Telly Hogging & Hairy arm pits

I ended up Stayin in to watch TV coz Don got caught up last min.

Really havent watched telly for the longest time. The only times I hog on tellies are on buses. Is that sad? That's sad, aint it...

Anyway, Today I was introduced to my very first episodes of Desperate Housewives and Las Vegas. I got my eyes glued onto the telly. Wat else if not for Danny boy of Las Vegas and The cute gardener from the suburbs filled with desperate housewives.
This must be reallllly why the aunties are watching.. dont bluff!

Rajoo asked which would I wanna hop onto. Hiakss..
I've always liked cute hunky gardener, I guess I could use some trimmings...

Later on, Fantasia, the American Idol came onto telly bringing her first single. Immediately, Muthu was bitchin away again, yelling ' Ieuww..LUP CHEONG lips..! Jimmi Hendrix got kicked in the ass.."..
That bastard, how inconsiderate.

Heh.. I suggested us inventing lip minimisers for them. Would sell ya reckon?
It'll work sumthing like a vaccuum cleanear. Easy Peasy.

***Also something I'd like to break through into:

Armpit epilators for the China market!!!!

If this doesnt work out, due to the China ladies' faithful adoration for bush in pits.
Then plan B will be out for a launch.

Armpit hair conditioning serum!!!

Since the ladies there love bushy pits so much, why not spoil them. Let them indulge......
Let them rebond their arm pit hair so that they open up like a fan or something.


Seriously, is it a tradition or some beauty concept I havent heard of? Shave em dahlingss..
They're really quite HAIR RAISING!!!!!!!!!

KnockOut

That shall be our band's name. Cool aint it?
The band's knockout, and the singer .. she's a KnockOUT!... WOhoo..!!! *hiakss..*

Anyway, today finally got to lunch with Mr Subarashi Muthusamy s/o Balakrishnan.
I still remembered years back during orientation of freshies. I was the counsellor then and he was a freshie. We were in circles doing the normal introduction procedure.

He stood up and said :" My name is Paul, SOC, local, attached!"

I stood up and broke out into spleen, " Attached? WHY WHY WHY!!!" (stomping around)

Hahaha... not sure if he found that funny at that time.

Anyway, Paul's dyed his hair damn ahbeng and now he looks like Jun Yuan.
He's been a fellow shitcrapper all these years and HE is yet to claim his Pulitzer.

His first words before he even sat down revolved around why the drink stall auntie wouldnt talk to him in Chinese.

Muthu: Auntie, yi wan Chng Tng. Xie xie.

Auntie: One dollar please.

Muthu :$%^%^%#%$..

Auntie : ONE DOLLAR PLEASE.

Muthu : #$@#%$#@$

Anyway, Muthu got a Chin Chow instead. Poor poot.
Inside the bowl, there were a few dates amongst the crushed ice.
He gestured 2 oclock, muttering there was a babe across and lifted his spoonful of dates:

"Hey babe.. do you want a date? *smirk*..Or two?"

The babe didnt budge but I gave him 8/10 for effort.

Drnk Azd a Badgr

Uh oh Uh oh Uh Oh.. oh no no!4x

(Shake ala Beyonce)

Got me looking so crazy right then..the booze.

Got me looking so crazy right then..

Got me wishing they'd kill right then,,the booze

Got me hoping i'd fall flat right then.

Looking so crazy insane,

got me looking got me looking so crazy insane.

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My not- well-slept mind+ booze + newsroom bar = Big mess! Big sigh....

Here's a recap of Newsroom Excursion:

Sergeant Ming and Ian must have not been too impressed by my lithe figure lying on the grass along Mhd Sultan. The figure made a hell lot of noise too. Hiaks...

Angeline flew in from Sydney just for a week. She burst into Newsroom bar and.. Geezz. that girl sure was on a roll!

I think I have just about managed to deafen Han's ears. I dun like his Santa Claus hair.

I think I remembered WeiMing wisely reminding me to "take it easy babe.. take it easy.." What was I doing?

I shocked a bunch of guys standing over the urinals... Bah! Was on phone.. rushing, didnt see the sign properly.... *pls forgive me*

Aaron was a hopping monkey. drunken one.

