living in a facade

round and round the garden

2010-04-01T00:01:00.003+08:00

Last Friday, we went to Singapore's 1st Rock n Roots Festival, featuring the likes of Buddy Guy and The Gipsy Kings. The boy was fairly excited to see Buddy play in the legendary way that he does. He hardly seemed to be a 70 over year old guy at the rate he was hitting the strings on his guitar.

Also featured were the Bueno Vista Social Club, and to be honest, I wasn't totally excited when they got on stage. I'll be the first to admit I didn't have the slightest idea who they were, but the kind of music they played was simply hard for me to appreciate. To add to our entertainment, we had a bunch of show-offs who obviously went to the the fest simply to show off their Salsa dance moves. I wouldn't call it dancing, more moving, in a choreographed manner really.

The festival was held at the Marina Promenade, just behind the Singapore Flyer. The area dedicated to it was a lot smaller than I was used to, of course it's a much smaller scale than the West Coast Blues and Roots. For the price, the latter is much more worth it of course. But I shall not complain or compare.

These photos were taken from my humble iPhone camera. As trend would have it, once again I left my memory card at home while happily carrying around my camera. Smart innit?

Double exposure on the Night Camera application.

Our view as the sun set, pretty stunning I reckon.

hello, my name is Surely. how do you do.

2010-03-29T23:08:00.004+08:00

A couple of days ago, I get a call on my Australian mobile at ten in the morning, which was strange considering everyone knew I was back in Singers. Apparently, the alarm had gone off in the garage. Strange, I thought, perhaps it was another one of those damned spiders that loved to hide behind the sensors.

Oh how wrong I was. What happened was this.

Sometimes when my sis has people over, her dog comes to ours and "house-sits" in the backyard. Unfortunately, this time no one was home and poor Scout probably had no one to howl and whine to and got a bit of an anxiety attack.

This was his destruction. Amazing.

Oh, FYI, Scout is a Ridgeback and weighs about 50kg. That's massive by any standards. He wags his tail so hard it bruises me sometimes. In saying that though, he's the biggest sook I know with the most irresistable dopey face ever.

That door was due for a change anyway.

I had a dream

2010-03-22T23:56:00.002+08:00

In a blink of an eye, it is already almost the end of March. Before we know it, the days zoom past us without us realising and we're getting ready to celebrate Christmas and New Years. It never ceases to amaze me how quickly times goes by and we hardly stop to notice how things change.

I was reading my old blog, and how differently my lingo was back then. I was calling people "boobs" when now I just called them retarded. You might have to blame Borat for that though. From the moment I heard him say "she is retardation", I seem to take a liking to it. The hype has died down for the so-called native of Kazakhstan (of which I briefly considered going on a holiday to), and so I reduced it to retard.

I used to refer to a group of people as "y'all" and typed "gawd" instead of "God". My my, how things change.

I miss Uni days where my daily concern was where the next party was gonna be at, and how much money I have left over for my weekly booze. Sundays were usually left for lazing and taking care of pounding heads. I was lucky enough to never get hangovers. I still don't get them, but the alcohol consumption has slowed down considerably.

Somethings, however, never seem to change. I have been lucky enough to say I've solid friendships with people who have made a great impact on my life. Luckier than that, we still keep in contact and have a good laugh every now and then through the help of the big Ws. Everyday I count my blessings and thank god, for all the changes in my life, friendships remain the same.

How has life changed for you in the last five years?

As far as the oceans put us apart,
Across the mountains, across the trees,
You'll always remain special in my heart.

Mom likes it Orchestrates

2010-03-16T17:02:00.001+08:00

I asked my mom to email me a letter to M1, authorizing them to port over my number to Singtel.

This was so funny I had to capture it for all to see. A classic mom moment.

Now if only Singtel were actually smart enough, they would.

You make me wanna

2010-03-11T20:34:00.002+08:00

I was in an Asian store in Perth, walking around trying to decide which yummy nom noms I was gonna fill my pantry with when I came upon this. LOVER CHIPS? How appropriate for Valentine's Day I thought. Wondering more about it and which asian factory it came from, I picked it up and realised this:

*picture to be re-inserted soon*

Oops my bad. Explains the four leaf clover down the bottom of the packet. Needless to say, it was not on my list of yummy nom noms.

Speaking of clovers, St Pat's day is next week and I'm glad tradition still stands and I won't be missing celebrations! Don't ask me what exactly we celebrate, but in true Aussie spirit I simply reply: "I dunno, it's another good reason to drink though."

Yam seng!

Homecoming

2010-03-10T11:00:00.000+08:00

I'm back. Back in Stinkers-land. I'm not sure how i feel just yet, everyone's been asking me "Are you excited?!?!". My answer is always the same, half and half. I'm now sitting at Starbucks soaking it all in, it feels like an out of body experience. Maybe it's the lack of sleep talking, but it doesn't feel like I'm actually here. Weird yes, I have long established my profound weirdness with my friends.

Starbucks is insanely noisy, but it's far to hot to sit at one of the tables outside. Hot air rising from the ground, plus humidity and rain is not a good combination. Most people may think we look forward to rain here but trust me, it's wayyyyy worse after the rain subsides.

I think everything will hit me in one go only two months later. Maybe after the apartment is ready and I'm working 9-5 (I wish) like a typical person, squishing day after day on public transport systems. I miss my car already. Call me lazy, but one cannot be more lazy than Singaporeans. At the airport this morning, a lady honked our car out of the way because she had to park as close as possible to the entrance, despite an abundance of parking lots available. 2 cars is a HUGE walking distance apparently. And my friends called me lazy for driving to Uni. Hahaha.

Ok I'm gonna keep soaking up the absurdity of Singapore and try not to kill anyone in the process.

Love.

xox

Dad's a bit of a fogey

2010-02-27T20:43:00.003+08:00

Me: Are you watching the Mardi Gras?

Dad: Ya, why?

Me: Why are you watching the Mardi Gras?

Dad: What's wrong with watching Mardi Gras? Isn't it like a festival? Nice what.

Me: Yes, but this is the Gay and Lesbian Mardi Gras.

Dad: Huh? No what.

Commentator: ".......in support of the Gay and Lesbian Mardi Gras........"

Dad: Argh! I don't want to watch this rubbish. *click*

Jack and Jill bounced down the hill

2010-02-27T19:20:00.008+08:00

I remember having a conversation with someone and she asked if I knew where to go to roll down the hill in a big bouncy bubble thing. For the life of me I cannot remember who someone is, and whether this person is from Australia or Singapore. I was watching a show online and came across said "big bouncy bubble thing". This activity that requires you to bounce down a hill is called "Zorbing".

I think there are a few different kinds. The one above has water on the inside and you're kinda free to roll around on the inside, which to me = OUCH. The other kind you're strapped in and you have to hold on to these grips. Both sound just as dizzyfying.

I remember seeing this for the first times years ago on tv and I thought that it was the worst thing you could do to yourself. This of course came from the girl who thought rollercoaster rides were a nightmare, plus I'm claustrophobic. The latter still exists but I'm up for a thrill or two these days and I can't wait to try it out!

The one in Singapore is called ZOVbing. Don't ask me why. Apparently they've got super cool ones that allow you to "walk on water". Like so:

I checked out the prices, all set in my mind that I was gonna organise this wayyyy cool outing for my friends and I. That's where things come to a halt. What do you mean I have to pay $50 for 2 rolls? TWO damn miserable rolls down the hill, of which I still have to physically climb up after a massive roll down?

You know, it is free to roll down a hill - without a big bouncy bubble thing. It is just as dizzyfying. I think I will stick to that.

i want i want i want

2010-02-26T21:45:00.004+08:00

I saw these babies in the shops today. It screamed at me from the glass display, each one vying for my undivided attention. Guess what? It sure got my attention. And my sister's.

Prettyyyyy colours! I can barely decided which I want because I want them ALL!

Can someone bring Santa in early please?

Keeping up with gadgets

2010-02-21T23:11:00.006+08:00

Every time I go for to the beach, a picnic or a barbeque, it is essential to have music to set the tone, otherwise it's just plain boring. And with me I bring around my ever-so-trusted "box" that plays my tunes AND keeps my iPhone safe from the sun, sand and wind. Someone is always bound to ask me "Where did you get that??". That refers to this:

The radio looking thing with the knobs, not the apple core, silly. Isn't it the cutest thing in the world?!

I saw someone else with it when I was at the beach once, and I thought it was the coolest retro looking radio ever. Then I got a surprise when she opened it up like a tupperware container! See that little flap looking thing at the side? There's one on the top and on each side, it opens up and inside is where you connect your iPod. It also connects discmans and walkmans but since I doubt anyone in this day and age still uses one, let's move on.

I LOVE it sooooo much cuz my dearest iPhone is protected when I'm at the beach and don't have to worry about the sand. Everyone always asks me where I got it, so here is where you can get it. The place I originally got it from doesn't sell it anymore.

It has FM and AM radio too and the volume goes up pretty loud, unlike those other speakers that don't do shit when you're outdoors. I know it's not Bose, but you also don't have to pay Bose money for it.

I just wanna share some other cool stuff I came across:

This is awesome if you work at an office and someone always nicks your mug and you can never find it when you're in bad need of a cuppa!

OMG. A commando rubber band gun! Imagine if you had this when you were a kid, you would have been GOD. Terrorising the streets with your rubber bands without having to worry about shooting yourself in the eye.

I WANT.

You can find them at latestbuy.com.au. They've got a heap of awesome stuff there you always wished existed. Gotta love it.

I am such a fan

2010-02-18T16:04:00.004+08:00

I was blog cruising the other day and came upon one that I can't stop reading. Some of you may have seen part of it in the previous post about Victoria's Secret in Singapore. Megan's not famous (I don't think), and I doubt she earns much from blogging, but I love her point of view on things. She's an American who is/was trying to adapt to life in Singapore and the way our extremely bizarre society works.

Her take on things are a humourously accurate portrayal of life on that eccentric island a lot of us call home.

Because I am such a fan, I kept reading "older posts" to keep myself entertained and try not to feel like too much of an online stalker. What? Blogs are meant to be read. I came upon this one post that was super wordy which made me wanna stop reading, but upon skimming through the short bullet points, I realised how hilarious the post was. I started from the beginning and laughed my ass off till there was no more (yeah right).

I HAD to share this with you. Too funny.

Here's an excerpt if too many words turn you off and you decide to skip it:

"- The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to finish a text. While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and I instinctively swerved to avoid it...thanks Mario Kart."

You cannot tell me this has NEVER occurred to you before. Too true. Too funny.

Thoughts from 25-35 year olds

posted by John S.

-I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.

-More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves me.

-Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.

-I don't understand the purpose of the line, "I don't need to drink to have fun." Great, no one does. But why start a fire with flint and sticks when they've invented the lighter?

-Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.

-I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.

-Is it just me, or are 80% of the people in the "people you may know" feature on Facebook people that I do know, but I deliberately choose not to be friends with?

-Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn't work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ's. We just figured it out. Today's kids are soft.

-There is a great need for sarcasm font.

-Sometimes, I'll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what was going on when I first saw it.

-I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I'm still the only one who really, really gets it.

-How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?

-I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.

- I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.

-The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to finish a text.

- A recent study has shown that playing beer pong contributes to the spread of mono and the flu. Yeah, if you suck at it.

- LOL has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".

- I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.

- Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron test is absolutely petrifying.

- Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart".

- How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?

- I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a jerk from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!

- Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in' examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)..ummm...Goonies"

-What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?

- While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and I instinctively swerved to avoid it...thanks Mario Kart.

- MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.

- Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.

- I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.

-Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.

-I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.

- Bad decisions make good stories

-Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if I do!

- Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier & sluttier every year?

-If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.

-Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be a problem....

-You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything productive for the rest of the day.

-Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.

-There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.

-I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.

- "Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever.

-I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching TV. There's so much pressure. 'I love this show, but will they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren't watching this. It's only a matter of time before they all get up and leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?'

-I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Dammit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?

- I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.

-When I meet a new girl, I'm terrified of mentioning something she hasn't already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.

-I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.

-Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles...

- As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.

-Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.

-It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.

-I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.

-Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn't know what do to with it.

-Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, hitting the G-spot, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I’d bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time...

-My 4-year old son asked me in the car the other day "Dad what would happen if you ran over a ninja?" How the hell do I respond to that?

-It really pisses me off when I want to read a story on CNN.com and the link takes me to a video instead of text.

-I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.

Hello Miss Victoria, please can you share your secret?

2010-02-17T21:46:00.006+08:00

Oh. My. God. Imagine my excitement when I was blog surfing and came upon a post that showed photos of the phenomenal lingerie store in Singapore!

I have been DYING to entire one of these stores since I first put one of their bras on, and as I scrolled through the photos, I was imagining myself in bra heaven. No more hoping that something would fit, no more huge shipping fees!

Alas, my happiness was short-lived.

I had to do a double-bloody-take. "THERE IS NOT ONE BRA TO BE SEEN ANYWHERE"?? Erm, HELLO! Victoria's Secret was introduced as, I quote, "The famous lingerie retailer". Lingerie - women's underwear. Underwear = knickers and BRAS. Do you understand?? Clearly the person who opened VS in Singapore thought up this sick joke to taunt and tease us poor women.

Look, I can live without the VS luggage tags, pyjama tops and bottoms, or those bloody keychains. The bras, which are paramount to most women, are a complete necessity.

Pfft.

For those still interested, Victoria's Secret store in Singapore is located in the Singapore Resort World, or the IR (see previous post) or something or other.

I Just Can't Get Enough

2010-02-17T12:12:00.006+08:00

Singapore is becoming the "IT" place to be, no I don't mean IT as in I-T. I mean "it". The casino has opened it's door and we can now be the gambling hub of SEA. Although I don't think locals are encouraged at all to gamble.

The Casino, otherwise known as the Integrated Resort, opened it's doors a week before Chinese New Year. Extremely appropriate so people can spend their ang bao money there! The resort is also known by it's abbreviated name, "IR". When I first heard people talking about the IR, i thought they were referring to "Inland Revenue". Don't ask me why, but how apt right? Whatever it is, I think it's a shockingly BLAH name.

Seriously, we have all sorts of casinos in the world that have wayyy better names than that. In Australia alone -Burswood, Star Casino, the list goes on. In Singapore, you have to say you are going to IR. Sorry? U-R going to I-R?

Burswood - Perth

Star City - Sydney

I think Singapore's casinos win hands down, there's nothing they didn't think of. It has everything and is MASSIVE. Our tiny little island is going to be filled to the brim with waves of tourists, hoorah for overcrowding!

I digress. Apparently there are FOUR hotels there! Alamak, I am so confused. I thought the resort itself has accommodation, but no, the resort is a resort for hotels. Makes sense? I didn't think so. Crockfords Tower; Hotel Michael; Festive Hotel; and Hard Rock Hotel Singapore, I think I will stay at Hard Rock Hotel. Will this one be Bangla filled as well, like the one in Orchard Road? Crockfords sounds like kitchenware brand, Hotel Michael and Festive Hotel, well what can I say? Hotel 81, Hotel Michael. Frangipani Hotel, Festive Hotel. Hmm. I see a trend. I vote for HRH! So cool.

Actually I had a look photos of the hotel and of course I don't think I can afford a room there at all. It looks very very fancy... :(

Anyway the point of this post is that I am terribly excited to go to Universal Studios! Rollercoaster rides, bring it on! I just need to find peope ballsy enough to go with me. Any takers?

