Boogie nights

Am still reeling from the euphoric yet traumatic experience of judging TooMuchCrap's Got Talent competition. We had:

1. Local Indian boy singing Indo song from Nidji
2. Indo boy singing an English Christian song
3. Indo boy singing "I'm Yours"
4. Indo girl singing a Plain White T's song
5. Indo boy singing an Indo song
6. Korean boy singing Korean song
7. Indian boy singing Jay Sean's "Down"
8. 2 Indo boys singing Alkaline Trio's "Love Love Kiss Kiss"
9. French girl singing French song
10. Indo girl singing Lady Gaga's Paparazzi

The first 9 were nice and tame. #6 and #5 (my student) were damn emotional while singing their ballads. #1 did a little beatboxing. #2 was so earnest it made me feel like I was in church camp. #3's voice was ...melting. #4 was a bit too laidback...but I think she looked good though. #7 was trying to be smooth like Jay Sean but he was a bit too nervous and the song was too fast for him as he was breathless most of the time.

#8 was a personal favourite - very unassuming guys with punk-rock vibe and cheery voices. #9 was a bit of a mess - nervous and forgot her lyrics. It shouldnt have been a problem because we couldnt understand her anyway. Now...#10, who happened to be my student, was very bizarre.

She started to jump soon into the song and 3/4 into it, she started to fling her hairband and almost wanted to unzip her jacket to throw it away. But when she was about to unzip, she realised her boobs were on the verge of falling out. She already brought the house down with her antics and dancing (she was on the floor at some point!) and if she were to flash her boobs, that would be a horrific experience. Anyway, she got through to next week's finals.



High entertainment value and well..what can I say..the crowd (boys..tsk!) loved her.




Irda, Abegail and I ... the judges.


All the contestants plus hosts and main organisers.

Madness!


P/S: There's going to be a baby shower thingy at my place tomorrow. The mother planned something for the sister-in-law.

P/P/S: Oh 6 of them got into the finals next week - #3, 5, 6, 7, 8 and 10.


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Sing a song of sixpence

TooMuchCrap's Got Talent Semi Finals is starting soon and I am one of the judges. I am having a stomachache (but not yet ..you know..ripe enough to let it go haha) and what if I need to go in middle of the show?

Urgh.

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Whatcha think about that?

Stitch, a colleague, just compared the teachers in TooMuchCrap with the sex slaves in Geylang. Both us and them prostitue ourselves. We're all doing a thankless job and we have to deal with all sorts of crap.

But...the prostitues have it better.

They can choose their clients (we cannot) and be rewarded immediately after job (we don't, obviously).

I cant choose and I am almost free-of-charge.

Fuck me?

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15

The trip to Hong Kong is confirmed. Accommodation, thanks to Lao Lee, has all been settled. I just need to get my ticket home and I'm good. I bought one way SQ because I thought my air miles werent enough to garner a free ticket. Then I realised SIA had a discount thingy and damn...I cant get a ticket for my intended return leg. Maybe the flight is full or something (cause it's a Sunday) Worse come to worse, I would have to fork out money and take JetStar home. Or I extend one more day till Monday and hope that I can get an SQ flight home free of charge.

Yes, I am cheapskate. But why spend at all when you can get it free, right? Besides the money will be better spent on other things.

December may see me dropping by KL to see Tan who is getting married then. That, from experience, no need much planning. So no worry.

Right now, I have been googling for my Vietnam trip in February. Planning is still under radar because my kaki, Meiling, has a bigger trip to worry about. She's going to *envy mode on* Denmark and Norway in December to visit a friend and to have an extremely white Christmas. Good for her. She has worked her ass off.

So...let me just start thinking about Vietnam. By the time I come home, it will be Sha's wedding. Wow. Time flies like crazy!

A thousand times goodnight and goodbye, o youth.


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Get here

It's nice to know that someone actually looks up to you high enough to seek your advice in 'serious' matters.

A former NPCC cadet actually asked me if it's wise for her to make certain career moves. I have not seen her for 2-3 years and yet, she appeared out of nowhere to ask for my 2-cent's worth. Granted, she might be at her wits' end and had no one to ask. Okay...fine. Hah. Whatever.

