My New Year resolutions!

Ahh... Here comes the time where people settle down in their seats and think about their resolutions for the new year.

Well, I think mine seems like a good list of resolutions as any. *Gets comfy on the bed* Right, here goes:

Get a nice, stable job(s). As long as I can get a new job soonafter, it won't matter if its not a permanent position.

Not gain anymore weight. Or preferably,

Lose weight and shape up. (though it feels like a lost cause)

Pamper myself with all the things I never dared to splurge on.

Try to get along better with my mum.

Be less MIA with my old friends.

Try to overcome my inferiority complex.

Start actual plannings for my overseas dream.

Learn to control my temper better.

Clean my pig sty of a room.

Stop them from treating my room like a spare storeroom once I've cleared the space.

Um... Stop biting my fingernails?

Lol... One can only hope to accomplish their resolutions. May you guys have a wonderful New Year Countdown later! *Kisses and hugs for all*

What saves a man is to take a step. Then another step. It is always the same step, but you have to take it.

- Antoine de Saint-Exupery

A question!

Anybody knows about Trexi? To be specific, the Coca Cola Trexi figure?



I only have the Trexi figure; No box, no card. I redeemed it with the Venom figurine receipt at Cineshop. All I've been told by people, is that its rare, yadda yadda.

I need to know the price of it in Singapore because I wanna sell it. This is the only site I could find that has a price. I'm not sure if it would be accurate if I convert the amount into SGD.

Your help will be genuinely appreciated! ;)

=)

Sigh. In about 26 hours' time, Mel's official RP duties will commence.

I'll never be able to spend the nights at his place anymore, since his schedule is the likes of "work 2 days, off 1 day". When he books out, it would be in the afternoon, and he would have to book in at about 7-8am the next day.

There goes our time together. It sucks that we have to go through more stumbling blocks when we've already made it through for 3years plus now. I have a foreboding feeling about this.

Sigh.

Anyway, my VCD was found, but unfortunately, not my magnets :( Oh well. At least I'll get to watch it again sometime next year(heh).

Had dinner at Sakae Sushi at Lot 1 earlier in the evening. Seriously, I think Mel and I are getting too accustomed to eating out.

Within the short span of 2 weeks, we've already dined at Sakae's for 4 times, and we also ate at Billy Bombers, Fiesta, Bistro Delifrance, etc. We ate out almost every night, and we did not step into a hawker centre at all. We surfeited, and spent a rather staggering $400+ on food alone.

What with our pococurante demeanour towards buying stuff that we don't actually need, we now have a big, nice hole in our pockets. @_@"

Nonetheless, I'm eyeing a Samsung Mp4 player on Yahoo Auctions right now, but the price's ridiculously cheap($150 for a 20gb one!) and my bid had not met his reserve price, so I can only cross my fingers. 'Sides, I only intend to bid up to $200. *Scrunches up nose*

Afterall, the new year is coming. Buying DVDs for myself for Christmas, and a Mp3/Mp4 player for the new year, what's wrong with that?

Chinese New Year, please come soon!!!


I am still determined to be cheerful and happy, in whatever situation I may be; for I have also learned from experience that the greater part of our happiness or misery depends upon our dispositions, and not upon our circumstances.

- Martha Washington

Huh.

Fuck, I'm so pissed right now. Mel lent my Initial D VCD to Bong a couple of months ago, and he assured me that Bong won't lend it to someone else.

2 weeks ago, I asked Bong for my VCD, and he told me he lent it to Deron. Without asking me, treating the VCD was his.

And Deron lent it to his platoon mates and didn't know where it was. I purposely sms-ed him before his ORD date, but he did not reply. Now he'd ORD-ed. No chance of getting it back now.

ZZZ!

And it's not as if either one would claim responsibility for losing my stuff and buy 1 back for me. *Grumbles*

Fuck lor. I'd barely bought the VCD for a few days, and it had a pretty metal case with magnets inside. I've been dying to watch it :( It's not just about the money; it's about the credibility of borrowing and returning.

Just like the money Derek and Elaine owe Melvin till now. A hefty $1000+ by both of them. Elaine just keep saying she doesn't have money, and Derek had the guts to join us for Xmas countdown like he didn't still owe us $600.

I nagged Melvin to ask him for the money, but he said, "Aiya, nevermind la, I'll ask next time, let's not spoil the Christmas mood." AS IF! We barely talked to Derek and his friends anyway. They just kept standing behind us or walking around.

GAHHHH, MEN AND THEIR EGO! *Pulls out her hair*

Sigh. Anyway, back to the main subject for this post - I just woke up from a pretty weird dream.

I dreamt that Mel had already shifted into the new house, and we were retiring for the night. It was snowing, so I had to make sure the windows above our head were locked shut.

Somehow, I managed to dilly-dally till daybreak, and an unfamiliar face woke up beside us(No, it was not an orgy or threesome. The girl felt like a younger sibling.) and saw that everything outside was covered in snow, and when she opened 1 window to get a better view, a dragonfly flew in.

Naturally, my first reaction was to cry out as I landed on the floor in a ball, covering my face and waving my hand about, trying to make the dragonfly go away. Yes, that's how I am in real life. I'm terrified of bugs.

And then somehow, a cockroach came, and the strange notion of the cockroach eating/beating the dragonfly came into mind. I then saw the dragonfly beating the cockroach in a series of impressive air attacks, and I took off running.

Within steps, I found different bugs crawling across my trail towards the stairs. I tried to go down the stairs, but there were spiders, funny bugs, and cockroaches obstructing only my intended path.

