Pain in the Lips
The Sun is showing me its power now. The fuzzy itch has grown into pain and restraint. My lips feels so dry and hurts whenever I move my mouth. I can't even smile properly or yawn properly coz my lips will crack. And I can't even eat my breakfast without noticing the crack-crack-cracking at the sides of my mouth. And my minty lip balm adds to the ouchness. Mint does not go well with flaking lips.
*end of whining*
does anyone know of any fast and good secret therapy?
PS: YeaY! my tagboard's up!!
Here's five cents worth of simple plainwords. The little things that didnt make it to speech, the little fleeting moments of sensitiveness to my subconscious self, the little struggles in between the lines and all the bits and pieces I want to remember.
Friday, April 30, 2004
Wednesday, April 28, 2004
Sun-Grilled Coffee Black Tan
I woke up with sore shoulders and luscious lips (fine, it's swollen lips that itch, hurt and peel around the edges). The magic of the fun-under-the-sun at Sentosa was transformed into a tiring muscle ache, a coffee-black tan and peeling skin. I wonder if it hurts the Reptilia to peel and shed just as much.
The day before, volleyball in the late morning and early afternoon sun toasted all of us to a tender brown. Silently and subconsciously, all of us slowly attained the ripe perfection of a crisp, nice brown. As we continued to play and compliment each other on our tans, we were soon grilled a lobster red. Neither of us realised it till we were fried a painful reddish black.
When I looked into the Sentosa toilet mirror, I had an even tan with a nice red patch across my nose and cheeks. Later, this red patch grew in strength and dominated my whole face. I was so burnt.
In the comforts of my home, I checked the damage done by the fiery heat and saw my reddish-black shoulders and knew I was in for a peeling surprise.
Right now, I need MoiSturiZer.
PS: Please do not be shocked by my SGCBT (sun-grilled coffee-black tan)
I woke up with sore shoulders and luscious lips (fine, it's swollen lips that itch, hurt and peel around the edges). The magic of the fun-under-the-sun at Sentosa was transformed into a tiring muscle ache, a coffee-black tan and peeling skin. I wonder if it hurts the Reptilia to peel and shed just as much.
The day before, volleyball in the late morning and early afternoon sun toasted all of us to a tender brown. Silently and subconsciously, all of us slowly attained the ripe perfection of a crisp, nice brown. As we continued to play and compliment each other on our tans, we were soon grilled a lobster red. Neither of us realised it till we were fried a painful reddish black.
When I looked into the Sentosa toilet mirror, I had an even tan with a nice red patch across my nose and cheeks. Later, this red patch grew in strength and dominated my whole face. I was so burnt.
In the comforts of my home, I checked the damage done by the fiery heat and saw my reddish-black shoulders and knew I was in for a peeling surprise.
Right now, I need MoiSturiZer.
PS: Please do not be shocked by my SGCBT (sun-grilled coffee-black tan)
Sunday, April 25, 2004
I'm back. And I'm feeling Lazy. L-A-Z-Y. End of exams. No more stress. Freedom. F-R-E-E-D-O-M. And it's so much easier staying awake now. I think books ( that are examinable) have a hypnoptic effect on me. Now that they're no longer examinable...I feel this little urge to read them... ( yeah, my 4 fat lit books).
Did nothing much today, except watch the Last Samurai... and Suddenly, I was a lit student and half a movie critique again.
JT, the half-a-lit student's criticism of The Last Samurai:
1) Orientalism. The first thing they did was to portray Japan as 4 honorable little islands that were actally droplets of water that fell off some sword of some God. Makes the Samurai sound somewhat legendary, unreal. Enigmatic. Cool. Sleek. Fierce looking. Got 'seh'.
The West was portrayed as the superpower,with all the high tech weapons vs the "silk-like" swords and the way of the Samurai. The scientific vs the traditional. And... the scientific wins. And the last Samurai standing was ... Tom Cruise the American. Well, at least the Emperor didn't sign the treaty in the end...
2) Honour and Bravery. Honour's about feeling no shame... about killing the defeated ( even if it's urself). No lah. more than that. Bravery: living for your destiny. It is an honour to die in battle. wah.
2.1) Tom Cruise the prisoner reminds me of Waiting for the Barbarins by J. M. Coetzee. The Japanese called him a barbarian. And the Americans think the Samurais are the backward people. Unlike the Magistrate in WFB, Cpt Algren learnt the Jap language. The barbarians speak each others language. UhUH! So this is no allegory. (ok, I'm suffering from the exam aftermath. Nvm if I don't make sense.)
3)Woman. Japanese men in the show did not do women's chores. But Tom Cruise helped this elegant, reserved Jap woman coz " [he] is not a Japanese man". hmmm. The term MCP wasn't coined yet. But then again. MCP's not the word to describe Samurai's in the show...there's a kind of respect between the people and their duties and their willingness to do their duties to perfection that deserves *salute salute*.
4) I thought in war, the leaders don't really charge up front with the men? or do they?
5) The heroes in the show can always take on MaNY MANY men by themselves. Even when HE is the ONLY ONE LEFT.
6)Why does the show end with Tom Cruise looking upon the smile of this elegant lady? They should show the little boy. Hey, he can be the real last Samurai when he grows up. (uhUH! A sequel: The ReaL Last Samurai)
7)I think the Japanese emperor in the show acted in the play Oedipus the King. (GEK1000, EN1101 students, remember??)
7.1) Katsumomo's ( or errr... you know, that Samurai leader) son reminds me of Legolas. His arrows are faster than the guns.
8) I like this show coz it DOESN'T USE EXPLETIVES.