I have one more who is in NS right now and is having a hard time coping. He has been trying to pour his woes to me but I have been evading. I dont think I should be the one listening to this. Am I just biased? I have listened to him a few times but honestly, there's nothing much I could do to help him. And he's been getting on my nerves. Calling and asking me to talk to him. Hello. I am not your girlfriend. Urgh.

Eh, where was I?

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Face down

Just had a one-on-one conversation via email with The Gulag and she gave me a 'smiley' emoticon.

Now..this throw the 'system' off-balance.

What the hell am I going to do with the emoticon?

Hahahahaha.
Lame.

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Blood sugar sex magik

Maameemoo: (man-coos) What is this? So sweeeeet!

Ed: It's just chocolates...nothing much.

Maameemoo: It's so sh-weet. (reads the front note) "Happy birthday, Mr Maameemoo. Dear Haji Maameemoo, may your life continue to be filled with sweetness. Regards, your neighbour." So sweet.

Ed: Huh..it's nothing.

Maameemoo: I am going to tell my wife about this later. I mean, she knows about you...

Ed: Why wouldn't she know about me? (mocks) Why is it a secret?

Maameemoo: Hahahaha like an illicit affair..hahha. Anyway, yeah, gonna share this with my wife when she comes over later.

Ed: For lunch? You have class tonight? I thought you'll be in the afternoon shift. (thinks: Thank God I didnt hire a stripper for him at lunch. Or buy a cake)

Maameemoo: No I am on split shift. That's why my wife is coming during lunch. We can go watch a movie or something.

Ed: Or get a room!

Maameemoo: Eee. Get a room? Eeee...You're disgusting!

....

I am disgusting?

Come on.

Don't lie.

I would get a room too if it's my birthday and I have a spouse who wants to spend the afternoon with me before going back to work in the evening. Now, that is sweet.

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Mambo Italiano

Beckham is going to AC Milan come January.

Good for you, B.
Good for you.

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Masquerade

The cough is getting irritating and is hurting my throat.

Other than that, I am feeling damn cold here in the Mass Comm room.

in 30 mins' time, I can go home.

The joy of being broke.

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Almost gone

So yesterday was work day and I stayed in the office till about 1700hrs where the mother and sister then picked me up in a cab and we then headed to the Singapore General Hospital. The auntie was warded on Friday cause she had been awfully sick and was vomitting. Crap man. The mother visited her on Tuesday and though her speech was problematic, she still looked cheery. Then on Friday, things took a bad turn and she was sent to A&E. The mother was with with her and she said it looked bad. I, on the other hand, had stupid class to conduct and I couldnt be with her. If anything had happened that night, I would have burnt down my office.

Anyway, yeah. The auntie was all the more dazed on Friday, sicker and unable to express herself due to cancer encroaching her nerves, screwing up her motor and speech skills. I got the updates at night after work from the mother as I was trying to read the newspapers. Couldnt focus on what the heck I was reading after that.

So Saturday afternoon was spent at SGH. The uncle said that the wifey was much better that day. After being admitted, doctors gave her steroids and somehow that helped her neural cells (or whatsoever) and she could string logical sentences and all.

As SGH's stupid rule was to allow only 2 passes to visitors at the same time, the sister and I were stuck downstairs waiting for my other relatives to come down so that we could take turn. However, we did find a little flaw and by 1830hrs, there were quite a few of us by her side. Hah.

Oh one thing I must add. My uncle had the most horrible day yesterday. After admitting his wife at the hospital, news broke that his elder sister, who was based in Kota Tinggi Johor, had just passed away. Cancer, also. Wow. Imagine the feeling?

So in the evening the uncle decided to make his way to Johor alone as his sister would be buried on that very night itself. By the time he reached Johor, there was no more bus as it was near midnight. He then had to take a cab to the house...which cruised along dark roads. Anyway, by morning he was back in Singapore to tend to his son and wife. Gosh. Dear God, please give him the strength and patience. We're behind you, Cik Ni.

