I think I’m the last person on Earth who had just watched this movie. Okay, here’s the truth, I was actually quite unimpressed the first time I saw the trailer of this movie. Not another science-fiction-based animation, I was thinking because I am no fan of science fiction (WHAT?? I can hear you exclaiming out loud). However I kept hearing only good reviews from friends and colleagues about this movie on-and-off since it came on the screen here and then I decided I MUST give it a try because I need to see it myself in order to love or hate it. Yup, that’s me.

So on a rather drizzly Sunday afternoon, I went for the movie with quite high an expectation on my side and out I came, almost three hours later, totally blinded by awesomeness. It was one of the finest, most beautiful movie I’ve ever seen, in 3D! The scenes, the landscape were all too magical. Those colourful giant trees and blinking plants were so impressive and those drifting jelly-fish-like ferns were somewhat so touchable and real. I was like being drawn into an enchanting world of make-believe, where every living being was in-sync with nature in the wonderful planet of Pandora.

I am really glad I watched this movie on the big screen with its 3D effect because watching the film later on your TV or on your computer screen will not justify the spectacular visual effects that comes with it. My, and I still have the image of that wondrous colourful forest in my head.

Germany was cast in a deep winter spell for the past few weeks. The weather, aside from the snow, was pretty dreary, grey, gloomy and dismally boring. It is sort of like living in a black-and-white film. How I wish I could just stay in bed underneath my snug comforter and wake up when the sun is hot and warm and everything is bright and colourful again. We took long walks in the snow covered forest. The landscape under the thick blanket of snow was really beautiful as long as the snow was untarnished.Strolling along the long, winding path, I had a feeling the whole setting resembled those Korean films, or was it Winter Sonata? I love the fall of snow at the tip of my hair. The crisp, cold, fresh air cleared the cluttered mind. As much as I love the snow, I wouldn’t mind when everything thaws because driving in the snow is a nuisance!

Eyes heavy with sleep. A body languid with exhaustion. The incessant chatter in the mind was relentless, holding it hostage, refusing to back-off, passing uninvited running commentaries. Fueled by the subconsciousness that was willing it to continue. Like a hypnotised observer, watching snippets of moments that flashed by, played on an endless roll of film sweetened by the various tunes that was stuck in the head for days. Threading dangerous waters on rickety crutches. Somewhere out there, a clock chimed two. I cringed. Oh, sleep, you capricious stranger, where were you?

A couple of days ago,I was traveling to Frankfurt by ICE, a kind of high speed train in Germany. As usual, I bought my train ticket online, which is normally cheaper (yeah, train ticket in Germany is pretty expensive). However the online ticket is only valid when you have your credit/debit card along with you to show it to the train conductor as a proof of purchase or else the ticket is not valid (tough).

I usually have my credit card in my wallet all the time. However, I sorted out my wallet the day before so that I don’t carry too much unneeded stuffs and my credit card was also sorted out along with my other cards, safely tucked away in my desk drawer while I broke out in cold sweat when the train conductor asked me for my credit card!

I’ve totally FORGOTTEN that I needed it for the darn train ticket!

The train conductor gave me two choices, either I buy a new ticket or I type in my credit card number in his portable credit card machine. The first option wasn’t an option at all because I was not gonna fork out more money for the train ticket (if I have a choice) so I tried my luck by entering my credit card numbers by memory. I don’t know whether it was sheer luck or I had a real good memory because I never tried to memorise those numbers (I have better use of my brain cells), I entered the twelve digit numbers correctly . The conductor was rather impressed that I know my credit card numbers by heart. Ah, well, I think that’s the side effect of doing too much online shopping .