I woke my boyfriend aka the brave bugkiller and he proceeded to beat a trail of dead bugs for me lol. I followed behind him, and we ended up in a shopping mall or something, and I saw all the fast food restaurants having new products on their menu.

KFC had a chicken burger with a huge patty while having a slit down the middle. MacDonald's had new rice products - A square of rice with curry filling inside, a chicken rice set with the skin wrapped around the rice and had chicken filling inside, and 1 with kaya filling too.

Right after I told Mel that we should go try them, I woke up from the dream despite having slept for only 1 hour, and started to munch on my tidbits.

*Crunches on her tapioca snacks wistfully* This is the first time my body actually reacted to my dreams - I was hungry, thus dreaming about food, and my body awoke me to make me eat.

Huh.

Testing.

Everyone seems to have an account with Technorati, and even tho I'm still not clear about what it does (heh), I'll just get it out of the way, aye?

Technorati Profile

*Yawns*

Finally, Christmas and Boxing Day are over, so it's time to change my blog song.

I really want to celebrate New Year's countdown at MOS or with my friends, but I kinda promised my niece I'll go over to their place =P. Besides, I don't want to think about the queue for entrance to MOS that day.

For the Xmas Eve party, I'd managed to cut into the middle of the queue due to John's friends, but I still waited for 35mins. I shudder to think about New Year's Eve.

With the horrendous amount of time to be spent on queueing in mind, junk food and fast food and DVD marathon with my close relatives is making me ebullient :D.

Anybody want to go, tho? =X Maybe not on the 31st, but do gimme or call or a message online whenever you feel like going to Ministry of Sound.


I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving

but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.

- Sonnet XVII, Pablo Neruda

Merry Christmas!!!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

Lol, the first song that came into mind when I wanted to change it for Christmas, was this one by Blink 182 ;D

I just got home from the Xmas Eve party at MOS and supper @ Hong Kong Cafe in Siglap. Yummy food, by the way.

And I think I'm in love with Ministry of Sound.

I mean, seriously, I've clubbed for almost 5 years, and while Sparks holds a special spot in my heart for being the 1st disco I went to, and 1 that I visited regularly for 2years+, MOS simply rocked.

The place's gorgeous. My words won't do justice to it unless you see it for yourself. I mean, seriously, I can spend hours in their washrooms and comfy chairs! I'm sure that if I go with my girlfriends, and we can't find seats, we'll be sitting on the red cushy stools painting our faces(=P) and chit-chatting.

Then again, maybe not. There's no way I would give up the chance to ogle the cute Ang Mohs there. Most of the angmohs I saw tonight were soooo cute!!! *Swoons like an airhead*


I LOVE the R&B room. Too bad it's a little small, but the Eurodance area is great. It looks like the cosier and more atmospheric upgrade version of the old Zouk(I haven't been to the renovated one yet).

I wasted my time videocam-ing a guy who thought he was John Travolta not, and my batt ran out before I could record down the countdown ;(

You should have seen the queue when we reached at 9.30pm. If I'm not wrong, the queue was about 1km+, but fortunately, we have friends who queued since 8pm and we cut into the middle xD

The Clarke Quay carpark right next to MOS was half-filled with Mercedes and BMWs as if they were the regular Nissan Sunny or Toyota Corolla. But you should have seen the yellow Lamborghini Murcielago, silver Maserati, silver Porsche family car and silver Benzley on the other side.

I mean, WAH LAO, it was my first time seeing a Maserati in real life! And the Lambor was so shiny, I could see the engine clearly and possibly my reflection.

Ahh, what I wouldn't give to live a wealthy life...

Mehh.... I've only had 3 hours of sleep because I was worried I'll oversleep today.

I've gotten the $100 postal order, ready to contact the seller and everything. Wee!

I feel so hyper right now, don't rightly know why. Not as if I took too much sugar; All I had was a cup of Bandung! I guess I'm just running on adrenaline that it's Xmas Eve, then.

I'm not big on celebrating the birth of someone I don't believe in, but the holidays spirit always gets to me. I'm going to West Mall later to get some last minute Christmas presents for Mel's family, since half of them are Christians, and I've already gotten a present from his 3rd Aunt.

It's the 3rd Christmas present I've received from her, and its bloody time I reciprocate before the guilt's too much.

I wonder if anybody will ask me out tomorrow... :D

Happy Christmas Eve sweetcheeks!

Just came back from watching The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe.

King Kong last Sunday was great. The 1v3 T-Rex scene... AWESOME. Especially when King Kong snapped the T-Rex's jaws and tauntingly flapped them.

Even tho I still have fuzzy memories about watching the old King Kong movie where the gorilla swung around on top of the Empire State building hitting airplanes, and then die, it didn't stop half the theatre's women and me leaving with wet eyes.

Narnia's bloody brilliant too. It struck me that 2 great fantasy movies - Harry Potter and Narnia's main characters are British. Seeing Lucy sitting with Thomson the faun, sipping her tea like a demure little lady, simply tickled me. The movie's like a fightier but not bloody(forgive my slaughter of the language) version of Harry Potter filled with mystical animals.

Decided to treat myself to getting the Season 1-5 DVDs of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, off a Malaysian seller on Ebay. Haveta be at a post office bright and early later, to purchase a postal order. Bleah. I really need to adjust my body clock.

