every beat of my heart

Monday, October 27, 2008 @10:00 PM

Avant le commencer(?).

I swear the Channel 8 shows are getting darker and darker. I mean, seriously. In the past there was the happy jolly shows like Holland V and the Unbeatables and other exciting comedy family skits. Then there's the transition part, somewhere around 黄金路 and Metamorphosis. Yeah, slightly darker and confused plot but essentially focusing on the excitement and thrill.

And now we have the recent 叮当神探, featuring (my favorite actor) Tay Ping Hui (who I recognized as a Scorpio even before I checked his birthdate, something I pride myself on) and Dawn Yeo as the cops, as well as Shaun Chen as the antagonist with a god-complex. (essentially I'd say he was a man after my own heart, then it was revealed later in the series that he was a woman undergone a sex change so I take that statement back.)

But nonetheless, very very dark plot (which isn't necessarily bad!). The antagonist goes crazy after being set up in her medical career, then changes sex and proceeds to hunt down and murder people he knew in a series of grisly scenes with the same modus operandi. He then manipulates people in his own storyline and takes pleasure in heartless actions and all. Then he proclaims himself the ultimate victor and falls off a building on his own will. (is this what I had previously envisioned myself to be in the future? Who knows.)

And then of course there's the backstory of the tussling love between the two cops and their jobs and another one about a pair of tortured siblings fighting for vengeance.

BUT ESSENTIALLY the media is getting darker and darker. See the Dark Knight! Can't even see him.

Ur hur.

Anyway, was wondering if it was possible if someone could just. Die. Like, nothing's wrong, but his heart just suddenly stops beating. Not a heart attack or anything. The muscles just stop. Then the person just dies. Gonna write something around these lines later, but don't count on it.

Oh, and really, really, really sincere apologies to Weng Hong and Jarret and all the other people who had difficulty going home from my place. I'm such a bad host. D:

I'll come around to making a list of What-To-Do-During-The-Holidays-When-Everyone-Is-Away-For-OIP later.

Ah, which reminds me. I had an awful dream a few nights ago. This one's special, in that the voice inside my head wasn't in it. (I was, you just can't remember it, dumbass.) But it was awful nonetheless. Some really outrageous things that made me wanna punch whoever-was-involved but. Heck, why did I hold back again!? Oh yeah. Personal goal to not let jealousy get the best of me.

Screw, my plastic gun thing is spoiled coz Jarret came over! It was working perfectly well yesterday. Now you can't even pull the trigger. Pew pew!

(note to self: post the TED talks as well as a certain part of a conversation I seem to have forgotten on a later date.)

Ugh, I'm tired.

But I don't know why, I really don't want to go to sleep. I'm scared of my dreams. Seriously.

Sigh. If only things just naturally worked out.