be with me

found a little journal amongst the organized mess in my room. the black pages were scribbled & drawn on with pencil. i could barely make out what i wrote, 'cos the silvery-grey marks were fading.

aug'06 [SIN] [SYD] - alone - 8 hours - seated beside a caucasian lady with bad breath

i flipped through the programme booklet and mentally selected the films to watch, preparing for a movie marathon. then plugged in my ipod, even though all electronic devices were asked to be switched off. i allowed The Shins to muffle the captain's welcome speech and weather forecast. at the corner of my eyes, the stewardess was busily instructing on the usage of life-jackets, but i was more interested in the various films' synopsises.

i closed my eyes as the plane roared on the runway with increasing speed (i always have wild thoughts of it exploding at this point). and i hugged the given blanket and little pillow for security as i watched changi got smaller and smaller. the island eventually became really far, dotted with sparkly little night lights.

i completed "The Pursuit of Happiness" just after dinner time.
15 minutes into "Little Miss Sunshine", i felt really sleepy, my eyelids felt really heavy and my eyes stung with dryness & tiredness. blaming the dinner that caused such lethargic-ness, i surrendered to the hypnotising sleeping bug.

[4 hours] later

i was woken up by the french lady's nasty bad breath. she was sleeping, facing me. the pungent breaths came to me like periodic heat waves, drifted toward me as she breathed in and out in her deep sleep. i looked at her for 3 seconds, and rolled over before she breathed out again. put my hand before my mouth and *HOR*, just to check and be sure that my breath wasn't as stinky as hers. then looked out of the window and saw stars twinkling, as if they were just next to the plane, stared at the moon which was partly covered with clouds and opened the ice cream desert which was left on my table for God knows how long. i bit through the soft chocolate crust, and liquid vanilla ice cream flowed out, messing my face. it was so melted, it tasted like milk shake.

my movie fiesta plan failed. cos i was left with 1.5 hours to complete only another film. determined to watched just one more before the touch down, i decided on a short local film by eric khoo - Be With Me. which in my opinion, was the best local film i've ever watched then. it was very good, comparing to those overrated and superly commercialised jack neo's(which i would never spend $ to watch on the big screen, most often would wait till the re-run on CNY 2 years later).

the film had 3 parts ("meant to be", "so in love" & "finding love") of different stories, intertwined to form a movie. just like how chung king express was done. it touched my heart as i could identify with the emotions of the characters. it's about love, in different forms. about fate. hope. loneliness. lost of love. desires for a love which u fear to embark.

the film ended just before i was asked to put on the seat belt. then the screen was abruptly switched to that of a map, showing a plane nearing australia from singapore. i looked out of the window, and saw dawn. I smiled at the french lady. partly because the bad breath ordeal was finally over, also because I just watched a nice film. still thinking about the movie, i put my canvas shoes back on and waited. for an adventure in a country that i've never been to before.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lHSrTLh2ek
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eR9A_cwo_gE

be with me, my beloved.