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School Again.
Bitched on: Tuesday, February 27, 2007 Time: 2/27/2007 11:57:00 PM
Back to school again... Back to being busy... Back to all the crap... More crap.
My tutor wants us to do a completely new site. Basically what that means is that the work we (my studio) have been doing the past one month has been useless, like crap (but I think crap is not entirely useless, it can be used as fertiliser; our panels on the other hand is worst than crap)...
New site means a completely new site mapping, followed by site analysis. Back to square one.
Oh my God. Back to reality...
This is soooo like 'The Devil wears Prada'. What he (my tutor) wants, he's gonna get.
Anyway, I have also been watching 'Ugly Betty' (before they show it on TV) cause I have been having 'Heroes'-withdrawal syndrome. Another fantastic show. Cute.
I love Betty. She is really a beautiful person... on the inside. :X
Bitched on: Sunday, February 25, 2007 Time: 2/25/2007 12:14:00 AM
Britney... Poor girl... She must really hate the paparazzi. Who could blame her? These paparazzo are like the scums of a celeb's otherwise perfect world. Bad marriage. Bad hair-do (or lack of it). Poor girl just lost it.
What's the deal with these paparazzo? They pry into celebrities' lives. Take pictures of every single unglamorous day-to-day things these stars do and sell them to the highest bidder. The uglier the stars, the better.
Channel 5 recently showed 'Stars Without Make-Up' during the Chinese New Year holidays (shame on you, Channel 5, for showing us garbage). Its like Entertainment Tonight (another disastrous show) but worst; its much more tasteless.
Who wants to see some has-been celebrities' cellulite? Or their faces without make-up in the first place? So what if they carry their own groceries or if they jog in unflattering spandex?
Why this urge to know that these rich celebs actually do what we do? They stuff their faces with carb-free crap, so what? They look ugly without make-up, who doesn't?
They are people too. But richer, maybe. But they still shit like we do, don't they?
Bitched on: Saturday, February 24, 2007 Time: 2/24/2007 10:09:00 PM
Fire!!!
In the neighbourhood!!! Wah.. I've never seen so many kaypoh (busybody) Singaporeans all gathered in one place. And I'm one of them. Muahaha...
At first when I heard sirens blaring, I thought it was just another over-reaction (there was once, at a restaurant near my school where my friends and I were having supper, 2 huge firetrucks and 3 more little ones rushed over to attend to a case of small kitchen fire...). So I didn't really care.
But my Dad got worried cause the firetrucks stopped at the parking lot of my sister's neighbourhood (which is just beside ours; my sister and her husband have yet to move in there). So my Dad and I went down to see if anything was wrong (my sister and my bro-in-law were not at home).
When we went down to my sister's block, it smelt kinda smoky. And there were many people gathered at the back and front of the block, looking up, pointing to one of the units (a couple of storeys right above my sister's unit... gasp...).
By the time we had gotten to the parking lot behind the block, the fire had been put out. And from there, what we could see of the unit (living room, kitchen, whatever rooms we could see from the back) were soot-covered walls and smoke still billowing out of the windows.
Fortunately, I heard from some kaypoh aunties (in Mandarin) that the homeowners were away.
But I feel for the homeowners. Can you imagine losing your home to a fire? All your possesions (furniture, documents, memories, your home) gone just like that.
Blogger's Note: The SCDF reacted swiftly and professionally. No fire is seen as too small or unimportant. Kudos to the brave men (and women) of the fire fighting department, not only here in Singapore but all around the world.
Bitched on: Friday, February 23, 2007 Time: 2/23/2007 11:01:00 PM
This semester break is for me to catch up on movies and SLEEP.
Been sleeping like a log, turning in early and waking up super late. Been eating well again, so much so I gained 3kg in just a week. And I'm happy that I've gained all that weight, cause I'm trying to reach 60kg (which after months of 'weight roller coaster' seems a bit impossible).
Anyway, I've been renting DVDs and watching movies online (thank God for the Internet)... I simply love those artsy-fartsy Asian flicks.
Just the other night I had an Asian movie marathon. Watched (in this sequence) a Malaysian (Malay), then an Indonesian love story, followed by a Taiwanese-Chinese sob-story, a Korean love-triangle movie and lastly a Japanese horror movie. All without sub-titles....
Power rite?
The first Malay movie I understood obviously. Nice, loving and sad. The Indon one was a bit harder to understand (a bit too fast to catch). The Taiwanese one was sad too (my Mandarin is not that bad, ok?) But the Korean movie took the cake (I know only aroso, arachi and subeseyo... lol). I was already lost when it ended (tragically, I think...). Then I was too sleepy to be scared by the Japanese horror flick. I was yawning at all the creepy parts.
The next night I rented some chick flicks 'The Devil wears Prada', 'Step Up' and 'John Tucker Must Die'.
Surprisingly, I liked 'The Devil wears Prada'! I thought it was amazing. Really awesome!
And that Miranda character issooooolike my tutor. Feared. Revered. Respected. And worshipped to a certain extent. He (yes, he) is so good at what he does, you can't blame him for demanding seemingly impossible standards. Appearance, is also important to him; so we can't look sloppy in his presence, nor can we look uncertain in his discussions.
