We Are One (Ole Ola)

It's another World Cup year and the official song has started making it's rounds, and the whistling bit is already stuck in my head! Samba time!

Piqued Curiosity

Had the TV on while I was blogging when the trailer for this movie came on, and it got me wondering if it would be as good as the Fast & Furious movies. Also how far it would go as Electronic Arts had come up with so many versions of the Need For Speed game. Here's the trailer; part of which I saw on TV to promoting it's cinema release this week.

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LIstening Pleasure

Just heard this version of "Stay", originally sung by Rihanna, whom I find has a irritatingly nasal voice. This cover , done by 30 Seconds To Mars is waaaaaaaay better, at least to my ears.

Enjoy

Thirty Seconds To Mars - Stay (Rihanna) in the Live Lounge

Day 13 - Favourite Music Video

It's the music video for the song "Telephone" by Sheena Easton which I saw over 20 years ago and loved it as I found it rather funny.

Maybe it was also the fact that I was into the Addams Family at that point, but it's funny how a vampire actually can be afraid of a woman who is angry about calls not answered.

The strange things that amuse me.

Day 10 - Favourite Musical Famale Artiste

This one was easy - Christina Aguilera.

She was the best voice of the bunch that included Britney Spears and Jessica Simpson who all decided that the late 1990's was the best time to break out into the music scene. Even though the music videos, and some songs were just cheesy then, her Stripped album was a whole lot better, probably because she had a lot more freedom with the songs. That's also when one of my favourite songs, Beautiful, was released. Now I'm getting hooked to the song Express from the movie Burlesque - that I sooooo want to watch.

Day 7 - Favourite Musical Male Artiste

I couldn't think of one person I could put in this post until Christmas eve, when I watched some Christmas special mom put on, and I could just let it go on, disappointed when it ended. It probably would shock quite a few people to say that I enjoy listening to Andrea Bocelli, but I guess his voice is pleasant and I could listen to him singing till I fall asleep.

It was quite obvious that day when mom played U2's concert, and after 10 minutes, I asked if there was something better to entertain me while I prepared food. Then she put the Christmas special on, and while she went to relax with the music playing, I enjoyed the music while cutting veggies. That's until this part of the show came on, and I had to stop as it was just tooooooo cute to just listen to.

And this is one of the few songs I can keep listening to over and over again as it is definitely much better than the original.

Day 5 - Favourite Theme Song From A Movie

The one that best fits the movie would probably have to be Roy Orbison's 'Pretty Woman' in the movie with the very same name. Other than it being catchy and a really fun song to play on Band Hero/Rock Band, it actually fit the movie rather well, unlike most theme songs these days that just seem to be aural stimuli to the action the eyes are taking in.

Go watch the video and sing along:

Pretty woman, walking down the street

Pretty woman, the kind I like to meet

Pretty woman

I don't believe you, you're not the truth

No one could look as good as you

Mercy

Pretty woman, won't you pardon me

Pretty woman, I couldn't help see

Pretty woman

That you look lovely as can be

Are you lonely just like me

Wow

Pretty woman, stop a while

Pretty woman, talk a while

Pretty woman, give your smile to me

Pretty woman, yeah yeah yeah

Pretty woman, look my way

Pretty woman, say you'll stay with me

'Cause I need you, I'll treat you right

Come with me baby, be mine tonight

Pretty woman, don't walk on by

Pretty woman, don't make me cry

Pretty woman, don't walk away, hey...okay

If that's the way it must be, okay

I guess I'll go on home, it's late

There'll be tomorrow nigh, but wait

What do I see

Is she walking back to me

Yeah, she's walking back to me

Oh, oh, Pretty woman

You Don't Know Me

It came clear after someone I know told me to watch this video, and that after watching the video, it would change the way I think.

Once u click on the link to the video, you will notice the write-up on the contents of the video. At this point, I ask that someone how it would change my way of thinking and the answer was: "It'll teach you not to judge people by the way they look".

Now if you look back at the video, you realise that the lady under scrutiny looks a little on the nutty side, but who ever said nutty people had no talent? And to think that it was on Britain's Got Talent, the same place that opened the door to stardom for Paul Potts, shouldn't the people already learn not to judge people by their looks? The very reason such shows were made were for people like them, for people that talent scouts would not take a second look at because they can't see past the facade that will be a marketing nightmare.

