Saturday, September 30, 2006
showstopper
I just couldn't resist this. Thought I'd add some eye candy to my blog. This special entries will be called showstoppers. Enjoy.. I like the nature theme especially the big gnarly tree. Something about trees always makes me feel good.
hot stuff
Surfing thru the Internet, I found this amazing website. It's all about water!! Not your oceanic water but your everyday drinking water. Who would have thought? And it's such a cool website. Very cool designs and funky flash. Check it out and be amazed by the power of water. I just don't get it how some people don't like to drink water. I find it sinful!! Water is what pumps you and gives you your essence. Here it is people, the link to the cool website WATER.
money money money
Yesterday, I found a wallet. I was the last person to disembark from the bus after gathering all my belongings and walking out, i caught a glimpse of the black wallet. I picked it up and looked around but by then everyone had sleepily gone off. So I took it home with me. No way was I gonna give it to bus operators and tell them I found it. It's not that I don't trust them, it's just I trust myself more.
Guess what? There were 2 credit cards, 800 in cash, numerous ATM cards and the usual wallet stuff.. IC, driving licence, etc. But no way of me contacting the fella. By then it was already 2am so I couldn't call up the banks either. Mum suggested the police station. I thought, I don't think so. Like I said before, I trust myself more.
Woke up today and called the first bank. They told me they'd cancel the credit card and the ATM card but they couldn't give me his contact number. Instead, they suggested handing it over to the police station. Yea.. right. Called the second bank, same thing. I was beginning to wonder, why hadn't this fella cancel all his cards yet? Maybe he has other priorities...
Frustrated, i looked thru his wallet again and found a Membership card to some spa. It's a long shot but i tried it anyway. Called them up, explained the situation. The woman on the other line who was very polite and touched at what I was trying to do managed to find me his number. She told me, "Most people today would not have even bothered to do what you're doing You're very nice." I went, "There's no other option. This is what I have to do".
I called him up and he was head over heels gushing out words of gratitude and compliments. Amazingly, he was nearby. So in half an hour he was at my doorstep with another friend of his and they took turns shaking my hand and thanking me and then wanted to offer me money as a reward. I'm like "hello?! Do i like like a freakin money whore?" Of course, I politely declined saying that he needed to be more careful with his wallet. There ain't too many beautiful people in the world today.
What bothered me most about this whole episode was the fact that he had given up hope of ever seeing his wallet again. Surely, we still need to have hope in the good of people. Seriously, I believe there are wonderfully good people out there. Not everyone is bad and couldn't be bothered. And people need to believe in the each other again. Not everyone wants to pick your pocket. Not everyone wants to take your handphones. I remember when my handphone was snatched from my hand afew years back, I just stood there on the road for a good 20 minutes hoping with tears in my eyes, that it was all a joke and the person would return to the spot and give me back my phone. Either that, or I was just mortified.
It's sad but the world is going in the direction of money. But it's nice to know that there are still people who will go to great lengths to restore humanity's faith. Let's make a difference boys and girls. Make someone's day today.
Guess what? There were 2 credit cards, 800 in cash, numerous ATM cards and the usual wallet stuff.. IC, driving licence, etc. But no way of me contacting the fella. By then it was already 2am so I couldn't call up the banks either. Mum suggested the police station. I thought, I don't think so. Like I said before, I trust myself more.
Woke up today and called the first bank. They told me they'd cancel the credit card and the ATM card but they couldn't give me his contact number. Instead, they suggested handing it over to the police station. Yea.. right. Called the second bank, same thing. I was beginning to wonder, why hadn't this fella cancel all his cards yet? Maybe he has other priorities...
Frustrated, i looked thru his wallet again and found a Membership card to some spa. It's a long shot but i tried it anyway. Called them up, explained the situation. The woman on the other line who was very polite and touched at what I was trying to do managed to find me his number. She told me, "Most people today would not have even bothered to do what you're doing You're very nice." I went, "There's no other option. This is what I have to do".
I called him up and he was head over heels gushing out words of gratitude and compliments. Amazingly, he was nearby. So in half an hour he was at my doorstep with another friend of his and they took turns shaking my hand and thanking me and then wanted to offer me money as a reward. I'm like "hello?! Do i like like a freakin money whore?" Of course, I politely declined saying that he needed to be more careful with his wallet. There ain't too many beautiful people in the world today.
What bothered me most about this whole episode was the fact that he had given up hope of ever seeing his wallet again. Surely, we still need to have hope in the good of people. Seriously, I believe there are wonderfully good people out there. Not everyone is bad and couldn't be bothered. And people need to believe in the each other again. Not everyone wants to pick your pocket. Not everyone wants to take your handphones. I remember when my handphone was snatched from my hand afew years back, I just stood there on the road for a good 20 minutes hoping with tears in my eyes, that it was all a joke and the person would return to the spot and give me back my phone. Either that, or I was just mortified.