Yeah, 'Step Up' was so-so. Didn't make me wanna dance at the end of the movie like it is supposed to. And lastly 'John Tucker Must Die' is so freaking dumb (not worth mentioning at all), killed my brain cells as I watched it.
Been watching 'Heroes' on the net. Its damn good. You must watch it. HiroNakamura is so 'cute'... lol. He's the one on the extreme left. I love this show!!!!
Bitched on: Thursday, February 22, 2007 Time: 2/22/2007 01:27:00 AM
So this is the entry I have been dying to post. My 'date' profile.
Muahaha...
My friends have been wondering why I'm still single, well, honestly, I don't have a clue too. Maybe I'm too picky. Or maybe I have low self esteem, fearful of rejection. My female friends told me I have a fear of commitment. Whatever it is, I'm not gay. Period.
Well, I think I'm not bad on the looks department (I hear a lot of people barfing onto their laps at this very moment) but yeah, I'm gonna be shameless for once (for once?) and blog this, I notice that I do get the attention of some ladies (and men...) whenever I walk into a room. Just the other day at Changi beach, I noticed a group of teenage minahs 'gawking' (haha... couldn't stop myself from using the word) at me. Wait, did I just say Changi? Might be trannies for all I know...
But that's the problem, I attract the wrong kind of girls. Minahs, teenagers or simply fuglies... Or am I just being fussy?
First of all, minahs. They are a major turn-off for me. I'm not saying all Malay girls are minahs. Actually, I define minahs as those whose English cannot make it, religion cannot make it and face lagi cannot make it (hence the super thick make-up and revealing clothes)... I like girls who are decent, well educated (fluent English a must) and pleasant-looking.
I would be lying if I say looks don't matter. But neither am I so shallow as to say she has to be devilishly hot. Pleasant-looking. That's the keyword here, people.
Currently I have this major major crush on this girl in my course (ALL my other course mates know this, except for her... I hope). She is super hot (I think she is just perfect... *gush*)! And I'm a complete grinning idiot whenever I'm around her. Now, I'm trying a new tactic, I would 'ignore' her when I'm around her (but she doesn't even know I exist... haiz...). Anyway, all the people in my course from studio 1 to 9 know about this supposedly secret crush. And a friend of mine even voice recorded me gushing about her (without me knowing of course) and my friends are 'blackmailing' me with it. In a nutshell, drop-dead-gorgeous girls are very intimidating.
In fact, I would honestly say that I would rank character above looks. Naturally bubbly girls are a major turn-on for me. A plain girl with super personality; funny, chatty and charming (not to be confused with flirtatious) would win hands down against a gorgeous but cold bitch.
Another shortcoming of mine (other than hot girls can scare me) is that I look younger than my age (I'm 22 this year; yet I can pass off as 17!). Being shorter than the average guy also sucks too. Grrr.... Damn this youthful face. Muahaha...
That's why age also plays a part (though not knowingly). I tend to like older girls or girls my age (never younger girls). Dependant and clingy girls are a definite no-no. And young girls equate 'need for pampering' and that sucks...
I'm not saying that I won't pamper my girlfriend, in fact I would gladly spend on her per se. That said though, I would need a girl who knows how to curb my spending ways (instead of worsening it on her).
Well, other than being a spendthrift, other negative qualities of mine include being headstrong (another word for stubborn), cheeky and crude (sexual innuendos are my expertise), shameless (*camera whore alert*), bitchy (they don't call me he-bitch for no reason) and very dumb (yes, gullible himbo, that's me... I have plenty of loser moments too).
Negative qualities aside, I think I'm quite a laid back guy, who has a lot of hobbies (but no time to do any of them). I think I'm funny and spontaneous. I'm also a faithful and dependable friend who you can always count on. I might look arrogant at first but I'm actually kinda goofy and loser-y. So, ladies, drop me a message if you're interested.
Bitched on: Tuesday, February 20, 2007 Time: 2/20/2007 11:27:00 PM
This entry is dedicated to the Mats and Minahs in my course (yeah rite... the Malay peeps in my architecture course in NUS, all 6, yes, just 6 of us).
We are such a 'disgrace' to Mats and Minahslah... Muahaha...
Anyway, the 6 (3 guys, 3 girls, so pathetic lah) of us made a pact to speak Malay to one another more often (and that is not going so well). Haiz... Its not that we want to be kentangs, its just natural for us to speak in English.
But then again its not too late for us to embrace our culture and language. See here.
'Enjet enjet Semut' (translation: *something something* Ants??? Yes, my Malay is that bad) is actually a Malay nursery rhyme. The creator of the animation made it into a kind of a rap (complete with Mat-ish accent), and he did it while poking fun at the Malay stereotype. I just think its so Malay! But then again, the part about soccer and guitar doesn't apply to me at all.
PS: The creator of the cartoon series and animation is really talented. Hidup Melayu!
Bitched on: Sunday, February 18, 2007 Time: 2/18/2007 03:01:00 PM
While most Chinese families were busy having reunion dinners at numerous restaurants nationwide yesterday, many ('Many' with a capitol 'M') Malay families were having picnics or camps at Changi Beach. It was like a 'Little Malay Fishing Village' on the beach.
