Thank you in advance

Noreen has just given birth!

And the world welcomes Baby Isa!



:)


In an unexpected twist, I am here at home (afternoon shift) watching the (what now seems as farcical) JON & KATE PLUS 8 on Discovery channel. And I SO GLAD that I am neither pregnant nor with a child (let alone 8 of them).


:)


P/S: The Hangover was hilarious! I was clutching my guts and if I could roll on the floor laughing with my feet in the air, I would. Love it.




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Tell me

Gonna catch THE HANGOVER later.

Heheh.

Bradley Cooper here I come!

P/S: Ed, you must stop writing in this horrendous pseudo-haiku style. It's pathetic and is a waste of space.

Go the distance

I want to do a research paper.

But my interests are varied and I cant focus.

I think I shall sleep.

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Radar

I am getting sick. No wonder the waves of melancholy have been streaming in. I get that a lot when I am coming down with something.

My body is aching like crazy and my head is starting to spin slowly. I can feel the feverish chills in my body. It almost feels like cold turkey.

Maybe it's just because I am fasting.

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梨渦淺笑

梨渦淺笑 - 許冠傑
曲︰許冠傑
詞︰許冠傑／黎彼得


梨渦淺笑　可知否奧妙
寂寞心鎖暗動搖
魂消魄蕩身飄渺
被困擾　怎得共渡藍橋

梨渦輕照　映出花月調
但望相看慰寂寥
時刻與共享分秒
願折腰　今生效同林鳥

＊梨渦淺笑　似把君邀
綺夢輕泛浪潮
春宵猶未覺曉

＃梨渦雖俏　悲歡竟逆料
樂極痴戀變恨苗
情絲寸斷一朝了
夢已消　花依舊玉人杳

重唱　＊,＃

夢已消　花依舊玉人杳

- Lay Woh Cheen Siu (Dimpled Smile), 1976

Good ol' Sam Hui :)

###

Heavy cross

Dear Blinkymummy,

With relations to the question you have posed, here's what I can bring to the table (and I hope the table is big enough):

- humour (dry, dark, wit, frat boy...you name it, I got it)
- sex (good, bad, drunk, sloppy, standing...just call first hahah)
- dependability (like a freaking rock)
- love and empathy
- intelligence
- hopes and dreams


Scary.

And mentioning scary...


(Taken off Perez Hilton's blog)

How can Jesus find this sexy????

Jesus, please save.


###

Silent all these years

My sister and I.
We're so misunderstood.

:(


Anyway, random note aside, I've had a terrible Monday. Nothing went major-ly wrong but it's the accumulation of little horrible things going rat-tat-tat at you are the things that can break you slowly.

I feel the shit. I just have this niggling feeling that a mega disaster is going to erupt anytime soon. I really hope it's not death. Am such a negative force to be with nowadays and I apologise to friends who were affected in a way or another.I dont talk as much...it's like, there's nothing to talk about that hasnt been said. Understand that I talk a lot as a profession. When I am not in class, dont make me talk so much. Please.

I really need to escape to Tibet.


P/S: When one is fasting, one will face many forms of obstacles and challenges.

P/P/S: I will lead a quiet and eccentric old life.


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I'll take you there

FB hung while I was editing my graduation pictures. It's 0300hrs and I dont know why I find it necessary to do it now. Anything but sleep, I guess.

As for my crush, we know of each other's existence and that's fine by me. We're not chummy buddy-buddy but we nod and smile as we pass each other by.

And I think, right now, it's good enough for me.

:)


I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You'll make it now

Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won

Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing along (Glen Hansard)


I think it must have been the sun getting to my head.


:)


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Don't let the sun go down on me

After spending 3 hrs tanning and sleeping (yes, I slept!) at the Botanic Garden, here I am watching one of the best (if not the best in my opinion) films by Steven Spielberg - Empire of the Sun.

Christian Bale was one hell of an actor...even as a kid. He's the real Method Man, man.

Ok.
Watching.


###

Izinkan ku pergi

Inalillah.

One of the most successful contemporary Malay auteurs of our time has died.


My most favourite Malay show - Sepet.


You have to love Yeo Yann Yann in Muallaf.

I'll miss your work, Yasmin.



*sniff*


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The Way I Am

We love.



I love the last part.

Love me for the person that I am.

Best.


###

Father and son

He already has a son!



###

Winds of change

Brain is tried.
Brain is fried.
Brain is fired.
Brain is tired.

