Although I just feel like throwing my shoes at Kristen Stewart (Bella..ptui!) whenever she appears on screen, Sha, Lauren and I have already bought the tickets to watch ECLIPSE this Thursday.
Team Jacob...but seriously, we know the ending.
It doesnt matter, does it.
Pooi!
I was searching; you were on a mission,
Then our hearts combined like a neutron star collision,
I had nothing left to lose, you took your time to choose
Then we told each other with no trace or fear that
Our love would be forever
And if we die, we die together
and lie, I said never
Cause our love, would be forever
The world is broken, and halos fail to glisten
We try to make a difference but, no one wants to listen
Hell the preachers Fake and proud, there answering will be cloud
Then they'll disappear like snowflakes in an ocean
Love is forever
And we'll die, we'll die together
and lie, I said never
Cause our love, can be forever
Now, I've got nothing left to lose, you take your time to choose,
I can tell you now without a trace of fear that
My Love, will be forever
And we'll die, we'll die together
And live, I will never
Cause our love, will be forever
P/S: The father is still hospitalised and doctors still havent figured out what caused the fever and chest infection. I am tired. That's all.
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Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Monday, June 28, 2010
Love is forever
It's slightly past 5am and I am about to go to bed. After the disastrous England-Germany match at midnight, I decided to do my assignment marking. Expectedly, I fell asleep before I could take the sheets out of the bed. Still, I managed to set a 0230hr alarm for the Argentina-Mexico match before I passed out.
1.5hrs later the mother woke me up and said the father's fever was getting very bad. He had been sick for 2 days but at 0130hrs just now, he was barely coherent and was shivering badly. The mother wanted me to call the ambulance..or the uncles...whoever who got a car to help. I was like..."Why? Don't bother people..we can take a cab!"
After some commotion at void deck (father could still scold us in his incoherent state), we got into a cab at 0215hrs and headed to Tan Tock Seng Hospital. The match too had started ...
...what? It's Argentina!
Anyway, while the mother waited outside, I accompanied the father for the various checks and I think the doctor said he got a high fever and some chest infection. He was pushed to a waiting room, waiting to be warded. The nurses said I could go home. They would inform me when he's eventually warded. We'll see how long.
The whole ordeal lasted 93mins. Just when the football match ended, we left the A&E.
I think the mother lacks a caring bone in her body. Either that, she is someone with a sense of tough love. At one point, she even suggested that I go hospital with the father while she stayed at home to sleep. She didnt look concerned at the hospital and continued chiding him for not taking care of himself. She went out the whole of Sunday knowing that he was sick. Scolded the father for not taking his meds when she got back. Argh!! The parents so deserved each other.
Pity the kids for not having enough love and concern in our lives. Pity us fools!
Hah.
Drama.
Okay. I have 2.5hrs to sleep before I meet the heartless office Hitler. I really hate my life right now.
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1.5hrs later the mother woke me up and said the father's fever was getting very bad. He had been sick for 2 days but at 0130hrs just now, he was barely coherent and was shivering badly. The mother wanted me to call the ambulance..or the uncles...whoever who got a car to help. I was like..."Why? Don't bother people..we can take a cab!"
After some commotion at void deck (father could still scold us in his incoherent state), we got into a cab at 0215hrs and headed to Tan Tock Seng Hospital. The match too had started ...
...what? It's Argentina!
Anyway, while the mother waited outside, I accompanied the father for the various checks and I think the doctor said he got a high fever and some chest infection. He was pushed to a waiting room, waiting to be warded. The nurses said I could go home. They would inform me when he's eventually warded. We'll see how long.
The whole ordeal lasted 93mins. Just when the football match ended, we left the A&E.
I think the mother lacks a caring bone in her body. Either that, she is someone with a sense of tough love. At one point, she even suggested that I go hospital with the father while she stayed at home to sleep. She didnt look concerned at the hospital and continued chiding him for not taking care of himself. She went out the whole of Sunday knowing that he was sick. Scolded the father for not taking his meds when she got back. Argh!! The parents so deserved each other.