How did I know?
Well, my family was one of them. And my relatives were there too. It was our first try at having a camp at the beach (complete with tents and fishing equipment and stuff).
We even had a gazebo too. Think that was too much?
We were so bloody overwhelmed by the 'camping' powers of other Malay families there. Many had come in full force with many other related families pitching their tents in a 7m radius with a picnic stone table (or foldable tables) in the core. Others had their own portable barbecue pits and even buffet spreads under gazebos. Then there were those with hammocks, clotheslines and tents hung between trees. But those families complete with generators and television sets (...yes TV!!!) really took the cake.
By the time my family got there, all the good camping sites were taken (those nearest to the toilets... go figure...). So ours was a good 400m away from the toilet. But that was fine, cause the areas there were extremely claustrophobic; tents there were so freaking close to one another. Our site had enough space to play beach soccer, 'dog and bone' and we even had water balloon fights lah...
The beach there shouldn't really be called a beach. Seaweed and rubbish litter the entire place, plus there wasn't much of a shoreline to begin with. And many people (including my cousins and sisters had no qualms about walking barefoot along the slimy shoreline), I wore my sandals initially before walking barefoot too. And I regretted that decision. It was hellishly disgusting and slimy. Plus I stepped onto some broken glass (or maybe I was stung) and now I have something lodged in the sole of my foot. Dammit... Anyway, we got back home later that night itself cause unlike the other Malay families out there, we were so 'unprepared' to camp overnight (read: no TV, washing machine and stove). Plus we didn't catch any fish either... What a boring first time for me...
Note to self: Remember to book a bungalow house in Changi again during the next school break (like the one I had for my birthday). It has a TV, washing machine and stove, plus a clean private beach.
Bitched on: Friday, February 16, 2007 Time: 2/16/2007 12:43:00 AM
Am I missing something or is this voice recording supposed to be funny?
My friends were pissing their pants off laughing (not literally, otherwise the studio would have stunk) but really, is it funny? Or just plain wrong?
The pranksters (assholes, I think; original, but assholes nevertheless) have clearly crossed the line; pissing off the waiter of some Indian Muslim restaurant.
I admit, I laughed a bit... a lot actually...and I'm ashamed... But I still don't understand what's so extremely funny about it?
Is it the guy's thick accent? Is it the persistent 'pork' joke? Or is it because of how the guy blew his top off?
Despite whatever reason, I just think its very racist, insensitive and extremely immature. What pleasures did they (the pranksters, and the people watching) get from this? These imbeciles recorded it, uploaded it onto Youtube; surely they want to be heard, and popularised.
Does this count as racism? Or harassment?
So I'm still wondering if this intolerable act is supposed to be funny. We're in Singapore, for God's sake...
In China, for example, the media (newspapers, tv, wadeva) is not showing any images of pigs (despite the coming lunar new year; 'year of the pig') so as not to offend the Muslim minority of the country. But we're not doing that in Singapore, are we?
In fact, we are laughing at that fact; making that sensitive issue a joke. Stop taking our religious harmony for granted, I say.
PS: Wishing Happy 'Pork' New Year to all my Chinese friends.
Bitched on: Wednesday, February 14, 2007 Time: 2/14/2007 11:43:00 PM
I hate Valentine's Day.
That's all.
Update: I happened to read the Straits Time Life section (I would just read the comics strips usually...) about how young singles are now not ashamed of putting their profiles up publicly to be match made in matchmaking agencies and stuff.
So, being the desperado that I am, I will put up a profile of myself on this blog when I have the time. Just watch this space. :)
Anna Nicole Smith, the curvaceous blonde whose life played out as an extraordinary tabloid tale — Playboy centerfold, jeans model, bride of an octogenarian oil tycoon, reality-show subject, tragic mother — died Thursday after collapsing at a hotel. She was 39.
Bitched on: Thursday, February 08, 2007 Time: 2/08/2007 08:58:00 PM
Once again, I received spam mail. On my other email account. This time it sounds too good to be true.
Lucky Winner, NOTICE...CONGRATULATIONS!!!!
FROM THE OFFICE OF THE VICE PRESIDENT POWERBALL *** **** **** PROMOTIONS/PRIZE AWARD
WINNING NOTIFICATION / FINAL NOTICE...CONGRATULATIONS!!!!
This is to inform you of the release of the E-MAIL LOTTERY BALLOT INTERNATIONAL/WORLD GAMING BOARD. Your name attached to ticket number *** with Serial number *** drew the lucky numbers of **-**-**, which consequently won the lottery in the 1st category. You have therefore been approved for a lump sum payment of 1,000,000.00 euros only, which is deposited with the United Kingdom **** in your favor as beneficiary and covered with HIGH INSURANCE POLICY.
It is important that keep your winning confidential to avoid people garnering your information and subsequently making claim with your winning paraphernalia information, POWERBALL **** *** **** will decline payment if such irregularity occurs.
