Damien Leith - Australia Idol 2006 Semi-Final #1
He's got fantastic control over his voice. I think I know to whom my votes might go to this year, even before the final 12 come about. Coz the others suck arse.
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
it's all about yesterday
Some random thoughts that had gone through my mind yesterday, which I had them jotted down for this entry.
1. My table was a mess while I was trying to work out a budget for my 2nd half of the year. Had to work out my expenses estimation so I had to dig out the years old utility bills from a box. And ta-dah! Out it fell my nail clipper which I thought I had lost for more than a few months! How the hell did it get into that box is something I will try not to comprehend. I do have another one, which is bigger than this one. Big things aren't always better - trust me.
2. Talking about budgeting - yes I am drawing up a master (sounds big and serious enough?) budget and finally putting all the accounting knowlegde I know in the income statements and balance sheets. To show that I am totally into get this thing going, they will comply with all the rules and regulations by AASB and ASIC.
3. The second semi-final of the Aus Idol pretty much sucked. There was only one voice that I thought was good. Unfortunately I didn't agree with her song choice - when the 16-went-on-17 Jessica sang Whitney's "I Wanna Dance with Somebody". And she had already sung "I Have Nothing" in the pre-lim. It just felt wrong as if she was singing some 50-year-old songs. I love Whitney Houston. Even though WH made those hits when she was very young (but still older than the 17yo!) Jessica looked simply baby-hit-me-one-more-time-Britney. I am not very sure about young girls doing ballads from the 80s and 90s; somehow the images striking my mind are way too different to what I see on stage. She could try go more Kelly-Clarksonish or Chrrrrrristina-Aguilerish or even Brit-Britney-ish. Fortunately the rest are not even worth mentioning so move on people.
4. Smokers please stay away from me!!!!! I have to activate my repelling magnetic force field whenever a big (sometimes small) man-size polluting chimney comes close to my breatheable vicinity. Too bad the force field doesn't work on them - normally I would be teleported 3 meters away instead of them.
5. Have been sitting too much and less exercise, especially on my butt. It's getting flabby and my pants are screaming coz they don't feel the snuggly fit anymore. Pat butt. Oh yea....Felt like 40-year-old melon. Kids, say goodbye to lifts and short-distance tram trips and hi to stairs!
6. Nightmare came true. Ocean 13 is being made now as we speak. 12 was already too much and 13 is coming up? 11 was bad to start with. So what are they gonna rob this time? Not another casino please? Maybe they'll try the reserve bank? Or or or - this time they are going to help the US government to steal crude oil!!! If there's no good idea for doing a trilogy, don't.
And that would be all for now. Enjoy your day and hope you get better PJ.
1. My table was a mess while I was trying to work out a budget for my 2nd half of the year. Had to work out my expenses estimation so I had to dig out the years old utility bills from a box. And ta-dah! Out it fell my nail clipper which I thought I had lost for more than a few months! How the hell did it get into that box is something I will try not to comprehend. I do have another one, which is bigger than this one. Big things aren't always better - trust me.
2. Talking about budgeting - yes I am drawing up a master (sounds big and serious enough?) budget and finally putting all the accounting knowlegde I know in the income statements and balance sheets. To show that I am totally into get this thing going, they will comply with all the rules and regulations by AASB and ASIC.
3. The second semi-final of the Aus Idol pretty much sucked. There was only one voice that I thought was good. Unfortunately I didn't agree with her song choice - when the 16-went-on-17 Jessica sang Whitney's "I Wanna Dance with Somebody". And she had already sung "I Have Nothing" in the pre-lim. It just felt wrong as if she was singing some 50-year-old songs. I love Whitney Houston. Even though WH made those hits when she was very young (but still older than the 17yo!) Jessica looked simply baby-hit-me-one-more-time-Britney. I am not very sure about young girls doing ballads from the 80s and 90s; somehow the images striking my mind are way too different to what I see on stage. She could try go more Kelly-Clarksonish or Chrrrrrristina-Aguilerish or even Brit-Britney-ish. Fortunately the rest are not even worth mentioning so move on people.
4. Smokers please stay away from me!!!!! I have to activate my repelling magnetic force field whenever a big (sometimes small) man-size polluting chimney comes close to my breatheable vicinity. Too bad the force field doesn't work on them - normally I would be teleported 3 meters away instead of them.
5. Have been sitting too much and less exercise, especially on my butt. It's getting flabby and my pants are screaming coz they don't feel the snuggly fit anymore. Pat butt. Oh yea....Felt like 40-year-old melon. Kids, say goodbye to lifts and short-distance tram trips and hi to stairs!
6. Nightmare came true. Ocean 13 is being made now as we speak. 12 was already too much and 13 is coming up? 11 was bad to start with. So what are they gonna rob this time? Not another casino please? Maybe they'll try the reserve bank? Or or or - this time they are going to help the US government to steal crude oil!!! If there's no good idea for doing a trilogy, don't.
And that would be all for now. Enjoy your day and hope you get better PJ.
Monday, August 28, 2006
And so the semi-final 1 begins
It's a bit different this year from timing point of view, which I think is kool as they cut the crap so that the viewers don't have to be waiting for week after week only to get to the Top 12. Moreover they, hopefully, get to keep the viewers tuned in continuously for the 5-day semi-final show.
Oh yes, in case you haven't caught on - it's the time of the year where singers-wannabe-but-were-undiscovered people trying to impress the nation and one of them will be crowned the xxxx Idol for the year. There can be only one international Idol so far - Ms. Independent Kelly Clarkson. And also first Idol ever (who they call Pop Idol) in the UK years ago - Will Young, who has a very uniquely distinctive voice but unfortunately it only reverberates in the UK air space.
The performances from the Aus Idol last night simply boiled down to two singers - Damien Leith and Dean Geyer. The former-Irish-turned-Ozzie lad had the complete control over his angelic voice when he sang Joe Cocker's "You are so beautiful". He's not a terribly good-looking guy to start with and he could use some help with what he was wearing but his voice just blew everyone away since day 1.