Pity the kids for not having enough love and concern in our lives. Pity us fools!
Hah.
Drama.
Okay. I have 2.5hrs to sleep before I meet the heartless office Hitler. I really hate my life right now.
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Sunday, June 27, 2010
Greensleeves
The Legend Is Born:Ip Man may be inferior in quality to some but I like the message (yes, I seek messages sometimes) behind because it runs in my ... ahem ... blood. We should change to fit times and we shouldnt be restricted by traditions.
My only grouse is when Ip Man goes to Hong Kong, why is it still in Mandarin? Change to Cantonese lah!!
I hate watching HK movies in Singapore sometimes because I want to hear Cantonese language being spoken. At least give me the option to listen to their original language at certain theatres. Why can the French, Italian, Polish, Swahili, what-have-yous films be screened in their native languages and not HK films?
Ah...because Singaporean Chinese speak Mandarin?
How shallow.
Grr.
I think I need to get that wooden device where they practise they Wing Chun.
But I think, I will have better luck just getting this instead.
2 words: Jayden Smith
P/S: In the Ip Man show, they use 'Greensleeves' as a narrative device. That tune has always been my classic melancholic vehicle. So, yeah...that movie may be crappy as hell to some, but I was emotionally attached. Yes, I'm such a drama queen.
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Saturday, June 26, 2010
Relapse
Oh for the love of God, it's so nice to lie down.
I just got home...after close to 10 hours slogging meself at work. Best thing...I still brought back shitloads of crap home. Puta.
The week has been one crazy bitch. I have one dramatic issue regarding a student and my superiors but the latter pulled me into the fray, implicated me. I feel like the much-maligned World Cup Jabulani ball...used, abused, kicked, punched, volleyed but seldom appreciated.
So yeah, that issue, more academic issues, university partners and ISO audit stress, marking period...I am so tired thinking.
Okay it's beginning to depress the shit out of me. Am going to get some shut-eye before the World Cup match later between Uruguay and South Korea. Team Urugyay on this.
Yaaawn.
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I just got home...after close to 10 hours slogging meself at work. Best thing...I still brought back shitloads of crap home. Puta.
The week has been one crazy bitch. I have one dramatic issue regarding a student and my superiors but the latter pulled me into the fray, implicated me. I feel like the much-maligned World Cup Jabulani ball...used, abused, kicked, punched, volleyed but seldom appreciated.
So yeah, that issue, more academic issues, university partners and ISO audit stress, marking period...I am so tired thinking.
Okay it's beginning to depress the shit out of me. Am going to get some shut-eye before the World Cup match later between Uruguay and South Korea. Team Urugyay on this.
Yaaawn.
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Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Never say never
Just a quick note to say that the last 3 films that I saw were awesome. The A-Team could be horrific for all I care but it went "up there" thanks to its nostalgic quotient. The only downside? Jessica bloody Biel.
The producers could have taken Fann Wong or Norfasarie for all I care and I think they could be better...a pleasant sight for sore eyes. Biel depressed the screen, man.
The Karate Kid was another awesome one, though a tad draggy at the start. I really dont understand why they just cant change the title to The Black Gongfu Kid but oh well, your movie, your title. Fine.
Jayden Smith is cute but I can imagine his brat level is hitting the roof. Jackie Chan..well, his nose is still too bigh. Pfft.
And finally..ah.. Toy Story 3. Loves. Nothing else to say except thank god for the long ending credits. Otherwise, I would have gone home red-eyed.
Woody is love.
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The producers could have taken Fann Wong or Norfasarie for all I care and I think they could be better...a pleasant sight for sore eyes. Biel depressed the screen, man.
The Karate Kid was another awesome one, though a tad draggy at the start. I really dont understand why they just cant change the title to The Black Gongfu Kid but oh well, your movie, your title. Fine.