All participants were selected through a computer ballot system drawn from only Microsoft users from over 20,000.00 companies and 3,000,000.00 individual email addresses and names from all over the world. To begin your lottery claim, please contact our agent below that have been appointed for the processing of your claim with your contact telephone and fax number to begin the processing of your payment.
Is it just me or am I so unlucky (or lucky if this turns out to be true... which is highly unlikely).
Hmmm... What should I do?
PS: I'll be busy; my submission is on this coming Monday and my interim crit is on Thursday. Super busy... Busy with the FOC too. Can't wait for the mid-term break.
Bitched on: Monday, February 05, 2007 Time: 2/05/2007 12:26:00 AM
Update: Other than going to Madina and Mecca, I'll be going to Dubai too. I'll be gone for 13 days (tentatively from 9 to 21 June). So, to my Freshmen Orientation Camp (FOC) committee, I guess you have to work without your beloved FOC Head on those days.... muahahaha.... ___________________________
Its official, I'm going Mecca and Medina for Umrah (mini-Haj) this coming June holidays.
*thud* That's the sound of a thousand people falling off their chairs.
I know its damn surprising. Heck, even I'm still trying to get over the shock.
Imagine me going there to perform the pilgrimage!
Its just going to be 10 days but I would still be wearing that two pieces of white cloth sans the underwear and all when I'm in the holy city of Mecca. And I think I would need to shave my head prior to the trip.
But we won't be staying in tents of some sort in Mecca (unlike those performing the month long Haj); it would still be in some hotel.
Plus I'm staying at the Hilton's in Medina (shit... I can't stop thinking of Paris Hilton when I think of Hilton hotels...). Oh dear...
Bitched on: Saturday, February 03, 2007 Time: 2/03/2007 01:52:00 AM
I found this mail in my Gmail email account. What the hell? Do I look stupid to you?
Dear customer
I am MR O*********, credit officer of African ***** Bank. I have an urgent and very confidential business proposition for you.
In June, 2000, a German property consultant and importer of used cars, Mr Andreas Schranner made a numbered time (Fixed) Deposit for twelve calendar months, valued at US$20,000,000.00 (twenty Million United States Dollars only) in my branch. It was to our utter surprise that we heard of his death, wife and children in an AF4590 plane crash in July 2003. See website.
On further investigation,I found out that he died without making a WILL, and hitherto, all attempts to trace his next of kin was fruitless. Mr Andreas Schranner was residing at No * *********, *********, burkina faso.
I therefore made further investigation and discovered that Mr Andreas Schranner did not declare any kin or relations in all his official documents, including his Bank Deposit paperwork in my Bank. This sum of US$20,000,000.00 is still sitting in my Bank and the interest is being rolled over with the principal sum at the end of each year.
No one will ever come forward to claim it. According to Laws of burkina faso, at the expiration of 5 (five) years, the money will be declared frozen and forfeited to the burkina faso Government if nobody applies to claim the fund. Consequently, my proposal is that I will like you as a foreigner to stand in as the next of kin or business partner to Mr Andreas Schranner so that the fruits of this old man's labor will not get into the hands of some corrupt government officials.
This is simple, I will like so that the i can prepare the necessary documents that will put you in place as the next of kin or business partner. Your role in the transaction is to send an application for claim of the funds to our bank. Then, as top officials of the bank, I shall work behind-the-scene to make sure that your application is approved by the management of the bank, and the funds transferred to your nominated bank account.
Please note that there is no iota of risks at all as all the paperwork for this transaction will be done legitimately and with my positions as top officials of the bank i would ensure a successful execution of this transaction. If you are interested, please reply immediately to my email box.
Please send me your confidential telephone and fax numbers for easy communication.You should observe utmost CONFIDENTIALITY AND SECRECY in this transaction,and rest assured that this transaction would be most profitable for both of us because I will require your assistance to invest my share in your country. I look forward to your prompt response. Thanks and regards.
MR O*********
Firstly, I have to observe utmost confidentiality and secrecy? What? Is it illegal? This is so beyond me... Really? Do people fall for this? I am to stand in as the next-of-kin, the business partner? What? Plus with all the grammatical and spelling errors (I corrected them before posting), this email doesn't seem at all credible. And this is all the way in Africa, while I'm in Singapore. Remember the Nigerian scam? Stupid ordinary folks from Asia (and in Singapore especially) falling for the scams; while most lost a lot of money, there were a few cases of missing people after leaving for Nigeria.
Incredible, and I'm supposed to do this secretly? What do you take me for? An idiot?
Bitched on: Friday, February 02, 2007 Time: 2/02/2007 10:28:00 PM
I was queueing up at the cashier when it was my turn to pay. I fumbled with my wallet to take out some notes when all my coins spilled out onto the floor of the aisle.
The middle-aged man behind me just stared at me, unbothered.
What? Just because I'm young doesn't mean I have 8 hands to pick up the coins right?
Would it have killed him to help or even attempt to bend over and pick up the coins? To make matters worst he squeezed past me to pay for his stuff. The nerves.
I stood up, feeling extremely pissed. So I physically blocked his way as I paid the cashier, unbothered too as he tried again to squeezed past me.
What? Now I can't use my 8 hands to block your way? You ass-wipe...
