I just LURVVEEE the parallel. Even the angles we're standing at. It's AMAZING!!! *heehee*
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Have you ANY WOOL?? *baa*
Meanwhile, to relieve me of my inimitable boredom, due to lack of quality male company (note: keyword being QUALITY) I googled out certain silly stuff... Just for fun.
THE PPMS Serie A
It's not that I haven't blogged. I finally found time to do so, spent an hour on it and when i wanted to publish it, the F**king thing said 'BLOG NOT FOUND' and my post was gone. *POOF!* and I can't be bothered to do it again.. so let memories be memories.
Meanwhile, it's Chinese New Year again!!! YAY!!!
But I don't think I'm as happy as last year's cluck cluck year CNY.... cos
1) I'm darn busy and stressed out over FYP and it's related problems.... namely
A) Funding
B) lotsa planning and tearing hair out over schedule, equipment, props, lighting, lousy shots, actors performances, yada yada
C) Caused me zit outbreaks, perpetual bad hair, darkened dull skin, puffy eyes with UBER eyebags, a developing tummy and many other minor ailments to my weather-beaten body, which only serves to undermine my self-esteem further....
D) Caused me my bees... cos I don't have time for them and it works this way. You have to constantly remind them of your presence, else they'll start to disappear. SO now that all of them are gone, I'm feeling rather out of sorts.
2) Mr D has been giving me SHIT after SHIT after SHIT
All in all, would say I'm in PERPETUAL PMS MODE!!! That's PPMS for you. Hear that??? DOUBLE "P"!!! SO DON'T MESS WITH ME!!!
Story's too long to tell but he's been an asshole who overpromises, can't keep promises and he's sick cos he lusted after this Korean girl I introduced to him, simply because she's 'foreign import' in his words. Was all over her the night we all went out and I fell sick just watchin him imbibe her with drinks then start hanky-pankying when they're both drunk. FARKING SICK! I HATE people getting wasted over alcohol!
Now men out there blame us girls for being SPGs and sucking up to foreign imports... and them?? Don't they lust after all these Jap and Korean girls as well? Or even the hot Scandi bombshells on exchange in SG.
So we're QUITS! STOP calling SPGs SPGs..... I think I shall call the men "KPG"... the "KIMONO PARTY GUYS" or the "BPB" ... the "BIKINI PARTY BOYS"
Irritating bastards...
Meanwhile, it's Chinese New Year again!!! YAY!!!
But I don't think I'm as happy as last year's cluck cluck year CNY.... cos
1) I'm darn busy and stressed out over FYP and it's related problems.... namely
A) Funding
B) lotsa planning and tearing hair out over schedule, equipment, props, lighting, lousy shots, actors performances, yada yada
C) Caused me zit outbreaks, perpetual bad hair, darkened dull skin, puffy eyes with UBER eyebags, a developing tummy and many other minor ailments to my weather-beaten body, which only serves to undermine my self-esteem further....
D) Caused me my bees... cos I don't have time for them and it works this way. You have to constantly remind them of your presence, else they'll start to disappear. SO now that all of them are gone, I'm feeling rather out of sorts.
2) Mr D has been giving me SHIT after SHIT after SHIT
All in all, would say I'm in PERPETUAL PMS MODE!!! That's PPMS for you. Hear that??? DOUBLE "P"!!! SO DON'T MESS WITH ME!!!
Story's too long to tell but he's been an asshole who overpromises, can't keep promises and he's sick cos he lusted after this Korean girl I introduced to him, simply because she's 'foreign import' in his words. Was all over her the night we all went out and I fell sick just watchin him imbibe her with drinks then start hanky-pankying when they're both drunk. FARKING SICK! I HATE people getting wasted over alcohol!
Now men out there blame us girls for being SPGs and sucking up to foreign imports... and them?? Don't they lust after all these Jap and Korean girls as well? Or even the hot Scandi bombshells on exchange in SG.
So we're QUITS! STOP calling SPGs SPGs..... I think I shall call the men "KPG"... the "KIMONO PARTY GUYS" or the "BPB" ... the "BIKINI PARTY BOYS"
Irritating bastards...
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Doesn't pay to know too much...
I know I shouldn't but I have....
I found out stuff I shouldn't know about mr D today. Turns out there are skeletons in his closet which I've never even knew existed.
I thought he and I are kinda settled (ie. open dating for a year), but what I found out today sent stabs of fear running through my being. I've been living in a rosy bubble and now the bubble floats precariously. Anytime now, some thorn will burst it and I'll fall all the way down to perdition.
The knowledge that he can blatantly lie, meet someone awful, then MIA the whole evening and later get angry with me for calling just shakes me up. It's so DEJA VU!!!
And this happened RECENTLY.
I'm not comfortable with this at all despite all his honeyed words, which he never means by the way.
I need a new bee... to get myself outta this rut. And I SO promise myself I'll get attached by the end of the one-year stipulation. Not a single shadow in the horizon yet though.
Thank goodness FYP is fast turning into a nightmare... and this nightmare will occupy my mind for some time, providing welcome distraction from affairs of the heart.
Come, deadlines! Come, Murphy! Come, supervisor! And remember to breathe down my neck! I'll embrace all of you!!
I found out stuff I shouldn't know about mr D today. Turns out there are skeletons in his closet which I've never even knew existed.
I thought he and I are kinda settled (ie. open dating for a year), but what I found out today sent stabs of fear running through my being. I've been living in a rosy bubble and now the bubble floats precariously. Anytime now, some thorn will burst it and I'll fall all the way down to perdition.
The knowledge that he can blatantly lie, meet someone awful, then MIA the whole evening and later get angry with me for calling just shakes me up. It's so DEJA VU!!!
And this happened RECENTLY.
I'm not comfortable with this at all despite all his honeyed words, which he never means by the way.
I need a new bee... to get myself outta this rut. And I SO promise myself I'll get attached by the end of the one-year stipulation. Not a single shadow in the horizon yet though.
Thank goodness FYP is fast turning into a nightmare... and this nightmare will occupy my mind for some time, providing welcome distraction from affairs of the heart.
Come, deadlines! Come, Murphy! Come, supervisor! And remember to breathe down my neck! I'll embrace all of you!!
Saturday, January 07, 2006
Rainy Days
Rainy days are good for jazz...
You can do those classic chill ones like Jane Monheit or Janet Seidel to get into a real romantic mood while the rain pitter-patters on your glass window.
You can travel to the wintery cold wonderland of Europe with quirky French jazz of Lisa Ono and Pink Martini.
You can let Bossa Nova beats by Stan Getz, the Gilberto family, Mind Games and others transport you to a sunshiny beach of azure blue waters, fine white sand and gently swaying palm trees. Think napping on a hammock, think chilled martinis. And the rain doesn't seem as dreary anymore.
You can do the chillout fusion jazz of Hotel Costes or De Phazz and let the metropolitan feel take over. Best done when you're in a tall building overlooking skyscrapers. The rain forms a slightly blurred view of the skyline, but it's precisely because it's blurred, it'll look like a water colour painting. Coupled with fusion jazz.... nothing beats that post-modernist romanticism.
I love rainy days.... When I'm happy, the water from heaven are 'showers of blessing'. When I'm upset, they are tears from above crying with me.
Rainy days put me in a ponderous mood. I think a lot, reflect alot, reminescence a lot about the past. Especially with mr D.
Rainy days are good for sleeping. 'Nuff said.
You can do those classic chill ones like Jane Monheit or Janet Seidel to get into a real romantic mood while the rain pitter-patters on your glass window.
You can travel to the wintery cold wonderland of Europe with quirky French jazz of Lisa Ono and Pink Martini.
You can let Bossa Nova beats by Stan Getz, the Gilberto family, Mind Games and others transport you to a sunshiny beach of azure blue waters, fine white sand and gently swaying palm trees. Think napping on a hammock, think chilled martinis. And the rain doesn't seem as dreary anymore.
You can do the chillout fusion jazz of Hotel Costes or De Phazz and let the metropolitan feel take over. Best done when you're in a tall building overlooking skyscrapers. The rain forms a slightly blurred view of the skyline, but it's precisely because it's blurred, it'll look like a water colour painting. Coupled with fusion jazz.... nothing beats that post-modernist romanticism.
I love rainy days.... When I'm happy, the water from heaven are 'showers of blessing'. When I'm upset, they are tears from above crying with me.
Rainy days put me in a ponderous mood. I think a lot, reflect alot, reminescence a lot about the past. Especially with mr D.
Rainy days are good for sleeping. 'Nuff said.
Friday, January 06, 2006
I'm HOPPING HAPPY!!!!
Why?
'Cos I sucessfully casted the 7 central characters of my Final year Project film.... *though they're all my friends*
Checked the mail this morning and surprise surprise!!!11 talents answered my casting call!!! WOOHOOO!!!
And they're surprisingly talented! Like theatre degree holders, ex models, ex SIA stewardesses who're also proficient ballerinas, who did TVCs and other theatre productions, indie actors....
The Singapore art scene ain't as grey as they depict. There're plenty of talents abound!!! YAY!!! I'm SOOOO happy i'm beaming.
Now comes the tough decision as to WHO to cast... there're just too many good ones.
Oh, and I still haven't found a paunchy balding UNCLE who can speak perfect hokkien yet so if any of you know of anyone, or your Dads cut such a figure, CALL MEEEE!!!!
On a more neutral note, I bought me-self a new organizer so I'm beaming tooo....
On a less happy note, my 2 bees didn't make it yesterday. One got called back to jump from a parachute at 3am and the other had meeting till 7.30pm, fell damn ill, suffered gastric and had to go home to hide. BAH!!!
But no matter the bees, I had an AWESOME time anyway. Went to play boardgames again, but only completed Taboo and Cranium. S&J, J&N, W&C totally made my day with riotous fun and laughter, then came a serious discussion about Falung*ng practitioners and Tibet*n monks being persecuted in China. It got pretty heated up as S felt indignant and we tried to defend the the Chinese to a certain extent. Even B*sh and the Ir*q war and Taiwan got dragged into this.
But we all agreed to disagree, because we know the world is never fair and there are 2 sides to the coin in every situation and we wouldn't know these situations, so we just let it be.
Sometimes I feel Singaporeans do care. It's just that we know our limitations, being smart and all. Yes, we wanna help. But how much can we do? Can we tell B*sh to NOT fight the Iraq war? Can we tell the Chinese gov to let Tibet be independant? Maybe it's because Singaporeans are more humanitarian than political. We can do our bit by being volunteers to help out disaster-struck victims, but when it comes to political stuff, we take a back-seat.
Anyways, enough of mind-boggling global stuff. Oh i just read that they actually coined a word "GLOCAL", meaning global but with a local flavour everyone can identify with.
W, C and I headed to Th*mper next for a fun night out. mr D and his minion came along too and I saw both of them in action. Specifically, they made an excuse to go to the loo, but their loo break took very long and I spotted them on the other end of the dancefloor dancing very hard next to a buncha females. Not a very pretty sight to me obviously...
So I chose not to care. I had my fair share of dudes dancing around me too anyway. And W being US-ed and all was such a party animal... we danced for more than 2 hours non-stop and when we finally left to get some water, some dude came up and said "Woa, you girls rock man! 2 hours and running..."
C, mr D and his minion left early cos they have work today... so Win and I went out and had a good chat about our lives and the people we meet... T'was a pleasant evening.
*smiles*
'Cos I sucessfully casted the 7 central characters of my Final year Project film.... *though they're all my friends*
Checked the mail this morning and surprise surprise!!!11 talents answered my casting call!!! WOOHOOO!!!
And they're surprisingly talented! Like theatre degree holders, ex models, ex SIA stewardesses who're also proficient ballerinas, who did TVCs and other theatre productions, indie actors....
The Singapore art scene ain't as grey as they depict. There're plenty of talents abound!!! YAY!!! I'm SOOOO happy i'm beaming.
Now comes the tough decision as to WHO to cast... there're just too many good ones.
