The Urban Supremacy

Ooooh, I am soooo sleeply right now. Turn out that one solo Coffee Frappuccino and a small sip of Caffe Verona do not have an affect on my 'sleep' nerves. If it weren't for the tea, I would be curling up on the bed right now. Need sleep. Badly.

[Warning: The next review is written by a woman whose energy has depleted until the lowest number of 25% - Damn, I need sleep]

I went to see The Bourne Supremacy today. It was great. I've seen the preview on HBO Advance Screening about a couple week ago. Instead feeling bored, I actually enjoyed the high speed chase which was the preview (Does Russian police really uses Mercedes Benz for high speed chase?). It was great...very dramatic. I even like what Matt Damon did with the character. And I'm not even his fans. But he play Jason Bourne nicely (although reminds a
bit about his role in The Talented Mr. Ripley). The plot also good (I just rated it B+ on Yahoo! Movies). I came to see the movie with no expectation because I'm not a fans on Matt Damon. In fact, at first, I wanted to go because of Karl Urban (and only Karl Urban). So sitting there in the dark with nothing in my hands, I enjoyed the movie. It was ... memorable. I watched it with caution, sitting on the edge ... hoping that this won't turn out to be a sour one. And it's not! You know how some Hollywood movie maker looooves happy ending. So I was so worried that they ... (spoiler alert) resurect Marie in the end. But never happened, so I'm totally pleased with the ending.

Aaaand now ... to the first reason why I watch the movie. Tadaaaaa! Karl Urban. He is ... so ...
H-O-T!!! Make that triple! Totally gorgeous. I know that he's the bad guy. But I can't help it. He's the most gorgeous bad guy I've ever seen! When I was watching him, the one thing that kept popping is that he's HOT! Yes, I know I've repeated that twice. But I can't help it. I'm totally smitten. Wow! I mean WOW! I know he's amazing as Eomer. And I know that he's deadly as Lord Vaako. But this role ... is something else. So glad he took it. At first, I was affraid that he would be just some enemy Bourne had to killed. But he stole the scene (at least for me). Wow! And wow!

Wait, the old agent from the Treadstone. The only one who survived beside Bourne ... isn't he the Count Dracula on Van Helsing? Wait, gotta check.

[checking IMDb]

Oooops, nope. My bad. I think I'm mistaken him with Marton Csokas aka Celeborn in Lord of the Rings trilogy. I knew he looks familiar.

Dear Sister

It's officially 24 hours (or so) since you left. I'm watching Channel's V Double Shot Rock, which I know you really love. Too bad you're not here to shout the name of the bands (Incubus is on the screen now, before that was Train's 'Drop of Jupiter'). Then you would wish and hope so hard that Channel V would play Lostprophets (spelling?), so you could gaze at Lee Gaze aka The Blond Guitarist (your version) aka Pretty Boy Guitarist (my version).

Home is doing fine, dear sister. It's bland without you around. I spend my day on the internet. Something I haven't done for a while, because I usually drags you around somewhere (dingdong-ing, shopping, etc). But since you're out on the wild (not literally 'wild' but well...you know), I have no one to drag around. Oh btw, our dear nephew stopped by about an hour after you left. He hasn't shower yet (well, I just woke up so we're even) and wearing his red sandals, screaming 'imbang an' as he entered the house. Turned out that he drags Ni Epon to have a walk to our house. I'm so convinced that when he knows to open the gate (and have the strength), he would just take off without even saying a word. And we will find him shouting at our gate, alone! Ahh, it'll take some time but I'll be looking forward for that mischieve to happen.

Anyway, your laptop just arrived with special message not to open it until you are here. Very specific. So I'll let you check it out yourself when you're home.

Since I have nothing to do, I just surf the net. Finally decided that my Yahoo inbox should be released from its' burden carrying over 1000 mails. But before that, the MSN inbox also should be re-activated.
The Yahoo mails was a tough work, especially because I encounter the same topic all over (besides some Oprah's Book Club, some ads, some junks, and some diet tips). But it's nice to catch up about Viggo at the end. There is so much I missed (some great pictures mostly). It also reminds me how Viggo was...is the ideal man. And how uncomplicated it is to admire him (unlike with a man I see wearing helmet and driving fast car most of the time and so undecisive about his future). I remember how 'easy' to like and admire Viggo, because what's not to like about him. He's multi talented man with great personality and views. But...after some time, I got tired and decided to log off.

One good thing that you're not home is I get to explore an old hobby. And mom's WinMX trully helps. Yup, I decided to find old 'memories' that were lost when our computer's hard disc broke. I found some old tracks that we loved (and some new tracks that we love). Although all is not recovered (the live version of NpC's 'Improvvisando'), but I enjoyed the whole searching and downloading. One bad side of it all, it's that I can share the joy with you when I found the english version of Inuyasha's soundtracks. I definetely needs your help to get the lyrics.

