. You're the Crown Prince. The rightful heir to the throne. Why should the Imperial Guards kill you? What's the talk about the ancient Chinese being loyal to the rightful Emperor? Or do they drift with the wind? Anyhow, I think he did say something that stuck on. "If one understands another, there will be no loneliness. There will always be loneliness because we don't truly understand each other." I think if the Emperor's character were to be expanded upon, it would be great. Coz I think Ziyi was given too much screen time. Oh and did I mention? I think there's incest. Between the General Xin and his sister, Qing, played by Huang Xiaoming and Zhou Xun. At first, it was so sweet to see a brother, scheming and crafty, loving his sister so earnestly. But it got a little out of hand when he hugged her more like a lover than a sister. And it was heart-wrenching when he held his dying sister and kissed her. In the end, everyone dies. It's so Shakespearean! oh, Yii Wen, i found out who killed Ziyi, from Jen. She said, it's the ghost of the late Emperor, Wu Luan's father. Anyways, it was a great movie. Lots of eye-candies, like Daniel Wu and Huang Xiaoming. Yii Wen, the latter's good-looking k, more good-looking than Daniel Wu, I should think. He's got more character and is more suave. It was a good show. I think it taught us alot about sacrifice. How brotherhood and love can bring one to give up his life to save another. In more ways than one, I think the Emperor was not as cold blooded as protrayed explicitly. He had loved Empress Wan and up to the time he died, he had only treated her with kindness and love.
Ok. I'm so damn tired of typing now. Sigh. But anyway, after the show, Jen and I went to surprise Raisa for her birthday! haha. Happy Birthday, girl! You're saucy 18 now! :D We left early without eating the cake and went instead to a Japanese restaurant. Had a nice long chat with an old friend, Jen. haiz. That's the thing about old friends. they're like the comfortable canvas shoes you retire into after having to totter on glamourous stilettos for the whole day. We talked about so much stuff. it was interesting to realise that even though we learned the ropes of life the hard way in RG, of being backstabbed and trampled upon, it was also the place where we found true friends, the place we really grew as a person. The place which made us all stronger, more intuitive, more discerning. I think we half-live, here in RJ. Forever in a masquerade, hidden behind the colourful masks. Masks we paint according to the situation. I think over here, it's like communicating to one and another in water, where the unfamiliar environment swallow our words and convey only a vague idea of what we really mean to say. All we do is guess at each other's meanings, half hoping we were right. It's like being in a new environment, all excited about the prospect, but when it comes down to it, we really are uncomfortable in it. And sometimes in water, we only see things so shadowy, we don't see that single tear, for we notice only the wide crescent of our mouths, mistaking it for a smile. We don't hear the tiny sniffle, we live in our world of silence, eternally in a mime. And when the going gets too tough, we break through the water surface and escape it all. Leaving the mess behind us, beneath us.