So at the end of the day, it was the mother, the sister, the cousin, the uncle and me by the bedside. We tried to keep the air light and breezy. I was getting dizzy looking at the busy traffic of nurses in the oncology unit. My...cancer is a really common, common thing. I think a ward at the end of the corridor is potentially having a fatal one cause many teary-eyed relatives were outside.

The mother said on Friday, one patient in the same room as my auntie passed away. Death is lurking at every corner, ya'll.

Then it was time to leave. Hugged and kissed all around. Could see the hesitance in the air. On her part..her hubby's...her son's...us.


God give them strength, health and patience.
Please.

No news today. Didnt visit her. I didnt even step out to catch some sun today. I just moped at home and prayed. That's all I did, really. Last night, I really pleaded and begged till my eyes went horribly swollen. Today, I just wanted to rot.

Oh.
Am nursing a brewing headache.
Horrible cough
Bad throat.
Maybe God is really swapping us.
Maybe He really hears me.
Here! Here!
I'm open.


P/S: The game sucked. Man U sucked. Football is a fucking stupid game anyway. And oh, if you havent talked to me for the longest time and suddenly you appeared to taunt my Man U loss, what the fuck man? Grow some balls. Why didnt you talk when you lost all those stupid games? Grow some balls and while you're at it, go fuck a midget.

P/P/S: For the first time, I am not interested in catching the latest of Grey's Anatomy. I read up on cancer recently and all those medical terms are still swimming in my head. I am in no mood to watch medical trauma and see/hear carcinoma in what ever shapes and sizes. Maybe later in the week.


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This is it

While they were doing the dance, I was slogging away at North Bridge Road.

Pooh.


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Crazy train

Tonight's my last film class for Monash and it's going to be a film which I had never seen before.

 

So I took the film home yesterday and woke up early to watch it. It was 70 minutes of suspense, panic and resignation. Elephant by Gus Van Sant was 'modelled' after the Columbine massacre in 1999. It plays up with the myths and assumptions surrounding the incidence with aesthetic artistry. At the end of it, I was shocked yet jaded. Disturbed but yet, progressive.

 

Urgh.

 

Movies messed up your head, people.

 

And that's a good thing.

 

 

 

P/S: Why don't they make Brutal Legend for Wii? Why?? Why???

 

 

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Heartbreaker

She hasnt returned my message. Is she sleeping? Is she still keying her reply? Or has she broken down in tears...cause her hands can no longer do what her brain and her heart want her to do?

Heartbreaking.

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The power of goodbye

Thank God I have you, blog-o.

The mother just went on and on talking about the auntie. She went over to her place yesterday while I...went on a denial mode and decided to go karaoke instead. If Bibik were to die last night, I would never forgive myself.

Her memory is fading and she has reached the lost and confused stage. Remember how Izzy (from Grey's Anatomy) was after the major op? Her memory failed occasionally and she suffered bouts of frustration. Well, Bibik is getting all that too.

When people ask her questions, she might suddenly forget how to speak. She forgets words...everything's a blank. The mother said she'd then break down in tears. She would be holding her handphone and suddenly she couldnt remember how to text, what to text or what the fuck was going on. Then, she would cry.

Are you feeling shitty already? Imagine how her hubby and son feel? Imagine how she feels?

5 tumours.
All in terminal stage.
Take care of yourselves, people.

I know she is holding on the best she can. She has been holding on for years now. A part of me (us) wants it to end...stop all the suffering nonsense. Yet a part of me wants her to stay...be around to see me start a family, buy a house etc etc.

Think we have to really deal with it. I think by telling her that everything will be fine, if she is here or not, will be cool. I dont know. Shit. How the hell do u deal with it? Argh! Crap.

I think I'll tell her that I love her ...now. My dear darling Bibik, I love you as much as I love my parents. I love you because you have always loved me for me. I loved you for you always have me in your thoughts. I love you for your great outlook of life. I love you so much because you're you.

Okay.
Now...I need to tell her that.


P/S: First, I'll call singtel mio tv for their football frenzy promo.

