One flew over...

...the cuckoo's nest.

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Love and marriage

At Carousel...for Clara's "hen gathering".

All the best, dear friend.

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September

Mid September means the start of the US TV season. I miss Koothrapalli :)

The Big Bang Theory
Grey's Anatomy
Glee
Two & A Half Men
The New Girl
The X-Factor
America's Next Top Model
The Amazing Race
The Big C
Modern Family
The Idiot Abroad
...etc etc

I substitute a boyfriend with all these.

Oh well.

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Cari jodoh

Hahaha :)




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3

The 3rd consequence of participation is out.

(Period) blood, sweat and tears, man.

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Message in a bottle

Comfort in a bowl.

Snooze.

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The voice within

Attended a product launch on Friday afternoon, Wings concert in the evening, zoo on Saturday and Hari Raya shenanigins on Sunday.

Lost voice, aching body and a howler of a cough.

Good Monday everybody.

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Not an addict

50 days sober.

That's a good thing...

...right?


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Aku pun tahu

Tonight, I'm watching Wings. Gonna drag Sha and Nani with me too.

AWIE!!!




P/S: Haaaaaappy birthday, Sha!



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Groovin

Where would these feet bring me to next? Please let it be Nigeria and Italia next year.

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Telephone

To anyone who is still reading this blog, if you have noticed, the entry style has changed. No longer wordy entries (well, once in a long while you will find one still) and instead, quick snippets uploaded on the (extremely) smart phone.

Thank you God for smart phones.


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Rockstar

One of my favourite local male singers dropped by...Eiss Ismail.

You can find him at The Highlander at Clarke Quay.

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Say you'll be there

Finally...the official invite from Clara!

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Fantasia

Yup.

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Gadis dan bunga

Of all the things I got from the mother, the one I like...is the love for flowers.

I can just stare at them for hours.

No...not the plastic ones. Sorry, eh!

Haha.

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Talking to the moon

How can anyone not like this?
I am in love...with this song.

:(



I know you're somewhere out there
Somewhere far away
I want you back
I want you back
My neighbours think
I'm crazy
But they don't understand
You're all I have
You're all I have

At night when the stars
Light up my room
I sit by myself
Talking to the moon
Try to get to you
In hopes you're on
The other side
Talking to me too.
Or am I a fool
Who sits alone
Talking to the moon?

I'm feeling like I'm famous
The talk of the town
They say I've gone mad
Yeah I've gone mad
But they don't know what I know
Cause when the sun goes down
someone's talking back
Yeah
They're talking back

At night when the stars
Light up my room
I sit by myself
Talking to the moon
Try to get to you
In hopes you're on
The other side
Talking to me too.
Or am I a fool
Who sits alone
Talking to the moon?

Ahh...Ahh...Ahh..
Do you ever hear me calling

I know you're somewhere out there
Somewhere far away


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Levon

If I met my 'mother' (Kylie Minogue) in June, this November I hope I can meet my 'father'.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, ELTON JOHN IS COMING IN NOVEMBER!!!

Omaigart!
Omaigart!
Omaigart!

*screams..faints..screams*


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Free money

A friend was in a financial quandary about 2 months ago and yesterday, another one was in a bigger one. Though I still havent received the loan from the first, I do have enough to sort out the second friend. Guess tomorrow I will pass him the moolah.

And that will reduce the money in my bank to just a 3-digit figure (hey, it could be $100).

I know I should be sincere but hey, I can express my sadness in seeing the number drop, right?

I wish these people dont run away with my money. The amount may be paltry to some but...it's my 'rainy day' money.

Hope my rainy day doesnt come this week or next. Otherwise, I'll drown.


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Smoke on the water

I don't mind smokers but I cant stand some who dont consider the feelings or health of others within their smoking space. If you are smoking at a park, on a ship deck in the open ocean, fine. But if you're smoking in an enclosed area, a small house, a box, dont get pissed when the people around you get pissed.