Jayden Smith is cute but I can imagine his brat level is hitting the roof. Jackie Chan..well, his nose is still too bigh. Pfft.
And finally..ah.. Toy Story 3. Loves. Nothing else to say except thank god for the long ending credits. Otherwise, I would have gone home red-eyed.
Woody is love.
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Sunday, June 20, 2010
Paranaue
If you're once a sports junkie like me (and I stressed 'once') who had gone into semi-retirement, you would think that you can just bounce back into the game. Afterall, you have the spirit and impossible is nothing. Well, screw you Adidas.
As it was too hot to do anything outside and I'm not the sort who likes to be caged in a gym, I decided to do a little D-I-Y and pick up a skill or two from youtube and out of all the shit that is there, I chose capoeira.
Got some easy steps down pat. I did attempt some lame flips (barely got off the ground) but I think I must have overdone it cause I think I pulled a hamstring.
See...never attempt this without proper guidance and a good warm up.
...limp.
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Friday, June 18, 2010
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Push
Had the most exciting WC match and ironically, I only managed to watch (or rather, read) it online.
The game between Argentina and South Korea has just ended..4-1 to ARgentina. Maybe they can really win this tournament and I can make money out of it, thanks to the illegal betting pool at work.
Damn work.
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Sabai sabai
My Thai student introduced this to me and though I hated it (the MTV especially), it got stuck in my head this morning...the moment I woke up. It's excruciating.
Now let me share this with you.
Pain must be shared.
God bless.
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Now let me share this with you.
Pain must be shared.
God bless.
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Replay
Normal excuse?
Been very occupied and tired. Work is a crazy piece of shit as usual and, for the love of the waka waka vuvuzelas, the World Cup is here!
Breaking away from my usual Brazil/Italy favourites, this round I'm gunning for Argentina/Holland. Argentina, to me, have a complete squad with a lethal Messi to up the ante. And yes, I like Maradona so say whatever you want, I am still a supporter. As for Holland - post-Gullit and van Basten - they were never my favourite but I think they have a good team this round. Or at least, I am liking the batch of Dutch players.
Yes.
Robben and van Persie included.
And oh, underdog-wise, I am hoping Ivory Coast can do an upset. Many good players there and I am not even sure if they qualify as underdogs. Drogba is a superd(r)og, lah!
Lame.
You know, 4 years ago, during the last World Cup, I was working at Singapore Pools with Shu Xiang and Adrian. I was there almost everyday and was earning shitloads (for picking up calls at least). Of course I didnt see the sun, coming home at almost dawn, sleeping the whole day and then in the evening I'd go to Selegie to start my shift.
The job was ... weird. I cited the costs of the odds, collected all sorts of football bets and watched the matches at the same time. We were not allowed to read or use our handphones and if our favourite teams were playing, we were not allowed to show a lot of excitement.
It would have been great if the matches had big-name teams but imagine having to sit through a Togo or Costa Rica match and the only familiar face was the Singaporean referee Shamsul Maidin. Mak kau...rasa bodoh siak!
But ah, Singapore Pools paid damn well for a stupid job like that. I remember 3/4 into the World Cup, I got a job down at Discovery Channel. And that's when I befriended Hira (!!). Yes it has been 4 years. I also remembered being molested at the park near the office but...damn, I'll recap that next time.
Where was I?
Oh yeah Discovery Channel.
My job was to do some scheduling and after a week, it got repetitive. Though the money was good (it paid me more than my editing job down at ShitNPee), the location was a bitch (Changi Business Park) and I had a problem with staying indoors and being on my ass for 8 hours. Not only that, I was juggling writing freelance for 2 architectural and design trade magazines, Singapore Pools and then Discovery Channel. During the first few days at Discovery, I clocked in barely 2 hours of sleep, man. That was so fucked.
I quit Singapore Pools 1-2 matches shy from completing the season. I was like a freaking zombie, running between AMK, Changi and Selegie. Even the Starbucks staff down at the Cathay told me get some sleep. Another reason was that I wanted to watch the finals in peace, or at least, by not having to work. So yeah. I left. I didnt stay at Discovery long too. After 2+ months, I left to do relief teaching. That's another story.
