CONFESSIONS 告白

♪ Last Flowers- Radiohead

TODAY. i feel that i need to thank, credit and spread my love for this movie.
disclaimer: i have never, NEVER, N E V E R fell in love with a movie before. i love this movie so much, i really do, therefore my judgement might be clouded and... yeh.... i do not see any bad in this film. you can dont believe me, but i highly suggest you should.
well a lil bit bout me, i dislike movies, i very much prefer tv shows, dramas, sitcoms etc etc, im just not much of a movie goer, you see. even though im a effects/ film student, its very hard for me to appreciate films, esp old films, i. i just cant. i get bored and twitchy and its just me, i cant sit through an artsy/a-lot-of-meaning-film. i want to, but i cant. :( but im learning, slowly.
anyway, so i watched this movie early this year, i saw the trailer when it came out 2010 or 2011 but never got to watch it. vivi borrowed it from the library so i borrowed it from her, yarrrhhh! so enough background info.
firstly, if i could read japanese, or if there was an english translated version, I WILL READ THE SHIT OUT OF THE BOOK.

SO SEXY. how can a book cover be so damn sexi.

 Jizz. 

 So the movie poster is awesome too, so very supar japanese. i like, a lot. 

poster looking so fucking innocent, like a normal high school drama shit. so much contrast to the real deal.

 SO MUCH MEANING. holyyyyyy, there is so much fucks and fucks and fucks, ughhhh this fucking film made me think so much, and i hate thinking!!! and yet i love the fact that it 'woke' me up in the sense the film's order of scenario/situations to happen was so well crafted and not hollywood style at all. UGHHH so much admiration. i guess you could say -flashback(s)- is the backbone of this film. i love the fact that you can go into every different character's mind/persona and really feel what emotion he/she is going through. UGGGGHHHHHHHH l o v e i t o m g g u y z s o g o o o o d .

ANYWAY. the fucking cinematography, is a fucking genius by itself. holyyyy. crap, the fucking camera angles and shit. is so mind blowing, so scenic, yet bringing in so much emotion and.... meaning. yeh. meaning. 

i screen captured a lot of scenes from the film. i cant praise the cinematography/er more than i already am. 

 the fucking color grading of this film is so beautiful as well, looks so, sad. :'( wo yao ku. 

 i love the mighty amount of head room. so much space lingering around. 

 OH AND THE VISUAL EFFECTS. fuck. just, fuck. the visual effects in this film is so fucking beautiful, there isnt any other word to describe it. 

all the slow mo and close ups as well, fuck. 

the camera angles, so full of life, and yet whats being projected on the big screen portrays so much death and  hatred.

 btw i think shes fucking pretty.

so much, loneliness. and sadness and  it moves you, so much.
i really love the storyline and the whole feel of it.
i love the relationship between the characters.
i love the hate they have for each other.

this film is just brilliant. it is a work of art. it hurts me, pains me and makes me feel queasy, and i love that it does all this to me.

This film has SO, so much influence on me. it ways i cannot describe. (i want to kill my school mates. lol jk not)

that is all. watch this fucking film. fucking buy the dvd.

goodpie.

Love,
Acey cakey

I shut my bathroom door behind me. The music blasting from my speakers welcome me as I step on to the brown furry rug beneath my feet. I remember all the people I warn not to step on my carpets and rugs before washing their feet and chuckle at the thought floating above my head. (insert laugh track here lol) I dry my hair with the wet towel and head straight to my laptop, as if it’s almost innate. Bad habit. I cant even be 15 mins away form the computer. What is this. I check youtube, twitter then facebook. Am I even expecting something? Nahhhhh. I put on a fresh pair of pajamas and use my towel to wipe my phone. Good habit. Can you imagine all the dirt and germs your phone collects in a day?! Disgusting doesn’t even cover the grossness. 

I walk towards the make-up table and apply some v-cream shit on to my plummy cheeks. I hate my cheeks, they are so fat, do not get my started. I dip my fingers into the white creamy substance (lol) and apply the thick consistency onto my cheeks. My face has become quite dry and flakey the past few weeks…. I circle the v-cream, clockwise, hoping, praying, that maybe one day, after 1 year of using this useless product, that my face will slim down to a, Megan Fox size? Please? 