What? Only you are here? Your smoke comes out from your breath and goes back straight into your nose without being sniffed/inhaled by others? What...you think you're the Marina Barrage of smoke recycling? Bitch, please.

And you're not happy that I sprayed air freshener? At least that thing smells nicer on my clothes, hair and food. Urgh.

It's too much. Thanks to the father, the whole house smells horrid. My lungs are affected too. Deep down, maybe another mild heart attack will stop this.

Or me moving out.

The latter seems so, so, so, so, tempting.


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3

Though it's the 5th day of Syawal, this is like the 3rd session of going out. Joining my auntie and cousins cause...parents went to Malaysia again to visit Arnie's relatives.

Am going to 5th house for the season.

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Straight from my heart

I remembered it, then I found it. First heard it in 2000 and I was so in love with it.

Listening to it made me miss my late aunt. It's the 2nd Hari Raya that she's not with us. On the first day when I say my cousin and uncle, I was reminded of her. How she's sorely missed by all. Such a loving kind soul who's gone way too soon. Some evil ones are made to stay and roam this earth for so long but souls like her, sometimes, went too soon.

Such is God's will.

I miss you, Bibik. You've never come to me in my dreams all this while. Why, Bibik? Everybody said they felt you...dreamed about you. But I have never. Why? Is it because you didnt like me? Is it because I didnt take care of you when you were sick? Is it because you didnt love me as much as you loved the others? Is it because I had done something wrong?

I couldnt see you when you were sick, Bibik, cause I couldnt do it. I didnt want to collapse and scream. Only when you were going through your dying days that I regretted not seeing you as often as I should have. But I was too afraid...a coward. I couldnt see you in pain. Have you ever noticed I never talk to you about it? About your cancer? I wished if we didnt talk about it, it would go away. Many people talked about their time taking care of you at home...chatting with you...but I was not there. My memories were filled of images of a healthier and happier you, times when we were both so close. And when those last days were near, I was brought crashing down to earth to see the image in front of my eyes not the same as the one I perpetually had in my head.

I thought you were invincible, Bibik. At 29, I still had such naive idea.
Had I gotten a little more time with you, I would tell you how much you meant to me.
I would help you achieve things you hadnt achieved.
I would have focused on you, not my running away from your pain.
I wouldnt have been such an emotional coward.
I would have told you how much my life would suck without you.

I would.
I would.
I would.


The sun's still warm and most days are good
The world still turns like you said it would
But this pain seems to never let me go
And there really is no movin' on
There's only going along

And I will always be
Better for you loving me
Better for the times we shared
That travel with me everywhere
And I will always try
To hold my head up to the sky
If only just to let you know
That straight from my heart
I still miss you so

If I could I would gladly trade
A thousand tomorrows for one yesterday
There are so many things that I would say
You're a part of every memory
That lives on in me

And I will always be
Better for you loving me
Better for the times we shared
That travel with me everywhere
And I will always try
To hold my head up to the sky
If only just to let you know
That straight from my heart
I still miss you so

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Samba Pa Ti Saturday

Parents left for JB to visit sister-in-law's family. Was supposed to go visiting with my auntie and cousin but that didnt work out. I managed to go to work, finish an article and send borrowed clothes for last Thursday's photoshoot back to Raoul.

Gonna catch a romantic comedy flick later (so unbecoming!) later but in the meantime...it's Woodstock and lasagna.

Will do.

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Song 2

My follow-up isse.

For a Hari Raya issue, it's hmmmm that the cover personalities did not don traditional costumes. Some find it strange, some find it refreshing.

Some...well...as long as they wear clothes.

Heheh.

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Hero Malaya

Ady Putera in the house.

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Singular & plural

Oh he didnt get married after all.

I'm such a busybody!


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Queen of my heart

One of the best concerts I've ever been to. Then again...I flew all the way to Perth to see her, it better be good.

Of course I caught her again when she came out at the theatres.



I dont like Madonna. Though I love my Beyonce and Britney, I love my Queen Kylie the most.

Hail my queen!