Bitched on: Tuesday, February 27, 2007 Time: 2/27/2007 11:57:00 PM
Back to school again... Back to being busy... Back to all the crap... More crap.
My tutor wants us to do a completely new site. Basically what that means is that the work we (my studio) have been doing the past one month has been useless, like crap (but I think crap is not entirely useless, it can be used as fertiliser; our panels on the other hand is worst than crap)...
New site means a completely new site mapping, followed by site analysis. Back to square one.
Oh my God. Back to reality...
This is soooo like 'The Devil wears Prada'. What he (my tutor) wants, he's gonna get.
Anyway, I have also been watching 'Ugly Betty' (before they show it on TV) cause I have been having 'Heroes'-withdrawal syndrome. Another fantastic show. Cute.
I love Betty. She is really a beautiful person... on the inside. :X
Bitched on: Sunday, February 25, 2007 Time: 2/25/2007 12:14:00 AM
Britney... Poor girl... She must really hate the paparazzi. Who could blame her? These paparazzo are like the scums of a celeb's otherwise perfect world. Bad marriage. Bad hair-do (or lack of it). Poor girl just lost it.
What's the deal with these paparazzo? They pry into celebrities' lives. Take pictures of every single unglamorous day-to-day things these stars do and sell them to the highest bidder. The uglier the stars, the better.
Channel 5 recently showed 'Stars Without Make-Up' during the Chinese New Year holidays (shame on you, Channel 5, for showing us garbage). Its like Entertainment Tonight (another disastrous show) but worst; its much more tasteless.
Who wants to see some has-been celebrities' cellulite? Or their faces without make-up in the first place? So what if they carry their own groceries or if they jog in unflattering spandex?
Why this urge to know that these rich celebs actually do what we do? They stuff their faces with carb-free crap, so what? They look ugly without make-up, who doesn't?
They are people too. But richer, maybe. But they still shit like we do, don't they?
Bitched on: Saturday, February 24, 2007 Time: 2/24/2007 10:09:00 PM
Fire!!!
In the neighbourhood!!! Wah.. I've never seen so many kaypoh (busybody) Singaporeans all gathered in one place. And I'm one of them. Muahaha...
At first when I heard sirens blaring, I thought it was just another over-reaction (there was once, at a restaurant near my school where my friends and I were having supper, 2 huge firetrucks and 3 more little ones rushed over to attend to a case of small kitchen fire...). So I didn't really care.
But my Dad got worried cause the firetrucks stopped at the parking lot of my sister's neighbourhood (which is just beside ours; my sister and her husband have yet to move in there). So my Dad and I went down to see if anything was wrong (my sister and my bro-in-law were not at home).
When we went down to my sister's block, it smelt kinda smoky. And there were many people gathered at the back and front of the block, looking up, pointing to one of the units (a couple of storeys right above my sister's unit... gasp...).
By the time we had gotten to the parking lot behind the block, the fire had been put out. And from there, what we could see of the unit (living room, kitchen, whatever rooms we could see from the back) were soot-covered walls and smoke still billowing out of the windows.
Fortunately, I heard from some kaypoh aunties (in Mandarin) that the homeowners were away.
But I feel for the homeowners. Can you imagine losing your home to a fire? All your possesions (furniture, documents, memories, your home) gone just like that.
Blogger's Note: The SCDF reacted swiftly and professionally. No fire is seen as too small or unimportant. Kudos to the brave men (and women) of the fire fighting department, not only here in Singapore but all around the world.
Bitched on: Friday, February 23, 2007 Time: 2/23/2007 11:01:00 PM
This semester break is for me to catch up on movies and SLEEP.
Been sleeping like a log, turning in early and waking up super late. Been eating well again, so much so I gained 3kg in just a week. And I'm happy that I've gained all that weight, cause I'm trying to reach 60kg (which after months of 'weight roller coaster' seems a bit impossible).
Anyway, I've been renting DVDs and watching movies online (thank God for the Internet)... I simply love those artsy-fartsy Asian flicks.
Just the other night I had an Asian movie marathon. Watched (in this sequence) a Malaysian (Malay), then an Indonesian love story, followed by a Taiwanese-Chinese sob-story, a Korean love-triangle movie and lastly a Japanese horror movie. All without sub-titles....
Power rite?
The first Malay movie I understood obviously. Nice, loving and sad. The Indon one was a bit harder to understand (a bit too fast to catch). The Taiwanese one was sad too (my Mandarin is not that bad, ok?) But the Korean movie took the cake (I know only aroso, arachi and subeseyo... lol). I was already lost when it ended (tragically, I think...). Then I was too sleepy to be scared by the Japanese horror flick. I was yawning at all the creepy parts.
The next night I rented some chick flicks 'The Devil wears Prada', 'Step Up' and 'John Tucker Must Die'.
Surprisingly, I liked 'The Devil wears Prada'! I thought it was amazing. Really awesome!
And that Miranda character issooooolike my tutor. Feared. Revered. Respected. And worshipped to a certain extent. He (yes, he) is so good at what he does, you can't blame him for demanding seemingly impossible standards. Appearance, is also important to him; so we can't look sloppy in his presence, nor can we look uncertain in his discussions.
