i've just returned from my "movie time". Have been renting videos from a video rental shop and just catching up on new movies that i've missed and old movies that i never got to watch but always wanted to. just yesterday, it was my first time watching breakfast at tiffany and i think audrey hepburn is so charming! was quite surprised that the plot really felt modern to me. Even though it ended off with the predictably happy ever after shot but the development of the characters and the range of them in the movie were pleasantly surprising. Perhaps i expected it to be another sappy romantic show and when its other layers are revealed, that's just like a bonus.

Not exactly blown away by it though. I DO like sappy romantic shows and am a sucker for hollywood formularic endings and developments. something about feeling like you're falling in love all over again is certainly an emotional high for me. so once you've tasted it, you can't help it - just like snacking on solea olive oil potato chips, salted with black pepper.

So confession to make here is that i preferred Jay Chous directorial debut "Secret" over Breakfast in Tiffany! Ha! Think of it like 2 desserts: warm chocolate cake with hot fudge oozing from its brown centre with a drizzle of raspberry sauce, real raspberries and blue berries by the side, ice-cream. all atop a slice of orange. you know what i'm talking about, the very one from the cafe Baker's Inn. AND compare that to breezy afternoon on a school holiday. sitting on a stool in the kitchen waiting for mum's chocolate marble cake to come out of the oven. and she makes a cup of tea for you, cuts a slice and places them infront of you, tells you not to eat it immediately and scald your mouth.

most of the time, i'm craving for mum's chocolate marble cake and sitting on the stool in my kitchen. It's the nostalgia for love, home, warmth and everything that reminds you of how someone out there might actually think that you're still good for them despite everything.

Hmm. that's my movie review. i have my last consultation tomorrow. now i'm frantically vetting testimonials. today i was at a school whose architecture, the structure and fittings of the roof, staircases that seem to be held up in mid air, high above the ground... reminded me of piranesi. Not the oppression that his work has always been associated with but more for the wonderful extensions of one's imagination that his work allows one to enjoy. it's nice to let the mind wander when one is bored stiff leaning against a pillar watching the students.

i wish i could be in love again.