@lf's goosebump index: 4.0/5
Oh yes, in case you haven't caught on - it's the time of the year where singers-wannabe-but-were-undiscovered people trying to impress the nation and one of them will be crowned the xxxx Idol for the year. There can be only one international Idol so far - Ms. Independent Kelly Clarkson. And also first Idol ever (who they call Pop Idol) in the UK years ago - Will Young, who has a very uniquely distinctive voice but unfortunately it only reverberates in the UK air space.
The performances from the Aus Idol last night simply boiled down to two singers - Damien Leith and Dean Geyer. The former-Irish-turned-Ozzie lad had the complete control over his angelic voice when he sang Joe Cocker's "You are so beautiful". He's not a terribly good-looking guy to start with and he could use some help with what he was wearing but his voice just blew everyone away since day 1.
@lf's goosebump index: 4.0/5
Of course the highlight of the show belonged to Dean Geyer, who is the most gorgeous guy of this batch of Idols. He was confident and his attire was up to (mine) expectation. If I had to choose, Damien would be the way to go. Having said that, I believe that Dean still had a lot left in this tank. He's still young and sadly not enough interpretation of the song was coming through.
@lf's goosebump index: 3.5/5
A moment of grief must be given to one of the hosts, Andrew G, who I dunno if anyone's hair could get any more hideous compared to his. I had just gotta turn my head away or shut my eye lids whenever he showed. Those dreadlock or mullet of hair!!!! It had gotta go mate. He was the Bachelor of the Year for crying out loud when Idol started in 2003. I guess he has forgotten about a hair appointment since then. I wonder if Madge thought the same way when he interviewed her earlier this year.
That's all for now. More Idol shit will appear in this space I reckon. Have a good week ahead folks.
Ed: he's supposed to be at the gym NOW.
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Grevious Budget
Good Alf: Was originally planning to go to New Zealand at the end of year. But with PJ falling sick and SS falling out of employment, NZ has just become 1,000,000km further away from me.
So there's a change of plan that I might go to Sydney with Sherly to visit Winnie at the end of year, IF both of us have enough money! (Winnie you get the hint there)
Evil Alf: Satan (get it?) I feel so poor now after working out my budget for the next few months. Income almost balanced out expenditure. All thanks to my CT5 exam (so if I fail I am not gonna be an actuary anymore!), CPA qualification assessment (if the PR application tightens then I'll pack my bag balik kampung) and some very very bite-you-in-the-wallet retail theraphy. Let's just say that if I didn't incur all of those, I would be $1200 R-I-C-H-E-R.
Evil Alf: I am already having an idea of how to make more money - no, not by prostituting myself even though that might actually be a fantastic (but not good) idea - which I am not going to tell you. It's not going to the all-mighty ATM lah. It's not gonna be much though. (Good Alf shakes head and goes - Haih....)
Good Alf: Will definitely have lunch at home more often now, cut down on bloody expensive caffein intakes and no more going into the city.
Evil Alf: Should I chop my credit cards into pieces and stir fry with some vege for dinna tonight?
Evil Alf continues: I think I still owe my sister a free (luxurious) free meal - let's hope that she has forgotten about it OK? And please, don't you dare remind her!
Good Alf: We had better stick to the budget that we just drew up, you know, to account for every single sen.
Evil Alf, carelessly: Stick it up your @r$3 mate!
Ed: and so the battle between good and evil continues...
So there's a change of plan that I might go to Sydney with Sherly to visit Winnie at the end of year, IF both of us have enough money! (Winnie you get the hint there)
Evil Alf: Satan (get it?) I feel so poor now after working out my budget for the next few months. Income almost balanced out expenditure. All thanks to my CT5 exam (so if I fail I am not gonna be an actuary anymore!), CPA qualification assessment (if the PR application tightens then I'll pack my bag balik kampung) and some very very bite-you-in-the-wallet retail theraphy. Let's just say that if I didn't incur all of those, I would be $1200 R-I-C-H-E-R.
Evil Alf: I am already having an idea of how to make more money - no, not by prostituting myself even though that might actually be a fantastic (but not good) idea - which I am not going to tell you. It's not going to the all-mighty ATM lah. It's not gonna be much though. (Good Alf shakes head and goes - Haih....)
Good Alf: Will definitely have lunch at home more often now, cut down on bloody expensive caffein intakes and no more going into the city.
Evil Alf: Should I chop my credit cards into pieces and stir fry with some vege for dinna tonight?
Evil Alf continues: I think I still owe my sister a free (luxurious) free meal - let's hope that she has forgotten about it OK? And please, don't you dare remind her!
Good Alf: We had better stick to the budget that we just drew up, you know, to account for every single sen.
Evil Alf, carelessly: Stick it up your @r$3 mate!
Ed: and so the battle between good and evil continues...
Friday, August 25, 2006
Blessed vs Cursed
I have pride in myself, and also for many other multi-lingual fellow Asian, especially those from Malaysia. Growing up in Malaysia, however racist the country may be, the Malaysian Chinese are not to play-play with (speaking of Manglish), we understand mostly Malay, Mandarin, Cantonese and Hokkien, maybe with the exception of Hindu (enough with the tongue rolling and ear gruelling). It's really an advantage that we are can switch our tongue and brain to the different grammatical requirements (I was supposed to give an example of broken English but not being one who practices that, I couldn't think of any), even though we may not be expertise in those languages.
I was in Melbourne University the other day and while walking past Richard Berry (a building for all the Maths geeks) a few guai-lows (i.e. caucasian) were singing the Happy Birthday song in Mandarin - 祝你生日快乐...祝你生日快乐...祝你生日快乐
Suddenly I felt that I was no longer special. With many people from the west eagerly learning our language, despite communication improvement, I felt that for one thing is you can't talk behind their backs anymore, for starter. And soon when everyone is special due to their multi-lingual ability, no one is. Even though it's inevitable, I just felt that we would need to do more to differentiate ourselves.