Wow. Look how far we've come, Ed. 4 years ago, I left ShitNPee, ran to West Timor, went back to Perth, climbed a mountain and river rafted in Taman Negara, did well in freelance writing, Singapore Pools, Discovery Channel and then relief teaching at a secondary school. Earned money, lost money and eventually, living from hand to mouth. So erratic...so exciting. 2006 was the year, man.
Let's see if things are as exciting this time round.
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Been very occupied and tired. Work is a crazy piece of shit as usual and, for the love of the waka waka vuvuzelas, the World Cup is here!
Breaking away from my usual Brazil/Italy favourites, this round I'm gunning for Argentina/Holland. Argentina, to me, have a complete squad with a lethal Messi to up the ante. And yes, I like Maradona so say whatever you want, I am still a supporter. As for Holland - post-Gullit and van Basten - they were never my favourite but I think they have a good team this round. Or at least, I am liking the batch of Dutch players.
Yes.
Robben and van Persie included.
And oh, underdog-wise, I am hoping Ivory Coast can do an upset. Many good players there and I am not even sure if they qualify as underdogs. Drogba is a superd(r)og, lah!
Lame.
You know, 4 years ago, during the last World Cup, I was working at Singapore Pools with Shu Xiang and Adrian. I was there almost everyday and was earning shitloads (for picking up calls at least). Of course I didnt see the sun, coming home at almost dawn, sleeping the whole day and then in the evening I'd go to Selegie to start my shift.
The job was ... weird. I cited the costs of the odds, collected all sorts of football bets and watched the matches at the same time. We were not allowed to read or use our handphones and if our favourite teams were playing, we were not allowed to show a lot of excitement.
It would have been great if the matches had big-name teams but imagine having to sit through a Togo or Costa Rica match and the only familiar face was the Singaporean referee Shamsul Maidin. Mak kau...rasa bodoh siak!
But ah, Singapore Pools paid damn well for a stupid job like that. I remember 3/4 into the World Cup, I got a job down at Discovery Channel. And that's when I befriended Hira (!!). Yes it has been 4 years. I also remembered being molested at the park near the office but...damn, I'll recap that next time.
Where was I?
Oh yeah Discovery Channel.
My job was to do some scheduling and after a week, it got repetitive. Though the money was good (it paid me more than my editing job down at ShitNPee), the location was a bitch (Changi Business Park) and I had a problem with staying indoors and being on my ass for 8 hours. Not only that, I was juggling writing freelance for 2 architectural and design trade magazines, Singapore Pools and then Discovery Channel. During the first few days at Discovery, I clocked in barely 2 hours of sleep, man. That was so fucked.
I quit Singapore Pools 1-2 matches shy from completing the season. I was like a freaking zombie, running between AMK, Changi and Selegie. Even the Starbucks staff down at the Cathay told me get some sleep. Another reason was that I wanted to watch the finals in peace, or at least, by not having to work. So yeah. I left. I didnt stay at Discovery long too. After 2+ months, I left to do relief teaching. That's another story.
Wow. Look how far we've come, Ed. 4 years ago, I left ShitNPee, ran to West Timor, went back to Perth, climbed a mountain and river rafted in Taman Negara, did well in freelance writing, Singapore Pools, Discovery Channel and then relief teaching at a secondary school. Earned money, lost money and eventually, living from hand to mouth. So erratic...so exciting. 2006 was the year, man.
Let's see if things are as exciting this time round.
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Thursday, June 10, 2010
I'll sleep when I'm dead
It's 0630hrs and yes...finally got around to catching the last few eps of GA. I am saving the finale for next time, though. Next time when the sun is not about to rise.
Somehow, I liken this entry to drunk-dialling.
But the thing is...I'm not drunk.
And neither am I dialling.
See?
