Sunday, June 27, 2004
01:53 a.m.
The night with satay and an aching head.
All these late nights, it's gradually killing me. Don't get me wrong, i'm usually half-nocturnal. but sleeping at 4+/5+ a few days in a row is beginning to get a little tiring (even though i usually wake up at noon). right now, this killer of a headache is bugging me. and my left eye just wouldn't stop twitching. it twitches even when i run, i sometimes have to end up closing my eye while running. oh i think i'm pretty good at that. muahahah.
i wish i could just sleep but can't cos i really wanna catch tonight match. Since spain's out, i'm rooting for holland. i don't care, they have to beat sweden, by hook or by crook.
oh, went for a satay-supper with my family at changi village earlier. been a while since i last visited the place. it looks kinda cool now. reminds me a lil of HV. and oooh, i saw a very hot and sexy looking transverstite. tall, long legs, big boobies and a very short skirt. a micro mini skirt, long enough to cover her/his ass. well actually, i couldn't tell she wasn't a she. but everyone else insisted she was actually a he. i guess i'm not blessed with such abilities. oh well.
argh, the ache in the head intensifies. this calls for some paracetamol intake. made an appointment with the dentist tmrw. interesting. it's been a while since i visited the dentist.
okay, gotta run. need panadols. toodles, all.
Friday, June 25, 2004
04:21 p.m.
Hmm.
Now, this is sexy. I've seen it somewhere a couple of times but i'm linking it anyways.
Friday, June 25, 2004
05:34 a.m.
Adrenaline Rush.
omg omg omg omg omg. ok bear with me, i'm letting my fingers do the job -- read that as typing.
man, that was some match. alas, England lost. Damn Portugal, damn it! twice they've beaten the team i was rooting for. First it was Spain and now, England. Deep down, i have a feeling they're just gonna be the champs. what with them being the host nation. it's a freaking advantage. for heavens' sake, their god and spirit is in the air! they're just gonna win, i know it. argh, they should host Euro and World Cup matches in space or something, to be fair to all nations.
shit man.
and BECKS! like he hasn't had enough shit in his life. that penalty was unbelievable. poor dude. poor captain. the guilt he must have felt. but hey, England lost with their heads held high. applause people, applause. i dont remember seeing any tears, which is good. or maybe i was just too disappointed to even notice.
and oh my, the game was so exciting, my heart was beating so fast. my dad was hyped up too. oh yes, this time i wasn't alone, hurhur. dad woke up to watch the match after the 2nd half. and oh, we had no idea there was no more golden goal. silly us. and what Portugal did in the end was fucking smart. Making the goalie do the final penalty kick after the boost he got from saving the ball from vassell's kick, that was a thumbs-up. Psychologically, he's up there. and psychologically, James is down there.
Dooooowwwwnnn there. James -- he's screwed up. Why can't he just wait for that extra milli-second? hmm. wait for that extra second, that's casillas. ok i know there's no point mentioning a player from a team that's out but hey, it really makes sense. James kinda moved even before the ball took off the ground. i mean, that's dumb, really. totally dumb.
another screwed up dude is vassell. god he was useless. enough said. if only rooney was in. urgh.
i HATE penalty shootouts. they're like worse than waiting for exam results. worse than standing behind the starting line before a race. and the irony of it all is, you're not even a participant. you're just viewing the match from the television set. nothing you do from home would make a difference. pray? bah. i tried. didn't work.
fine. england lost. dont bother watching anymore matches, people. the celestial powers are giving me an intuition that Portugal's gonna win Euro2004.
Bless Figo.
oh shut up and go to sleep.
Thursday, June 24, 2004
07:51 p.m.
Catastrophe of the month..
CRAMPS!!! hurt like a bitch. it's gone now, but it'll come again. i'm gonna rush this entry.
just got back from Siloso beach, had a 'picnic' with my family and cousins. no pics taken because i had conveniently forgotten to bring my camera since my impatient mom was rushing us -- my sis and me, before we left. oh yes, she pissed me off real bad. was gonna get my dad to send me to nus for a 6pm meeting when the cramps started. it was horrible i almost wanted to go to the hospital. hahahh. thinking back, that was a really dumb thought. (>.<)
enough of cramps, hmm.. maybe the pain is psychological and perhaps, just perhaps, if i stop talking abt it, it'll go. okay. was out yesterday with salena. had so much fun catching up and shopping in town. i must say my restraint was admirable. *beams* i stopped myself a few times from what could have been impulsive buying. and oooh, did i mention i got myself a "Shopaholic and Sister" from Sunny Bookshop? i'm hoping it'll be as hilarious as The Shopaholic Series. watch out peeps, Becky Bloomwood is back!