Yeah, 'Step Up' was so-so. Didn't make me wanna dance at the end of the movie like it is supposed to. And lastly 'John Tucker Must Die' is so freaking dumb (not worth mentioning at all), killed my brain cells as I watched it.
Been watching 'Heroes' on the net. Its damn good. You must watch it. HiroNakamura is so 'cute'... lol. He's the one on the extreme left. I love this show!!!!
Bitched on: Thursday, February 22, 2007 Time: 2/22/2007 01:27:00 AM
So this is the entry I have been dying to post. My 'date' profile.
Muahaha...
My friends have been wondering why I'm still single, well, honestly, I don't have a clue too. Maybe I'm too picky. Or maybe I have low self esteem, fearful of rejection. My female friends told me I have a fear of commitment. Whatever it is, I'm not gay. Period.
Well, I think I'm not bad on the looks department (I hear a lot of people barfing onto their laps at this very moment) but yeah, I'm gonna be shameless for once (for once?) and blog this, I notice that I do get the attention of some ladies (and men...) whenever I walk into a room. Just the other day at Changi beach, I noticed a group of teenage minahs 'gawking' (haha... couldn't stop myself from using the word) at me. Wait, did I just say Changi? Might be trannies for all I know...
But that's the problem, I attract the wrong kind of girls. Minahs, teenagers or simply fuglies... Or am I just being fussy?
First of all, minahs. They are a major turn-off for me. I'm not saying all Malay girls are minahs. Actually, I define minahs as those whose English cannot make it, religion cannot make it and face lagi cannot make it (hence the super thick make-up and revealing clothes)... I like girls who are decent, well educated (fluent English a must) and pleasant-looking.
I would be lying if I say looks don't matter. But neither am I so shallow as to say she has to be devilishly hot. Pleasant-looking. That's the keyword here, people.
Currently I have this major major crush on this girl in my course (ALL my other course mates know this, except for her... I hope). She is super hot (I think she is just perfect... *gush*)! And I'm a complete grinning idiot whenever I'm around her. Now, I'm trying a new tactic, I would 'ignore' her when I'm around her (but she doesn't even know I exist... haiz...). Anyway, all the people in my course from studio 1 to 9 know about this supposedly secret crush. And a friend of mine even voice recorded me gushing about her (without me knowing of course) and my friends are 'blackmailing' me with it. In a nutshell, drop-dead-gorgeous girls are very intimidating.
In fact, I would honestly say that I would rank character above looks. Naturally bubbly girls are a major turn-on for me. A plain girl with super personality; funny, chatty and charming (not to be confused with flirtatious) would win hands down against a gorgeous but cold bitch.
Another shortcoming of mine (other than hot girls can scare me) is that I look younger than my age (I'm 22 this year; yet I can pass off as 17!). Being shorter than the average guy also sucks too. Grrr.... Damn this youthful face. Muahaha...
That's why age also plays a part (though not knowingly). I tend to like older girls or girls my age (never younger girls). Dependant and clingy girls are a definite no-no. And young girls equate 'need for pampering' and that sucks...
I'm not saying that I won't pamper my girlfriend, in fact I would gladly spend on her per se. That said though, I would need a girl who knows how to curb my spending ways (instead of worsening it on her).
Well, other than being a spendthrift, other negative qualities of mine include being headstrong (another word for stubborn), cheeky and crude (sexual innuendos are my expertise), shameless (*camera whore alert*), bitchy (they don't call me he-bitch for no reason) and very dumb (yes, gullible himbo, that's me... I have plenty of loser moments too).
Negative qualities aside, I think I'm quite a laid back guy, who has a lot of hobbies (but no time to do any of them). I think I'm funny and spontaneous. I'm also a faithful and dependable friend who you can always count on. I might look arrogant at first but I'm actually kinda goofy and loser-y. So, ladies, drop me a message if you're interested.
Bitched on: Tuesday, February 20, 2007 Time: 2/20/2007 11:27:00 PM
This entry is dedicated to the Mats and Minahs in my course (yeah rite... the Malay peeps in my architecture course in NUS, all 6, yes, just 6 of us).
We are such a 'disgrace' to Mats and Minahslah... Muahaha...
Anyway, the 6 (3 guys, 3 girls, so pathetic lah) of us made a pact to speak Malay to one another more often (and that is not going so well). Haiz... Its not that we want to be kentangs, its just natural for us to speak in English.
But then again its not too late for us to embrace our culture and language. See here.
'Enjet enjet Semut' (translation: *something something* Ants??? Yes, my Malay is that bad) is actually a Malay nursery rhyme. The creator of the animation made it into a kind of a rap (complete with Mat-ish accent), and he did it while poking fun at the Malay stereotype. I just think its so Malay! But then again, the part about soccer and guitar doesn't apply to me at all.
PS: The creator of the cartoon series and animation is really talented. Hidup Melayu!
Bitched on: Sunday, February 18, 2007 Time: 2/18/2007 03:01:00 PM
While most Chinese families were busy having reunion dinners at numerous restaurants nationwide yesterday, many ('Many' with a capitol 'M') Malay families were having picnics or camps at Changi Beach. It was like a 'Little Malay Fishing Village' on the beach.