I turn off my alien ware as I refuse to sit or go anywhere with my fresh, soft and clean PJs. (yes, not even my own chair, in my room. ) I lie on my bed and almost like second nature, I tapped the twitter icon on my iphone. What has social media done to meeeeeeeeeeee. My subconscious scoffs at me as I scroll through the tweets; the foodie tweets: “I AM SO HUNGRYYYY!”

 the complaint queen tweets: “I had to carry three text books home today so now I'm dying.” 

And the emotional tweets: “I hide things so well, I forget where they are sometimes.” 

Sometimes I wonder why I even bother ‘caring’ about other people’s lives. Laugh out loud.

I put my phone down carefully on the bed side table and start to make my bed. I have to, HAVE to sleep in a nest, north, east and west must be barricaded. I lie down and plug in the charger to my phone and put it next to me, on top of my green tofu plush. I have 2 huge puffy blankets, I have no idea what they’re called, but I love them so much. (and my small pillow toooo) Such comfort should be accompanied by a certain sexy boy. Jk. Not. Anyway. So usually at this time I would be snuggled up like a hotdog between 2 buns, surfing the internet, looking at pokemon, pixel art or game stuff in total darkness (I love the dark) but I recently got the pdf of 50 shades of grey (reason for not buying the book is that I am afraid of the cashier might judge me, and who likes me judged?! American idol wannabes and top model wannabes.) so I lie down on my side and start to read. The brightness beaming from my phone is awfully glaring and I can’t help but wonder if my eyesight is getting worse by the second. I hope not. I read and read and read, and I stumble upon a question: why does E. L. James say cock so much. I mean, not in a sexual way but it’s always cocks his head or his head cocks to the side or something like that. I giggle at that word. It’s a funny word I must say. I feel like a little girl, not a 20 year old, woman. I read for around an hour or two and stop as I hear the birds chirping. What the hell, its 6am in the morning. Better hit the sack. 

Goonight and goodpie.

Love,

Cake

♪ Product Of A Murderer - Of Mice & Men

♪ O.G. Loko- Of Mice & Men

♪ When You Can't Sleep At Night- Of Mice & Men

i know petto played a song from Of Mice & Men on his guitar for me, i cant rmb what tho looool.

ok i am d r e a d i n g to take a nice hot shower even tho its alrdy 434am and i have alrdy posted that previous post, sighpie, i am so lazi. i thought to myself, HEY CAKES u long time never psot ur that japanese the dong xi for hen jui liao, go post la.

yeh ok. i have read 50 shades of grey till chap 16. just... fyi, Looooool. 

 OH MY LOVELY. misako. :)

 my lovely sen. i dreamt bout him. it was quite risqué if i might say so..... 

this man ah.... so sexi...... 

 AHHH i love you stillllll hiroki narimiya!

androp! 

giru!

SAIKOU NO ZECCHOU BANG

Hello sleepwalkers!

 UGGGHHH my beautiful lil T. 

hello wargreymon! 

 hahahhaha pika mameshiba!

 who the fuck.

 wow. the past is constantly haunting me. 

 fucking nice shirt i wanna get #1

 fucking nice shirt i wanna get #2

 dragonite my baby

 not forgetting love love for driftlooms! 

so prettyyyyy...

 hahahha i will take all of you home my babies!! 

love this, so adorable!!

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okok i will go and bathe now... meow. pandas are here!

Love,

Cakey chan

FANSHU x CAKE

♪ Vices- Memphis may fire

♪ Legacy- Memphis may fire

hahahahahhaha! rmb all these photos i took with fans during the pre prod of Reverie! oh and it was one of the bluemoon days i brought my alien ware 2 sk00l. 5 kg, how bout no no n00b.

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hahahahah yup! there you go, quite farni lar hor. hehehhhe i miss my fanshu, :( its been so long since we went out.... i mean, like, after fyp ended, i hardly met fans or vivien or anyone from my class, not like im supa close to my classmates, in fact i think im closer to the other class lol, with marinz, nic and bry being in 02. sigh, im gonna misssss them so fucking much when i go over san frans. :'( boohoo bitch, suck it up come on 20 yr old woman. ARRRGGHGHHASDFQWERZXCV
i mean, like, if i have to name everyone i miss, the list will go on for a good 1 hour. sighpie. plus my lil petto.
OH, petto called, ^_^ what a lovely surprise hehehe im so happiiiiiiii~~~~ good night acey baby always puts a fucking cheesy smile on my black gurl face.
anyway, hmmm i think i am gonna prepare dinner for mama rat tmr since its her birthday!!

yarh. lol k. 

Love,

Az da cakey