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I have so far finished 8 episodes of House. Not all at once. I take them four at a time. It might actually be better than Grey's Anatomy, which overdoses on the whining and sentiments. But my cousin ruined my viewing pleasure.
In the midst of exam preparations, he calls up.
Him: Guess how I de-stress?
Me: -flipping through my notes and trying to find a post-it to scribble down a sudden epiphany- By calling me to bother me? Bye.
Him: I just spent last night watching House. It's very good.
Me: Wait, YOU WATCH HOUSE????? YOU??????????????? Why's everyone watching House without me! You suck!
Him: Huh?
Me: I made a pact with someone to watch House together but the person betrayed me and has already moved on to the latest season. Sucker. Ok I realize it has nothing to do with you. But still. Bye.
Him: Wait, listen to this.
and he proceeds to let me listen to some clip on YouTube from House and proceeds to provide me with spoilers in the meanwhile.
I caught Quantum of Solace yesterday with Genin. We made a pact in two years back, after we caught Casino Royale together that we'd catch the next Bond flick together. And we were all like, whoa, two years down the road, and we'd be graduating. Yep...how times flies. Especially these 2 years which have been pretty brilliant. School-wise at least. (Yesterday WW3 broke out finally at home. I had been preparing for it since my grandfather was admitted. I had pretty good timing to duck in the toilet and start singing in the shower.)
The film was very entertaining, of course. But perhaps I had too high expectations (especially since I have seen Casino Royale maybe 20 times or so. Just an estimate.) It's not a bad film, obviously, it is good. But it felt like the least Bond film int he Bond series. Bond pining for a girl? (I actually like that. Because I liked Vesper Lynd very much and I was wailing away in the cinema at the end of Royale.) I leant over to tell Genin, hm, this is the point where he, and the Bond girl, well. dot dot dot. But i was wrong!! Man. I just scratched my head when the credits came out because it felt so short compared to Royale, and I had no idea the climax was THE climax. Oh and he still ruined the Aston Martin. My heart!!!!! The Aston Martin's the sexiest star of the show.
Ah well, what the heck. I'm probably going to have to watch it again with my father, the ultimate Bond-fan.
The film lacked all the quotable dialogue like Casino Royale or other Bond flicks. I really liked the director's touch where he added the oil scene, paying a homage to Goldfinger. Nods. Daniel Craig is fully formed as Bond the lethal killing machine. Angel of death. The stunts were rather impressive.
Now again I am going to pracitse my vio-lin. Because my attempt at doing math during House only got me past 2 questions. And i think it's all this flying shit that's causing me a headache. Or maybe that's because I haven't eaten since breakfast.
In the midst of exam preparations, he calls up.
Him: Guess how I de-stress?
Me: -flipping through my notes and trying to find a post-it to scribble down a sudden epiphany- By calling me to bother me? Bye.
Him: I just spent last night watching House. It's very good.
Me: Wait, YOU WATCH HOUSE????? YOU??????????????? Why's everyone watching House without me! You suck!
Him: Huh?
Me: I made a pact with someone to watch House together but the person betrayed me and has already moved on to the latest season. Sucker. Ok I realize it has nothing to do with you. But still. Bye.
Him: Wait, listen to this.
and he proceeds to let me listen to some clip on YouTube from House and proceeds to provide me with spoilers in the meanwhile.
I caught Quantum of Solace yesterday with Genin. We made a pact in two years back, after we caught Casino Royale together that we'd catch the next Bond flick together. And we were all like, whoa, two years down the road, and we'd be graduating. Yep...how times flies. Especially these 2 years which have been pretty brilliant. School-wise at least. (Yesterday WW3 broke out finally at home. I had been preparing for it since my grandfather was admitted. I had pretty good timing to duck in the toilet and start singing in the shower.)
The film was very entertaining, of course. But perhaps I had too high expectations (especially since I have seen Casino Royale maybe 20 times or so. Just an estimate.) It's not a bad film, obviously, it is good. But it felt like the least Bond film int he Bond series. Bond pining for a girl? (I actually like that. Because I liked Vesper Lynd very much and I was wailing away in the cinema at the end of Royale.) I leant over to tell Genin, hm, this is the point where he, and the Bond girl, well. dot dot dot. But i was wrong!! Man. I just scratched my head when the credits came out because it felt so short compared to Royale, and I had no idea the climax was THE climax. Oh and he still ruined the Aston Martin. My heart!!!!! The Aston Martin's the sexiest star of the show.
Ah well, what the heck. I'm probably going to have to watch it again with my father, the ultimate Bond-fan.
The film lacked all the quotable dialogue like Casino Royale or other Bond flicks. I really liked the director's touch where he added the oil scene, paying a homage to Goldfinger. Nods. Daniel Craig is fully formed as Bond the lethal killing machine. Angel of death. The stunts were rather impressive.
Now again I am going to pracitse my vio-lin. Because my attempt at doing math during House only got me past 2 questions. And i think it's all this flying shit that's causing me a headache. Or maybe that's because I haven't eaten since breakfast.