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Love you like 123

Day 2...out only at 9.35pm. Thanks to everybody else who left without me.

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From me to you

(Took this off the camera)

My family plus the brother's (and his in-laws) in one blurry shot. Will upload the original pictures when I have the mood.

In the meantime...a shower and then, ENO.

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Suasana Hari Raya

Death by ketupats.

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Airmata Syawal

I, with everything there is in my humble kitchen, wish everyone Eid Mubarak...Selamat Hari Lebaran to all Muslims.

It's 1535hrs and we're still here at home.

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It's all about the money

It's 1400hrs...minutes to going out and I realised I had forgotten to pack in the dollars.

Unintentionally...I think.

Hahaha.

Ketupat and peanut sauce here I come.

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Bila takbir bergema

This is my ultimate Hari Raya tune for me. No this tune, no Eid.

To all my Muslim friends, here's wishing you a great Eid Mubarak...Selamat Hari Raya Eid-ul-fitri and maaf zahir dan batin!!

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Work it

How can a small space like this be enough for the possessions (fine...clothes) of a 31-year-old woman?

How many of these were worn last month? Two months ago? Last year?

I hate limited space.

Damn.

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Black book

This...must not be seen by anyone. Haha. Goodbye memories.

More like...good riddance.

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Red

Even my grandma who's bed bound scored tonight.

Woohoo!!!

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Barely breathing

ESPNsoccernet: Soccer Hargreaves offered to play for free

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Foolish beat

...

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Daughter

Stop asking me about the sister. I have unofficially disowned her. I dont have a sister.

I do have a room mate who takes my stuff and leaves a mess wherever she's around. I seldom see her and maybe if I do see her next, I want to demand my stuff back.

Let me say this again...I dont have a sister. Cause if I have one, I wouldnt have felt so emotionally stressed right now.

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What child is this?

It's 3 days to Raya and parents are having cold war. They had a massive fight over the mother accidentally withdrawing some money in their joint account (cause her new debit card linked that acct to mastercard) instead of her own account. She didnt realise the oversight and insisted she didnt know anything about the money and the father...well he went to find the mother at her workplace (my cousin's food stall) and screamed at her in front of everybody.

Where are all my siblings?
Obviously the brother is busy with his own life and family.
Sister?
I dont have a sister.

As they are not talking to each other, like an only child, I am the venting point. I am getting the father's verbal abuse and the mother's emotional blackmail. Every...freaking...time.

Pardon me when I still say that marriage is a scam.

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Glasses

Every Hari Raya old things disappear...

...new ones will replace.

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Andai ku tahu

I was never a fan of Ungu...dont even know their songs until this one came along.

This is awesome.

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Ring ding dong

Manchester United draw Benfica in Champions League group stage - Goal.com

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Thank you for loving me

It's Teachers' Day next week and for the first time in 5 years...I'm not part of it.

This feeling sucks so bad right now.

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Samson

More sappy tunes.



You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth
I have to go, I have to go
Your hair was long when we first met

Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
He ate a slice of Wonderbread
And went right back to bed
And history books forgot about us
And the Bible didn't mention us
The Bible didn't mention us, not even once

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first , I loved you first
Beneath the stars came falling on our heads
But they're just old light
They're just old light
Your hair was long when we first met

Samson came to my bed
Told me that my hair was red
Told me I was beautiful and came into my bed
I cut his hair myself one night
A pair of dull scissors and the yellow light
He told me that I'd done all right
And kissed me until the morning light, the morning light
And he kissed me until the morning light

Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
Ate a slice of Wonderbread
And went right back to bed
We couldn't break the columns down
No, we couldn't destroy a single one
And the history books forgot about us
And the Bible didn't mention us
Not even once

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first


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Ku Pinang Kau Dengan Bismillah

I listen to sappy songs when I am sick...

...and this is beautiful.


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Very ape

Angry.

Angsty.

Work desk...damn you.

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Ayat-ayat cinta

I dont feel good.
Flu.

