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Saturday, April 30, 2005

pressing the elevator button ten times isn't gonna make the elevator go any faster...

just got back from the short but sweet chilling session with them mamasitas. laughed our arses out as usual at mai's terrory (sharm's shortcut for 'territory'). took a short "joy ride" in ikea's carpark, we were the only car left in the carpark after 10..soo yeeeeeha..haha. ha.

i dunno what's wrong with me. almost crossed the road on the red light when 4 lanes of cars were already on first gear and ready to take off at my direction. hoho. almost a final destination situation. ee. choy.

yesterday almost crashed a taxi. but it wasnt my fault. i swear. it was.... a taxi. need i say more? bloody taxi. screeched my tyres. ugh. and stunned my naggy unlicensed co-pilot. hahaha. "be cool, nigga." but i suppose the strawberry nicotine calmed us down afterwards. hah.

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had to wake up early this morning. of all things, i had to wake up early for a funeral. my dad's uncle passed away. the older you get the more funerals you go to..

reunited with this cousin of mine who's of my age but haven't seen her in like 10 years or something. when i shook her hand, she was like, "remember me not?"..and im like "ahh yesss (in my head: "whats her name whats her name whats her name whats her name")..youuuu...of coursssssse (quick! whats her name! no more time to buy! whats her nameeeeeeee!) so what're u doing now?" i asked...to which she replied by saying her name in replace of "I" in a first person narrative kinda sentence..(which is a common thing for a malay conversation.) phew! after that i could carry on the conversation without feeling paranoid...

its been decades la since we last met. in her words, "dah ber-zaman tak jumpa.."..our relations were affected by certain family politics, which resulted in reunions only when somebody gets married or if some relative dies. even so, it's rarely that my mom attends. but this uncle was somewhat worth putting the politics aside. i'm just wondering if it had hurt to just put differences aside decades ago. why as adults it was perfectly normal of them to act in a such a way but as a kid i kept wondering tirelessly. hmmm...i guess growing older is just a reverse cycle. you physically shrink and your maturity sinks.

funerals just remind me that time outruns us all eventually. i guess brisk walking is the perfect pace...(although some people call it strutting..like a model who's late for an appointment on the catwalk..o i digress.) ha.

aiyah walk or run if you will. just know there is an end to the road. there is a time where everything and everyone will leave you and vice versa.
so what do you make of this life?

these words i write to keep me from madness @ 12:04 a.m.

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Wednesday, April 27, 2005

shoo-ting the breeeze

ecp-photos

hola. boredom brought sharm and i to ecp yesterday. and yeahh we killed boredom with a vengeance alright. first we skated then we cycled then we filled our empty stomachs with cheeseburgers. ohhh the freedom to be ironic....

everyday should be a holiday.

these words i write to keep me from madness @ 05:26 p.m.

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Monday, April 25, 2005

..old habits die hard

putting that last full stop for that last sentence of that last answer for the last paper is..(OH YESSS!) simply orgasmic. wahahah.(sorry if you're still havin exams, but your time will come..soon. oops. no pun intended..really.)

so i almost missed this paper. me and feli both. hahah. you know if i had missed this 'smokeable' paper...i would've knocked my head against crispy's door until i built a hole on it and then dislocate my shoulders so that i could crawl in through the hole samara-style into the room forcing a senior-citizen-size-g-string-wearing crispy to scream a justin timberlake falsetto. eee. (sorry i get manic-expressive after the load of exams are off my shoulders, dont you?) gawd, i can't imagine coming to school tomorrow to find the auditorium empty or if they have some other paper..i could be fighting over my exam seat with someone else only to realize my paper was the day before or chatted with someone online this afternoon who said "yay! it's finally over!" and me going.."huh?!" or sumthin sumthin...hahah..i CANNOT IMAGINE. phew. so yes. its overrr..weehoo. thank you god for not letting me learn my bad habit of revising the last minute, the hard way. shot my foot maybe but it's just the second toe, i'll still balance. ;)

the trick is, to just walk into an exam with confidence. even if its blind confidence. 'coz at least you'll be calm enough to crap when the need arises. but ha, my advice is to not take my advice. oh but take this: check your exam timetable every single fuckin hour ok? no? ok every single fuckin day at least. ok. set.