and oh, i miss flora. sis, i miss you so bad! she'd better be coming back these holidays. and i was telling sal yesterday that i miss mus too. urgh, damn these idiots who left us all behind in this stupid country. hmpfh.
btw, my sister's boyfriend is a total prick. seriously. i've never seen a relationship so ridiculous. it's annoyingly frustrating watching my sis having to handle her unreasonable possessive boyfriend on the phone it's almost.. funny. i swear if they weren't separated by telephone lines (uh. hm handphones. no lines involved. what do you call that?), i would have knee-ed him in the balls, oh he deserves that. he makes my sis go crazy, not with love and mush but with the urge to drive one's head against the wall. and my dearest sis.. at the end of the day, stupidity takes over and love solves it all. bullshit. i can only hope she'd be smart enough to know better. besides, love is never enough.
and so i tell her everyday.
i'm anticipating another cramp attack...
ok, it's not back yet. *phew*
but it will be, just you wait and see.
Tuesday, June 22, 2004
11:27 p.m.
Uh-oh...
I did much window shopping today. found myself growing a little fondness for clothes that are pink.
*gag-puke*
not that i mind wearing pink, it's a pretty colour really. but to have my eyes darting towards the pinkier clothes? that's obscene.
the world is turning topsy-turvy, ain't it?
i finally caught Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind, with Joycie. (sorry hans!) great show. do catch it, people. makes me realise that life, sometimes, is just as hard as it is. there's is no easy way out to everything. you just gotta survive, you just gotta deal.
How to deal? go figure.
"How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd."
- Eloisa to Abelard by Alexander Pope
Monday, June 21, 2004
01:57 p.m.
Like Sand Through The Hourglass..
So are the days of our lives.
*gag-puke*
i just watched an episode of Days of Our Lives. The things you resort to when youre bored at home. Not much progress since the last time i watched it.. when was that, last year? used to find austin really handsome but not anymore, he's get-in borrring. mike the doc's kinda cute. Carrie's still a babe and Hope's still hot. omg. I actually watched the show. The kinda show that makes you wanna punch the television set. a stupid soap full of good-lookers.
i'm craving for Baskin Robbins' 'Pralines n cream'. last had it in jakarta and i've no idea when i'll have it again. think they have it in JB? S'pore should really start opening up Dunkin Donuts and Baskin Robbins. oh, did i mention i had Donut with mocha topping frm Dunkin Donuts last week? and my pralines n cream was heavenly. lick your lips people.
yesterday's match was upsetting. Spain didn't perform as well as i hoped for and for the first time, i saw Casillas lose his usual cool and calm way of goalkeeping. Mori was only substituted into the game at the last 10 min and he barely touched the ball. stupid potato of a coach. i never liked Inaki Saez. ah well, Portugal played well and i guess they deserved a win. still, i would've loved to see my favourite team play in the quaters.
and oh, c.ronaldo runs like a lightning. if i could trip him, i would.
pics taken in indo are up here.
gonna bum my life away now. cheers`.
"The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself"
- Oscar Wilde
Monday, June 21, 2004
12:34 a.m.
Cows don't drink milk, Naj.
It's been a while. one week, to be exact. trip to indo was good. fun. smashing, actually. not because the place was fantastic but because i had wonderful company. cousins were a fun bunch. i havent laughed that much in a long time. plus an indo cutie joined us for most part of the trip. hurhur too bad he's engaged. muahaha. currently in the process of loading the pictures onto imagestation.
Honestly, i'm in no mood whatsoever to blog. planning to finish up Return Engagement soon, after which ill catch the spain-portugal match. (go spain, go! hoping my mori scores again)
and i still havent caught Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind. been wanting to catch it since.. hmm, many weeks ago.
I feel boring. not bored but boring. boorrring. borrrrriinnng. bad time to blog.
earlier today, i was told by an uncle of mine to give him an immediate answer to a question and it has to be real immediate.
uncle: Cows drink what?
me: milk
......
never in my life have i felt so utterly stupid. bah. gonna immerse myself in the novel now. toodles, my friends.
"You see me hanging round,
starting to swear about this black hole of a dark field
and silently within hands touchin skin sharp
breaks my disease and i can breath."
- Falls On Me, Fuel
Saturday, June 12, 2004
09:49 p.m.