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Deep forest

Why...why...why in the name of Marvelo Superheroes did I consume that herbal concotion (jamu) given to me by this actor yesterday?

It's 3am and my breath smells like MacRitchie after a downpour. It's saving Gaia in my mouth. Ferngully!

I am running a wellness segment for the October issue and I interviewed the actor cause though he's 51, he looks like he's in his 30s. So last Saturday, we had the interview and the photoshoot (before the Malayasian stars came) and he brought his supplements and veggies/plants. He even brought a sample of his blended weapon (mixture of veggies and plants) for the shoot. He then passed it to me after the shoot for souvenir...and hey!

It's suppose to cleanse the colon and detox. I dont know...just a sip. It' s enough.

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Kiss me

Thanks to a friend who sold this to me. Have yet to pay him...erks.

Koh Samui.

<3

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Kenangan terindah

One of my favourite Hari Raya songs.

:)


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Blue daba dee

Good morning, Sunday!


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Pretty girl

One of Malaysia's hottest babes, Lisa Surihani, was in the studio just now. My photographer said her cheeks were like chipmunk's.

P/S: Pardon my rabbit teeth.

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Too hot

 

Friendship is like peeing on yourself: everyone can see it, but only you get the warm feeling that it brings.

 

 

Happy Friday :)

 

 

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Rock & roll star

"People keep saying, 'Oh, it'll be great to get out of your comfort zone.' " he says. "It's like, 'Fuck you!' Get out of your fucking comfort zone! It fucking took me 20 years to build a comfort zone. I have no fucking intention of stepping outside of mine. Not for no fucker. That's fucking gone! Fucking comfort zone bastard. I'm in the process of building another one and believe you me, I won't be stepping outside of this one."

...only by Noel Gallagher.

Love him.


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Kenangan Hari Raya

Waaah..there's free ang pows (blue pows, rather). No need to buy.

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The famous Shammi Kapoor - Yahooo, Chahe Koi Mujhe Jangalee Kahe - Junglee

Shammi Kapoor passed away recently. He was my first Bollywood hero and till today, I havent liked another as much as I like him. He's so vibrant...so flamboyant. A 'jungalee'.

Chahe koi mujhe jungalee ka hei.
Yaaaaaaahoooo.


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Cuts like a knife

Uploading fom my phone...think photo went sideways.

Anyway...next week I think I shall chop my hair. Am done with this Hagrid-do.

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All around the world

Is it time to walk this earth again?

Is it time to go back to ancient history?

Is it time for Roma?

Bellisimo.

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Show me love

No one can say "Happy birthday!" better than these Siamese ladies.

To my August babies.

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Gravity

It's 0630 and am waiting for flight to KL. Am with my parents and thank God...it's just for a day.

Think I havent got enough ringgits.


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I love you I do

I have been craving for this for so long.

Puncak's Hotplate Chicken Noodle down at Far East Plaza.

Mulakan dengan Bismillah.

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Moves like Jagger

I dont really find Adam Levine sexy. His voice is definitely paper thin, shrill and has that annoying whining aspect about it. But, he's fortunate to always have good tunes to boost whatever he lacks.

Like this one.
It's uber infectious.
And I dont even like Jagger.

I'm a Beatle.

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Little Miss Muffet

Sahur!!

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Nobody's perfect

A week of Ramadan has passed. Lost 2kgs. That's nothing compared to the rest of the bulk really.

Anyway, just when I am ready to sit in front of Mandela (the laptop), the home internet connection refuses to hook up. Stupid technology. Therefore, what is supposed to be an extraordinary update (nyeh!)...with epic pictures and all...will not be happening.

Bummer.

Went to catch The Lion King earlier today and omaigart...I was in tears from start to end. I am not a fan of the cartoon because for the love of me, I found it depressing when I first caught it at the cinema. But, Meiling wanted to catch the show at Marina Bay Sands and she actually treated me (cause she knew I wouldnt pay for it I guess) so I went along.

Verdict?

I enjoyed it tremendously but yes, it depressed the shit out of me still. I dont know why...dont ask.