How did I know?
Well, my family was one of them. And my relatives were there too. It was our first try at having a camp at the beach (complete with tents and fishing equipment and stuff).
We even had a gazebo too. Think that was too much?
We were so bloody overwhelmed by the 'camping' powers of other Malay families there. Many had come in full force with many other related families pitching their tents in a 7m radius with a picnic stone table (or foldable tables) in the core. Others had their own portable barbecue pits and even buffet spreads under gazebos. Then there were those with hammocks, clotheslines and tents hung between trees. But those families complete with generators and television sets (...yes TV!!!) really took the cake.
By the time my family got there, all the good camping sites were taken (those nearest to the toilets... go figure...). So ours was a good 400m away from the toilet. But that was fine, cause the areas there were extremely claustrophobic; tents there were so freaking close to one another. Our site had enough space to play beach soccer, 'dog and bone' and we even had water balloon fights lah...
The beach there shouldn't really be called a beach. Seaweed and rubbish litter the entire place, plus there wasn't much of a shoreline to begin with. And many people (including my cousins and sisters had no qualms about walking barefoot along the slimy shoreline), I wore my sandals initially before walking barefoot too. And I regretted that decision. It was hellishly disgusting and slimy. Plus I stepped onto some broken glass (or maybe I was stung) and now I have something lodged in the sole of my foot. Dammit... Anyway, we got back home later that night itself cause unlike the other Malay families out there, we were so 'unprepared' to camp overnight (read: no TV, washing machine and stove). Plus we didn't catch any fish either... What a boring first time for me...
Note to self: Remember to book a bungalow house in Changi again during the next school break (like the one I had for my birthday). It has a TV, washing machine and stove, plus a clean private beach.
Bitched on: Friday, February 16, 2007 Time: 2/16/2007 12:43:00 AM
Am I missing something or is this voice recording supposed to be funny?
My friends were pissing their pants off laughing (not literally, otherwise the studio would have stunk) but really, is it funny? Or just plain wrong?
The pranksters (assholes, I think; original, but assholes nevertheless) have clearly crossed the line; pissing off the waiter of some Indian Muslim restaurant.
I admit, I laughed a bit... a lot actually...and I'm ashamed... But I still don't understand what's so extremely funny about it?
Is it the guy's thick accent? Is it the persistent 'pork' joke? Or is it because of how the guy blew his top off?
Despite whatever reason, I just think its very racist, insensitive and extremely immature. What pleasures did they (the pranksters, and the people watching) get from this? These imbeciles recorded it, uploaded it onto Youtube; surely they want to be heard, and popularised.
Does this count as racism? Or harassment?
So I'm still wondering if this intolerable act is supposed to be funny. We're in Singapore, for God's sake...
In China, for example, the media (newspapers, tv, wadeva) is not showing any images of pigs (despite the coming lunar new year; 'year of the pig') so as not to offend the Muslim minority of the country. But we're not doing that in Singapore, are we?
In fact, we are laughing at that fact; making that sensitive issue a joke. Stop taking our religious harmony for granted, I say.
PS: Wishing Happy 'Pork' New Year to all my Chinese friends.
Bitched on: Wednesday, February 14, 2007 Time: 2/14/2007 11:43:00 PM
I hate Valentine's Day.
That's all.
Update: I happened to read the Straits Time Life section (I would just read the comics strips usually...) about how young singles are now not ashamed of putting their profiles up publicly to be match made in matchmaking agencies and stuff.
So, being the desperado that I am, I will put up a profile of myself on this blog when I have the time. Just watch this space. :)
Anna Nicole Smith, the curvaceous blonde whose life played out as an extraordinary tabloid tale — Playboy centerfold, jeans model, bride of an octogenarian oil tycoon, reality-show subject, tragic mother — died Thursday after collapsing at a hotel. She was 39.
Bitched on: Thursday, February 08, 2007 Time: 2/08/2007 08:58:00 PM
Once again, I received spam mail. On my other email account. This time it sounds too good to be true.
Lucky Winner, NOTICE...CONGRATULATIONS!!!!
FROM THE OFFICE OF THE VICE PRESIDENT POWERBALL *** **** **** PROMOTIONS/PRIZE AWARD
WINNING NOTIFICATION / FINAL NOTICE...CONGRATULATIONS!!!!
This is to inform you of the release of the E-MAIL LOTTERY BALLOT INTERNATIONAL/WORLD GAMING BOARD. Your name attached to ticket number *** with Serial number *** drew the lucky numbers of **-**-**, which consequently won the lottery in the 1st category. You have therefore been approved for a lump sum payment of 1,000,000.00 euros only, which is deposited with the United Kingdom **** in your favor as beneficiary and covered with HIGH INSURANCE POLICY.
It is important that keep your winning confidential to avoid people garnering your information and subsequently making claim with your winning paraphernalia information, POWERBALL **** *** **** will decline payment if such irregularity occurs.