Being a Gemini, you would expect to see the flip-side argument from me for being multi-lingual wouldn't you? As everyone was waiting for the tutor to come in this afternoon, I was trying to complete the tutorial questions. However I was immensely distracted by the Chinese around me. A group of 6 people far opposite me were conversing, loudly like a bunch of aunties at the market I might add, in Cantonese and the two couples on each of my sides Beijing Mandarin with all the tongue-rolling. It reached a point where I would just yell - would you all STFU, maybe in all languages I know? Hahaha...Only I didn't. And the guai-po sitting directly opposite me was as cool as a cucumber. She wouldn't understand a bit of their conversation but me, on the other hand, heard all their bitching from xxx is so ugly to where to holiday to my accounts are not balanced!
Since I have bitched about my own colour, might as well move on to another colour as well (I am not trying to insult any race but it's just my experience). Incidentally I was going to Springvale in a train (you tend to see a bit more of the wider spectrum of the society in a train, somehow) from Flinders Street. Not far behind me an Indian dude was on the phone. With every passing stop, his volume increased and the tongue was rolling at high rpm, I was getting pissed. I hate people talking loudly in a train because I will be stirred.
As annoyed as I was, I was no where near the ang-moh sitting opposite to me. It was as if the tongue of the Indian guy was slapping his face. He got so red, like he was on fire. He cursed, but softly. And he motioned of uneasiness and annoyance. But I didn't think that the Indian guy could see any of those. Let's just say he hadn't stopped even when I got off at Springvale, which was some 30-minute good old smacking on my ear drums.
I know I can move to other seats away from those larger-than-life speakers or to another coach. But that's not the point is it?
Ed: talking behind someone's back isn't necessarily talking about bad things ok.
I was in Melbourne University the other day and while walking past Richard Berry (a building for all the Maths geeks) a few guai-lows (i.e. caucasian) were singing the Happy Birthday song in Mandarin - 祝你生日快乐...祝你生日快乐...祝你生日快乐
Suddenly I felt that I was no longer special. With many people from the west eagerly learning our language, despite communication improvement, I felt that for one thing is you can't talk behind their backs anymore, for starter. And soon when everyone is special due to their multi-lingual ability, no one is. Even though it's inevitable, I just felt that we would need to do more to differentiate ourselves.
Being a Gemini, you would expect to see the flip-side argument from me for being multi-lingual wouldn't you? As everyone was waiting for the tutor to come in this afternoon, I was trying to complete the tutorial questions. However I was immensely distracted by the Chinese around me. A group of 6 people far opposite me were conversing, loudly like a bunch of aunties at the market I might add, in Cantonese and the two couples on each of my sides Beijing Mandarin with all the tongue-rolling. It reached a point where I would just yell - would you all STFU, maybe in all languages I know? Hahaha...Only I didn't. And the guai-po sitting directly opposite me was as cool as a cucumber. She wouldn't understand a bit of their conversation but me, on the other hand, heard all their bitching from xxx is so ugly to where to holiday to my accounts are not balanced!
Since I have bitched about my own colour, might as well move on to another colour as well (I am not trying to insult any race but it's just my experience). Incidentally I was going to Springvale in a train (you tend to see a bit more of the wider spectrum of the society in a train, somehow) from Flinders Street. Not far behind me an Indian dude was on the phone. With every passing stop, his volume increased and the tongue was rolling at high rpm, I was getting pissed. I hate people talking loudly in a train because I will be stirred.
As annoyed as I was, I was no where near the ang-moh sitting opposite to me. It was as if the tongue of the Indian guy was slapping his face. He got so red, like he was on fire. He cursed, but softly. And he motioned of uneasiness and annoyance. But I didn't think that the Indian guy could see any of those. Let's just say he hadn't stopped even when I got off at Springvale, which was some 30-minute good old smacking on my ear drums.
I know I can move to other seats away from those larger-than-life speakers or to another coach. But that's not the point is it?
Ed: talking behind someone's back isn't necessarily talking about bad things ok.
Be careful what you race for
Both CBS and Mr. Burnett acknowledged that the new format could be criticized. “I know it’s going to be controversial,” he said. “I’m not an idiot.”
The new season of Survivor coming up in Sept is trying to play up to a new stigma, which shouldn't be too unfamiliar since everything else revolves around it, racism. Well maybe I shouldn't put it that way, racism. The members of the starting 4 tribes are representing 4 ethic groups. What's next? Tribes by religion? I dare not even go there.
Let the New York Times fill you in. And this time around they are in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. How exciting! Yes they are gonna be based on the Cook Islands.
Had a look at the Asian survivors. Asian = Korean meh? Out of the five there are 2 Koreans, and 1 Japanese I suspect (Virate = Japanese?) and gay (my gaydar could be wrong) and a Vietnamese whose nick is "Cao Boi" - which means moo boy. The fifth element from Asia? I dunno which one actually. Maybe you could tell me after you have a look. Am quite worried for them actually. Asian are smaller in size hence strength. Racist or not, I am gonna support the soft-tanned/yellow-skinned people.
The new season of Survivor coming up in Sept is trying to play up to a new stigma, which shouldn't be too unfamiliar since everything else revolves around it, racism. Well maybe I shouldn't put it that way, racism. The members of the starting 4 tribes are representing 4 ethic groups. What's next? Tribes by religion? I dare not even go there.
Let the New York Times fill you in. And this time around they are in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. How exciting! Yes they are gonna be based on the Cook Islands.
Had a look at the Asian survivors. Asian = Korean meh? Out of the five there are 2 Koreans, and 1 Japanese I suspect (Virate = Japanese?) and gay (my gaydar could be wrong) and a Vietnamese whose nick is "Cao Boi" - which means moo boy. The fifth element from Asia? I dunno which one actually. Maybe you could tell me after you have a look. Am quite worried for them actually. Asian are smaller in size hence strength. Racist or not, I am gonna support the soft-tanned/yellow-skinned people.