In case I get too lazy to update on Christmas itself,

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year, ducks! Enjoy the holidays! ;)



The soul takes flight to the world that is eternal... invisible. But there arriving she is sure of bliss, and forever dwells in paradise…
- Lady Jane

0_o

My newest "hobby" of late is burning all the movies I'd downloaded into DVDs and having fun personalizing them. Weird, I know.

Anyway, watched The Promise on Thursday, and I'm going out to watch King Kong later.

Narnia next week! Woohoo!

The Promise was... nice. I absolutely loved the colour visuals, and the time period of which man and gods co-existed together.

I guess it's another of those artistic films where the director tries to portray certain meanings to us, with each character assuming a specific role that depicts of current society. I'm not gonna act all smart-like and say I fully understood the show, but I shall think I understand enough.

Only thing is, I'm still not sure if the last few scenes of Nicholas Tse was overacting or not. He was clearly displaying some sort of phobia/psychological disorder that I'm too lazy to google for, but the entire theatre laughed when he started crying. Lmao.

It was entertaining to see Nicholas acting abit like a gay, but I found the scene where Cecilia was flown like a kite absolutely lame.

Totally loved Hinoyuki Sanada tho; He was my favourite guy in The Last Samurai. He's just so man, and possesses great acting skills. *Swoons*

But he's not as man or possess sex appeal like James Marsters, of course. Never!

Anyway, I've decided to share some of my favourite songs to be played on my blog. They're mostly kinda loud, so if you hate em, you can always click the Stop button.

However, if your taste is as good as mine *winks*, you'll prolly enjoy them. Lyrics and song titles will be in the "etc" section.

Oh, look at the time. Time to move off to Cineleisure. 'Ta, ducks.

:O!

Friday was fun! I got to catch up with my buds whom I haven't seem in eons, okay, maybe just 1-2years, but it'd been so long!

I'm gonna post some of the pictures I took since I was the designated photographer a.k.a the only one with a digicam, and let my fair warning be known that you're gonna see a very ugly sight in some of them.

So anyway, Thursday was Deron's 21st birthday, and he held his celebration at Music Underground on Friday.

Alright, here's some of the photos, they look real grainy because of the pic size.


The birthday boy! Happy 21st birthday again, Deron!


Here's 2 of my fav buds that I'd gotten to know through Deron 4 years ago:

Ang, me, and Bel(vis)!


Me and whom I consider the Energiser Monkey, Jacob. Lol


My favourite people from my old clique! Belvis, Deron, me and Ang hehe. It felt like we had met up just recently before, instead of years.


The bunch of mad dicks lol. Ang, Chuan, Ken, Bel, "Tok", Deron, Jacob, etc etc~

Somehow, they'd managed to keep me laughing the entire night, even those whom I just met for the first time.

I'm really glad I still have these friends :D

Please don't treat me like a child.

I may have been lost for a while; I may stumble here and there in my path towards full-blown adulthood, but I'm already on my way.

Please do not stand in my path by treating me like the child I am not anymore.


I don't want your condescending tones,
Nor do I need your needless reprimands.

Will my respect be ever reciprocated?
Will I ever gain your trust?

In the tenebrous sky, moon's hanging low.
I can hear the trees' sempiternal murmurs--
Their moans mixing with my whimpers.

The cold, ruthless wind rumpled my raven tress.
Swirling maelstrom in my eyes,
Lassitude evident.

Have you noticed that about me,
Or do you feel nothing but schadenfreude,
for the onus I've became?

The broken old soul in me buzzes
With discontentment;
For I am now but a lambent shadow of myself.

Still, an ingenue lies
Deep inside me.
Relentlessly looking for that anodyne to
Sooth my resentful aberrant mind.

My joys evanescent,
I long for a day where
I can spread my unfledged wings, and
Dance under the moonlight,

Effulgent.



(Andrew Wyeth's Christina's World.)

The poem's "fresh out of the oven" for 5 minutes; I have yet to name it. I'm an amateur, hence the lousy paragraphing and the weird mixture of styles.

Honest comments will be very appreciated.

Good bye.

Good bye, Nguyen Toung Van.

I'm relieved that the Singapore government stood her ground, but the death of a human being doesn't elates or sits well with me.

May you find peace in Heaven, or, have a better life in your next reincarnation.


No more be grieved at which thou hast done:
Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud;
Clouds and eclipes stain both moon and sun'
And loathsome lives in sweetest bud.
All men make faults, and even I in this,
Authorizing thy trespass compare,
Myself corrupting, salving thy amiss,
Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are:
For to thy sensual fault I bring sense
(Thy adverse party is thy advocate)
And 'gainst myself a lawful plea commence;
Such civil war is in my love and hate
That I an accessary needs must be
To that sweet thief which sourly robs from me.

- William Shakespeare

ARGH!!!!

Is it wrong to say my sis-in-law is fucking dumb and irritating? Can I?

Heck,

MY SIS-IN-LAW IS A BLOODY DUMB FUCK!

All because my maid of 4 years decided to get a HP and a life, aka chatting with her friends in SG over the phone, she got all worried and went to remove the phone plug from my room, and FUCKING CHANGED MY HOME NUMBER OF 6 YEARS!

The number was nice too, 6456, and ends with the last 4 numbers of my door.

Fuck. And she didn't tell us until she changed it, too.

She said, "We change number lah, so whoever she was talking to, won't have the new number anymore. Let's not tell the maid we changed numbers too."

WTF? HOW DUMB CAN SHE GET?

She better be the one who's calling all the companies and whatsnot, to notify our change of home number. If she asks me to do it, I swear to God, I'll bash her face in. I've had just about enough of her stupid actions.