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you see, i just hate when things happen out of my control. i'm not a control freak. it's just that..you may think you have control over everything within your capacity..but you dont. it is just scary to feel that your mind *gasp* ...has a mind of its own. like a subconscious worm that lingers to help you make that stupid mistake when you're not aware. oh the beautiful flaw of the human being. i dunno why i was confident that this paper's on tuesday when i was paranoid over the previous papers' dates and times. oh well. get over it la.

oh and speaking of out of control. it's like sending an sms to the wrong person. somehow your subconscious took over your decision-making and you don't remember who or why you sent it to that particular destination. its the bloody worm. god i hope i didn't send that sms to the wrong person, it would've been bloody embarrassing. and no la, before your mind wanders, its nothin nasty. its just. argh. i havent had confirmation that it was sent to the right person. but whatever la huh. que sera sera sera sera...........

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oh well...ladies and gentlemen, i'd like you to meet my best (non-human) friend..
the holidays..ta-da!

calender's looking empty for now. help me fill it up?

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hmm.
today i took a deep breath and realized how incredibly insane it is to be alive.
join me.

these words i write to keep me from madness @ 02:56 p.m.

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Monday, April 25, 2005

confusion leaves while peace orchestrates.

...runs through my veins
..and in other seekers it penetrates

i miss shawn stockman's voice.

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good news. my cousin's through to the next round. good job on the wildcard cuz! weeeeeee. ok this is an online plea from me to you. if you are ever thirsty or if you ever need an isotonic drink. drink isport. its this black bottle of isotonic drink. tastes like hundred plus. buy it, drink it, then give me the bottle cap. ha. time to start collecting em to help vote my cousin for the next round in june. isport ok, give hundred plus and h20 a break la, drink isport. support the underdawg, c'mon. and remember. don't throw the bottle caps. heha.

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OMG, while i was blogging, i was chatting to feli online and oh hail feli for being my divine intervention and slapping reality to my head that our next paper is tomorrow..which is *gasp* today...in a few hours...and all this while, i thought its tuesday!! omg. i was gonna revise em todayy.. thanx so much fel, my exam timetable angel. hahaha...oh and she thought its 130..but its actually 930 i told her..so ya..wow..what goes around comes around ok..and what the hell am i doing blogging??! off! off! cramp it in! carpe diem. huh? oh nevamind..@#$%..coffee! coffee! ok breaaaathe...breeeathe...breatheeeee....there is approximately 8 hours left...*chokes*

these words i write to keep me from madness @ 12:43 a.m.

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Sunday, April 24, 2005

let's write something down...

its hard not to stare at my rear view mirror when a gorgeous car is tailgating behind.
oh the dilemma of having a third eye...

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yesterday was foreign movies day. caught a jap movie and then a korean movie. don't watch "infection" unless you've got time to kill and there are no other movies showing at the appropriate time... ok actually, even then don't watch it. haha. but it was ok la.
thanx mr mazda for killin time with me and the komala's treat! 'twas fun..

so after i got "infected" at PS, rushed to shaw to catch an SIFF korean movie, 'samaritan girl' with some peeps of simulcra productions. ok this movie is definitely better than the one before. tragic. disturbing. sad. but i quite liked its subtlety. a father didn't confront his daughter when he found out she's prostituting herself, he actually stopped every guy who was going to meet his daughter, all this without the daughter finding out. then once when he came too late to stop one guy and the guy has already done the deed with his daughter, he ended up killing that guy instead. the daughter still doesn't know. ha. tragic. well but there's another storyline bout why the girl got into prostitution in the first place. but i'll leave that to your imagination. haha. it was under pretty decent circumstances and the ending...ahh, nevermind. let's imagine.

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so i woke up bout an hour ago and had roti boy for breakfast. yum. woke up to jog in the morning yesterday. i can't jog for more than 10 mins without getting breathless. my stamina's as short as danny devito. damn. so i just took a long walk til jurong west, made a detour at the big canal. watched a guy fishing. i was waiting for his line to shake but ahh..he took too long to impress me. haha. i did see a fish in the canal tho. not sure if i'd eat it tho. so i just left and walked back home.
occasional solitude is nice and necessary.

these words i write to keep me from madness @ 12:36 p.m.