Jac was sober and fierce. Heuehuehe...

Cat was her usual chirpy drunk partybabe.

And Chris the German.. bloody hell. The flirty bugger is attached *strangle Cat!!!*... He's cute, but German. So.. - 5 points. attached -3 points. only 2/10 how to pass?

Barch's English mate from Leeds seemed amused though. We were downin the pints while talking about Singapore food.

Jac asked : SO, have you had SPG?

Robert: Oh what's that?

Barch: Oh.. I will show you when we see one.

Robert: Is it good?

Jac: Well.. It's quite cheap and yeah pretty tasty!

Barch: ..You wanna go have some now?

Me: Barch, you wont be able to have some yourself tho.. you watch him eat..

*Hiakss.. that was hilarious!!!!*

(Just in case, SPG = Sarong party girls. Go for angmohs ONLY)

Sham has sweetly concluded that there are only two types of guys:

1. There're those who'd only like to get into my pants.

2. And those who'd be scared shit outta me!

Nice! My nunhood is just about confirmed.

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Ppl might think me such a tart. Heh... Bo chup la. I would rather remind myself of my demure side. Thus, the pic below =)

"I think hair up nicer. like wuxia time sword fighter"

And me shall make a belated new yr resolution. Will spend 24/7 juggling Financial consulting + FYP writing+ CA + callin mom+ gym+ jamming +blogging + dancing workshops + going for UAN classes+ resting+ hanging out withe babes (esp Cat coz she's leaving *argh..*.. )... and nothing else. NO time for the blokes ...

The FULL Cleopatra effect.. stil adjustin to it.-Jan29-05.dolled up b4 gg newsroom 

Sadako scary..doroita! 

Like a lil elf- 29Jan05 

Wealth Management

Seminar was awfully early. food was crap. But the talk was utterly interesting.
It was on wealth management, stock market and strategies.
I gained a whooping of interesting insights:

1. Real monetary values are in counts of 24carat gold. US has 53% of its money in gold. Singapore 1.7%, China 1.3%. The rest are probably in some forms of US buckarooos.

2.The Global market is valued at US$33Trillion. US has US$17T. Lion share no doubt.
Wanna guess Singapore's share? US$23Billion. So now I know USA is quite untopplable.
Thinking that huge US's outsourcing to China, China's boom, terrorist attacks, etc. would weaken USA>..heh.. perhaps just scratch their back a little bit.

3.WHy is everything counted in US? It's still the most prominent currency in the world. Well, since they have 1/2 the share of global market, obviously, they have the biggest control of the market flow.

THis also entails US being the world's biggest consumer with a deficit growth of US$1mil/min.
That means by the minute, US is buying US$1mil more than it's selling.
SO, how did they do it??
Developing countries in Asia, Africa and also China, Korea, Japan,etc need money to manufacture goods, develop their plants, businesses, factories, etc etc.
US sells them treasury bills.
In return, US will be their biggest consumer. Win-win strategy.


Oh well.. any rich farts out there haven a clue wattodo with their mullah?
Talk to me OK? I am a financial adviser now. *a serious tone..*

The bitter truth about guys. It hurts.

Alritey....

GUYS are like the THE PUBLIC TOILETS:
They are either ENGAGED or FULL Of SHIT!

How apt ight?

One more thing. Guys are not irreplacable.

BELOW is A scene of a bad break up:

Boy: You are just too good for me...really.. I am sorry about everything. I didnt mean to hurt you....

Girl: Heh? ...Aye, Dont worry about me sweetie pie. ..You are easily replacable with my middle finger!!!!! ( while jutting out the miraculous finger).....

*NEAT!!!*

A concerned mate

Roy thinks I am strange and unreal. Two new words for me to learn. I need to relate them to meself and self-introspect.. Lemme think....

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I prolly am la.. add confused, weird, mad, silly, dumbass... maybe cute also.. (out of point.. *sigh*)

Funka 05

Funkamania.. sadly.. has dropped in standard by average.. slightly.

BUT... The winner of the bext male dancer is too cute to be true.. hiaks.. Alvin Tan!! Groove with me!I also wan some of ur hip hop... I also wan to 'lock' and 'pop' with you.... hiaks..

