Sunday, January 11, 2009

CMoA and CMoH

CMoA (Crowning Moment of Awesome) is a trope (I quote, from Tv Tropes; "devices and conventions that a writer can reasonably rely on as being present in the audience members' minds and expectations.") which involves a character doing an act so awesome that you will always remember, for the rest of your life (like the heroe rescuing the girl and defeating the villain under five minutes)

CMoH (Crowning Moment of Heartwarming) are moments that simply feel right, so good and appropiate that you cannot help but be moved by it and go 'awww' and sometimes even cry. For example, a daughter forgiving her mother and giving her a big hug.

In rare cases, both of these tropes happen at once, which makes the scene even more wonderful. Such case happens in Desperate Housewives Season 4, Episode 17 'Free'.

It's not really central to the story, the scene which I consider both a CMoA and CMoH, but part of a subplot within the episode, so it won't be too much of a spoiler.

In a nutshell, gay couple want to get married, but they are fighting about what ice sculture to use for their wedding. The husband of one of the central 'wives' gives them some advice, which doesn't turn out well. So Lynette (main 'wifey') and husband Tom get them together to chat with them, which Tom takes the chance to give quite a speech. The conversation goes as follow:


Lynette: 'Earlier, my husband, in an attempt to help you with your relationship, mistakenly gave you some advice. Which he would like no to take back. Tom?'

Tom: 'Actually, I stand by everything I said. My only mistake was in not going far enough.'

Lynette: 'What?'

Tom: 'If you're willing to break up over an ice sculture, you guys should absolutely not get married.'

Lynette: 'Where the hell are you going with this?'

Tom: 'Because, who gets to choose the ice sculpture, take out the trash, who has to saty home and make the mini pizzas, that's the little stuff.
What are you gonna do when the big stuff comes along? What are you gonna do when a tornado hits your house? Or one of you gets cancer?
At some point, the crap is going to hit the fan. And that is why now, before you make any commitment, you have to ask yourself, is that person in bed next to you worth the trouble?
Do you love him or her so much that no disease, no disaster could possibly pull you apart?'

Lynette: '...Answer him!'


And this is coming from a guy who believed his wife cheated on him with a crazy chef, who had to send his 11-year-old daughter away since she was destroying their family, who was very busy with his pizza shop but instead "stayed home and made the mini pizzas", who barely survived a tornado and who stayed by his wife's side after she got diagnosed with cancer. And he did it without putting any fancy words and phrases on how his love for her wife is the size of the moon. You don't get any more awesome than this, unless, of course he was riding a dragon while saying his part (and I believe this is when a 'certain SM~' would stab me, lol).

It truly moved me, and I'm teling this to any of my friends who's about to get married, whenever that may be.























P.S: My life has been boring, hence the lack of activity of this place. Should be more active once uni starts, I HOPE.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Judgement Day - Part 2

Oh, bloody hell. (This, of course, in a british accent, because it's cooler that way.)

I have just checked my results...

English - 82/100 (Band 5)
Legal Studies - 76/100 (Band 4)
General Mathematics - 81/100 (Band 5)
Modern History - 74/100 (Band 4)
Spanish Continuers - 86/100 (Band 5)

Now, these ARE good results, and my mother seemed quite happy with them. But I'm not, am i? Not really true. I am happy about the results, and in a way they're better I dared to hope. But I'm also dissapointed.

Spanish I'm quite happy with (and surprised that it's my best subject). I expected to go well in Spanish, and this has greatly helped get my mum in the comfort zone, so nothing more to say about Spanish.

Legals and History are better than I expected. Much better. My teachers will be quite happy about this. I really thought I would get in the 60s, late 60s if lucky. I wanted to get into the 70s, but I never really thought I would! It's not like I was doing 70s at school... but I won't argue. This favors me, and I must be a fool to complain about something going better than I hoped.

English and Maths are good. 80s is always a good place to be. But, I expected more of those, specially English. I think I wrote my very best in the exam. Truly, I don't think I ever wrote as well in the exam than in any other occassion. However, this only proves my fatal mistake in the past two years:

I understimated the HSC, maybe more than I thought I did. And I'm lucky to have gone well in that case. Not many people 'survive' after they have understimated their opponents, after all.

Now I must only wait for my UAI, tomorrow at 9am. At least I'm feeling better, no anxious anymore.

Judgement Day - Part 1

So I was lazy to talk about the books and movies I've watched. I promise I will talk about those in due time, but now I will tlak about two other things.