Oh, and I still haven't found a paunchy balding UNCLE who can speak perfect hokkien yet so if any of you know of anyone, or your Dads cut such a figure, CALL MEEEE!!!!
On a more neutral note, I bought me-self a new organizer so I'm beaming tooo....
On a less happy note, my 2 bees didn't make it yesterday. One got called back to jump from a parachute at 3am and the other had meeting till 7.30pm, fell damn ill, suffered gastric and had to go home to hide. BAH!!!
But no matter the bees, I had an AWESOME time anyway. Went to play boardgames again, but only completed Taboo and Cranium. S&J, J&N, W&C totally made my day with riotous fun and laughter, then came a serious discussion about Falung*ng practitioners and Tibet*n monks being persecuted in China. It got pretty heated up as S felt indignant and we tried to defend the the Chinese to a certain extent. Even B*sh and the Ir*q war and Taiwan got dragged into this.
But we all agreed to disagree, because we know the world is never fair and there are 2 sides to the coin in every situation and we wouldn't know these situations, so we just let it be.
Sometimes I feel Singaporeans do care. It's just that we know our limitations, being smart and all. Yes, we wanna help. But how much can we do? Can we tell B*sh to NOT fight the Iraq war? Can we tell the Chinese gov to let Tibet be independant? Maybe it's because Singaporeans are more humanitarian than political. We can do our bit by being volunteers to help out disaster-struck victims, but when it comes to political stuff, we take a back-seat.
Anyways, enough of mind-boggling global stuff. Oh i just read that they actually coined a word "GLOCAL", meaning global but with a local flavour everyone can identify with.
W, C and I headed to Th*mper next for a fun night out. mr D and his minion came along too and I saw both of them in action. Specifically, they made an excuse to go to the loo, but their loo break took very long and I spotted them on the other end of the dancefloor dancing very hard next to a buncha females. Not a very pretty sight to me obviously...
So I chose not to care. I had my fair share of dudes dancing around me too anyway. And W being US-ed and all was such a party animal... we danced for more than 2 hours non-stop and when we finally left to get some water, some dude came up and said "Woa, you girls rock man! 2 hours and running..."
C, mr D and his minion left early cos they have work today... so Win and I went out and had a good chat about our lives and the people we meet... T'was a pleasant evening.
*smiles*
Thursday, January 05, 2006
Recapturing Memories...
Time to sit down and blog the goddamn week before another crazy weekend comes crashing into my life...
I hardly have time to breathe now that school has started and my social life remains just as active... bleah.. Plus I need to job search and mr D lent me a 5-inch thick book on writing kick-ass resumes and creating that impression to knock 'em dead. It's kinda useful but I HATE READING NON-FICTION!!! Somebody give me that fairytale adventure book anytime man!
We last stopped on Wednesday when my luck was running high romantically. Funny how it comes in crests and dips, like waves too. Pour example, this week is pretty low except for the group outing with mr W and commando bee later and a whole motley crue of people whom I love. (as friends LAH)
Thursday
Pageant day today and I look a DRAG! The late nights and perpetual running around didn't do my skin any good. Plus my dear flu has bestowed me with a voice which can be described "sexy" at best and "croaky" at worst. Plus I sound about as nasal as a chinese wayang singer.
Finally got myself down to the place and instead of rehearsals, they made us sit down and wait to be made up. So I waited an hour to be made up, another 2 hours to GET made-up and one more hour to get my hair done. IT'S TOTALLY CRAZY! Who takes 2 hours just to do makeup? I take 10 min MAX... even with careful preening and all, it doesn't take that long.
And I thereby concluded that the beauty business wasn't for me. I hate the waiting and the sitting around while people painted your face. Seriously, I can do it no my own and look the same.
This is the finished product. I think my face was too white and lips too red. Bah...
Then came 'rehearsals' which were held in the back alley behind the bar. It's darn lame and just walking and presenting. And that dude had to make us repeat so many times like we're some dim-witted asses. Seriously!
Then there was the QnA session which was supposed to be tongue-in-cheek. No brain cells required. They asked stuff like "Would you be the girlfriend of someone if he paid you $2000 to do so?" and "Describe the most embarassing incident you had in your sex life" and "Would you pinch a cute stranger's butt in a club?"
Actually I was pretty miffed that "World Peace" wasn't one of the accepted answers, cos this is probably the only time I'll get to say "world peace" on stage and get applause for it... oh well... *just kidding*
All in all, though I didn't get into finals, it was quite an experience. Met some nice folks, did a couple of dances with R, J and mr tan, took some pics and I'm happy! *beams*
I hardly have time to breathe now that school has started and my social life remains just as active... bleah.. Plus I need to job search and mr D lent me a 5-inch thick book on writing kick-ass resumes and creating that impression to knock 'em dead. It's kinda useful but I HATE READING NON-FICTION!!! Somebody give me that fairytale adventure book anytime man!
We last stopped on Wednesday when my luck was running high romantically. Funny how it comes in crests and dips, like waves too. Pour example, this week is pretty low except for the group outing with mr W and commando bee later and a whole motley crue of people whom I love. (as friends LAH)
Thursday
Pageant day today and I look a DRAG! The late nights and perpetual running around didn't do my skin any good. Plus my dear flu has bestowed me with a voice which can be described "sexy" at best and "croaky" at worst. Plus I sound about as nasal as a chinese wayang singer.
Finally got myself down to the place and instead of rehearsals, they made us sit down and wait to be made up. So I waited an hour to be made up, another 2 hours to GET made-up and one more hour to get my hair done. IT'S TOTALLY CRAZY! Who takes 2 hours just to do makeup? I take 10 min MAX... even with careful preening and all, it doesn't take that long.
And I thereby concluded that the beauty business wasn't for me. I hate the waiting and the sitting around while people painted your face. Seriously, I can do it no my own and look the same.This is the finished product. I think my face was too white and lips too red. Bah...
Then came 'rehearsals' which were held in the back alley behind the bar. It's darn lame and just walking and presenting. And that dude had to make us repeat so many times like we're some dim-witted asses. Seriously!
Then there was the QnA session which was supposed to be tongue-in-cheek. No brain cells required. They asked stuff like "Would you be the girlfriend of someone if he paid you $2000 to do so?" and "Describe the most embarassing incident you had in your sex life" and "Would you pinch a cute stranger's butt in a club?"
Actually I was pretty miffed that "World Peace" wasn't one of the accepted answers, cos this is probably the only time I'll get to say "world peace" on stage and get applause for it... oh well... *just kidding*
All in all, though I didn't get into finals, it was quite an experience. Met some nice folks, did a couple of dances with R, J and mr tan, took some pics and I'm happy! *beams*
And the evening didn't end there. Commando bee asked me to join him at Thumper and being dressed up and all and I was gonna cab home anyway, I went. Music was AWFUL. Like trance and technified Black Eyed Peas songs. Danced a bit during the brief episode of hiphop. Didn't help that commando bee made me wait 10 min while he was out making a phonecall. So I was all by myself for quite a while.
Met this really gay guy who danced like a gay but was totally sporting. And surprise surprise! I found out later he's married with kids. And he still dances like there's no tomorrow. RESPECT.
Hitched a ride home on a flashy red car. I hold a serious distaste for red cars. They're just as bad as the electric blue bengster ones, thought a lil classier due to their link to Ferraris.
Friday
Met up with my darling Primary school classmates for dimsum at Chinatown then an afternoon of karaoke. What can I say? Everybody there was Singapore Idol material.... Brilliant singing coupled with great company. Can't ask for much more. And we could do lotsa duets cos there were 3 guys and 4 gals.
I'm kind of surprised my Primary school classmates were so proficient in singing, especially Mandarin love ballads. 
Always thought some of them were sort of 'kentang' or very Westernized, but then I realised that we're from the same system from P1-6, which makes them effectively bilingual. And it's great to know that they've done well for themselves.
Though I wasn't in top form, had a great time just listening to great singing 'live'. 
*Game: Spot the crush!*
Thereafter, Y, J and I shopped around Chinatown for mahjong tiles... which turned out pretty entertaining. It was like this Chinese Immersion trip around Chinatown, where we saw traditional food stuff and handicrafts. There're lotsa pretty stuff in Chinatown actually, and we 'ooh'ed and 'aah'ed over many beautiful lamps and stone fountain displays. Oh, and they sell dirt-cheap accessories too!! WHOOPEEE!
I never knew there's actually ONE BIG SHOP in People's Park Complex just selling mahjong stuff. It's kinda like the COURTS or IKEA of mahjong. Brilliant!
Joined J, J and PL from church at a boardgame cafe later. S and J came soon after and we had a riotous evening of fun-filled laughter and thrilling screams. Especially with S and J. Oh well.... people do crack under 'stress'. We discovered the joys of good old-fashioned games like "Taboo", "Snorta" and some others...
S and E set me up on a phonecall with the boat party cutie and he sounded kinda weird. E later told me that he was so happy after talking to me that he beamed the whole evening. And he was stressed out as well, cos he was perspiring after the conversation and had to wash his face. They all laughed at his shyness, but I was sort of taken aback that someone liked me this much only after one meeting and that he's so terribly shy. It's kinda freaky. And i don't exactly fancy the idea that he liked me based on first impressions.
But all in all, I loved today. It's a brilliant day with briliant company. Who says you need to be attached to be happy?
Saturday
The long wait is FINALLY over! It's NYE!!! Finally, another turbulent year has passed. Funny how I don't feel the NYE sort of nostalgia and renewal of hope. Maybe it's because I already am happy. In fact, I didn't even make resolutions. Probably the only thing I kept in mind was to be a better person, so it encompasses all areas of my life, with work, with relationships, with health. Just to be better in general.
But I have to say that 2005 has been the best year of my life. I played darn hard the whole year, had a blast at MTV, continued having a blast in school at with dance, made some awesome friends to keep for life, bought 3 pairs of Birkinstocks, finally got my ipod mini, partied every weekend like there's no tomorrow, dated many people, watched tonnes of movies, gained tonnes of confidence, learnt tonnes of life lessons and wrote more journal entries than I ever did my whole life. *beams*
Yes, 2005 shall go down in history as the best year of my life! And now my resolution is to make 2005 pale in comparison to 2006, for I want 2006 to reigneth!
Anyway, NYE party at Pan Pac was a surprisingly quiet affair. We watched the fireworks live from the best vantage view of the hotel suite and twas MARVELLOUS!! I even have a few videop clips to show.
Then we fooled around taking pictures..
The view from hotel suite...
The Hip Hop gang with their kickass pose... DANCERS UNITE!
The nice regular group pic but we weren't looking the right way...
Okay, now we are, but F has to spoil it by puckering his lips and feeling like he wants to kiss W *sic*
The quintessential act sexy pic gone wrong... 
The perfect glamourous GAY magazine cover pic...
More gay displays from inebriated dudes...
F and I on our 2nd NYE as best mates...
No, contrary to popular belief, we didn't get to dance on NYE even though most peeps are dancers here. But we did have a great time chillling, several frustrating moments waiting for people and gathering lost lambs but all in all, t'was a good NYE. I even met up with mr D and his friend for supper after the whole thing!
And I more than made up for the lack of dancing on NYE by Zouking on Sunday to great hiphop tracks in the main hall. Saw some fantastic feats by some B-boys too. They were battling in front of the DJ console. Uber cool!
That's all for now. Can't wait to play Taboo with J, S and gang along with mr W and commando bee later!
PS- Korean bee called to ask how I was.... he's so weird. I thought he disappeared and now he's in the picture again! *heehee*
Thursday, December 29, 2005
The Lowdown on the Highs
Life is interesting these days. For one, no more Fairytale Oddparents. I'm spread so thin I don't even sleep enough. Yea, yea... FINALLY people get to see my eyeballs turning yellow. 2 girls have already witnessed that freaky phenomenon... and counting.
Monday
Usual work day. Woke up to nightmare starring so and so. Then I remembered how peeved I was with him the previous night *read previous post* and it wasn't a nightmare anymore... More like a dream come true. D came to my place for project meeting and it took the better half of the day...