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Friday, April 22, 2005

if i had to do it all again....

....i would still leave all the revision to the last minute. no regrets. no regrets.

oh you bloody boring academic notes, i have this to sing to you:

you take up my tiiiime
like some cheap magaziiiine
when i coulda been learning something
oh well, you know what i meeeean...
oh i've done this before
and i will do it again...
c'mon and kill me baby...
while you smile like a friend..
oh and i'll come runnin'.....
just to do it.
again.
*burp*

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and in other old news...

i just wanna congratulate loan sharks and pig head sellers. coz singapore's not gonna have one but two casinos in the near future! weeeeeee...ah chiew, seems like business will be good for you aye. ;)

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and this song goes out to japan and china. i think koizumi and hu jingtao should slug it out on the karaoke.(i'm not kidding)
DJ. hit it.

What have I got to do to make you love me
What have I got to do to make you care
What do I do when lightning strikes me
And I wake to find that you're not there

What do I do to make you want me
What have I got to do to be heard
What do I say when it's all over
And sorry seems to be the hardest word

It's sad, so sad
It's a sad, sad situation
And it's getting more and more absurd
It's sad, so sad
Why can't we talk it over
Oh it seems to me
That sorry seems to be the hardest word

What do I do to make you love me
What have I got to do to be heard
What do I do when lightning strikes me
What have I got to do
What have I got to do
When sorry seems to be the hardest word

ha. me and politics. we're like ummmmm..salt and wound. i consider myself "still-apathetic".

these words i write to keep me from madness @ 12:04 a.m.

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Wednesday, April 20, 2005

be still my heart.


[sneaked a peek: hushed excitement before it starts. No camera policy. And they were very strict on photo-taking, there were security going round telling off people who were taking pics with their phones and PDAs and whatnots.]

ok. Here’s the lowdown. Shall I go chronological? I think I shall. So. I was supposed to meet sharm at 6 at je right but I was late coz I was excited that my stomach gave me problems. So I had to dump the butterflies first. Haha. And yes, if you’re thinking meeting at 6 for an 8pm show is a tad too early, well *NNETTT!!* you’re wrong. ‘coz traffic was a bitch. Accidents at every major highway.

We were driving on the AYE goin to ECP and theres a sign that says “exit Keppel road, massive jam until Fort road”. Just. Great. And Fort Road was my exit. Even if I wanted to exit at Keppel, there was a massive jam already from the Keppel exit until the AYE. So we just had to go ahead. Massive jam massive jam la. My poor left feet battling the clutch. (I will so petition for an auto when we get a new car). We took half an hour to get from Keppel to Fort Road. By the time we were reaching Kallang theatre it was 7:30-ish. But I missed a turn and a u-turn to get to the Kallang theatre carpark so had to make one big round. But thank god, finally reached the old school carpark at around 7:45. PHEW.

Thank god also that Mervyn was patient enough to wait for us. Sms-ed him that we were stuck in a jam and he nicely said he’ll wait. So met him got our tix. V.I.P! *reow* Sharm had to leave her camera at the counter. They were damn strict about cameras. (damn). So we went in, our seats were not bad, near the aisle, quite a good view. The lights dimmed, supercalifragilistic screams. Denise of power98 was the mc. Talked a lot of uninteresting stuff about sponsors blah blah…oh and how taufik’s the first Singapore artist to hit double platinum and stuff. And how they’re selling Taufik stamps, buy em, all 20 of Taufik, “lick it and stick it wherever you want”. Somehow that amused the audience. As far as celebrity spottings. hmmm...mostly malay celebs. hani hadad, suhaimi, aide iskandar..babes conde? haha..jeremy ratnam...yea well i hear you. whatever..haha. ok so...

And then the show began…don’t wanna give away too much la, yall can watch when it airs. Haha. Ok fine. He started with “one last”. So it started all slow, and mellow and chill and all. Like sharm said, it’s like we were in jazz club without the wine and margharitas. And the jazz singer occasionally did the ‘usher moonwalk’ towards the mic stand before he starts to sing. I think I saw some people in the audience yawn during the first third of the show. Highlight was “me and mrs jones”. *melting lava* Then taufik left the stage and Denise did some games to “warm up” the audience. Yea good idea.