I've got nothing better to do
so I made a collage which consists of me, I and myself only.
What's more is that it's my current wallpaper.
They say you have to love yourself - I believe I am now, vainly.
And now you can judge me =P.
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Gone with the wind
I thought I was going to be late at 5 to 11 this morning. I had totally forgotten that I was working as I was studying immensely into CT5. Now that had not happened for as long as I could remember. Hurriedly I changed and made up (men's grooming which would normally involve shaving; in my case add little moisturising and waxing the hair) and out I went. Luckily I had picked my outfit in the morning. Yes it takes me 10 mins or so to pick something to wear in the morning. Otherwise I'd throw everything from my closet on my bed after trying them on and taking them off.
It was not possible for me get to Monash Clayton by 12pm. I just thought that I could be late by say 20 minutes? Then I remember Stephanie (my supervisor) saying "5 minutes late is OK, but xxxx is already 20 minutes late and she is still not there?" when xxxx was late for work one day. I was pretty much sitting on a hot pan on the train. I was on the Frankston line which wouldn't go to Clayton, actually. The brain had to work when one was desperate. If everything were on time, I was strategising, I could get to Monash Caufield and catch the shuttle bus to Clayton for free! But that would be really tight on time as the bus would leave at 1140 and I was just passing South Yarra at 1130.
Expectedly I arrived at Caufield train station fashionnably at 1139!!! Having a pair of legs which don't train much at all was really a pain in the legs, literally, and the lungs. In no time I was catching my breathe heavily as it was 200m (maybe less) between the train station and the bus stop. And I hear you say - he's not gonna make it. Right you are, I didn't make it and it was 1140 going on 1141. I had no choice but to half-walk-half-run to the train station and catch a taxi. Sherly please tell me this $19 ride is claimable against my tax? And I was late by 5 minutes and no one reported me!
On my way across the beautiful campus, I saw a couple lying on the field. Not so much of both lying, it was more like the man holding the woman as if she's dying. The Gone with the wind look. The guy was sitting half way with one hand holding the girl's head another holding her shoulder whereas the girl's head was on his lap. (OK I guess it didn't turn out as funny as I saw it)
Something funny was the emails I sent out yesterday regarding people walking into their parents cannodling. I am not gonna recite them here because those were taken off Jay's blog. Funny how parents came up with reasons for their sin, for which without we wouldn't exist =P. One couple told their omg-are-they-doing-what-I-think-they-are-doing child that they had to get naked because the Singaporean weather was too hot; another one said that they were trying on clothes (please tell me you don't do that in bed).
So it's quite a free day at work. Chances are I am not claiming overtime today. There might be another entry coming up later today when I get home with pictures from Dancing on Ice. I love all the dancing shows! DoI on Channel 9 and DWTS (that is Dancing with the Stars) on Channel 7. Love to see good bodies (well sometimes NOT when there are the elderly involved but their spirits well respected) with lotsa bling-bling on their clothes swinging around the dancefloor. I am blown away most of the time especially the show is nearing the end as the dancers get better and better.
And the coffee made me sick - it wasn't hot enough and I suspect it wasn't skinny but full-cream. Next time I need to scream "skinny" at the coffee people. Should I lash out more since I am on the coffee thing now? You gotta read it anyway =P. I am pretty unimpressed by the people who work at HQ Coffee at Monash Uni compared to the cafes at Melbourne Uni. They are just slowwwwwwwwww and the queue gets longggggggggggg. There's often no one to take orders and maybe someone is making the coffee. I hate waiting if there's no one before me. Maybe I am just missing all my coffee buddies. MISSING YOU!!!
I am getting all naggy. Off I am.
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It was not possible for me get to Monash Clayton by 12pm. I just thought that I could be late by say 20 minutes? Then I remember Stephanie (my supervisor) saying "5 minutes late is OK, but xxxx is already 20 minutes late and she is still not there?" when xxxx was late for work one day. I was pretty much sitting on a hot pan on the train. I was on the Frankston line which wouldn't go to Clayton, actually. The brain had to work when one was desperate. If everything were on time, I was strategising, I could get to Monash Caufield and catch the shuttle bus to Clayton for free! But that would be really tight on time as the bus would leave at 1140 and I was just passing South Yarra at 1130.
Expectedly I arrived at Caufield train station fashionnably at 1139!!! Having a pair of legs which don't train much at all was really a pain in the legs, literally, and the lungs. In no time I was catching my breathe heavily as it was 200m (maybe less) between the train station and the bus stop. And I hear you say - he's not gonna make it. Right you are, I didn't make it and it was 1140 going on 1141. I had no choice but to half-walk-half-run to the train station and catch a taxi. Sherly please tell me this $19 ride is claimable against my tax? And I was late by 5 minutes and no one reported me!
On my way across the beautiful campus, I saw a couple lying on the field. Not so much of both lying, it was more like the man holding the woman as if she's dying. The Gone with the wind look. The guy was sitting half way with one hand holding the girl's head another holding her shoulder whereas the girl's head was on his lap. (OK I guess it didn't turn out as funny as I saw it)
Something funny was the emails I sent out yesterday regarding people walking into their parents cannodling. I am not gonna recite them here because those were taken off Jay's blog. Funny how parents came up with reasons for their sin, for which without we wouldn't exist =P. One couple told their omg-are-they-doing-what-I-think-they-are-doing child that they had to get naked because the Singaporean weather was too hot; another one said that they were trying on clothes (please tell me you don't do that in bed).
So it's quite a free day at work. Chances are I am not claiming overtime today. There might be another entry coming up later today when I get home with pictures from Dancing on Ice. I love all the dancing shows! DoI on Channel 9 and DWTS (that is Dancing with the Stars) on Channel 7. Love to see good bodies (well sometimes NOT when there are the elderly involved but their spirits well respected) with lotsa bling-bling on their clothes swinging around the dancefloor. I am blown away most of the time especially the show is nearing the end as the dancers get better and better.