One, is about my first Pepper Lunch ever~

A pepper lunch, for those who don't know, is a japanese type of cooking (well, not really japanese I think, but I'm not going to get into this) where dishes are served on very hot plate, and the food is cooked in fron of the costumers, allowing them to choose how cook they want their meals. I had this lunch on last Friday, when I met with a friend for lunch. I had a hamburger with fried egg, and I must admit, I really liked it haha. I can't wait to come back there again. This was also the first time I've eaten a meal only using chopsticks. I'm really proud about that, as I don't consider myself really good with chopsticks.

The second tihng, and the one that relates to the title of this post, is about my HSC exams results as well as my UAI.

HSC (High School Certificate) it's the highest certificate in secondary education level that you can get in NSW, Australia. So it's very, very important. The HSC involves a preliminary (yr 11) and HSC course (yr 12) at school. Your final mark involves all the work you've done at school, both school exams and assessment tasks (50%) and the HSC final exams (50%). My final exams were between 18th of October and 4th of November.

The UAI (University Access Index) it's the 'mark' that you are given by UAC (a body that represents all universities in NSW and ACT) which determines whether you go to university at all, and which course you'll be able to do.

Both the HSC mark and UAI are very important, and I must admit, I'm dead nervous about this.

I'll be able to check my HSC results on December Wednesday 17th, at 6am; and my UAI on the 18th, at 9am. That means I only got less than 5 hours to go before I'm able to check my HSC results...

Well, some friends are planning to stay up until 6am, but I know I won't be able to do that, so I'm planning on grabbing some asleep before my deadly alarm wakes me up for my 'judgement'...

I shall blog once again tomorrow morning, after I've seen my marks =x

Sunday, December 7, 2008

I'm back :o

yo~~~

It's been a while since I last posted hehe. My excuse is that first, I was tired (from exams, specially history, which i fear i dind't do so well, and writing) and felt like having a break; secondly because there wasn't much to blog about; and lastly, because I felt lazy ... Yeah we aussies are lazy...some of us anyway...

So, what have I've been up to? In the last few weeks Life has seen go out with people more often that I have in the last two or three years together... though still it isn't much compare to more 'sociable' people. I also have been reading many books, which I shall mention rather in this post, as well as movies and documentaries, all taken from my local library, which have replaced school as my second 'home'. And, as any other 18 year-old guy, I have been playing video games. Lol.

Early Novemember(that is, 4th of novemeber onwards as that was the day of my last HSC exam) was boring, as I started to get used to not having much purpose in life other than breathing and eating and sleeping and that kind of stuffs. It's been a real change, not having to go to school everyday, and do homework every night (which, I must be honest, didn't do EVERY night...) and study for exams or doing assignments due in a few weeks-time. However, the hardest part was not being able to see my friends on a constant basis, as well as (surprsingly) my teachers, who I must say these teachers and school have had the greatest impact on me than any other school. Even IEC (Intensive English Center, a place where newly arrived kids go to learn English as well as getting used to school-lifestyle here in Australia), which I always, and still do, consider as an important stage of my life.

Late Novemeber I started meeting with my school friends a bit more, maybe once a week though not always. Though we did started tlaking more on msn, which is quite good. Got involved in many group convos, and I realized I can be quite funny, making 'smart' comments on whatever we were talking about. Ah, fun times...

Now, I said earlier that I have been going out with people more often than before. By people, I mean everyone. That is, family and friends (but no strangers... lol). Three of these 'outings' are important to note, however. The first, was the concert of Andre Rieu here in Sydeny at Olympic Park. It was really good, and I'm glad I did go with my family there. It was on a Saturday and, well, it rained. And the concert was on open space... which means we got rain on us. Not much bother as we wore waterproof-coats, though I was worried I'd get sick as my socks got wet, and once when I was a kid I got fever for wearing wet socks for far too long. Luckly, I didn't get sick. Though I did told for the first time to my mother to 'shut up' as she really got annoying for something which wasn't my fault. Anyway I forgave her as this was very inportant to her, though I did promised myself if she ever did this again I wouldn't go out with her again. Which she'll understand ...

The day after, me and my friends were supposed to go for laser tag, which got cancelled due to overbooking. I ended up having breakfast with some of them before accompanying them for their license driver's test, which I'm glad to announced they passed. Hehe. After that I went to the city, hunting for a video game which I did not find out. I guess this is for the best, as this way I don't spend the little money I have. Had fun walking around CBD Sydney (known to us aussies as the 'City') though my legs protested loudly that night.