And then…taufik came out in cargos and a white shirt dancing to…I can’t remember..I think “September”..oooo nice. Except the dancers. Omigod. It’s like they were out to sabotage the show. Their costume was a sight for sore-eyes. It was a pain seeing taufik forcing himself to flirt with them. So painful, it was like taufik flirting with your grandmother. So not sexy. *cringe-wriggle* I was sitting beside a suria reporter. Not that she told me but I saw the suria mic in her bag and she was writing notes during the show. I wonder though, how she’s gonna give an objective review when her screams were louder than mine and sharm’s combined. Oh. And she was laughing along with sharm and I …and I’m sure it was about the dancers. So yea by now, it was the get-up-and-dance part of the show…cept the seating arrangements would make it awkward for one to get up and dance. So I just danced in my seat. Ok that sounded wrong. Don’t try to imagine ok. Then taufik said a half-hearted “ok thanx for coming” and him and the band left the stage, leaving us hanging. It was like “Wooo…are you ready to party? Yea? Ok bye.” So the audience were not sure if it was really the end or if we had to ask for an encore. We were just left in stupor. Haha. So here’s where the redundant mc proves she’s not redundant. She made the crowd chant for taufik. Or did we do the lucky draw at this point? I’m sorry, I can’t remember exactly. Haha. But who cares. Because next…..

Taufik came out with the same cargo and white shirt and………a HAT!!!! Woooo..so here’s where my hormones went into overdrive. Haha. Ok that sounded wrong too. So the suria reporter and me had a “who-could-scream-louder” contest, I think. And the highlights were all on this last part of the show. The hat. The newly remixed “Ain’t no sunshine”. A bonafide performance! Mark E hit the stage and it was a nice change of pace and mood to have some hip hop. *shake your body body move your body body* too bad it wasn’t an open air concert la. Then it finished after he did all his thanks and the, not blowing kisses but flinging ones. Yea he flung em with a vengeance. Then it’s overrrrrr. =(

Then sharm collected her camera. I met my cousin outside the theatre to pass him the vcd that sharm made of his performance. Then sharm and I headed for late dinner nearby and released our photo-taking urges after it’s been suppressed during the show. Wahahah. Ok that didn’t sound right either. So yea. On the way back, I missed a turn again. haha. And then suddenly I saw a flash from somewhere and it was taufik surrounded by paparazzi(?) getting on his superstar white van. Wahah. Cool.

So that’s all folks! It wasn’t really a rawkin blew-my-head-off showcase. It was chill and then upbeat and then party-but-not-really. But it was fun. I suppose it’s coz he did songs off his “blessings” album, so considering the songs, there wasn’t much party factor. It was a classy showcase (cept for the dancers). Thumbs up.

It’ll be fun to watch the showcase on tv.

Now wish me luck for my next paper.
Ciao.

these words i write to keep me from madness @ 04:04 p.m.

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Wednesday, April 20, 2005

"so goodbye, sweet appetite. no single bite could satisfy..."

invite

=D i just wanna thank mervyn, cheez and wei yao for somehow maneuvering the tickets my way.

for those who couldn't catch it, fret not, it's gonna be aired on tv sometime later. no idea when though. =D

sigh. i forgot how much i adore taufik. the showcase sorta rekindled it. haha. ok. unfortunately the hedonism ends here for now. tomorrow and the day after is mug-for-the-worst-paper period. sigh. i shall prolong this cloud 9 til tomorrow. will talk bout the show tomorrow. g'nite!

these words i write to keep me from madness @ 12:15 a.m.

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Tuesday, April 19, 2005

for all that i've done wrong i must've done something right......

...to deserve.....
...to go watch taufik's private showcase tonight!!! Marve-fuckin-lous! THANK YOU.

i'm so sorry to my other fik-fan friends… yan, shrek, aini..if i had extra tix i would’ve asked you guys along definitely. sorrysorrysorry. the tix sorta dropped on my lap at the last minute. i’m a lucky bitch, i know. =)

And i know i’ve been bugging aini bout going out to chill this past week and she has diligently turned me down to study. Haha..sorry man, I’m a horrible influence. You go girl! Won’t be long now ‘til its over! Then you won’t turn me down right. Right? Right?! Wahahahah

oh woe. 2 more bloody motherluvin' papers. Hmm…. e.a.m.x.s? x.e.a.m.s? s.m.e.a.x? x.m.e.a.s? e.m.a.x.s? s.x.e.m.a? haha argh..how DO you spell it? I can’t spell it. I can’t. can you? ha.

