The Monday Mmmm.

Because I'm kind, four men today.

Da baddie in Blindness // A sweet English boy // A Scotsman in a suit // He's Chuck Bass

And lastly, something a little less savoury, my little bro's attempt at artwork, Dark Knight style.

Wai so bung?

Requiem for a Dream meets My Neighbour Totoro.

My friend introduced me to this genius video and I had to share... basically, it's taken clips from My Neighbour Totoro and set it to the music of "Requiem for a Tower" (which, for those who haven't seen RFAD may recognise as the music they played in Britain's Got Talent whilst a contestant was delivering a sob story), and the music is used to dramatic effect to tell a completely different story using the images. Amazing.

To the cast of gossip girl:

wai so freaking gorgeous?

Eight instances of Leighton's gorgeousness.

Which one do you think she looks best in?

*giggles*

I'm cleaning up all my floppy disks from yonks ago (oh, and Anahita, I've found two more ridiculously written film scripts for us to lol at! :)), and one of the treasures I've dugged up is a poem I wrote, I think it was for a Geography assignment, on immigration.

Anyway, the sentiment's there, I just don't think I should have introduced rhyme. It sounds funny. And the last sentence is a blatant steal from the Fargo tagline!

Tired and hungry,
Dying for food.
My brother is crying,
In a gloomy mood.

I cry for help,
They don’t understand.
I’m speaking another language,
They don’t lend their hand.

I steal some scraps.
It’s nowhere near enough.
But I am used to it now,
Living this life rough.

I’m lost in this planet,
On the run from the law.
I can’t find a home,
Living this poor.

My parents are missing,
I miss them a lot.
My heart feels like stone.
My legs tied in a knot.

But yet I keep on running,
Never looking behind.
Just me and my brother,
And my cunning and my mind.

I escaped at a young age,
I was forced to run away.
I would have been murdered,
Had I chosen to stay?

I’m now at a new place.
Somewhere I haven’t already been.
But I must be careful,
I cannot be seen.

Each road is an option,
Which way do I lead?
Will I end up in circles?
What are these signs that I can’t read?

When I entered this new country,
I thought we’d be safe.
But there are problems, here too;
They guide us away.

So I cross the border,
Wondering what this new area will bring.
A lot can happen
In the middle of nothing.

01. Summer 2008. How was it for you?
02. Who’s your favourite girl band?
03. If you ever met Ray Winstone, what would you tell him his worst performance was? Or would you stay silent?
04. What’s your favourite game to play on Wii/Playstation?
05. Who do you consider to be the ugliest actors and actresses?