And the stupid music player is resting on Scorpions as the singer wails "I'M STILL LOVING YOUUUUU!!!!"

omfg.

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Wanna be startin something

"The frontal lobe (the front part of each hemisphere of the brain) is the most fascinating section of the brain with relation to sleep deprivation. Its functions are associated with speech as well as story and creative thinking. Sleep deprived test subjects have difficulties thinking of imaginative words or ideas. Instead, they tend to choose repetitious words or old phrases. Also, a sleep-deprived individual is less able to deliver a statement well. The subject may show signs of indistinct speech, stuttering, speaking in a monotone voice, or speaking at a slower pace than usual.

Subjects in research studies also have a more difficult time reacting well to unexpected rapid changes. Sleep deprived people do not have the speed or creative abilities to cope with making quick but logical decisions, nor do they have the ability to implement them well. Studies have demonstrated that a lack of sleep impairs one's ability to all together focus on several different related tasks, reducing the speed as well as the efficiency of one's actions."


No wonder I didnt "feel" it in class just now. And I kept saying the word 'culture' and certain corny examples over and over again. I just need to sleep for 2 years.

But first...argh...I need to read this business textbook.

###

Butterfly

Tomorrow is the BizComm class. I am dreading it so much ... so much that I think I am going to be ill. The butterflies in my tummy are going on an overdrive and I am slowly, but surely, panicking.

 

 

I hate thursday mornings.

 

 

 

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Graduation

Last time, I had to teach them and made sure they were fine under my supervision.

 

 

Now, I have to collect their graduation robes, keep for them, iron for them if they are badly creased under my care and well...help them wear those robes on Saturday noon.

 

 

My students.

 

 

Just like my company slogan says: Every Step With You.

 

 

Nabeh.

 

 

 

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What do I do

E kept on sharing E's sex stories.

Do I look like a pitstop where people will randomly tell me sex-related stuff and then they walk off?

What do I do with all this information?

###

Let's dance!

Aiyoh ah pek!!!


###

Doctore my eyes!

Today, I have started my MISSION ADJUSTMENT, where I slowly start to adjust my food intake so that come Ramadhan (fasting month), I will not be in a state of cold turkey. My last meal was at 2030hrs last night and did not consume anything till 1400hrs today. I will slowly push the timing till later, eventually till 1930hrs.

Next week will be the start of the next mission, MISSION PAY-BACK. I need to repay 7 days' of fasting days for last year's period days. Should be no problem, I hope.

Okay, Monash starts tonight and this semester, I have 3 modules to teach - 1 journ subject (Feature Writing), 1 film subject (Screen Theories) and 1 comms subject (Media Culture Power). All classes are at night and will continue till end October. I can kiss my social night life goodbye.

###

When we dance

After having an early night on Friday (tired from work and movie) and spending the whole Saturday morning and noon in bed, I finally made my way to Dhoby Ghaut at around 1730hrs.



Off to Fort Canning to catch Ballet Under the Stars.

I went to Carrefour to grab some grilled fish fillet before meeting Herlina, Ruth and Sha at Park Mall. We then headed uphill around 1845hrs. When we got there, the place was already damn crowded and the first opening acts had already started. So fast...the show was stated to start at 1930hrs.



Ed, Ruth, Sha and Herlina

We couldnt find a place near to the stage and the only available slot was way up at the back below the trees! With lots of bugs!

Anyway, we spread our mats (the material you sit on, not the malay homo sapiens)and rolled out the food. I had coke zero (disgusting, but it was the only thing I had at home), grilled dory from Carrefour, biscuit sticks with cheese dip and grapes while the rest brought potato chips, old chang kees and packet drinks. Ruth brought durian cakes and well, yes, I love durians but I think it was quite absurb to bring something which smells so strong to a crowded place.

Damn, I'm turning into a freaking snob, aint I?
Rhetorical question, people. Rhetorical.




So after a bit of camera whoring under the tree, in the hot sun...it was time for the show to start. I thought it was fantastic and I would have enjoyed it more if I were nearer and not distracted by irresponsible parents who let their kids ran buck wild and made incessant noise. No...it's not just Singaporean parents. Caucasians equally guilty.

And dont get me started on those who prefer to walk around and disturb people's focus on the performances. I understand your need to walk around, buy food, go toilet, go smoke and whatever but for God's sake....sit and watch when the performances had started. Wasn't that why you came in the first place? Un-fucking-believable. Call me a snob or whatever, but please, have some manners.



