the boy who lived.

i am not able to contain my excitement over the fact that i will be going to watch Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince tonight! i cannot believe how long it has been - since the last movie and since Potter-madness began in the first place. i believe the first book came out in 1997; i was about 9 years old then!...and eleven years down the line, the world is still going ga-ga over the franchise (not to subside before 2011 when the final installment of the movie will be released). Half-Blood Prince apparently had the biggest midnight opening ever on Wednesday night, hoarding in $22 million and beating The Dark Knight's record from last summer.

i think it's safe to say that i have practically grown up with Mr. Potter and his fellow wizards. it actually makes me laugh thinking back to when i was 14 and head-over-heels in love with Daniel Radcliffe; calling it an obsession would have been an understatement. i was a completely smitted, over-the-top and devoted little teenager to little Radcliffe. it does make me sad though, how badly the guy now looks like an overgrown child; he had so much potential! but i guess that is where Robert Pattinson comes into the picture; looking both his age and being of a decent height. sigh...i do seem to have a soft spot for these Brit boys.

a pretty good way to end my week; Harry Potter tonight and off to India tomorrow. i hope you all have a magical weekend.

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fitness first.

i absolutely love this! an advertising campaign for Fitness First in Rotterdam by the agency N=5 in Netherlands. people waiting in the bus stop can see their actual weight on the large electronic screen once they take a seat on the bench.

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between the lines.

is it another Monday already? the start of yet another week? obviously, work leaves little time for me to write. secondly, i haven't been especially inspired to share anything lately. i've managed to steal a little time during my 'lunch break' - which has lasted for the past hour and a half. i'm such a bad intern! but work has been immensely busy with one project after another coming my way. i didn't realize that we're already into the third week of July. three weeks left of July; they are going by way too fast. for the better? for what though?

i'm leaving for India this weekend for about two weeks. i'm actually looking forward to it; a pleasant escape. minus the pollution, the heat and general complexities of the country. but it may evoke some new inspiration? some epiphanies? some photography? i sure hope so.

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two days in paris.

i came across this beautiful monologue here; from the movie 2 Days in Paris. i've never seen it or heard of it but i will definitely be on the look out for it now.

it always fascinated me how people go from loving you madly to nothing at all, nothing. it hurts so much.

when i feel someone is going to leave me, i have a tendency to break up first before i get to hear the whole thing. here it is. one more, one less. another wasted love story.

i really love this one.

when i think that its over, that i'll never see him again like this... well yes, i'll bump into him, we'll meet our new boyfriend and girlfriend, act as if we had never been together, then we'll slowly think of each other less and less until we forget each other completely. almost.

always the same for me. break up, break down. drunk up, fool around. meet one guy, then another, fuck around. forget the one and only. then after a few months of total emptiness start again to look for true love, desperately look everywhere and after two years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it is the one, until that one is gone as well.

there's a moment in life where you can't recover any more from another break-up. and even if this person bugs you sixty percent of the time, well you still can’t live without him. and even if he wakes you up every day by sneezing right in your face, well you love his sneezes more than anyone else's kisses.

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variations on the word sleep.

i would like to watch you sleeping,
which may not happen.
i would like to watch you,
sleeping. I would like to sleep
with you, to enter
your sleep as its smooth dark wave
slides over my head

and walk with you through that lucent
wavering forest of bluegreen leaves
with its watery sun and three moons
towards the cave where you must descend,
towards your worst fear

i would like to give you the silver
branch, the small white flower, the one
word that will protect you
from the grief at the center
of your dream, from the grief
at the center. i would like to follow
you up the long stairway
again and become
the boat that would row you back
carefully, a flame
in two cupped hands
to where your body lies
beside me, and you enter
it as easily as breathing in

i would like to be the air
that inhabits you for a moment
only. i would like to be that unnoticed
and that necessary

Margaret Atwood

days go by.

so my internship has been pretty time consuming. everyday i come back home, go to the gym, shower, eat and just pass out! and i haven't been getting my usual ten hours of sleep - much to my dislike! i am absolutely exhausted! this weekend hasn't been anything out of the ordinary yet i have been out of the house for most of it. i am dreadfully procrastinating some research for work tomorrow but what's more annoying is that i have nothing to procrastinate with. ugh, i 'd better get to it though - i have yet another late night and early morning. is tomorrow Monday already? say it isn't so! we're already into the second week of July. for some reason summer is not what it used to be.

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we are animals.

i love this ad campaign by Wrangler which won the top press award at the Cannes Lions International Advertising Festival this year.