P/P/S: I'm number 1 when it comes to acknowledging the power of denial and procrastination. Yes ..yes...I know.



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Run to you

Major headache alert.
Lethargy is sweeping in like tsunami.
The world in a swirl.

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Don't speak

News have just came in that she has gotten worse.

 

She can no longer talk.

 

 

 

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Eve of destruction

*slams head against the wall*

 

How do I make the Crusades and the Seljuk issues more interesting?

How do I explain the concept of the Holy Land in Chinese?

Will showing Kingdom of Heaven be useful?

No, right?

 

Crap.

Crap.

Crap.

 

 

P/S: Am suddenly reminded of my 'Macbeth' episode. You know...during the time I was doing relief teaching in a secondary school in Yishun? During that fateful Literature class where I compressed the Shakespearean tragedy in a few profound Mandarin words? I was brilliant! Hahahahahahaha.

 

 

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Back to the U.S.S.R

The Berlin Wall crumbled 20 years ago. How long will it take to break your personal wall? Will you still be alive 20 years from now? Are we ready to break the god damn concrete walls? Or is yours made of steel?

 

Mind fuck, seriously.

 

Today is Global Culture class day and it's chapter 3 - religion. Great. More specifically, on Christianity and Islam. Whoo-pee. Last week I did a little prelude...talking about Catholicism and its Counter-Reformation movement and its stand against Protestant. I hope the students get it. Was thinking of role playing but decided to give the idea to the drain cause I was afraid of being blasphemous. Anyway, last week..realised the students were more interested in the history of the modern wars rather than on religions. I amazed myself at how I could memorise the historical accounts...I would have been great in History and Geography if my stupid secondary school had allowed me to take them, rather than the stupid Principles of Accounts and A Maths. It screwed up my life and I totally hated my upper secondary school years. *grumblegrumblegrumble*

 

Anyway...yes, religion today and we're going to focus on the concepts of 'fundamentalism' and 'ecumenism'. That means, we are going to talk about church fanatics, hardcore rabbis, hardline ayatollahs, etc. Need to make a disclaimer at the beginning of class. Need to declare that whatever we mention in class today is not my pure judgement or imagination but historical facts and figures of the material world. Need to declare that we should not discuss things in class to hurt each other (cause I have a Benetton ad of a class) but rather, to set things out in our pursuit of ..ahem..world peace.

 

I hope people participate. I mean...yes, my voice is lovely and all but it gets boring if I were to hear myself for 3 hours non-stop.

 

To the classroom!

 

 

 

P/S: Should have brought the Bible and the translated Quran to class. Damn.

 

P/P/S: Hahahaha...I had 'Bible', 'Quran' and 'damn' in one sentence! Okay cheap thrill.

 

 

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I want it that way

Now imagine if this is set in a Malay context. What kind of food will a Malay lady go crazy for? Hahahaha...sambal belachan? Asam pedas? Telur asin? Bergedil? Petai?

Kicaaaaaaaaaaap!


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He said she said

CY and Gib...speechless.





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Julia says

Spent my Sunday afternoon in town, finding refuge from the searing sun. Caught 2 movies at Cineleisure - Funny People + Julie and Julia.



FUNNY PEOPLE is not supposed to be funny so I am a bit pissed reading reviews which slam it for not being funny. The only thing funny about it are the title and Eric Bana, okay?

Other than that, it's a sad portrayal of a comedian/celebrity's life. At the end of the day, it's about who are you fucking with and who's fucking you up really. Funny People is a mature treat from Judd Apatow and I use the term 'mature' loosely cause his frat and fart jokes are all still intact. It's just that he has gone slightly darker that's all. Hey, no sweat with me. As long as Seth Rogen continues with his witticism and stonerism, I'm all in. So yeah, I acknowledge this film is not funny but hey, not all funny people are funny all the time. It would have been even better if the film isnt so long, though.



JULIE AND JULIA is kind of awesome, especially whenever they have Meryl Streep on screen. The retro part of the film is great while the modern part with Amy Adams...not so great. It's good but, not great. This is definitely a feel good movie with food. Lots and lots of yummy, delicious, scrumptious food. I felt like running out for a good juicy steak while watching 'Julie' cook beef. It has that kind of effect on you.