And the coffee made me sick - it wasn't hot enough and I suspect it wasn't skinny but full-cream. Next time I need to scream "skinny" at the coffee people. Should I lash out more since I am on the coffee thing now? You gotta read it anyway =P. I am pretty unimpressed by the people who work at HQ Coffee at Monash Uni compared to the cafes at Melbourne Uni. They are just slowwwwwwwwww and the queue gets longggggggggggg. There's often no one to take orders and maybe someone is making the coffee. I hate waiting if there's no one before me. Maybe I am just missing all my coffee buddies. MISSING YOU!!!
I am getting all naggy. Off I am.
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Aging monitor
If anyone was curious to know how "critical" the state of my laptop - no need to send "get-well-soon" notes to me; financial assistance would be good enough =P When I am looking at the picture on my own laptop, I am confused myself by the lines - on the monitor itself and the ones in the picture.
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Thank you!!!
Now my oscar speech: ah-hem! I never expected I would .... you know the shit.
Haha, sorry for being incoherent but I'm just too happy to be able to post this pic on the blog space. Just very happy to get my salary reviewed and increased by $1 per hour. Yes you heard me right. I am very happy about it. Let's hope I'll get more than that after a few more months!!
All the botiques and shopping complexes in the city are paging me violently upon hearing the news =P But I think I'll answer the page from my bank and credit card accounts first.
Btw I did, or at least thought of doing, something very disgutable (but would be pleasurable if successful?) while on my tram way home from AXA after meeting Cheryl today. I hear you ask... Maybe I'll let you know when there's a next time.
This bitch is gonna do some *homework* now.
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bloody picture posting
Is there something wrong with my computer or blogspot itself? I can't seem to upload pictures since the weekend. I am getting murderous and very impatient about this.
Saturday, August 19, 2006
Scissor Sisters - I Don't Feel Like Dancing
Fantastic song - it's grown on me more and more since the first listen. Don't feel like dancin'? You will!!!
Sing-a-long will ya!
Wake up in the morning with a head like ‘what ya done?’
This used to be the life but I don’t need another one.
Good luck cuttin’ nothin’, carrying on, you wear them gowns.
So how come I feel so lonely when you’re up getting down?
So I play along when I hear that favourite song
I’m gonna be the one who gets it right.
You better know when you’re swingin’ round the room
Look’s like magic’s solely yours tonight
But I don’t feel like dancin’
When the old Joanna plays
My heart could take a chance But my two feet can’t find a way
You think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway
But I don’t feel like dancin’
No sir, no dancin’ today.
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Even if i find nothin' better to do
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Why’d you break down when I’m not in the mood?
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Rather be home with no one when I can't get down with you
Cities come and cities go just like the old empires
When all you do is change your clothes and call that versatile.
You got so many colours make a blind man so confused.
Then why can’t I keep up when you’re the only thing I lose?
So I’ll just pretend that I know which way to bend
And I’m gonna tell the whole world that you’re mine.
Just please understand, when I see you clap your hands
If you stick around I’m sure that you’ll be fine.
But I don’t feel like dancin’
When the old Joanna plays
My heart could take a chance
But my two feet can’t find a way
You think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway
But I don’t feel like dancin’
No sir, no dancin’ today.
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Even if i find nothin' better to do
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Why’d you break down when I’m not in the mood?
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Rather be home with no one when I can't get down with you
You can’t make me dance around
But your two-step makes my chest pound.
Just lay me down as you blow it away into the shimmer light.
But I don’t feel like dancin’
When the old Joanna plays
My heart could take a chance
But my two feet can’t find a way
You think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway
But I don’t feel like dancin’
No sir, no dancin’ today.
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Even if i find nothin' better to do
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Why’d you break down when I’m not in the mood?
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Rather be home with no one when I can't get down with you
Just gotta love Jake Shear and his dance moves!!!
Fantastic song - it's grown on me more and more since the first listen. Don't feel like dancin'? You will!!!
Sing-a-long will ya!
Wake up in the morning with a head like ‘what ya done?’
This used to be the life but I don’t need another one.
Good luck cuttin’ nothin’, carrying on, you wear them gowns.
So how come I feel so lonely when you’re up getting down?
So I play along when I hear that favourite song
I’m gonna be the one who gets it right.
You better know when you’re swingin’ round the room
Look’s like magic’s solely yours tonight
But I don’t feel like dancin’
When the old Joanna plays
My heart could take a chance But my two feet can’t find a way
You think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway
But I don’t feel like dancin’
No sir, no dancin’ today.
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Even if i find nothin' better to do
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Why’d you break down when I’m not in the mood?
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Rather be home with no one when I can't get down with you
Cities come and cities go just like the old empires
When all you do is change your clothes and call that versatile.
You got so many colours make a blind man so confused.
Then why can’t I keep up when you’re the only thing I lose?
So I’ll just pretend that I know which way to bend
And I’m gonna tell the whole world that you’re mine.
Just please understand, when I see you clap your hands
If you stick around I’m sure that you’ll be fine.
But I don’t feel like dancin’
When the old Joanna plays
My heart could take a chance
But my two feet can’t find a way
You think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway
But I don’t feel like dancin’
No sir, no dancin’ today.
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Even if i find nothin' better to do
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Why’d you break down when I’m not in the mood?
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Rather be home with no one when I can't get down with you
You can’t make me dance around
But your two-step makes my chest pound.
Just lay me down as you blow it away into the shimmer light.
But I don’t feel like dancin’
When the old Joanna plays
My heart could take a chance
But my two feet can’t find a way
You think that I could muster up a little soft, shoop devil sway
But I don’t feel like dancin’
No sir, no dancin’ today.
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Even if i find nothin' better to do
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Why’d you break down when I’m not in the mood?