Argh, she's driving me towards more nicotine addiction.

Ugh...

I hate pasar malams down my block with a passion. I just bought Otahs, some malay snacks, and a coconut, all of which I don't really have the urge to eat anymore.

I think it has something to do with the STINKY BEANCURD I bought.

I swear, when I wasn't caught in the downwind of the stinky sauce, the beancurd looked pretty yummy. Now all I can do is stare at it as if it's a devil spawn, wondering if I should eat it after all.

It smells like... Steamy bird poo. Yup, a pile of hot, steaming bird poo on fried beancurd.

YECH!

Bleah... Oh yeah, I bought a VCD, Streetcar named Desire. At least that should be nice.

Sigh... I've been all lethargic-like ever since the contract was over. I'm going over to the agency again next week, so hopefully they'll get me a job as good as the 1 at SIM.

Gonna go defeat the stinky demon now... I'll update next time. Toodles.

SPL SPL SPL SPL SPL SPL!

Mel and I went to Jurong Point to catch a movie, and decided on SPL. After our dinner at Fish & Co., we went into Harvey Norman and saw a pussy licking itself on the wide screen TVs.

Hmm. =P

Anyway, SPL! Spoilers ahoy from the movie bitch!

Omg, that's why sometimes I love Chinese movies. It's a gotta-watch: 4 1/2 stars out of 5. Remember, I don't give full stars because I don't believe in perfection.

So anyway, the reason why I love Chinese movies sometimes is that, some of them have meanings behind them. Ones unique to Chinese people only.

SPL a.k.a Si Puo Lang(direct translation: Rip.Tear.Wolf) sorta means an old saying about reading the stars; Qi Si, Puo Jun, Tan Lang. I only remember one line of Donnie Yen; Be thou a soldier, you will end with ill fate or something like that. That was when I know that Donnie's character will die in the show.

I know I prolly shouldn't post spoilers, but this is one of the best martial arts fighting movie I've seen in awhile, so pardon me for being so excited!

In my knowledge about movies, there was only 1 other movie in which all the good guys die, and it was interesting that Ren Da Hua was the lead in both. You know, the one where Ren Da Hua and his team were happily on their way to his girlfriend's restaurant to celebrate their triumph over the storyline's kingpin? They saw a bank robbery and stopped to help, but everyone died in the street shoot-out.

The scene ended with his girlfriend watching the news about the shoot-out in shock.

Sad, but realistic and acceptable. You can't expect the good guys to reign and all survive, right?

Yes, all the good guys in SPL died. The kingpin bad guy didn't. But something did happen. *Hint, hint.*

It mentions retribution and superstitions, and the plot carried it the way that you nod your head with understanding at the end of the show, but its not strong enough to overwhelm the whole story. Brava!

Now I understand Jasmine's infactuation with Donnie Yen. I mean, yea, I've always liked his movies, but man, SALTY GOODNESS! *Slurps*

I reckon I shouldn't mention too much about the storyline, but I must say this: Election has some depths, but SPL has more.

Also SPL's fighting scenes left me in more awe than Jackie Chan's movies. Jackie's movies has more creative moves, but nothing beats real Kung-Fu! The gory scenes made me cring more than I did while watching Land of the Dead.

Oh wait, did I mention the Crippler Hold and Tornado DDT? Lol. Watch it to find out!

*Giggles*

*Jumps onto a rooftop and makes an announcement*

People, I'm having a date with 2 of my favourite men in the whole world!

They're so cool and sweet, it's unbelievable.

They somehow made me feel like a young little blushing girl in love. *Giggles somemore*

I don't know... But everytime I see them, my spirits lift and my heart goes flippety-flop.

I can't really describe that feeling, you know? It's mostly something only girls will understand, but...

I... I think I'm in love. Oh my gawd.

Guys, I would like to introduce you to the 2 aforementioned men, Ben, and Jerry.



Mmm. Lol okay, bad joke.

*Giggles somemore due to the sugar high*

Anyway, today's the last day of my contract. Now I'm just waiting to see if I get a head's up for next month's short contract back at SIM again.

Here's the pics I took with 2 of my favourite people from work(this time they're real).
Alice and I:

Being pregnant really makes you glow. Not me, lah, my friend!

Ulma and I:

I was sleepy... Therefore too tired to put on any makeup. I look horrible, I know.

Gonna go rest up now, 'ta.


In my sky at twilight you are like a cloud
and your form and colour are the way I love them.
You are mine, mine, woman with sweet lips
and in your life my infinite dreams live.

The lamp of my soul dyes your feet,
the sour wine is sweeter on your lips,
oh reaper of my evening song,
how solitary dreams believe you to be mine!

You are mine, mine, I go shouting it to the afternoon's
wind, and the wind hauls on my widowed voice.
Huntress of the depth of my eyes, your plunder
stills your nocturnal regard as though it were water.

You are taken in the net of my music, my love,
and my nets of music are wide as the sky.
My soul is born on the shore of your eyes of mourning.
In your eyes of mourning the land of dreams begin.

- Pablo Neruda

Hrumpf.

All this pissing and moaning about the death penalty sentenced to Australian drug-smuggler whatshisname is making my bloody head explode.

How dare Australia challenge Singapore's sovereign rights? We're not the only country in the world, heck, not even the only death penalty serving country in South East Asia.

Last I heard, Hong Kong is still death-penalty free. Why not go there if the law-breaker did not want to die, when he smuggled close to 260 doses of heroin that may claim a hundred lives in a case of OD?