This film to me is fluff. Nothing much to think about and nothing much to scratch your head after - which can be a good thing after you had sat through 2.5 hours of Funny People (it's too long!). Still, I recommend this over My Sister's Keeper anytime.


[End of review]


Yesterday, Weiling organised her daughter's 1-month-old celebration. I came at about 1830hrs with Liah+bf and Clara+bf joined us later in a bit. KC and BK were also there, sans partners. Thank God...otherwise, I would just dig a hole and die in a partner-less pit. I am okay with being single. It's just that when I feel singled out for being single...now, that's a sticky one.

Anyway...Megan!








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Din daa daa

Did I just moonwalk/airwalk/glide?????

I think I just did!

I am an old B-girl wannabe!

Sent from my Nokia phone

Keep me in your heart for a while

Caught up with some of the gurlfriends at Weiling's place and then at midnight, went to catch a show with Lauren.



My Sister's Keeper, the movie, is different from the book. But then again, it's kind of expected because it's a Hollywood production and Hollywood always wants to please us. Nevertheless, it's still a bucket of sadness, despair and maybe redemption (depends on how you see the ending) and it will bring a tear or two (or bucket loads) to the house.

Maybe you shouldnt watch this if your loved one has cancer and you are not ready to deal with it. Maybe. Hey, what do I know?

I didnt see her today. We didnt see her today. I cannot bring myself to see her all by myself. How would I react? What would we talk about? You know, I remember telling her (at the beginning) to be strong and fight but, after watching the show, I asked myself: Does she want to fight this anymore? Has she accepted it and not want to fight anymore?

I asked the sister just now when I got home and she said of course the auntie wanted to continue fighting this battle. "She wanted to see (her son) grow up. She wanted to see me get married. She wanted to see YOU get married," she said.

Wow.
That again.
That's not the first.
The mother told me that too.

It makes seeing her even harder. The thought of not being able to do it for her is horrible. But of course, I'll get by and try to live by telling myself..she's not my mother. She cannot make me feel guilty. She does not have the right to make me feel guilty.

Right, Ed.
She's not your mother.
She's just someone who used to take care of you
Watched you grow up and live your life
Watched you travel the world on her behalf
Hell, you had more fun with her than with your mom.
How could you say she's not yout mother?

Fuck. I mess my own head sometimes. Maybe I should be the one with cancer. Committed to no one, no responsibility, no baggage, no aspirations, no place of my own, no wealth, no one's fighting to keep me alive, no dependants. No strings attached. None.

I make a very good candidate.
Swap us.


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She

Oh...it is also because 'she' is losing her memory. She is drifting away from us. She is beginning not to respond. She is beginning to show signs of losing it. She is rapidly fading away. She is leaving us, surely, behind. She is leaving home. She is leaving earth. She...will soon be gone.

:(

Sent from my Nokia phone

From whisper to a scream

I am having a twisted and depressng Deepavali.



Leave me out with the waste this is not what I do
It's the wrong kind of place to be thinking of you
It's the wrong time for somebody new
It's a small crime and I got no excuse
And is that alright yeah?

I give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright yeah?
If you don't shoot it
How am I supposed to hold it?
Is that alright yeah?
I give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright yeah, with you? (9 Crimes, Damien Rice)


[got reminded of this song when I was watching the latest Grey's Anatomy earlier]


Every thing seems potentially heartbreaking. Every thing's a potential deadend. Maybe I'll see hope tomorrow or on Monday but today, the world sucks.


P/S: I dont think I should watch Donnie Darko right now. Am in my dark and twisties. Donnie Darko can wait another day lest I am dying to hit a nervous breakdown.


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What the world needs now

I spotted this window display on my route to seek dinner last night. A colleague then pointed this...which had been up for a week, he said. I was dumbstruck. How distatesful, insensitive and inappropriate.