It's sad but the world is going in the direction of money. But it's nice to know that there are still people who will go to great lengths to restore humanity's faith. Let's make a difference boys and girls. Make someone's day today.
Thursday, September 21, 2006
unbreak my heart
I have a friend Ms.Grunge who is a classic Malaysian beauty. Fair, raven haired, petite. I got to know her thru Ms.HardCore who is the exact opposite of Ms. Grunge. But don't get me wrong, Ms.HardCore is quite the stunner too. So anyway, I got to know Ms.Grunge well and grew to love her and over the years we grew apart but kept in touch thru smses and the occasional accidental bumps at shopping malls and restaurants and piercing parlours ;)
Now, Ms.Grunge has been seeing and has gotten engaged to this guy whom we shall call Mr.Hotshot for about 6 years. More than half a decade. That's quite a commitment if you ask me. Hotshot is a gorgeous guy. If he wasn't straight, I would have made a play for him a long time ago but in respects to Ms.Grunge I haven't.
As they say in fairy tales, all good things cannot run well. And this engagement was called off 2 days ago by Mr.Hotshot. Apparently, he has fallen out of love with her and is now seeing someone else. In fact, he had been seeing this person for about a month already. And guess what he told Ms.Grunge? "I think I want to marry her" What the bloody @*#&^!%$&#?
Ms.Grunge is in total shock. I don't she ever saw this coming but she did have her doubts over his sincerity. Mr.Hotshot has alot of close and not so close girlfriends and he never introduces Ms.Grunge to any of them. How weird is that? I'm not sure what Ms.Grunge is doing at this very moment but last I heard she was bawling her eyes out crying. She gave 6 years of her life to this fool with hopes that they will spend their lives together and now this little tramp of a girl comes in and destroys her foundation. But you see this is from Ms.Grunge's point of view.
Mr.Hotshot, I guess you can say had a change of heart. Or maybe he just got cold feet. Or maybe he just fell out of love. Whichever but he is a shitty prick for not making up his mind in the first place. And Ms.Tramp, well... I don't know what to say about her. I've been in her position. I've broken up other people's relationships. Sometimes, i see it as triumphant. Sometimes i see it as the spoils of war. And sometimes, i don't even plan it. This things just happen. I don't think there is anyone to blame. People change. Destiny changes. We can never hold on to a future we never have. I must admit I hated this Ms.Tramp person for doing what she did to Ms.Grunge but i can't say i totally blame her cos love will run it's course no matter what. But of course, the drama doesn't end there. I just found out that i know who this Ms. Tramp is . She's a close friend of mine!!!!!! Oh the horror! The shame! The scandal!! And what a small world!
So what am I to do? I am caught in this war where i love both the champions and lust over the prize they are fighting for. It is ridiculous. But i think everybody just needs to come to terms with what has happened and move on. We cannot hold on to the past or we'll never embrace the future. Or can we fight for something we believe in no matter how much tears we shed and how much energy we use?
To Ms.Grunge, you have my hand to hold no matter what you choose to do.
To Ms.Tramp, I hope you know what you are doing.
To Ms.Hardcore, the drama never ends does it. It's been a bitch of a year ;)
Now, Ms.Grunge has been seeing and has gotten engaged to this guy whom we shall call Mr.Hotshot for about 6 years. More than half a decade. That's quite a commitment if you ask me. Hotshot is a gorgeous guy. If he wasn't straight, I would have made a play for him a long time ago but in respects to Ms.Grunge I haven't.
As they say in fairy tales, all good things cannot run well. And this engagement was called off 2 days ago by Mr.Hotshot. Apparently, he has fallen out of love with her and is now seeing someone else. In fact, he had been seeing this person for about a month already. And guess what he told Ms.Grunge? "I think I want to marry her" What the bloody @*#&^!%$&#?
Ms.Grunge is in total shock. I don't she ever saw this coming but she did have her doubts over his sincerity. Mr.Hotshot has alot of close and not so close girlfriends and he never introduces Ms.Grunge to any of them. How weird is that? I'm not sure what Ms.Grunge is doing at this very moment but last I heard she was bawling her eyes out crying. She gave 6 years of her life to this fool with hopes that they will spend their lives together and now this little tramp of a girl comes in and destroys her foundation. But you see this is from Ms.Grunge's point of view.