Don’t feel like dancin’, dancin’
Rather be home with no one when I can't get down with you
Just gotta love Jake Shear and his dance moves!!!
-0-This bitch is back-0-
My voice cord feels like it's been polished with sand papers. Why? It's been the Bee-Gees-+Earth-Wind-&-Fire+Scissors-Sister sing-a-long thing since I downloaded those beatiful 70s-80s disco dance tracks. To be serious I was, have been, high just listening to them. All the stress and tiredness are just danced away. Feel like dancin' yet? With the right one I'd say "bring it on babe" =P
It was raining lightly last night and I was trying to, what-else-you-would-ask, cram as much as possible into my filled-with-filth brain. And then I watched a DVD which talked about having unprotected sex anonymously and getting HIV and spreading it too. I have to say it took quite an impact on me. Rubber it or go f yourself?
I knew it would be a great day yesterday. I didn't fall asleep in Financial Accounting 1 lecture even though was busy sms-ing while listening. Sorry loh, credit's expiring soon and I know it was pathetic. But a few at-least-I-still-care-to-reply people replied and they all did help me stay awake the whole 2 hours. I mean, the people around must be thinking that I was popular or something coz my phone's just kept blinking and I was just typing away.
On my way home I mms-ed Winnie my new haircut pic. After telling her I felt like I needed a new pair of sunnies she asked me to get a pair of nerdy ones to match my nerdy look. There I was after that, at the well-lit and I am sure it's doing something to seduce my wallet to go in it - my store Myer. After trying some cK, DKNY, Gucci (I was so sure I wouldn't buy them but at least I wore them before!), Morrissey, Miu miu, Guess, Marcs Jacob bla bla...Funny enough I know I love MJ, when I wore one of their sunnies, they looked like a pair of goggles that people use for snorkelling. Some others looked oddly big on my face. No surprise there. Asian like me (who face value is small) do find it challenging and oh-so-bad-I-can't-wear-those-gorgeous-glasses as they would block, like I don't know, maybe one-third of my pretty face? And another thing is often we don't have the bridge like ang-mohs. No bridge no glasses darling. Btw, Edmund said that it had the Paris-Hilton look. Slutty eh?
On my way out of Myer I called JK and sms-ed Winnie for I had sinned...with great pleasure I might add. So dinna was bread + some barley. My wallet was already in ICU with the haircut, aussiebum undies, hair wax ($32!!!) and the glasses. It's Lygon for lunch with Sherly, Dennis (just came back from Sydney) and Cheryl today. Coming up tomorrow I might go to Let Them Eat Cake to let myself eat some cake. Yum yum.
The LCD on my computer has associated itself with the rainbow I think. Thin lines have been forming since May and the rate of them manifesting themselves in the past week was alerting! Technician said that it could be the video card (which would be costly) or the connection to the LCD. I hope it can make it till I go back to Malaysia at the end of year. This is how a line comes on to display - you start to see a line blinking, just like when you are switching on a pendaflour lamp where it'd blink for a few second before it'd lit. - this is exactly how the lines are telling me hey I am gonna be here, look at me coming on to your screen. Damn it. Let me tell you, with every extra line (luckily not on my face), my BP just keeps rising.
{Damn it - this is supposed to be a pic of my lappy's monitor. Oh well. Sorry the posting hasn't worked. Tried 6 times in vain. I give up as at 1803} - updated
It's amazing what shopping and talking to me Mom could do for me. The synergy (I have never learned how to use this word correctly even though it's always used in most companies' resolution or somethin') was great.
Now it leaves me around 70 minutes to get cracking at the multiple decrement tables before I head off to Lygon Street.
It was raining lightly last night and I was trying to, what-else-you-would-ask, cram as much as possible into my filled-with-filth brain. And then I watched a DVD which talked about having unprotected sex anonymously and getting HIV and spreading it too. I have to say it took quite an impact on me. Rubber it or go f yourself?
I knew it would be a great day yesterday. I didn't fall asleep in Financial Accounting 1 lecture even though was busy sms-ing while listening. Sorry loh, credit's expiring soon and I know it was pathetic. But a few at-least-I-still-care-to-reply people replied and they all did help me stay awake the whole 2 hours. I mean, the people around must be thinking that I was popular or something coz my phone's just kept blinking and I was just typing away.
On my way home I mms-ed Winnie my new haircut pic. After telling her I felt like I needed a new pair of sunnies she asked me to get a pair of nerdy ones to match my nerdy look. There I was after that, at the well-lit and I am sure it's doing something to seduce my wallet to go in it - my store Myer. After trying some cK, DKNY, Gucci (I was so sure I wouldn't buy them but at least I wore them before!), Morrissey, Miu miu, Guess, Marcs Jacob bla bla...Funny enough I know I love MJ, when I wore one of their sunnies, they looked like a pair of goggles that people use for snorkelling. Some others looked oddly big on my face. No surprise there. Asian like me (who face value is small) do find it challenging and oh-so-bad-I-can't-wear-those-gorgeous-glasses as they would block, like I don't know, maybe one-third of my pretty face? And another thing is often we don't have the bridge like ang-mohs. No bridge no glasses darling. Btw, Edmund said that it had the Paris-Hilton look. Slutty eh?
On my way out of Myer I called JK and sms-ed Winnie for I had sinned...with great pleasure I might add. So dinna was bread + some barley. My wallet was already in ICU with the haircut, aussiebum undies, hair wax ($32!!!) and the glasses. It's Lygon for lunch with Sherly, Dennis (just came back from Sydney) and Cheryl today. Coming up tomorrow I might go to Let Them Eat Cake to let myself eat some cake. Yum yum.