Hmm..what shall i wear tonight...*tonight tonight toniiiight it's allriiiighttt. tonight.* sharrrm..are u ready to partayy?

P.S: 'scuse my french hor. i swear when i'm mad. i swear when i'm happy. sue me.

these words i write to keep me from madness @ 01:13 p.m.

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Monday, April 18, 2005

wild thang

vunderful news. my cuz got selected for the wildcards! Hiphip! Hooorah! This time no need bottle caps. Judges decide. Wonderful. But is that Maia still one of the judges? Hmmmmm..
Nevamind. Hope to see him work the stage with something more upbeat. Ok so it's this Sunday, April 24th, Tampines Mall, around 7pm. he will be competing with 7 other contestants. Buy i-sport drinks and vo....eh wait. no need votes! Hahahaha…ok this sounds much better. Hope the judges can open their eyes terbeliak2 siket (big2 abit). Kick some ass cuz! (alamak, Tampines mall ah, why does it always have to be dang far?) I’ll be there!!

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oh I just wanna say I love my mom’s nasi lemak. It’s so home-made. With the burnt peanuts and traces of pandan leaves in the rice. Haha. I mean, if you were to buy a packet of nasi lemak somewhere, you’d prolly be pissed to find burnt peanuts and traces of pandan leaves right. But it feels very personally-made. Like a really good indie record, you feel like the song was written just for you and no one else. Not something’s that’s had a template and has been made to suit a homogenous taste. So yea, go burnt peanuts and traces of pandan leaves!
Only my mom has the ummm…housewific license to make lasagna with crispy(!) pastry layers, pizza with biscuit-y base and have the right to impose the necessity of tomato chunks in every sort of gravy she cooks (in a futile attempt to make me eat my veges).
Bon apetit indeed! *mwah*

these words i write to keep me from madness @ 09:07 p.m.

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Sunday, April 17, 2005

juvenile delinquency

just got back from watching teenage idol or teenage icon or whatever its called. and i'm pissed. flabbergasted. that my cousin didn't get through. heh.

seriously. i'm not being biased coz we're blood relations and all. if someone i care about cannot sing for nuts and insists on going up the stage, o believe me, for the love of god and the reputation of our relation, i would tell that person frankly that you just don't got it. i will. but my cousin. he's got IT. he does. and its a pity that the panel of judges consisted of people like "oh-i-dunno-R.O.M-is-the-place-where-people-get-married" Maia. What does she know about singing?? wahahah...

and then theres the part where 15% of the votes counted on i-sport isotonic drinks bottle caps. we had to buy those disgusting-tasting isotonic drinks and put the cap in the boxes of the contestants to vote for em. between me and sharm, we prolly bought like ummm..9? hahah...good job sharm, ur a true friend and fan! but 9 is nothing ok. there is this kid who had kermit's voice (heck kermit could sing better, at least kermit's adorable)..his family prolly brought like 50 dollars worth of i-sport drinks. and yea. surprise! he's in!...ugh. it makes me sick la. but tis ok yea. my cousin's got other gigs and competitions that would be more worth it to participate in down the road. and theres always the wildcard possibility. so keep at it. if the people dont know musiq then they don't know music. pity.

oh. i forgot. guess who dropped by? haha. mmmmhmmm. mr. singapore idol. and yes of course he knows music. haha. popped a bottlecap for my cousin. thats the spirit! woooo.....ok lets just hope for a chance at the wildcards..or sumthin. oh and thanx sharrmmm...for the services of your camera. its a blessing. oh such a blessing! hahaha...

[edited(again) to say]: Sharm posted the 3min clip of my cousin's performance! check it out at her blog!

these words i write to keep me from madness @ 09:58 p.m.