9) I think I'm the kind who'll cry in movie theatres. Even if I'm watching Finding Nemo.
10) I think i'm going out of point. That's why I'm only half a lit student and half a movie critique.
11) Disclaimer: all the above are my personal opinions. You can beg to differ and tell me about it... when I find out how to put up a tag board or some comments thing.
*end of story*
Did nothing much today, except watch the Last Samurai... and Suddenly, I was a lit student and half a movie critique again.
JT, the half-a-lit student's criticism of The Last Samurai:
1) Orientalism. The first thing they did was to portray Japan as 4 honorable little islands that were actally droplets of water that fell off some sword of some God. Makes the Samurai sound somewhat legendary, unreal. Enigmatic. Cool. Sleek. Fierce looking. Got 'seh'.
The West was portrayed as the superpower,with all the high tech weapons vs the "silk-like" swords and the way of the Samurai. The scientific vs the traditional. And... the scientific wins. And the last Samurai standing was ... Tom Cruise the American. Well, at least the Emperor didn't sign the treaty in the end...
2) Honour and Bravery. Honour's about feeling no shame... about killing the defeated ( even if it's urself). No lah. more than that. Bravery: living for your destiny. It is an honour to die in battle. wah.
2.1) Tom Cruise the prisoner reminds me of Waiting for the Barbarins by J. M. Coetzee. The Japanese called him a barbarian. And the Americans think the Samurais are the backward people. Unlike the Magistrate in WFB, Cpt Algren learnt the Jap language. The barbarians speak each others language. UhUH! So this is no allegory. (ok, I'm suffering from the exam aftermath. Nvm if I don't make sense.)
3)Woman. Japanese men in the show did not do women's chores. But Tom Cruise helped this elegant, reserved Jap woman coz " [he] is not a Japanese man". hmmm. The term MCP wasn't coined yet. But then again. MCP's not the word to describe Samurai's in the show...there's a kind of respect between the people and their duties and their willingness to do their duties to perfection that deserves *salute salute*.
4) I thought in war, the leaders don't really charge up front with the men? or do they?
5) The heroes in the show can always take on MaNY MANY men by themselves. Even when HE is the ONLY ONE LEFT.
6)Why does the show end with Tom Cruise looking upon the smile of this elegant lady? They should show the little boy. Hey, he can be the real last Samurai when he grows up. (uhUH! A sequel: The ReaL Last Samurai)
7)I think the Japanese emperor in the show acted in the play Oedipus the King. (GEK1000, EN1101 students, remember??)
7.1) Katsumomo's ( or errr... you know, that Samurai leader) son reminds me of Legolas. His arrows are faster than the guns.
8) I like this show coz it DOESN'T USE EXPLETIVES.
9) I think I'm the kind who'll cry in movie theatres. Even if I'm watching Finding Nemo.
10) I think i'm going out of point. That's why I'm only half a lit student and half a movie critique.
11) Disclaimer: all the above are my personal opinions. You can beg to differ and tell me about it... when I find out how to put up a tag board or some comments thing.
*end of story*
Saturday, April 24, 2004
Friday, April 23, 2004
The Light-hearted Bikini Sacarsm
I'm back. *probably announcing this to myself* and the rare few wHo'd chance upon this coz they've clicked on the wrong blog or typed something wrongly in their haste. Nevertheless, here's the comment for the moment:
Bikini's are expensive investments. First, you'd have to pay something like 50bucks... and then you'd decide that you'll probably need to get a gym membership as well. Hey, so what's the point? Just wear it, or save the money. There're better 50-bucks-worth of stuff. If it's a penny for a thought, guess how much you'd be thinking.
I'm back. *probably announcing this to myself* and the rare few wHo'd chance upon this coz they've clicked on the wrong blog or typed something wrongly in their haste. Nevertheless, here's the comment for the moment:
Bikini's are expensive investments. First, you'd have to pay something like 50bucks... and then you'd decide that you'll probably need to get a gym membership as well. Hey, so what's the point? Just wear it, or save the money. There're better 50-bucks-worth of stuff. If it's a penny for a thought, guess how much you'd be thinking.
The Cream Cracker Theory
seriously. I wonder if I should have started this blog. haha. what is a blog without an audience? for now. Or perhaps an imaginary one will do. Some authors do that. What do they call it? Apostrophe. yeah. Then again, it's more for the memories. It's just plain words. To go with it, here comes the Cream Cracker Theory.
The cream cracker theory states:
Because it's so plain, it's versatile enough to bring out the goodness of your spreads.
True ain't it... be it peanut butter or jam, sweetened condensed milk or kaya, butter or nutella... they all go with cream crackers. Same goes for life... you can be plain, old boring. Nothing special. Just nice. Yeah. But that's precisely what's so special! You may not see what's so exciting about yourself, but hey, the people around you will. Unleashed potential on its way...
seriously. I wonder if I should have started this blog. haha. what is a blog without an audience? for now. Or perhaps an imaginary one will do. Some authors do that. What do they call it? Apostrophe. yeah. Then again, it's more for the memories. It's just plain words. To go with it, here comes the Cream Cracker Theory.
The cream cracker theory states:
Because it's so plain, it's versatile enough to bring out the goodness of your spreads.
True ain't it... be it peanut butter or jam, sweetened condensed milk or kaya, butter or nutella... they all go with cream crackers. Same goes for life... you can be plain, old boring. Nothing special. Just nice. Yeah. But that's precisely what's so special! You may not see what's so exciting about yourself, but hey, the people around you will. Unleashed potential on its way...
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