There's always the risk of getting caught up by the law when you commit a crime as heinous as this. The thought that one would think he could be spared somehow, made me shake my head and laughed the hell out.

Sure, if I had to commit a crime because I owe loansharks money(even tho THAT is also my own fault), and I end up getting a death penalty for it, which is much more worst than fessing up to the cops about the loansharks, I'll look for any ways possible to weasel my way out of it. It's only human nature.

But laws are not to be ignored. If we show leniency towards this case, who's to say Singapore won't have more and more drug smugglers coming in thru transit, or selling them in Singapore?

Singaporeans will fall to harm then, and sooner or later, we'll blame it all on Australia, who subtly used trade sanctions and PR relations to get their citizen off the hook.

All it'll take is just 1 case of leniency, and we'll be set for our downfall. I may be exaggerating, but it's a very high possibility.

I just really, really hope the Singapore government will say, "To hell to what they want!" and carry out the case as our laws justified.

I'm not even going to comment about Dr Chee-Bye(you know who). Lol.

Uff! Hormones overload!

I kept crying these couple of days.

I cried when Mel booked in, when he's been doing that for the past 4months and I'd got used to it a couple of months ago.

I cried a few minutes ago thinking about Eddie Guerrero's untimely death.

Sad songs and poems on death flooded my mind, and I didn't know why.

Damn the woman cycle! -Goes off to surf the Net a lil more before finishing up and knocking off- *Sighs and pouts*

Spoilers ahoy!

Just came back from watching Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.

I was really excited when we sat down in the theatre, because we were a little late as we got caught up with the purchases at Giordano. Got the 3/4 Capri jeans I wanted. :D

So anyway, since it'd only screened yesterday, I'll not divulge too much info(even though I'm not sure if anyone reads my blog anymore), but let's just say I haven't the foggiest idea why the villian was so obvious in the story.

Still, I loved all the British talk, it was bloody briliant lol, the dragon bit was awesome, and seeing Hermone seemingly liking both Ron and Harry was interesting to say the least. Well, at least that's what I thought. I haven't got the time to borrow and read the Harry Potter books from my nieces.

What boggled me was that Harry saw Luis as the follower of the Dark Lord, and still, he was apparently not apprehended since Dracoy was at the sermon thingy for Cedrick.

Nonetheless, the show's wonderful. Can't wait till Narnda and King Kong to screen, and my quota for yearly movies watching will be completed :D.

Now I simply hope my pay day will come soon, since I spent $100 today on the jeans, 10 PEZ dispensers(hehe), accessories, comics, magazines, and everything else :P. The future of my driving lessons fund is looking bleak.

(The following entry has been edited in consideration for my Christian friends.)
Anyway, Mel got pestered chatted up by a couple of Christians before the movie, talking about some Christmas gospel thing they were going to hold. I merely snorted and went off to Kinokuniya, leaving Mel to his own devices. *Evil grin*

They should be happy they didn't talk to me. Sure, if they met Jeremy, it'll had been worse. He'll prolly tell them he's a Satanist or something lol.

Let's just say I had a Christian guy who knocked on my door once upon a time, and apparently it spurred my interest to read a Bible. And no, before you ask me, I have no idea what edition or whatever it was. I just knew it was a Bible.

So yea, as I was saying, the reading of the Bible(which was quite a bit, mind you) totally broke me off from the idea of converting. Ironic, huh? To me, Jesus is full of himself, that or the people who wrote the Bible were a lil overzealous someone I don't think I would want to follow.

No offence to the Christians out there; I find most Christians very nice people to be friends with, as long as they're not prattling about their religion all the time. My favourite colleague from work, Alice, is a Christian as well.

It's just that I hate the fact that some of them will nicely urge you to embrace the Lord. I believe in religion freedom, so I hate it when they go on and on even when you tell them right off the bat, that you are not interested in converting.

I mean, I'm not Anti-Christ or any shit like that, tho I did fancied myself as one, back in the days. I'm not even a devoted Buddhist; I bring beef home to eat(Shame, shame, shame on me, I know.). Who knows, 1 year, 5 years, or 10 years down the road, you might see me celebrating Hanukkah or saying "Hail Mary"s.

I just don't like people who come into my face and tell me that I'm a sinner from birth, since births come from the act of sexual intercourse, when Buddhism believes in Ren Zhi Chu, Xing Ben Shan.

I also dislike the idea of people slapping onto me that my own God basically don't exist, because theirs saved the world, yada yada blah blah.

Although I don't really believe every word in the Bible, some of the passage rings true. In fact, if I had not faced such uncomfortable encounters with overzealous Christians who freaked me out and pissed me off, I might have converted long ago.

Tho I think I'll prefer being a Catholic. *Shrugs*

Bah, enough religious talk. Don't wanna get sued or something. Gotta go make the best use of the rest of the night before I retire to bed. Nighty night.

My heart goes out to Eddie Guerrero's loved ones.

My heart clenched and my tears flowed like the Nile.



Viva La Raza, Eddie.

You will always be in my heart as one of my favourite WWE Superstars.

Puedale encuentra la paz en el reino del Cielo.

When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high piled books, in charact'ry,
Hold like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain;
When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour!
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love! - then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till Love and Fame to nothingness do sink.


I lie. I cheat. I steal.
- Eddie Guerrero, 1967 - 2005.

IIt's boring as hell down here!

Work's pretty slack in the exams/OU departments, so I decided to blog a little. I mean, most of them are either chatting on MSN or surfing the Net, so why the hell not? Lol.