So and so was apologetic and messaged if he could take me out for lunch and shopping to make up for everything. Alas I was stuck on thinking up snide remarks for the director in my script. Then things turned bad after the meeting when I fell GODDAMN sick. As in dizzy spells, headaches, massive flu, sore body, fever, the whole works. I couldn't even stand properly... And it's my 3rd major illness since November's exam period. Have to do something about it. MissG and mr tan also got it! Wonder if it's MOS air since we were all there on Friday... I always KNEW it was a NASTY place. That place doesn't give me a good vibe at all... something's wrong. I always feel very exhausted there and not my usual clubbing self. But the rest seem to like it lots.
Maybe in some past life I died there so I hate that place.. or my karma just doesn't fit in with that place... oh well... whatever.
The point was I slept the whole Monday evening away. Can't even exercise! Dammit! It's all the worse cos I got shortlisted into this glamour quest thingey at R*V by C*rri* models. I feel like just pulling out.
Tuesday
It's always awesome to wake up with a horrible lump stuck in your throat and difficulty breathing.... Cos you know you've a FLOOO!!!! And that means Empress Dowager suddenly becomes all submissive and nice.... even bringing water and panadol to my room! Haha.... role reversal.
Anyway, I hopped outta bed soon enough, met up with a pal for coffee, talked about life and such. Twas great cos I've so much to learn from him... The US, the economy and all...
Then came so and so (mr D). Had late sushi lunch and went to S*ml*m to get him a gaming computer. That place is GEEK HEAVEN! I don't understand 95% of the stuff there and the overwhelming mass of plastic, metal and silicon made my head spin REALLY badly. Oh, but mr D's so nice to me now. He's like completely changed. *smiles*
Met up with my primary school classmates later in the evening and we played games and chatted till 3am, and even managed to watch ONE WHOLE DOCUMENTARY on Nat Geo. How geeky! haha... but can't fault. Most of my classmates are scholars, lawyers, doctors, engineers, and there're 4 from my faculty. I think for a primary school class, we did pretty well for ourselves.
And I loved the crappy humour and harmless banter. The musings on how we've all changed and reminescing on how we used to throw staplets into each other's hair and copy homework religiously during recess time. Those few hours with them were magical. Like being transported back in time to somewhere safe and pure. Once again, without sexual tensions flying across the rooms or people getting wasted. Hell, most of the don't even drink! Hahaha... or drink very little.
Oh and then there was my primary school crush... He's not as cute as then but still quite charming and he's a scholar. *smiles* And he asked if I was attached! hahaha.... And you wouldn't believe this. He knows commando bee!!!
Then Empress Dowager called and screamed despite my illness and the gathering came to an end... but part deux continues on Friday for a KTV sesison!!!
Wednesday
Woke up to doorbell ringing yesterday and swore in my sleep. As if Empress Dowager barging into my room to nag before going for singing class wasn't enough, she had to mess up her student schedule. I bet it's some silly student at the door who came by accident.
But incessant doorbell and knocking wouldn't go away, so I dragged myself outta bed to open the door. and Surprise Surprise!!!
It was the delivery of the LOVELIEST bouquet of white roses I've seen in my life!!
I sensed something fishy when mr D asked for my exact addy the previous night, but this is the FIRST time he's done such a thing!
Quote from the card within: "..... We shall have a smashing 2006! With love, hugs and kisses, Mr D."
He seems to like that name. Mr D.
Actually it sounds pretty cool, like some superhero nick. Mr D... the Doomsday Avenger... Mr D... the Destructor... Daredevil... whatever...
Point is, I'm all mushed up again. Ju said we're such suckers and we are. The resilience of womankind in times of hardship seems to leave us at the sight of flowers and other pretty things. dammit!
Went for the glamour quest costume fitting today. It's quite a limited selection and twasn't fun as I thought it'd be.
Later, met JP and E for some Indonesian fare at dinnertime. E is so angsty and convinced that all guys are bastards. JP meanwhile thinks they're still nice... or maybe she just hasn't met the slimy ones. I think I'm somewhere in between.
But E did say something true that nice normal guys are hard to come by nowadays, so if you find one, hold on for dear life. And JP and I were like WOA!!!! Then later, we evaluated our exes and all. All in all, had a good chat and I liked it lots. It's nice to catch up with people as people, not as say workmates or classmates.
Back to what E said. I guess it's true. The good ones are so far all players or soon-to-be players, or exhibiting playerism even if they're NOT actually players yet. The bad ones.. well, let's not even go into that.
In short, there're skeletons in everybody's closet. And I've been asking myself, why is it that the people I go out with only last a maximum of 5 dates before I get bored or they get bored??
The answer is: skeletons. We find out stuff that we don't really like about that person after a while and it peeves us. And people become couples because the part they liked about the person outweighs the part they don't like. Likes outnumber dislikes= good chance of working out. And if the peeve gets too disturbing, you'll lose interest in the person.
For me, I guess the shadow of mr D has always been there and comparisons are inevitable. And he's not just any guy. He's someone I know inside out. Hell, if there're skeletons in everyone's closet, I'm the one who has ransacked his closet totally and know every single femur, every single digit, every single bone!
Anyway, both E and JP left to meet their current beaus and I made my way to S's place to get a kickass skirt for the pageant tomorrow. S then revealed to me that some cutie from the boat party liked me! And we're all going to see each other on NYE! haha...
On the way home, got picked up by some weirdo. *like whoever picks people up at busstops??* He was so slimy. trying to get me for supper and asking for number and all. Needed help badly and wanted to call someone to get me out. But my ipod did the trick, along with bus 165. Thank God!
Back home, Mr W started talking to me again and taking an interest in my life. Found out later he's been doing some reading, ergo the lack of messages and online chatter. So I guess he's still remotely in the picture after all. Plus we'll all be at the same place on NYE.
That's all for now.... Bet my NYE weekend will RAWK!!! Can't wait. *grins*
PS- JP's Xmas gift is the weirdest gift I've ever received. But it'll come to good use next Halloween! heehee... meanwhile, need to develop some feline inclinations.....
Monday
Usual work day. Woke up to nightmare starring so and so. Then I remembered how peeved I was with him the previous night *read previous post* and it wasn't a nightmare anymore... More like a dream come true. D came to my place for project meeting and it took the better half of the day...
So and so was apologetic and messaged if he could take me out for lunch and shopping to make up for everything. Alas I was stuck on thinking up snide remarks for the director in my script. Then things turned bad after the meeting when I fell GODDAMN sick. As in dizzy spells, headaches, massive flu, sore body, fever, the whole works. I couldn't even stand properly... And it's my 3rd major illness since November's exam period. Have to do something about it. MissG and mr tan also got it! Wonder if it's MOS air since we were all there on Friday... I always KNEW it was a NASTY place. That place doesn't give me a good vibe at all... something's wrong. I always feel very exhausted there and not my usual clubbing self. But the rest seem to like it lots.
Maybe in some past life I died there so I hate that place.. or my karma just doesn't fit in with that place... oh well... whatever.
The point was I slept the whole Monday evening away. Can't even exercise! Dammit! It's all the worse cos I got shortlisted into this glamour quest thingey at R*V by C*rri* models. I feel like just pulling out.
Tuesday
It's always awesome to wake up with a horrible lump stuck in your throat and difficulty breathing.... Cos you know you've a FLOOO!!!! And that means Empress Dowager suddenly becomes all submissive and nice.... even bringing water and panadol to my room! Haha.... role reversal.
Anyway, I hopped outta bed soon enough, met up with a pal for coffee, talked about life and such. Twas great cos I've so much to learn from him... The US, the economy and all...
Then came so and so (mr D). Had late sushi lunch and went to S*ml*m to get him a gaming computer. That place is GEEK HEAVEN! I don't understand 95% of the stuff there and the overwhelming mass of plastic, metal and silicon made my head spin REALLY badly. Oh, but mr D's so nice to me now. He's like completely changed. *smiles*
Met up with my primary school classmates later in the evening and we played games and chatted till 3am, and even managed to watch ONE WHOLE DOCUMENTARY on Nat Geo. How geeky! haha... but can't fault. Most of my classmates are scholars, lawyers, doctors, engineers, and there're 4 from my faculty. I think for a primary school class, we did pretty well for ourselves.
And I loved the crappy humour and harmless banter. The musings on how we've all changed and reminescing on how we used to throw staplets into each other's hair and copy homework religiously during recess time. Those few hours with them were magical. Like being transported back in time to somewhere safe and pure. Once again, without sexual tensions flying across the rooms or people getting wasted. Hell, most of the don't even drink! Hahaha... or drink very little.
Oh and then there was my primary school crush... He's not as cute as then but still quite charming and he's a scholar. *smiles* And he asked if I was attached! hahaha.... And you wouldn't believe this. He knows commando bee!!!
Then Empress Dowager called and screamed despite my illness and the gathering came to an end... but part deux continues on Friday for a KTV sesison!!!
Wednesday
Woke up to doorbell ringing yesterday and swore in my sleep. As if Empress Dowager barging into my room to nag before going for singing class wasn't enough, she had to mess up her student schedule. I bet it's some silly student at the door who came by accident.
But incessant doorbell and knocking wouldn't go away, so I dragged myself outta bed to open the door. and Surprise Surprise!!!
It was the delivery of the LOVELIEST bouquet of white roses I've seen in my life!!
I sensed something fishy when mr D asked for my exact addy the previous night, but this is the FIRST time he's done such a thing!
Quote from the card within: "..... We shall have a smashing 2006! With love, hugs and kisses, Mr D."
He seems to like that name. Mr D.
Actually it sounds pretty cool, like some superhero nick. Mr D... the Doomsday Avenger... Mr D... the Destructor... Daredevil... whatever...
Point is, I'm all mushed up again. Ju said we're such suckers and we are. The resilience of womankind in times of hardship seems to leave us at the sight of flowers and other pretty things. dammit!
Went for the glamour quest costume fitting today. It's quite a limited selection and twasn't fun as I thought it'd be.
Later, met JP and E for some Indonesian fare at dinnertime. E is so angsty and convinced that all guys are bastards. JP meanwhile thinks they're still nice... or maybe she just hasn't met the slimy ones. I think I'm somewhere in between.
But E did say something true that nice normal guys are hard to come by nowadays, so if you find one, hold on for dear life. And JP and I were like WOA!!!! Then later, we evaluated our exes and all. All in all, had a good chat and I liked it lots. It's nice to catch up with people as people, not as say workmates or classmates.
Back to what E said. I guess it's true. The good ones are so far all players or soon-to-be players, or exhibiting playerism even if they're NOT actually players yet. The bad ones.. well, let's not even go into that.
In short, there're skeletons in everybody's closet. And I've been asking myself, why is it that the people I go out with only last a maximum of 5 dates before I get bored or they get bored??
The answer is: skeletons. We find out stuff that we don't really like about that person after a while and it peeves us. And people become couples because the part they liked about the person outweighs the part they don't like. Likes outnumber dislikes= good chance of working out. And if the peeve gets too disturbing, you'll lose interest in the person.
For me, I guess the shadow of mr D has always been there and comparisons are inevitable. And he's not just any guy. He's someone I know inside out. Hell, if there're skeletons in everyone's closet, I'm the one who has ransacked his closet totally and know every single femur, every single digit, every single bone!
Anyway, both E and JP left to meet their current beaus and I made my way to S's place to get a kickass skirt for the pageant tomorrow. S then revealed to me that some cutie from the boat party liked me! And we're all going to see each other on NYE! haha...
On the way home, got picked up by some weirdo. *like whoever picks people up at busstops??* He was so slimy. trying to get me for supper and asking for number and all. Needed help badly and wanted to call someone to get me out. But my ipod did the trick, along with bus 165. Thank God!
Back home, Mr W started talking to me again and taking an interest in my life. Found out later he's been doing some reading, ergo the lack of messages and online chatter. So I guess he's still remotely in the picture after all. Plus we'll all be at the same place on NYE.
That's all for now.... Bet my NYE weekend will RAWK!!! Can't wait. *grins*
PS- JP's Xmas gift is the weirdest gift I've ever received. But it'll come to good use next Halloween! heehee... meanwhile, need to develop some feline inclinations.....
