put quentin tarantino and the drama csi together and what do you get?
heart-throbbing, seat-gripping, nails-biting episode of violence and blood... all at its best.
you see, if an episode of a drama is that compelling for me to actually start writing in my blog for the sake of it, you know how good it is. i was practically screaming away and held my breath, praying that the victim in this season finale (nick, by the way, was kidnapped and thrown into a coffin, buried with 12 hours of oxygen supply)... and i'm telling you.. this is MY KIND of violence. totally..
but well, unless you watch it, you won't understand me. but surely if you've seen other quentin tarantino stuffs.. you'll know his magic - music behind sadistic scenes, big cinematic-feel scenes... you don't know what you missed.
wow.. it's end of july already. that's too fast.. way too fast man. school's opening.. my job ends this friday.. i'm actually missing school. who am i kidding?
i slipped and fell at home yesterday. because i ran out of the toilet, wanting to open the door for my mother who just got back from the market.. so i slipped.. flew... my arm scrapped the tv beside me and CRASHED.. i landed on my bum. so now.. it is a pain in my @ss. literally.
and what is it with that superstar show? i'm telling you... JONES SHI KANG JUN is the true superstar of singapore (because i heard him do live at the zpop concert). no fight. no one even comes close.
listening to: jin roh ost - grace omega
whatever you want here