Mr.Hotshot, I guess you can say had a change of heart. Or maybe he just got cold feet. Or maybe he just fell out of love. Whichever but he is a shitty prick for not making up his mind in the first place. And Ms.Tramp, well... I don't know what to say about her. I've been in her position. I've broken up other people's relationships. Sometimes, i see it as triumphant. Sometimes i see it as the spoils of war. And sometimes, i don't even plan it. This things just happen. I don't think there is anyone to blame. People change. Destiny changes. We can never hold on to a future we never have. I must admit I hated this Ms.Tramp person for doing what she did to Ms.Grunge but i can't say i totally blame her cos love will run it's course no matter what. But of course, the drama doesn't end there. I just found out that i know who this Ms. Tramp is . She's a close friend of mine!!!!!! Oh the horror! The shame! The scandal!! And what a small world!
So what am I to do? I am caught in this war where i love both the champions and lust over the prize they are fighting for. It is ridiculous. But i think everybody just needs to come to terms with what has happened and move on. We cannot hold on to the past or we'll never embrace the future. Or can we fight for something we believe in no matter how much tears we shed and how much energy we use?
To Ms.Grunge, you have my hand to hold no matter what you choose to do.
To Ms.Tramp, I hope you know what you are doing.
To Ms.Hardcore, the drama never ends does it. It's been a bitch of a year ;)
superstar
Recently I was selected to be part of a tv commercial for the company I work for. Before this, it was all print jobs but now actual living colour. The people I work for wants to go all out in advertising and want to promote publicity anywhere and anyway they can. This commerical is called Amazing xxx.
So anyway, my role call was at 5am. This meant I had to be up at 2.30am. And who on earth wakes up at 2.30?! I was already cursing. It was something that I would be doing for the rest of the day. My make up was done in 15 minutes. It could have been shorter since I don't really need all this makeup but the guy who was doing me thought i needed plumper lips. So.. My motto is never to mess with perfection. And so from 5am to 1.30pm, i sat and waited for my scene to be shot. That's right. 8 hours of my life that I would never get back. I knew this would happen. Since when were shoots ever on time? But I am professional. So i waited and never complained. The best part, I did not even know what I was supposed to do for my scene. So I had no chance to rehearse.
When my turn came, I found out to my horror that I had to conduct games with little children!! OHMYGOD!! I had to pretend to like children and smile for all I was worth. This was definitely karma biting back at me. I was like damn. Everyone of my friends who got selected for the commercial had easy roles. Just walking by with their trolley bags, or group poses, or just mingling with passengers. But ME?! Noooooo.. MINE had to be with children, singing and dancing. Lord. Have mercy on my soul.
After about 5 or 6 takes. I was done. Thank God no more kids. No more singing. No more fake smiles. It was a test of my strength. God knows how much of the footage would actually be used. Probably just about 5 seconds worth. I was congratulated on a job well done. I said goodbye. And left. Tired. Thank God for makeup otherwise the bags and dark circles on my eyes would have been screaming for attention. So, people. Look for me on a tv near you soon. And please, i don't do autographs.
So anyway, my role call was at 5am. This meant I had to be up at 2.30am. And who on earth wakes up at 2.30?! I was already cursing. It was something that I would be doing for the rest of the day. My make up was done in 15 minutes. It could have been shorter since I don't really need all this makeup but the guy who was doing me thought i needed plumper lips. So.. My motto is never to mess with perfection. And so from 5am to 1.30pm, i sat and waited for my scene to be shot. That's right. 8 hours of my life that I would never get back. I knew this would happen. Since when were shoots ever on time? But I am professional. So i waited and never complained. The best part, I did not even know what I was supposed to do for my scene. So I had no chance to rehearse.
When my turn came, I found out to my horror that I had to conduct games with little children!! OHMYGOD!! I had to pretend to like children and smile for all I was worth. This was definitely karma biting back at me. I was like damn. Everyone of my friends who got selected for the commercial had easy roles. Just walking by with their trolley bags, or group poses, or just mingling with passengers. But ME?! Noooooo.. MINE had to be with children, singing and dancing. Lord. Have mercy on my soul.
After about 5 or 6 takes. I was done. Thank God no more kids. No more singing. No more fake smiles. It was a test of my strength. God knows how much of the footage would actually be used. Probably just about 5 seconds worth. I was congratulated on a job well done. I said goodbye. And left. Tired. Thank God for makeup otherwise the bags and dark circles on my eyes would have been screaming for attention. So, people. Look for me on a tv near you soon. And please, i don't do autographs.
Friday, September 08, 2006
beautiful
I was having a conversation with Paris Hilton the other day about being hot and sexy and turning people on. We agreed that we can't help being who we are. We were given these hot looks and we just flaunt what we have. Most of the time without even trying. Alot of you reading this can get where I'm coming from and for those of you who don't, well..
