Monday Monday

I took the following picture during one of the NDP rehearsals. I was at Marina Bay Sands chilling when the rehearsal was taking place. Wanted to take picture of the helicopter but the father-son combo was blocking me and I was too lazy to move. So I formed my shot around them.

The result? I kind of like the fact that I can build a story out of this.

Plus, I also like the fact that the setting sun is captured in this shot. I can feel the heat just by looking at it. Can you?

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So what?

I have finally found the Master degree I've been looking for. Unfortunately, I have spent all my money meant for my further studies.

All $10,000 in a span of 2 years.

Now, I have to die alone with my B.Comms in hand.

Damn you, paper chase.


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No scrub

I come in peace.

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Rain over me

Wow...guess my last rambling took a bit of a toll.

Nothing much has happened. November issue has been closed and relief has seeped in. Not that it will last for long but right now, I'll take it.

It has been a while since I last talked about a movie, hasnt it? I remember I used to give in-depth (well, more than a line or two, that's for sure) review about movies which I had seen, complete with photos and quote-worthy dialogues. Remember those times? Weren't they great? Haha.

But things slowly stopped, yeah? Not that I find it trivial now but somehow, I cant be arsed anymore. Not that I have a bagful of readers anyway. Who am I? Hemmingway?

Pretentious.

Anyway, I saw a few movies lately - The Change-up, Real Steel and Midnight In Paris. Of all three, I enjoyed Real Steel the best. I couldnt even recall what possessed me to watch The Change-up in the first place. I should have known better.

Midnight In Paris was just a Woody Allen's indulgence. He should just stick to the heartaches in New York and not go all pretentious in France. Granted the storyline is good but it seemed like he was hell-bent in showing so many "famous faces" of the 1920s that he forgot to develop what he was so famously known for - witty dialogues and neurosis. The movie, like this blog entry, has so many beau geste but seriously lacks heart.

Monsieur Allen, qu'est-ce que vous faites?

Chi-chi.


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Run

How did I miss this one 3 years ago?



I'll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all I've done

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Away from here

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you, dear



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Catch my disease

So please
Baby please
Open your heart
Catch my disease


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Wise men say

The thought of being in a relationship makes me sick in the stomach.

Help me.


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Thousand apologies

I blame Facebook and my profession for not doing this often enough. Facebook takes all the fun in posting pictures and my profession...it creates the dread in writing.

Ironic, isnt it?

I thought my passion was writing and when I finally got into this job and company, I thought I had it made. How ignorant of me. I feel like a 21-year old all over again...few months entering my first real job. A job which I thought I had it made back then; a job in the radio.

I guess at 31 and for a perceived over-achiever, I have to eat humble pie. Being criticised and pushed around. It doesnt help that I am not confrontational at all. Though I can make a good soldier, I can never be a master tactician or a strategist. You know why...cause when it comes to the crux, I always chicken out. I get sick to the stomach...I space out and cut off from everything and everyone.

And then...the melancholia sets in. It's all self-induced, really. All our sickness...it's mostly self-induced. My sorrow? Self-induced, cause no one owes my anything.

What I need to do is to have a louder voice telling me to take charge over my body. Dont listen to it when it tells me shut down, to space out or to cut away from things which dont go as plan. Speak up and fight for myself.

I grow up being told by the parents that I was rude,brash and difficult because I argued a lot. I got punished whenever I tried to defend myself. "Act of defiance," they said. So I grew up learning to shut up. Occasionally something would be done in an act of rebellion but ... nah ... seldom a confrontation.

How the hell did I get into this job? Haha.
God always have funny tricks for me.
I get it, God.
You're so funny.

...and now I am rambling.

My sole purpose was to just share a reflection. HAd to cover the marriage of a celebrity last week at a neighbouring country and the wedding, which was held in conjunction with an educational programme on culture, was also complemented with a bridal exhibition at a mall nearby. Plus last Tuesday was Clara's wedding and so...unfortunately to say, I'm slightly OD on weddings.

Anyway, I am rambling again...

So I have this friend whom I've known since I was young and he started to ramble recently about not being married and all that shit. I was so worried that he might suggest us getting together. I think I was over-thinking, perasan even but the thought did come and it made me panic.