Monday, December 26, 2005
Merry Christmas to One and ALL!!!
Okay. Here's a note. I haven't been blogging much because of 3 reasons. 1) Partying/holiday season plus the shopping. 2) Too many movies to watch. 3) My final year project is picking up pace... and things are getting busy. In fact, spent 12 hours last Wednesday revising the film script and foregone a possibly awesome party at Phuture. *bloody hell*
Over the past 2 weeks since I met *ahem* the new interesting dude (let's call him Mr W), I've watched like 6 movies. 2 with him and the rest with so and so.
1) Perhaps Love
2) Lilya 4-ever
3) King Kong
4) The Promise
5) A Chinese Tall Story (free media pass)
6) Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe
Shan't bother reviewing them all but in general, the worthy watches are Perhaps Love, King Kong and Narnia.
Next on my list: Pride and Prejudice, Merry Christmas, Munich and Casanova.
It's been a crazy crazy 2 weeks and weekends. Last weekend was New Asia on Friday, MOS on Saturday and hiphop class on Sunday.
This Xmas weekend is even worse.
Let's start with the crazy Wednesday. It was 12 hours of sitting and typing in front of com for the script till my brain cells froze .... totally conked out in front of the com. And this I haven't done so since A levels! Woke up and realise that it's only been 5 minutes. Sigh.. late night Wed.
Thursday, went for movie with so and so, then met Mr W and S to watch my brother's Xmas concert with his ensemble. Then Mr W and I had dinner at Cartel till late late.... like 11.45, after which he partially sent me home. He was totally gentlemanly, had lotsa things to say and some interesting anecdotes to tell.... kinda nice. He's such a welcome difference from so and so, who's incredibly Chinese-schooled cos this dude is totally English-schooled. For once, I can sit back and just listen instead of constantly yakking and finding stuff to say. Oh, and I found his crow's feet when he smiles kinda alluring too. *smiles*
Then so and so made a huge fuss. I think he was seeing green but he claims he's not. Anyway, I actually had to detour back to River Valley's Sp*ze to look for him. And so it was... another sit down, serious talk and pig out session. MAN! Pig out I can.. but serious talk, I'm getting numb to the mumbo-jumbo. About him not wanting a relationship, about how I should concentrate on my life before romance, about how he still has feelings for Jo. Frankly, I don't really care anymore.
I'm not romantically attracted to him at all. Just an extremely comfortable familiarity which we both agree will be awesome if we were friends. And therefore, I've decided we should be just that.... as friends. So he doesn't have a right to stop me from dating anyone and neither do I.
Supper lasted till late on Thursday too.
Friday started out with a morning meeting with my Prof in town. She treated us to Fraps and a chicken/mushroom pie at Olio. Said it was a Xmas treat! And she's like a mother hen and calls us 'dearies' and shares with us her life story and what we'll be doing for Xmas. Can you find a prof like that nowadays?? I absolutely adore her!!! :)
Final year project wise, the script is looking incredible! It's fast-paced and loaded with humour. Love it! Prof likes it too and that's a sign for better things to come! She even called up her ex student lecturing at NP to get us a crew.... haha...
And I'll be acting in the final film as a reporter. Like *duh!* damn cliched.
Xmas shopping was crazy considering I just have ONE AFTERNOON to complete it. haha.... but I went to at least 10 shops and walked at least 3km looking for the perfect red skirt/white skirt to complete my Santarina look for the Xmas eve theme party. As for gifts, they're pretty easy to settle with so many good books on the market. *hint hint* You peeps know what you'll be getting. :)
Was completely zonked by 5pm. (read, late nights since Wednesday and early mornings) Rushed home and slept till 7, jogged, dined, and then it was out to Bugs to salsa with mr tan. And we FINALLY managed to get a dance together, albeit just a short one. More to come on NYE so I'm not worried for the lack of it..... MUAHAHA
Then J, Flo, mr tan, Funkt T rushed down to the amazingly packed MOS to join Ju, her beau, and another J with 2 guy friends. MOS's hiphop hall was it's usual normal self. Not too kick-ass, but passable. I hereby conclude after this 2nd trip that I can't dance to house. HOW??? Somebody tell me!! How do people dance to house? What techniques? What beats to grab? What to emphasize? It's totally GREEK to me.
Mr W was supposed to appear but he passed out at home after drinking. *geez, I'm beginning to hate alcoholics. so and so was and IS one* And anyway, I got really stoned by 3.30am. It's another late night friday and I just HAD to go home. Rest of my fave gang stayed till club closing though.
Saturday began at 12noon, interspersed with a nap bet 1-3. haha... so technically, I began my day really late. So and so's such an ass again. I told him I'd reserve my Xmas eve for him and he replied saying he's got plans. Nevermind. Then later, he said he wants to meet up after all which by then was too late. I was rushing out for the Xmas Eve party at Union Bar.
Union Bar was good with M & D around. Met a few dancers and seriously, with dancers around, you can dance anytime, anywhere. Music was really kickass, far better than liquid or MOS. And the event planner invited the few of us to kickstart the dance on the empty floor. Yes.... you must be thinking. WHAT?? Dancing when no one else is dancing? That's abominable!
But hell, who'd wanna wait around for people to start? It's darn loserish. Just take things in your own hands and start dancing! *in a group* haha
And once we started, the whole scene was hyped up. People came up too and the dance floor became awfully packed within 3 songs. Twas AWESOME! AndI love dancing with M.... she's totally nigger and damn groovy!
One bee came with his 2 very shy friends of few words, didn't like to dance and so moved on to another club. Then Mr W came, with.... surprise... another girl in tow. She didn't dance so they left after a while. Then he came back in with yet another girl, E. But this girl didn't look at me with that weird gaze. She's his junior in JC and she's groovy and bubbly. I like her... :) So we all danced and was joined by an obviously gay man with a HUGE dangling pearl earring and a funky tai tai. Darn fun!
A group of US-ed fellas asked M and I to yet another house-warming... Seems like these people love house warmings and house parties a lot. But anyway, glad to have made more acquaintances.
2.30, Mr W, E and I relocated to this boat party at Keppel Marina. And there I found the MIA-ed S, J and E and a whole salsa and exotic dance gang. And so the party continues to great hiphop tracks. It's supposedly organized by the ex-manager of Cocco so it's damn happening! Crowd was good. Really good-looking and really great party people! Good mix of breakers, hiphoppers, salsarios, etc. Mainly a yuppie, overseas-ed crowd... and all the right age! I never knew these beautiful people even existed! Pretty girls yes, but not the guys. And well, cos of the party, I now have more faith in the state of SG men. *grin*
E traumatised S and people were getting drunk so we left soon after... Mr W kept asking where I was going, cos I was chilling and chatthing with him before that. I guess he didn't want to be alone there. He looked kinda taken aback when I said I was leaving with my dance pals, but then he immediately turned to a female stranger next to him and started chatting. Hmmm...... Me thinks he's too 'casanovic' for my liking....
Home sweet home it was at 4.15 am. Tis my 4th late night.
Sunday was a TOTAL letdown. No, more like so and so was a total letdown. As usual, so and so threw his signitory tantrum and ignored my sms for the plans for the night. We're supposed to hit Harry's for jazz, then to MOS for the White Xmas party which I've invites for. And he didn't reply till 11.30pm?? TOTAL ASS!
He asked me out to MOS cos his pals were there. Seriously, I don't even think he's sincere. I was just asked along cos I can dance a bit compared to his non-dancing friends. Then he got there and the reception got cut off so he didn't answer my call at all. And I didn't wanna leave home without knowing whether he'll be there when I arrive. I'm not gonna queue all the way myself and go hunting for the group of them alone!!
And bet 12.30 to 3am, I was waiting for that darned call all dressed up and ready to go. And he totally MIAed and didn't even have the pig brain to go outside to make contact. Can you believe it?? How can you ask someone out and then leave them to themselve?? Oh and get this.... he and his pal were with 3 other girls. No wonder he MIA-ed.
Not that I care anyway... I revel in the knowledge that I partied with 2 bees on Xmas eve WITHOUT him. There is NO way he can beat that.
But I was so fuming mad he always manages to spoil everything by his stupidity and childish tantrums. What's with the cold shoulder treatment throughout the day? If we'd plan earlier, this wouldn't have happened! But no, he had to wait till freaking 11.30pm to call!!!
Oh and he expected me to PAY that bloody $25 cover charge cos the invite didn't work anymore?? If we'd been there earlier, it would have worked. And seriously, I don't even drink. He'll be the one using the drink coupons for his excessive alcoholic consumption anyway while leaving me dehydrated. He always does that. He'll buy all his friends alcoholic drinks and do the same for me even though he knows DAMN WELL I don't drink a single drop. He intentionally tries to make me drink. What kinda guy is this??
So I end up not drinking at all, which is really bad when I dance and lose water. Meanwhile, he'll end up getting really wasted by drinking too much. And it looks really really bad.
So is my anger justified? Hell yea! I dressed up and made up for nothing. I didn't get to jog, wasted 3 hours waiting, and worse.... I missed the last half hour of Sweet Home Alabama on tv... And he had the cheek to call me crazy!?!?!
I'm peeved HUGE!
But it's a new week, and NYE and more crazy partying's just ahead. So I shall let it rest but shall ignore him from now on. Dang! And to think I bought him Xmas pressies. Totally not worth my effort!
Maybe I shall just rewrap and give it to someone else *oops... not sposed to say this*
But all that said and done, this has been an incredible Xmas. The best I'd had actually. Family doesn't celebrate Xmas so nothing's been done the past years. But since freshie yr and being with so and so, Xmas has sort of been jinxed. The 1st Xmas I had with him I was in Taiwan grandma-visiting. The 2nd I was carolling both Xmas eve and day, which leaves me little time to spend with him. The 3rd.... you know what happened. I don't even wish to think about it. Remembered I bought some mags, read, and slept really early on Xmas eve, thru Xmas morning and then went out with Ju.
A year later, now, Xmas is SO much better. I've fast friends and cool company and I can say I truely enjoyed Xmas even with his let down. *smiles*
To more happy times ahead! Cheers *clink*
Merry Christmas everyone! hohoho
Over the past 2 weeks since I met *ahem* the new interesting dude (let's call him Mr W), I've watched like 6 movies. 2 with him and the rest with so and so.
1) Perhaps Love
2) Lilya 4-ever
3) King Kong
4) The Promise
5) A Chinese Tall Story (free media pass)
6) Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe
Shan't bother reviewing them all but in general, the worthy watches are Perhaps Love, King Kong and Narnia.
Next on my list: Pride and Prejudice, Merry Christmas, Munich and Casanova.
It's been a crazy crazy 2 weeks and weekends. Last weekend was New Asia on Friday, MOS on Saturday and hiphop class on Sunday.
This Xmas weekend is even worse.
Let's start with the crazy Wednesday. It was 12 hours of sitting and typing in front of com for the script till my brain cells froze .... totally conked out in front of the com. And this I haven't done so since A levels! Woke up and realise that it's only been 5 minutes. Sigh.. late night Wed.
Thursday, went for movie with so and so, then met Mr W and S to watch my brother's Xmas concert with his ensemble. Then Mr W and I had dinner at Cartel till late late.... like 11.45, after which he partially sent me home. He was totally gentlemanly, had lotsa things to say and some interesting anecdotes to tell.... kinda nice. He's such a welcome difference from so and so, who's incredibly Chinese-schooled cos this dude is totally English-schooled. For once, I can sit back and just listen instead of constantly yakking and finding stuff to say. Oh, and I found his crow's feet when he smiles kinda alluring too. *smiles*
Then so and so made a huge fuss. I think he was seeing green but he claims he's not. Anyway, I actually had to detour back to River Valley's Sp*ze to look for him. And so it was... another sit down, serious talk and pig out session. MAN! Pig out I can.. but serious talk, I'm getting numb to the mumbo-jumbo. About him not wanting a relationship, about how I should concentrate on my life before romance, about how he still has feelings for Jo. Frankly, I don't really care anymore.
