Heroes is a serial saga about people all over the world discovering that they have superpowers and trying to deal with how this change affects their lives.
The relatable superheroes include Peter Petrelli, a 30-year-old male nurse who believes can fly, Diego Medina, a 28-year-old junkie who has the ability to paint images of the future when he is high, Niki Sanders, a 33-year-old Las Vegas showgirl who can do incredible things with mirrors, Hiro Makamura, a 24-year-old Japanese comic-book geek who literally makes time stand still, D.L. Hawkins, a 31-year-old inmate who can transport himself through walls, Matt Parkman, a beat cop who can hears other people's thoughts, and Claire Bennet, 17-year-old cheerleader who defies death at every turn.
Not only are they discovering what having superpowers means to them but also the larger picture of where their superpowers come from. Eventually their superpowers draw them together when they try to evade the series' antagonist who wants to harness their super-DNA for himself. Their ultimate destiny is nothing less than saving the world.
The series will star Greg Grunberg (Alias), Leonard Roberts (Buffy the Vampire Slayer), Milo Ventimiglia (Gilmore Girls), and Hayden Panettiere (Ally McBeal, Guiding Light). Tim Kring (Crossing Jordan, Chicago Hope) is the series' creator. The pilot is set to be directed by Dave Semel (American Dreams, Buffy, the Vampire Slayer, Beverly Hills, 90210). Heroes will be produced by NBC/Universal/Tailwind.
In the meanwhile, I shall entertain myself with Oprah Winfrey, Grey's Anatomy and E.R.
Footnote: Credit to athlon of Asianfanatics Forum for the pic and the information.
Saved by her hero, Jesus.
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1:06 PM
Monday, January 22, 2007
Amazing Grace
Words by John Newton 1779
Amazing Grace!
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found
Was blind, but now I see.
'Twas Grace that taught my heart to fear,
And Grace my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear
The hour I first believed.
Through many dangers, toils, and snares
I have already come.
Tis Grace hath brought me safe thus far
And Grace will lead me home
.
The Lord has promised good to me.
His Word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be
As long as life endures.
When we've been there ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun,
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we'd first begun.
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"Thank You Father for this grace that I know will substain me for tomorrow and will lead me home one day."
"My grace is sufficient for you, for power is made perfect in weakness." [2 Cor 12: 9]
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12:21 PM
Sunday, January 21, 2007
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Mom thinks wearing black is something of an artistic statement, but whispers that it also reveals a certain instability of character.
"I don't know, Mom," I answer, compelled to defend the colour black. "People like it because it's understated-"
"It's not understated; it's dramatic."
"-and sophisticated at the same time."
"Black's boring."
"How can black be boring and dramatic?"
"It's boring to look at, and dramatic because people who wears it want to appear like something they're not.'
"No."
Mom leans so far across the table, I think we're going to bump heads. "What child wears black?"
My mouth opens, closes. I'm genuinely stumped.
"My point," she concludes, straightening. "No child wears black. Children reach for color. Jamie would wear only yellow and royal blue T-shirts. His favourite sweatpants were St Patrick's Day green. Ashlee loved pink. Pink underwear, pink skirts, pink sweaters, pink hair barrettes, pink everything. And if pink wasn't an option, she'd grudgingly choose lavender."
"And me?"
Mom hesitates. Frowning, she shakes her head. "I forgot."
"You don't remember?"
"You liked all the colors of the rainbow."
"But I had to have a favourite."
Her frown deepens. She's thinking. Her shoulders finally lift, fall. "I don't think you had a favourite, or if you did, I don't recall."
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such an amusing conversation between a mother and daughter that I read in The Frog Prince by Jane Porter.
So what is your fave colour? Black or colours of the rainbow?
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11:37 AM
Friday, January 19, 2007
Fairytales always started with "Once upon a time," and they always ended with "happily ever after." And in between there's struggle and tragedy, love and loss, heartbreak and triumph. But in the end, love conquers all. In the end, everyone is happy.
They made us believe it's a man who will, and must, save us...that women need to be rescued, as if we were all helpless, fragile maidens locked in towers and dungeons or lying asleep, poisoned.
Rapunzel had to let down her ridiculously long hair so the prince could climb up it and free her.
Cinderella needed a fairy godmother and glass slippers for Prince Charming to save her from a life of misery.