The ballet performances ended around 2130hrs and then we made our way to the office where RiffRaff was still working. Headed to McDonalds @ Raffles City after that before making my way home close to midnight.

And today...I spent the whole day with the family.

That's always a bittersweet affair.

Tired, now.



P/S: My favourite part of the dances wasnt the contemporary stuff. I truly enjoyed the classical piece Raymondo.


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Little bitty pretty one

Oh, I caught 50 Dead Men Walking last night and well, it's the best movie I've seen in 2 weeks. Am putting it above Brothers Bloom, Sunshine Cleaning, Harry Potter, Ice Age and Transformers. Jim Sturgess is a dream and the whole flick is gripping.




Hmm..what's next?
Thai gay loving in I LOVE SIAM, probably?
Cause...we also love art house?



P/S: 50 Dead Men Walking has nothing to do with the film Dead Man Walking. We dont see 50 Sean Penns walking to Susan Sarandon.


###

I'm leaving it all up to you

MUST WATCH 4:35!!

Cher and MJ kicked ass.

And remember the boy who sang on MJ's Memorial Service? The one who sang Who's Lovin You? Mesmerising, that boy. He's name is Shaheen Jafargholi and he was from Britain's Got Talent.

Shaheen Jafargholi - 12 Year Old Singer - Britains Got Talen
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Let's hope he's not going to be the next Billy Gilman...full of hope but God knows where is he now.

MJ loved watching Shaheen on youtube and he had invited Shaheen to sing 'Heal The World' with him during his London round of 'This Is It' tour. Maybe..just maybe...God didnt want little Shaheen to be ..you know..touched by MJ. Ah, stay pure, kiddos.

Ballet Under the Stars tonight :)


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To you I bestow

I am bored at work and it's the weekend.

 

 

Therefore...

 

 

Let's watch ROMEO AND JULIET again!

 

 

 

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Rude boy girl rock

Oh!

Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince was a ... sob ... slight disappointment.

I can go on and on but I hate it that this instalment makes 'half blood prince' as a McGuffin effect. If I had not known any better I would go, "Half blood prince...so?"

...never showed diadem
...never talk about Valdemort's transformation and infatuations
...never discuss the locket's significance
...never bring up how the Horcrux was found
...why spend a long time on the stupid love potion and the stupid girl's infatuation with Won-Won?

Argh!

I read they saved the battle scene for Deathly Hollows' first instalment (2010) and maybe...some Dumbledore's flashbacks (they better!@##$). And while the beginning part boasts visual mastery, it was also a WTF moment. No justice...no justice. So many unimportant "romantic" scenes which take up lots of air time. Yes, Hermione and Ron finally..you know...but..everyone, move on already.

Are you more excited about watching Deathly Hollows now?
Or, scared?

Bah!


P/S: To the group of RJC fangirls sitting behind me...you know the story so dont gasp as if the plot goes differently. Dont freaking make so much noise. You are not watching a TV programme in your freaking living room. You are at the movies, surrounded by other people who have lesser academic intelligence than you. Go get yourselves some manners. You can buy school but you certainly cannot buy class. Rubbish.

###

Eat it!

The blasts that shook Asia this morning came from hot-bed Jakarta. Waduh..susah.

And please...dont link this to religion. There is no religion in the world which advocates the killing of innocent human lives. This is definitely political.

Macam macam.

.....

It's mid-month and I've hit a new financial low and the only breakfast I can afford is BISKUAT ENERGI biscuits. They're cheap and they promise energy.


Tak kuat pun?

15 biscuits down (stated as the standard requirement) and..where's the energy?

Maybe later I can run to the Padang, do the Macarena 50 times and come back within 10 minutes.



P/S: It's 'energi' not superhuman, Ed.


###

Our house

I've finished my Deakin class this morning...sailed through. Created some laughs here and there, shared some experiences here and there and drove home campaign-like messages. However, the lesson sure was draining.

I did not do anything substantial this afternoon cause i am experiencing some mild shortage of oxygen. Like I said, the morning class drained me. After 1 month of not teaching, brain got quite rusty.

Anyway...rambling rambling. 10 more minutes to "end of day" and 1 more hour to Half-Blood Prince.

du du dudu du du du du du --> Harry Potter theme.

Oh never mind.