I'm not romantically attracted to him at all. Just an extremely comfortable familiarity which we both agree will be awesome if we were friends. And therefore, I've decided we should be just that.... as friends. So he doesn't have a right to stop me from dating anyone and neither do I.
Supper lasted till late on Thursday too.
Friday started out with a morning meeting with my Prof in town. She treated us to Fraps and a chicken/mushroom pie at Olio. Said it was a Xmas treat! And she's like a mother hen and calls us 'dearies' and shares with us her life story and what we'll be doing for Xmas. Can you find a prof like that nowadays?? I absolutely adore her!!! :)
Final year project wise, the script is looking incredible! It's fast-paced and loaded with humour. Love it! Prof likes it too and that's a sign for better things to come! She even called up her ex student lecturing at NP to get us a crew.... haha...
And I'll be acting in the final film as a reporter. Like *duh!* damn cliched.
Xmas shopping was crazy considering I just have ONE AFTERNOON to complete it. haha.... but I went to at least 10 shops and walked at least 3km looking for the perfect red skirt/white skirt to complete my Santarina look for the Xmas eve theme party. As for gifts, they're pretty easy to settle with so many good books on the market. *hint hint* You peeps know what you'll be getting. :)
Was completely zonked by 5pm. (read, late nights since Wednesday and early mornings) Rushed home and slept till 7, jogged, dined, and then it was out to Bugs to salsa with mr tan. And we FINALLY managed to get a dance together, albeit just a short one. More to come on NYE so I'm not worried for the lack of it..... MUAHAHA
Then J, Flo, mr tan, Funkt T rushed down to the amazingly packed MOS to join Ju, her beau, and another J with 2 guy friends. MOS's hiphop hall was it's usual normal self. Not too kick-ass, but passable. I hereby conclude after this 2nd trip that I can't dance to house. HOW??? Somebody tell me!! How do people dance to house? What techniques? What beats to grab? What to emphasize? It's totally GREEK to me.
Mr W was supposed to appear but he passed out at home after drinking. *geez, I'm beginning to hate alcoholics. so and so was and IS one* And anyway, I got really stoned by 3.30am. It's another late night friday and I just HAD to go home. Rest of my fave gang stayed till club closing though.
Saturday began at 12noon, interspersed with a nap bet 1-3. haha... so technically, I began my day really late. So and so's such an ass again. I told him I'd reserve my Xmas eve for him and he replied saying he's got plans. Nevermind. Then later, he said he wants to meet up after all which by then was too late. I was rushing out for the Xmas Eve party at Union Bar.
Union Bar was good with M & D around. Met a few dancers and seriously, with dancers around, you can dance anytime, anywhere. Music was really kickass, far better than liquid or MOS. And the event planner invited the few of us to kickstart the dance on the empty floor. Yes.... you must be thinking. WHAT?? Dancing when no one else is dancing? That's abominable!
But hell, who'd wanna wait around for people to start? It's darn loserish. Just take things in your own hands and start dancing! *in a group* haha
And once we started, the whole scene was hyped up. People came up too and the dance floor became awfully packed within 3 songs. Twas AWESOME! AndI love dancing with M.... she's totally nigger and damn groovy!
One bee came with his 2 very shy friends of few words, didn't like to dance and so moved on to another club. Then Mr W came, with.... surprise... another girl in tow. She didn't dance so they left after a while. Then he came back in with yet another girl, E. But this girl didn't look at me with that weird gaze. She's his junior in JC and she's groovy and bubbly. I like her... :) So we all danced and was joined by an obviously gay man with a HUGE dangling pearl earring and a funky tai tai. Darn fun!
A group of US-ed fellas asked M and I to yet another house-warming... Seems like these people love house warmings and house parties a lot. But anyway, glad to have made more acquaintances.
2.30, Mr W, E and I relocated to this boat party at Keppel Marina. And there I found the MIA-ed S, J and E and a whole salsa and exotic dance gang. And so the party continues to great hiphop tracks. It's supposedly organized by the ex-manager of Cocco so it's damn happening! Crowd was good. Really good-looking and really great party people! Good mix of breakers, hiphoppers, salsarios, etc. Mainly a yuppie, overseas-ed crowd... and all the right age! I never knew these beautiful people even existed! Pretty girls yes, but not the guys. And well, cos of the party, I now have more faith in the state of SG men. *grin*
E traumatised S and people were getting drunk so we left soon after... Mr W kept asking where I was going, cos I was chilling and chatthing with him before that. I guess he didn't want to be alone there. He looked kinda taken aback when I said I was leaving with my dance pals, but then he immediately turned to a female stranger next to him and started chatting. Hmmm...... Me thinks he's too 'casanovic' for my liking....
Home sweet home it was at 4.15 am. Tis my 4th late night.
Sunday was a TOTAL letdown. No, more like so and so was a total letdown. As usual, so and so threw his signitory tantrum and ignored my sms for the plans for the night. We're supposed to hit Harry's for jazz, then to MOS for the White Xmas party which I've invites for. And he didn't reply till 11.30pm?? TOTAL ASS!
He asked me out to MOS cos his pals were there. Seriously, I don't even think he's sincere. I was just asked along cos I can dance a bit compared to his non-dancing friends. Then he got there and the reception got cut off so he didn't answer my call at all. And I didn't wanna leave home without knowing whether he'll be there when I arrive. I'm not gonna queue all the way myself and go hunting for the group of them alone!!
And bet 12.30 to 3am, I was waiting for that darned call all dressed up and ready to go. And he totally MIAed and didn't even have the pig brain to go outside to make contact. Can you believe it?? How can you ask someone out and then leave them to themselve?? Oh and get this.... he and his pal were with 3 other girls. No wonder he MIA-ed.
Not that I care anyway... I revel in the knowledge that I partied with 2 bees on Xmas eve WITHOUT him. There is NO way he can beat that.
But I was so fuming mad he always manages to spoil everything by his stupidity and childish tantrums. What's with the cold shoulder treatment throughout the day? If we'd plan earlier, this wouldn't have happened! But no, he had to wait till freaking 11.30pm to call!!!
Oh and he expected me to PAY that bloody $25 cover charge cos the invite didn't work anymore?? If we'd been there earlier, it would have worked. And seriously, I don't even drink. He'll be the one using the drink coupons for his excessive alcoholic consumption anyway while leaving me dehydrated. He always does that. He'll buy all his friends alcoholic drinks and do the same for me even though he knows DAMN WELL I don't drink a single drop. He intentionally tries to make me drink. What kinda guy is this??
So I end up not drinking at all, which is really bad when I dance and lose water. Meanwhile, he'll end up getting really wasted by drinking too much. And it looks really really bad.
So is my anger justified? Hell yea! I dressed up and made up for nothing. I didn't get to jog, wasted 3 hours waiting, and worse.... I missed the last half hour of Sweet Home Alabama on tv... And he had the cheek to call me crazy!?!?!
I'm peeved HUGE!
But it's a new week, and NYE and more crazy partying's just ahead. So I shall let it rest but shall ignore him from now on. Dang! And to think I bought him Xmas pressies. Totally not worth my effort!
Maybe I shall just rewrap and give it to someone else *oops... not sposed to say this*
But all that said and done, this has been an incredible Xmas. The best I'd had actually. Family doesn't celebrate Xmas so nothing's been done the past years. But since freshie yr and being with so and so, Xmas has sort of been jinxed. The 1st Xmas I had with him I was in Taiwan grandma-visiting. The 2nd I was carolling both Xmas eve and day, which leaves me little time to spend with him. The 3rd.... you know what happened. I don't even wish to think about it. Remembered I bought some mags, read, and slept really early on Xmas eve, thru Xmas morning and then went out with Ju.
A year later, now, Xmas is SO much better. I've fast friends and cool company and I can say I truely enjoyed Xmas even with his let down. *smiles*
To more happy times ahead! Cheers *clink*
Merry Christmas everyone! hohoho
Friday, December 16, 2005
B? Beeless? BEES!
I don't know if I should blog this cos I don't know if this is a bee..... Bee or no bee, here goes anyway.
Just went on a movie date with someone new and awfully interesting today and feeling absolutely in cloud nine now!!! Haven't been this excited about meeting someone in a long long while.
*smiles indulgently*
Just went on a movie date with someone new and awfully interesting today and feeling absolutely in cloud nine now!!! Haven't been this excited about meeting someone in a long long while.
*smiles indulgently*
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Pathetique Rediscovered
Played Beethoven's Pathetique Sonata today to take my mind off things and indulge in beauteous melodies.
It's grand, beautiful, poignant, everything.... Banged the chords thru 1st movement. Sang along with the lyrical 2nd movement. Nodded head to 3rd movement.
Gosh! I miss classical music! So much so much!
I'm so glad I get to jam Christmas carols with Bewitched this weekend! Really looking forward to it! Gonna to lotsa duets.... Peer Gynt Suite, Persian Market, Canon... WHOOPEEE!!!
It's grand, beautiful, poignant, everything.... Banged the chords thru 1st movement. Sang along with the lyrical 2nd movement. Nodded head to 3rd movement.
Gosh! I miss classical music! So much so much!
I'm so glad I get to jam Christmas carols with Bewitched this weekend! Really looking forward to it! Gonna to lotsa duets.... Peer Gynt Suite, Persian Market, Canon... WHOOPEEE!!!
Strange Coincidences
Funny how everyone around me thinks about the same stuff around the same time.
Read about Existential philosophy on mr tan's webbie and about Synchronicity on bewitched's webbie... They're not the same but all relate to life in general... the spiritual sciences.
Yours sincerely did some reading up and me thinks I need an existential investigator in my life to sort out a general direction for me a la "I Heart Huckabee" *why don't I remember seeing this in theatres? Did I miss such a grand movie??*
... Or maybe I should just adopt a religion soon so I'll have more direction and stop thinking about mrD the incredible ass.
But anyway, the Satre phrase that "Man is condemned to be free" made extra sense to me today, while I watched Lilya 4-ever.
It's an hauntingly sorrowful movie about a young girl forced into prostitution. Quite nicely shot, sometimes in MTV style, sometimes just plain experimental, but i digress. It's quite a painful watch cos though short (2h), it's incredibly depressing from start to finish. You see the life of this precocious young person systematically decline and she suffers abuse and more abuse. There were so much rape I cried for her... And if this movie reflects the situation of sex slavery and child prostitution in the world (which i think it does), then the world is positively sick.
But ultimately, it's because of a series of wrong choices that landed her in hot soup, even if her reasons for making those decisions were compelling. Herein lies the crux of "Man is condemned to be free".
We're not free to be free per se, but more like free to choose the path we take. If it is between a good path and bad path, good. But what if we had to choose between 2 hell holes like Lilya? She chose the seemingly better options at first, but they always turn out to lead to an option with far greater evil. And so it is that MAN is Condemed, because the freedom to choose may lead o slavery.
Such hopelessness and despair in the film! Seldom have I watched something so terrible and disturbing!
On to the immediate issue at hand, mr D. The background is he and I met everyday for the past 5 days. Yes, sick I know. We both had too much of each other and we're both bored. And if I knew he was only asking me out cos he lacked company and I was the convenient choice, why did I choose to go out with him? Only to land myself in this limbo situation when we're half in half out of a relationship, and him saying he hopes to revive sparks with his ex before me. And there I was mulling over how things will turn out if I got serious with a new bee I'm dating. And I was so afriad of liking the new person so much that I'll have to leave him... cos I think i'll prolly cry buckets if I've to leave him. And all the while, he's been thinking about some other girl not worth mentioning here while in my company!!!???
Why did I even fall for it when he obviously doesn't cherish my company in the 1st place? Bloody hell! So yea, right now I'm condemned. Cos i'm quite hurt and disgusted by what he did and then said. Didn't he specifically say he doesn't wanna hurt me anymore? Then why give in to his own weakness and get me out when he doesn't really care? COMPLETE ASS!!!