A lot of things happened though many of them were work-related. Work still gives me the jitters even though it has been 2 months. Am trying to see the positive side...though the good thing is that I meet a lot of people.

The bad thing?
I do meet a lot people.
:(

Anyway been getting weird dreams of me getting married. Very disturbing..very bizarre. Let's see how long this gonna run.

No...I am not getting married in real life. The only guy who gets close to me is my graphic designer at work.

Boring.

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Skyscraper

;)

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No regrets

Sing me a love song, drop me a line. Suppose it's just a point of view, but it tells me I'm doing fine.

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Metal Mickey

Every mistake I've ever made has been re-hashed and then replayed as I got lost along the way.

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Killing of the flash boy

Day 4 of Ramadhan...eyebags starting to form.

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Suede Concert Setlist at Jisan Valley Rock Festival, Seoul on July 31, 2011 | setlist.fm

Suede Concert Setlist at Jisan Valley Rock Festival, Seoul on July 31, 2011 setlist.fm



:)

I'll be here

Though I havent really got the energy to go full blast on an entry, I just wanna wish a happy Ramadan to all Muslims and may it be a fulfilling one.

That aside...

Jing, Eileen and i went to Merchant Court Hotel on saturday and well...that hotel was so-so. More updates later. need to sleep again.

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Senyum lah ah hai cik mek molek

xWell...I remember wanting to blog but it's 0040hrs and I am beat. It was my cousin's weding over the weekend and well...family affair..bla bla and here I am, all hot and tired on my bed justifying my no-blogging days.

Many...many things I would like to blog...especially the photo fiaco and all. Still....right now I just want to sleep.

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Love...is a losing game

BBC News - Amy Winehouse found dead, aged 27

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Awan nano

Will update blog over the weekend but in the meantime, here's a photo of Siti Nurhaliza, my cousin and myself. I dragged her as my camera person to the recent Anugerah Planet Muzik 2011 because...well...most of the singers were not familiar to me and I needed someone to stand beside me (and tell me their names) when I had to do a "guerilla attack" and get quotes from them.

So...I thought the event was a tad draggy but...this shot, even though I stood far away from her, made the dread a little worthy.

      I said "a little".


P/S: Oh yeah...listening to Faizal Tahir live (yes I know Faizal Tahir) made staying till 0130hr slightly all right also. Just slightly.


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Help

Tolong...

I love you like a love song

It's mid-week Wednesday. Dating plans are still non-existent. But...I'm glad I am not someone who always sticks to plans.

I attended the recording of the show last Friday and prior to that, I had a chance to interview a jazz singer. Oh my, she's so classy. I would love to chat longer with her at the photo studio...I am a jazz fan too so I really wanted to know more about her. However, my boss had given me a task and since we were running out of time (we had to get back to the TV theatre for the taping), I had to ask her the controversial questions regarding her marriage.

Maybe I am still new but my heart ached when I had to ask those questions. While my mouth was shooting the questions, my heart was screaming "Let her be! Who cares?" When she paused to reflect on answers, her face turned sad/pensive and I just wanted to stop. But of course, that's not my job. My job was to get news from her because, sadly, the demand for goss was huge. Also, I needed a paycheck, okay.

So this is how a gossip columnist feels. It's easy to accuse a paparazzi for not being ethical and all...but I guess they have a job to do and a demand to fill. I remember having the following conversation with the jazz singer:

Ed: So why didnt you address the marriage rumours?
Singer: What's the point? People will still find something wrong even if I said the truth.
Ed: But at least you tried to clear the air.
Singer: They will take what I said and twist it into something else. So I rather keep quiet.
Ed: But by keeping quiet, the rumours still grow. In fact, it's getting from bad to worse.
Singer: That's why I cant be bothered.
Ed: Your marriage is legal in the eyes of law and God. Why do you have to hide it?
Singer: I am not hiding it. I just dont discuss it.