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Friday, April 15, 2005

an apple on my head

just a thought. i think people don't change. it's just that throughout the course of knowing someone, through time you begin to peel off layers and learn things you wished you didnt, about that person, then you console yourself by saying the person's changed. nah. its like dat chyall. its like that. its always good at the beginning. like orientation days on the first week of school. everybody says hi whats your name lets be friends. then after that, do people change? noooo..then people become who they really are la. the 'oh-wait-did-i-say-i-wanna-be-friends-with-YOU?' part. i guess it takes some overlooking of flaws and an overlap of deep respect towards each other to really accept that the other hasn't, won't and will not change. still was, still is, still will be whoever you are.

ok dah.

so an apple dropped on my head as i was sitting under an angsana tree. ha! i mean..not literally, coz i wouldn't be caught dead sitting on the pavement by the roadside. although once in primary school, while waiting for my mom to fetch me from school, my school mate and i sat under a tree by the roadside only to be scolded by my mom when she found me, "you crazy ah! what if a car swerve into you?!" ..uhmmm..so. mommy is that what roads are for? for cars to swerve off of and hit kids sitting by the pavement? har? har? hm. anyway, this apple hasn't dropped yet. but i can feeeel it i can just feeel it. haha. im not making sense so nevermind. will update later.

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to a dear friend: i'm sorry you're going through this. oh life is such a test, isnt it. i'm not good at comfort words but at times like these its not words that bring comfort is it? i wont be the bumbling ignorant optimistic idiot anymore, coz i suppose when the clouds are dark, it is highly likely that there'll be rain. i suppose the only consolation is that there is at least some sort of warning? i'm here, there or anywhere if u need someone, something to help make it easier, lighter, better. just wriggle your nose aite. life is a random lottery of meaningless tragedy and a series of near escapes, remember? i pray this is a near escape. be strong.

these words i write to keep me from madness @ 09:54 p.m.

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Wednesday, April 13, 2005

"mug" is a cylindrical cup with a handle.

there is this nice scent coming from my window right now, like a really strong but subtle yet very sweet-smelling perfumed talcum powder. hmm.

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watched spanglish yesterday with sharm. i quite enjoyed it although it totally lacked focus. so was it a romantic comedy? a family drama? a spanish diasporic film? i dunnoo...it "touched and go" on too many issues, but the alcoholic grandmother character and the charmingly witty dialogue redeemed it for me. catch it. it'll be a good break from all that swimming(or drowning) in all those lecture notes. =P

i finally spent my borders voucher that i got for doing some advertising survey earlier this year. i got a bright eyes 'fevers & mirrors' cd. weeeee. although technically, the voucher wasn't really a voucher, it became a catalyst for compelling me to spend another 12 bux. i mean, if i didn't have the voucher i wouldn't have come with the intention of buying anything. If you think about it, it's like the illusion of 'sales'. Its not really about saving 20% off an item, its more like a pushed impulse to pay and spend the 80% on something you prolly don't even need in the first place. Sales are the exploitation of the weakness of the human incapability to think logically in the face of deceiving opportunities. ha. You don't save during sales, you SPEND. muahah. sorry to be so cynical. but it's not like this is gonna prevent you or me from spending. so hmm. forget what i said and let's be the unaware neo capitalists that we are..lets shop 'til we drop! weeeeeeeeeeeeee. but talkin bout shopping is just depressing coz' i'm broke..which brings me to another story..but let's not go there...

oh look, sharm broke her plastic fork twice eating stamford(?) chicken(she musta been really hungry)..and eventually the fork looked like the rocker horn hand sign..i dunno what you call that hand sign..but hmmyea, that's what i call it. isnt it cool?
when utensils immitate life...*jeng jeng jeng*

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these words i write to keep me from madness @ 08:18 p.m.

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Tuesday, April 12, 2005

baby, you can leave your hat on...

7 reasons why I like a man with a hat.

(tsk. will you stop mugging for a minute and pay attention?)

1. Justin
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2. Ashton
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3. Usher
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4. Taufik
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5. Ian
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6. David
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7. Mario
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And the father of all mad-hatters?

elvis costello of course
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muahahah..but he's only wearing a hat 'coz he's balding. I'm not gonna even go to elton john..Which leads me to my next point. Guys, if you're losing your precious tresses and then Yun Nam drops the bomb that their state-of-the-art treatment can't help fertilize your barren head. Fret not. There is still hope. There is still..
the hat. =D

these words i write to keep me from madness @ 03:36 p.m.

