Reignition of Beautiful Lies

So yeah, borrowed a couple of books from the library with the help of Ron on Sunday. Somehow, most of them came from the young adults section. Not that I have a gripe with that. Just an observation that how much young adult books still entertain me.

One book that I came across was called Emily Strange: Stranger & Stranger.

To my understanding, Emily Strange was based on a brand. A clothing brand or something. It features a image of a young, goth-like girl who has all these weird collection or something. But that's all I know. The last I read was Chloe Grace Moretz, of Hit-Girl fame, was in talks to star as the titular character in a film. But there has been no update so far on that project...

Anyhoo... Finished the book within a day and a half, if not for those pestering NS work..

Emily Strange is quite an awesome book. As in, the style of writing (First-person Narrative) is so juvenile, but at the same time, the ideas and the way Emily presents herself says otherwise. She is still a kid, but with a huge ego and she collects weird things. And she has this sense of respect for obscure heroes/celebrities from the past that kids her age don't normally do. Like Marlene Dietrich. Hell I don't even know her, except that I heard her name in a Wes Anderson movie.

What's the next interesting thing about her? Oh she invented a cat-translator, created a golem named Raven (a robot made from carcasses of birds and random things) and managed to duplicate herself by mistake.

I've read/watched movies where main characters clone themselves and then faces an ethical dilemma. This was a different approach. Because Emily is such an unorthodox character, but somehow you can imagine her being a real person in our world with her vulnerabilities, insecurities and ego. Then reading the book in Emily's voice is quite a delight.

Parts I liked:
1. Her doubts about herself as to whether she was the real Emily or not.
2. Suspicions about "OtherMe", as she calls the other Emily.
2. Her discovery of her duplicate being the evil-doer (Predictable, saw it coming but nonetheless awesome)
4. Her plan of stitching her evil twin to herself in the end. (Yeah, gotta have the suspend of disbelief)
5. The snakeskin-like peel

Anyway, you have all these fictional inventions, which I rarely encounter in books, and the characters are so absurd that it sucks you into that fantasy world.

However, I'm surprised how mature this book is. As in, for a young adult fiction book, it explores many themes, like identity and coming to terms with your own flaws. I'm sure there are other themes, but I missed them. Maybe I forgot how young adult books were like, but this was a decent, good read for the marathon start.

Yeah, I vow to start reading books again. It will be part of my daily life from now on. Neil Gaiman, Chuck Palahniuk and Haruki Murakami, I'm coming for you guys. Just wait... And maybe some Stephen King books.

Which book shall I read next?

I apologise for this hasty, lousy post=/ Aite, goodnight. THANKS LIBRARY AND RONNIE

Short Film Ahoy~!

Back in March, I decided to capture some footage of Eastpoint and wanted to do a documentary regarding the residents' sentiments on the mall itself. But people were camera-shy and I had approached them in the wrong manner. A man stopped what I was doing and reprimanded me for not introducing myself to people proper.

I deserved that. Should have known better. Skills are rusty, I guess..

After some time, an idea came to my mind. The theme "Change". It was a theme that resonated with me deeply, since stupid NS had disrupted all my dreams and then tearing my intricate layers one by one. Thank God, I'm the self-aware type...

So this is a result of me trying to reflect upon my thoughts and also showing clips of an empty Eastpoint. Both seems to go hand in hand anyway.

Gah, I think I did a horrible job explaining. Need to sort out the vocabulary in that brain of mine..

Just enjoy the video=D

Some Sickly Perspective

There's no better way to put this: Hooray, I'm sick!

Got diagnosed with dengue fever a few days back. Fever was as high as 39.1 degrees. Now I'm just having sporadic pains in all parts of my body and the constant sleepiness. Not to mention, I've lost interest in, literally, everything except for piano.

It's awfully lonely to be in this miserable, big house. With everyone busy with their commitments, no one has the time to put a cold ice towel on my forehead, to wake me up for dinner, to apply ointment on my uncomfortable, gassy stomach...  To spend time with me generally. I'm sick and I'm managing on my own. Pretty much like my elder sister when she's sick...

I don't even know how the hell did I got bitten by a damn mosquito! I'm the only one out of the 44 people in my driving course group who got bit. And I was so near to completing my driving course. Now there's a chance I gotta recourse. Which means retaking all the tests that I've passed. And I don't want to report to that camp anymore! It's such a depressing place. It starts so early and it ends late.

The whole army experience is making me grow backwards and making me hate myself even more. You know the feeling of being in a like-minded group of friends and then you're forced to watch your friends move on faster and faster while you're the damn tortoise who just crawls ever so slowly. After a while, you start to realize, "We're not on the same frequency here. Maybe we should stop being friends. All I'm doing is pulling you guys back and offer nothing beneficial to you."

Of course I want to continue being friends with these people, but I look at them, and they don't look back at me, even when I'm sick. And new friends are always hard for me to make. Especially when people are already in cliques.

But I appreciate the Security Flight people from my squadron. Some of them actually came down to the hospital to check up on me after work. Which is the least they have done and I'm grateful. Thanks Shermund, Oswin and Aaron..=)