Snow White needed not just one but a bunch of little men--seven, to be exact--to protect her until the prince could stumble through the woods and discover said maiden, unconscious and waiting for him. A gift offering on ice.
To get princes, Snow White and her sister Rose Red had to be so good. They had to make sure that there were always roses in vases on tables. The copper kettle had to shine. The floor had to be immaculate. And the girls had to be gentle, loving, obedient.
Obedient.
Those stories teach that love is reserved for those who sacrifice themselves, rather like the beautiful ballerina from "The Steadfast Tin Soldier," who burns up with her guy at the end, symbolizing true love. One shouldn't have to die--physically or psychologically--for love. Love should be about strength, not weakness. Empowerement, not dependence.
I wanted to be magical and special, strong, tender, invincible. I wanted to be like all the daring heroines in fairy tales. Not the ones who were waiting to be rescued, but the ones rescuing, the one saving. Not the sleeping princess needing to be awakened, but the warrior woman like Belle, who'd rescue her father from the monster's dungeon, a brave woman who'd fight a powerful curse.
That's the me who has always been here, but maybe she was buried so deep inside that no one-not even me- knew how real she was.
She is real. And she wants more.
So much more. She wants the big adventure she's never had; she wants the victories; she wants to be the confident, daring hero, not the damsel in distress.
No more waiting like Rapunzel locked up in the ivory tower. No more Sleeping Beauty dozing in a high palace chamber. No more Snow White laid out on ice beneath glass.
All the magic, happy endings and good things can't just be at Disneyland.
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3:38 PM
Monday, January 08, 2007
Lies that fairytales make you believe
1. That girls should always wait for guys to come and save them, when they have the ability to save themselves (refer to Bluebeard)
2. That love is worthy enough for you to sacrifice your uniqueness and even your life. (refer to The Little Mermaid. No, not the Disney one where they lived happily ever after. The original one where she died in the end.)
3. That there is always a Fairy God Mother to help you solve your every problem and grant you your heart's desire. (refer to Cinderella)
4. That you can be resurrected by a kiss even after you are dead. (refer to Snow White)
5. That you can still look pretty and cause guys to fall for you even when you are sleeping. (refer to Sleeping Beauty)
6. That you have an unique shoe size that your shoes can only fit you and you only. (refer to Cinderella)
7. That you can rub any ancient oil lamp and a genie will come out of it before fulfilling your three wishes (refer to Aladdin)
actually, fairytales are created so that you little boys and girls will believe its evil lies and believe it as the reality.
THEREFORE, YOU SHOULD NEVER BELIEVE IN FAIRYTALES!
How to recognize a fairytale - It begins with a "Once upon a time..." and ends with a "...and they lived happily ever."
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
words written on the fallen leaf
2:58 PM
Saturday, January 06, 2007
"Easy To Forget" by Pong Nan Lam Yi Bong
Disclaimer's Note: This song is actually in Cantonese. I merely translated the lyrics into English with the help of babelfish.altavista.com although I wouldn't recommend it.
I mistook Horse Leo as Mickey.
I have lost almost twenty handphones.
My memory loss
Is so serious that I forgot about it.
Dropped a memo,
Cannot recall it as usual.
Tomorrow supposed to deliver letter.
Tomorrow then discovered,
Today's movie ticket.
Who was once in my room
Enjoying those happy times?
I only see
The empty double bed.
Other people and matters have all been forgotten.
Those who have store everything in their memory,
May have many disappointments.
Maybe heaven is kind to them,
Letting them forget
The car I parked somewhere,
Ask me ten seconds later, I no londer remember.
Also many times,
Left my keys in my house.
Facing you with words to say,
The moment I want to start,
I realised that I have forgotten the intention.
Silence is more beautiful.
Not opening mouth does not mean losing.
Who was once in my room
Enjoying those happy times?
I only see
The empty double bed.
Other people and matters have all been forgotten.
Those who have store everything in their memory,
May only look back sometimes.
Maybe heaven is kind to them,
Letting those feelings and memories be forgotten.
Never mind,
Those memories remembered or forgotten,
No one look backs at them anymore.
Not scared of forgetting those past events,
Continue to make friends with people.
Who was once in my room
Enjoying those happy times?
I only see
The empty double bed.
No need to discuss the coming years.
That night, that manner is unforgettable,
Do not treat it as a haven.
Clinging on to yesterday will never bring peace.
Maybe heaven is kind to them,
Letting them forget.