The LCD on my computer has associated itself with the rainbow I think. Thin lines have been forming since May and the rate of them manifesting themselves in the past week was alerting! Technician said that it could be the video card (which would be costly) or the connection to the LCD. I hope it can make it till I go back to Malaysia at the end of year. This is how a line comes on to display - you start to see a line blinking, just like when you are switching on a pendaflour lamp where it'd blink for a few second before it'd lit. - this is exactly how the lines are telling me hey I am gonna be here, look at me coming on to your screen. Damn it. Let me tell you, with every extra line (luckily not on my face), my BP just keeps rising.
{Damn it - this is supposed to be a pic of my lappy's monitor. Oh well. Sorry the posting hasn't worked. Tried 6 times in vain. I give up as at 1803} - updated
It's amazing what shopping and talking to me Mom could do for me. The synergy (I have never learned how to use this word correctly even though it's always used in most companies' resolution or somethin') was great.
Now it leaves me around 70 minutes to get cracking at the multiple decrement tables before I head off to Lygon Street.
Friday, August 18, 2006
For everything else
A fresh haircut by Yudai $25
A new pair of Morrissey sunnies $189 (Sis said I had missed the sale, blah!)
But for everything else, there's my mastercard.
Thursday, August 17, 2006
It did it
After writing the earlier entry, this news just pushed me over the edge. My only understanding is that the parents would hope that it was them instead of the children.
I believe I have done much connection with my inner emotions tonight. Good night world and may you rest in peace. Love the ones who love you. You may never know when you'll not see them again.
I believe I have done much connection with my inner emotions tonight. Good night world and may you rest in peace. Love the ones who love you. You may never know when you'll not see them again.
Catching up with myself
Been a while since I last made an entry when I got sick. Boy, that was one hell of a cold. I think I was bed-ridden for 5 days at least and didn't eat much. As a result I lost 1kg. No worries there, I am sure it's finding its way back. The loss of time is really biting my ass hard and deep. I am consequently so behind in my studies, espcially in CT5 which I shall be taking on Sept 12.
Coupling that with my part-time job. I am hardly studying, if at all, the accounting subjects and APC2. The assignments are looking at me eagerly. Sorry guys I am all spent. I don't want it to be a lose-lose situation. For all the folks that are studying and working at the same time, keep the good work. For God's sake I haven't been shopping in the city. The best way I find is to go straight back home everyday. A little shopping theraphy couldn't hurt? That wasn't me - it was a voice from the back of my mind!!
PJ is getting better. I finally saw her today after 2 weeks! Couldn't risk spreading my flu virus to her. I brought lunch for her and her father as the mother had gone back to My. She'll be back very soon with her youngest daughter.
And my obsession with the 70s and 80s disco music is the thing that is keeping me sane now. Often high having a night fever or enjoying it when it's raining men or let's groove. Was estatic when I finally solved the $1,000,000 question that had been bugging me in my head. There was this song that often played on the TV on a show featuring the departure of loved ones at the airports. The chorus was "...when will I see you again...". It felt like some part of me was awakened when I heard that. It was a song I listened to growing up, among hundreds of other great 80s songs. When I went home in June/July, even my cousin, who I assumed should have known, didn't even know the name of the song even though it was sooooo familiar to both of us.
You know what they say about looking for things? It won't come to you when you look for it. So I totally forgot about it for some time until I heard another song which I had loved (but didn't know the name) on Australian Idol. Whilst looking for information other singers on Wikipedia, I found out both of the songs!!! Namely, Let's Groove (the one on Aus Idol) by Earth, Wind & Fire and When will I see you again by The Three Degrees!!!! It was such great joy to finally solve the puzzle and go down the memory lane.
Unfortunately it hasn't all been good. Dad got in an accident BUT he was alright. After fearing for the loss of one of the person I love the most, I asked Mom the question - which car was it? I know it's bad but I couldn't help finding out if Dad would change the car if it was quite badly damaged. Anyway, Mom said something that I have been thinking about since even she said it so ever subtly. It's quite obvious to deduce the reason for which the accident happened. My heart just sank when I heard that. It wasn't the first time Mom ever tried to get the point across.
They do desperately need help at home. With everything. They need a child by their side. There's one actually but, well, he's the youngest child. Thing is he's not exactly the most responsible person on earth and he's in the most rebellious period of life. Parents don't often get to him. All he's into is PC games. And he lies and whinges and shouts and is rude most of the time he's approached. Mom sounded fragile momentarily before she hid it again, when she was complaining to me about it.
Torn. And I shall not thinking about it anymore as tears are rolling, ready to break the dam.
Coupling that with my part-time job. I am hardly studying, if at all, the accounting subjects and APC2. The assignments are looking at me eagerly. Sorry guys I am all spent. I don't want it to be a lose-lose situation. For all the folks that are studying and working at the same time, keep the good work. For God's sake I haven't been shopping in the city. The best way I find is to go straight back home everyday. A little shopping theraphy couldn't hurt? That wasn't me - it was a voice from the back of my mind!!
PJ is getting better. I finally saw her today after 2 weeks! Couldn't risk spreading my flu virus to her. I brought lunch for her and her father as the mother had gone back to My. She'll be back very soon with her youngest daughter.
And my obsession with the 70s and 80s disco music is the thing that is keeping me sane now. Often high having a night fever or enjoying it when it's raining men or let's groove. Was estatic when I finally solved the $1,000,000 question that had been bugging me in my head. There was this song that often played on the TV on a show featuring the departure of loved ones at the airports. The chorus was "...when will I see you again...". It felt like some part of me was awakened when I heard that. It was a song I listened to growing up, among hundreds of other great 80s songs. When I went home in June/July, even my cousin, who I assumed should have known, didn't even know the name of the song even though it was sooooo familiar to both of us.
You know what they say about looking for things? It won't come to you when you look for it. So I totally forgot about it for some time until I heard another song which I had loved (but didn't know the name) on Australian Idol. Whilst looking for information other singers on Wikipedia, I found out both of the songs!!! Namely, Let's Groove (the one on Aus Idol) by Earth, Wind & Fire and When will I see you again by The Three Degrees!!!! It was such great joy to finally solve the puzzle and go down the memory lane.
