10 of that please
So these tag thingums have been going around, and my Facebook feed has been filled with god-lengthy status updates, frolicking amongst Buzzfeed articles and viral kitty videos. They're reminiscent of those profile notebooks that we passed around in primary school, page after page of glittery ink and misspelled names of people you liked 100%, 90%, or 80%. Does anyone else remember this?!
I used ALL my special pens, and once blew my allowance on a set of metallic tips from Popular bookstore that were on discount. And then I found out the reason they were so cheap was because the ink had dried out on most of them, so my profile pages were always specifically in blue, green, pink, and purple. Good colours, which paved the way for an obsession with jewel tones. But that is possibly another story nobody really cares about. Much like this one.
Let's get to it. I thought I'd save the good, innocent people on my friends list the pain of an essay that they would or would not be willing to scroll through. So here I am resuscitating this dusty corner of the Internet for these lists some friends tagged me in.
Film Challenge
Tagged by my favourite film snob and person who tells me I'll like a movie but I never actually watch it until he tells me that he has it in his laptop and we set up a date to hoard a public space for a couple of hours with some takeaway sushi and random crap from NTUC. NIGEL!
There was no explained premise to this, so I'm guessing I'm putting together a list of films I like alot.
1) I Love You, Man
This was the first one that came to mind because I constantly fantasize about an open marriage with Jason Segel, Paul Rudd, and Rashida Jones. Also, this was the beginning of a very unhealthy love for pugs, even though the dog in the film is a puggle. I decided that pugs were a more attainable, less niche area of domestic animals I could have in the future.
2) Virgin Suicides
I remember trawling Livejournal for a download link to this movie back in secondary school. I felt my eyes lit up when my laptop screen filled up with the movie title in all the different fonts.
Side-note: Can you FEEL your eyes light up?
3) Marie Antoinette
One of the first films I torrented. After learning what a TORRENT was from a friend who loaded ThePirateBay on my laptop and said, "Welcome to the Internet!" Thanks, Deborah.
This film cemented my fan status for rococo, Kirsten Dunst, and that montage of desserts and pretty things. I was obsessed with it for a good, long time. A copycat edit of the dessert scene made its way into my first-year film project in school. Ask me to show it to you after a couple of drinks. It's embarrassing.
4) Velvet Goldmine
I was singing Your Song from Moulin Rouge in lecture one day, and the same Deborah that had introduced me to illegal things turned around and asked if I had seen Velvet Goldmine before. I hadn't and she passed me a CD with it in it that I kept for too long. I think I only returned it to her at the end of the next, next semester.
This film is the reason why my answer is "the early 70s" any time anyone asks which era would I like to be transported back to. This question strangely comes up quite often.
5) Real Steel
This is so fucking random but I watched this in the theatre 3 times and I didn't have to pay for any of them. I thought it was worth a mention. Also, thanks Noel.
6) Rushmore
It was one of the first Wes Anderson movies I watched, and like everybody else, started a love affair with symmetrical framing, orange-tints, and Jason Schwartzman.
7) A Beautiful Mind
This was one of those movies that Channel 5 showed on some odd weekday, with little promotion, and no big lead-up marketing to the screening. Not like when they have Harry Potter running on Saturday, where the commercials for it start about a month in advance.
I think this was in secondary school, and it just so happened that I couldn't sleep and I just switched to the channel just in time fpr the scene where Russell Crowe tilts the glass so all the light refractions were on the tablecloth.
8) Her
Something recent that made me bawl my eyes out because of how eerily on point it was. And also because Joaquin Phoenix is quite a pretty man.
9) Below, Saving Private Ryan
I'm cheating a little and lumping these two together because I like them for the same reason. These are two films that I could actually watch with my brothers together. Like, at the same time. Like, without arguing. Like, peacefully. Like, you don't understand how rare that is.
10) Good ol' P. Ramlee stuff
Again, bending the rules a little with this one, but don't you ever EVER make me choose between Pendekar Bujang Lapok and Tiga Abdul. Also, it's good leveling ground with any Malay. #teamvoiddeck
Desert Island Disc Challenge
Tagged by discerning disc devotee Ashu. Where I choose 10 albums to have with me in the event that I'm ever marooned. I think this is going to be very hard. I think I'll already say that this list is of course non-exhaustive, and if I was asked for 20 albums I would readily fill that up too. But that's not how it works, so I guess I'll have to suck it.