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This is one of my favourite song from my hubby (haha, yah right Clesias! *rolls eyes*). Please do not mind the funny translation, I have already tried my very best to make it sound as arty farty as the song really sounds.
Those parts that are in yellow means something to me because I feel the same way as the persona in the song. The happy times always pass in a rush and it always seem that nothing have changed and "I only see/ the empty double bed." at the end of the day.
Sometimes, those who remembers everything will eventually be the one who is the most disappointed because they see people forgetting the promises made, all the good memories that were created or even the fact that they were friends before. "Maybe the heaven is kind to them,/ letting them forget."
I feel that way now and I really wish that I could forget all the disappointments caused by those memories that I have.
But at the end I learnt that I should not "cling to yesterday" because it would "never bring peace" and that I should not be hindered by all those disappointments and "continue to make friends with people". Joy reminded me last night that I have many other friends who appreciate and care for me even if I feel that some do not.
"Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past." (Isaiah 43: 18)
words written on the fallen leaf
8:43 PM
Friday, January 05, 2007
I remember when I was young, my family used to enjoy watching the show "ER" (even though it was way past our bedtime, it was either shown at 10 p.m or 11 p.m. Thought me and my brothers couldn't understand all the medical terms and the sarcastic undertones, we still see it week after week because it was exciting to see how the doctors cope with overwhelming accidents and dealing with difficult people at the same time. It was also heart-warming to see the doctors putting their best efforts to treat each and every patient and the relationships and bonds that were created in that operation theatre.
Thus, it was a pleasure to see the reruns of that show in Hallmarks Channel after it has stopped broadcasting on Channel 5. This time, I was able to understand the dialogue a bit more (I still can't understand the medical terms and they still spoke too fast for me) but the effect of the show on me has never changed. Now I'm trying to find shows that are similar to "ER" and I am delighted to see that Star World have the shows "Third Watch" and "Heros" coming up!
Still, none of today's show will ever fully take over the place that shows like "ER", "Seventh Heaven", "Touched By An Angel", "Gilmore Girls" or even "Ally Mcbeal" and "Friends" have in my heart. (crossing my fingers for more re-runs of them on TV)
P.S: Star World is showing Season 1 of "Friends" FYI.
words written on the fallen leaf
4:25 PM
Thursday, January 04, 2007
As you grow one year older, you become more cynical about the friendships that you have. You begin to suspect the motives and the agenda of every little actions done by even your closest friends. I really long to go back to the days when I was naive and believed that everybody was genuinely nice to me.
People are never what they appeared to be. I've always thought that I was very close friends with this group of friends and that they were my only friends in that place. But I'm beginning to feel that they have never treated me as a friend. Still I've always strive to be friendly to them, joking and doing things together, but it has been taking a toll on me these days.
I'm not sad or anything but I'm just tired and have reached the level called "heck care". If this friendships are really what I think it is, then I think it's better to leave them alone.
words written on the fallen leaf
12:23 AM
Monday, January 01, 2007
First day of the year! slept over at Eliza's house last night and then slept the whole afternoon away on the first day of the year. as in literally slept in Eliza's house because i was the first one to sleep there and one of the last ones to wake up (Sarah Mok was the last one to wake up, as expected). peopele who were there are the little girls (Isabelle, Valery, Andrea, Sarah Mok, Eliza) and the not so little girls (me, Vera, Pris and Adeline), including some boys (Renfred and Eujin)
one unexpected thing that happened was that we could play rounds after rounds of Boggle, it was so addictive! no wonder, people who were at Telunas were playing so many rounds of it! im really amazed at the vocab that the little girls have despite their age, they taught me one or two words. goes to show that we cant judge people by their age. haha it was a really refreshing time as i have never stayed over with so many little girls before and i was the oldest there, if Adeline didn't come! but then, i have already gotten used to being one of the oldest in a group, guess im on my way to becoming a Young Adult Ministry-er.
as all of them complained about starting school and doing their holiday homework, im really thankful for my in-holiday status. but im still missing school and doing homework...haha indeed, im very surprised at myself also! i might go back to PJC to watch people being tortured during orientation and also passing the card to Andy...haha
hey girls, thanks for the fun-filled night (even though i slept at 2 am) playing Boggle and sparklers! im really glad that i've gotten the chance to enjoy the first wee hours of the year with you all, esp Vera because this is the first time that i have slept over with you! i pray that all of us will become closer friends this year!
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9:13 PM
