Friday, August 26, 2011

Megamind.

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I wrote a few sentences. Albeit, controlled, suppressed. Just the way I don't like 'em. So here goes. A rewritten piece. 'Naked, vulnerable and..' OK you find that other word to complete the usual three-rule.

I loved every single thing about the movie. The fact that Will Ferrell act as the voice behind Megamind. The incredibly sexy, talented Tina Fey. And that oh-so charming smug smuck off arrogance from the City's saviour himself, played by Brad Pitt.

I've lost count actually, how many times have I wandered along the stretch of imaginary realm. Lost in child like fantasy - watching this movie. Over and over and over again. I can practically chuck out line after lines from this movie. Well, at least for the first 10-20 minutes. The extend of how quite an all-time favourited this movie is to me.

The point I'm arriving after much dilly dallying to is - I can relate. I can relate with Megamind on so many levels emotionally. Being the outcast, the least wanted pestilent creature. 'The screw-up, the black sheep, the bad boy' where 'fitting in wasn't really an option.'

While not exactly an outcast, I've always felt solitary, even in numbers I tend to go to that quiet corner of my mind and having a long, long conversation with myself.

Megamind wasn't half as bad as he tried so hard to potray, he was a child at heart, never really grew up while still having that one lifelong, unfulfilled desire to be accepted and validated as a member of the society. He was a genius. And often in the case of geniuses - we're the victim of our own intellect, misunderstood. Outcasted. For people grew paranoid of people who doesn't stick to the rules of norm.

He was deprived of home in his formative years. Where to be accepted was to be outcasted in itself. High security cell prison.

If anything, he viewed his arch nemesis, one Metroman as a friend more than anything he ever blurted out in public. For the only company he has is Minion.

I actually dunno where I'm going with this. So I'll end it here and I might edit it later.

Might not.

Megamind's awesome is all.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Gameweek 2.

Haih nak belagak kat Facebook tak dapat pulak. What are the odds of 2 pages I frequent being inaccessible at an odd time like this ? Sheeshhhhhhhhhhhh.

United 3 - Spuds 0.

Welbeck, Anderson & Rooney.

=)

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Perspective.

"One sign of failure is the slowness in which a decision is reached & the quickness of which its changed.."

.. or something like that.

- Napoleon Hill, Think & Grow Rich

Monday, August 15, 2011

Quote & Some Shits

"Champions find a way to win, losers find a way to whine.."

- Some ESPN Soccernet commentator.

Beautiful. Beautiful. More so to wipe that shit off your face. Liverpuke, Chelsea and Le' Arse all drew their games - thus the animosity.

We won. At Hawthorns no less. A sticky sticky place to come. Lucky they say. I say its the United's hallmark attribute at play yet again, the Never Say Die attitude.

United 2 - Albion Rugby Club 1

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Sunday, August 14, 2011

"Yes Offense! Non Taken!"

Liverpuke drew their first game. What a joy. These are private thoughts I don't dare tell people to their face. Loads of my buddies are apparently coming from that wrong side of the globe. And a couple of closest relatives too. But I'll have fun throwing digs at them. Yes offense! Non taken.

hi hi hi hi

*menari 'sakitkan hati orang' ala-ala Lord Mitsusahahi*

Monday, August 08, 2011

The 'Masukkan Entry' Post

Semenjak dua menjak tiga menjak ni. Malas gila nak masukkan entry. OK I'm actually stopping to ponder the phrase 'masukkan entry' as I'm typing. The redundancy of the irony. Masukkan entry. Well, skut that. I mean scrap that. Was looking for a word and ended up founding a fart instead.

So yeah, lately sangat la malas nak erm, 'masukkan entry' therefore, in the Malaysian spirit of 'goreng' time jawab soalan subjektif. This, the repetitive, redundant words & phrases shall I think, be the equivalent of an entry. To quench the thirst of the ever-loyal fans/stalkers/tits for the glimpses of genius residing behind the temple of my intellectually panoramic (read: large) forehead.

& oh we shut the trap up off our noisy neighbors whose greatest achievement, as they perceive, is eclipsing United's achievement - without bothering to actually inventing their own.


So here's the CommUnited Shield win for you fucken' Bitters out there.