1) Show Your Bones - Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Gold Lion has been my power song for whenever I feel like I need to get my shit together. Actually, this entire album feels like a "Get Your Shit Together" kind of compilation that would be useful for when you're trying to survive a desert island situation.
Gold Lion has been my power song for whenever I feel like I need to get my shit together. Actually, this entire album feels like a "Get Your Shit Together" kind of compilation that would be useful for when you're trying to survive a desert island situation.
2) Lungs - Florence the Machine
I WANTED TO BE FLORENCE WELCH. I wanted to wear vintage kaftans that had long ass fringes that would dance while I perch at the top of a cliff yodelling in a golden, syrupy voice people would describe as "nymph-like" or "siren-esque". And so my tumblr phase ensues.
Not the weird part of it where you get life revelations. The one where people upload heavily filtered photos of pseudo-poignant scenes with accompanying irrelevant captions. I know you know what I'm talking about. I was that person.
3)
This December; It's One More and I'm Free - Lydia
Remember the time when Panic! At the Disco had all these elaborate song titles that read like a book? Yeah, I found Lydia during that period, and this album might has been pulled out time and time again since then. Usually when I'd like to revisit a distant eyelinered past. Or cry about something. Or force Rabani to spend some quality time with me. Usually all at the same time.
Remember the time when Panic! At the Disco had all these elaborate song titles that read like a book? Yeah, I found Lydia during that period, and this album might has been pulled out time and time again since then. Usually when I'd like to revisit a distant eyelinered past. Or cry about something. Or force Rabani to spend some quality time with me. Usually all at the same time.
4) Home - Rudimental
I really wanted to see them at Future Music Festival Asia this year. A couple of drug overdoses got in the way, but I'm still really into the rojak of voices there are this album. It's one of those something for the radio, something for the clubs, something for the music dissident kind of mix.
5) Whatever People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not - Arctic Monkeys
I was convinced I could be more like Alexa Chung if I listened to her ex-boo's stuff. I ended up really liking everything, and this will always remind me of the point in my life where I stuck a middle finger to my rotting hair extensions and snipped my tresses into a bob that I expected to have the same breeziness as Alexa's.
NOPE. I ended up with thick frizz with the not-so-occasional cow lick. My hair had NO CHILL. Still doesn't.
6) House of Balloons - The Weeknd
Just in case I get laid. Beach fornication is supposedly very sexy right.
7) Total Life Forever - Foals
I guess if you're going to be stranded, "Total Life Forever" wouldn't be the worst optimistic line you'd want to hear while trying to start a bonfire with dried coconut leaves. Doesn't hurt that it'll also make me think about Rainway 2011 (that's Laneway to you kids) and Spanish Sahara was playing while it rained so fucking hard. #FOALS4LYFE
8) An Awesome Wave - alt-J
Another one for the Laneway throwback bank. Possible alternative: The xx's XX.
9) Settle (Special Edition) - Disclosure
For the island beach party that I will end up meticulously planning and throwing for my new tribal friends. I will confirm beforehand that they do not actually want to kill and eat me by using hasty handsigns showing that I come in peace, and that I want to be with them, not in them.
Then we will proceed to have delicious Malibu cocktails against a backdrop of fairy lights and the warm fire from the roast of some exotic boar. At some point in the night, two of them will shyly come up to me and ask me to lend them The Weeknd before retreating into one of the huts to fuck.
10) Watch the Throne - Jay-Z, Kanye West, The Throne
Cannot imagine a world where I am not allowed to listen to Niggas in Paris ever.
(I know there are worse things in life lah. Like no Wi-fi.)
11) Beyonce - Beyonce
The 11th spot goes to Beyonce because whoever is making me choose these 10 albums would understand that the 11th spot would need to go to Beyonce.
20 Random Facts About Me
Ok out of all these tags, this might be the most annoying one. I'm at the point in the night where I just cannot fart out 20 quirks that you may or may not care about, ok? I also just finished facing the formatting NIGHTMARE that was the tag above, and all I want to do now is watch a nice, mindless episode of Friends and have a cup of sleepy time tea (cold. 'Cause it is very balmy and I feel like I could cut up the humidity and have it for dinner. Which I have not had yet.)
I've cut it down to 10 Random Facts About Me, in line with the other 2 tags that have frugally asked for 10. No need to be greedy.
Tagged by the fabulous Leroy, Dyan, and Nigel again (very free hor, do these kind of things).
