Add some accompanying music, put some poetry, and our lives are just as interesting as those we see in movies. Most dramas are just a detailed analysis of one person's thoughts and/or experience over one or several events, from their entire life.
The thing with movies is that, they almost always have good endings - but not so in real life. But it's because their ending is actually just the end of that one particular event or experience, portrayed in the story. But their life, has not ended. What follows, if we imagine, would be more issues and tests. And these only end when a person dies.
Real happy endings are those achieved, upon death, when the person is in a state of iman and realisation about the real meaning of life.
I guess good endings in movies, sometimes, just help give some kind of motivation for people to deal with their own situation. Some movies motivates others to do more for themselves. Some movies are bad for you.
I should just sleep.
A soliloquy, mostly. May, be unplugged. (*unplugged* When used in an email, letter or writing of sorts, it means that it has not been edited. Any grammatical or spelling errors or words or sentences that doesn't make sense should be deciphered or ignored, whichever is easier to do.)
Sunday, November 09, 2008
a movie plot
eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;

I love this movie.
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;

I love this movie.
Labels:
a dash of poetry,
reviews
Saturday, November 08, 2008
Nadhrah Graduation Video
To enjoy the video embedded in this scrapblog, you should click on Play, then once it starts playing, you click on Pause. Come back 5 minutes later to view it without the glitches.
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the children
Thursday, November 06, 2008
dreaming big
Last night, I dreamt big. I dreamt that I grew...sideways. I think I looked like the girl who turned into a blueberry, in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory movie.

This is the image of the dream that I had. I really thought I had grown that big. So real and vivid was my dream that when I woke up, I sighed with relief to see in the mirror, that I am still the way I am.
I guess I dreamt that, because I knew I ate too much the night before.
I had 2 packets of cereal for breakfast because I was famished yesterday morning. Then I had rice with fish, for lunch. And then Aida, my good neighbour, bought some ugly and humongous Old Chang Kee curry puff for us, after work. At home, I ate one.
Then I went into the kitchen and saw that actually Rus had already cooked for us - and we have been missing dinner quite a lot lately, and I felt bad. So I ate a little bit of rice.. again.
Then Hanaa, made me a piece of smore............. which I ate also. And at that point, I had the image of me, eating and eating and eating and eating. Then, the dream.
I'm going to put that image of my dream, on my desk, so as to remind me of what I do not aim to be. So that I don't snack when I am not hungry.

This is the image of the dream that I had. I really thought I had grown that big. So real and vivid was my dream that when I woke up, I sighed with relief to see in the mirror, that I am still the way I am.
I guess I dreamt that, because I knew I ate too much the night before.
I had 2 packets of cereal for breakfast because I was famished yesterday morning. Then I had rice with fish, for lunch. And then Aida, my good neighbour, bought some ugly and humongous Old Chang Kee curry puff for us, after work. At home, I ate one.
Then I went into the kitchen and saw that actually Rus had already cooked for us - and we have been missing dinner quite a lot lately, and I felt bad. So I ate a little bit of rice.. again.
Then Hanaa, made me a piece of smore............. which I ate also. And at that point, I had the image of me, eating and eating and eating and eating. Then, the dream.
I'm going to put that image of my dream, on my desk, so as to remind me of what I do not aim to be. So that I don't snack when I am not hungry.
Labels:
kaza wa kaza,
me-myself
Sunday, November 02, 2008
Wonderful marriage
this weekend, marlina a.k.a. Pink & Alfian got married. I don't have anything to say, except ALHAMDULILLAH. Oh and my doa's for their happiness, and contentment with each other, till the next World. Ameen. Yes. I'm kind of tired.












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Gatherings,
pictures
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