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Monday, April 11, 2005

yodelay hip hop

"its hip hop not hip pop."

just got back from the northeast cdc mini hip hop fest with shrek and then supper with yan and irfan. i had a lousy sunday morning so let's just talk about the evening..

the fest was pretty fun. pretty good way to bring hip hop to the masses. they gave us pink mats to sit on and enjoy the show at the open field. hip hop under the stars. performances were pretty kickass for some, lukewarm for others..of course my favourites were the usual la. very sleek indeed. heh. met my cousins. my lil 6 yr-old cousin finished my entire delifrance pastry single-handedly, tested shrek on her spelling..and asked if shrek was kakak 'polar'..oh! and that lil rascal..she took and threw my black flip flops and it landed with another pair of black flip flops belonging to some stranger sitting in front..and when i asked her to pick it up, in the dark, the lil rascal picked up that stranger's flip flops by mistake instead of mine and threw it in front of me..and i'm like, "noooo..put this back! thats not miiine!!"..wahahahah...and she quickly exchanged it and handed me my flip flops back..all this happened while the stranger was too engrossed in the show to even notice..thank god. my 12-year-old cousin shared with me who her crush is and her oh-so-exciting encounter with taufik and how "warm" he was when he hugged her..hmm..wot good quality time i spent with my cousinss

..the crowd there was young and old and intimidating and full-out poser-ing as usual..but at least these kids look to music for their approved "vice". so lets not complain bout that. (if only they'd stay away from cigarettes and booze hmm. well that'd be too much to ask. and dang, i dont wanna start sounding like my mom.)

we have some madd local talent la. why dont we all see this?? oh and triplenoize is now double(noize?)..like you'd care right? coz yall buy 50 cent. hehah. gd luck wadi.

so after the gig shrek and i headed for clementi prata. met up with yan and irfan...yayy..i didn't get lost. so we sat beside wheelbarrows..mmhmm..and one prata waiter was craving for durian when serving us, another was bitter he couldn't catch the ramli sarip concert at suntec tonight coz he had to work..so the 4 of us chit chatted until its time for the carriage to turn into pumpkin. thanx shrek for the free supper! don't think too much about fly. haha.

and then *poof* the day is over liao.

these words i write to keep me from madness @ 01:58 a.m.

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Friday, April 8, 2005

disappointing reality (tv)

disappointing elimination #1: wacky gorgeous brothers Brian & Greg off the amazing race.

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damn. at least it was ummmm...fashionably (read:"eye-candily") done. as randy would say, "keepin it real, bro, keepin it real.." \m/
phil is so boring. i should host the amazing race. i'll drag the final checkpoint piece of mat further as the racers run for their lives towards it.."nope nope...a lil bit more...here kitty kitty.." wahahah

disappointing elimination #2: Nikko i-love-your-soulful-voice Smith off american idol

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damn. damn. damn. so much for bringing him back. how could they vote him out before having an r&b or motown theme on the show?!?!
that blonde european dude who is in a relegated league of his own..blah. why aren't you gone? oh right. i forgot. you've prolly got a big gay fanbase. lucky you. the possibility of you winning this thing is as much as the possibility of bo and constantine shaving their heads bald. so why couldn't you have left before nikko?

if it's tv, it's not reality.
wot a disappointment.

these words i write to keep me from madness @ 06:45 p.m.

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Tuesday, April 5, 2005

"sing goodnight all my friends, hope you got the best of me.."

being nice is the most difficult thing to do. so let's abercrombie & bitch. heeeeeeeeeee-yak!

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arrested development is the absolutest funniest show on tv right now. ch 5, tuesdays, 12:30am. catch it.

these words i write to keep me from madness @ 12:27 a.m.

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Monday, April 4, 2005

is it an oncoming train?

Discomfort in blind spots
No use for a map in the dark
But let’s face north to that blinding light
at the end of the tunnel,
And ask the optimistic question…

these words i write to keep me from madness @ 01:07 a.m.

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Saturday, April 2, 2005

tiger lily

my mom's watching this awards show on tv1...sorta like the golden globes of Malaysia.. and they just handed out an award for "best subtitles".
hmM?!.