Some of us are born to make heads turn no matter what we do or how oogly we try to look. People still look at us. It's the aura we present. Personally, when I hit the gym, i do not look like the star I am when I'm out. With my hair ungelled and my clothes so loose and ugh but for some reason, i still get hit on from both sexes. Why? Paris says it's about the confidence you bring to a room. People feel it and are immediately attracted to it. But I tend to disagree on it somewaht. Sometimes, being gorgeous and confident can be intimidating to other people. Immediately you are branded a snob and shallow just becos the other people do not dare talk to you. They assume you must be highly pretentious becos of how u look.
Paris has this to say..
Everybody’s looking at me
But it’s alright I like attention
The clubs not hot until I walk through
They stop and stare and watch me move
Like damn I like that
I’m sexy and you know it
And it's true. I like the attention I get. And I'm not afraid to admit it. Most people get nervous when people stare or look at them. Not me. I get nervous when people don't look. I'm like, "WAIT a minute.. Something's not right here."
Paris added..
Girls and boys are looking at me
I can’t blame them ‘cause I’m sexy
Don’t care who's watching me
I do just what I want
Just cause i dance with you
Don’t mean your gettin some
True. Just bcause I'm paying you a little attention, don't mean you're getting lucky. Everyone can identify with this right? But what I'm trying to say is.. It's not easy being beautiful. You have a certain expectation to live up to. And the public is very keen on bringing you down on the slightest mistake you do becos you are constantly in the spotlight. Again, alot of you can identify with me.
But sometimes, it does get tiring to dress up and go out all the time and the truly beautiful know that you are beautiful even with hair down and you are wearing rags. I have on few occassions gone out of my house in my tartiest tank tops and slinky shorts and unruly hair to grab a quick ice cream or magazine. But somehow or rather, i always bump into people i know. People whom i do not want to be seen wearing what i'm wearing! And i always curse myself! But it's the law of the jungle. So i just rejoice in knowing that no matter how unpretty i may look, I still look better than average. Paris couldn't agree more.
Okay.. beautiful people. Til the next post!
Some of us are born to make heads turn no matter what we do or how oogly we try to look. People still look at us. It's the aura we present. Personally, when I hit the gym, i do not look like the star I am when I'm out. With my hair ungelled and my clothes so loose and ugh but for some reason, i still get hit on from both sexes. Why? Paris says it's about the confidence you bring to a room. People feel it and are immediately attracted to it. But I tend to disagree on it somewaht. Sometimes, being gorgeous and confident can be intimidating to other people. Immediately you are branded a snob and shallow just becos the other people do not dare talk to you. They assume you must be highly pretentious becos of how u look.
Paris has this to say..
Everybody’s looking at me
But it’s alright I like attention
The clubs not hot until I walk through
They stop and stare and watch me move
Like damn I like that
I’m sexy and you know it
And it's true. I like the attention I get. And I'm not afraid to admit it. Most people get nervous when people stare or look at them. Not me. I get nervous when people don't look. I'm like, "WAIT a minute.. Something's not right here."
Paris added..
Girls and boys are looking at me
I can’t blame them ‘cause I’m sexy
Don’t care who's watching me
I do just what I want
Just cause i dance with you
Don’t mean your gettin some
True. Just bcause I'm paying you a little attention, don't mean you're getting lucky. Everyone can identify with this right? But what I'm trying to say is.. It's not easy being beautiful. You have a certain expectation to live up to. And the public is very keen on bringing you down on the slightest mistake you do becos you are constantly in the spotlight. Again, alot of you can identify with me.
But sometimes, it does get tiring to dress up and go out all the time and the truly beautiful know that you are beautiful even with hair down and you are wearing rags. I have on few occassions gone out of my house in my tartiest tank tops and slinky shorts and unruly hair to grab a quick ice cream or magazine. But somehow or rather, i always bump into people i know. People whom i do not want to be seen wearing what i'm wearing! And i always curse myself! But it's the law of the jungle. So i just rejoice in knowing that no matter how unpretty i may look, I still look better than average. Paris couldn't agree more.