###

My girlfriend's dead

Taken off Lauren's..

--------------------------------------------

recently have been intrigued by a new phenomenon rising in taiwan - 败犬.

败犬 = defeated dog

败犬是指30岁以上，高收入、高学历、事业成功，但无感情归宿的女性。这种说法源自日本女作家酒井顺子的散文集《败犬的远吠》，探讨未婚女性及其生活，认定年过三十的未婚女性，无论事业上多有成就、在职场叱咤风云，只要未婚就是人生战场上的一只败犬。
- 败犬也能成女王《Her Village》第705期

it means a woman who in her 30s, with high income, education, successful career, but uses a blank white paper to describe her love life. the term 'defeated dog' comes from a novel written by a japanese lady. it explores the life of a female, who once is 30 and beyond, no matter how successful she is in her career, as long as she is single, she is a defeated dog.

---------------------------------------------

I am not a defeated dog *sob sob*. Though I am going to be 30 soon..or eventually...whichever comes first, I dont have a high income and I dont really regard my career as successful (painful yes, successful..not yet). Education-wise, I am average. I dont want to be known as a defeated bitch. Gosh...single I am but I am not defeated.

Whoever came up with this label ought to be mauled to death by pitbull terriers. As though the world needs another pathetic stereotype on its beautiful people.

Live strong, ladies.

Now...can somebody change my light bulb and kill the cockroach under my bed?


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Moving mountain

What? I have a blog?

I am finally done producing my European Cinema Studies textbook and well...I've learnt a lot about continental cinema compared to my own country's cinematic history.

I cant wait for the weekend to come. Saturday I'll be catching Ballet Under the Stars and Sunday...I hope for a little me time. Oh wait! I have promised Meiling that I'm going to the zoo with me. Drats, I forgot.

Shall spend some alone time at the Hamadryas' enclosure, I guess.

Anyway today Gaga and Jinggo and I paid for our National Day weekend - Tioman trip. However, though we paid, our booking at Paya Beach will only be confirmed on Friday... Subject to availability. Otherwise, they will place us elsewhere. Whatever...a shelter is just that....a shelter.

I cant help it.
I'm a utilitarian.

Okay...tomorrow is my first lesson for the semester - Business Communication for Deakin University. I am having jitters...nervous as hell.

But it's good right? Cause once you lose the jitters you dont take it as seriously? And put in less effort, I guess. Hopefully the jitters work for me tomorrow. New students, new subject, new university. Kecut perut, nyah!

And oh!
Harry Potter tomorrow at 1840hrs!!

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Sweet dreams

Beyonce - Sweet Dreams (High Quality)
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I am in love with this at the moment.

Beyonce eats wriggly worms!


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Fighting temptations

I am so tempted to write in to Monash, asking them to take me in and let me do my Master programme and teach at the same time at Monash Sunway campus. Though I do have moments of self-doubt and questions such as "Am i worthy?" crop up, the general vibe that I have is...hell, why can't I?

 

Now...if only my desires arent that short-lived.

 

 

 

###

Yes, I made it to the Botanical Gardens today...after more than 15 years of not being there. I couldnt even remember it being this pretty.

It was already 1645hrs when I met Meiling and by the time we reached the Botanic Gardens, it was already 1815hrs.




Looking at the map and the signboard, frankly, I was quite overwhelmed. Dammit. If I had remember the place to be this big, I would have started my adventure earlier instead of staying of home watching MTV's MJ tribute programme for the umpteenth time.

Anyway,our first stop was the Swan Lake where we saw 2 pairs of swans. Such big pond, and there's only 4 swans. Maybe others have been roasted. Oh that will be yummy.

What's up

I woke up at 0800hrs after sleeping for more than 12 hours. Read magazines, newspapers, book, a number #2, Anthony Bourdain, Friends, milo, chicken rice...all before 1230hrs.

And I have been doing all of the above with a tower on my shoulders. Been wanting to take a shower since 0800hrs...hah, obviously that didnt happen.

Ah, Friends again!


P/S: am contemplating Botanic Gardens...but damn, I need to shower for that.

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Run baby run

HUAAAWAARRGGH!!

(hulk-moment, there)

As I sit here in my office, nose almost touching the monitor screen as I had been absorbed into the world of Cinema of Armenia (cause I'm writing textbok on it), a growing sense of restlessness meets on a plain with sleepiness. Have I lost you, yet?

