pirates of the caribbean: at world's end

"nobody move! i dropped me brain!"

after almost three hours of sitting on plush chairs, that was what i could come up with. whilst some scenes were engaging and encouraged suspense (namely the action scenes), others were purely dragging. granted, without those scenes, we wouln't be able to make head or tail of what was happening or why there was a giant woman standing on the black pearl.

with betrayal being a main part of the story, there were too much of a labyrinth of plots and sometimes, it was quite hard to figure out who was betraying whom. the sheer number of main characters also added to the confusion.

however, pirates 3 did answer a lot of the questions raised in the first two movies, a perfect end to the trilogy. it did tie up beautifully(despite the long sequence), although i did detest sitting through the entire credits for the last remaining scene. that's what the fast forward button on the dvd is for.

hot date

it's rare to have time to spend with my cousin and even rarer to have the both of us sitting in my room in total silence; comfortable silence. granted, we didn't spend all that time in total silence with me and my photos and her with a cosmo mag. true to being girls we looked at photos and raided my wardrobe. she got away with a dress for herself and a newish school bag for her brother.

we talked too. from boys to...actually mostly just about boys. i wondered, how did she get so wise? it wasn't too long ago that she was anti-God/church/parents. i do marvel at the change God brought into her life. i sincerely pray that she will continue to seek God in everything.

you know when you are getting older...

...when your body takes longer than a day to recover from lack of sleep.

yesterday, i had a three hour exercise demonstration class by lisa westlake. it was quite interesting to hear her talk about her experience of aerobics in the eighties when it first started out, how it has progressed over the years to doing bumwalks to more specialised routines, les mills and leotards reminiscent of aerobics instructors from the eighties. she also went through the principles of teaching an exercise class in theory as well as practice. all interesting stuff. by the end of it, the whole class of fourth years were sweating like pigs in the sauna; as was i.

this whole thing made me realise how much i dislike talking let alone teaching to a whole bunch of people from the stage. there are so many things you have to think about when you're a physio teaching an exercise class! motivation, making sure there are options for those who aren't that fit or incapable of learning certain steps or keeping to the beat.

probably not where i want to end up doing, but knowing all these should be good for me...

the world is crushing
i need to get away
wanting is one thing
experience is different
total desintergration of expectations

08.05.07

spiderman 3

spiderman 3 was a little disappointing for a three billion budgeted film. granted, the choreographed action scenes were good but what's with peter parker's fingerpointing at girls whilst strolling down the street? don't get me wrong, it was entertaining; a bit of comedy here, some action there, explosions.

i liked the darker look of peter parker. the emo hair, the dark clothes, the dance at the jazz bar (maybe a bit of the black eye makeup). but that's not what spiderman is about, is it?

everyone has a darker side and what we do with it is the choice we have to make. even when we fall, there is a chance of redemption, and to make things right. peter tries to make restitution by separating eddie brock from the symbiote but the 'being bad makes me happy' brock is reluctant to part with it. cain marko aka sandman sought forgiveness and showed his remorse over ben parker's death even if it was an accident.

little plastic soldiers

how do you guard your heart? realistically practically speaking. seek God, wait on Him, take things slow, phase of your life. studies, career, exams. ask your father. and advice. what to do when he does this. or that. or both. oohs, ahhs, hmms. sus him out. do you have a go between? when are you seeing him? did you have a good time? what did you do? what did HE do?

hey, all these doesn't help. seriously. you think you may be helping but you're not. somethings i need to figure out for myself and i'm really grateful for your listening. i'm grateful that you're taking interest in my life. i rant, i rave but...

thanks beautiful, for your challenging questions. thanks for keeping me accountable.