My contract's supposed to end this Friday(Boo hoo), but I got extended for another week to help out at the neighbouring department.

The other temp staff who thought and said she does more work than me, was not extended.

Woo hoo!

Alright. Moving on from the gloating, I've decided to take driving lessons. There's no way in hell that I would be able to pay the full amount. I mean, I may not be so much of a girly girl, but a girl still has to shop a little!

I would be forking out about $500-$600 to dump in for the lessons, and deposit again after Chinese New Year.

Last week, I tried driving Mel's mum's Toyota Camry in the carpark, and let's just say I was worried when I gradually step off the brake, and I was near panicking when I stepped on the accelerator to move at a speed of, oh, 10km/h.

Jen and cars are very un-mixy things. She knows how to appreciate fine cars and sit prettily in one, but that's all.

That's why I know for a fact that I'll need at least $2000 to get my driving license lol.

Bleah, I think I'll leaving that topic alone, or at least until I start taking lessons.

Anyway, today's one of those days I get into a "mood" and lament/mourn for my future. No more overseas college and exploring for this girl, no no, not for Jen.

Sigh. Life is t3h 5ucK5.

Wow.

I went out of Mel's room for a bit, and when I heard hip hop music playing in the computer room, I went to ask Jeremy if he was playing it, but I realised his com wasn't on.

Melvin's mum.was.playing.hip.hop.music.on.her.computer.

WOW @_@.

And that song's pretty cool too. Soddin' hell. Here I am, stuck with his chinese songs because I didn't bring along my hard disk drive, and his MUM is playing great music!

Whatever happened to her chinese karaoke songs?!

Let's just hope we'll be out to dbl-o tonight before I go bug-shagging crazy without listening to my '70s & '80s rock/rock and roll songs by Beatles, Earth, Wind and Fire, Little Richard, Diamond Rio, ACDC... While her mum is currently listening to hiphop.


Okay, I feel old :(

BLEAH.

I'd just woke up half an hour ago and my boyfriend walked in with some suspicious looking tanned meat and asked me to try it.

I chewed on a small bit and realised it taste a little like a Chinese version of beef jerky. Beef jerky, yea ok for me, but Chinese version? Not so much.

"You're eating kangaroo meat."

BLEAH~~~~

Thank gawd I didn't swallow.

I may be an appreciator(?) of fine food, but as far as meat goes, I'll draw the line at alligator/crocodile and deer meat, thanks.

Had a goddamned early night yesterday; slept at 10pm. I haven't slept at that hour even when I was sick! I guess it does a girl good when her beloved laptop isn't around. =P

Bored, bored, bored... Movie? Shopping for clothes? Shopping for figurines? All?

Or slack off and idle around for the weekend, again?

Bleah...

=)

I'm reading Shakespeare's The Tempest nowadays, and I guess tonight my inner poet wants to come out and play.

Here's some of the poems/acts I love. Hope those of you who read my blog will enjoy ;) They're pretty long... So I'll start with one of my absolute favourites, Report of Health by John Updike. It's simply so raw... So passionate.

Enjoy.

I am alone tonight.

The wrong I have done you

sits like a sore beneath my thumb,

burns like a boil on my heart's left side.

I am unwell.

My viscera, long clenched in love if you,

have undergone a detested relaxation.

There is, withing, a ghostly maze

of phantom tubes and nodules where

those citizens, our passions, flit; and here

like sunlight passing from a pattern of streets,

I feel your bright love leaving.

2

Another night. Today I am told,

dear friend, by another,

you seem happy and well.

Nothing could hurt me more.

How dare you be happy, you,

shaped so precisely for me,

my cup and my mirror -

how dare you disdain to betray,

by some disarray of your hair,

my being torn from you?

I would rather believe

that you knew your friend would come to me,

and so seemed well-"not a hair out of place"-

like an actress blindly hurling a pose

into the fascinated darkness.

As for me, you are still the eyes of the air.

I travel from point to point in your presence.

Each unattended gesture hopes to catch your eye.

3

I may not write again. My voice

goes nowhere. Dear friend,

don't let me heal. Don't

worry, I am well.

I am happy

to dwell in a world whose Hell I will:

the doorway hints at your ghost

and a tiger pounces on my heart;

the lilac bush is a devil

inviting me into your hair.

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I by Pablo Neruda

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.

Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.

Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day

I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,

your hands the color of a savage harvest,

hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,

I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,

the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,

I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,

hunting for you, for your hot heart,

like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.

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"Strange fits of passion have I known, and I will dare to tell,

But in the lover's ear alone, what once to me befell."

--William Wordsworth

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On death, by John Keats

Can death be sleep, when life is but a dream,

And scenes of bliss pass as a phantom by?

The transient pleasures as a vision seem,

And yet we think the greatest pain's to die.

How strange it is that man on earth should roam,

And lead a life of woe, but not forsake

His rugged path; nor dare he view alone

His future doom which is but to awake.

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(Macbeth Act V, Scene V)

She should have died hereafter;

There would have been a time for such a word.

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day

To the last syllable of recorded time,

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

The way to dusty death.

Out, out, brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage

And then is heard no more: it is a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing.

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Caliban, The Tempest Act III, Scene II

--Be not afraid; the isle is full of noises,

Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.

Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments

Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices

That, if I then had waked after long sleep,

Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming,

The clouds methought would open and show riches

Ready to drop upon me that, when I wak'd,

I cried to dream again.