That's why I dread watching it. It messes my head. And yet, I will eventually come crawling, begging for more; sitting through hours of it in one go. If I am not a masochist, I cant think of anything else which will befit.
We are all such jerks.
All of us.
Fuck this shit.
I'm done.
P/S: The first yawn!
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Somehow, I liken this entry to drunk-dialling.
But the thing is...I'm not drunk.
And neither am I dialling.
See?
That's why I dread watching it. It messes my head. And yet, I will eventually come crawling, begging for more; sitting through hours of it in one go. If I am not a masochist, I cant think of anything else which will befit.
We are all such jerks.
All of us.
Fuck this shit.
I'm done.
P/S: The first yawn!
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Deep blue day
Oh...I caught Polanski's Ghost Writer last week and apart from its hasty ending, I thought it was one of the best I've seen lately.
And of course...Ewan McGregor always rocks my boat.
That reminds me. It's time for Trainspotting tomorrow for Euro Cinema class.
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And of course...Ewan McGregor always rocks my boat.
That reminds me. It's time for Trainspotting tomorrow for Euro Cinema class.
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Wednesday, June 09, 2010
Sunday, June 06, 2010
Until it sleeps
I have this eye infection for more than a week already and it has become a great pain in the ass. It started 2 Thursdays ago when I decided to wear some eye make up. Think those darn things are infected and have expired. So people...check my cosmetics.
Then last Thursday I might aggravated the whole damn thing again because I decided to wear contact lenses when I had my hair done. I could not see my hair or read mags if I didnt wear them, right...so I did. Then on Friday it got worse.
So yesterday, after the bloody open house at work, I trooped down to the pharmacy before meeting nani, sha and lauren. The pharmacist gave me this eye gel.
Pharmacist: It contains bovine blood.
Ed: W-what?
Pharmacist: This gel contains calves' blood. Is it okay with you?
Ed: Well I don't want to be blind so yeah it is okay.
Pharmacist: Put it in your eye 3-4 times a day and if the eye gets worse, go to the doctors'.
...
So yeah that's the story. Popped the gel in nani's car before eating at Sammy's. ice-cream at B&J and then karaoke. Slept like a baby and today...drifted in and out of sleep the whole freaking day.
The eye is very heavy with the gel in it. Am getting slight headache and is utmost lethargic. Fuck, I am turning into a bloody cow.
It's the bovine blood curse...
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Then last Thursday I might aggravated the whole damn thing again because I decided to wear contact lenses when I had my hair done. I could not see my hair or read mags if I didnt wear them, right...so I did. Then on Friday it got worse.
So yesterday, after the bloody open house at work, I trooped down to the pharmacy before meeting nani, sha and lauren. The pharmacist gave me this eye gel.
Pharmacist: It contains bovine blood.
Ed: W-what?
Pharmacist: This gel contains calves' blood. Is it okay with you?
Ed: Well I don't want to be blind so yeah it is okay.
Pharmacist: Put it in your eye 3-4 times a day and if the eye gets worse, go to the doctors'.
...
So yeah that's the story. Popped the gel in nani's car before eating at Sammy's. ice-cream at B&J and then karaoke. Slept like a baby and today...drifted in and out of sleep the whole freaking day.
The eye is very heavy with the gel in it. Am getting slight headache and is utmost lethargic. Fuck, I am turning into a bloody cow.
It's the bovine blood curse...
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Thursday, June 03, 2010
It's the thing you do
When it comes to Queen Kylie, it's always heart over head. She is so campy-loving and I am really blind to the manipulation of her sex. This latest video is just like many of hers...many hot people writhing in pseudo-orgasmic state. Still, I find it compelling. I should be ashamed but as I am a fan, I'd just say:
"What great ass you have!"
Don't you want to look like that when you're 40?
Looking like a 15-year-old nympho?
Gawd!
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"What great ass you have!"
Don't you want to look like that when you're 40?
Looking like a 15-year-old nympho?
Gawd!
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Tuesday, June 01, 2010
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