Fair enough. I would have just stopped at that but I guess this wasnt enough for "investigative" journalism so I had to press on further. Wont put it here cause I still respect her privacy (naaaaah...am saving the scoop for my magazine, haha). But haha...nothing that juicy. I am a boring writer and I like hard truths. If my boss doesnt like it, I guess I have to find a new job on my 32nd birthday.

I think it does help to have a somewhat personable outlook in my line. For most of the people whom I had interviewed, they somewhat revealed more than what was required. Well, that is brilliant for me but sometimes I wish these people, especially the newbies, be very cautious with their comments. Sometimes, these will work against them in the future. Public speaking is very important so if you want to be famous, please please learn how to control your tongue even if it means giving boring answers. I just have to work harder to make the article more interesting but hey, at least both you and I wont have a guilty conscience.


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Break even

Most of the time, the ones closest to you are the sources of your anger, frustrations and weariness. But I'll be damn...cause talking to strangers is seldom my thing.

I'll be more patient, if you promise to be less annoying.


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Love don't (sic) cost a thing

Things I do...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YwTBPKEM1KY&feature=youtube_gdata_player

Dim all the lights

My April issue is done and if nothing goes wrong, it will be out in the news stands in about 2 weeks' time. I don't think it's my best but I am glad that my first issue with the company ... well ... my duties, at least, went down without any glitches. I am now starting on my September issue and yes, it sounds crazy because the last time I checked, we just entered July. It's weird because my Ramadan issue is done and I am now starting on my Hari Raya when truth be told, I havent even done paying back last year's fast. My timeline is crazy and the stress is beginning again but I think deep down...I am beginning to love this.

 

Yes, this can get crazy but it is nothing compared to TooMuchCrapola crazy.

That was insane. I keep telling myself that when I woke up on shitty days.

 

Brief updates...

 

- MICA called and offered me a job. I turned it down.

- I have a crush on a man slightly younger than me. Doubt he knows I exist but..oh well.

- Will go to the live recording of Hari Raya show tomorrow.

- Will have to attend the music award show next week.

- Need to find this legendary Malay diva (who's probably in her 70s) and write a feature on her.

- Parent-less over the weekend cause they are holidaying in KL again.

- A 'sahur' event is coming up in August..will be going to children's home in the wee hours to eat with them in fasting month.

- There's a chance I might be meeting Siti Nurhaliza *prays*

 

That's my life in quick summary. 

 

What's yours?

 

 

 

P/S: I want to go on a date...like a real date (but dont ask me what a fake date is). Think I should be working on that. Hmm.

 

 

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New generation / saturday night

One of my all time favourite bands is coming and...well, I know it's going to be on a day in the fasting month but...I've missed them so much. I caught them live in 1998 and they were fantastic. I want to see them again. Please!



It's like being 18 all over again.


P/S: I will terawih after that. I promise.


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Will you marry me?

I forgot how sweet this movie was.



Thank you, Star Movies.


:)



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Can't beat the feeling

I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing...

...that's all the strength I can muster.

See you in the weekend.

In the meantime, I'll leave you with this awesome awesome awesome clip...the reason why I flew to Aussie last week.


You're my Queen, Kylie.
I love you.

She played at the local Indoor Stadium just now but because of work commitment, I had to pass. For some reason, I knew I had to go Perth to see her, see her last water show and all. Thank God I made it. Wouldnt risk it for the world.

I love you, Queen K :)


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Turning tables

Boarding plane home in a few minutes. It has been a nice break and it's a pity it has to end.

But I miss home too.

Welcome home, me.

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An English man in New York...not quite

1230hrs alone in Perth City for the first time in years. Meiling just left and I left my stuff at Shari's place. Shari had some errands and I didnt want to impose so much so I walk and have a Korean meal on my own now.

Am listening to 2 convos - a Korean boy talking in English to a friend (who's possibly a Hong Konger) about his enlistment in the Korean army and life here. In front of me, 2 Chinese girls talking about what they are going to do in Mandarin. Guess my Mandarin skills are really useful in lonely times like this. Alone (without companion) but never truly alone (without society).