Year of the Tiger, Happy New Year!

2010-02-14T01:36:00.006+08:00

Happy New Year! It's the year of the tiger according to the Chinese calender - a year that many people presumably avoid getting hitched or giving birth, because well you gotta admit, the tiger can be one helluva scary animal.

Most people believe those born in the year of the tiger are extremely fierce and bad tempered people. I cannot agree more. I know of only one person who is born in the year of the tiger and that would be mummy dearest. And hoo-boy did she (still does) have a temper. We fought like cats and dogs when I was growing up, or tiger and rat in our case and still have that occasional verbal disagreement that hits high decibels.

Apparently, the ideal job for those born in the year of the Tiger includes the following:

Entrepreneur, Military officer, Politician, Musician, Writer, Poet, Designer, Theatre director, Stockbroker, Athlete, Film star, Trade union leader, Company director, Stunt person, Explorer, Teacher.

Pretty accurate, mom WAS one of those.....but you can be sure she was far from being a musician or designer, let alone a stunt person. Hehehe.

So anyway, to all of you out there, Happy New Year and may the year ahead be a prosperous and healthy one. 我希望大家回有个新年快乐！共喜发财，身体建康，年年有鱼！

All about the CUPCAKES

2010-02-13T01:32:00.004+08:00

Today I baked my 2nd official batch of chocolate cupcakes. I say official because I actually got paid for it. For $2.50 per cupcake, I make just enough to cover cost and enjoy a small little profit, coffee perhaps? I guess it's harder when I'm not buying supplies at cost. I'm happy to bake though, I'm delighted when I see the expression on a person's face after they've taken that first bite.

They are plain and simple chocolate cupcakes, but made with the highest quality chocolate ever. They are wayyyy too delish to resist, every now and then I pop one in my mouth. My excuse is I need to do a taste test. :) I finally got off my lazy ass to take photos.

My dearest friends Daniel and Sarah are my best supporters (not that the rest of you don't count). I gave them a batch of cupcakes, just for the hell of because I love baking. They loved it so much they started promoting my cupcakes for me. So far, they are my best customers too! These cupcakes were made for Sarah's sis-in-law who's birthday happens to fall on Valentine's Day. Apparently she raves about my cupcakes and had to have them for her birthday. Thank you for your support guys! You are legendary!

The following photos are just some other cupcakes I've baked. I apologise the photos aren't all that great, I just couldn't be bothered after a long day of baking.

Oreo cupcakes with homemade liquid marshmallow icing!

Vegan cupcakes for the niece who is allergic to eggs and nuts. She ate them all but I thought they were putrid and lacked complete taste. I'm a chocolate snob!

I've tried so many flavours and I've got more to go...suggestions anyone? You can be my guinea pigs and be my tasters. :)

The funniest rendition to Without You by M. Carey

2010-02-11T01:28:00.004+08:00

This is seriously the funniest shit I have ever watched! Ken Lee.....

Is this really what English sounds like to non-Native English speakers?

She's much better in the 2nd video, kudos to her for practicing really.

Give it up for KEN LEE!

If you thought "asdkasdlflhkjh" was gibberish, think again.

2010-02-10T18:08:00.013+08:00

Just when you thought people couldn't get any weirder......someone goes and names their child:

"Brfxxccxxmnpcccclllmmnprxvclmnckssqlbb11116"

Now if you, like me, are wondering how on earth this line of utter gibberish should be pronounced,"Brfxxccxxmnpcccclllmmnprxvclmnckssqlbb11116" is pronouced as Albin. Yes you read right, a name that starts with a B-R is pronounced with an A-L.

Thankfully for this child it he wouldn't have to learn how to spell his name. This poor Swedish child's name got rejected in court, and the alternative name they tried to register was "A".

Yes, the letter A we know so well, either as ay or ah. Nadah. You supposed to pronounce is Albin, stoopid. Albin got re-rejected and now the child is called "Icke namngivet gossebarn," which means "unnamed little boy".

Maybe "B" or "A" or "Albin" will grow up to look like one of these guys...

Or perhaps this hunk of a hunk. I wouldn't mind calling him by any name even if it took me 10 minutes to pronounce!

Another name that struck a chord of irony was "Savior God Scientist Allah". He was apparently 16 months old when he died after falling from the 7th Storey. No offence, but I respectfully say, he probably wanted to be God.

More weird names include "Dick Assman", "4Real Superman Wheaton" and "GoldenPalaceDotCom Silverman". You can find out why here.

Megan's Mobile Bathtub Experience

2010-02-09T15:23:00.003+08:00

Ooooh! Most people will say she's SMOKING HOT, and I have to agree, she most definitely is. Despite previous rumours that Megan Fox was a hermaphrodite or tranny, I think they have been put to rest now. I was pretty shocked when I heard that and honestly, I wouldn't have been surprised. I would have like the number of her plastic surgeon if that were the case. Hehehe.

Everyone loves the Transformers star, but I still think it was extremely peculiar that she was running around in the dessert being chased by killer robot aliens in WHITE JEANS. Look I know she's hot and all that, but get real!

Anyway, here she is in an ad for the Superbowl. I'll take the advert, but I still won't buy the phone.

blog posts and their bizarre titles

2010-02-08T18:48:00.006+08:00

I was looking through all my old blog posts, being somewhat hardworking and typing out labels for each post when I came across a post I never wrote. I read the title and I was astounded as to what it meant.

"you've got Butter face, so i'll ride you like a bronco" - this was dated a longgg time ago.

I re-read it about 10 times, trying to search through the timeline of my brain to when I decided to come up with such a ridiculous title. I didn't even know what butter face is, I had to google it to be clear of my own blog post title! Ludicrous!

So after easy googling (which is my answer to everything by the way), this was my answer:

I swear I almost fell off my chair. Holy crap! If you thought that was bad, check this out:

*image taken from www.crazy-jokes.com*

I don't know, but if you ask me, Lady Gaga has butter face.

Okay maybe not as terrible as the first two but you get my drift.

I think Lady Gaga might be the only one I'll choose to ride like a bronco. Go figure. No wonder that post was left blank never to be touched again.

i wanna be a celebrity

2010-02-08T14:49:00.012+08:00

In a very bizarre moment, I was re-enlightened into the Blog world, suddenly hit with a burning passion to revive my blog. I stopped writing because 1) I was lazy, 2) I didn't think anyone was actually reading it, 3) I couldn't think of anything interesting to write. What I didn't realise was number 2 happened because I stopped bloody updating! D'oh?

Everytime inspiration to blog hits an all time low, I decide to change my blog layout and search for hip new skins that are a surefire way to relight my blogging fire. Admittedly, the last pink one was a definite stretch. Pink is so not my colour. Sorta like this:

But okay, the Harajuku ad by Gwen Stefani is actually quite nice. But that's as far as I'll go.

Wild-incantations was in dire need of something new and something fresh, therefore this blog layout. Some say it's a little too simplistic, but I say it's structured. There's nothing I hate more than blogs full of crap in their side bars and what not. Worse than a messy blog are blogs that play shit music the moment you enter. So fear not there will be no background music added here. I kinda like this new skin, it's fresh and easy to navigate. What do you think?

It took me to hell and back trying to edit the html for it to customise it all, but I did it. I have declared myself a HTML GENIUS! On top of that, I managed to somehow translate the Spanish the html codes were written in, with the help of Google Translator of course.

There are lots of sites and articles on how to better your blog, how to increase traffic etc etc.....most of it is pretty obvious, others I had to learn about. This guy Seth wrote 56 tips to get more traffic to your blog.

Helpful or not? You decide. For example, No. 32 - Write about Google.

Google google google google. Google's awesome! It's the answer for everything!

Okay so that's one strike off the list. Next up, No. 38 - Write about blogging. Refer to first paragraph, check!

No. 41 - Post on weekdays, because there are more readers. Also check! Hey, it seems I've got this blogging thing down to a pat! I've crossed out 3 out of 56 on the list, it can only get better right?

So tadah!

Ok, now where's my money for blogging and who's gonna give it to me?

a series of sexual scandals

2010-02-08T12:17:00.012+08:00

Since the beginning of mankind, infidelity has always been an issue, where (mostly) men are not able to keep their pee pees in their pants and maintain monogamous with the woman they promised to be. Call it what you will - adultery, liason, affair, cheating, the bottom line remains the same. Perhaps in the early days of civilisation, it wasn't treated as much of a big deal. Women had no say in matters concerning anything other than that of their womanly duties like cooking, sewing and looking after their children. Their husbands could go of to the community whorehouse while the women picked them off the floor when they got home in a retarded drunken state.

Wham, bang, thank you mam, and a few thousand dollars later, they're off back to their wives.

Today however, men are a little bit smarter (or not) when it comes to sticking it where they will. There is currently a sexual scandal saga going around with the popular men of sport, and it seems we are all far too interested in what goes on in their personal lives. It all started with this man:

*photo courtesy of www.mediaswirl.com*

One of the greatest golfing legends of our time, he won so many tours and championships from such a young age, his talent and skills are hard to dismiss. I will admit he was my biggest idol when I picked up golf. I was so in awe of him, he was all I thought about when I on the course. I would chant "Tiger Woods Tiger Woods Tiger Woods" in my head before I tee-ed off, amazingly enough, I always hit a good ball when I chanted his name. In my eyes, he was THE Golf God. And you know what? He still is.

Things took an about turn when Tiger Woods met with some sort of an accident. It went from utter concern for the golfing legend as to whether he was hurt, to rumours that his wife swung at him with a golf club, to a series of sexcapades with multiple women. Concern went straight down the drain and sure enough, people were hurling insults at him from every direction. That included people who probably didn't give two hoots about Tiger and his golfing career. But oh no, stick your weiner where it don't belong and the world will get on your back.

Seriously, who gives a flying fuck? Sure he slept with around 15 women or so, not including his wife. Sure, he portrays himself as this family man who loves his wife and kids, and that is how the "Tiger Woods" brand is advertised. Which is therefore how he got his sponsors and in turn, a part of all his richness and moneyness.

If you look closely though, the adverts and all that jazz has NOTHING to do with his life as husband and father. Most and almost all adverts has him with a GOLF CLUB, not him hugging his wife or child.

Did his wife, by marrying him, give him the talent to balance a golf ball like that? No. Did his child? No. Did the public? No.

Did we personally take a cut of our pay for him to have the millions that he has? No. Was taxpayers money the result of his talent and skills? No.

I rest my case.

Just cuz we know of who he is does not mean we know who he is. He wants to screw all the other hot women in the world and cheat on his wife, who cares? It's his personal life and although I will agree it is absolutely disgusting, who are we to judge? Would you like to be awesomely great at something where people adore you, but have them also dig right to the very roots of your life? I didn't think so. It might come with the territory, but it doesn't mean we have to uphold it.

So after this whole Tiger saga comes this:

Unless you are a bit of a soccer fan, or pro England football, you might or might not recognise this man. John Terry, now former captain of the English Football team, recently fired as captain because he "poked" a team mate's ex-girlfriend. You might recognise him more with this photo:

I can't really be bothered to go into much detail, if you wanna know more you can read it here. Whatever it is, supposedly Terry paid off Perroncel to keep things mum. Of course that wouldn't work, otherwise he wouldn't be stripped of his Captaincy.

Terry and Woods have been highlights of both television and print news since Tiger was in his accident, surely there are more important things for us to focus our tiny brains on. Like the breaking news of Australian street performer, Chayne Hultgren, set the record today and swallowed 18 72 cm swords at the same time.

*Photo by AAP, taken from 7 news website*

Don't we love the news today?

a brand spanking new blog skin

2010-02-08T00:20:00.002+08:00

In what seems like eternity, I am back to this blog once again. Time passed and you hardly realise 5 years has gone by since something started, and that thing of course, is this blog. Wild Incantations started when University began for me. It was a personal outlet for me to rant, whinge and bitch all I wanted about anything that occurred to me. As the years went by, it seemed to become more of a place where I posted more personal stuff like photographs etc. How times change things. Another year another wrinkle I supposed.

I'd like to think that I've grown some, or maybe a lot. Life has kicked me up and down in the last couple of years, I believe I've come out of it a lot stronger, if not a little more cynical about the world. It's almost hard to believe I used to be a happy-go-lucky kinda girl. I always saw the positive in everything, and at the end of the day, the sun would always be shining. Wahaha. Not anymore. I'm digging my toes in the sand though, and trying hard to evade this hole of negativity. Oops?

I believe most people have dropped off reading this blog but oh well, persevere I shall! Hopefully at some point intellect kicks in and I actually have something proper to blog about. Everything in it's time.

But for now, as always, I shall leave you more photographs!

Location: Foreshores, South Perth
Occasion: Dotty's Birthday (she joined the old club)
Mood: Absolutely raving mad
People involved: Everyone we know plus some.
Theme: Quirky

Let me start by introducing a few of the event's characters to you:

First up we have VIP of the day: Cherry Pop-a-Lot

Clint the Pimp

Pippy No-long-stockings

Retro Girl

The rest included Shrekess (which sounded like Shrek ass), Mr Dorothy the Dinosaur and the English Tiger (?). No one else bothered to dress up all cool like us really.

We try our darnest to be normal - I swear...

... but where's the fun in that?? Grrrr!

And with almost anything these days, an album of photos are NEVER complete without having some jumping shots chucked in there. As you scroll, you will view a series of (failed and successful) jump shots. In my opinion, the men's jump shots were classified as "Epic Fail!".

The Girls - Don't mind my rising dress, no choice in the matter really.

Amy reckons she's looks a bit...erm...spaz.

The boys' completely failed attempt

Success! (This was after a few tries mind you)

All I can say is, we were trying to be creative.

You can't have a birthday without a cake (I did, twice, but who's counting). Lucky Dot had THREE. Well more if you count each cupcake I made.

Cake numero Uno - gotta love the sparklers

Cake numero dos - home made cupcakes made with LOVE!

All for you DOT! :)

you were born in the zoo

2009-07-30T23:11:00.007+08:00

The littlest lovey in my life turned 4 a couple of weeks ago. She can count her age on one hand and already she's shot passed my hips. Her feet are longer than my hands (and I've got big hands) and her speech sounds half adult-ish already. On the up side, the Tasmanian Devil sounds as cute as it looks when called a Tassy Jello.

Caution: Funny photos of the muffin monster to follow

As the girl shows, she's turned 2+2=4

Thought I'd test out my new tripod at an occasion that calls for it. The family + the other side. Some members missing.

We all had to be 2+2=4

Grandmama and Gong Gong

Granddad & Grandma

you're so annoying i'd take a screeching baby over you

2009-06-14T23:15:00.003+08:00

You're so ugly, I'd rather stare at white noise for hours. And to top it off, the sound of white noise is hell better than the sound of your damned voice. Woe be the world who come into contact with you, and the poor pussy whipped lad of yours. Lord have mercy. Your face looks like it tripped and smashed itself into the sidewalk. Just that it didn't. I'm sorry I didn't mean to eavesdrop but I think I here the mental hospital calling your name, Miss Schizo.