Still watching Double Shot Rock. Fortunately, there's no Lostprophets video (yet). Oh yeah...I enjoyed the benefit of having MTV Asia back. MTV Screen showed yesterday at usual time (btw, After Skool Rock move to Tuesday). Guess what, I found another movie-to-watch, The Stepford Wives. Really entertaining. We should put it down on our list (besides The Bourne Supremacy).

Bad news for Button

Whoops...
Jenson might loose his super license - license he needs to drive in F1 - if he continue to pursue the Williams' dream. So did the CRB announce.

So Jenson, why?

Why does appearance always fool me?

Politics on the fast lane

As Jenson Button make...

Wha? Oh...you think I was going to talk about politics? The 'real' politics (how ironic seeing not much is real in politics)? Nah, I was going to talk about the politics on the fast lane...the Formula One lane that is. So as I was saying...

As Jenson Button makes the headlines all this week, thanks to his presumed illegal switch to English based Williams, I stop and wonder 'does F1 has politics too?'. One editorial at Planet F1.com (read Did Jenson remember the Webber factor?) gave me a few hint about the thought. And yes...there is politics. It's been at my face the whole time, only I was to 'fresh' to realize. And yes...there is.

One example, which I have been dreading for long, is the fact that two driver of a team cannot be an equal partner. One must be the #1, while the other must be #2. Although the most debated example of this subject is those of Ferrari, I would not go there. Instead, I would take the example those of Renault. The news of Jarno Trulli leaving Renault was not as publicised as Jenson Button leaving BAR, but the reason is a good example of this subject. Why did Jarno Trulli decide to leave? Despite holding the number 7 and winning the Monaco Grand Prix, he is second to Fernando Alonso. This fact is not loudly acknowledge, but it is silently.

The editorial I mentioned above also has some saying about the subject of "#1 and #2". Before Jenson Button make his switch, Mark Webber already become the proud driver of Williams. Mark Webber, as pointed by the main man of Williams, will be the #1 driver (he has class bla bla bla). If Jenson does move to Williams, he would be #2. I read in one of the article, somebody at Williams said that Mark Webber need a partner to 'beat', someone who 'will not pose a threat' (that somebody also said something like 'someone like Jarno Trulli'...up yours, man!). Like the the editorial's writer, I would ask the same question 'why on earth does Jenson Button want to play second fiddle for Williams?'. Being #2 driver isn't that bad if you have Micheal Schumacher as partner (read How To Love Michael Schumacher). But if somebody important already said those things...why would you be the second driver? And drop all the glory of #1 driver at the other end of the tug o'war (read Jenson - The Tug Of Love Driver). This is complicated.

It is even more complicated than football. *Phew* I only had two paragraph and I'm beat already. So why did I turn on Formula One, you may ask? Well, despite it has an ugly part of political havoc and mayhem, it's still the most exciting one-seated motor racing ever.

(But I'll be back to football as soon as the Italian Serie A starts their first kick-offs. Politics schmolitics.)

Perchè, Edgar Davids?

Why, Edgar Davids?

Will Inter give you what you are looking for?

Like my sister said, two star instead of one. (Inter has one star; one star = 10 scudetto. Juventus is the only team in Serie A that has two star for 26 scudetto.)

So why?

Are you still looking for title? Glory? Champions Cup? The Scudetto? If it is what you are looking for, wouldn't the logical choice be A.C. Milan? Proud wearer of the scudetto.

So why, Edgar Davids?

Chinese Mythical Being

You are Xuan Wu!
Mythological background: Because the turtle has a
thick, solid shell that serves as protection -
this animal is associated with stability. You
enjoy intellectual pursuits. Also, in Feng Shui (the Chinese myths behind
choosing a house), the black turtle's solidity
is used to protect from cold northern winds.

Which Chinese Mythological Being Are You?
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Fun Day

Hurrah!!!
After holding on for 2 days, I've finally had the chance to play ding dong as much as I want to. Did 6 coins for the Pop'NMusic game. We rules!!! (me and sis) Then tried on something new. Just like the ol' bang-the-moles type of game. Only with several choices of item to bang on. I rules! Got 12 tickets (sis only got 4). Anyway...it's a fun day.

Oh...the Pizza Hut was divine as always.

Oh...and the quiz. I don't understand why I'm Jacques Villenueve. I thought I'm more a Trulli-kind-of-gal. Oh whatever...


Take the F1 drivers quiz on supersonicsquirrel.net

Note: Ding dong is slank for video game. It came from the sound video games used to make...'ding dong'. Get it?