The shop has been there for quite some time but it has since been refurbished. This is AFTER the refurbishment. Before that, it was still mysterious cum (hah) classy looking. Now, it's just outwardly crass. It gives sex a freaking bad name, man.

Call me a prude but a group of young Malay boys were standing outside and ogling at the window display. There were many kids walking with their parents there, locals and tourists alike. Just what kind of message is that? Come on. Even sex shops in Aussie, NYC and even red-light district Geylang arent that tacky and distasteful.

There's a mosque at the back of the building and a freaking cathedral across the road for God's sake.

And my school is just a few metres away.

A freaking school!!!


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Broken hearted girl

 

Why does Izzie have to go?

 

Why...

Why...

Why...

 

 

Grrr.

Go to hell, people.

 

 

 

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One headlight

Ed, think Nietzsche....

"(Friedrich) Nietzsche sees the slave-morality as a source of the nihilism that has overtaken Europe. In Nietzsche's eyes, modern Europe, and its Christianity, exists in a hypocritical state due to a tension between master and slave morality, both values contradictorily determining, to varying degrees, the values of most Europeans (who are "motley").

Nietzsche calls for exceptional people to no longer be ashamed of their uniqueness in the face of a supposed morality-for-all, which Nietzsche deems to be harmful to the flourishing of exceptional people. However, Nietzsche cautions that morality, per se, is not bad; it is good for the masses, and should be left to them. Exceptional people, on the other hand, should follow their own "inner law."

A favorite motto of Nietzsche, taken from Pindar, reads: "Become what you are" (cf. to Kierkegaard's assertion, in Vol. 2 of Either/or, that in aesthetics you become what you become, whereas in ethics you are what you are)."

... whom eventually suffered manic insanity and died a demeaning death.

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Bad girl

The Cold War between The Gulag (new name, same person) and I have re-emerged again. This time round, I saw it coming and I am much more prepared. I wasnt angry when it erupted maybe deep down I knew I had a part to play too.

So, this is it then.
Pre-liberation, is that you?

I am a leader. If you dont let me lead, I'll withdraw and wither away. Right now, I have entered the third stage - wither. Think it's time.

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Poprocks and coke

The sister in law is estimated to give birth this end of the year. The point here is...the brother (maybe financially or whatsoever) cannot go to the Green Day concert. He wanted to catch NUFAN and MXPX in KL also but I think he is just cancelling everything out.

But...but we grew up with Green Day!
It's almost like watching Mat Yoyo!

Maybe I should get him the Green Day ticket...as a congratulatory (fatherhood) token and an extremely early birthday present. Crap. I think I have to start digging holes for money. You see, my intention is here but financially, I am not. I think I'll figure a way out. But one thing's for sure...I cannot afford to get one for the sister-in-law.

Forget green grass, I think I'll have to eat green toxic air soon.

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Touch my body

By the way, did I tell you that I am one of the judges for TooMuchCrap's Got Talent?

Hahahahahahahahahah*cough*hahahha!

The first audition was on Monday and we had one Korean boy who sang Sisqo's Incomplete. I wanted to hold my laughter and pee so much because he reminded me of the guy who sang 'Tuts My Barreh'.

One more round today and I must remember to empty my bladder (hell, bowels too maybe) before I sit in.

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Bulletproof

In my weak attempt to save money for Mio TV, HK, Hari Raya Haji, other people's weddings, birthdays, anniversaries, celebratory occasions (no malice intended seriously), Green Day concert, 30th birthday and other things which havent cropped up (yet), I am cutting back on buying food and is resorting to bringing food found in the house to work.

The sad thing is, the house is full of nonsensical food. So, I am just stuffing my face with cookies, chocolates and swiss roll...hoping they can fully satisfy. Fatter..fattest, man!

Alas, the chocolate doesnt satisfy what a simple bowl of noodle from Sakura downstairs can.

Alaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!

P/S: I love chocs and all...but man, a person can only consume so much before she gets 'jelak', sick or diabetes.

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Get me bodied

There's a Wing Tai sale happening at its outlets today and I did plan to go. However, now that Green Day are coming for a concert, I think I have to curb the shopping.

 

Okay.