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Lol... =X Got carried away. Gotta love Keats, Yeats, Wordsworth, Blake, Neruda and Shakespeare etc ;)

If you guys have got great poetry books or poems to introduce to me, do leave a message in my tagboard! I'm off to read again. 'Ta.

Quote of the night:

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

Pfft.

Gawd, I'm so tired out.

After a wonderful week filled with holidays in the middle and whatnot, plus with more than 1/2 of the office empty during working days, I've slacked terribly. :P

Was up till late using the laptop on Thurs, but I managed to drag my lazy ass to Cine to watch The Legend of Zorro with Mel and went to Double-O after that.

Legend of Zorro isn't bad... I'm not entirely "wow-ed" by the show, but with a fascination for the 19th century, what with their corsets, gentlemen(even tho I much preferred Victorians) and the cute horse named Tornado, I'd found myself enjoying the movie.

So anyway, we went to Double-O afterwards to meet up with Mel's campmates. True, I've always loved the atmosphere there, but can I say b-o-r-i-n-g? First, I was in my office top, and even tho I find the top pretty hot, it wasn't what I had in mind.

Plus, the R&B totally suck. I'd rather go to Chinablack for that, or Zouk for the house, or MU for techno or something. Only their Saturday's retro nights are worth the icky Bacardi they serve there.

And dancing infront of the speakers, numbing my eardrums out? Not exactly fun-inducing after an hour or so. Lol.

I'd really wanted to have fun despite of the situation, and settled for a little bump and grind dancing with my bf since there's nothing much to dance to R&B. And what had I got? Funny looks because no one else was dancing that way. *Rolls eyes*

No fun for Jen Jen, no no.

*Sigh* Another short day tomorrow and a full work week will come again :( Only the thought of my payday on the 15th comforts me.

I'm not even sure if I wanna save for driving lessons anymore. I barely gotten my pay for 2 days and I'd spent $100 with nothing but a $20 bag to show for it.

Bleah.

HA, HA, HAHAHAHA!

*Laughs like a cackling, hunched-back old witch stirring green bubbling goo in her cauldron*

I KNEW I had something to blog about, but intense hunger(I haven't had my dinner) and constant excitement made it slip my mind.

PAY DAY, PAY DAY! MUAHAHAHA!

I've finally gotten my pay! *Waves her money and does her "Dance of Capitalism"* It's much more than what I'd calculated, and I'm glad. I can just imagine what I'm gonna buy and do! xD

Even the thought of saving them all for my college fund brings a smile to my face, tho I do want to hear the canorous sound of dollar notes in my hands before I save them all up.

Alright alright. Better not make you guys suffer from ennui with all my talk about money. But then, in a volte-face from a quixotic, wide-eyed girl who probably would rather survive on love and romance, it has been quite a vicissitude huh? Guess I've learnt my lesson afterall.

Now, onto the mission of spending my well-earned money! I'll update sometime soon ;)

Aww~

I was on the bus after work and passed by the Canadian International School, and aww, all the kiddos were so adorable!

Apparently they were celebrating Hallow's Eve early, so I saw little witches and their stereotype pointy hats and a particularly adorable red little pirate boy, with the frills and whatsnot.

Aww...

Too bad I most probably won't be able to go to a Halloween party since it's on Monday. 'Sides, I wanted to go as a female Night Elf, but I don't really have the figure for tights lol.

*Yawns* I hate the process of recovering from sickness. Still stuck with the bloody antibiotics and my back is all achy.

*Daydreams about James Marsters again* Ya know, apparently that's all I've been doing this year. At home, it's either eat, shower, sleep, reading BtVS/Angel fanfics or thinking about James Marsters.

Point of fact, my nearsighted-ness has worsened over the constant use of my laptop. Boo hoo! At least I'll be getting contact lenses this time ;)

I've officially gone blood shaggin' mad! (Hmm, I kinda realised I sound a lil like Austin Powers.)

Do I make you horny? Randy? Do I make you horny, baby, yeah, do I? What say, you, we go out on the down and swing, baby? Yea baby yea~!

*Toothy grin*

Can you believe it? I'm sick!

Bleah! It's been awhile since I got caught with fever, and this time I don't even know why.

I was okay in the morning, I even went to bed at 1am yesterday night(which is actually a vast improvement) and the fever didn't hit me until lunch time.

My body started aching like a horde of elephants had just ran me over, and I started shivering when I got back into the office.

Probably all because of that little drizzle during lunch time. And I was using a brolly!

Ended up taking a taxi back at 2pm. Just went to see the doc. Medicines.. Bleah.

I've got a MC for both today and tomorrow, and as tempted as I am to rest at home tomorrow, I kinda need the money since I've decided to save up for driving lessons =P

Yes, driving lessons! The terror..! I'm not so sure tho; I always get slight panic attacks when I test-drive for a bit, and the car always lurchs forward. Or maybe I panicked because the Honda Odyssey is a little too big for a newbie. Idk.

It'll be damn convenient if I have a license tho... I'll be able to drive Mel's car around when he's too lazy to do so.

Choices, choices. Mehh. Don't wanna use the brains too much right now, they're kinda burning up.

Oh why didn't I get sick tomorrow? ;P I'll update soon... K thx bye~

Yay

I've finished my Cruel Intentions and Gladiator download. That's a staggering 14 movies for me to watch at my own pace... Lol.

Was slightly late to arrive at the office today... But heck, like I give a damn. Tomorrow's Wednesday already; mid of the week and I'm loving it! Friday will arrive in a flash... :D~

I've developed a love for retro; '70s Rock n Roll/Rock this year... I'm TOTALLY addicted to Little Richard, Billy Idol, ACDC, Diamond Rio, even the Ramones, baby!