And to you Mr Sleazeball, go find yourself a slut who would care less to take care of your problem down below. Your dirty comments are not welcomed and the "purrs" you make are just nasty. POO on you, I hope your kids never see this side of you because you're nothing but a sleazebag. Your leather jacket is as bad and outdated as your taste in music, and you smell like old man's cologne. There is no point trying to cover up a bad smell with another.

hey boys and girls

2009-06-02T15:36:00.008+08:00

I finally got some time to play around with my camera and it was a nice day for some trial photo taking. Being bored at work, I manage to get through quite a few blogs and youtube videos, and came across some that taught fake macro photography.

So good on me cuz then I don't have to go out and spend thousands buying a fantastic macro lens that would burn some major holage in my pockets. The unfortunate thing was that I don't have a tripod, and rocking back and forth while you're trying to focus on a flower that's 1cm tall doesn't really help.

Of course some photos turned out really blurry, and I didn't quite manage to capture what I wanted. Overall, I'd give myself a pat on the back considering it's my first pseudo macro experience, without a tripod. Lol. And I somehow managed to get a sort of fisheye effect without a fisheye lens. Emphasis on SORT OF.

My sister reckons I should just go buy proper lenses but where's the fun in that??

Singa-poseur City

2009-05-28T01:16:00.002+08:00

ok, what is going on. And I mean seriously, WHAT is going on? There's this massive influx of poseurs coming from Singapore it's hardly worth laughing over. These girls who are more into themselves than a mosquito is to blood. Or a kid in a candy shop.

I know we all tend to get carried away every now and then with the cam-whoring, but these girls take it to a whole new level. Talk about being self-absorbed! Is this the kind of society we live in now? Advertising ourselves to the world, or at least, to anyone who even gives a shit?

Came upon Nicole Chen and decided to click since I was bored. At first I thought, ooh, this chick is pretty hot judging from her photos. erm. I was wrong.

And then my sis told me about Celeste Chen who she thought might be the sister.

OMG. No wait. O-M-G.

My sis said they had some videos on youtube, dancing and krumping and shit. Errrr. *blinks* Let's just say, photoshop makes people look good it's 100% deceiving. It's no wonder these girls are so into themselves! They don't look in the mirror, they look at their photoshopped photos and that's all they need.

On Celeste's blog, up the top she states "Hating me wouldn't make you any prettier". All I have to say to that is, Damn honey, it might not but it sure makes me feel a lot better about your piss-ugly face.

My bitch rant for the day.

we went C..C..C..C..Camping yo

2009-05-26T23:28:00.006+08:00

Camping in Dwellingup

So us smart arses decided we should have a camping trip while the weather was still relatively warm and basically before winter hits. One of the reasons for that was that we only 5 degree sleeping bags. Which meant not warm enough. Anyhoos, we decided to go to Dwellingup as I was told it was a lovely area. The reserve was MASSIVE! Despite that, it was also full...

It was a hellish ride into the camp site. I need a 4WD, seriously. It took me about 20 mins to drive 5km. You know the speed bumps we get on roads to slow us down, well it was 10 time worse than that. Even driving at 20km/h (yes 20km/h) my car felt and sounded like it was about to fall to pieces.

I hate people with camper vans!!! It's super WTF. They choose the flattest bestest ground to PARK their camper van. What the hell for! It's not like they have to pitch a tent or sleep on the almost-not-quite-rock-hard ground. Bah. We ended up getting a pretty good spot after much hunting, only to have a big group of teenage girls set up camp right next to us.

The Marstons Tent - Supposed to fit 4, fit 2 and a half just nice

My tent - Supposed to fit 6. Fits 2 beautifully. And then some. Like my patio?

Our first morning, as you can tell from their faces, was not the most pleasant. It was freezing like you cannot imagine, and none of us got any sleep at all. We woke up at the first break of dawn. Mostly because we don't have dark out curtains, we wanted to get to the fire, and the tweens were screaming at 7 in the friggin' morning.

The evening (? morning ?) sun coming through the trees

The soft warm glow from the fire. We were smart enough to buy firewood this time, and bring super long matches. We would have died without a fire.

No more camping for a long while, not until we buy minus 10 degree sleeping bags. It was not any fun sleeping with double pairs of socks and trekkies, and 5 layers up top followed by a massive jacket whilst completely zipped up in the sleeping bag.

The end.

a fighter to the very end

2009-04-16T00:39:00.004+08:00

In Loving Memory

1998 - 2009

Sage Marston

The best mate anyone could ask for.

A fighter to the very end.

You never gave up despite it all. The tests, the treatment, the needles and the probing. The countless trips to the vet. You were as your name is, Sage, a warrior through it all. You were a brave soul and a fighter to the very end.

Be happy in heaven darling boy, go run and play with Vision as you did before. Your mate has missed you, and now so will we.

Much love Sagey. You will always be remembered.

i wanna carry a fanny pack

2009-04-13T01:03:00.007+08:00

Did you know that fanny means two different things in two different countries? Its in the same region of the body though, in the down south area. lol.

Anyhoos, just some pictures taken from a very touristy and photographic trip to Fremantle with the Singaporean visitors. We had a fantastic day that day and Chris was trigger and shutter happy. We all were. Good food, good company, good weather, good everything really.

All I had was my little Casio point and shoot, compared to the bad ass cameras them pros were lugging around. So I simply had to make do and shoot what I could. Not too shabby other than the photos being a bit pixelated once I opened them up in full screen. Oh well, will have to wait for a bit before my DSLR comes along. Anyone willing to donate a 5D Mark II to me?

I'm too lazy to filter through and post photos of actual people, plus the nicer actual people shots look nicer from Chris's camera. Obviously the Samsui and I were photo whoring for the 40D but it was well worth it. We have a hefty collection of which we will regret come our wedding days. Complete embarrassment but total fun.

Off to watch my shows now. Toodles!

up, up, and away we go!

2009-04-04T23:52:00.009+08:00

Tis but a facade.

My new blog template that is, the last one I uploaded exceeded the bandwidth and I had to go manually load the photos to my own server blah blah blah, I had no idea what I was supposed to do, so I decided to just change the template. That was much easier. And I think this looks nicer too, yes? No? Well this will be it till something else goes wrong with it. It's a lot girlier than I'm used to though. Pretty for a change, so not me, but yes. Deal with it.

Some overdue photos..

At Beck's Music Box celebrating my graduation. Come on Clint, one for the camera!

With the Home Boy - and the Nostrils

Mark, the only sensible one around

On a different weekend, Veron decided we should have our routine BBQs at the Foreshores. Brunch this time - to reserve some good seats for ourselves. However, the people next to us had to outshine us. They had the same fold up table as us, but beautifully covered with a nice table cloth, and breakable champagne glasses compared to our throw-away-after-you-drink ones. Bah. Our breakfast was nicer though.

As you can see in the photo above, the eggs weren't exactly sitting where it was supposed to be. As you can guess, the person who hates eggs cracked them onto the BBQ. ME. :) 3 in 1 anyone?

Our chef of the day - Good Spatula Wrist Work

So the parentals were over during this time too, so we had a cosy family brunch. Everyone had an "OH MY GOD" moment when they had their cheese and crackers, thanks to the Harvey OMG cheese. Yummers! For $12 a piece, they had better go OMG or I'd give them something to OMG about. LOL.

Well Summer is gone again, hello to Autumn. The moth balls smelling jumpers are starting to surface and the sun-kissed shorts are slowly being tucked away. How sad. Guess we could all do with a change in wardrobe for a bit.

Toodles!

i'd like to be on top of beckham please

2009-04-01T23:19:00.005+08:00

April Fools Day - The day everyone tries to outprank each other. Funnily enough, no one cracked any April Fools jokes at work today...I guess journalists are a rather serious bunch? All I know is I was stuck at the back of the studio floor with a bunch of men who were getting seriously, erm, a bit much for my nose due to the lack of air-conditioning.

On the up side, I placed myself on top of Beckham. Nice. Hehe.

Eric Hutchinson is my new favourite singer. Nice. Now let's Rock n Roll.

Lies beget Lies ... Or haven't you noticed?

2009-02-19T01:06:00.002+09:00

To lie is to fabricate, with intention to deceive.

Some people call it half-truths, others say it's a stretch. When it comes down to it, the damage made is irrevocable. Yet most lies are built on the basis of what it is - lies. It piles one on top of the other like the lego blocks I used to have when I was a kid, unsure of what to do but to stack 'em one after the other. As with Lego, at some point it all comes crashing down. And without question, crashing into the small pieces they are.

Could someone explain to me why people feel the need to lie? This persistent need to change facts to something they feel will receive more attention. Is, say for example, concocting that you are an illegitimate son absolutely necessary in trying to sympathize with someone else's situation? Or cursing your family by insinuating their life is in danger? How tasteless. How morbid. How low can one person get with lies?

I have to admit though, worse than lies is a person's folly in believing them. The naive and unsuspecting, the exploitable who trusts in all. Surely only a fool and a dimwit could fall for such obvious lies. But no. Despite a manifestation of lies, a fool is a fool, lest it is a dimwit. Same difference I say.

They say what goes around comes around. (Or have I gotten it the other way round? no pun intended) Have we all been in dizzying circles all this while? Kind of like those rides at theme parks that go round 'n' round, up 'n' down? Yes, that must be it. I'm perplexed at what I did to receive my go arounds, and wondering when others will get their come arounds.

At least I know this much, when they do get them come arounds, it's gonna be real bad. Yes, YOU, YOU and all of YOUs are gonna get hurt RRReal bad.

Poo on you losers. I hope a fat bird diarrhea's on your brainless heads. No, I lie. I hope a flock of fat birds diarrhea on your brainless heads.

hweelings... oh oh oh hweelings...

2009-01-22T00:51:00.004+09:00

The three monkeys in my life, what does one say to that? This was at the Bjorn again concert in Kings Park, and my dear Ya-Ya fell in love with Uncle Clint and Aunty Veron. It's a bloody miracle. Oh, let's not forget Freckles and Dolly (whose hair can be seen just at the bottom of frame).
With Mama and Gong-Gong before going to the Andre Rieu concert. They have a mountain load of photos of their precious as it is, still "More, more!" they say. The little manja pot is so cute in her Gap dress. Lucky shit. Lol. I was lucky to get a dress from a pasar malam. The rest were hand me downs. Bah.
Miss Poseur - she LOVES to take photos, LOVES to pose, and LOVES to see her own photo after the shot's been taken. Sound familiar, Baobei?
She loves her Aunty-YiYi-Cherie as she so calls me from time to time due to confusion in titles. On the rare occasion, I am also called Mummy. Funny.
Last but not least, the good old Jap pose, or in our days - PEACE. Think the latter is far cooler.

Okelly Dokelly people...I just wanted to post some of my favourite photos of my niece, taken with my phone.

PEACE OUT Y'ALL

how far would you go ...... part deux

2009-01-11T02:42:00.003+09:00

I would give anything to go through the shit in life again for that to be taken away.

I take it all back.

I can be a giant for all I care.

I can be the smallest pea if so needed.

Anything for it to be all okay.

I miss you hun.

I love you more.

I wish I could be with you now.

how far would you go ......

2009-01-10T21:42:00.003+09:00

...... to keep someone you love by your side?

Would you try to be someone you think they would love in order to ensure their love for always?

It's obviously a given when couples are in a honeymoon period though. Everything is oh-so-perfect, all you can think about is the other person and when you are going to spend time with them again. People tend to give in more easily because of that "special" feeling that leaves you tingly inside. 2 months later the flaws suddenly start to seep out from beneath the cracks and that oh-so-perfect vision slowly evaporates. REALITY HITS! It's not so easy to be someone else.

At some point one WILL slip up and a little bit of the "real" person will do a little flashing. It's a pity people think the only way to get through life is to be someone else. Surely we all reach a point in our lives where we know who we are, or at least, who we want to be. Needless to say, some people want to be someone else.

Would you tell little white lies to get away with the small things?

I almost can't think of any examples because to me a lie is simply a lie, be it a white one, or black, red, pink or any colour for that matter. "Yes I've eaten." when you have not would probably classify as the most innocent white lie. However, as we all know, white lies sometimes and almost always, lead to bigger lies. And we all know what happens from there on.

Would you lie about anything under the sun just to save your sorry ass?

Lying about your past, lying about your feelings, lying about what you want to do, lying about your thoughts and opinions, just plain and simple, lying. It is apparent that many do not understand or believe that honesty is the best policy. Truthfully, it often bites you in the ass. In my opinion, it's a smaller bite compared to having your lie bust in your face and getting caught out on your lie.

Would you manipulate a person so they feel forever emotionally attached to you?

I suppose this could constitute as lying, but at the same time it's almost different. I guess I should say manipulate a person's emotions ...... and make them feel like they can never leave you, and I mean under no circumstance. Especially if you were supposedly dying. How anyone can feel good about themselves by manipulation is absolutely beyond me.

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They say in life you should live and let live. They also say we should forgive and forget. Whoever they are, they need to come and show me how it's done because life is hard enough as it is without having to meet people who make it that much harder.

They also say the things we go through only make us bigger persons. They should have a look at me, because if what they say is true, then I am a freaking giant.

I sometimes wonder why God made me go through all I have and why I had to go through as much as I did in my short 24 years. But you he said is right, it was through my own choices and decisions life happened as it did for me.

I chose to stick with you despite your lies and manipulation. You should have died when you said you were going to, and I wouldn't have had to cry the tears I did. Now look at you all happy and content, your entire family thinking you are the Angel of the World. I'm sure you look back and wonder where did it all go wrong. Well honey, take a look in the friggin' mirror and engage in all splendor of your ugliness.

I used to think that LOVE would conquer all. At times it does, and I know it has pulled me through some very hard times. My love for my friends and family, that is. But it is no longer something I live for. I live for myself, for my future, and for the future of my future.

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plagiarism and all that jazz at it's best

2008-09-18T22:30:00.000+08:00

Yo peepz! Wassup wassup!

Okay, enough of this ghetto talk. Trying to spice up my opening line a little considering I have blogged in eons. Probably landed myself a lame opener instead. Let's start over. G'day y'all. I'm back and resurrected from blogger cemetery. Been bugged down with work week after week, practically on shift every weekend. Boo. No one likes weekend shifts and that include MOI! Cannot complain I suppose, it brings in the much needed extra dough. Can't wait for pay day for the first fortnight in October. Training for new equipment means long tiring hours. PLUS I've got an 11 hour shift coming up. Hoorah.

I've been snooping around the lives of those who broadcast their daily escapades online for all to see. The most popular in Singapore obviously being the infamous dawn yang (yeo/yang who cares) and the person who's alias is xiaxue. Before you jump to conclusions, I am neither a fan or a hater or both, but merely that of a very bored person looking for humor through stupid public broadcasts of pointless opinions and idiotic thoughts. I know many could say that of my blog too, BUT on the contrary, I don't get paid and hardly anyone reads this anyway.

So the local goss in the virtual world, if you're not clued in yet is regarding the long withstanding feud between the aforementioned. First one gets sued for causing defamation to the other, and now has this thing going on about plagiarism. WOW. How much drama can there be for just having a blog. I did a little search and found many other blogs practically dedicated to this rivalry and their support or disdain from either. Talk about stalker behaviour. Geez. These people actually bother to create screenshots of what goes on and do serious rseaech before posting. It's almost as good as writing a thesis.