I passed out last night on the floor (ah, but where else?) after reading the papers at 0100hrs. After a long day at work (with a teeny bit of Raffles City shopping in between), I managed to drag Meiling to the grounds of the National Museum to catch a bit of the Night Festival. We soaked in sweat as we stood for the main performance to start around 2230hrs, amid other sweaty bodies. But boy...was it good. Will upload videos later when I get back.





Hobbled to the Turkish restaurant at Hotel Rendezvous after that. Meiling had her Turkish coffee while I...lamely got stoned out drinking the Turkish Cold Apple Tea. What followed was a weird sense of trippiness as I struggled to stay conscious in the cab.

All right.
Need to run to my favourite Chinese man (err..Old Chang Kee) for some sustenance.
2 more chapters ...but all I want to do is sleep.



###

You're so vain

6am, day after Christmas
I throw some clothes on in the dark
The smell of cold
Car seat is freezing
The world is sleeping
I am ... numb.


I caught SUNSHINE CLEANING just now and it added to my list disappointing films the season had to offer (on top of Transformers, Terminator Salvation,Ice Age3, Brothers Bloom). Okay Sunshine Cleaning was not as bad as Transformers..fine.

But it is not to say that the film is not without its moments. I like simple, indie stories but Sunshine Cleaning was trying to incorporate too much issues and at the end of a very short 90 minutes, nothing much was achieved. Climax wasnt really impactful, if there was even one.

But what was good was the acting and comic timing. Amy Adams is fast becoming a favourite (oh come on, who doesnt like her in ENCHANTED..kwa kwa "How do you knooow?") and Emily Blunt was so edgy it's good. Alan Arkin was a lark as usual as he reprised almost a similar character to his Little Miss Sunshine's. Still, if only the conflict was poignant enough. Watching Sunshine Cleaning gave me reminiscents of Half Nelson...only slightly better.



I need to sleep.
I am dead beat.

A thousand times goodnight, rebel rousers.


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My generation / Like a rolling stone

Der People of My Generation,

 

 

Do you find age catching up with you? Do you find that even though you watch what you eat, sleep well and stay youthful, some things have just...changed? Do you find yourself doing something which you wouldnt do 10 years ago? Do you catch yourself sounding like your dad/mom sometimes? And just how that felt?

 

Scary, isnt it?

 

'Scary' is the word to define stepping into mortgage land. It is also the word to use when you experience or anticapte parents, older siblings and relatives wilting in front of you. 'Scary' is the word when you finally need to figure how to use the washing machine, the stove, the sewing machine when your parents have outused them all. 'Scary' is the word to define how you move on in your life, thinking nothing and no one is permanent and that when push comes to shove, nothing is really that important.

 

'Scary' is such a scary word.

 

When I think I can deal with life, someone or something pops out and tells me I can't. Then I spend time dealing with the doubt, wasting precious time wherelse I can spend that time improving myself. How do we tell our loved ones nicely that, while some ways work for them, they may not work on us? Things like marriage, insurance, housing, choice of cable channels and education? No one's life is the same...just how do we learn?

 

Why can't school teach us how to deal with all these income tax, marriage, family planning, in-laws, ERP? The fastest way to travel from Tampines to Jurong? How to squeeze in the morning crowd and still get a seat on the MRT? The most polite way to tell someone of his offensive, and probably toxic, body odour?

 

And God, why cant I stay up late anymore?

 

 

 

###

Do something

I am disappointed

But I know

Life is always not fair.

:(

So maybe tomorrow, we'll find our way.

###

Brown sugar

Chocolate is a naughty little minx.

After consuming three harmless pieces (thanks to a generous colleague who wanted to share the love), Ewok and I were in the throes of ecstasy (not together...but metaphorically). We were ooh-aah-ing over those pieces of expensive chocolate and there were satisfied smiles all around. It was like..wow.

And now...2 hours later, both Ewok and I are almost dead on our desks, falling from the great lethargic height of choc-orgasm. I feel like crap now.

Damn you chocolate.

###

Blame it on the boogie

Oil stains on my favourite dress.

 

The sadness.

 

 

 

###

PYT (Pretty young thing)

I want to blog about my Cameron Highlands trip...but argh, where did the weekend go to?


