Reflection attributed to remarkable cartoon productions

This is a post after wee days of movie indulgence, cartoons and Disney in specific, all thanks to the bad Internet connection I get after onlining for >9 hours per day during paper preparation. *throw stones at Maxis company for the little quota given after having people pay for so much.

Here goes. I remember myself being the snotty little kid refusing to grow up, fantasising life being Peter Pan. After getting a closer look on the character, I beg to differ to Peter's mindset. He was so weak, so immature that he didn't even dare to take up the adventure of growing up. Not even Wendy can induce his will and curiosity to try it out. He seemed to like the kind of family love Wendy has, but this is the one happiness that he'll be barred from forever so long he doesn't find his courage. Come to think of it, being Peter is not fun, at all. He had to give up family love, the true adventure of growing up, and the biggest price of all, romance and Wendy. And it's fascinating that he didn't even realise it. He's just a child, after all. An immature true love simply doesn't mean a thing, at least not to Wendy. Wendy ended up with someone else, just like any other sweet girl should and would. And that's what I admire Wendy for. As much as she fancies Peter, she never forgets her own responsibilities towards her parents and her true destiny of growing up. She has a remarkable capability of seeing what's right and what's wrong.

Remarkable lady indeed. Mulan, another brilliant lady who impressed me a lot. I admire her will at doing something. Once she made her decision of going to the battle on behalf of her old father she never meant to succumb to hardship. Being a girl makes it hard for her, specifically the disguise part that she had to spend extra time for. She did it, and finally brought pride to the Hua family by doing something she was good at. She sucked a big time at struggling to be the perfect woman waiting all life just to be married - she's just so much more than that. As a result of her extraordinary bravery and determination, apart from family pride, more importantly she won Li Xiang's heart. Scouting a General boyfriend, was, yet another form of "family pride" her mother and grandmother had been so obssessed with. *winks.

Of course all these pride that Mulan enjoyed in the cartoon wouldn't have happened without the supportive roles Mu Xu and the cricket played. And this brings us perfectly to the next point about friendship. Speak of friendship the first thing that strikes me is definitely The Toy Story series. The loyalty and determination Woody portrayed was touching all the time. The way he never gave up on his friends, and always prove to his friends that he was right even sometimes when his friends doubted him. How I enjoy the show about toys being so perfectly loyal to their owners. This brings me to another wild question if my toys were secretly having meeting trying to grab my attention. Rest assured, I love them all as always, and I'll always hope that I'll have my children enjoy their time playing around with them, so that the toys will feel complete being played with again. Apart from toy friends I have a loyal friend in real, too. I wish she knows how worried I was when I knew she was frustrated but not the entire story, and how relieved I was after getting the truth from her. Kindness is one thing that is hard to be repayed by any form of gift, but I hope she knows how I appreciate the friendship and kinship earnestly. :)

Apart from that, I've finally filled in my shallow brain with another piece of knowledge that Pocahontas really existed. She is not only a Disney character but also a historical figure in South American history. It is a mystery forever why she married John Rolfe instead of Smith after what she did to Smith. Possibly if Conan really existed, this mystery could be answered. But speaking of Conan it is another story to be dealth with later. John Smith met Pocahontas first, and she rescued him - if it is ever true, of course it would be of the trust she had in Smith. It has certainly been a wild journey to a whole new world, and that's why Pocahontas is yet another wonderful woman I admire a lot. She went out from her comfort zone being the princess of native Americans and sailed the way to England, married a man there, learnt a whole new language, tradition and took up new religion.

I have an upcoming journey, to a whole new world, too. Of course on a smaller scale. Right now I can almost see it - the dream I'm dreaming. The dream that I've always been doubting if I'll ever reach. Now that I'm almost there, I hope I'll be granted undying passion to keep the spirit burning. When I was in Year 1 I once visited the hospital of my institution and decided that the subsequent fight I'm facing, it is for coming here. It is indeed a conducive place to learn, and I know this is one place where I find myself completely growing up. I'm scared of the uncertainties about the initial stage of adaptation, but now that I'm another step closer to my dream, I should show it some courage to prove that I deserve this chance.

In Just Like Heaven, Liz gave her whole life to the hospital, and she finally found time for true love as a ghost almost dying. She was so strong and independent when alive, the accident, after all, did no harm but gave her something she deserved long time ago. Movies are always sweet, because even before they all started, movie characters are already paired up. They'd have known that no matter how miserable they appeared in the start, the ending is always rewarding.

Having that in mind, and all romantic thoughts instilled by Disney, I've always believed that my life will be exactly how I pictured. My life will get better, I'll live like an elegant woman with someone to share life with. When you believe, somehow you will achieve it. You might want to give me a slap, a hard one on my face, that I'm simply too old for fantasies, and I should build those castles on a more solid ground. Well I don't deny, but somehow I just couldn't resist but dream on. Life is only beautiful when you have something to tell your nerves and sinews that it is all worth the fight.

Finally, a short reflection attributed to Conan. His birthday was 2 days ago and I couldn't believe that I did nothing about it, not even watching an episode of the series. I find it worrying that I can no longer find interest in something I once believed in so much. I lost my interest in the long series of Conan, I grew tired of reading books about history. Well you might say historical books never entertain any young minds but I say ancient wisdom was something I once indulged in. The hectic life of studying and fulfilling obligations are definitely responsible for me hating to flip a book these days. But this is what holidays is about, probably. To free your mind totally from solemn things like knowledge. Frankly all these while my holidays had been about achieving and learning something. At least I always did something intellectual during holidays to keep my brain functional and alive. And now that I've completed my part on the solemn paper research I should reward myself with some unreasonably relaxing movie days. With no guilt. :)