I dont know why and how the panic came. I mean, he's a fine person...he has enough limbs and his 5 senses are working. He has no criminal record and he's earning (whatever it is that he's doing) and we do have common interests. Any random person will tell me not to be picky and why not have him as ...(whatever I want him to be, I guess). But the thought of being with him, or with any men send a chill down my spine.

It's 5am.
I am over-thinking.
But allow me to ramble.

People always say that a best partner is one who starts out as a good friend but...I cannot seem to be able to grasp that idea. If you're a friend, then you're a friend. If you're a sex buddy, are you really a friend? I dont know. That's not my point. My point is, how can I be physically close, intimate even, to a friend?

By the way...this is just me.
Men just scare me.
Many times I had to auto shut down my PC or crash close my chat logs with some guys just because I panicked when things got to personal.

Dont get me wrong. I love men and I can imagine all the things I can do to them but they scare the shit out of me when we are not doing all the things I want to do to them (hahaha, are you still with me?).Is this about commitment? Or is it just plain awkwardness? Or high anxiety disorder?

Maybe it's the latter. Or the first. Or everything.

I am not sure if I want a relationship..or a fling..or anything. I dont like complications. Everything becomes complicated in the end and I hate that. It's like A Maths and Accounts. They all started off easy - Algorithms and P/L accounts. Then shit hit the roof later on.

Maybe I havent met someone right. People say when you meet the right person, everything falls into places.

But I'm just afraid that I'll never meet such person because of my cutting-away demeanour, not letting anyone in. But the thing is, I let some people in and they werent pleasant.

It isnt about not being able to let go. I let go...but I dont want it to happen again and again and again.

Ah.

I'll just marry a a TV.


P/S: This is a total waste of your reading time. My apologies.


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2Legit2Quit

Solemnised!

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Go!

Let's go get married...not me.

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Move your body!

My favourite MTV of the moment.

Bollywood, is that you??


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Papi

Tuesday's Pippa Middleton duties...day wear.

A blue dress cause blue is the pre-ordained colour by her majesty.

Shouldnt have bought the dress eons ago cause I think my boobs shrunk a bit and it's a tad low and roomy at the chest area.

Must remember not to bend down and make sure my bra cannot be seen.

Oh well...that's something for groom's band of brothers, yeah?

Haha.

Excite!

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Give you everything

Tuesday's Pippa Middleton duties...evening wear.

Gah.

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Cold cold heart

The food at the wedding event wasnt that great. Heck...it was bad and very insuficient. I should have gotten something at Angsana mall.

Hungry.
Cold.
Lonely.

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Alone

Just checked in at hotel, here near Danga Bay.

Next call time is at 1800hrs.

It's 1530hrs...2.5 hrs more.

Seems like too short to sleep. Too tired to do work.

What am I doing here again?

I feel like Edward Norton's Jack in Fight Club.


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Band on the run

0125hrs Friday.

Was back 5 hours ago with an aching body, no thanks to the massage I got at Tamarind Springs Spa at Koh Samui earlier. I mean, the massage felt good then and the steam bath and cold pool were all awesome but right now, the body is feeling kind of battered. Maybe I shouldnt have chosen the 'firm' kneading techniques and opted for just 'medium'.




Anyway, that's it for Samui. More updates on that later. Right now...I farking need to write this stupid article and then off to Malaysia (Johor) for another work assignment, this time round, a wedding event organised my Malaysian Tourism Board. Will be back in the wee hours of Sunday.

Would love to say what a great "jet-setting" life but...no, it is not and I wouldnt.


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Bump bump bump

You can almost see the glee on my face. Almost.

Too sleepy to jump for joy.

Virgin entrance to business class.

:)

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A Grouch Abroad

Coming to a channel near you.

Going to Koh Samui...sleepless and irritable.

Achtung.

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Pure shores part trois

Going to Koh Samui on a work junket later at 6am. It's midnight now and the best I can do is to take this bag out of the store room.

Not a trip I am looking forward to, definitely. In fact, this 2nd half of 2011 is not rolling like what I wanted it to be.

Something is not right.

I cant be losing the zest, can I?

...pack.

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Hair

Am trying to figure out what should I do with my hair...for my Pippa Middleton role next week.

...will I ever have someone be MY Pippa?

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind.

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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



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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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