Just a few more hours.
i'm so excited!!! Euro 2004 is kicking off in a few hours. been watching the euro stories on cable. i feel hyped up. whyyyyy oh whyy do i have to leave for indo tomorrow? talk about bad timing. i'm more excited abt the upcoming matches than my trip to indo. i wanna spend the next few nights staying up and catching the matches on cable instead of sleeping in some hotel room. grr. well, at least i'm glad i get to catch Spain's first match tonight.
someday in the future, i will be one of those rooting for my favourite team on the stands. i will be standing among the crrrazy fans with their colour painted faces and elaborate ornaments while we cheer our hearts out. woohoo! the next world cup wld probably be too early, i wouldn't have enough moolah then. maybe i can backpack to europe and go for a budget trip. sounds fun, no?
but right now, i'm content with just the television.
:)
Saturday, June 12, 2004
12:21 p.m.
I am not shallow.
oh my god, i can't believe i forgot to mention this in my previous entry.. i saw a really REALLY REALLY hot-lookin guy at subway yesterday while i was accompanying hz have his late lunch. omg, he was so sexy.. the kind that catches and locks your eye the moment he steps into the room. good looks, good bod. perfect eye candy. but..
he was with a girl.
which was why i tried my best not to look in case it gets too obvious. they didn't look like they were a couple but still, they could be dating.
but oh, he was so cute. hot. sexy. great bod. not too big, not too lanky. the best-looking guy i've seen this yr, i dare say. of course, that's excluding the hotties on tv and movies.
sigh.
i was smitten.
Saturday, June 12, 2004
09:09 a.m.
Position of annoying talking animal taken!
What can be a better way to start a beautiful Saturday morning than a refreshingly rejuvenating jog at the park? esp after a long, precious 9-hr sleep? *stretches self*
Last night, i broke a personal record and went to bed before 11pm. boy, am i proud of myself. waking up at 7am in the morning knowing you've had just the right amount of sleep never felt better.
And running at the park made me feel so young. almost everywhere i turned, i see an elderly taking his/her morning stroll. some even came together, like a group outing, probably a daily gathering of theirs.
oh, i caught Shrek 2 yesterday. was seated in between 2 kids, one of which is hz, of course. while i'm pretty sure they both share the same intelligence, one was almost silent throughout the movie and the other was a broken laughing machine. i could swear there was one point hz laughed for at least 15 seconds non-stop. no pause whatsoever. and for those who've heard his laughter before, i'm sure you know it's pretty contagious. Some people laugh at something funny, without realising that their laughter itself is funny. there are times during the movie where i continued laughing even though the "funny scenes" are over cos his laughter triggered mine.
the movie was so funny. i like how they made a parody out of everything -- fairy tales, hollywood, timberlake and even prince charles. hahahahaha. the puss was so adorable and i love his accent. hz was right when he said it was more of a comedy for adults than lil kids. i mean, the kid beside me didn't make a sound while his dad was busy laughing throughout the movie.
okay people. time for breakfast. say helllllooooo to the healthy me. ta!
Friday, June 11, 2004
10:35 a.m.
Friday Morning Madness
The morning started off badly (i know i know, there're other worse things in the world) but it's going pretty good now. managed to finalised today's plans. meeting hz at around noon, after which ill meet pet to pass her the stuff. and in the evening, my sis. wheee...
and i didn't get back to sleep earlier. forcing myself to sleep was the last thing i could do. was whining like a little kid, god fucking knows why. my sis said she seriously think i've gone mad.
i ended up going for a short run, the first time in a long time i ran in the morning. exercise always makes things a lot better, doesn't it? perhaps the doctors at the asylums and mental hospitals should consider making the patients exercise daily. they might just get better.
right now, im watching nba game 3. thanks to hz who informed me abt the game. while other fans catch the game to root for the team they like, i'm watching it hoping to see the team i hate lose. muahaha. boo to the lakers. half time now and pistons' leading. yeeha!
and basketball game commentators are funny men, who're so brilliant at bitching. hahaha. okay match is starting, gotta run.
oh yeah, got a question. why are most nba players black men and coaches white? perhaps i just haven't been watching much basketball. 7 games, once a yr, 2 teams. haahha. okay gotta go, gday all.
Friday, June 11, 2004
07:24 a.m.