*hums Michael Jackson's Remember The Time*


Last Friay, headed down to Junction 8 to meet Liah and mummy-to-be Noreen. Had to see the mother before she pop at the end of the month. After PastaMania, we headed to Haagen Dazs to continue the 'khayalan' (fantasy) madness. We found ourselves at AMK Hub at 2200hrs. Liah and Noreen joined Meiling and me to catch ICE AGE 3. While I bought my tickets 2 days before, the girls bought theirs on the night itself and got front row seats :)

ICE AGE 3 was...quite disappointing. I dont know what's wrong with the films lately. Blockbusters with no soul - Transformers, Terminator Salvation, etc. Or is it just me and my melancholic old-age depression? The film was mediocre at best but I love the sexual innuendos (yes, in ICE AGE!)

Oh well. Got home slightly past midnight and I collapsed on the floor unwashed till next day when I woke up automatically to go work. Wah...improvement. Work was never-ending as always and I was just glad to run out at 1315hrs to VivoCity to meet Meiling for..wait for it...another movie.

BROTHERS BLOOM was a damn postmodern offering by Rian Johnson . I like it but it felt just damn long. It felt like a Wes Anderson-production (it wasnt, sadly) and I kind of expected Owen Wilson and Jason Schwartzman to jump into the mise-en-scene. Didnt happen. But, overall, the movie was a little breath of fresh air. Just a bit too long and so, it got kind of stale towards the end. Pity.

Rushed home and at 2200hrs met Gladys at Clarke Quay. We were supposed to join CY2 and friends at Attica. We were early so I brought this minah Filipina around Clarke Quay and to ChinaOne for drinks and lepak. 30 minutes later, we dashed out and headed to Attica where CY2 and friends were already there. It was around 2315hrs and the crowd was jumping jumping growing.

Caucasian-man crowd...uh oh.
It's going to be a long and poser-ish night.

No offence to the Caucasian men in the club last night but they were all there to pick girls up and well...not about the dance nor music. Wrong club for me, lah. I am not cut out for the, urgh, Attica "sophistication" with ladies in pretty dresses and prettier poses and all that. Give me the whacked-out ghetto, I guess. And bring back my sneakers, too.

Anyway, manage to create our own fun and got home at 0430hrs. Collapsed on the floor after washing my face and fell asleep while reading the papers. Woke up at noon and rushed to the hair salon.

The hair experience...urgh...it requires another entry on its own.
Disgusting stuff.

Right now, I need to re-arrange my stacking mountain of clean clothes back into the wardrobe and plan what to wear for the week. The clothes have been piling on the bed (hence I rather sleep on the floor) and I have been wearing horrid mismatched clothes to work cause those were the only ones left in my cupboard.

Later then.


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Greatest love of all

I am tasked to teach another university (Deakin) subject next semester, on top of my 3 Monash Uni subjects. Though it will look good on my resume when I leave next year, it does ruffle me a little. It's going to be a business subject...

On top of that, I dont have a Mass Comm-related class in the Diploma/Higher Diploma level next semester. That really sucks smelly balls cause only in those levels can I really go into the essence of media and communication. Thank you, so much Big Man. Thank you.

I guess this is for falling out of favour. You deprive someone of something she loves most.

Basket.

Hatin' on the club

Am loving Rihanna's Hatin' On The Club :)

Anyway...

OH GOD! NO!!!

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Manchester United make shock move for Michael Owen
Matt Dickinson, Chief Sports Correspondent

Michael Owen will sign for Manchester United on a free transfer today provided that he passes a stringent medical at Old Trafford.

The move would represent an astonishing turnaround in fortunes for the striker, who was relegated with Newcastle United only six weeks ago. On top of the prospect of winning medals with the Barclays Premier League champions, the chance to pair up with Wayne Rooney will give Owen hope that he can revive his England career.

He has been exiled by Fabio Capello, but England are short of proven strikers with the World Cup finals less than 12 months away and Owen could force his way back into the reckoning if he succeeds at United.

Owen, 29, joined the ranks of the unemployed on Wednesday, when his contract at Newcastle expired, and his agents had been so concerned about a lack of interest that they sent a brochure to Premier League managers setting out his strengths.

Liverpool, his former club, were among those who showed no desire to sign him, and only 48 hours ago Sam Allardyce said that a deal would be too risky for Blackburn Rovers because of Owen’s injury record.

But Sir Alex Ferguson has decided that with Owen a free agent, it is a gamble worth taking. The United manager is hopeful that his big-match temperament will yield a glut of goals, while Owen will be thrilled after four nightmare years at St James’ Park.

