I am not dead

This entry will be factual, non-meandering and nearly point form. Hallelujah!
Last week's review was Firewall, where the moral is when in doubt, praise Paul Bettany. I love David the Editor already. He has this very endearing way of stuttering over a rapid-fire sentence because his brain is moving too fast for his mouth, and when we were arguing over whether Paul is prominent enough for his name to be as recognizable as his face, he started rolling around the office on his chair, going, "Do you know who Paul Bettany is? Do youuuuu?" to each staff member; everyone took him very seriously.
I am also going to preview Winter Passing this weekend. I think the heads at tableau need a film i/c - where would they receive the impression that I'll be able to get an interview with anyone behind a movie that stars Zooey Deschanel and Ed Harris, even if it is on limited release and looks like it's going to suck?
Mamaleng, the best thing about Match Point was filthy-rich Tom going fanboy over seeing The Motorcycle Diaries, no?
Bernice and I interviewed her mum for our US Latinas class. Shock factor, shock factor, maybe I have journalistic potential after all. After a while, when Bernice says "prostitute", "abuse", "suicide" in her ironic drawl, it becomes a technical case study. I don't like people's lives to become technical case studies. But Vianey was cool with talking about herself. You know the story about the woman who loved books so much she couldn't go into a library without wanting to throw up because she was overwhelmed with the idea that she'd never be able to read them all? It's wrenching that you'll never fully understand a whole culture, living, person, even if you spend your life looking.
Wait, this sounds so Translations.
Incidentally, my English TA is hot in a very Gaellic manner, burnished curls and all.
They played a video advertising Spring Retreat at GCF chapel last week. [Time tag] Three guys in a bunkroom, shaking their heads to the Black-eyed Peas. [Time tag, some hours on] Three guys in a bunkroom, shaking their heads to the Black-eyed Peas. [Time tag, some hours on] Three guys in a bunkroom, shaking their heads to the Black-eyed Peas. Tagline: "We told you it's a party." Yeah, lame-funny and all in the only way videos work, but undermining, inappropriate?
I am still S'porean all over, I think.
I think I am trying out to be Sustained Dialogue moderator only because of the compulsory weekend conference in April - held at Princeton University. Princeton!
I have to write a Religion exam now, and will leave because this dude at the next terminal won't stop the leg-bouncing. I thought we left leg-bouncing behind with the JC boys, but am sadly wrong.