Now, I could cut and paste stuff so you'd understand what I'm referring to. That would just take too much trouble and time, and considering what DY was going through, I'd rather not take my chances. Sure I could attribute stuff, but who cares. Apparently she seriously ripped stuff off sites and claimed them as her own. True or not, I don't know. It's hearsay on my part. It just shows how easy it is to right click, cut and paste. Scary. What amazes me is the amount of effort she puts into her blog to either look for stuff or edit certain things so it doesn't say anything about surgery or defame herself. Imagine the hours it would take just sitting at the com.

Think about how much time XX takes to photoshop the pictures she puts up! To erase the blemishes or cellulite or whatever she doesn't like about herself. I could say plastic surgery would of course be harder but then again, she's had that done too. Kudos to her for going through all that trouble though. I would never be bothered. Face it, if you're ugly you're ugly. The amount of shite she slabs on her face, it's a wonder her bf didn't get a shock after the first time he slept with her and woke up to a completely different face.

In this information age, the lack of privacy is something we almost have to live with. Obviously with some, they choose to give it up. This just goes to show we should all be careful what we post. Best to not post at all. Haha.

Ok that's my thought of the day, or at the rate I blog, fir the next few months

Toodles!

take a bow, why doncha?

2008-06-04T16:56:00.001+08:00

Chilling by the Pool

More stuff from the FISHEYE! That's the only thing about film, once you start taking photos, you absolutely gotta finish snapping in order to develop the rest. Cotsts a bomb, but the outcome is always more than satisfying. Especially when it's photos taken from a LOMO.

View from the Bottom

I was quite happily snapping away at the Waterford too. I always can't be arsed to carry my camera around. This was worse, especially with my big ass four bulb flash. But it was well worth it. The pictures came out FAB-O! Have a look.

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Hold you forever in the middle of my heart

2008-04-23T13:41:00.006+08:00

So we had a night out and went a little crazy with the camera whoring, but it's these things that make it all the more memorable. Awesome company = awesome night, enough said.

Here everyone is trying to find themselves a "train look". It's a long story, but somehow we've all patented one. Except Jem of course, that just his normal look. Lol.

I think about the amount of digital photos that pile up after everyday events...how many photographs will I possibly have in 5 years! Jeez...when I have a kid, almost every moment of my life would have been recorded, in that digital photo sense of course. I don't want my kid to see all the stupid things I've done!

Sure, I'll laugh now, 5 years down the road. But when my kid's 13 at pulling at any string to be able to use as an excuse against me as a parent...boy oh boy, that would not be good. Hahaha.

And I will admit, I've done some extremely stupid things in my life. Live, learn and let live.

I'm in a good place now, but life will always be like a yo-yo. We all have our ups and downs. Like you tell me, I just gotta hang on.

Baby I'm your light and I'm your shelter
Baby you are mine
I could freeze the time
Keep you in my kitchen with me forever
Gonna be a pie from heaven above
Gonna be filled with strawberry love
Baby don't you cry
Gonna make a pie
And hold you forever in the middle of my heart.

Gonna bake a pie from heaven above
Gonna be filled with butterscotch love
Gonna bake a pie from heaven above
Gonna be filled with banana creme love

Baby don't you cry
Gonna bake a pie
Hold you forever
Hold you forever
And hold you forever in the middle of my heart.

When the world is gray and bleak
Baby don't you cry
I will give you every bit of love that's in my heart
I will bake it up into a simple little pie�

Baby don't you cry
Gonna make a pie
Gonna make a pie with a heart in the middle
Baby don't be blue
Gonna make for you
Gonna make a pie with a heart in the middle.
Gonna be a pie from heaven above
Gonna be filled with strawberry love
Baby don't you cry
Gonna make a pie
And hold you forever in the middle of my heart.

Baby here's the sun
Baby here's the sky

keep you head still, i'll be your thrill

2008-04-11T14:41:00.001+08:00

This may be a little overdue, but we went for the Maroon 5 concert and I must say I was quite disappointed, right from start to end. We were all so looking forward to the concert considering One Republic was opening for them and they had at least 2 hit singles out on the radio. I was all set to be crooned by a bunch of guys. We got the bunch of guys, crooned, I think not.

One Republic was surprisingly and most deafeningly whiny...in a Coldplay kind of way, just worse. What happened to the soulful voice we hear on the radio? I think he tried to hard to prove he could sing liveeeeeeee. That was how he ended his sentencessssss. (Think pitch going up and down) They performed that way for half an hour. Woo-hoo. Not. And another half an hour after that only did Maroon 5 appear on stage.

Ridiculous. Gates opened at 6.30pm, M5 came on at fucking 9pm. They were on for only slightly over an hour. What a waste of my fucking dough. $92 for whinging opening acts and a short performance??? I felt awfully cheated. Especially when we were all so hyped up for it. The 1st thing my sister said when Adam Lavigne appeared on stage was "Couldn't he wear something nicer, dress up a bit?". Jeez.

The most entertainment we got was this "siao lao char bo" (crazy old woman) dancing around like an idiotic maniac, with moves so cruelly funny I almost dropped to the ground laughing. I swear, the 3 of us could not take our eyes of her. I probably made Jem crack up more when I try to imitate her cool moves.

Whatever it is, whenever I hear M5 on the radio now, I don't feel like singing to it anymore. Don't get me wrong, he sang live really well. But I didn't feel his performance at all...the passion, energy, entertainment etc etc, NONE.

Poo on you M5.

with you the sun always shines

2008-03-28T09:00:00.001+09:00

I cannot get enough of this photo, Chantrea is just simply adorable here. As she always is of course. Unbelievable how grown up she looks here, at only 2 and a half. It's funny, sometimes she looks like a replica of my sis, at other times she looks exactly like Rog. Whatever it is, she is loved to bits by her family and is the apple of all our eyes. Sometimes when I talk to her I forget how young she really is, with her well-spoken and constructed sentences. She's definitely Mommy's girl, and Daddy's girl, and Grandmama's girl etc etc, you get the drift.

Just a random photo I pulled of Jem's facebook...I miss Jan, my little Hobbit, Sam Wise. Jem's face once again is priceless. Haha. He almost looks too happy Jan's about to peck him on the cheek. And I just noticed the dude in the background. Weird. Obviously the foreground is just as weird. Come back my hobbit, Perth awaits your arrival. I need my film critic partner back, the one who listens to me and simply laughs at things I say. =(

you are the apple of my eye

2008-03-25T13:07:00.001+09:00

St Patrick's Day - we were on fire

Happy Easter everyone...I'm supposing everyone had a rather pleasant long weekend (unless you live in Singapore and you don't get Easter Holidays, then too bad for you). Hahaha I'm evil. Friday to Monday has been fantastic, just relaxing and chilling and catching up with friends. The weather has been A-Okay too. Heat is finall y going but now the cold is coming. I'm not sure which is better.

Normality amongst friends

Every year I celebrate St Patrick's Day, but in all honesty, I don't know what I'm celebrating. All I know is, it's a reason to drink and be merry. Enough said don't ya think?

Drinking #101 - Don't drink on an empty stomach

Cue: Evil grin

don't let me go to waste

2008-03-10T16:56:00.003+09:00

THE 21ST WESTERN AUSTRALIA SCREEN AWARDS

We won! We fucking won! Can't bloody for the life of me believe that we did it. Noogar Dandjoo won the Best Community Television Program. I sat there in total shock after our name was announced, everything else seemed like such a blur. We came such a long way, and worked our butts of to get the program complete. 4 episodes - voxpops, profiles, art pieces, the making of, and an art gallery exhibition.

We did it, we bloody did it. If it weren't for the neverending support of our tutors and the Aboriginal Community here, we could not have done it.

If not for my friends who were always there to support me and push me forward, I couldn't have done it. For everyone who stood behind us and believed in our show, we did it. This is for you.

maybe in another life you'll want me

2008-03-05T01:25:00.008+09:00

Some fisheye moments

Say hello to Malie and Angel

a leak in the sky

would you like 'em short or tall

feet me some grape juice

breakthrough the leaves

asian pose #1

asian pose #2

asian pose #3

you're like a cigarette, a bad habit i can't kick

2008-03-03T01:38:00.002+09:00

Yeah, I'm exstatic forlove
Fanatic of love
And if I'm not around
It's you I'm thinkin' of
I'm gonna make it real for you
Whenever I deal wit you
I do do do do anything

I guess you wonder where I've been
I searched to find the love within
So I came back to let you know
Got a thing for you
And I can't let go
My friends wonder what is wrong with me
Well I'm in a daze from your love you see
I came back to let you know
Got a thing for you
And I can't let go

Some people go around the world for love
But they may never find what they dream of
What you won't do, do for love
You tried everything
But you won't give up
In my world only you
Make me do for love
What I would not do
Do for love
You tried everything
Won't give up

My friends wonder what is wrong with me
Cause I'm in a daze from your love you see
So I came back to let you know
I got a thing for you
And I can't let go
And though I only want the best it's true
I can't believe the things I do for you
What you won't do, do for love
You've tried everything
But you don't give up
In my world only you
Make me do for love
What I would not do

Yeah, come on now, listen
Through the ghetto and the projects of Queens
I gotta get to you cause you do them things to me
My love shows Nobody knows how my adrenaline flows and to the heights it goes and eh yo see
Cause when you're filling me up
You're enough when you're ready for that nut
Baby I'll be that buttercup
And I catch every drop
You got a chick who will lie for you
I go thru the storm
And skip to the road block
We can rumble in cuss
We can fight
We can fuss

But no I'm never giving up
It's nothing I won't do
Nothing I won't go through
You're worth the joy and the pain
I will keep it true

What you won't do
Do for love
You tried everything
But you won't give up
In my world only you
Make me do for love
What I would not do

Do for love
You tried everything
Won't give up
Do for love
You tried everything
Won't give up

houston, i think we have a problem. Yuck Fou.

2008-02-24T23:08:00.002+09:00

look at all these happy people, living their lives.

life is such a blank

don't you know that misery loves me

slo-motion

2008-02-17T18:16:00.002+09:00

I just bought this from the Lomo shop. I can't wait. It's exciting. Always wanted fish-eye lenses. Always wanted a "Lomographic" camera.

Arrives in 5 - 10 days. Let's hope it's 5, more than 10.

And who said digital is the way to go?

i got it from my mama

2008-02-12T17:35:00.000+09:00

I want this phone. It's red and it's hot. But I bloody have to wait till March before I get it.

I also want this phone. It's also hot. Decisions decisions.

I reckon Optus really just wants to rip people off their money. F*ckers. Lol. Their plans cost more than Three, and they offer less. What rubbish. Everybody switch to Three so my mobile bills will go down! lol.

I shouldn't say too much, for now they are still my mobile line service provider.

on the fast track to losing it

2008-02-09T18:44:00.000+09:00

These are my friends. And I love them in all their retardedness. What bliss to live in spastic normality. You know I mean that only in a good way.

in a hurry to nowhere

2008-02-08T17:03:00.000+09:00

Just some fun booth moments. Piss yourself silly taking these photos...it's a blast! Of course you need a crazy friend next to you to make the experience "funner".

and then there was one

2008-02-06T22:46:00.001+09:00

Just some before and after photos of Angel and Malie. Looking back on the photos, they were both so squishy and adorable!! They've grown tremendously and are getting too much for me. Unfortunately, I'm giving one up for adoption. It'll be for the better of both dogs though, I just don't have the capacity to look after both. That way I can dedicate more time to one dog, and the other can go to a loving family with hopefully more space than my place.

Malie (white) will be given up for adoption. It's gonna be really really sad for Angel and I. Angel dotes on Malie so much, I'm sure she's gonna be so lonely once she's alone. She'll probably wonder a lot where her sister has gone. So will Malie. Makes me sad just thinking about it...I told myself I'd never give another dog up after the last time my parents forced me to give away my cocker spaniel. I'll probably cry...but I know it's for the best. It'd be unfair to both dogs for me to keep the both of them.

Sighhh...

why'd you have to be so scared

2008-01-23T00:36:00.000+09:00

If I was a flower growing wild and free
All I'd want is you to be my sweet honey bee.
And if I was a tree growing tall and greeen
All I'd want is you to shade me and be my leaves

All I want is you, will you be my bride
Take me by the hand and stand by my side
All I want is you, will you stay with me?
Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.

If you were a river in the mountains tall,
The rumble of your water would be my call.
If you were the winter, I know I'd be the snow
Just as long as you were with me, let the cold winds blow

All I want is you, will you be my bride
Take me by the hand and stand by my side
All I want is you, will you stay with me?
Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.

If you were a wink, I'd be a nod
If you were a seed, well I'd be a pod.
If you were the floor, I'd wanna be the rug
And if you were a kiss, I know I'd be a hug

All I want is you, will you be my bride
Take me by the hand and stand by my side
All I want is you, will you stay with me?
Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.

If you were the wood, I'd be the fire.
If you were the love, I'd be the desire.
If you were a castle, I'd be your moat,
And if you were an ocean, I'd learn to float.

*From the soundtrack of Juno

apparently i'm fucking materialistic

2008-01-13T03:39:00.000+09:00

Enslaved
© By Jennifer E. Beyer

At night I sit alone and watch the shadows dance around.
I hold my breath and listen yet silence is the only sound.
I reach for some comfort yet feel no embrace.
I am tired of the emptiness and loneliness of this place.
I can feel no more hurt because I have learned to live with my pain.
I often wonder how I survived and continue to stay sane.
I have hurt so deeply and cried too many tears.
I have been empty and broken for so many years.
I am tired of pretending that I am fine and all is okay.
I am tired of hiding behind this mask I wear every day.
I have drifted so far and can no longer be saved.
These feelings hold me captive and to them I am enslaved.

it's a blessed blasted thing

2008-01-01T23:34:00.000+09:00

It's like you wish someone could understand,
The pain and suffering at hand.
It's like you wish someone simply knew,
But such compassion is far and few.

It's like they always seem to forget,
Seems life's always about tit for tat.
It's like the memories just fade away,
No one seems to try to make them stay.

It's like it never happened at all,
The focus is always on the fall.
It's like as if no one ever really tried,
We just sat there and we cried.

It's like life's just a big fucking game,
We're all just fighting to stay sane.
It's like the world's just a piece of shit,
But none of us dare to say we quit.

if you could only see

2007-12-30T05:30:00.000+09:00

Standing alone, in this surreal world of pain & emptiness,
My mind is perforated into fragmented series.
Inevitably absorbed in assiduous thoughts,
Forced into vehement intensity of emotions.
Balled and chained to a single spot,
I wear the ground thin as time moves on.
The tears refuse to fall as it lies on the edge,
I alone am weighed down by emotional baggage,
Bearing the heftiness refused by others,
Whilst carrying the massive weight of my own heart.
My heart beats weakly but refuses to die,
In its frail and tender state it continues to live on,
Despite my urgent pleas for it to stop.
My life goes on in this desolate land,
With neither will nor way.
The pain it counters all else,
My life as I would call it, is despondent.

you're disgusting

2007-12-27T18:49:00.000+09:00

Christmas has passed...and the new year is soon to arrive. It's always at this time of the year that everything seems to move way too quickly. In a blink of an eye, you're one year older and each step you take seems to bear heavier responsibilities. But that's life, hey? Each new year's eve we're told to embrace the new one, and let go of whatever happened in the past year. If only life could be that simple.

Sometimes there is just no meaning to life. We live only because we have to, and killing yourself is mostly too hard. So because we don't have much of a choice, we try to make life best as we can. Y'know the whole shananigan...get an education, get a job, find someone to love and vice versa, get married, have a kid/s, bring them up, educate them, then they go through that same vicious cycle.