I am friggin' condemned by my own weakness.... and I think him too. Sigh
For info on the phrase, look here:
http://www.nimbinaustralia.com/zenwatt/condemnedtobefree.html
On the issue of synchronicity, why did his ex b4 me suddenly become single during this period? Why do they have to date on friday when he's at his lowest and neediest to be with someone? And why is it that my hot date's that time too? Everything's happening together. And there is a reason for it... Does it mean that we're separating for good this time?
And it really doesn't help that he proposed on Monday in the most ridiculously UN-romantic Singaporean fashion. ie. "Do you wanna get engaged after you grad so we can register for a flat?" then go on to say he talks rubbish. *how can anyone marry such a person?*
mr tan says I'm sadomasochistic. I friggin' am. And bewitched said she's seen many weird couples in her life... and I've just added to the list. And JZ said she forbids me to meet mr D ever again cos he seriously threatens my mental wellbeing.
As for my date, PMS has caused a massive zit outbreak and water retention, so I not only have a disgusting face, but a bloated body. How worse can it get? Plus I've shitloads of stuff to settle for FYP.
Anyway, to recap on the topics today, I've been condemned to make silly choices. And synchronicities ain't helping me!
MAN! I gotta stop being a weakling!!! I gotta date and date and date... and not fall back into the rut of familiar company!
Read about Existential philosophy on mr tan's webbie and about Synchronicity on bewitched's webbie... They're not the same but all relate to life in general... the spiritual sciences.
Yours sincerely did some reading up and me thinks I need an existential investigator in my life to sort out a general direction for me a la "I Heart Huckabee" *why don't I remember seeing this in theatres? Did I miss such a grand movie??*
... Or maybe I should just adopt a religion soon so I'll have more direction and stop thinking about mrD the incredible ass.
But anyway, the Satre phrase that "Man is condemned to be free" made extra sense to me today, while I watched Lilya 4-ever.
It's an hauntingly sorrowful movie about a young girl forced into prostitution. Quite nicely shot, sometimes in MTV style, sometimes just plain experimental, but i digress. It's quite a painful watch cos though short (2h), it's incredibly depressing from start to finish. You see the life of this precocious young person systematically decline and she suffers abuse and more abuse. There were so much rape I cried for her... And if this movie reflects the situation of sex slavery and child prostitution in the world (which i think it does), then the world is positively sick.
But ultimately, it's because of a series of wrong choices that landed her in hot soup, even if her reasons for making those decisions were compelling. Herein lies the crux of "Man is condemned to be free".
We're not free to be free per se, but more like free to choose the path we take. If it is between a good path and bad path, good. But what if we had to choose between 2 hell holes like Lilya? She chose the seemingly better options at first, but they always turn out to lead to an option with far greater evil. And so it is that MAN is Condemed, because the freedom to choose may lead o slavery.
Such hopelessness and despair in the film! Seldom have I watched something so terrible and disturbing!
On to the immediate issue at hand, mr D. The background is he and I met everyday for the past 5 days. Yes, sick I know. We both had too much of each other and we're both bored. And if I knew he was only asking me out cos he lacked company and I was the convenient choice, why did I choose to go out with him? Only to land myself in this limbo situation when we're half in half out of a relationship, and him saying he hopes to revive sparks with his ex before me. And there I was mulling over how things will turn out if I got serious with a new bee I'm dating. And I was so afriad of liking the new person so much that I'll have to leave him... cos I think i'll prolly cry buckets if I've to leave him. And all the while, he's been thinking about some other girl not worth mentioning here while in my company!!!???
Why did I even fall for it when he obviously doesn't cherish my company in the 1st place? Bloody hell! So yea, right now I'm condemned. Cos i'm quite hurt and disgusted by what he did and then said. Didn't he specifically say he doesn't wanna hurt me anymore? Then why give in to his own weakness and get me out when he doesn't really care? COMPLETE ASS!!!
I am friggin' condemned by my own weakness.... and I think him too. Sigh
For info on the phrase, look here:
http://www.nimbinaustralia.com/zenwatt/condemnedtobefree.html
On the issue of synchronicity, why did his ex b4 me suddenly become single during this period? Why do they have to date on friday when he's at his lowest and neediest to be with someone? And why is it that my hot date's that time too? Everything's happening together. And there is a reason for it... Does it mean that we're separating for good this time?
And it really doesn't help that he proposed on Monday in the most ridiculously UN-romantic Singaporean fashion. ie. "Do you wanna get engaged after you grad so we can register for a flat?" then go on to say he talks rubbish. *how can anyone marry such a person?*
mr tan says I'm sadomasochistic. I friggin' am. And bewitched said she's seen many weird couples in her life... and I've just added to the list. And JZ said she forbids me to meet mr D ever again cos he seriously threatens my mental wellbeing.
As for my date, PMS has caused a massive zit outbreak and water retention, so I not only have a disgusting face, but a bloated body. How worse can it get? Plus I've shitloads of stuff to settle for FYP.
Anyway, to recap on the topics today, I've been condemned to make silly choices. And synchronicities ain't helping me!
MAN! I gotta stop being a weakling!!! I gotta date and date and date... and not fall back into the rut of familiar company!
Monday, December 12, 2005
The Not-So-Turbulent Weekend
Time to sit down and recap a crazy weekend. Actually it's always been crazy... but too many pics, and too much to say. So let's just start here.
Watched the L*ADC show on Friday with so and so and twas awesome! Then went to say goodbye to dear Kat who's leaving SG for good..... Goodbye dear!
Met the dance scholars and chatted abit, then it was off for some good ole dancing at ONE @ Full*rton! Haven't really danced with some of these girls, esp. Kat and it was great fun despite having no crowd. But hey, all the better for us to dance! Even did jazz routines across the floor! :)
I miss the comfort and snuggli-ness of the scholar group. Their funny harmless chatter and comfortable companionship. Not like those high society parties i've been going to lately. Too much alcohol and too much sexual tension flying across the room!
Well, the 'sexual' tension came in the form of a group of poly boys who tried to pick us up, to no avail. I went "hey boy, you're in poly? do you have any idea how old I am???" MUAHAHAHA
When my dear girls went home, I popped by Makino's downstairs to join someone's birthday party. Met N and K and some acquaintances. Kinda cool, but didn't stay long. Preserving energy to dance and wow the liquid crowd on Sat.
Sat was the day of the long-awaited Mayday show! ThoughI don't exactly know their recent songs, I did like them well enough to be excited about their concert. After all, it's the 2nd pop concert I've gone to all my life!! *kinda 'sua ku' i know, but I'm a Classical girl! Always been to classical concerts, and who the hell pays hundreds of bucks to see a pop group?? I wouldn't*
Thanks to E and Ben-Q it's FREE! hurhurhur... and I had a RAWKING good time! And oooh, I so adore band guys!!! Especially the cute lead guitarist 'guai4 shou4' singer, 'ah xin'. His voice totally rocks and guys with sexy voices.... just totally bowls me over! All drummers are sexy too, by virtue of their cool rhythmic sense....See those pretty boys on stage?? Gosh! And so much energy! Mayday's great because they've a variety of styles. They can sound real angsty, really sunshiny happy and hopeful, or really soulful in their slower ballads. And there was this one song with just one piano, acoustic guitar, drums and voice that was so beautiful...
Oh the power and universality of music!
Ended up paying shitloads for a cab ride from expo but oh well, I suppose it's worth it.
Next up was more kick-ass music at Liqu*d Ro*m with so and so and gang.... It's uber cool dancing. Found out the other girl, J was a Studio W* dancer! She's really good and we had loads of fun dancing!So and so (let's call him mr D) was really quite an ass. He kept drinking and going to the loo... think he missed like half the dancing but well, that's his problem. But I felt sorry for his friend F who had to carry him...
But..... while alcohol's bad, it made him really crazy and sweet. Then again, I had to take all his words with a pinch of salt. See all their inebriated looks?? Mr D looks the most foolish!
And he was so sporting and totally GONE that during supper he gave me my fave expression: the tweety bird look! *rolls over laughing*
And I caught it, so here it is.... for public perusal. Mr D, GOTCHA!!!! Muahaha
All that said and done, Sunday was a fiasco. *read previous post* And that sums up my weekend. *smiles*
Sunday, December 11, 2005
Perhaps. Love.
Watched Perhaps Love today.
It's a beautiful chinese musical show starring Takeshi Kaneshiro, Zhou Xun and Jackie Cheung. Really quite impressive for a Chinese theatre affair, but sometimes the singing gets a bit off, but that's besides the point.
The point is that I cried so much like I haven't cried in a long time. Nope, it's not that it's exceptionally touching or what. Mabbe it's the combination of stirring music with the leads looking so lovelorn and lost. Mabbe it's their pure and simple first love that made me remember how it all was with so and so and I. Mabbe it's just cos I haven't cried in a long long while.
So i let the tear-ducts go. Twas a great feeling I must say! :) I do enjoy crying my heart out in movies!
Had dinner and a discussion with so and so about us. The background is that we're on the open dating concept. ie. dating each other while still dating other people. Mabbe it's giving our relationship a chance, a new lease of life... or maybe it's just holding on to false hopes when there is nothing left. But anyway, he wanted to know how I would feel/react if he got serious about someone. And I threw it back at him. Here's the answer.
He would be okay with it. And as I pondered, rationally, I should be alright. After all, I'm not his girlfriend anymore and it's been a year. But he guessed that I'd react badly. I just said I wouldn't know until it actually happened. but really.... I'm pretty disturbed by what he said.
Then again, I've no cause for concern, cos contenders for his place outnumber contenders for my place. ie. my bees outnumber and out-qualify his butterflies, as he'd like to put it. But this being a disturbance to my mental wellbeing, the solution is clear cut. I have to be attached before he does. And as I've been telling him, I'm ready and I feel like loving someone with all my heart again. Completely and hopelessly be devoted to a special someone.
That's the gist of it. And at the end of the talk, I was tearing cos it so felt like it's the last conversation we were going to have even though I'll still see him every week. It was so sad.... and emotions poured forth, from the movie, from being repressed and made to sound nonchalent when I do care. I can't pretend I don't.
From Perhaps Love and so and so's talk, I had an epiphany about love and life: Sometimes, when you can't be with the person, it's not because you're not good enough, but because too many things have happened to set you apart.
Circumstances do push people away in this day and age despite all the "free love" that we believe in. Sure, in the days of old, it was much harder--- family backgrounds, caste systems, countries at wars, etc. You'd think that people who're in love now have it easier with all these dated rules and dire circumstances out of the way. But WRONG!
The Modern Man is too complex, complicated, and intelligent for his own good. Circumstances no longer push people apart, but rather, it's the knots in people's hearts that cause all the wrongdoing. Yes.. the knots, the entanglements, the mindblocks. In chinese, we call it "xin1 jie2".
People put up an act, play mind games. And I think it poisons pure and simple love.
I do regret the things I've said and done sometimes, and I think he does too. But they've happened and we can't take it back. And cos we're both not stupid, we tend to read too much into words, setting the clockwork of the relationship's demise in motion.
In conclusion, the world may be wiser, but definitely not lovelier.... because it lacks love.
Do you believe in the magic of Christmas? That it spread love all around a la Love Actually?
It's a beautiful chinese musical show starring Takeshi Kaneshiro, Zhou Xun and Jackie Cheung. Really quite impressive for a Chinese theatre affair, but sometimes the singing gets a bit off, but that's besides the point.
The point is that I cried so much like I haven't cried in a long time. Nope, it's not that it's exceptionally touching or what. Mabbe it's the combination of stirring music with the leads looking so lovelorn and lost. Mabbe it's their pure and simple first love that made me remember how it all was with so and so and I. Mabbe it's just cos I haven't cried in a long long while.
So i let the tear-ducts go. Twas a great feeling I must say! :) I do enjoy crying my heart out in movies!
Had dinner and a discussion with so and so about us. The background is that we're on the open dating concept. ie. dating each other while still dating other people. Mabbe it's giving our relationship a chance, a new lease of life... or maybe it's just holding on to false hopes when there is nothing left. But anyway, he wanted to know how I would feel/react if he got serious about someone. And I threw it back at him. Here's the answer.
