Sunday, August 26, 2012

Dear diary...

... I write to you, because I know you don't judge me, unlike a certain self-hating Asian with an ego a million times bigger than his business.

You know what? I hate when people are nice to you as and when they feel like it.

NOTE : I'm not referring to anyone in particular. Jangan perasan, k. Or as they say in English, don't self-conscious. Ha ha ha ha ha.

When they're in a good mood, they like you. When they're not, all of a sudden, you're their punching bag. Where's the sense in that?! I know that I do this at times, too, but you know what? I don't do this on the regular. Can't say the same for some, though.

Ah, but enough about that. The other day I was thinking about that movie, 'The Sleeping Dictionary', which was filmed right here, in Sarawak. Back then, I didn't know who Jessica Alba was(who did?!?!) and when someone told me the movie title, I literally imagined an intricately-designed tome, with its eyes, complete with eyelashes, shut. I never even imagined it to be what it really was; a C-grade porno with more storyline than action.

Jessica Alba played an Iban girl. Hugh Dancy acted as some dude from England who came to Sarawak. He was supposed to, what, learn about the Ibans, their language and culture and stuff? IDK, the last time I watched this was, like, 7 years ago, so what I say may be a little inaccurate.

From what I remember, Jessica Alba, whose name was Selima(that doesn't sound like any Iban name I've ever heard) in the movie, was just a glorified prostitute. OK, maybe not prostitute, because you have to pay for their services. Selima? She more or less did it for free, and then some.

She was supposed to teach John(Hugh Dancy) how to speak Iban, and also about the Iban culture. There are just a couple things I'd like to point out first, before I go on:-

1. Teach John how to speak Iban? Puh-leaze! Her Iban is worse than mine, and that's saying a lot! Oh, and don't get me started on her stereotypical stupid-foreigner accent she uses when she speaks English in the movie. I shudder.

2. I bet you're wondering, "How is she like a prostitute, then, if the only thing she's supposed to be doing is teach a white guy about Ibans?" I'll tell you how. She's supposed to sleep with him(hence the title 'Sleeping Dictionary), while teaching him how to speak Iban. I don't get how that even works. Does he download info, or does she upload it? Does that mean my pendrives were having sex with my laptop this whole time? Damn, I had no idea!

Needless to say, I absolutely hated this movie. While there is absolutely no denying that some Brits did actually boink a few locals, there is no recorded proof that they were asking for it, just so they could learn about Ibans. That is probably the most stupid thing I've ever heard in my whole entire life, and I've heard some pretty stupid things.

And the ending? Dumb!!!!! That John guy, whose name is so typical BTW(John Smith, to name a few, John Watson, Long JOHN Silver), was more or less chased back to England, because he fell in love with Selima. How unrealistic is that?! Wanna know why I think that's unrealistic? You don't? Too bad, I'm telling you anyway.

It's because Asians are obsessed with Whites. Their No. 1 goal in life is to find a foreign partner. *rolls eyes* I'm not saying all, just a vast majority. ;-)

When John went back to England, he got married to some lady with dark curly hair(I think). When he went back to Sarawak for a visit, he went to the river where Selima was(or something like that), and there was this Caucasian baby right there. Blonde hair and everything. Logically speaking, that's genetically impossible! His hair should be dark. Or something.

Ugh, stupid movie. I hope that no one who watches this movie actually thinks that Iban girls did this back then.

And did I mention that I hate the stupid-foreigner accents they used when speaking English? Ugh, hate hate hate!

Monday, June 25, 2012

I got bored today so I...

... decided to start an online verbal(text, really) war.

Typical Atheist against religion? Too cliché.

Apple against Android? Sick of that.

Everything was just too ... too mainstream!

So I just went on a forum and said a few choice words about Justin Bieber and Taylor Swift. Those few sparks really ignited an inferno. Not that I'm saying that using JB and Aunt Agony are more 'hardcore' than what I could say in religious wars(yes, the Apple&Android war is considered religious to me); I'm just saying that the people in their fanbase are sooo easy to manipulate and anger.

Dance, for me, puppets, dance!

Friday, June 22, 2012

Sooo Sick of Blogs!

I'm just wondering; did I delete all my older posts? Wow, talk about needing a hobby.

For the past two days I've been having these really sick dreams.

The first night, I dreamt someone called me on my iPad(yeah, I wish I had one) via FaceTime. It was someone I once knew, a person I would gladly call WhiteJerker. :-)

Needless to say, even my dream-self was sort of a bitch. I hung up on him, and the feeling I had after that was sinfully delicious.

Anyway...

There's absolutely nothing to blog about. I could totally dramatise my whole life, and make it into a novel, which would be [sort of] fictitious. You know what? I'll do that.

So sick of reading blogs about people's boring lives, including my own!

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Title-less

Hi! Welcome to my blog. My name's not Bebiche by the way. That's just a name a friend of mine gave to a baby orang utan. Namely, this orang utan.

It's an orang utan I took a picture of at a wilderness preserve. Cute, isn't it? My friend went so gaga over it that he decided to name it 'Bebiche.' Sometimes I wonder what that guy is on... Ha ha ha.

Anyway, this is my new blog. I shut down my other blog 'cause, well, I never updated it. This is my new one and, like in my old one, my first post shall be about my school. Or should I say, 'former school'?


You see, I just finished high school. Hence why I used the word 'former'. When I was in school, I always thought to myself, "When is this torture going to end?!" But now that I'm done with school, I sort of miss it. Just the school days and not the school itself. Don't misunderstand me. I have my own reasons why I don't quite like the school. Anyway, back to the point. My school, or rather, the school administrators, pride themselves on their school's 'originality' and 'individuality'. Or, at least, they'd like to think they do. But I do have proof that contradicts what they put so much pride in.
  1. Their so-called 'originality' and 'individuality'.
  2. And also their school logo.
No offense to my school, though. I do love my school in my own way but I just don't like how they put off everything as their own. The truth will prevail.

I bet you all are confused, huh? Well, before I explain myself, let me give you a little history lesson.

My school was set up in the 1970's. Specifically, in the year 1977. It started off with about 13 teachers and 320 students. This is my school's logo:-



The logo itself has many meanings. I shall tell you what they mean.

The Shield
- The shield represents the mental and physical durability of a student which will, in time, determine the student's achievements. Meaning, if they're smart and stuff, they can go the distance, etc etc...

The Black Circle in the Middle
- It represents the ... surroundings?... in one's life. DON'T LAUGH AT MY TRANSLATION.

The Lamp
- Represents the student's knowledge which will determine his/her future.

Yellow
- Represents the discipline of the students and the teachers.

Blue
- It represents self esteem and respect which will produce a peaceful atmosphere to study and teach in.

Now, I have no doubt at all that the person who did this and gave the logo a meaning meant well. All I'm saying is that... Well, let me just show you.

Now, to show you people what I mean, I'll need to shed some light on a certain movement, Scripture Union. The Scripture Union was founded by Josiah Spiers in the year 1867. The SU's goal is to reach out to everyone and use the Bible to inspire them. In a nutshell, it's a Christian movement. The SU was only registered under the Society Act in 1961, which means that the movement had existed way before my school did. Now, take a look at the SU's symbol.


Don't mind the comic in the background. Look at the symbol.


I flipped my school's logo around. Do you see the similarity? I do. And with that, I bid you all adieu. I wanna eat lunch. BYE

Crystal~