Thursday, September 07, 2006
of dancing cows, literary retail therapy and green tea gelato.
school started with the evidence lecture today. following which we had a simple lunch at the cafe before i trotted off for my theratical foundations of crim class, whereby we were introduced to the schools of thought of liberalism vs. legal moralism vs. paternalism vs. econonism (it's not an official word yet, but it may be soon) in the concept of criminalisation.
but i know tt tt will all just be legal/philosophical mumbo-jumbo to you guys, so i'll skip tt. after class, diana, ben and i trooped off to lido to catch 'barnyard', which i really wanted to watch coz of the dancing cows.
and the animals were really cute, especially the chicks. and to me, the highlight of the movie was when the postman had come to post letters and the big male cow (although as diana has rightly pointed out, cows are all supposed to be female. male cows are bulls. sheesh.) was imitating him and teasing him without his knowing. tt part was hilarious. oh, and how is this for title of the day: "ben. a good cow."? hee hee.
but this feel-good movie made me feel old; either tt or 3d animations are getting more and more kiddish. i thought over the hedge was kiddish, but this was little better. as ben puts it, there is too much simple morality. unlike the more adult movies such as the lion king and shrek, while this movie attempts to be a little bit lion-kingish, somehow it fails to inject tt same kind of... dignity or majesty into the father-son relationship tt tt movie had. i suppose because if you don't take yourself seriously to begin with, you don't expect the audience to take you seriously when it comes to the crunch.
but still, tt nonwithstanding, the movie was colourful and entertaining, and i guess any kid would be really happy, so i'll give it tt. lalala.
diana had to leave early to have dinner at home, so ben and i had to hunt for food ourselves. i wanted japanese initially, but coz of the ridiculous queue, we ended up at borders bistro, where he ordered the rib eye steak and myself, the thick fettucine-like pasta with bacon bits in a thick creamy sauce. and a succulent yet crispy plate of calamari to share.
following tt, we visited ben's self-proclaimed "happy place" - borders bookstore. where we indulged in literary retail therapy, the only retail therapy i can actually engage in without feeling like a materialistic bimbo. ben purchased 4 books; i bought 2: the first one being the paperback edition of 'freakonomics', which i'd been interested in since i first saw it in hardcover in canada, and the second being the book by philosopher bertrand russell: 'why i am not a christian'. yay! now i have more fodder to pretend to be intellectual - and of course, more authority to back up my so-called 'lifestyle choices'.
then, because i was being a pedantic child and craving for gelato, we went back upstairs to haato, where i ordered a double scoop of green-tea and chocolate hazelnut gelato in a cone. because the store was closing, the sales girl gave me 2 humongous scoops of ice-cream; ben ordered a double scoop of vanilla and chocolate, and still he seemed to have at least a third less than myself. i got my ice-cream way before he did and yet he finished his before myself - and i eat ice-cream pretty fast.
it was a little past 10pm by this time, so it was time to head home. the bus was packed to full capacity when it came; we barely got on and i had to squeeze up the second step even though the bus driver was keen on us getting off and taking the second bus. this begs the question: assuming tt sbs transit posts tt with the increase in bus fares, efficiency will be increased with more buses arriving at peak hours and accomodation of a capacity of below 90% at such times... why does it still take at least double the standard waiting time printed on the bustop for said bus to come, and still have a literally over capacity of passenger?
you wonder where all tt extra money is going to.
tt being said, thus ends my wednesday. tomorrow i don't have an evidence lecture. yay! but it's not a free day coz i still have personal property at night. never mind. i shall go to school to get some reading done tomorrow. in the meantime... hello bertie! here i come to devour you! lalala.
now playing: hotel costes - cafe de flor
but i know tt tt will all just be legal/philosophical mumbo-jumbo to you guys, so i'll skip tt. after class, diana, ben and i trooped off to lido to catch 'barnyard', which i really wanted to watch coz of the dancing cows.
and the animals were really cute, especially the chicks. and to me, the highlight of the movie was when the postman had come to post letters and the big male cow (although as diana has rightly pointed out, cows are all supposed to be female. male cows are bulls. sheesh.) was imitating him and teasing him without his knowing. tt part was hilarious. oh, and how is this for title of the day: "ben. a good cow."? hee hee.
but this feel-good movie made me feel old; either tt or 3d animations are getting more and more kiddish. i thought over the hedge was kiddish, but this was little better. as ben puts it, there is too much simple morality. unlike the more adult movies such as the lion king and shrek, while this movie attempts to be a little bit lion-kingish, somehow it fails to inject tt same kind of... dignity or majesty into the father-son relationship tt tt movie had. i suppose because if you don't take yourself seriously to begin with, you don't expect the audience to take you seriously when it comes to the crunch.
but still, tt nonwithstanding, the movie was colourful and entertaining, and i guess any kid would be really happy, so i'll give it tt. lalala.
diana had to leave early to have dinner at home, so ben and i had to hunt for food ourselves. i wanted japanese initially, but coz of the ridiculous queue, we ended up at borders bistro, where he ordered the rib eye steak and myself, the thick fettucine-like pasta with bacon bits in a thick creamy sauce. and a succulent yet crispy plate of calamari to share.
following tt, we visited ben's self-proclaimed "happy place" - borders bookstore. where we indulged in literary retail therapy, the only retail therapy i can actually engage in without feeling like a materialistic bimbo. ben purchased 4 books; i bought 2: the first one being the paperback edition of 'freakonomics', which i'd been interested in since i first saw it in hardcover in canada, and the second being the book by philosopher bertrand russell: 'why i am not a christian'. yay! now i have more fodder to pretend to be intellectual - and of course, more authority to back up my so-called 'lifestyle choices'.
then, because i was being a pedantic child and craving for gelato, we went back upstairs to haato, where i ordered a double scoop of green-tea and chocolate hazelnut gelato in a cone. because the store was closing, the sales girl gave me 2 humongous scoops of ice-cream; ben ordered a double scoop of vanilla and chocolate, and still he seemed to have at least a third less than myself. i got my ice-cream way before he did and yet he finished his before myself - and i eat ice-cream pretty fast.
it was a little past 10pm by this time, so it was time to head home. the bus was packed to full capacity when it came; we barely got on and i had to squeeze up the second step even though the bus driver was keen on us getting off and taking the second bus. this begs the question: assuming tt sbs transit posts tt with the increase in bus fares, efficiency will be increased with more buses arriving at peak hours and accomodation of a capacity of below 90% at such times... why does it still take at least double the standard waiting time printed on the bustop for said bus to come, and still have a literally over capacity of passenger?
you wonder where all tt extra money is going to.
tt being said, thus ends my wednesday. tomorrow i don't have an evidence lecture. yay! but it's not a free day coz i still have personal property at night. never mind. i shall go to school to get some reading done tomorrow. in the meantime... hello bertie! here i come to devour you! lalala.
# posted by Kitana @ 9/07/2006 12:37:00 AM 