He would be okay with it. And as I pondered, rationally, I should be alright. After all, I'm not his girlfriend anymore and it's been a year. But he guessed that I'd react badly. I just said I wouldn't know until it actually happened. but really.... I'm pretty disturbed by what he said.
Then again, I've no cause for concern, cos contenders for his place outnumber contenders for my place. ie. my bees outnumber and out-qualify his butterflies, as he'd like to put it. But this being a disturbance to my mental wellbeing, the solution is clear cut. I have to be attached before he does. And as I've been telling him, I'm ready and I feel like loving someone with all my heart again. Completely and hopelessly be devoted to a special someone.
That's the gist of it. And at the end of the talk, I was tearing cos it so felt like it's the last conversation we were going to have even though I'll still see him every week. It was so sad.... and emotions poured forth, from the movie, from being repressed and made to sound nonchalent when I do care. I can't pretend I don't.
From Perhaps Love and so and so's talk, I had an epiphany about love and life: Sometimes, when you can't be with the person, it's not because you're not good enough, but because too many things have happened to set you apart.
Circumstances do push people away in this day and age despite all the "free love" that we believe in. Sure, in the days of old, it was much harder--- family backgrounds, caste systems, countries at wars, etc. You'd think that people who're in love now have it easier with all these dated rules and dire circumstances out of the way. But WRONG!
The Modern Man is too complex, complicated, and intelligent for his own good. Circumstances no longer push people apart, but rather, it's the knots in people's hearts that cause all the wrongdoing. Yes.. the knots, the entanglements, the mindblocks. In chinese, we call it "xin1 jie2".
People put up an act, play mind games. And I think it poisons pure and simple love.
I do regret the things I've said and done sometimes, and I think he does too. But they've happened and we can't take it back. And cos we're both not stupid, we tend to read too much into words, setting the clockwork of the relationship's demise in motion.
In conclusion, the world may be wiser, but definitely not lovelier.... because it lacks love.
Do you believe in the magic of Christmas? That it spread love all around a la Love Actually?
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
Holiday Insanity
I SWEAR!!
You know you're borderline insane when the stuff on Discovery and Discovery Travel and Living actually starts to look boring.
And you find Cartoon Network's Johnny Bravo and Nick's Fairytale Oddparents incredibly wacky!
You know you're totally gone when your mind wanders to how those guys storyboarded such a loaded 'child' entertainment script with dark humour aplenty.... and how the adults voiced such characters. Imagine a 35 yr old hunk voicing some quacking freak in Duck Tales!! WICKED! :)
You know you're probably not a homo sapien when you wake up just to check mails, feed, and watch Fairytale Oddparents, then sleep again. Or when you wrestle the TV control from your mom JUST to watch Fairytale Oddparents and nothing else.
You know you're probably not your mental age when you find yourself wishing that you had those wacky Fairytale Oddparents too a la spoiltbrat Timmy. They can grant your every wish and wish stuff you don't want away onto Bermuda Triangle.
You know you're goddamn weird when you feel fat after having salad for dinner for 2 days running... ok, fair enough, the salad had chicken bits. But still?
You know you're probably PMSing when you start bawling your eyes out in public transportation for no reason. Or when you feel extreme heartburn when you hear a sad song. Or when you suddenly miss your Grandma tucked away in some odd corner of Malaysia. And you miss her so much you start to bawl again. But hey... wrong time man! It's DEFINITELY not PMS.
So what's the problem??
Blame it on HOLIDAY INSANITY.
When mood fluctuates like a roller-coaster. Life has never been more turbulent.
You know you're borderline insane when the stuff on Discovery and Discovery Travel and Living actually starts to look boring.
And you find Cartoon Network's Johnny Bravo and Nick's Fairytale Oddparents incredibly wacky!
You know you're totally gone when your mind wanders to how those guys storyboarded such a loaded 'child' entertainment script with dark humour aplenty.... and how the adults voiced such characters. Imagine a 35 yr old hunk voicing some quacking freak in Duck Tales!! WICKED! :)
You know you're probably not a homo sapien when you wake up just to check mails, feed, and watch Fairytale Oddparents, then sleep again. Or when you wrestle the TV control from your mom JUST to watch Fairytale Oddparents and nothing else.
You know you're probably not your mental age when you find yourself wishing that you had those wacky Fairytale Oddparents too a la spoiltbrat Timmy. They can grant your every wish and wish stuff you don't want away onto Bermuda Triangle.
You know you're goddamn weird when you feel fat after having salad for dinner for 2 days running... ok, fair enough, the salad had chicken bits. But still?
You know you're probably PMSing when you start bawling your eyes out in public transportation for no reason. Or when you feel extreme heartburn when you hear a sad song. Or when you suddenly miss your Grandma tucked away in some odd corner of Malaysia. And you miss her so much you start to bawl again. But hey... wrong time man! It's DEFINITELY not PMS.
So what's the problem??
Blame it on HOLIDAY INSANITY.
When mood fluctuates like a roller-coaster. Life has never been more turbulent.
Monday, December 05, 2005
Of Chinoiseries...
I love being a Chinese, if only to be overwhelmed by the 5000 years of turbulent Chinese history and to access and understand the beauty and grandeur of Tang poetry and Song songs. Still remember Mom making me memorize them when I was l'il and me joining those poetry-reciting contests. *smiles nostalgically*
So and so sent me this track from Jay Chou's new album. It's got brilliantly beautiful, timeless lyrics. Kinda like the Tang poetry of old. Like a teleport to send me back to ancient China.
I love it! :)
And the MV's so beautiful too!
发如雪 Fa Ru Xue Hair Like Snow - Jay Chou
狼牙月 伊人憔悴
lang ya yue / yi ren qiao cui
A wolf fang moon, my dear one is waned and sallow
我举杯 饮尽了风雪
wo ju bei / yin jin le feng xue
I raise a cup and drink in the wind and snow
是谁打翻前世柜
shi shui da fan qian shi gui
Who overturned the cupboard of past lives
惹尘埃是非
re chen ai shi fei
Provoking the dust to dispute
缘字诀 几番轮回
yuan zi jue / ji fan lun hui
A predestined formula for words, how many reincarnations?
你锁眉 哭红颜唤不回
ni suo mei / ku hong yan huan bu hui
You’re frowning, crying that a lover cannot be called back
纵然青史已经成灰
zong ran qing shi yi jing cheng hui
Even if the annals of history has already become dust
我爱不灭
wo ai bu mie
My love will not end
繁华如三千东流水
fan hua ru san qian dong liu shui
Grandeur is like three thousand waters flowing south
我只取一瓢爱了解
wo zhi qu yi piao ai liao jie
Yet I only choose a ladle of love to comprehend
只恋你化身的蝶
zhi lian ni hua shen de die
Only long for your butterfly incarnation
你发如雪 凄美了离别
ni fa ru xue / qi mei le li bie
Your hair is like snow, beautifully chilling the parting
我焚香感动了谁
wo fen xiang gan dong le shui
Who is touched by my incense?
邀明月让回忆皎洁
yao ming yue rang hui yi jiao jie
Invite the bright moon to make my memories bright and clear
爱在月光下完美
ai zai yue guang xia wan mei
Love becomes immaculate underneath the moonlight
你发如雪 纷飞了眼泪
ni fa ru xue / fen fei le yan lei
Your hair is like snow, a mess of flying tears
我等待苍老了谁
wo deng dai cang lao le shui
Who has been made old by my waiting?
红尘醉 微醺的岁月
hong chen zui / wei xun de sui yue
The word of mortals are intoxicated, slightly drunken eras
我用无悔 刻永世爱你的碑
wo yong wu hui / ke yong shi ai ni de bei
I use my lack of regret to carve out a stone tablet that represents my eternal love for you
(Rap)
你发如雪 凄美了离别
ni fa ru xue / qi mei le li bie
Your hair is like snow, beautifully chilling the parting
我焚香感动了谁
wo fen xiang gan dong le shui
Who is touched by my incense?
邀明月让回忆皎洁
yao ming yue rang hui yi jiao jie
Invite the bright moon to make my memories bright and clear
爱在月光下完美
ai zai yue guang xia wan mei
Love becomes immaculate underneath the moonlight
你发如雪 纷飞了眼泪
ni fa ru xue / fen fei le yan lei
Your hair is like snow, a mess of flying tears
我等待苍老了谁
wo deng dai cang lao le shui
Who has been made old by my waiting?
红尘醉 微醺的岁月
hong chen zui / wei xun de sui yue
The word of mortals are intoxicated, slightly drunken eras
啦儿啦
~la er la ~La er la~
铜镜映无邪 扎马尾
tong jing ying wu xie / zha mai wei
There is nothing wicked reflected in the bronze mirror; tie a ponytail
你若撒野 今生我把酒奉陪
ni ruo sa ye / jin sheng wo ba jiu feng pei
If you act wildly, in this life I will pour a cup of wine and keep you company
*PS- the English translation suck. but tain't my fault. I just ripped it off somewhere.
So and so sent me this track from Jay Chou's new album. It's got brilliantly beautiful, timeless lyrics. Kinda like the Tang poetry of old. Like a teleport to send me back to ancient China.
I love it! :)
And the MV's so beautiful too!
发如雪 Fa Ru Xue Hair Like Snow - Jay Chou
狼牙月 伊人憔悴
lang ya yue / yi ren qiao cui
A wolf fang moon, my dear one is waned and sallow
我举杯 饮尽了风雪
wo ju bei / yin jin le feng xue
I raise a cup and drink in the wind and snow
是谁打翻前世柜
shi shui da fan qian shi gui
Who overturned the cupboard of past lives
惹尘埃是非
re chen ai shi fei
Provoking the dust to dispute
缘字诀 几番轮回
yuan zi jue / ji fan lun hui
A predestined formula for words, how many reincarnations?
你锁眉 哭红颜唤不回
ni suo mei / ku hong yan huan bu hui
You’re frowning, crying that a lover cannot be called back
纵然青史已经成灰
zong ran qing shi yi jing cheng hui
Even if the annals of history has already become dust
我爱不灭
wo ai bu mie
My love will not end
繁华如三千东流水
fan hua ru san qian dong liu shui
Grandeur is like three thousand waters flowing south
我只取一瓢爱了解
wo zhi qu yi piao ai liao jie
Yet I only choose a ladle of love to comprehend
只恋你化身的蝶
zhi lian ni hua shen de die
Only long for your butterfly incarnation
你发如雪 凄美了离别
ni fa ru xue / qi mei le li bie
Your hair is like snow, beautifully chilling the parting
我焚香感动了谁
wo fen xiang gan dong le shui
Who is touched by my incense?
邀明月让回忆皎洁
yao ming yue rang hui yi jiao jie
Invite the bright moon to make my memories bright and clear
爱在月光下完美
ai zai yue guang xia wan mei
Love becomes immaculate underneath the moonlight
你发如雪 纷飞了眼泪
ni fa ru xue / fen fei le yan lei
Your hair is like snow, a mess of flying tears
我等待苍老了谁
wo deng dai cang lao le shui
Who has been made old by my waiting?
红尘醉 微醺的岁月
hong chen zui / wei xun de sui yue
The word of mortals are intoxicated, slightly drunken eras
我用无悔 刻永世爱你的碑
wo yong wu hui / ke yong shi ai ni de bei
I use my lack of regret to carve out a stone tablet that represents my eternal love for you
(Rap)
你发如雪 凄美了离别
ni fa ru xue / qi mei le li bie
Your hair is like snow, beautifully chilling the parting
我焚香感动了谁
wo fen xiang gan dong le shui
Who is touched by my incense?
邀明月让回忆皎洁
yao ming yue rang hui yi jiao jie
Invite the bright moon to make my memories bright and clear
爱在月光下完美
ai zai yue guang xia wan mei
Love becomes immaculate underneath the moonlight
你发如雪 纷飞了眼泪
ni fa ru xue / fen fei le yan lei
Your hair is like snow, a mess of flying tears
我等待苍老了谁
wo deng dai cang lao le shui
Who has been made old by my waiting?