So I'm not irritated or pissed off that this person thinks I judge books by their covers - which is something I actually do... literally... with books. But I realised how much this person knows me, and yet the person calls me a friend. So I'm not an angel and will not say that I will NEVER judge people by their looks... but I do have a good sense of the type of person is from the first look. I would give people a 2nd chance (maybe another day, maybe the day itself), but if that holds true to the first impression then I guess the person has a lot of work to do to change my mind. Just like how I kinda have to put my foot down on not clubbing with certain people because they've not only pissed me off twice with their stupid idea of fun, they've actually pissed other friends off as well.

But back to this person not knowing me. This isn't the first time that this sorta thing has happened. No.... the last time was insulting me by thinking that my wardrobe needed to be updated or restyled. So I was wearing some of my worse-looking clothes that day...but seriously, a tank top and track pants aren't any better. What makes you think that just because I've come out to meet up with someone I haven't seen in a while, that I'd dress up in my Sunday best? How does catching up with someone in a shopping centre require me to wear something I'd wear to the office? And let me just say again... a tank top and track pants and you're interested to change my wardrobe?

Another thing is I also didn't know catching up required me to literally play catch up with you around the shopping centre... just because you've decided to walk briskly around the place, almost like a headless chicken, visiting the same place over and over again. Now I'm not sure if it was because you were trying to get the attention of some guy you saw earlier, or was it the fact that you needed to take a shit but can't do it out of your own home and was trying to hold your shit in.

I guess next time, keep your shit in, including the one in your head that is about to spew out of your mouth.

A Night @ The Supper Club Singapore

My sis decided to make a reservation for the 2 of us at the SupperClub this evening, and heck, dinner with just my sis to bitch with... hell yes! After all the trouble of confirming the reservation, and finding the entrance to the place, we finally got there... not too early but still not the first. We were brought to our table, which was a tiny setting on a bed with loads of pillows. I think we got the best bed of the night, facing the bar and not some couple trying to eat each other while waiting for the food.

But after waiting about an hour, I was getting hungry and wine alone wasn't something that goes well with an empty stomach. Plus the constant, yet pathetic, attempts at flirting with the waiter from the girls on the next bed was getting irritating.

Soon the first course was served, and it was a nice start to the evening, a simple pumpkin soup with bacon bits (I think). I wish I had a bigger portion (so I can have soup and bread for a meal and be happy...) but the bed on our left had to have like 10 people in their party (like that actually mattered). It was followed by a roast beef dish, with potato gratin and vegetable bitties. The dinner was finished off with a simple banana and cream layered between puff pastry fingers.

Table Of Pillows... Perfect!

Just before the dessert was served, there was a pleasant, and strange, surprise performance but a single bald dancer. I was actually stopped mid-sentence and just stared at a strange figure coming into the room to Britney Spears' Womanizer. The blad guy had a really shiny face, like it was slathered with oil (which we found out mid-dance was actually peel-off face mask), glitter all over, dressed in black with strap-on angel wings, and carried a box of tissues.

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Well after we finished dessert, we just sat there bitching about some things as we finished off the wine. Actually the couple trying to get it on in another bed was turning us off and we decided to head home before any clothes went flying.

It might be a bit pricey, but it's a nice experience, and a really fun way to have dinner.

I Can Lose Almost Anything....

...but one thing I realise I cannot lose is the bunch friends I hold so dear. The group of people who either join me or instigate the craziness that give joy to our drabby lives.

As usual, the mind started racing because of past issues, getting me down, and a friend had to come online to chat, making me realise I need a drink (and a stiff one at that!). Nothing strange really, until the realisation that all the friends I used to party with are gone. Not that they died or anything... they're just no longer within reach. They all used to be a text message away.. "Hey Lox tmr nite, 11pm @ CQ taxi stand?"... and I'd at least get a bunch of people just meeting up and having a good time.