The deal will require Owen to accept a huge drop in salary from the £120,000 a week he was earning on Tyneside. Everton, who made an offer this week, had been willing to pay a basic salary of about £50,000 a week.

The scale of the United deal is not yet clear in terms of length of contract or salary, but United are understood to have included incentives depending on games played, goals scored and trophies won.

First Owen will have to convince the doctors that he is fully fit. He has not suffered a bad injury since snapping his cruciate ligament at the 2006 World Cup finals, which ruled him out almost for an entire season, but there have been a number of niggles and he has lost his once extreme pace.

Ferguson’s interest in Owen is longstanding. He considered buying him when he left Real Madrid for Newcastle in 2005, but he already had Rooney and Ruud van Nistelrooy and was not willing to match Newcastle’s £16.5 million offer. United were considering a £12 million bid the next summer before Owen suffered the injury to his right knee in Germany.

United need attacking options. Cristiano Ronaldo has been sold to Real Madrid for £80 million, Carlos Tévez has departed, seemingly for Manchester City, and Ferguson lost out this week on Karim Benzema, who is bound for the Bernabéu from Lyons.

The intriguing question for United fans is whether Dimitar Berbatov, such a disappointment last season, would lose his place to a Rooney-Owen partnership. Capello, too, will watch with interest. Owen has played only once for the Italian, in a friendly against France in March last year, and the England manager has been sparing in his praise.

Owen, however, will be a lot more optimistic about adding to his 40 goals and 89 caps if he is modelling a United shirt by tonight.

If United’s move for Owen was a shock, Manchester City’s latest attempt to lure John Terry from Stamford Bridge was more predictable. Chelsea confirmed last night that they had rejected a second offer for the England captain, thought to be less than £30 million, after turning down a similar approach last season.

- Times Online.

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God. How does he sleep at night? Fine...rolling in his UK pounds obviously. This is the most disgusting news I've heard all week, apart from TooMuchCrap freezing employees' wage. Urgh. Vile. Disgusting stuff.


"Whoahhh, you got me hatin' on the club
'Cause you took my love
Oh you took my love
and Now you got me like whoahhh
You got me hatin' on the club
'Cause you took my love
Why'd you have to take my love
Whoahh" (Rihanna)


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She's a (clumsy) woman

AARGH!
WARDOBE MISHAP!

I have 4 major oil stains on my dress while eating the messy breakfast
(and I only realised about it 2 hours later). I poured talcum powder
on them but ..urgh..I was too late. Now, I have oil and powder patches
on my dress. I need to take cab home.

Yes, I'm that particular. But, would you want to be caught on a train
wearing a dirty dress?

Exactly.

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It's all coming back

The pain is coming.
The lisping is going to start.
The agony in eating will come back.
I am seeking pseudo comfort here.

I've been getting frequent mouth sores for the last few months, no thanks to stressful lifestyle, horrid sleeping pattern and an acidic diet. Got it for 2 weeks before the trip to Cameron Highlands and it managed to subside when I got there. But on the first day I got there, I tried this Cameron apple/mango-like fruit and immediately, it shot my tongue. Immediately, the impact hit home.

Now, it's all coming back to me now. Last night, before the MJ Tribute karaoke (more on that next time), I could only swallow porridge. This morning, my chicken wrap breakfast was just a painful messy affair. The ulcer pains havent escalated yet as they (yes, always more than one at a time)are still in baby stages. By next week, be prepared to see me rolling and groaning in pain. Woe, is me.

Crap.
The stomach is giving me problems again.
Maybe 30 will be the age that I finally die.

*Excuse me as I run to the toilet*



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In the closet

Urgh. I don't feel well. Actually, I felt sick after eating the curry puffs for breakfast. Bad potatoes, maybe. Urgh...stomach hurts. It could be gastric/ulcer but..ah, let's just pin it on the potato.

Felt a little better just now after having 'cawanmushi' at Sakae Sushi. That always soothe the problematic stomach. Yes, I'm troublesome. But haha, you'll love me still if you were to compare other troublesome and problematic people with me.

Going to have the MJ Tribute 'concert' tonight. I brought my fedora hat and will make my face pale later. Maybe Abercrombie brought her white socks. That's what she told me yesterday. Jinggo forgot her white clay mask and as for A-go-go Girl, I'm not soo sure. This should be exciting.

That is...if I can last till then.
My head is starting to spin.

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