Unfortunately it hasn't all been good. Dad got in an accident BUT he was alright. After fearing for the loss of one of the person I love the most, I asked Mom the question - which car was it? I know it's bad but I couldn't help finding out if Dad would change the car if it was quite badly damaged. Anyway, Mom said something that I have been thinking about since even she said it so ever subtly. It's quite obvious to deduce the reason for which the accident happened. My heart just sank when I heard that. It wasn't the first time Mom ever tried to get the point across.
They do desperately need help at home. With everything. They need a child by their side. There's one actually but, well, he's the youngest child. Thing is he's not exactly the most responsible person on earth and he's in the most rebellious period of life. Parents don't often get to him. All he's into is PC games. And he lies and whinges and shouts and is rude most of the time he's approached. Mom sounded fragile momentarily before she hid it again, when she was complaining to me about it.
Torn. And I shall not thinking about it anymore as tears are rolling, ready to break the dam.
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Faye Wong - Bu Liu
my fav song by Faye Wong
歌手：王菲 作曲：王菲填詞：王菲 編曲：張亞東
＊我把風情給了你 日子給了他
我把笑容給了你 寬容給了他
我把思念給了你 時間給了他
我把眼淚給了你 (責任給了他)
＊我把照片給了你 日曆給了他
我把顏色給了你 風景給了他
我把距離給了你 無言給了他
＃我把煙花給了你 (我把)節日給了他
我把電影票給了你 我把座位給了他
我把燭光給了你 晚餐給了他
我把歌點給了你 麥克風遞給他
＃聲音給了你 畫面給了他
我把情節給了你 結局給了他
我把水晶鞋給了你 十二點給了他
＠我把心給了你 身體給了他
情願甚麼也不留下 再也沒有甚麼牽掛
如果我還有哀傷 讓風吹散它
如果我還有快樂＠
REPEAT＊＃＠
如果我還有哀傷 讓風吹散它
如果我還有快樂 也許吧
very very beautiful song and lyric.
my fav song by Faye Wong
歌手：王菲 作曲：王菲填詞：王菲 編曲：張亞東
＊我把風情給了你 日子給了他
我把笑容給了你 寬容給了他
我把思念給了你 時間給了他
我把眼淚給了你 (責任給了他)
＊我把照片給了你 日曆給了他
我把顏色給了你 風景給了他
我把距離給了你 無言給了他
＃我把煙花給了你 (我把)節日給了他
我把電影票給了你 我把座位給了他
我把燭光給了你 晚餐給了他
我把歌點給了你 麥克風遞給他
＃聲音給了你 畫面給了他
我把情節給了你 結局給了他
我把水晶鞋給了你 十二點給了他
＠我把心給了你 身體給了他
情願甚麼也不留下 再也沒有甚麼牽掛
如果我還有哀傷 讓風吹散它
如果我還有快樂＠
REPEAT＊＃＠
如果我還有哀傷 讓風吹散它
如果我還有快樂 也許吧
very very beautiful song and lyric.
Monday, August 07, 2006
What Mythological Creature Are You?
| You Are a Pegasus |
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Sunday, August 06, 2006
Saturday, August 05, 2006
I got Stoned
Saw The Family Stone finally. It was something that I had wanted to watch since its launch. The movie has a cast of all stars - Diane Keaton (being the corner Stone), Sarah Jessica Parker (not so sex-in-the-city this time), Dermot Mulroney, Luke Wilson, Claire Danes and Rachel McAdams.
It's all about family. I guess we all can have a million friends and they all come and go. The only constant in the equation is family. There are a few touching moments in the movie which has been successful in tearing me up. They are all related to when the family members find out that the mother, Sybil Stone (played by Keaton) is sick and may not live much longer. Another one was when Meredith Morton (SJP's character) totally surprise the family by her Christmas present.
I wonder how my siblings and I are gonna play out when we are all grown-ups. Siblings are people you could love and hate but they are someone that you could call your own.
When can a family dinner go wrong? Well that's the climatic part of the movie where homosexuality, racism and bigotory are laid out on the dining table. If a house is the collection of a family's history I'd have to say that the dining table is the recorder of even the most intimate conversation.
Another interesting feature of the movie is that their gay son is also deaf hence there's sign language in the movie. I feel that whatever one says, accompanied with signs, means doubly more. You have to mean it to say it and to sign it.
I just had to cry after it ended thinking about those who are across the ocean. Miss them terribly.
Thursday, August 03, 2006
Supersick Returns
Had a freezing night on Sat out on Docklands with Winnie and Sherly. The view was very nice. And some very unique statues. And two great friends. Unfortunately I wasn't dressed warm enough that night hence I caught a cold.
Woke up with a headache on Sunday. Some uncontrollable shiver while visiting a friend at the hospital. And they all got worse on Monday - when I started my 4-day long (until now) of sleeping therapy.
First 2 days were all fever and headaches. My cold cycle wouldn't complete without coughing, phlegm, blocked breathing but runny nose bla bla...And that's what happened on Wed & today. As a result I have missed work on Mon and Tue. Had no choice but to go to work in cold on Wed. It was horrible. I couldn't help shivering. Also I have missed several classes and more importantly my preparation for CT5 exam in Sept has also been interrupted.
I wanna get well tomorrow.... And I am missing my parents..
Woke up with a headache on Sunday. Some uncontrollable shiver while visiting a friend at the hospital. And they all got worse on Monday - when I started my 4-day long (until now) of sleeping therapy.
First 2 days were all fever and headaches. My cold cycle wouldn't complete without coughing, phlegm, blocked breathing but runny nose bla bla...And that's what happened on Wed & today. As a result I have missed work on Mon and Tue. Had no choice but to go to work in cold on Wed. It was horrible. I couldn't help shivering. Also I have missed several classes and more importantly my preparation for CT5 exam in Sept has also been interrupted.
I wanna get well tomorrow.... And I am missing my parents..
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