Now this person I was talking to was one of them... and it's not that he doesn't party... it's just that now he gets the party going, and it's just different. So other than Mr DJ there, the best party buddy is now studying in Australia, another moved to the US.... lost in her own woods. Then there is the one I work with... who seems to be growing older than me by the minute... becoming an old fuddy-duddy.

But I guess the worst of all is losing one of the best partying buddies to stupidity. I need someone who can replace the good memories... make better ones so I can forget about the fun I had with the biggest idiot that was once in my life.

Anyone interested?

Worn Out

Funny how things reveal themselves when u can't figure the problem out in your head. For me, it was listening to a song to make me realise why the hell I've been so down and out the past week. At first I thought it was shouldering the burden of other people's problems as I felt like I didn't want, and couldn't listen, to anyone anymore. Even after I griped about it, I didn't feel better and something was still irritating me from within. Then listen to a song and everything floods your mind, telling you what's wrong. Reminders of the past pull you back in time, sometimes good, sometimes bad, and in my case, bittersweet.

One song I haven't heard in a long time, one of the songs I was listening to all the time when the situation got bad. Then it was another song that made me realise what is it about this person that is irritating me. And of all the things I didn't expect, I realised I actually missed the good times. I actually MISS the good old days I had - yapping about life on the Palm, watching countless movies, drinking the night away watching people dance weird, walking without care in the pouring rain - stupid, silly, wastes of time that gave my life a big jolt of fun. Fun which I miss a whole lot. Fun no one else has been able to replace.... YET!

I thought I'd be sad, that I miss the person. But no. I don't miss the person, I miss the fun. I'm angry with the person, for all the bullshit and disrespect. I'm glad that you're out of my life just because you won't be able to cause more shit. But I hate that you decided to end a good friendship when it wouldn't have mattered whichever way she entered the picture. But it was your own stupidity that flushed it down the drain and ur stupidity that made the final cut when it was still hanging by a thread.

Now after realising what the problem was, I know where to go. I might even take this advice that came out in yesterday's IS magazine.

""What makes a river so restful to people is that it doesn't have any doubt," wrote columnist Hal Boyle. "It is sure to get to where it is going, and it doesn't want to go anywhere else." Your assignment for the rest of 2008, Libra, is to do whatever's necessary to make yourself fit this description. The nest eight months will provide unprecedented opportunities to turn yourself into a river flowing toward your destiny with surprisingly sublime freedom." - freewill astrology, Rob Brezsny

I shall be the river and take where my life leads me (and I see a lot of travelling involved).

Funny Commercial

I wonder who came up with the whole idea, probably someone behind the actual commercial, but other than Apple, who actually cares? This is funny... and I'm sure there's someone out there who uses it for just that kind of content. Mine has yet to be filled and I think I'll just add this commercial to the list just for shits and giggles.

Something From My Mailbox

Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.

And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.

And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.

"Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Jim
Just to show that I'm thinking of him."
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.

Around the corner, yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram sir," "Jim died today."
And that's what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.

What Hurts The Most - Rascal Flatts

Remember to always say what you mean.
If you love someone, tell them.
Don't be afraid to express yourself.
Reach out and tell someone what they mean to you.
Because when you decide that it is the right time it might be too late.
Seize the day. Never have regrets.

And most importantly, stay close to your friends and family, for they have helped make you the person that you are today.

Karma's A Bitch

I don't know why you chose the way to do it but I don't think my mom deserved the way she was treated on your very last day with us. She treated you as a guest, almost as she would her own child, and you ungratefully left without saying a word, not even to confirm your departure.

Don't wanna think about it
Don't wanna talk about it
I'm just so sick about it
I can't believe it's ending this way

After all the chances I gave you, you still lied. After all the warnings I gave, you didn't even bother to stop or slow down. You said you wanted to change, to start being the person you want to be, the person that is not your dad, the person you seem to be turning into. Yet given the opportunity time and again, you don't grab it and , instead, run away. After all the help I've been offering, you leave and all that talk about not being able to repay me has just come true. Whatever you do won't change the past... it might help mend the fence but it won't change the fact you broke it with your choices.

Can you tell me is this fair?
Is the way it's really going down?
Is this how we say goodbye?