All participants were selected through a computer ballot system drawn from only Microsoft users from over 20,000.00 companies and 3,000,000.00 individual email addresses and names from all over the world. To begin your lottery claim, please contact our agent below that have been appointed for the processing of your claim with your contact telephone and fax number to begin the processing of your payment.
Is it just me or am I so unlucky (or lucky if this turns out to be true... which is highly unlikely).
Hmmm... What should I do?
PS: I'll be busy; my submission is on this coming Monday and my interim crit is on Thursday. Super busy... Busy with the FOC too. Can't wait for the mid-term break.
Bitched on: Monday, February 05, 2007 Time: 2/05/2007 12:26:00 AM
Update: Other than going to Madina and Mecca, I'll be going to Dubai too. I'll be gone for 13 days (tentatively from 9 to 21 June). So, to my Freshmen Orientation Camp (FOC) committee, I guess you have to work without your beloved FOC Head on those days.... muahahaha.... ___________________________
Its official, I'm going Mecca and Medina for Umrah (mini-Haj) this coming June holidays.
*thud* That's the sound of a thousand people falling off their chairs.
I know its damn surprising. Heck, even I'm still trying to get over the shock.
Imagine me going there to perform the pilgrimage!
Its just going to be 10 days but I would still be wearing that two pieces of white cloth sans the underwear and all when I'm in the holy city of Mecca. And I think I would need to shave my head prior to the trip.
But we won't be staying in tents of some sort in Mecca (unlike those performing the month long Haj); it would still be in some hotel.
Plus I'm staying at the Hilton's in Medina (shit... I can't stop thinking of Paris Hilton when I think of Hilton hotels...). Oh dear...
Bitched on: Saturday, February 03, 2007 Time: 2/03/2007 01:52:00 AM
I found this mail in my Gmail email account. What the hell? Do I look stupid to you?
Dear customer
I am MR O*********, credit officer of African ***** Bank. I have an urgent and very confidential business proposition for you.
In June, 2000, a German property consultant and importer of used cars, Mr Andreas Schranner made a numbered time (Fixed) Deposit for twelve calendar months, valued at US$20,000,000.00 (twenty Million United States Dollars only) in my branch. It was to our utter surprise that we heard of his death, wife and children in an AF4590 plane crash in July 2003. See website.
On further investigation,I found out that he died without making a WILL, and hitherto, all attempts to trace his next of kin was fruitless. Mr Andreas Schranner was residing at No * *********, *********, burkina faso.
I therefore made further investigation and discovered that Mr Andreas Schranner did not declare any kin or relations in all his official documents, including his Bank Deposit paperwork in my Bank. This sum of US$20,000,000.00 is still sitting in my Bank and the interest is being rolled over with the principal sum at the end of each year.
No one will ever come forward to claim it. According to Laws of burkina faso, at the expiration of 5 (five) years, the money will be declared frozen and forfeited to the burkina faso Government if nobody applies to claim the fund. Consequently, my proposal is that I will like you as a foreigner to stand in as the next of kin or business partner to Mr Andreas Schranner so that the fruits of this old man's labor will not get into the hands of some corrupt government officials.
This is simple, I will like so that the i can prepare the necessary documents that will put you in place as the next of kin or business partner. Your role in the transaction is to send an application for claim of the funds to our bank. Then, as top officials of the bank, I shall work behind-the-scene to make sure that your application is approved by the management of the bank, and the funds transferred to your nominated bank account.
Please note that there is no iota of risks at all as all the paperwork for this transaction will be done legitimately and with my positions as top officials of the bank i would ensure a successful execution of this transaction. If you are interested, please reply immediately to my email box.
Please send me your confidential telephone and fax numbers for easy communication.You should observe utmost CONFIDENTIALITY AND SECRECY in this transaction,and rest assured that this transaction would be most profitable for both of us because I will require your assistance to invest my share in your country. I look forward to your prompt response. Thanks and regards.
MR O*********
Firstly, I have to observe utmost confidentiality and secrecy? What? Is it illegal? This is so beyond me... Really? Do people fall for this? I am to stand in as the next-of-kin, the business partner? What? Plus with all the grammatical and spelling errors (I corrected them before posting), this email doesn't seem at all credible. And this is all the way in Africa, while I'm in Singapore. Remember the Nigerian scam? Stupid ordinary folks from Asia (and in Singapore especially) falling for the scams; while most lost a lot of money, there were a few cases of missing people after leaving for Nigeria.
Incredible, and I'm supposed to do this secretly? What do you take me for? An idiot?
Bitched on: Friday, February 02, 2007 Time: 2/02/2007 10:28:00 PM
I was queueing up at the cashier when it was my turn to pay. I fumbled with my wallet to take out some notes when all my coins spilled out onto the floor of the aisle.
The middle-aged man behind me just stared at me, unbothered.
What? Just because I'm young doesn't mean I have 8 hands to pick up the coins right?
Would it have killed him to help or even attempt to bend over and pick up the coins? To make matters worst he squeezed past me to pay for his stuff. The nerves.
I stood up, feeling extremely pissed. So I physically blocked his way as I paid the cashier, unbothered too as he tried again to squeezed past me.
What? Now I can't use my 8 hands to block your way? You ass-wipe...