The third outing was yesterday. A very close friend's birthday was on friday, and she organized for a group of friends to meet and have dinner together at Darling Harbour. The food was good, all the more as were hungry haha. I ordered a hawaiian pizza and garlic break, and tried for the first time RedBull (which I shall talk about in the next paragraph). It was very fun, meeting new people and whatnot, though I felt nervous. I was the youngest, and the only one to have recently finished school, and I'm not used to being in the presence of people who are both older than me but at the same time far younger to what I would define as 'old'. Still, a nice experience to have, and one I better get used to. Uni next year...

RedBull. Most of you should know of it, and if you don't, please ask wikipedia as I'm not entirely sure how I should explain it. Anyway, as I said earlier, I tried it for the first time last night. A great mistake, though not really a bad one. It didn't give me the energy I expected, and neither did it keep me completely awake at night. But it did keep me somewhat awake. A friend told me that he doesn't get any energy, and doesn't feel like staying awake, but that it does help him think faster at times, as well as get more ideas than he would usually get. And that's what happened to me. It was obvious in my dream. It was weird, strange, and yet, very interesting, more so than my dreams in the last few weeks. I won't go into details, but I will say in the dream, I told a friend, who I was going to a party with, that we sould dressed up. As what, you ask? Well, as knights, I tihnk, because I said to him we should get a pair of white horses, golden armour, red capes, and black boots. I think that is crazy and weird, in a way.

Anyway, this is it for now, I'm tired and my head is sleepy. I shall talk about books soon enough, however, as well as movies, documentaries and video games. Cya!

Saturday, October 25, 2008

A week of exams, sore arms and freaky dreams

Ah, this week has been hell as busy (and somewhat boring), which is why I haven't blogged since last saturday.

So on Monday I did my HSC English (ESL) Paper 2: Modules (yeah, full title =x) exam along with my listening. It was quite fun to write, though I would have wished my brain could think a little faster, as well as for my fingers to write faster. I'm still confident I'll get a good mark, however.

I had Tuesday and Wednesday free (to study) until Thursday, when I did my General Maths exam. This is the easiest Maths course you can do in Australia (the govt.'s thinking of abolishing it, heh), though no less challenging than normal Maths or Advance. The exam was structured into 22 multiple choice questions, with 6 extra mini-sections, composed of about 3-5 questions each. The multiple choice and Qs 23, 24 and 25 proved to be easy, but still hard enough to make me think. By the time I arrived to questions 26, things got far trickier. The questions weren't as easy, and I had to read each word carefully to know exactly what they were asking. Not only that, but with my weariness from doing the other questions, doing the final 3 sections proved to be far more challenging that I expected. Soon I got tired and, after writing down what I could in all the questions, left the exam room. I will pass, maybe even get a good mark (60s-70s out of 100) which I say it's a good result with the amount of study I did. I was so tired afterwards I went to rest at the school library with some friends before heading home and study for my next exam.

On Friday I did my Legals Study HSC exam. Unlike for my Trials two months ago, I was better prepared. And the exam gave me questions I was sort of prepared to as well. Section I and II i'm sure I did extremely well (Section I only took me 10 minutes, when, giving each section equal amount of time in relation to the marks, it's 45minutes). Section III, with two extended-response question, tunred out to be... boring. Yes, boring. I kept yawning and daydreaming every 10 minutes. I still managed to write what I could summon from my memories. I won't get 20/25 for those, but I will get a passing grade for those two questions.

Two not-so-easy exams, on two days straight didn't do me well. My arm was sore by the time i finished Legals, and by 10pm yesterday my mind was as heavy as an elephant. I feel better now, but I still feel weary nonetheless. At least, I got 3 days before my next, and possibly hardest exam I'll ever do in the HSC, if not my life.

Oh, but my dream last night was quite...nice. It revealed how much I yarn for someone to be happy with. The girl whom I "went out" with in my dream is a friend from my english class, with whom for the past two years been competing and trying to outbest in our exams, and writing in general. I'm sad to say that she has turned to be a better writer than me, as she has practiced much more than I ever did and so, she deserves to be ranked first in both english classes. It may be because I respect her so much that she was in my dream (though in real life I wouldn't think of ever asking her out ... for now anyway). In the dream I was also dragged onto the ''basketball'' team that seemed more like a mercenary group of sorts, and I wore something similar to Allen Walker's 3rd Exorcist Uniform in the manga (D.Gray-man), only blue isntead of red. I also found myself playing match of soccer against another school. Where have you seen a basketball team play a soccer match? Anyway, it was a good dream (except for the scenes set in my house) and I wouldn't mind going back some day (or rather, some night).