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it's my parents 28th(?) wedding anniversary today. I didn't have a gift in mind although i was thinking very hard. somehow the shallow bank pockets makes for shallow gift thoughts. so i thought a smile would be the cheapest yet priceless gift la. haha. cheesy lame. i know.

so i was supposed to finish work at 2. was supposed to go siglap, pick up aunty da and grandma who were hanging out at aunty z's house (aunty z shd be in london by now with her husband. so lucky.) and drive em back to je for our weekly blajar ugama sessions. this week my parents were gonna treat aunty da and grandma to a meal to celebrate their anniversary la..before we went to the mosque..

so ya. at work, time flew and before i knew it, it was 2:40. and i had no idea it was already past 2! then my phone started ringing. and it was my aunty da, who's been waiting patiently. haha. so i rushed off and drove to siglap. picked up aunty da, and my grandma at aunty z's house. before that i showered at the house and used her marks & spencer's water lily shower gel and body lotion in tremendous access..hahah..coz im lovin it. if she gave me her car...i'm sure she wouldn't mind me using those lovely-smellin stuff la....hm. i love aunty z and her husband and their cats. not that i'm being biased. but the situation called for me to say that (and mean it of course).

then drove aunty da and grandma and aunty z's maid who tagged along.. to IMM, where my parents were waiting to treat us to banquet. haha. its newly opened and was marche style. my aunt got them a cake from mariott and my dad got a davidoff perfume and my mom got a kain songket and my grandma gave pretty pretty lovely-smelling flowers. lilies i think. yea. lilies smell good. and i wore a smile. (ha!)

so yea. my mom's in a good mood. if only i had enough savings, now would've been a good time to ask if i could go to brisbane with my friends. but i dunch have lor. so. ya. bummer. but oh well. it's not always about me. they're happy. that's good, i'm thankful.

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"pemenangnya akan meneri-lima ribu ringgit.." hahah..talk about being succinct. i have nothing against m'sia. cept road bullies maybe. but i think this awards show is getting interesting with unintended comic relief.

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ms singapore universe? no comments la. taufik was hot as usual. i didn't know he had such bass in his voice..yum..cept i think he choked at the last high note..but shhhhh. i won't say it if you won't say it.

these words i write to keep me from madness @ 10:39 p.m.

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Saturday, April 2, 2005

chala chala

i didnt get duped on april fool's. hah. you people are losing it la.

rushed down to school at 4.45 to hand in a paper that was due at 5. wooooo..i just love the adrenaline rush of last minute-ness

was interviewed for a bj piece on driving in ntu roads, whether its dangerous and difficult and all that. dang, they filmed my un-glam unpolished car. haha. so embarrasing.

so after that i managed to rope in some good company as sharm and aini joined me to watch a bollywood film in school for my indian cinema paper. i would've been bored to death watching it alone. altho a lil distracting but a welcomed distraction la huh..wahah. we kinda overstayed our welcome..even with all that fastforwarding...but it was fun la..we were picking out malay words among the hindi jibberish and laughing at shah rukh khan's wardrobe choice of white denim and very shampoo-commercial floppy hair. sharm is quite the bollywood fan, aini also while i'm newly converted i suppose. i could never understand the large malay community and their intrigue with bollywood films. ahh..escapism. yesterday's "devdas" blew me away. the poetic resplendent mind-blowing grandeur of the whole epic was just.."wow". now i'm curious to watch other sanjay lila bhansali movies. (wow, did i just mention a full hindi name without referring to my notes?)

they dared me to put a bollywood song on my blog. hahahh. hmm. not that i know any of the titles.......shit i've got banghra beats in my head. am humming to some indian song...oh there has got to be subliminal messages in those 3-hours-long-and-4-and-a-half-loo-breaks-later-also-havent-finish movies.......they're intriguing indeed, although i still appreciate the fast forward button.

went for dinner at pioneer mall after that. beauty is only skin deep i tell you. or bricks deep. we all had chicken. chicken makes the world go around. the drive back to je was funny with lane gilmore girls stories..the "YOU'RE STUCK IN MY HEADDD, STUCK IN MY HEAD!! ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?!! HAH?!" to the "yea you're a slut but in a good way!" stories..wahahahah.. tv junkies unite!

and in the words of my grandma, who once pulled a fairly laudable april fool's joke on me, "jee, happy aFril Pools!"

these words i write to keep me from madness @ 12:21 a.m.

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