It's sad that you've changed so much from the person I knew before. I hope deep down inside you're still the best friend I once had and that you meant everything you said then. I hope one day you start being the man that you think you are, or say you are... that you end up keeping the promises you've made.

Shoulda known better when you came around
That you were gonna make me cry
It's breaking my heart to watch you run around
Cause I know that you're living a lie

I hope you hold on to your decision to quit that one bad habit and that it would domino to others. I hope you don't burn any more bridges as you might one day have to cross one you've just burnt. I don't hate you for what you've done... revenge cramps my style. I am, however, disappointed and all I can do is wish you all the best in days to come.

But that's ok baby, cause in time you will find
What goes around, goes around, goes around, comes all the way, back around



Justin Timberlake- What Goes Around... Comes Around

You know where to find me.

Dedicated To One Person Close To Me

Beautiful Liar



Beyonce & Shakira

Bad Day

Where is the moment when needed the most....

Started out as one of those days where I just didn't want to get out of bed and I stayed on it till the very last minute before I dragged myself into the bathroom.

Kick up the leaves and the magic is lost.....

Went to meet my mom for breakfast and she decided to order for me, but ended up missing something in my order which made it harder to eat as fast as I wanted. Almost ended up late to work again but good thing I had a driver who thinks he's a racer. Plus he charged me less than what was stated on the meter - weird bugger.

You tell me your blue skies fade to grey....

Had to work fast because of a sudden crowd and it decided to rain, which meant we had to work faster to get the chairs and menus into shade before they all get wet. All of which leaves me with a soaking wet sleeve and a damp uniform to work in for the rest of the day.

You tell me your passion's gone away....

Was asked to slice the gherkins and I nearly sliced off my finger. Thank goodness for fast reactions, tough nails and rather blunt knives. Furthermore, as I was clearing a table, the container of sauce decided to roll off the plate, spill over the side of the table, drip onto my apron, drop on my shoe and mess up the floor. Another thing was the stupid salad that has to sit in a fried tortilla bowl that wobbles on the plate, and one decided to fall asleep on me, and topple over just as I was about to put it down on the table. More spillage!

And I don't need no carrying on...

My shoe's sole partially gave way. It was squeaking the whole morning and finally when I went on the run to deliver some coffee, it started flapping, irritating me on every step. Then at the point where I was waiting for the escalator to get me to the next level, I used my other foot to help me get rid of the irritating flap, leaving me with half a sole on my right shoe.

Sometimes the system goes on the blink and the whole thing it turns out wrong...

Final blow was when I bent down to get a piece of lime for some idiot's Corona and forgot to pull my pants up which caused the seams at the thigh to rip apart. It felt much cooler under my apron but the question was how I would be going home, or actually going out for dinner, with my pants ripped?

Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day

Bad Day - Daniel Powter

Hot Damn!

I was on Yahoo Answers when I spotted someone asking if anyone knew who this bugger was. If it wasn't for the song her decided to cover, I wouldn't even bother finding out. I love the original classical piece, but this one rocks...literally.

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Missing

Fort Minor - Where'd You Go

And They Played The Wedding March...

Just over a week and it was time to celebrate another wedding anniversary, this time it's my grandparents'.

They also invited a few of their friends to the buffet dinner celebrating this joyous occasion which was held at the Ferntree Cafe in Miramar Hotel.

Watchu Lookin At?

And with any gathering, you can't leave without hearing a story (or two) from Grandma...

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Let me end this with a parting shot of Grandma


Happy Anniversary!

Fun With Tim Tam

New Year's Day marked the arrival of a goofballwho would be known eventually as my new adopted lil brother ,the White Tim Tam* , the person who got songs stuck in your head , the crooner , Mr Xin Nian Kai Da, the very adventurous , the not so lil, Timothy.

White On The Outside....

My sis had basically planned out his whole trip here and the plan for the first night was to let him have dinner at Smith Street a.k.a. Chinatown's Food Street. As always, the unpredictable weather put a dampener on everything, literally, and we ended up at a place that served dim sum. Once we were all filled with the different little dishes, we headed towards Smith Street to give him a glimpse of what he would have had if it wasn't raining. Those who have gone there for dinner would know that there would be a bunch of acrobats performing at the corner and most of us wouldn't give a second glance unless u're a kid, a tourist or a lost Singaporean like my sister.