Okay...next stops - Myer, David Jones and just a roll about along Swan River if I am feeling adventurous.

P/S: Should have brought a bigger bag!!! There's a city-wide sale and it's craaaaaaaazy.

Must be talking to an angel

Saturday...5th day in perth and I am going to check out in 2 hours' time and crash at Shari's. Her pad is just down the road and so, will drag baggage (both emotional and physical) there.

The stay has been good - kylie..tourist bus...kingd park...fremantle..trip to margaret river etc. But weather has been depressing, with nasty rain and all yesterday. Still, a respite is good.

Awritey. Gonna hit some women fair with Shari and chill at "home" . Tomorrow i'll hit fremantle again on my own before flying home.

Have a good weekend, peeps.

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Dirt road anthem

Leaving in an hour's time to the airport.



Back to Perth.

Will probably head down to the vineyards..Margaret River..chocchies factories or something. A cosy stay in the greens, probably. It's too cold to be breaking waves anyway.



Back home next Monday.

Be good.


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Last Friday night (TGIF)

It has been a crazy week, man. Work is beginning to show its fangs and I think I am just not built for stress. Na-uh, not anymore. The previous company really broke me and I think I really need some serious timeout. Let's just hope it's Monday blues talking :(

Last Friday, I had 2 "chat" sessions with two local celebrities (somewhat, I guess? Depends on how you define fame, I guess). The first one was in the morning and we had a little photoshoot session in one of the studios. She's a nice girl whom I hope would not be eaten by big fishes in the industry. We had lunch together after that and I was quite surprised that the whole conversation with her went quite smoothly. My only problem now is to convert all these scribbles and sound recording into a malay article. FML, youngsters nowadays say. FML indeed.

Then in the late afternoon, I headed down to MBS to have my 2nd session. The interviewee was working at MBS and Coffee Bean was a convenient place for us (I just wanted to get out of office). She's another nice girl (or maybe, I see almost everyone as nice. Unless someone has done me wrong before, I guess) and I had a productive time talking to her. Again, the challenge now is to convert all the convos into a feature article. Come say those letters with me - F..M..L.

One thing I realised on Friday was that...no matter how the conversations were going, I tend to put in some advice to the people I was talking to. I am not sure if it's a good thing. I think it's a job hazard stemming from my previous employment as a lecturer. I just couldnt help myself from telling the interviewees (who both happened to be way younger than me)to take care of themselves, never let abuse them in any sense, yada yada. This was not a problem last Friday but man, I hope this doesnt happen if I were to interview someone who is more experienced or very well-known in the industry (like Siti Nurhaliza or some Western stars or something). Imagine telling Taufik Batisah that he should pursue his degree or something, just in case he falls out of the industry in the future. I can suggest TooMuchCrap to him..hahahahahahahahahahah.

Oh well.

It's back to work tomorrow and gah, I have seemingly endless tasks to source and write. It doesnt help that there are only 2 of us writers - the other one has been doing this for 10 years (in this particular magazine alone!). Though she and my editor have been nice, I cant help but feel so small, man. I dont think this feeling will go away so soon. After 4 years of doing something so familiar, a change in environment is nerve-wrecking. I cannot imagine someone who jumps ship after more than 10 years in one career. It must be crazy as hell.

BUT...

There's a silver lining. This Tuesday I will be leaving for Perth. Going out for a week. Good thing is that I can physically be somewhere far to recharge myself (somewhat). The downside is that...I'll be bringing work.

But then again, what's new? I have brought work all around the world with me - to the bright city lights of NYC, the freezing Himalayan region of Kashmir, India, to the gloomy Manchester, England. What's to Perth?

At least I'm going on a short break, my heart reassures.

Sure.



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Ain't nobody

I survived Day 3 and today, I met my first Malaysian celebrity who had a duet song with a Singaporean girl group.



I thought it was kind of disastrous. Though I had questions ready, my iTouch failed to record the whole conversation due to low battery. I couldnt read my own scribblings ... which were all over my notepad. I hope I could still remember them when I go to work tomorrow.