Ok so apparently you start off with a photo of yourself. Here's a relatively recent one of me giving some love to my not-so-recent favourite dim sum dish - xiao long bao.
And then it begins!
1) I have a very frustrating relationship with my oven. We're just at different places in our lives. I want to make cookies; it doesn't.
2) I like colours named after food a lot. Mustard yellow, salmon pink, bak kut teh brown, etc.
3) One time I had a Blue Spin with my group of friends, and I ended up puking in front of a Chinese temple. I'm still awaiting my retribution. I am very, very sorry.
4) I don't like being "babe"d by people I'm only acquainted with. I lose a little respect for you, and it makes me think you're a basic blogshop girl. Or Carousell cunty. Whatever platform you associate with.
5) Meanwhile, I love a good Carousell trawl. Sometimes I search "SELLER/BUYER WARNING" to read those dedicated posts some users put up to complain (at great, GREAT length) about another user. They're dramatic and delicious.
6) To date, I have 37 necklaces and only 1 neck.
7) I am very afraid of loud, sudden, far-away noises. It gives me an uneasy sense of foreboding, like Armageddon is coming my way. Or the giant Pilsbury mascot like in Ghostbusters.
8) When I was younger, I had a bookshelf that cut off the corner of my bedroom. I used to draw a lot (which my mom didn't like), and would paste up my pictures on the back of that cupboard. It was my happy place until I came home from school one day, and all the paper had been pulled down from it and thrown away. I found out later it was my mom that took everything down. This feels like a pointless story to tell, but ya lor.
9) I was appointed monitress when I was in Primary 1. I got stripped off the role when I was assigned to take care of the class while my teacher was away one day. This boy wouldn't shut up and kept taunting me, so I lightly slapped him with a metre-long ruler. He told his dad, who complained to my teacher. What a wuss.
10) My favourite place in Singapore is Kampong Glam. It keeps it real.
AND BAM, DONE. Now you may boast of information about me that might possibly come in handy if
1) you're a potential employer and you're Googling dirt about me,
2) you're trying to get me a gift that I wouldn't re-gift/send to the Salvation Army/throw away/justkidding I'm sentimental I keep all my gifts,
3) you're just earnestly and sincerely curious about me (har har).
Not tagging anybody because I would never wish this kind of thing on ANYONE.
1) I have a very frustrating relationship with my oven. We're just at different places in our lives. I want to make cookies; it doesn't.
2) I like colours named after food a lot. Mustard yellow, salmon pink, bak kut teh brown, etc.
3) One time I had a Blue Spin with my group of friends, and I ended up puking in front of a Chinese temple. I'm still awaiting my retribution. I am very, very sorry.
4) I don't like being "babe"d by people I'm only acquainted with. I lose a little respect for you, and it makes me think you're a basic blogshop girl. Or Carousell cunty. Whatever platform you associate with.
5) Meanwhile, I love a good Carousell trawl. Sometimes I search "SELLER/BUYER WARNING" to read those dedicated posts some users put up to complain (at great, GREAT length) about another user. They're dramatic and delicious.
6) To date, I have 37 necklaces and only 1 neck.
7) I am very afraid of loud, sudden, far-away noises. It gives me an uneasy sense of foreboding, like Armageddon is coming my way. Or the giant Pilsbury mascot like in Ghostbusters.
8) When I was younger, I had a bookshelf that cut off the corner of my bedroom. I used to draw a lot (which my mom didn't like), and would paste up my pictures on the back of that cupboard. It was my happy place until I came home from school one day, and all the paper had been pulled down from it and thrown away. I found out later it was my mom that took everything down. This feels like a pointless story to tell, but ya lor.
9) I was appointed monitress when I was in Primary 1. I got stripped off the role when I was assigned to take care of the class while my teacher was away one day. This boy wouldn't shut up and kept taunting me, so I lightly slapped him with a metre-long ruler. He told his dad, who complained to my teacher. What a wuss.
10) My favourite place in Singapore is Kampong Glam. It keeps it real.
AND BAM, DONE. Now you may boast of information about me that might possibly come in handy if
1) you're a potential employer and you're Googling dirt about me,
2) you're trying to get me a gift that I wouldn't re-gift/send to the Salvation Army/throw away/justkidding I'm sentimental I keep all my gifts,
3) you're just earnestly and sincerely curious about me (har har).
Not tagging anybody because I would never wish this kind of thing on ANYONE.
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