Progressive means...

Friday: I farewelled my friend who was departing on Sunday to jet off to Japan. Met him at Bungalow 8 and was introduced to some of the most gorgeous, successful women i have ever encountered!

Initially, i was utterly jealous that there were women of this calibre out there...but then, ironically, i didnt feel so bad about myself later...not being that pretty or as high achievers as those girls were...Riss, Vicki and i were just flabbergasted! It was like *phwoar* and that was all that escaped our mouths...

And its not that they were just beautiful and successful...they were friendly too! One of the girls...the prettiest in my opinion...she runs her own bridal salon in Annandale and her dresses are worn on Home & Away...and she is my age! *like wow!*

Saturday: The wedding ceremony at the Church was short and sweet...i sat there listening to the Reverand's sermon and when he was speaking to the bride and groom about the sanctity of marriage...i sat there considering changing religions...

I observed how the Christian men treated their women...and to me, it was really beautiful to see that there were men capable of treating their women so...

I also noticed the number of average looking women partnered with really attractive men, and yet those men adored their partners...that was another thing that spurned the thought of a change in religion! *RofL*

I sat there pondering about the Church, in particular this one...my workmates who were friends since uni days, were very happy there...and they found their respective partners from Church.

I told Riss that maybe i should change religions...although, God may not favour my hidden intentions! *RofL*

And then i thought about the fact that i wasnt too keen for marriage...so changing religions is a silly notion, especially, if its only to meet guys! ahhahaahhaha

The highlight of the ceremony, was when the Reverand (a Chinese man) was trying to pronounce "oxymoron"...but when he said it, he kept repeating "Aussie-moron"...all the people in the congregation were laughing...

Sunday: I watched the new Australian movie that was chosen to be shown at the Cannes Film Fest - Somersault. Its pace is like that of Lost in Translation...but it has a more hard-hitting punch to it. Well, thats what i felt...

I was inclined to watch Love me if you dare, because i really wanted to watch a French flick...i just felt like it. But my friend was adamant in watching Somersault...and now, im greatful that we did.

I must be prudish or something, or it may be my naiveity...but the things that were being shown in the movie...it really stunned me.

Yes, im the one who watched Irreversible (shock factor was quite high), but Somersault really made me squirm...i think its more due to the fact that the leading character, Heidi, played by Abbie Cornish, effectively portrays a 16 y/o girl who is confused...the things she does for some affection...her fears on being lonely...

I dont drink alcohol...i never drank as a teen or had been completely trashed from it, or from drugs...so, i dont quite know how it feels to be in that state. I cant empathise with the main character...i think she was acting awfully foolish to be honest...

What makes me squirm is the fact that she is very young...and there are many young girls out there experimenting...and probably experimenting with as much alcohol, drugs and with sex...like the main character.

It was suppose to be a "real" portrayal...but since my life as a teen was quite subdued and innocent...i can only assume and be afraid that one day my neices will have to make some choices in their teen years...hopefully, they dont even consider making some of the choices that Heidi made.

Nonetheless, the complete ambience of the movie...the haunting soundtrack...made this a movie that will always linger in the back of my mind...partly, due to the thought provoking storyline which has left me worried about the young girls of today...but also because it was just beautiful to watch.