What is the point, really? We do all that because we are a being on this earth, the smartest at that. Sometimes I really think we are the dumbest. Look at a dog for example. They're so content having the mere company of their owner, or having another dog to play with. They're pleased so long as they can lie at your feet. As humans we just always look for that bit more. How many people can actually tell me they can sit with another for hours in silence without feeling bored to tears?

Life is meaningless unless we put meaning into it. But with trying to inject so much meaning, we seem to lose our way and lose sight of what really is important. Tell me then, what is important in life? What exactly are we all living for?

trying to find that part of me

2007-12-03T21:47:00.000+09:00

Has anyone ever tasted how sweet revenge is? I sit here and wonder how beautiful it would be to have a sample of that taste and whether it is all worth it. For those of you who've never had revenge, hasn't there been a situation in your life where you think "Now's the time"? I could think of so many ways I could use certain information and knowledge have and manipulate it in a way I can achieve great, sweet, sweet revenge.

You know, you read these stories in magazines about the different ways people took revenge on someone, be it an ex-boyfriend, or ex-bestfriend. I read these stories and I laugh, thinking about the reactions of those who deserve what they got. It must be either very humiliating, or entirely outrageous. But the point is, to the rest of us, it's just down right hilarious. I wanna be one of those girls who tell their stories of revenge. Just once is all I ask.

I'm so sick and fucking tired of sitting around keeping my mouth shut because it's the right thing to do. Aren't we all allowed to be unreasonable and irrational every now and then? Sometimes I wish I didn't know what the right thing to do was. That I could act before thinking and maybe, just maybe I could feel a little better.

I'm furious to the point where I'm numb. And numb is the only way to feel in order to do the right thing. How stupid. How ironic. I mean, it isn't even right for people to be treated the way they are. All those stupid idiotic lies, the hidden trail of secrecy that could lead to humiliation. I want revenge, just to make myself feel better.

It's not fair that these people can just move on with their moronic lives as though they'd never done anything wrong before. That they simply go on deceiving others and will always be believed. While we, the fools, struggle to cope with whatever happened. I've had enough with people getting away with their miserable lies. The deception has to stop at some point, right? Why can't I be the one to make that happen?

It's no wonder people commit suicide due to relationship troubles. It's asses like YOU that make a person cynical, sceptical, suspicious of everyone and everything, and distrustful. It's f*ckers like YOU that make this world a worse place to live in, and permanently damage a person.

Yeah, YOU know it's YOU i'm talking about. I hope you suffer for the rest of your life, never finding success, happiness and love. You are worse than you think what you're not.

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Can I let all hell loose now?

love only like lovers can

2007-11-27T01:07:00.000+09:00

How many times do you watch a movie, only to come out feeling disappointed and empty? These movie makers create such alluring and fantastic trailers that attract you immediately, only for the entire movie to be a whole lot worse than you expected. And then there are the trailers that are basically the whole movie, and all the good parts have already been shown. It's like looking forward to desert after a good meal, only for it to be all sold out. I hate that empty feeling when I leave the cinema, makes me feel cheated.

Recently went to watch Gabriel. Looked like a pretty interesting movie with a great plot. I mean, it's about Angels who fight with deadly weapons and know martial arts (sorta). That in itself is interesting cuz Angels are all about peace and love and all that jazz. There was no plot whatsoever. So many things about it just didn't make any sense at all. Being a film student, I get that not all movies are supposed to make sense. But there has to be a good build up that leads to something, right?

I will admit the visuals in that movie were pretty damn good. It's not easy to film so many things with minimal light, that's of course, unless most of it is computer graphics, as most film makers like to use nowadays. Another thing that disappoints me. I'm a traditional film girl. I love using film as compared to digital, there's such a world of a difference in the quality of the production. I guess we gotta keep up with the times, eh?

That's life though innit? You go through something believing in its entirety, led on through such a fantastic plot, only for it to completely fizzle out to a complete nothing at the end. Girls mostly, want this fairytale life for themselves. You know, the whole Prince Charming she-bang type thing. I'll fill you in on a little secret girls, it's total BS. I'm sure you all know that already, just had to state it for the purpose of.

Perhaps I've got it wrong, life is a movie. I for one, always say my life is one of the most dramatic soap operas you can possibly come across. The Days of Our Lives, The Bold and Beautiful, General Hospital...all that put together could be my life. It adds that bit of spice to life I suppose, but after a while it gets extremely tiresome. I would have to say the one thing I'm absolutely sick of is being lied to. Time and time again, there's an outpour of lies and I never find out the truth till it's too late. Even when I do discover a lie, somehow I manage to forgo it all and forgive the person. What an idiot, I know. I'm a fool whose trust is always being taken advantage of.

I don't understand it, even when you give someone an ultimatum to tell the truth, they still lie! Why?? Do so many people have the traits of a compulsive liar? I swear it's a mental disease. The extents of these lies are out of this world. Of course, they range from white lies to lies that could totally change your life. How can anyone be with a person, knowing all they've basically done is lie? It's like your entire being is a lie. Ridiculous. Preposterous. These people should just gather together, and have a mass suicide. Or lie to each other till they kill themselves.

Some rather common lies are normally about ex-girlfriends/boyfriends, monetary issues, girls/guys they have a crush on i.e. the people they claim to not flirt with, health, physical proximity with someone of the other gender, otherwise known as cheating to some, photos they shouldn't have......oh the list just goes on and on. Maybe that's just my list. If I were to list everything, this post would never end. Haha. And I'm only 23. Whoopee. If i were a hit(wo)man, a lot of people would be dead by now.

There are so many ways I could think of to get revenge. They say revenge is sweet, yet I've never had a taste. There are so many things I could do to ruin the lives of people who ruined mine, but I guess there would be no point. What goes around comes around, right? Why is it that it only comes to me and never goes? Does that even make sense?

I wish all you cheaters, liars, and little fuckers would just do the world a favour and rid yourselves from socialising with the rest of us.

demented sinner, that's you

2007-11-04T14:07:00.000+09:00

Say goodnight and go.

Skipping beats, blushing cheeks I am struggling
Daydreaming, bed scenes in the corner café
And then i'm left in bits recovering tectonic tremblings
You get me every time

Why d'ya have to be so cute?
It's impossible to ignore you
Must you make me laugh so much
It's bad enough we get along so well
Say goodnight and go

Follow you home, you've got your headphones on and you're dancing
Got lucky, beautiful shot you taking everything off watch the curtains wide open
Then you fall in the same routine flicking through the TV relaxed and reclining
And you think you're alone...

Why d'ya have to be so cute?
It's impossible to ignore you
Must you make me laugh so much
It's bad enough we get along so well
Say goodnight and go

One of these days, you'll miss your train and come stay with me
We'll have drinks and talk about things, any excuse to stay awake with you
You'll sleep here, i'll sleep there, but then the heating may be down again
at my convenience
we'd be good, we'd be great together.

Say goodnight and go,
why's it always always
goodnight and go
Darling not again
Goodnight and go

I think You should know

2007-10-30T20:34:00.000+09:00

Tell me what's your purpose, tell me what's your plans?
I've come along this far now, having left it in your hands.
I'm sure you've thought about it, you've got it figured out,
Is there someway you could show me, what it's all about?

People say have faith and hope, believe in all you can,
But what's a girl to do when her life is just a sham?
I turn to you for answers, there's something I need to know,
You remain so tight-lipped, the signs will never show.

what's under my bed.

2007-10-22T18:47:00.000+08:00

Squeal in delight or squeal in pain,
Hold your breath and you might faint.
Slash me once then stitch me up,
Look me in the eyes and tell me what.

Feign this life and fake it out.
Just keep moving, it's the only route.
Sickened to the bone, I wanna hurl,
Lying alone in a desolate curl.

Imagine a ghastly beast trapped in a cage,
There's only one emotion and that's rage.
Do a double take and look hard again,
The raw truth will drive you insane.

Live in the pretense of false truth,
Warp young minds, fib like a sleuth.
Walk down the path of shame and guilt,
Then crash and burn into all you've built.

Cultivating deceit is what you do best,
All done with such gusto and zest.
You fooled me once, you fooled me twice,
No amounts of sorries will suffice.

Let's keep running...time's wasting.

2007-10-22T16:47:00.000+08:00

Let's all keep the pace to get to end of this never-ending race.

I feel like running on forever, running to an end I cannot see. I want to sprint down this path that's been built for me till I keel over. I never want to look back, but I don't want to see what's ahead of me. It's like running down a dark hallway not knowing where your feet will take you but at some point you come to a dead end and the only way to run is back. Yet back is the one place I don't wanna go.

It's a race I'll never win.

C'est La Vie?

Right.

singin' the blues.

2007-10-13T21:35:00.000+08:00

How is it possible to feel this way,
To be broken and torn yet feel so whole?
How is it possible to feel this way,
To live wanting what you know you can't get?

What is it that I must do,
To erase these thoughts from my mind?
What is it that I must do,
To know I have to live without you?

Why is it that life brings us
The very things we want but can't have?
Why is it that life brings us
The torment of emotions that we feel?

Who is it that I must seek,
To alter the way that I feel?
Who is it that I must seek,
To overpower the thoughts of you?

When is it the time,
For when I'll stop these thoughts?
When is it the time,
For when I won't want you as mine?

Who, what, why, when and how?
You've brought me happiness I've never known.
Who, what, why, when and how?
The thoughts of you just make me whole.

Gympied.

2007-10-13T13:45:00.000+08:00

It's been a long time since I received comments from "anonymouses". If there is such a word. I guess when poems are written, in a way they relate to different people. Yet some people read my blog and think its about them, and go on a rampage about what I've written. It's funny if you think about it. My poems are not exactly a representation of me, or people around me. It is a passing thought in my mind that has struck me with inspiration to write. Perhaps some of it comes from feelings I already have, but my words are ironic. They never mean what they seem. Imagine with my entry "Like it or not" were true, that means I'd either be dead or seriously putting a gun to someone's head.

I'll never write with a dead straight meaning that's easy to interpret to everyone. And I suppose things I write are written with kind of an open ending, or open meaning. Am I making sense? It's silly, if I wanted to write something that is directed to a certain someone in hope they will read it and understand it immediately, I wouldn't put it on my blog. That would be wayyyy too personal. I don't believe in publicising my life and it's stories, especially not on the internet where almost everyone has access to anything. There has to be some form of privacy, right?

Anyhoos, had a launch party organised my CANWA, my client from the previous semester. It was a celebration of the first birthday of CANWA's developement in Kellerberrin, as well as an official launch of MY corporate doco. The one I produced!! There was even an ex-governor who officially launched it for them, and for the first time in my life, got official thanks for something I had worked on. The feeling was amazing! When I got into this, I had no idea what an impact it would have on this community I didn't even know existed. Things have definitely snow-balled since then.

I was even interviewed by an SBS reporter. Ok I know its not like its Channel 7, 9 or 10, but hey, its still a little something right? Coming from a 3rd year film student. I was completely overwhelmed. The fact that people were coming up to me telling me what a great job we did, how fantastic the film is, the impact on CANWA and the people of Kellerberrin, and getting great thanks, I almost couldn't take it all in. I'm so glad we had that opportunity to create that film, and me, the opportunity to produce it. I wouldn't trade that experience for anything else in the world.

Thank you CANWA, community of Kellerberrin, and the Narasirato Pan Pipers.

What if.

2007-10-12T18:32:00.000+08:00

What if I've made a mistake,
By falling in love with you?
Everything fell in place,
All too quickly, too soon.

What if I've made a mistake,
By wanting you for my own?
It all seemed so perfect,
Whenever we were alone.

You're the missing part of me,
The piece that makes me whole.
You've helped me grow,
In all that I know.
I ask you now, what if?

How do I go on,
Knowing that this is wrong?
You fill me with strength,
Strength of you and me.

How do I go on,
Knowing the world will change?
Where the world is judemental,
And nothing will be the same.

You're the missing part of me,
The piece that makes me whole.
You've helped me grow,
In all that I know.
I ask you now, what if?

In the end you'll never know,
How you've touched my heart and soul.
It's a secret I shall forever keep,
Things may be best when you don't know.

like it or not.

2007-10-11T21:28:00.000+08:00

Kill me now or kill me quick,
I need to get out off this fix.
Blow me up or gun me down,
I don't care if the people frown.

Wear a mask, hide your face,
Get the hell out of this place.
Run I say, run for your lives,
Or i'll stab you with these knives.

Take a gun, put it to your head.
But I might kill you instead.
Smell death assail your nose,
You might need a bigger dose.

Scream and shout with all your might,
Nothing will put out this fight.
This trigger is all it will take,
Its either gonna make or break.

Inhale the stench of your life,
It's the last you'll breath of this strife.
I'll take it all from right under you,
For you it's the least I could do.

you make me

2007-10-11T21:05:00.000+08:00

Butterflies in my tummy,
You make my stomach churn.
Butterflies in my tummy,
In a way never known.

An explicit sense of grace,
Maybe unknown to you,
Delight in the little moments,
Cherishing those that are few.

Laughter once lost to me,
Blooms now in my world.
Pure joy of being,
Moments that make me swirl.

Butterflies in my tummy,
You make my stomach churn.
Butterflies in my tummy,
In a way never known.

My eyes have been opened,
I feel reborn again.
As I pick up the pieces,
Look back I must refrain.

Simliar thoughts coincide,
Smiles are all around.
Once in a while we collide,
Yet nothing gets us down.

Butterflies in my tummy,
You make my stomach churn.
Butterflies in my tummy,
In a way never known.

all. fwooped. out.

2007-10-09T16:23:00.000+08:00

In exuberance we dance,
To the joyful sounds of captivation.
With gaiety we sing,
To the euphoric tunes of life.

Close your eyes little one,
The heavens are near,
Be immersed in the beat of time,
And reach for the celestial sphere.

Reach out and celebrate,
Inhale the breeze of life.
Run through to liberation,
Exhale with triumphant glee.

the dramatics of mankind

2007-09-30T21:12:00.000+08:00

It's interesting observing people, strangers and friends alike. Sit at a cafe and watch the world go by, you'll find people are all the same. Caught up in their own little cocoon of their world, too oblivious to notice others around. People chatting on mobiles and sending endless text messages, some walking with their eyes magnetised to the ground and their head held low, others walking with their noses in the air with the "king of the world" aura. Then there are some who don't want to look stupid, and they swoosh out their mobiles to look cool when they're actually really just playing games on it.

Many fail to realise that no matter what the situation, there are bigger problems in the world than your own. Broke a heel? Someone else might be plain broke. Mom getting on your nerves? Someone might not have a mom. Can't pay your handphone bills? Someone might not even be able to afford even having a bill. You get the drift.

At that moment in time, our problems are always the biggest and the worst. We don't see the big picture, we only see what's in front of us. And what's in front of us is always some form of a walking time-bomb and the only way to deal with it is to panic. It's incredible the kind of drama people make for themselves, and claim they don't want the drama. It's absolutely ridiculous. A girl walks into a pub, a guy says "how are you?" and she'll think he's hitting on her. A kind stranger on the street smiles in acknowledgement and he is deemed a creep. A question is not merely a question unless there is hidden meaning to it.

