Friday, December 25, 2009 . 12/25/2009 12:41:00 PM

Until the last afternoon of Christmas Eve, I was resigned to spending the day alone in the cold living room of this old estate, watching episodes of anime and drama.

Late afternoon came, and Mother came home early. And she went, "You wanna go pub tonight?"

Since I had nothing to do and no one to hang out with, and the curiosity of going to the pub my mother always talked about, I said "Okay lor."

And she dealt with her property documents while I continued watching my anime, until she suggested going to the movies. And since we both wanted to watch Sherlock Holmes badly, I checked the movie times for the nearest cinema. 

Turned out, the movie starts in exactly an hour from then, so we scrambled to get ready. Mother put on make-up while I just put on eyeliner and lipgloss, since I still had to wear my glasses and you practically can't see the eyeshadow if I put it on. Yeah, eyeliner. Raurau told me practice makes perfect, so I just put for fun. 

The way I dressed yesterday, was actually, in my opinion, nicer than prom. It was a $12 dress Mother bought for herself, but she pushed it to be to wear, 'cause I don't have a proper dress for the occasion. (Yeah, after that she went, "Ha! Wearing my clothes again?" and I'd to answer, "You pushed it to me!")

Off to Kallang we go, and boy, Sherlock Holmes was brilliant! Utterly brilliant! Utterly brilliantly neat! Oh, and the British accent. And the smart and catchy dialogues. And there's practically no loopholes, since every single question in the movie was answered. Even if I was seated right in front at the third row, the movie made it so tolerable, and my eyes were practically glued to the screen. I'm totally in love with Sherlock Holmes and his insane mind. And Dr. Watson is like guy who knows everything, apart from the mysteries, including the methods to deal with Holmes. One of my favourite quotes from him, "You do know what you're drinking is for eye surgery?"

I think one of the most loveable thing in the movie is the dog. He's such a poor boy, always being experimented on by Holmes. And Watson was always horrified by it. Everytime the dog is shown, the audience was bound to laugh. 

This is one of the best intellectual movie I've watched. I can't even remember when was the last time I watched a movie in a theatre. Was it "Hancock"?

After that, Mother drove us to the pub she frequents. Other than the fact that I don't drink, it's rather fun. The karaoke was kinda fun to watch. And I heard the most painful rendition of "Silent Night". Extremely bad, but it was funny. And my ears hurt from listening to it. There were lots of sprays and party poppers and funny drinking games. Maybe next week I shall go there again, for New Year's Eve.