Talking about work, overall, it has been very tiring so far. I am almost wiped out when I reached home and I could barely do anything else. Maybe it's just the mental fatigue I've been feeling from TooMuchCrap overflowing into my next phase. Hopefully my trip to Perth next week can help me unwind.

:)

Mentioning unwind, last Saturday, Jing, Eileen and I headed down to Shangri-La Rasa Sentosa for a little chill out session. We took the cable car, checked in, rolled around, had dinner, hung out at Cafe Del Mar and then soaked our tired feet in the hot tub.

On Sunday, I was awakened by Eileen's screaming. She woke up early and so she made hot tea and sat at the balcony drinking and eating popcorn. Then out of the blue, a monkey turned up and harassed up. She of course screamed, "Ed!!! Help me!!!"

I woke up bleary and confused. When I finally realised what happened, there was nothing for me to do. I could just do the "shoo monkey shoo" gesture but the bloody thing just stared at me. Eileen managed to crept back into the room and the monkey took the popcorn and made a mess at the balcony. I was actually quite traumatised, man!

Anyway...yeah that was my fun weekend. We caught Super 8...a really cool flick and eventually made our way home in the evening.

Ah..life.


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This ain't Hawaii

On a less bleak note, this Saturday I'm going to spend the night at Rasa Sentosa!




Hmmm...I didnt know the water at Sentosa is green. The last time I was there, wasnt it as murky as the one below?



Still..what the hell! I just need to survive Friday.


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Paranoia blues

6.5 more hours till I start a new chapter. I am nervous as hell. I also dont know what to wear and, on top of that, the mother took my normal go-to bag (just because she saw it lying around unused last week). I need my normal things to keep me normal. I cannot wear my usual work attire cause I dont think it will be suitable in a creative environment. I dont want to be the laughing stock who looks like a boss on her first day at work when she is just ... a writer.

Yeah tomorrow I am going to climb the Caldecott hill and embark on a new journey as a writer...in Malay. Fuck my life.

Wait.

It's "Jimak/senggama hidup ku"!

Okay. I know those words. Wonder if that helps.

Wish me luck, peeps!


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That's it, I quit, I'm moving on

When the time has come for one to move on...



..one must leap out of here!



That's it, I quit, I'm moving on

When the time has come...

..for one to move on...

Add caption

Everlasting love

:)



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Edge of glory

Almost 4 years ago, I had a stomachache on a Sunday, the eve of my first day of work in TooManyCracks. Haha, I managed to detect the entry and read it here.

Almost 4 years ago - July 30, 2007 - I started my journey with the current institution. I still remember my first day...my first boss, ScarFace, looked so intimidating. I remember being scared, uncomfortable (menses, bah!) and alone. I remember walking over to Raffles City's Starbucks and had Caramel Macchiato for lunch. That also started my 4-year affair with that drink. I remember things picking up cause I saw a former school mate working there too - Irda ("Idaho") - and things werent so bleak anymore.

I remember pace picked up speed and soon I was running from classroom to classroom, spreading words of wisdom to whoever who wanted to listen. I made friends, I played office politics and well, I won some, I lost some. For every praise I had from the management, there were other times I was called to be reprimanded. Some occasions it was my fault; my impatience, my sarcasm, my off-beat humour, my childlike-ness (fine, my childish-ness), my temper and my fuck-all political rebel attitude. Some times, it was uncalled for; bringing justice, voicing out opinions, speaking out for fellow colleagues or students.

Yes, I had my share of "alone-time" with the bosses.

Anyway..cut long story short....

IT'S MY LAST DAY AT THE SCHOOL TOMORROW.

I dont know if I should be happy or sad.


Bummer.


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Man down

One of the rare times I actually like a Rihanna tune. This is dancehall swagger written all over it. But...who can I swag with? Never mind, just swag.




I would love to do a remix of this and Sean Paul/Sasha's Still In Love With You.


Maybe I'll do it in Perth.



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