I admit, words can be played around with to create certain meanings, and many of us do that. But how many of us have stopped to think that things can be as simple as they seem? Humans think too much into situations and events, and everything has to have a certain meaning to it. Even writing this post, someone may actually think I'm talking about them when really I'm just stating general observations.

There is a certain image we all want to keep to, an impression we want to imprint onto those around us. I'm cool, I'm hot, I'm a poor soul, I'm too good for you, I'm always cheerful....the list goes on. We always want someone to think of us in a certain way. It sickens me that people can't just be who they are and seriously not give a shit. Meaning has to be derived, no matter how ridiculous the situation. What's more, it has to be the stereotypical derivation. The homeless are dirty and lazy drunks or junkies. A person who asks you for a dollar wants to buy drugs. A man who smiles at you for longer than 3 seconds wants to see what's under your panties.

Ah, the dramatics of mankind.

Into the Abyss of Eternal Sentiment

2007-09-18T17:13:00.000+08:00

I am the reincarnation of an exonerated being,
Placed into an amicable environtment.
It is placid and blissful and fit for a queen,
The divine surrounding won't let me lament.

I am the reincarnation of a mundane phantom,
Marooned into an impertrubable and apathetic sphere.
It is a disenchanting and mellow canton,
The serene predicament leads me to fear.

I am the reincarnation of a shrivelled imbecile,
Led astray into an irrevocable mystery.
It is cold and lonely on this deprivation hill,
The artic surroundings won't set me free.

I am the reincarnation of a godforsaken defect,
Discarded into the depths of an abyss of inferno.
It is blistering and yet sublime in effect,
The torrid surroundings won't let me go.

scrambling

2007-09-16T20:14:00.000+08:00

Where's the bottle of Xenax, or Prozac, or Valium, or even where's the weed? Anything at all, one of those you can consume to numb yourself almost immediately. A few hours is more than enough, and then the cycle starts again. When that runs out and no longer remains an option, maybe we could start looking for a blade or a wall too much? Oh wait, don't forget a good ol' bottle of whiskey or vodka. Something solid at least. Anything, anything at all that will take away the pain or overpower it. But no, no swallowing of a bottle of pills. I hate taking pills, plus the thought of getting my stomach pumped isn't too attractive.

Oh I've sidetracked from what I was originally going to say. Yes, one of those moments, I'm sure we've all had one of those at least twice in our lives. Where anything but what we're going through at that point in time seems so much better, even if it means more pain. I sound insane I know, but please, just let me continue my little rant here, I promise it won't be boring.

Perhaps different people have various ways of dealing with life's mundane and oh-so-horrible problems. I know a lot of my girlfriends turn to food - especially chocolate. I, unlike many girls out there, stop eating almost completely. I drink the occasional glass of water, cuppa coffee, munch a little on this, munch a little on that, and that's my meals for the day. There would be no way in hell I could keep anything inside me. Why not force myself? Because my stomach will be very unhappy and force everything out. And I don't like the sick feeling of needing to puke. I'm not a puker.

Some people turn to their friends and wail their bloody eyes out. I say, what is the bloody point? They're either gonna tell you what you already know, or what you don't want to know. Some of them might not even say anything because they don't know how to deal with a crying person! Of course there are those who are wallowing so much in their pain they don't even notice what the other is saying, or not saying. Who do you know who to turn to for which problems anyway? Do you go to the one who is most likely to tell you things you want to hear? Or do you go to the one who just sits and nods? Either way, they're not options for me.

But then again, it makes me feel like I have no friends.

Bah, I'm just rambling now. What is my point to all this? My point is, there is no point when it comes to someone who's of unstable state of mind and who has a blog of which she is clueless on who the readers are so she continues in her sentences trying to figure out where to put the fullstop. There. There again. And again.

So here it is. I am at the end of this rambling session for now, well this entry at least. Who knows I might just post another one in the next 5 mins or 5 hours.

ok bye.

What do you do?

2007-09-13T02:36:00.000+08:00

What do you do when you see your life falling apart, right in front of your very eyes? You see the things you grew up believing in just shatter into a million pieces. What you once were taught by the people you trusted and love suddenly seem so irrelevant and pointless. Love, trust, honesty, integrity, desire, passion, happiness, forgiveness, willingness, peace....the list goes on. The dreams you once had through the mindless fantasies of "and they lived happily ever after" just evaporate into thin air.

What do you do when the thought of something perfect becomes the most imperfect thing you ever witnessed? Your innocence snatched from you and crushed within seconds. The mind is boggled and thrown into utter confusion with no solution provided for, for the rest of your life. The heart struggles to remain strong although it bleeds in desperation. Everyone else turns to you for the strength you don't have but are forced to provide.

Life becomes nothing but a mere struggle as you pass through each day, trying hard not to remember the bad, and focus on the good. Shit hits the fan and its a big mess. What do you do? Fate serves it to you on a silver platter and its all you got. What do you do? Your heart bleeds incessantly but no one notices. What do you do?

Tell me, what do you do?

let's all live in a fantasy life

2007-08-01T17:51:00.000+08:00

Remember what it was like when you were a kid, and we'd have imaginary friends who always had a seat beside you at the dinner table, and be your playtime partner when everyone else was either too busy or sleeping? Or playing make-believe and giving yourself pseudo names and gorgeous boyfriends who were just too cool?

Maybe all this sounds a little girly for guys who are too busy playing it tough with their transformers figurines (yes, not dolls!) and remote-controlled cars. But I remember all that so clearly, it was almost like we were living this life we wished to have when "we grew up". Like we were ever going to meet those perfect guys we had imagined up for ourselves. And then life happened. We did grow up, but not according to the imaginary world we concocted. We meet the bitches and bastards that surround us, especially in high school. And then life happens even more. What we knew as imagination just completely goes out the window and we're forced to deal with reality, straight smack in the face.

Have you ever read a good book with fabulous characters that as you read, you feel like you're absorbed into an entirely different universe? And there's always that one character you relate so well to you wish your life were like that. Sometimes for me, I feel so sad to finish a book because it means that somewhat parallel universe I immersed myself into, is gone.

Reading a book is like escaping reality to me. You forget all the shit in life, and you take on the character you like most in the book, and feel every emotion throughout. Most times there's always a happy ending. I guess that's why I hate, HATE romance novels. The immense passion, love and extreme emotions are too hard to handle. And almost every character is described to be drop dead gorgeous. Get real.

I wish a parallel universe did exist. I wished life's plans always went accordingly. But no. Reality sucks sometimes.

Punk Pony Did It!!

2007-07-26T02:53:00.000+08:00

*Note to self: Blog more frequently so people won't bug your ass for not updating.

Howdy people. I've been super jet-lagged since I left Europe and it's been a bloody pain in the arse. 12 hours on the plane from Paris to Singapore and I had to force myself not too sleep too much. Watched 3 movies before I finally tried to doze off. The seats are super comfortable, when you press the button to push the back of the chair back, the seat moves too! I know i sound sua ku but its still cool! ok? I'm guessing I barely got in 5 hours of sleep.

Stupid me, knowing I had only a night and half a day in Singapore before I left for Perth, I'd have to meet up with friends and eat all the wonderful food in the world, and still manage to survive. Needless to say I was about to die. Didn't get home till like 7am despite landing at about 5.30pm. Woo hoo. Now here I am at 3am still typing away on this stupid technology. Its entrancing...I can't get away from it. Pfft.

Everyone asks me the same question now, "How was your trip to Europe?". I'm not quite sure how to answer it. I mean, I did spend a month in Europe so do they expect me to go into lengthy detail, or simply say it was awesome. But then again, what else can it be other than awesome right? So to cut it short - I loved every minute of it. I got to see my friends' homes, especially Malou!

Which by the way, brings me to this point - Singapore is full of signs telling you what to do and what not to do. We all know it. No food/drinks. No durians. No Flammables. No Smoking. Followed by a FINE:$500. I saw this sign at the Singapore Airport. I cracked up. I'm used to the signs, but this is pushing it too far. What are people gonna do? "Ooh cactus! Thorns! I wonder what it feels li.....OUCH!"

My friends then say to me, maybe its for kids. Seriously? "Mommy look! Cactus! Can I touch?" How will Singaporeans live without signs? They'd probably just stand around not knowing what to do, waiting for some govermental official to give directions. "Now put your left foot forward, then your right, then your left......that's right, keep doing that and you'll walk!"

Before we went snowboarding, Marita was digging out clothes for us to wear. Thomas had a sailing one piece jumper which was hilarious on its own. Then the only gloves available for him were these boxing gloves like mitts. Somehow Marita had also dug out this wig she had. So this is Thomas's new look. hehe. I had a tummy ache from laughing.

Marita and Mette somehow came up with this tradition that everyone who visited Bergen had to sit on the reindeer. People stared at me like I was this crazy asian tourist. As if i don't have that sterotype already printed on my forehead in a completely white and blonde country.

My girl Malou. Haven't seen her in a year and a half. Its been way too long. We spent everyday reminiscing and enjoying every moment together. It was nice to have alone time with her and not actually feel weird about it. If you read this malou, thanks for letting us stay at your place and introducing me to all your wonderful friends. I miss you so much. Come back to Perth.

And that goes for the rest of you who left. *scornful stare* I'm still waiting.

i dedicate this post to zhen

2007-07-15T21:06:00.000+08:00

So some people have been complaining that I haven't been blogging at all, and I do realise my last blog entry was quite a long time ago. So here I am, in Norway on a cold, rainy Sunday, writing an entry. Yes my dear, this is dedicated to you. I'm currently in Bergen, Norway. Staying at Marita's house and it's absolutely fantastic. I love it so much here, I know I sound a little sua ku when I say this, but everyone here lives on a mountain/hill! Its such a beautiful place despite what everyone says about the weather. Everyone we've met, especially Marita's family has been so hospitable to us. Nice.

Thomas flew to Bergen in time for Marita's birthday. It was so nice to see that German again. Good times bro!

We've done heaps of stuff so far, went snowboarding(!), went fishing on a boat, went partaying!

So here are some photos.

In this photo: Morten (Mette's bro), Miken, Marita, Me, Jachin and Mette.

Thomas trying to make a move on horrified Marita. Haha. Just playing.

Bjørn being his usual self. I dunno why he likes to pose like that when he's drunk.

This is Bjørn when he is sober. Big difference. I think this is like the only photo I have of him when he's sober. Interesting. I'm sorry, was too lazy to rotate the photo. Rotate your head instead ok?

Here's our dear Thomas. He's cracked us all up since he's been here. Miss him so much, funny Mr Bean.

And this, is a photo from Jøndal, where we went snowboarding. Stayed with Marita's aunt, Nina, who was soooo funny. This is the view from her veranda, at midnight. Yes midnight. So beautiful man. First time I saw a clear sky in Norway at night. haha.

And this is me with Marita's snowboard, the one I used, snowboarded on and fell with. Please rotate your head again. thankew.

We were so lucky that the sky cleared up in Jøndal at around 4.30pm, we sat outside playing idiot and basking in the sun. Simply beautiful. Don't mind thomas, its his look when the photographer says 'say cheese'. He says cheese and forgets to open his eyes.

Ok that's all for now. Getting so lazy uploading photos. More when i get back to Perth!

West Coast Blues & Roots 2007

2007-04-24T00:18:00.000+08:00

Okay, I'm bored at home, doing absoultely nothing, so I decided I shall post up some photos of the Blues & Roots concert I went to recently. It was absolutely fantabulous, we went trigger happy with the camera. We had 3 I think. I guess its nice to look back on photos of good memories with great friends. Not sure how many of you know, but we saw performances from the likes of John Butler Trio, The Waifs, Gomez, Xaivier Rudd, John Mayor, Missy Higgins and Ben Harper. Of course there were a lot more great bands, but those are a few to list. Oh yeah, there was also Wolfmother, which was the last band on Saturday. We waited a longgg time for them to appear, and good god did I almost immediately wish they would disappear.

Yes, you heard me, sorry Wolfmother fans, they really do SUCK. The bloody lead singer sounded the same in everydamnsonghesang. His vocals were similar throughout, and it just got boring after a while, and so annoying when you're squished with everyone who's trying to get a closer look. Pfft. What a waste of time.

The Waifs were something new for me, they were a little bit more country, but their harmonics were great! Johno's voice was ooh-so-soothing that it made me melt, but haha, when he appeared on the big screen, he should really learn to make his mouth appear a little more pleasant. Well God is fair. He can't have it all, the good voice, the talent, Jessica Simpson AND good looks. So yeah.

Here's John with his beauuuuutiful gweetar.

Gangsta Stylin - Jem, Me & Niko doing our thang with our B & R hoodies

And to end on a more narcissistic note, like my new hairdo? heh.

Murder, Suicide, Homicide, Killing Spree

2007-04-18T16:10:00.000+08:00

There was havoc in the world not just a few days ago, when a lunatic University student decided to bring a Glock 9mm and 22mm gun to school and go on a shooting spree. Everyone in Virginia Tech was hysterical, either running for their lives, or watching their classmates being mualed right in front of their eyes. There was nothing they could do, it was almost like this guy was on a mission to kill everyone in sight. Why? No one knows. He ended up killing 33 people, teachers and students alike, and injuring over 20. And then he shot himself.

Upon hearing the news, my heart sank. My two friends Dave and Justin go to that University. What were the chances I knew someone from VT, let alone 2 good friends. The killer went trigger happy at the engineering block of the campus. Dave and Justin were from engineering. Holy shit indeed.

Thankfully, I saw Justin's name pop up on MSN. He's alive! Thank god. Dave? He's alive! Thank god again. It was his birthday, the poor boy. Now the second question was, what about their friends? I got 1st hand information from Justin, the numbers went up from 20, to 22, to 30, and now 33, including the psycho killer himself. One of Justin's friends had to jump from the second floor of the building to escape being shot.

The engineering community in VT is apparently very small, I'm sure everyone knew at least one person either shot or killed. My heart goes out to all the friends and families of the victims, and those who had the misfortune of having to witness murder right in front of them. Imagine the toll it must take on a person's mental health. They're scarred for life.

Apparently the psycho killer had an argument with his girlfriend, whom he killed, two hours before the shooting spree. You asshole. He was a loner, but he had a girlfriend. Interesting. You asshole.

Thanks Justin for being available for everyone to contact you. Tell Dave to do as you did in facebook, saying you're ok. We need to know. Haven't had the chance to talk to him yet. Take care dude, I hope you're all right. Both you and Dave are in our minds, prayers and hearts. Miss ya heaps!

Simply Perfect

2007-04-15T02:38:00.000+08:00

I made my way to the Fairbridge Festival near Pinjarra yesterday. The Narasirato Pan Pipers were performing there, a 3 day festival with huge crowds. I simply could miss a chance to see those wonderful guys again, even if the journey did take more than an hour, every minute seeing them was just Perfect. The men from the Malaita Village in Solomon Islands, never have I thought I would have the chance to meet such sincere and simple people. I wanted to surprise them by just turning up, little did I know the grounds were gonna be that big. Luck be it, I bumped into dear Dwanye hammering away, building his dome.