 

That's all the strength I can muster now. I've been tired.

 

 

 

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Anyone else but you

Am still reeling with the Green Day euphoria and anxiety. I thought that it's already the 15th and was scouring the SISTIC website for ticketing details, to no avail of course. Haiyah.

Anyway...

Went to catch PAPER HEART just now and I abso-effing-lutely love it. Charlyne Yi may seem dimwitted or retarded or very high at times but I find that endearing sometimes. Her awkwardness really strikes a chord and I can really relate with her...retardation and all.




I am just glad there's no love scene between Michael Cera and Charlyne (they were once rumoured to be dating). I could have broken in tears probably hahahahahahaha. Dammit. I have a crush oh Michael Cera...who is 8 years younger than me!




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Welcome to paradise

(I'm gonna write in CAPS!)


OH MY FREAKING GOD!!! BILLIE JOE, MIKE DIRNT AND TRE COOL ARE COMING NEXT JANUARY FOR A CONCERT! GREEN DAY IS COMING, PEOPLE.

GREEN DAY IS FREAKING COMING!!!!!

WILL YOU BE THERE?
I WILL BE THERE.
WILL YOU BE AN (AMERICAN) IDIOT?
DOOKIE?
NIMROD?


ARGH!!!!!!!!


P/S: Troubled times...you know I cannot lie. I'm off the wagon and I'm hitching a ride!


P/P/S: I am so happy. I can die on my 30th birthday now :)


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Coming home now

Though I was never a fan of Stephen Gately during my Boyzone-loving days (it's Ronan for me), it is still sad to have someone dying at a young age.

Gately was found dead today in Spain and well..another one this year.

In his honour, let's go down the memory lane and I'll share with you my Top 3 Boyzone favourite hits. These songs, some time back then, were very much loved by yours truly :)


1. All That I Need (..oh good times)




2. I Love The Way You Love (sweeeeet :) )




3. Key To My Life

BOYZONE - KEY TO MY LIFE
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May God bless you, Stephen Gately.



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Halo walking on sunshine

Got some stuff to voice out but it will take too much energy. Besides, being the poorest shooter in yesterday's 0.38 shooting competition depresses the shit out of me. Maybe things will pick up soon.

In the mean time, enjoy the following from GLEE. Think I will pick up this show soon.








But right now, it's time to anatomise.

Good week ahead, ya'll.


P/S: (500) Days of Summer was quite a letdown. Yes, I was tired but I am sure the film did intensify my yawning. But no..it's not as bad as Lemony Snickett.But bad, nevertheless.

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Boys and girls

Mobile issue aside...


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Men who marry clever women live longer
Men who marry clever women are more likely to live longer, according to a study.

Published: 1:26PM BST 05 Oct 2009

A study on 1.5 million people found a woman's level of education was more important than a man's when it came to the chance of him living a long life.

The authors suggested that better educated women may be more aware of healthy diets and medical treatments, thereby influencing their partner's lifespan.

''Women traditionally take more responsibility for the home than men do, and, as a consequence, women's education might be more important for the family lifestyle - for example, in terms of food habits - than men's education.

''If highly educated women more easily understand the plethora of advice about healthy lifestyles, women's education could have a substantial influence on the health and mortality of the partner.

"Women with higher education may in addition (be able to) receive better medical treatment, which may also be true for men - and for partners of highly educated women."

The research, from experts at Stockholm University, examined data from the 1990 Swedish Census on 1.5 million people aged 30 to 59 who were in employment.

Information on causes of death, including from cancer and circulatory diseases like heart disease and stroke, was then examined for the following 13-year period.

The study, published in the Journal of Epidemiology and Community Health, found that while women's education was an important factor in the longevity of a couple, it was the man's income, and not education, that was important.

The authours found that a man's income influenced death rates for both sexes "presumably since men stand for the major part of the family income and thus the material standard of the family." (The Telegraph UK)

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Still, I doubt many men would want to live long anyway.

Right?