Kicking up a big fuss over nothing.
i hate it when you know the things you'll be doing for the day but you don't know when and where they have to be done, ie nothing has been confirmed. today was initially planned for swimming, meeting up with Pet to return her soccer boots and catching Shrek2 with Hz. However, all of them plans have yet to be finalised.
can't arrange the time with Pet because i gotta know when i'm catching the movie. and i don't know when i'm catching the movie because that smartass of a guy went to bed w/o confirming the time with me.
no offence, dude.
i'm just upset i can't go swimming, which really has got nothing to do with both my 'appointments' with my 2 friends. i'm utterly disappointed with myself for being a bum and not being able to get my fatlazyass off this chair and make my way to the pool. somehow, my mind is subconciously telling my body that this morning isn't a good time to swim just because i've only slept for a pathetic time of four hours.
why the hell didn't i sleep earlier? those fugly eye bags are back. hate them. someone please punch me in the eyes. would rather have a shiner than these stupid dark rings.
and so i'm bitching like a bitch early in the morning.
tomorrow. yes, tomorrow, i will swim. i will turn in early tonight and swim tomorrow morning. for today, i'll just have to make do with some running, perhaps, later in the evening.
*deep breath*
okay.
i should get back to bed and get some sleep before a certain thought comes to mind and i'd feel peeved all over again. (read: you might as well go and swim now since you're not sleeping!)
argh. ARGH. ARGH.
Friday, June 11, 2004
01:39 a.m.
Nothing at all.
There comes a point in your life where you simply do not feel the need to talk about your anything or share any of your thoughts, the latter probably being the result of the fact that, lately, i haven't had much thoughts to start off with.
and thus, the reason why i haven't been blogging much.
but because i'd rather not see this new blog of mine rot and stagnate, i'm making a special effort to type this entry.
oh fuhgeddit.
"I'll whisper your name into the sky
And I will wake up happy."
- Sophie B. Hawkins
Sunday, June 6, 2004
11:06 p.m.
Soccer Dudes on Scooters.. I likeee.
For some strange reason, i think i'm shedding. yes, the skin on my leg is peeling off. yikes, it doesn't look too good. only a few days ago, it happened to my hands. i remember thanking god i was unattached so nobody could hold my hand and go 'ewwww'.
hmm, has anyone caught the adidas 'impossible is nothing' commercial? the one with the soccer dudes on scooters, becks and zidane dribbling at some field and raul scoring a goal. saw it on axn earlier. never seen it before, ain't sure if it's new. for a change, oliver kahn wasn't his stern beasty self. and kaka.. there's definitely something abt that guy. he's cutteee. all these adidas and nikefootball commercials, wonder how many time it takes for them to film a perfect one. oh! how abt the one with the Real Madrid players and ManUre players acting as cowboys some time ago? haha that was really entertaining.
hmm. did i mention i'm broke? b.r.o.k.e
and epilators.. they hurt like a bitch. hmph.
oh oh oh! i just found out from some adidas site that the commercial is called The Road to Lisbon. go check it out here! those soccer dudes look so adorable in there. if it doesn't make you smile, you're probably just a boring person. whee, the background music is already making me smile. haha!
Impossible is not a fact. It's an opinion.
Impossible is not a declaration. It's a dare.
Impossible is potential. Impossible is temporary.
Impossible is nothing.
hmm... impossible!
Sunday, June 6, 2004
01:06 a.m.
The Prisoner of Azkaban
just got home not long ago. my sis, bro and i went to catch Harry Potter. everything was good. we got good seats, considering we only booked our tickets in the afternoon. and the movie, it was stupendous! i can't say it was better than the previous 2 but then again, Prisoner of Azkaban has always been my favourite potter book. plot's fantastic. sadly, i don't get to see oliver wood no more. boohoo.
anyways, i thought Alfonso Cauron made a rather different approach to the movie. something about the intro and the ending that gives me the feeling. maybe it's just me, yeah?
what cauron failed to include was brilliantly compensated by the extras he injected - the humour and all. and i swear there were some scenes i don't recall reading in the book. i like the way he subtly attempts to show the possible attraction between ron and hermione.. and my, buckbeak was so beautiful.
Speaking of beauty, Hermione's gonna grow up to be a total babe. She's so pretty. and Malfoy's hot hot hot. esp the scene where we first saw him, that thing he did with his hair. swoon. too bad he's the bad guy. watching him, i can't help recalling lin's msn nick, the one about the resemblance between him and eminem. hahhaha. and Sirius Black was just the way i pictured him to be.
oh yea, i miss the old dumbledore. this one is alright, but he seems a little too energetic for dumbledore. they look almost the same though. also, there wasn't enough Quidditch and they didn't even explain the interesting bits about how the Marauder's Map came about. like who's moony, wormtail, padfoot and prongs.
nonetheless, the movie was fantastic. guess you can't really blame anyone for not being able to squeeze everything in 141 minutes, no? well, nothing beats reading the books anyways.
i'm soo sleepy. went for a run earlier in the evening and i think i went too far. i was so exhausted, found myself sprawled on the floor in my living room face down after that, like i was being bashed up. hahaha. i could feel my heart beating against the floor and i thought i even heard it. how dramatic.
i'm becoming weaaaaaak. nooooo....
i miss karate. havent been to training in months. there is no way i'm travelling from tampines to clementi just to train for 2 hours, 3 times a week. call it laziness, i care not. heh.
oh here's something i got from Bulletproof Monk, some movie i caught last yr. and Kar is the character played by Sean William Scott. hmm is there too many hotties around or what?