This was at Kellerberrin, that's little Willy from the back

The look of surprise on all their faces when they saw me was absolutely priceless. I was worried they wouldn't remember me, how silly of me. Thank you Peter, for letting me have another day with them. They had an entire stage to themselves this time. Their performance was simply mind-blowing. They've all grown so much since Kellerberrin, and that was only 2 weeks ago. Their stage presence is so contagious, it's nothing anyone can imagine. How I wish everyone could get a chance to interact with these guys. Mankind at it's best. Donation M (Captain), Small Donation, Charles, Willy, Peter, Michael, Andrew, Jimmy, and Clayton, you are beautiful people who have come to my life & lit it up through your personality, music and passion for life. I will try to do justice with the film we are currently editing - hopefully what I experienced can be felt through my film. Thank you for everything and I hope some day soon I will be able to learn your culture in Solomon Islands. Like Charles said - PERFECT.

Cheeky Charles, lead singer upfront doing his thang at Fairbridge.

It's not like these guys will actually read my blog, they don't even know how to use a computer I'm assuming. But one can be hopeful. I'm really keen on travelling to Solomon Islands now - not for the touristy things, but to live their kind of life. Out in the wilderness with trees, living in huts, hunting for your food, fishing, no shoes, no electricity, nothing but company of people you love, and of course, music. Anyone keen in joining in on that?

Hello. I am a shit-stirrer.

2007-04-11T00:57:00.000+08:00

Uni break is quickly coming to an end, an end I wish will never come. This two week break has been so relaxing, how I wish life were to be like that for all time. I've thoroughly taken time to enjoy myself, and yet there is work to be done. This semester has been a tough one, what with two major production units to handle and on top of that, essays to be written and a magazine to publish, AND idiots to work with.

End.

Leave Me Alone

2007-04-09T01:02:00.000+08:00

Happy Easter y'all!

Not that it was much of an easter, basically sitting around buying, receiving and eating easter eggs. How fattening! I was a good girl and gave four away. But the rest was mine! Hehe.

This ain't gonna be much of a post, just decided I should blog more regularly is all. I do hope everything is okay in Solomon Islands, with the tsunami and all. Damn these natural disasters, damn us people who create global warming! I swear the earth is dying at a quicker pace that we will all admit to. I mean, it snowed in Melbourne in winter, our summer has been crazy, everything is just fucked up. Three Rs people! Weren't you taught that in school??

Anyhoos, just a few random photos taken with my mobile.

This is my little niece, Chantrea, and this is her when I ask her to smile. She's got the whole squinty look. How adorable.

And this is Marita and I preparing ourselves before going into the depths of the assailing smell of sealant paint. Jem, the lengths we go to to help you.

Dag on my right, never smiles for photos. Somehow, he managed to convince me not to either. Not a bad look I must say.

OK la. The end.

Meet my new Friends

2007-03-31T02:31:00.000+08:00

I've recently been on a trip to Kellerberrin, a couple of hundred kilometres out of Perth. Had to film a documentary for Community Arts Network of WA. It was such a rewarding experience, travelling on the bus with the Solomon Island men, and understanding a completely different culture. Words can barely describe how I felt, and still feel, about the trip I had and the things I saw and learnt.

Who knew I would have the chance to meet people who live with no electricity, shoes, cars and technology, people who have to hunt for their food and trade with "shell money". They are the most down to earth people I have ever met. They don't say much, but they sure made me laugh a lot, and still smile at the time we spent.

They are currently on tour in Australia, raising funds to build a culture house in Solomon Islands. I think it's absolutely amazing how they took that step to embrace our society, and to share with us a part of their life. I wish everyone could have experienced what I did.

Like I said, words will do no justice to the trip I had, and how these guys are. I'll let the pictures do the talking.

Quick Photo Updates

2006-12-26T02:29:00.000+09:00

First and foremost, Merry Christmas everyone! I do hope everyone has been celebrating well and having a good time with friends and family on this special occasion. Christmas has always been one of my favourite times of the year. No, not because of the presents, but its the time for celebration and joy with the ones you love. For me, its the time of year for reflection on my life and how lucky I am to have come this far in life. God has blessed my family and I and for that I am truly grateful.

Been pretty hectic the past couple of weeks trying to get Paragon Mag stuff done. It definintely ain't easy, but it sure is worth it. The weather has been crazy but managed to still enjoy it. Here's a quick photo update of what I've been up to. I love taking photos, simply wish I had the time to edit.

We went to King's Park to chill and be nerds. We were all reading a book and enjoying the breeze. Unfortunately the ducks wouldn't stop disturbing us cuz we decided to feed ONE some chips. In the end, about 7 of them surrounded us and I was paranoid one was gonna peck at my leg.

We had a visitor from Norway so we decided to bring her to Rotto (Rottnest Island) considering none of us had ever been there. The day started out soooo shitty with the greyest of clouds, but turned out to be miraculously beautiful. God heard my prayers.

And on the eve of Christmas Eve, Monica and I decided to make a Gingerbread house. The first ever Gingerbread house for me! I was so excited I tell you. Ikea is the best, provide you with funny foreign things. Ok la, I know it looks easy to make, but i tell you, the sugar takes like FOREVER to melt.

The process of making it...is hilarious. Cuz the sugar hardens the moment u stretch it with the spoon. But oh-so-yummy!

And....*drumroll* the Final (sorta) Product!

Okay so my font isn't exactly attractive or Chrismassy, but hey I tried. Bought frosting instead of icing...so yeah. Poo. Still, looks like snow?!?! Hahahaha...okay la. I'm proud of my Gingerbread house so don't say anything mean. That's all for now. Chrissy photos another time. Now........SLEEP!!!!

Gone Are The Good Old Days

2006-12-10T22:47:00.000+09:00

One by one, they've all gone home. Once there was 8, now there's only 3. Soon only one will be left. Poor Jan, all alone during the scorching hot days of summer. Speaking of which, I'm gonna try heading to the beach as much as possible before heading back home to the humidity which will eventually kill me. I miss my friends.....

Been enjoying the Uni brea so far. Turns out I only have one year left instead of the one and a half I thought I still had to complete. AND, only 3 units per semester for that year. Quite exciting. Although I'm not quite sure I'm ready to graduate as yet. Who knows, maybe I'll take up another degree and learn more, or do masters in Film and Television. Exciting Stuff.

On other news, went to watch G3 on Friday night and it was awe-fucking-some! For those of you who don't know who G3 consists of, there's Steve Vai, John Petrucci and Joe Satriani, the greatest guitar legends there ever is! If you ever, EVER get the chance, pay the money to watch them Live. Its worth every single penny. Work your ass off if you have to. We paid $110 for four hours of solid guitar playing and god damn was it worth it. I've got videos if anyone's interested.

Fucking blogspot won't let me upload photos. UGH!

It was not a hiatus

2006-11-19T23:47:00.000+08:00

Been partae-ing way too much. And bumming too much. Actually, more like spending as much time with everyone as I can before they all leave to different parts of the globe. Damn you. 2 Americans already left for their east coast tour. It really sucks. We met Arylene, Brendan and Cols at Eurobar yesterday, all ready to get Dave wasted before he left us all in the lurch. We didn't have to do much. He pretty much downed 5 beers in the 1st 15 minutes we got there. It was hilarious. Plus before that he'd brought along a little goon bag as a friend to keep him company. He's hungover in Cairns now. Haha.

Just a few photos from last night. We were all out to get crazy. With Arylene, there's always insanity around.....and boob grabbing.

Unfortunately, Collette had to leave early so we couldn't get very many peektures.

Oh by the way, any of you like Stitch? The character from the series Lilo and Stitch (duh)? Here's a photo of him like you've never seen before.

Ti Still Tapar!

2006-10-23T01:32:00.000+08:00

On Friday, we celebrated Jan & Dag's birthday in advance. All that planning definitely did not go to waste and everything went almost exactly as planned! The place we booked was a little smaller than expected, but the crowd that turned up was also a lot smaller than expected. Got the balloons ready and had to change into our viking and wenche costumes in a hurry.

We started at about 4.30 at Jan's flat to get them drinking - 3/4 of Jim Beam, a full bottle of Vodka, 6 Jim Beam mixers and 6 Tooheys Extra Dry. Everything was gone except the vodka. Olivere had to pick them up at 6.30 and according to him, they were so drunk. He asked me "What did you do to them??? They were giggling in the car and I was afraid they were gonna puke in my car!"

Oh, and they were blindfolded. Haha. So fun.

Peektures! (oh and I got drunk as a donkey. heh. proud of me zhen?)

Jan getting drunk slowly and me high on Jim Beam

Thomas our balloon man. 29 balloons won't help you fly. I tried.

One viking, 3 wenches. Notice I'm blonde.

This is how happy and surprised they were once blindfolds were off.

The night started off really happy, and ended really happy too. We never stopped drinking and it was AWESOME! I'm glad I wasn't drunk off my boots, but enough to have to think hard about stuff I did. I'm glad those who came did, and those who said they would and couldn't even inform me they weren't......what am I to say? You missed out.

hot :)

Meet Henry the Croc.

Zee Boys All Vikings

Not wenches but still strong.

Ok that's all for now folks.... I'm bored of clicking and waiting for the photos to download. And my instant noodles are waiting for me. haha.

Let's Face It - Life Sucks

2006-10-17T00:51:00.000+08:00

It astounds me when I look at think about the life you lead now, and how intoxicated with happiness you are. I am perplexed when I think about how glorious life is for you after the pain you managed to cause. I'm piqued you could so easily forget the pain you inflicted on another's life for your selfish gains, yet only one person is left hurt. Almost everyday I'm struggling to rid my mind of the nightmares you caused me to go through, only for you to have turned around and point the fault finger at me.

After more than 2 years, I'm still affected, I'm still hurt. In my mind I'm this little girl coiled up in a corner of a room too afraid of anything, but yet life goes on. I could easily say you destroyed my life, and to a certain extent you did, but I'm better than that, and I'm better than you. What you put me through on a daily basis could only make me stronger. I just wish you knew that the actions you thought were innocently done simply because of love, could and has done permanent damage. They weren't innocent and you weren't stupid. I wish you were, then it would be so much easier to move on from the pain.

I hear of stories of you and your life, not because I want to, but because I don't really have a choice. I see pictures of you, and I try to wish you all the best. But it's not fair. You don't deserve it, and you don't deserve my blessings or forgiveness. You dragged me to hell and left me to crawl out on my own. I wish the people around you knew.

You manage to keep up the facade of an angel to those around you. But deep inside stems a boy who's full anger and hatred because he is scared. Scared of nothing but fights nothing anyway. Your family thinks the world of you, and they look at me like I hurt the best person there is. They used to smile but now they smirk. You keep it that way, you like the facade you live in. I wish they knew.

You don't deserve to not know what you did, to be able to brush it aside like it never happened at all. You don't deserve a happy life where ignorance is bliss. You're a liar and a cheat. I wish I could tell you that straight in your face but i won't. I'm bigger and better than you.

No apology, no remorse, no nothing. You gave me none of those but I wished you the best in life.

I just wish you knew.

Babble Dabble Pink

2006-10-15T10:54:00.000+08:00

Yesterday we went to Little Creatures to celebrate Justin's birthday. My whole plan of going was simply to get him smashed. Of course it worked - too well. However while Jeremy & I were waiting for Jachin to get his shoes, we were parked in front of a large garbage bin when we noticed this.

The Bin :

Closeup:

Yeah okay, I'm going to be dumb enough to want to enter a garbage bin full of, let's see, GARBAGE? That was our laugh of the day. So remember kids, Do Not Enter a garbage bin. The smell could be more hazardous than you think.

So we got to Creatures, & immediately the bo9ys bought Justin 2 beers. He was happy - at first. But we made him drink the 1st one in less than 5 minutes. Then we wanted to snap some photos, & the boys wanted to pretend to lick his face. Justin freaked out as you can see.

It was stupidly funny. Justin got more and more drunk, and became a real crude ass. He was full of "sweet" words. We were being asses and we forcing him to drink. All we got was "I hate you all, fuck you, you're all bastards". Hahaha. I'm never gonna let him live this down. BUt then he drank too much and decided he had to puke. He left a trail of puke on the way to the toilet, but he came back a happy man (with an extra 4 beers).

Most of the night was just spent laughing at the Birthday boy. It was fun. I'm sure he don't feel too good today. And i'm gonna get loads of shit but i don't care. heh.

The Most of Us

After we bought him about 7 beers and the place was about to close, Justin was completely wasted. As we made our way to the exit, about 10 metres away, Justin very calmly walked and puked next to a table of people then walked away as if that was normal. We walked outside, he reached the road and he puked somemore while walking. It was soooo gross! Then he decided to puke in a bush while a group of people cheered him on. Not cool. He then came after me to hug me cuz i was snapping photos of him.

So that was how the night ended.

Little Shittles

2006-10-13T00:34:00.000+08:00

I dyed my hair dark brown with pink highlights!!! Woot! The guy actually wanted me to go black, but that completely freaked me out. Never had black hair in my life, good god, from brown to black is scary. ok not link pink is much better, but I love it! Always wanted to have pink hair and now i do. Yippee. Here's a photo, please ignore my pimple and retainers. Uggs.

The weather here has been picking up, going to the beach loads and loads and loads. Whoop-dee-doo. Getting darker and darker. And more and more naggings from my sis. Haiya. I'm just glad i'm no longer a white shade of pale which screams "Winter Skin!!!". Been having bbqs as well. Lovely lovely lovely.

Was gonna post more photos, but blogger screwed up on me. Oh well.

Done.

Your Ba Dang Dangs are too Big, Shortee

2006-10-10T00:00:00.000+08:00

First touch rugby match today, first time playing in a mixed team. It was pretty damn exciting shit. We did pretty well considering we'd never played in this team before, against a team playing together for 2 years. 6-3. I reckon that's hell good. I shall not reveal the team's name. Sounds a little ridiculous to me. Heh.

Last night Alex, dear ol' Alex, cooked us PEPPER CRABS! Holy shit that was good stuff man. 5 of us, 12 flower crabs and 18 man tous. Nothing beats that I tell you. I went straight to fatty hell but it was all well worth it. Thanks dude, those were the best crabs I've had in a long time. Some pictures for today.. lazy to type.

And i got a sudden case of hiccups. *hic*

Before Dinner Started

The Damage We Did. Yum.

Joe Satriani, John Petrucci, Steve Vai & A Burnt Ass

2006-09-29T19:15:00.000+08:00

Its been so nice having sun all week, spending almost all my time in the beach hoping to be rid of my ghastly shade of pale. It worked all right today, got my ass burnt even though i desperately jumped into the freezing cold sea water in an attempt to cool down. It was wayyyy packed, especially with high school kids strutting their stuff. Pfft. There were some whales and blubbler galore too though. Heh. Shall try to be nice.

Boy from Oz coming up on Monday. Can't wait. It's the Queen Birthday then and its a PUBLIC HOLIDAY. SOme please explain to me, public holiday means everyone gets a holiday right? WRONG! Why do us poor uni students still have to go for our classes. Its just not fair! Hmph. 5 more weeks of Uni and i'm done. Whoopee.

Been going climbing again, its been uber fun. And soon i'm gonna be playing touch rugby weekly...not too sure if its too bright an idea. But hey, should be fun. And i'm supposing its a mixed team, if i can't play, hopelfully I have eye candy. ha-ha-ha.

Just booked tickets to see G3 - Joe Satriani, John Petrucci and Steve Vai. Ooh la la! Serious guitar fanatics will know who I'm talking about. Its gonna be HELL EXCITING! These guys are practically legends, to think I'm gonna be in the same arena as them hearing them jam their stuff. Its gonna be steaminggggg!

On a more serious note, I'm going broke from concerts.

