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"My daughter, Lily-Rose, was about three when i was making Pirates of teh Caribbean. When people asked her what your parents do, she said 'My mummy is a singer and my daddy's a pirate.' Now Rose is five and Jack is two. Jack still thinks i'm a pirate, disguised as Willy Wonka. Lily-Rose is coming to terms with the fact that daddy is schizophrenic." --- Johnny Depp
Friday, July 29, 2005
[by the way i tried to say]
Smalltown Dance by Judith Wright Two women find the square-root of a sheet. That is an ancient dance: arms wide: together: again: two forward steps: hands meet your partner's once and twice. That white expanse reduces to a neat compression fitting in the smallest space a sheet can pack in on a cupboard shelf. High scented walls there were of flapping white when I was small, myself I walked between them, playing Out of Sight. Simpler than arms, they wrapped and comforted- clean corridors of hiding, roofed with blue- saying, Your sins too are made Monday-new; and see, ahead that glimpse of unobstructed waiting green. Run, run before your are seen. But women know the scale of possibility, the limit of opportunity, the fence, how little chance there is of getting out. The sheets that tug sometimes struggle from the peg, don't travel far. Might symbolise something. Knowing where danger lies you have to keep things orderly. The household budget will not stretch to more. And they can demonstrate it in a dance. First pull those wallowing white dreamers down, spread arms: then close them. Fold those beckoning roads to come impossible world, put them away and close the cupboard door. one of the things i'm most afraid of.
Wednesday, July 27, 2005
[by the way i tried to say]
the thing about 3d objects is that no matter which snapshot angle yu look at them from, there will always be a portion that is hidden, and yu can never see the whole object as an entity from just one angle. i suppose this is what makes them real.
Sunday, July 24, 2005
[by the way i tried to say]
'You must be dead because i... i can't feel anything anymore.' --- Elliott to ET, in ET the extra terrestrial
Friday, July 22, 2005
[by the way i tried to say]
amazing things about my name i never knew for the past 18 years:
by rearranging the letters in my name i get -her name is- so -her name is- shermaine hahahhahaa
when yu try to type shermaine into a hp in dictionary mode, chances are it'll show -shermagod- so in black lingo, -she r ma god-
sherma is supposed to be the name of a hero from Hindu legends
pronouncing shermagne is similar to pronouncing shermaine, just that like charlemagne means charles the great, shermagne means sher the great
ok my head is inflating at a tremendous rate now hahahhahahahaaha
[by the way i tried to say]
a girl who is not flattered by attention from the opposite sex is a girl with class. and i respect that fact.
[Listening to: 7 years and 50 days by groove coverage]
Thursday, July 21, 2005
[by the way i tried to say]
im quite won over by lost. was watching it at first bcos of all the hype and seductive trailers they've been showing since march, watching it now bcos im pretty hooked. the suspense the intrigue the development of human nature and the way a bit more background knowledge is revealed about each character each episode draws me in like the blockbuster drama it is should. i like the way drama in this case includes so many people in its plot, and focuses on the interaction between all of them, rather than revolve around 2 people with the rest as periphery like many ahem jap/korean/taiwanese dramas i've seen. one of the msges i appreciate is that people are never simple, everyone has a background, but everyone has a future too, and your background may shape who yu are, but will never define what yu can do. one thing about the show though- it wraps up each episode on each character too cleanly, with minimal repercussions, but i suppose this is necessary to move the show along, and it makes for better watching anyway.
[Listening to: day that i die by good charlotte]
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
[by the way i tried to say]
i have a theory- that the attraction between 2 pple, not counting lust, can only be like and not love till they experience a tremendous external event or obstacle that, just through the process of going through it together, forms a special bond between them, or maybe fortifies the initial interest they had in each other. people are together bcos of like, or bcos they're bound by duty, or even habit, seldom bcos of love. worry, panic and the pure need for self-survival brings about the worst and the best in pple, and only when yu see all sides of a person do yu really accept him for who he is and then love him. of course, the definition of a tremendous external event is broad and one that i find more relevant to most would be time. time is a test in itself, and with time more and more of a person is revealed, and loving a person means loving him wholly, flaws and all. i see love between an old couple that have been together decades, i see like between a young couple still finding out where they stand.
needless to say i question romeo and juliet, one of the most famous romantic tragedies of all time. i believe they could have found love eventually, but by killing themselves out of love, they killed their chances of love. maybe that means i can never be a romantic, who knows.
[Listening to: back at one by brian mcknight]
Sunday, July 17, 2005
[by the way i tried to say]
i have the most gorgeous cherries i've ever seen in my fridge at the moment. i think they were self-delusional and thought they were plums and thus grew huge and deep red and are insanely sweet. they're like the perfect apple the witch gave to snow white just that they're not apples they're cherries. and i have a whole bag of them. and they're all mineeeee. maybe they're genetically modified.
[Listening to: the best i ever had by vertical horizon]
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
[by the way i tried to say]
in genso maden saiyuki, the monk is my favourite character. he does everything a monk shouldn't do, from smoking to gambling to carrying a hand gun and not hesitating to use it either. and the most ironic thing is that he may be a monk, but he dismisses the gods and instead believes in himself and not anyone else. but what's interesting is that he essentially helps people and remains good despite all the vices that he indulges in.
when we were younger we were told tt gambling smoking drinking sleeping around are all bad. and so yu assume tt any engagement in those activities would instantly mean yu're a bad person. but then if yu think about it, are all those activities and being a good person actually mutually exclusive? what if yu have certain precious qualities tt no one else has, but it so happens that yu have several bad habits too? everyone is an individual, don't be too quick to say he's bad.