They're awesome. Makes me wanna be borned in that era... No, wait, I don't. Then I'll be too old now *scrunches up nose and frown*

Sigh... Bored.

@_@

Had my new baby niece's "full month" celebration earlier on... Booze, red wine and whiskey were broken out early, so I did drank my fair share.

*Burp*

Didn't drink much; did drink enough to feel soporific but I doubt I'll sleep early due to the allure of the laptop xD

My house was FILLED with people, 1/3 of em China, 1/3 of em old people, and the remaining 1/3 were relatives. Eileen, Jasmine and her bf Kenny, and I hid in our usual "sanctuary" place: My room.

My room's always for my cousins and the kids and my sis during family occasions or Chinese New Year. We'll always just lie on the bed or sit around to chat when we want to escape the noisy kids lol. It was fun. We basically played Dai Dee throughout the night before they had to leave.

Sigh... I wanna download Angel: The Series Season 2... But my connection's wooky here since I basically steal the Net with my wireless lan card =P so I'll have to get the season when I'm over at Mel's.

I have no idea why I'd rather download another season of a TV show than watch the accumulating amount of VCDs I've bought.

Lemme see... There's Mob Sister, Time Machine, Royal Tramp II(Lu Ding Ji), Possession, Casablanca, Miss Congeniality 1 & 2...

And I have Drum Line, Into the Blue, and Constantine on my laptop that I have not watch yet.

That should be all for now =X. Stupid Cash Converter just next to my block, and all the TS shops around!

Not to mention the fact that I'm currently reading Culture & Society In Britain 1850-1890, and Shakespeare: The Tempest right now; I'll never find time to watch my VCDs! =(

Blah I'm SO drowsy and achy right now... I slept at like, 4am last night and woke up at 7, but I really hate this lack of time for my hobbies and entertainment that I usually force myself to stay up till 1am+ in the morning.

Thank gawd I don't really have eyebags but my dark circles are HORRENDOUS. *Inner struggle* Blah... Guess I'll just have to stay up a bit more to see if my mind reigns over my body or vice versa.

6 more days to payday... Wee!

Election.

:O

Went to Cineleisure today with Mel to collect my Coca-Cola trexi doll from the Cineshop after some yummy Mayim noodles from West Mall...

Got myself the Miss Congeniality 1&2 VCDs I wanted too xD Yay!

We then decided to watch "Election" (Hei She Hui) and, what can I say? It didn't get nominated for 11 awards for nothing.



Eh, nice okay!

Not too much gory, and the fight scenes were pretty awesome, especially the one where Fei Ji aka Zhang Jia Hui fought off 5-6 men and pressed a knife on a guy's back, before he slowly stabbed it in.

I simply love movies that portray lives that we seldom get to see. In my impression(I couldn't find information about the movie on the net), the movie is based in the 60's-80's, mainly involving "society" politics and knife fights instead of guns.

There was no gun fights... Refreshing, but it took that bit of edge off the movie too. Which bigshot leaders won't carry a gun for self-defense?

I loved both the Jia Huis; Liang Jia Hui and Zhang Jia Hui. Superb acting! Not to mention cute xD Loved some of the characters like Tung Kun, the loyal fat guy who kept quoting the rules, Soo, fat Teng, and Fei Ji.

The irony that Ren Da Hua acted as Gu Wa Zai's leader and Liang Jia Hui acted as a Taiwan Triad boss before, was not lost on me, but I think they could hardly find anyone else better for the roles.

It was quite obvious that when it was revealed that there was a undercover cop, Louis Koo sprang straight into mind. And the fact that Ah Le, the elected chairman did the killing by himself, was mind-boggling.

I mean, yea, Da D was too greedy for his own good, but the point that Ah Le seems to move about with no bodyguards and killing Da D on the spot when he was such a smart person? I was flummoxed.

If not for those sodding groups and organisations that will protest, I wish the movie ended with a bang. Just like 1 TV movie a few years ago; Ren Da Hua was in it too, but he was a cop, and he and his team got killed in a guns shootout in the streets. All of em.

When the girlfriend was staring at the TV screen in shock, the credits rolled. Totally sweet!

So yea, the typical speech by 1 ex-triad member talking about how he regreted joining the gang, and how the last scene was that of a wire fence(aka meaning that you'll never escape the law) was a little anticlimatic for a wonderful show like this.

People nowadays :( They protest and complain about everything!

*Sigh* Anyway, I can't believe it's Sunday already. Weekends pass so fast~ Haveta go to work in a little more than 24 hours' time... Blah.


Thou Art Indeed Just...
Justus quidem tu es, Domine, si disputem tecum; verumtamen justa loquar ad te: Quare via impiorium prosperatur?

Thou art indeed just, Lord, if I contend
With thee; but, sir, so what I plead is just.
Why do sinners' ways prosper? and why must
Disappointment all I endeavour end?

Wert thou my enemy, O thou my friend,
How wouldst thou worse, I wonder, than thou dost
Defeat, thwart me? Oh, the sots and thralls of lust
Do in spare hours more thrive than I that spend,

Sir, life upon thy cause. See, banks and brakes
Now, leaved how thick! laced they are again
With fretty chervil, look, and fresh wind shakes

Them; birds build-but not I build; no, but strain,
Time's eunuch, and not breed one work that wakes.
Mine, O thou lord of life, send my roots rain.

- Gerard Manley Hopkins