Go Tim... Go Tim... It's Ur Birthday... Well Almost


Dim Sum Anyone?


Year Of The Doggies Coming Up






Smith Street


Wanna Dance?

The second night was dinner with my sister's ex-classmates and friends. Knowing that I've not been to Blue Ginger, she asked if I'd like to tag along and did you think I said no? Anyhooo... the dinner looked like it was the battle of the boobs, with Tim being one of the contestants. After that it was fun at Balaclava to celebrate 2006 (a day late aren't they?), but more likely just to get a bit of alcohol in their systems. Tim also decided to test the waterproofing of my camera in the ice bucket.

Whose Boobs?







The Blue Ginger




Sambal Belacan, Kueh Pie Tie, Tiger Beer, Achar
YUM!


Cendol & Sago Gula Melaka With Sea Coconut


With A Spoon....


Right From The Bowl...


Balaclava


Happy New Year....




Classy...


Macho


Errrrm....


The Wind Blew And...



View From Ice Bucket

The next time I see him is for dinner at Geylang and our first trip to Ministry Of Sound. That night we were taken on a tour by Geylang sewer rat, Marc, who brought us through the rather dodgy streets lined with prostitutes just waiting to grab Tim's hand. We also brought him for a really interesting dinner of frog's leg porridge and oyster omelette, with durian, rambutan, mangosteen and coconut for dessert. With all that junk in our stomachs, we were off to party at MOS.

Frogs With Spring Onion & Ginger


Frogs With Dried Chilli & Spring Onion


Plain Old Porridge

Oyster Omelette

The Other CMW


Geylang Sewer Rat & Alcoholic?

The night before my sis and Tim leave for their tour of Malaysia and Thailand, we gave him a short tour of Little India and got some sweets for him to try. Since we were in the vacinity, we had some Indian food at The Banana Leaf Apolo restaurant along Race Course Road. Although the best dish there would have been the fish head curry, we didn't want to kill ourselves finishing just that one dish while we could enjoy a bunch more. Right after, we were off to get Tim's stuff from the 7th Storey Hotel and get him settled at our place so they could leave togerther in the morning. I'm not sure how Tim could sleep with a furry little friend demanding attention from him almost every minute.

The Banana Leaf Apolo Restaurant












Vegetable Pakora


Mixed Grilled Tandoori


Palak Paneer


Mutton Masala




All Together


Indian Sweets




Old Skool Elevator




Cheery Lift Attendant

When the two of them get back from their trip, Tim decided to make himself our adopted brother, giving us the right to torture him. Well if you're going to live with us for the next few days, you'll get some sisterly love as well. By this time, he was quite good at using chopticks, holding them the proper way too! Later that night he became the entertainer for my cousin who thoroughly enjoyed every minute Tim was around.

Napping On My Lap


Dead Tired...


Say Ahhhh!

Dinner this time was at Pasir Panjang Food Centre, with shellfish, snails and sting ray for dinner. I think Tim got scared at what he might have to gobble down and opted for a very safe chicken fried rice, which turned out to be the worst thing on the table that night. The great thing about Tim is that he's willing to try anything once, and sometimes twice, like in the case of the stubborn snail. After all the training for Fear Factor, we got some yummy, crispy, fried balls of ice cream.

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Dinner @ Pasir Panjang


Blood Cockles


Dog Conchs


Snails

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1st Attempt With Stubborn Snail

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Was It Nice?




Very Happy Here..








Look At His Tongue....

For the last day he was with us, my sis and I got into a cheeky mood and took a shot of Tim in the shower, and getting a nice shot without having to censor anything. We then made our way to the airport to see Tim off to the next leg of his world tour but discover that his flight had been delayed 8 hours! Not bothered to go back to the city even for free lodging and a meal, we stayed around the airport, taking more pictures, mucking around and having one last friendly battle.

I'm Gonna Wash That Man
Right Out Of My Hair....

Being Dainty?


You Need A New Style

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Oh Stop It You 2



Have Fun Gang Green Boy!