红尘醉 微醺的岁月
hong chen zui / wei xun de sui yue
The word of mortals are intoxicated, slightly drunken eras
啦儿啦
~la er la ~La er la~
铜镜映无邪 扎马尾
tong jing ying wu xie / zha mai wei
There is nothing wicked reflected in the bronze mirror; tie a ponytail
你若撒野 今生我把酒奉陪
ni ruo sa ye / jin sheng wo ba jiu feng pei
If you act wildly, in this life I will pour a cup of wine and keep you company
*PS- the English translation suck. but tain't my fault. I just ripped it off somewhere.
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
I Hear Ye...
okok... I hear ye, mrtan. I'm just as bored as you, actually. Too much time... MAN! Holidays! Love them when they ain't here and hate them when they are.
To everyone else...
Tag and spread it on.
If any of the following statements apply to you, hightlight/bold/italize it.
Then, post. :)
i have a cell phone.
i have friends that use me.
i am an only child.
i love dangly earrings. (very very much! *bling bling*)
i love cold weather. (sometimes, when it's HOT)
i'm obsessed with the computer.
i have shot a gun before.
i can't live without music.
i have no tolerance of ignorant people.
i have ridden on a motorcycle before.
i'll be in this town forever.
i've been to 5 other countries.
i get annoyed easily.
i eventually want kids.
i have neat handwriting.
i have more than a few horrible memories.
i am addicted to chocolate.
i am an atheist.
i love airplane rides.
i love taking pictures.
i hate people who are fake.
i can be mean when i want to.
my parent(s) care about my grades.
one of my best friends is a girl.
i have way too many wallets.
i'm obsessed with lip gloss. (let's see... I've 3 bodyshop, 2 Bobbi Brown, 1 MAC, 2 Nivea, and counting.... HAVE TO STOP HOARDING THEM!)
i am easy to talk to.
i would never eat raw fish.
i cry easily.
i hate when people are late. (can't say this cos I'm always late too! bleah)
i procrastinate.
i love winter. (cos I like my Xmases white)
i have too many clothes for my closet/dresser. (but not enough for me)
i love to sleep.
i wish i were smarter.
i'm afraid of flying.
i hate drama. (I thrive on drama... real or reel)
i bite my nails. (used to)
i have been on an 8 hour drive.
i never fight with my parents.
i love the beach.
i have never had the chicken pox.
i have gone out in public in my pajamas.
i can't control my emotions.
i have a best friend. (several in fact)
i have moved more than once.
i truly love my friends.
i have braces.
i have never broken a bone.
i hate my computer. (somebody get me a spanking newMAC pls.... *bats eyelids*)
i love girls that play the drums.
i state the obvious.
i'm a happy person.
i love to dance.
i love to sing.
i love cleaning my room.
i tend to get jealous very easily. (only with so and so)
i love cute underwear.
i love night better than day.
i don't like to study for tests.
i have been on the phone for over 5 hours.
i am too forgiving.
i have horrible sense of direction.
i miss elementary school.
i'm a daddy's boy/girl. (mummy's ;>)
i love the color pink.
i love to sew.
my eye color changes. (eyeball colour. Not iris. When i get too little sleep, my eyewhites turn yellow! WTF!)
i should see a therapist.
i played on a sports team.
i become stressed easily.
i hate/detest liars.
i love the smell of rain.
i love my family.
i hate needles.
i am a perfectionist. (for the stuff i'm passionate about)
i always wanted to learn to play the drums.
i hate the feeling of failure.
i have friends in other countries.
i know how to cook. (very basic stuff.... not very proud of it, I must admit.)
i can be quite selfish.
at times, i still act like a little kid. (only with my so and so)
i have food allergies.
i love to read.
i wish i were more motivated for school.
i love getting stuff in the mail.
i have problems with letting go of old feelings.
i hate being alone.
i love summer.
i love the weekends.
i love black eyeliner.
i think I'm a looker. (of course)
i type with one hand. (only when eating ice-cream on the other)
i live in a one story house.
i wear make-up.
i have never rode on an underground subway.
i can't swim.
i have bad memories.
i go to prayer.
i sing in the shower.
i hate cheerleaders.
i usually get what i want.
i have been on stage before. (too many times)
i love roller coasters.
no one knows my full story of my life.
i am close to my parents.
i don't have a curfew. (pretty recent privilege actually, but if i stay out too late, mommy dearest calls still)
To everyone else...
Tag and spread it on.
If any of the following statements apply to you, hightlight/bold/italize it.
Then, post. :)
i have a cell phone.
i have friends that use me.
i am an only child.
i love dangly earrings. (very very much! *bling bling*)
i love cold weather. (sometimes, when it's HOT)
i'm obsessed with the computer.
i have shot a gun before.
i can't live without music.
i have no tolerance of ignorant people.
i have ridden on a motorcycle before.
i'll be in this town forever.
i've been to 5 other countries.
i get annoyed easily.
i eventually want kids.
i have neat handwriting.
i have more than a few horrible memories.
i am addicted to chocolate.
i am an atheist.
i love airplane rides.
i love taking pictures.
i hate people who are fake.
i can be mean when i want to.
my parent(s) care about my grades.
one of my best friends is a girl.
i have way too many wallets.
i'm obsessed with lip gloss. (let's see... I've 3 bodyshop, 2 Bobbi Brown, 1 MAC, 2 Nivea, and counting.... HAVE TO STOP HOARDING THEM!)
i am easy to talk to.
i would never eat raw fish.
i cry easily.
i hate when people are late. (can't say this cos I'm always late too! bleah)
i procrastinate.
i love winter. (cos I like my Xmases white)
i have too many clothes for my closet/dresser. (but not enough for me)
i love to sleep.
i wish i were smarter.
i'm afraid of flying.
i hate drama. (I thrive on drama... real or reel)
i bite my nails. (used to)
i have been on an 8 hour drive.
i never fight with my parents.
i love the beach.
i have never had the chicken pox.
i have gone out in public in my pajamas.
i can't control my emotions.
i have a best friend. (several in fact)
i have moved more than once.
i truly love my friends.
i have braces.
i have never broken a bone.
i hate my computer. (somebody get me a spanking newMAC pls.... *bats eyelids*)
i love girls that play the drums.
i state the obvious.
i'm a happy person.
i love to dance.
i love to sing.
i love cleaning my room.
i tend to get jealous very easily. (only with so and so)
i love cute underwear.
i love night better than day.
i don't like to study for tests.
i have been on the phone for over 5 hours.
i am too forgiving.
i have horrible sense of direction.
i miss elementary school.
i'm a daddy's boy/girl. (mummy's ;>)
i love the color pink.
i love to sew.
my eye color changes. (eyeball colour. Not iris. When i get too little sleep, my eyewhites turn yellow! WTF!)
i should see a therapist.
i played on a sports team.
i become stressed easily.
i hate/detest liars.
i love the smell of rain.
i love my family.
i hate needles.
i am a perfectionist. (for the stuff i'm passionate about)
i always wanted to learn to play the drums.
i hate the feeling of failure.
i have friends in other countries.
i know how to cook. (very basic stuff.... not very proud of it, I must admit.)
i can be quite selfish.
at times, i still act like a little kid. (only with my so and so)
i have food allergies.
i love to read.
i wish i were more motivated for school.
i love getting stuff in the mail.
i have problems with letting go of old feelings.
i hate being alone.
i love summer.
i love the weekends.
i love black eyeliner.
i think I'm a looker. (of course)
i type with one hand. (only when eating ice-cream on the other)
i live in a one story house.
i wear make-up.
i have never rode on an underground subway.
i can't swim.
i have bad memories.
i go to prayer.
i sing in the shower.
i hate cheerleaders.
i usually get what i want.
i have been on stage before. (too many times)
i love roller coasters.
no one knows my full story of my life.
i am close to my parents.
i don't have a curfew. (pretty recent privilege actually, but if i stay out too late, mommy dearest calls still)
Monday, November 28, 2005
But Of Course!!
Had a conversation with a dear pal.... and these are her pearls of wisdoms. GOSH! I must be blind! Why is it that such obviously clear facts are so opaque to me?
JM:
personally, not to sound out of line
JM:
i give daryl like 0.4/10
Me:
wah lau that's goddamn low
Me:
why?
JM:
cos he v mean
Me:
cos he cheats?
JM:
guys cannot keep a simple promise like turning up when he said he will
JM:
how to keep a marriage
JM:
so old liao
JM:
he should know if he dun wan, dun promise
Me:
precisely, that's what i'm so mad about
JM:
personally, not to sound out of line
JM:
i give daryl like 0.4/10
Me:
wah lau that's goddamn low
Me:
why?
JM:
cos he v mean
Me:
cos he cheats?
JM:
guys cannot keep a simple promise like turning up when he said he will
JM:
how to keep a marriage
JM:
so old liao
JM:
he should know if he dun wan, dun promise
Me:
precisely, that's what i'm so mad about
Saturday, November 26, 2005
Ground Zero
Many nights of party and revelry have come to pass.
But all for naught for tears return when he lets me down.
I believed with all my fierce heart that I have numbed to everything. that nothing would hurt anymore.
But once again, I was wrong.
And as I bid a teary goodbye, his harsh words fail to leave. My mind, clogged, choked, stuttering, reeling in disbelief. My heart, the vicious letters spears. Stab after stab after stab....
I can only take shelter in fleeting glances of strangers. And more revelry. But all that shady, transcendent fun is naught compared to what we once held.
Once again, I break down and am forced to leave..... in tears.
Silje Nergaard- I Don't Wanna See You Cry
There is no tender way to say it's the end
And so win or lose
I am forced to choose
Between a lover and a loving friend
Let me hear you say
How you curse the day
You opened up your heart to me
That you ever invited me in
Tell me I'm the loser and you win
I don't want to see you cry
I beg you try
Not to let the pain
I'm causing reach your eyes
I don't want to see you cry
Aim your words like spears
Don't break me up by breaking down in tears
Hide your pain but when push comes to shove
Don't keep your pride
Locked deep inside
Rage against the dying of my love
Don't sigh my name
Give me all the blame
Call me heartless call me cruel
And accuse me of dealing in lies
Just don't let my leaving cloud your eyes
I don't want to see you cry
I beg you try
Not to let the pain I'm causing reach your eyes
I don't want to see you cry
Aim your words like spears
Don't break me up by breaking down in tears
Dreams come... dreams go
Some fade... some grow
Dream on, dream on
You've got no dream on
After I've gone
But all for naught for tears return when he lets me down.
I believed with all my fierce heart that I have numbed to everything. that nothing would hurt anymore.
But once again, I was wrong.
And as I bid a teary goodbye, his harsh words fail to leave. My mind, clogged, choked, stuttering, reeling in disbelief. My heart, the vicious letters spears. Stab after stab after stab....
I can only take shelter in fleeting glances of strangers. And more revelry. But all that shady, transcendent fun is naught compared to what we once held.
Once again, I break down and am forced to leave..... in tears.
Silje Nergaard- I Don't Wanna See You Cry
There is no tender way to say it's the end
And so win or lose
I am forced to choose
Between a lover and a loving friend
Let me hear you say
How you curse the day
You opened up your heart to me
That you ever invited me in
Tell me I'm the loser and you win
I don't want to see you cry
I beg you try
Not to let the pain
I'm causing reach your eyes
I don't want to see you cry
Aim your words like spears
Don't break me up by breaking down in tears
Hide your pain but when push comes to shove
Don't keep your pride
Locked deep inside
Rage against the dying of my love
Don't sigh my name
Give me all the blame
Call me heartless call me cruel
And accuse me of dealing in lies
Just don't let my leaving cloud your eyes
I don't want to see you cry
I beg you try
Not to let the pain I'm causing reach your eyes
I don't want to see you cry
Aim your words like spears
Don't break me up by breaking down in tears
Dreams come... dreams go
Some fade... some grow
Dream on, dream on
You've got no dream on
After I've gone
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