Okay.. beautiful people. Til the next post!
rock the boat
Okay.. Honestly I am quite sick of all this thrash talk about TomKat's lil baby girl. It used to be fun in the beginning when people were speculating about whether Katie was really pregnant and whether it was all a publicity stunt AND Lord knows I was one of them who helped fuel the fires that were burning Tom's image. I got really sick and tired of him after his Oprah stunt and after watching MI3, I realized this dude is waaaaaaaay over rated. Sure, he's gorgeous and all but homeboy needs to get a reality check. Notice how his roles are all powerful I AM MAN kind of roles. This is to counteract his lack of height ;)
And then of course, Suri was born and the whole Scientiology thing got blown out of proportions. From all the rules and regulations to the damn weird rituals. I mean, seriously Tom.. eating the placenta? The press and the public just went mad with all these freakiness. And it seriously didn't help that no one saw Suri for the first few months. And her existence was even questioned. Again, I am guilty of that.
But today, photos of her have been published and I must admit, she is one cute baby. Cute lil girl. So adorable. Come now disbelievers, and leave the fact that she has Tom Cruise for a father and look at that cute cherub face. So innocent and just calling you to hold her. Yea.. so Suri does exist and whether or not Tom and Kat is her parents does not matter. Because we all know he prefers his partners slightly manly. Check her out.
And then of course, Suri was born and the whole Scientiology thing got blown out of proportions. From all the rules and regulations to the damn weird rituals. I mean, seriously Tom.. eating the placenta? The press and the public just went mad with all these freakiness. And it seriously didn't help that no one saw Suri for the first few months. And her existence was even questioned. Again, I am guilty of that.
But today, photos of her have been published and I must admit, she is one cute baby. Cute lil girl. So adorable. Come now disbelievers, and leave the fact that she has Tom Cruise for a father and look at that cute cherub face. So innocent and just calling you to hold her. Yea.. so Suri does exist and whether or not Tom and Kat is her parents does not matter. Because we all know he prefers his partners slightly manly. Check her out.
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
another year older
I am officially 24 years old!!
Saying it loud and saying it proud!! Never before have i disclosed my age with so much gusto but this time, this year, I've decided my life's too precious to be secrective and ashamed. I am unashamed! I am 24!!
To celebrate it, I had a small get-together in Zouk the other night. Just a few of my closest friends and people I enjoy being with to help me celebrate me turning another year older. And it was a BLAST!!
Such an awesome night dancing and drinking! And the fact that it was also MamboJumbo night, I was in heaven!! Madonna, Kylie, Janet, Justin, Whitney, everyone was there with me! Such a blast! By midnight, I was a goner. Piss drunk. Couldn't feel my legs, kept on falling on people, and i swear i could not feel the area above my eyes. It was like emptiness there.
But it was a good feeling. Laughing and letting go and dancing up a storm. And of course, i did a cardinal sin. I mixed my drinks. And it really didn't help that most of it, i was drinking neat. But am quite proud of the fact that i didn't throw up. The music was really good. All music I grew up with and the company that night was brilliant. All people I love and cherish.
Seriously such a fun night. Of course, fun cannot come without a little bit of drama ;) Kisses, puking, shameless flirting. All part and parcel of fun. The hangover the next day was amazingly BAD!! Head was punding and pounding. It was worth it though. Had such a fun loving time. Really wished my other heartbeat who is somewhere in Australia was there to celebrate with me too.
Thank you all who came. Thank you all for the hugs and kisses. You rock my world. Here's a little post birthday shoot. The photographer shall remain a mystery :)
Saying it loud and saying it proud!! Never before have i disclosed my age with so much gusto but this time, this year, I've decided my life's too precious to be secrective and ashamed. I am unashamed! I am 24!!
To celebrate it, I had a small get-together in Zouk the other night. Just a few of my closest friends and people I enjoy being with to help me celebrate me turning another year older. And it was a BLAST!!
Such an awesome night dancing and drinking! And the fact that it was also MamboJumbo night, I was in heaven!! Madonna, Kylie, Janet, Justin, Whitney, everyone was there with me! Such a blast! By midnight, I was a goner. Piss drunk. Couldn't feel my legs, kept on falling on people, and i swear i could not feel the area above my eyes. It was like emptiness there.
But it was a good feeling. Laughing and letting go and dancing up a storm. And of course, i did a cardinal sin. I mixed my drinks. And it really didn't help that most of it, i was drinking neat. But am quite proud of the fact that i didn't throw up. The music was really good. All music I grew up with and the company that night was brilliant. All people I love and cherish.
Seriously such a fun night. Of course, fun cannot come without a little bit of drama ;) Kisses, puking, shameless flirting. All part and parcel of fun. The hangover the next day was amazingly BAD!! Head was punding and pounding. It was worth it though. Had such a fun loving time. Really wished my other heartbeat who is somewhere in Australia was there to celebrate with me too.
Thank you all who came. Thank you all for the hugs and kisses. You rock my world. Here's a little post birthday shoot. The photographer shall remain a mystery :)
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