In all Drunkardnesssss

2006-09-11T14:28:00.000+08:00

I typed out a nice long entry filled with captivating photos of my friends and I in all our drunkardness on my birthday, however my computer decided to take me on a trip of complete insanity by crashing on me just as I clicked on the "publish post" button. Thus, all was lost and my post was DESTROYED and lost in the virtual world of lost doucuments due to computer crashes.

So because I have been pestered incesantly to post my photos, I'm gonna just plop them all in one virtual space without headings for you to see. I cannot be bothered to type out the long story of my extremely good and bad trip down south as the whining period as long come to a halt.

In summary, my car's ignition decided not to turn the day after we arrived, leading to a build-up of stressful events and phonecalls. My friends, in celebration of my birthday and in hope of cheering me up did more than I can imagine - I had balloons and little blowy thingy-ma-jiggies on the night of my birthday, breakfast delightfully welcoming me on the morning of my birthday, and a cake specially delievered by a friend living nearby. Did i mention it coincidentally was my favourite cake? (The extra cream was then used as weapons of mass mess between Ze German and Jan)

Our trip started with boozing...

A bit of posing....

A little bit of fighting...

And a whole lot of PRESENTS for ME!

More photos in the next entry...to be continued...

3 Cheers For Me

2006-08-31T00:36:00.000+08:00

had pre-Birthday celebrations today, and no, I did not get drunk. We had a typical Singaporean-style steamboat at my place, called a few close friends over. Was really nice and pleasant, but the finished just about everything (except the vegetables). They wanted to get my drunk but really, they didn't try hard enough. A big thanks to those who came and brought me gifts and wine. Appreciate it many guys! Big love weather is getting a little too warm to have a steamboat though. No doubt it was definitely a good evening. Those boys can sure eat! They all around.

My two Norwegian lovelies, Dag and Jan. Don't worry about Jan, he's not really a retard like he may seem, his eyes just don't open when he takes photographs. You'll see in more photos to come. First time they had steamboat and I think they had quite a bit of fun. Different for sure.

See what I mean. But I still love him to bits. The best Norwegian friend together with Dag.

The Singaporean boys who can eat a whole lot! Good job guys, its really been a pleasure knowing you guys. Jeremy (leftest) told me a story about a Golden Retriever who ate a 36DD bra whole and couldn't shit for days. Hell that's the funniest story I've heard.

Here are my lovelies, Arylene and Collette, otherwise known as my editor and sub-editor. Big bosses! No not really...haha its getting too late in the night for this.

Last one: group shot. One person is missing and its just not the same, but I'll make do when I go down south. Whoopee! Simply wonderful!

S.W.A.T

2006-08-26T01:17:00.000+08:00

Uni started, I couldn't be bothered to post as much. Actually no, I was waiting for pictures to be sent to me so I could be lazy and post them instead of typing a long-ass entry. This semester is a fucking killer but I guess I sorta love it. We've only just past the 4th week and now we're in our first semester break. Hoorah! Going down south at the end of the week to celebrate my birthday. God damn I'm getting old.

Went to the Caversham Wildlife Park (again) to show the boys animals they find so absolutely intriguing. It is cool though, getting up close with animals and feeding them and stuff. Dave and Jachin were flexing their muscles against the size of the kangaroo. What is the relation? Don't ask me, I have no clue. I just took the photo as ordered.

Now this camel was just standing there as the boys went for the camel ride. He stood there for the longest time just calling out for me to snap his behind. And so i did. I reckon it makes a really cool photograph. You can't quite make out what animal it is.

Last but not least, this is Justin trying to hypnotize (mesmerize?) the lovely camel by staring it straight in the eyes. Haha. He was kinda scared though cuz i asked him to go closer and he wouldn't. So there you go, Justin's new love. Heh. Sorry Justin!

Born with innocence and capacity to love

2006-07-31T16:24:00.000+08:00

"All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing." Edmund Burke

I cry as I write this entry, not only because of the extreme graphics I came upon in my search for information. I cry for the lives that have been lost in the process of this war, and especially for the children who were terrbily injured and died tragically. I shall spare you the images I have seen, but I ask you to please remember them in your prayers.

Everyone is born with true innocence and the greatest capacity to love with complete sincerity, only to be slowly damaged and destroyed as we get influenced by society and political values. As children we know nothing of anything, we don't question a person's agenda or who he or she is. A child has the capacity to provide a simple gesture of a hug and a person's world could shine brightly because of the innocence within them. Unfortunately, that child in us disappears as time goes by. Where does it go?

War - it is a fight created by political members of two or more countries, a fight for what they think is rightfully theirs, a fight for reputation, an unnecessary fight where normal people like you and me are killed for a fight we didn't choose. If we were taught from young it is wrong to kill, how are killings in wars justified at all? No matter in what situation, aren't all forms of killings considered to be murder?

So some people say they fight for their country and they'll die if they have to. Have to. Choosing sides when it comes to politics is not a must, sometimes it is a matter of survival. To fight for freedom, to fight for your life unless poverty and suffering is a more pleasant choice. Soldiers were sent to Iraq to fight Bush's war. Without questioning a war was declared based solely on what the government says. Boys and men die for their country, what happens to their parents who brought them into this world?

Because of someone else's war, families suffer heartbreak and agony of losing their loved one. Who ever wants to die? Who ever wants to leave this world and their family behind, never to been seen, touched or heard ever again? No one. But because of politics a side has to be chosen, even innocent civillians are hurt and killed in the process.

Death saddens me. When I see people cry because of true loss, I cry with them. There is no other way.

Why doesn't Bush go out and fight in the war he started? Because he is the President of America and retains a higher position compared to soldiers who join the miltary. The war started a relatively long time ago, I no longer have complaints about that. It merely angers me to know of the pain and anguish of those who have suffered great losses. Was it worth it?

Here is a letter, "Dear America" written by an American Marine, Lt. Kevin Brown. It gives insight to a soldier's thoughts of the war. It is indeed a very different perspective.

Picking Up The Pieces As I Go

2006-07-28T19:40:00.000+08:00

Splattered blood on the wall in a collage of images,

Gruesome splatters paint a pretty picture.

Take a camera and snap a polaroid,

Memories will forever stain your heart.

The countdown to uni begins as the weekend draws nearer. I'm actually quite looking forward to the start of this sem, more new things to come. I've already settled my weekly climbing days and new buddies who are really keen to join. Climb for the first time today in a long time, did okay. I'm slowly getting better with the techniques. Only thing is the pain in my toes and fingers. Bought climbing shoes so I wouldn't have to rent the smelly ones. Breaking into them is gonna be a bitch, why do rock climbing shoes have to cramp your toes so bad??? Now i know how the china women felt when they had to bind their feet. Grrr.

A Million Little Pieces

2006-07-27T14:53:00.000+08:00

WOW. Waterford last night was pretty damn awesome. Haven't been there in such a long time I was almost nostalgic. The crowd really starting piling in come about 10 or so. It was great to see some familiar faces I hadn't seen in a while. Shane came back just for waterford (i think) and Ben came back too! Those people disappeared for wayyy too long. But its all good now. We're all trying to enjoy what's left of the Uni break. Another 3 and a half days to go as I write this.

There was a crazy after-party at flat 44. There was a shit load of people there, a lot of randoms too. Some asshole had to throw chairs around, and another (maybe the same) kicked the sprinklers and it shot up like a fountain. The poor tenant of the flat tried her best to get us all to leave by telling us security was coming. What a load of hogwash. She told us that for a good hour. I guess she was trying to salvage what was left of the outside of her flat. Haha. Quite happy i don't live on campus.

It's been pretty cool so far, meeting the new people. They're mostly pretty friendly. I'm also re-meeting people who seem to have a tendency of forgetting my name, therefore making me feel like quite the fool when i happily walk up to them and greet them. Hey, you can't accuse me of not being friendly aye?

The rain is dreadful, i'm walking around in a huge jacket that's both warm and water resistant. What to do. Gonna make sure my hair and clothes stay dry.

Ok folks, that's all i got for today.

Blanket Festival???

2006-07-25T22:44:00.000+08:00

Lisa, that is probably the weirdest event I've heard of. Haha. But it's all good, maybe one day there really will be such a festival and we'll all be the hippest people there. Anyhows, greetings to you! Hope life's going good for you. Its just getting colder in Perth and I'm not enjoying being wrapped up all the time.

A few more days till uni starts. I have to classes that start at EIGHT! How horrid is that, i'm gonna have so much trouble getting my body clock right. I'm not complaining though, I only have a monday to wednesday uni week. And that's awesome by me. At least I won't need to wake up early the next day after a waterford night.

Samsui sister! Sorry been doing stuff every night, haven't been coming online much. heh. Enjoying my break while I still can, forgive me, I'll be coming back online again soon - more often that is. Don't need to call me a bitch ok! Haha.

And to all others who i've been bad at keeping contact with, I sincerely apologize too. I get quite crappy at things like that. Those in Europe and America, I'm planning my trip for next year! So yeah, hopefully you guys will be free enough when i finally do come down. I'm really looking forward to seeing you again and catching up. Good ol' times.

Time Passes Too Quickly When You Don't Want It To

2006-07-18T20:24:00.000+08:00

Ok ok, kena scolding already. I don't only have ONE melbourne buddy...what i meant was that Zhen came down to perth and we had a fantastic time together, therefore I referred to her as my melbourne buddy. Obviously melbourne is holding two of my buddies captive and I have to fly down there to save them. haha. You know what I mean. Jac, I'm waiting for you to come to Perth. Don't make it 2 years from now ok?

Its insane, almost 2 months of Uni break has already passed and Uni is about to start soon. So unfair! I wanna be on a break for like, forever! Okay maybe not, it gets a bit too boring trying to fill days with plans. The only thing to do is shop, eat and exercise. Pfft. I only like to shop when I have the bling blings.

Boy from Oz is gonna be in Perth in October, sister bought tickets. I'm so excited! I get to see Hugh Jackman on stage...LIVE! The star of Kate and Leopold and X-Men. I remember falling in love with Leopold in the movie, what a gentleman. However, watching this celebrity act does come at a price of $200 per ticket. Crazily insane i know, but i'm sure it'll be worth every penny. Mr Jackman won't let me down. At least its something to look forward in mid-sem, and then its Pearl Jam. I'm still upset I can't see Robbie Williams. Oh well. I'm broke from plays and concerts now. Dang.

So tell me, how am I supposed to afford to travel to visit my lovelies?

Tra-la-la, Melbourne Buddy Come Back

2006-07-16T22:42:00.000+08:00

I've been boring I know, but i haven't been coming online recently. No, its not that my schedule has been jam packed with stuff to do. Been merely doing the boring stuff like staying home watching dvds and pigging out. How exciting. Had a pleasant visitor from Melbourne who went home too quickly. Come back! I want to go travelling, I just don't have the cash. So many people to visit all scattered over the world. But first stop, definitely Melbourne! Already made a promise. haha.

Results came out a couple of days ago, did much better than my first semester thank god! I was going into hyperventilation everytime someone mentioned results coming out. The long awaited moment is over so i'm kinda looking forward to the next sem. Might be an even more interesting one. I hope.

My niece just turned 1 yesterday, she's just a darling. I'll post pictures up once my sister sends them to me. There were so many babies at the party! The playpen was turned into mini daycare. little ones crawling everywhere. They're quite tiring to chase after even though they're down on fours. They're quite zippy little things. And now that Chantrea can walk, she's off in a matter of seconds. Pretty birthday girl got many many presents. She'll have lots of toys to play with, nothing new.

Well that's that for now. Missing my lovelies back home and in Europe. Come visit me! You're always welcome at my house. :)

I want a man with wings

2006-06-20T23:57:00.000+08:00

World cup fever has started once again, I swore I wouldn't get into it but I've already watched a few matches. (Against my own will, I swear!) I guess the important match was the one with Brazil vs Australia. I was rooting for the Socceroos yet hoping Brazil would win. Its hard to match up to their technical skills really. But pfft, enough of soccer. I'm sick of it as it is.

And then again comes the time where friends start to leave, not known when to be seen again. All these exchange students, flying off to the other side of the world. Depressing days ahead. Not looking forward to sending them to the airport. It still very much is my enemy, the airport that is. I'm glad to say at least I have a few more 'permanent' friends now.

Had a 'conversation' with a friend about homosexual and gosh did it almost get heated. Homo-phobes irritate me. But of course, to each its own. I simply feel in this day and age people should be more open in their way of thinking. I was dumbfounded when this friend said that if his son (if he ever had one) were gay, he wouldn't give his approval/acknowledgement even if his supposed son's entire life's happiness depended on it.

Is homosexuality really such a wrong thing as people claim it to be, simply because it is against the law of nature, or science as some would call it? Ok, so it's a natural act for a man and woman to fornicate because reproduction is then made possible, but its not all about the sex, is it?! I don't see understand the bases of the arguments of homophobics, I think its simply the fact they fail to understand the whole concept of homosexuality, if they even tried to in the first place.

Perhaps its the stereotypes that society and media and portrayed the "gay world" to be, and I suppose a bit of cultural norms play a part. But why do people have to be so conservative in their way of thinking? It puzzles me......but then as i said, to each its own.

Its a neverending argument.

Life Flashes Before You

2006-06-08T00:19:00.000+08:00

The oddity of the human behaviour continues to puzzle me without fail. Different characteristics, personalities, attitudes and of course, the quirks. I've met people from all walks of life, those I get along well with, those who make me clench my teeth and swallow nasty comments, and those who are simply in between. You know the kind I'm talking about, the ones who sometimes you have to smirk off because what they say or do is just so damn weird. They're bi-polar almost. Geddit?

It's like a man with who has a big ego and has to put up a macho, manly facade, seemingly cool and suave even though its completely unnecessary and pointless. Erm. That made sense as a thought in my head. Whatever.

What I don't get is why people have to act all different especially when they meet a person of the other sex. They become this other person that's unrecognisable to friends...girls get giggly, guys act cool. Do people feel like they always have to impress? As a society now that stereotypes everything, are we so afraid of being judged because of our own judgements of others? In my opinion, I believe its just a matter of us judging ourselves.

It irks me when a friend presents themselves to be not as who they are, but who they want me to see. They think so carefully before speaking and hold themselves back to the point of discomfort. The way I see it, you are who you are and no matter how hard you try to hide it, it will always come out in the end. We're not all stupid.

I sit around and I observe - its a habit, don't ask me where it came from. But you'd be surprised as to how much things you learn about human behaviour. When in a group, I'm always the quietest cuz i can't be bothered to raise my voice to speak above the rest. Its more pleasant to sit back and listen. Tells you a lot about an individual. Interesting really.

But what can I say, people are they way they are, as they have been for a long time. Certains things are just perplexing.

Tomorrow Holds a dream that never can be reached,

One more day to this thus day. a ransomed destiny.

Tomorrow holds a light that shines internally,

A light that is determined by what's inside of me.

Tomorrow holds a shield protecting lasting love

But when released from on this EarthBecomes a parting dove

Tomorrow holds a key; a solution to pursue

A journey often treaded for the benefit of you.

Tomorrow holds a meaning; a meaning to fulfill

A thread of dedication lost behind a broken shield.

Tomorrow holds a silence that stands throughout the night

A passion fallen low to keep the embers burning bright.

But today holds Salvation, a Savior to believe

A broken heart was deeply pained, but now has set me free.