"So, I figured it out, why hot dogs come in packages of ten and hot dog buns come in packages of eight. See, the thing is, life doesn't always work out according to plan so be happy with what you've got, because you can always get a hot dog." - Kar
Friday, June 4, 2004
11:55 p.m.
Friday with the East Side Story
A few of us went to catch East Side Story just now at Toy Factory at The Attic. it was our first time there. Cool place with a really cool bar. The ambience was really good. Gd place to chill out. Pics are here.
East Side Story was not too bad. i enjoyed some scenes. The actors were full of passion and surprisingly, i wasn't disturbed by the content of the play (there was some gay thing going on). can't believe i'm about to say this but the strong bond between the 2 men was kinda sweet. I swear i could even see the love for each other in their eyes. hur hur. Must be the actors, they performed well. or it could be the music in the background that blinded me. i know joe and wingkit were a lil grossed out, although wingkit said he'd pay 10 bucks more to see them kiss. jeez.
and oh, the eusoffian acted well. don't know kok siew personally but he was really funny. "they call me seven eleven cos i'm open twenty-four hours a day." muahahahaha. and the play was basically acted by 8 men, majority with great yummy bods, half-naked most of the time and even almost naked at one point. oh but that was the transverstite scene, which, in my opinion, was ostensibly a outright debasement of transverstites (and not women, i hope). what with the footwear tied above their heads. jeez. well, i could be wrong, that's just my interpretation. went to maxwell market after that, had some dessert and then home.
shopped a bit with my aunt earlier this afternoon. I love her to bits. and no, not because she got me things or anything. i just feel like declaring how much i love her. :)
and oh, check this out. cool stuff.
"I think that God in creating Man somewhat overestimated his ability."
- Oscar Wilde
Thursday, June 3, 2004
01:33 a.m.
We're on the same side of the moon.
If only "Everytime" was sung by another singer instead of Britney, it would've been a good song. like Shania Twain or Leann Rimes, my two favourite babes. Britney can't sing the song for nuts. Her loud breathing was totally distracting and oh so un-sexy. perhaps, im just biased. bleargh.
I'm still listening to it anyways.
Tagged along with my family to Malaysia for a short 3 day trip. Went to some resort by the beach. It was indeed a good break from.. uh.. well, i can't say work cos i haven't been doing any (unless you consider household chores 'work'). let's just say it was a break from the mundane life. everything was alright 'cept for the 3-4 hr journey in the car. was telling singeu how long car journeys usually make me daydream. way too much. that was basically how i spent my time - daydream. plus the music, which kinda accompanied the daydreams pretty well. it was fun, really. but snapping back to reality only made me feel extremely pathetic and inadequate.
if only..
SNAP! no more daydreaming, naj.
ok that was lame. so lame. i'm so ashamed. bleah. anyways, i didn't take that many pics since there was really nothing interesting. just played a lil with the camera to satisfy my cousin's desire to be "in the photos".
and of course, mine too. muaahhaha.
oh oh oh.. something really funny happened on our way back just now. my grandfather, whom i would say is hilariously senile (just a little and i mean it in an adorable way) was sitting behind my dad, who was driving. my dad wanted to take out his wallet. so he left one hand on the lower part of the steering wheel and used the other hand to reach for his back pocket. in the process, he has to tilt his upper body a lil to the right. that must've looked like something else from behind because my grandfather suddenly started tapping my dad's arm frantically from the back telling him to wake up. hahahaha. he thought my daddy fell asleep. he so cute and innocent. hhahaha. my bro and me thought that was so hilarious we couldnt stop laughing. :P
and Miss Aussie won. argh. was hoping USA'd beat her to the crown. and my mom commented Miss USA looked like Barbie. you know, that doll you see in Toy'r'Us. haha.
ok i'm off to bed. pics are here. night, all.
"It's still the same side of the moon
that we'll be looking on when the world turns blue."
- 'Same Side of The Moon' by Corrine May