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Long distance love affair

 

My phone is sick and is at the service centre. I dont know when I will get it back. Even when it is fine, the service staff will have no way of calling me because I dont have a spare phone. Right now I am regretting sending my phone to the centre. My warranty has ended and (1) I had to pay $25 servicing fee and (2) I have to pay around $80-100 for the repair. Like I said, I am regretting my act because my phone could do everything except retrieve missed calls. Oh, the home screen icons have gone missing and stuff. But I could still make calls, receive 'live' calls, send/receive messages, go online, take pics and vids and play music.

 

Crap.

 

Stupid.

 

Stupid.

 

Stupid.

 

 

 

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That I Would Be Good

A quick one and I am off to work.




We love Kelly.


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Desolation row

Bleurgh.

Chocolate truffles are all gone and all I have now is an empty box and a horrible feeling in my throat and stomach.

Look like shit
Taste like heaven
Feel like crap
Where is the happy-feel-good chemical?

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Freak on a leash

Am on a bloody full shift today (0900 - 2200hrs), thanks to the assholic minds of some people. Best thing is, my class is only at night. Am wasting energy and money...spending on breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Went to Vivo during lunchtime to exchange a dress I bought on Monday. Stopped at Candy Empire to get something for Ruth for it's her 27th birthday today. Got a small box of choc truffles for lunch+tea time also. Am eating them now. They look like shit but they taste so good. Moral of the story: Don't judge shit before tasting it, okay?

Before shit hits the fan. taste it first.

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I can sing a rainbow

Last one before I try to catch a 3-hr nap.





Red and yellow and pink and green
Purple and orange and blue
I can sing a rainbow
Sing a rainbow
Sing a rainbow too

Listen with your eyes
Listen with your ears
And sing everything you see

I can sing a rainbow
Sing a rainbow
Sing along with me (Delta Goodrem)


A thousand times goodnight, sweet dreamers.



P/S: I think it's time to go back.



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Mad / Miss Independent

I am back from Batam and well..it's already 0345hrs and obviously I am still up. Think I slept too much there. But it's all good. I wish I can extend one more day and sleep again though. Or maybe take a dip in the gorgeous pool.




On a side note, no can make you mad unless you allow it to be.

Maybe, I am not an angry person anymore.



P/S: My mobile phone has gone crazy eversince it went flat on Wednesday. I cant retrieve all the 'missed' calls and worse, my Batam pictures got deleted. Sad.


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Welcome to paradise

I am nursing a major major earth-shattering headache :(

 

 

Last Thursday night, JLo, A-Go-Go and I went singing and it turned out more like an aerobics session because we mostly ended up dancing or jumping up and down screaming like banshees. I got home around 2300hrs, caught America's Next Top Model and then I concussed till Friday noon, before rushing to work.

 

Friday...batshit crazy day in the office and before I knew it, it was time for my night film class. Screened a bizarre Peter Greenaway indie flick - The Draughtsman's Contract - which got me scratching my head in weird fascination. After that, JLo, A-Go-Go and I made our way to OBar around 2330hrs where we met CY2, Z (her friend) and Va-Va-Voom.

 

All hell broke loose after that and yeah...leave it at that cause everything became a blur soon after.

 

At 0300hrs, all of us slowly (but surely!) made our way to Chine One at Clarke Quay and continued our debauchery. Again, by this time, I was already begging for mercy..mercy..mercy. Finally bade everyone farewell at almost 0500hrs.

 

Now...here I am at work. Fell asleep while packing for my Batam trip later and woke up around 0815hrs. Did some 5-minute mad packing and bolted the door to the train station. Heading to Batam with  Nani later at 1500hrs and we'll be there for 3 days, staying at Holiday Inn. Like I mentioned before...I need me some sleep.

 

Okay...back to work.

 

 

P/S: Knees are stiff as hell!

 

 

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Copa la vida

This morning, as I dashed from the kitchen to the gate, I managed to pick out some news headlines flashing on Channel News Asia. It read that from August 2010, SingTel will have the rights to broadcast EPL matches, replacing Starhub.

Words cannot describe how upset I am.

Mio shows suck and there is no Star World there. Did I mention how upset I am?

Very very much.

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