Never before have I thought of that connotation to the terms lock n pop.. but now I do!

I love locking and popping tooo!!! hip hop or not.... (flash info: lock&pop are hip hop isolation techniques.. when they look like they have spasms and stuff.. =))

Good outing though,, the whole Sheares hall and Blasters were down. Cheering through the crowd, it was calorie burning.

I went to meet my lanky, 'model' cousin n her lovely,rich fart beau for lunch in town. Then, went all the way back for lecture just to find Wahoo about to leave ^f*#a%$#r$%k@!!!!

Jac & Cat officially gave up on me, and that means they aint hearin no more wailing from me.

I am doomed.. doomed ...doomed... But THEY still love me as clubbing babe.

Cat: Cocco Latte on Sat night?

Me: Hell yeah!....

Sarge is comin too! I just love men in uniforms!

Smoochieeeee ... This photo is completely contradicting watever I am about to write ... But I look so cute I'd prop it up 'ere....

Ya know what? I am cursed. I can't chase after blokes coz they'll be scared shit. It's sad but it's true!

But I havent a clue WHY. As if I am a dutiful copper after a pickpocket! The faster I run, the faster they flee.. The louder I scream, the more spontaneously they pee in their pants!

....* sit up..hands clasped, eyes closed...accumulating 'chi' and 'senses'*.....

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*Radiating light.. illuminated from within.. a halo just appeared...I am back...*

Back to me being cursed as a terror+horror....

Whoopie.. I shall sit around and be a nun for the rest of my life! SOunds good yah...

Seriously, AM I THAT SCARY? Am I so hideous? Am I a handful? Unmanageable?

Eh..!!!!!!!

I just perform chivalrous acts, that's all! .. *ptui..*

Really........ I can be such a good housewife!

I am not (just) a hot, lewd ,looney Flirt!... *slap self twice over*

I sew, knit and cook too! I just dont practise them that often. Besides there aint a need to, I've also been busy with other activities like shaking booty, socialising, suckin up and gettin sloshed. You see....

It wusnt me!

Amaz'd

i just finished Angels and Demons. I am very amazed.
Amazed at how blatantly yet prodigiously Mr Brown had laid out the biggest controversy of all time. Science vs Christianity, yet again.

I wonder how half the world is taking it. It's a damn famous best seller I am certain, one of Sir Brown's masterpieces. Everyone's readin it.
The Da Vince Code was shocking. This is no less shocking.
I shall not say more.
Peace!

Paper bag or tape?

Me and Cat are having a serious debate.. regarding the two types of available lads left in the sad world we're slumped in.

1. A cute, gorgeous sex god who's utterly boring or lame. Will need to tape his mouth, but keep the lights on for a change.

2. Very funny and charming, but a looker is a bit too hopeful a description.
Will need a paper bag over the face. Or shut the lights off, but give him a freaking microphone.

Verdict: Cat goes for second option. I go for first la..I am a shallow, superficial sucker.

Ps: Cat is so deep. She wants someone who can keep her stimulated intellectually. (I read the econs book or the encyclopedia for this. So I am cool).

Cat: "Looks will fade through the years. He can look gorgeous and all, but without the personality to compliment it, nah.. beauty will be temporary..."

No doubt such a poot is gonna bore the hell outta her (unless he's a DAMN looker and Irish. Wil keep her happy for quite a while).
Here comes another smashing theory from Miss SmartAss.:

"If both sides are as lame.. Then that's perfect!"

I din get it at first. Wtf is she thinking? Like that lugi and lugi la...(lose-lose situation)
Waiiit...Must look deep..think deep....
It's all about the ultimate balance. yin-yang. black-white. day-night..
Geddit??????? *hiaksss....*

In case you were wondering. The whole debate started when she asked me if I wanna club tommorrow night, as her cute German friend(male obviously) wants to shake booty.

I muttered: "Germans bore my skulls DRY. ..Mmpph.. but beggars cant be choosers"...

Vday blues

I am getting worried..Oh Uh Oh Uh...
It's gonna be 14th Feb soon and I havent got a clue what to do. This is the first V day I'll be spending without a beau in 7 yrs *clap clap*...

Though I wrote an article in the school pub about V day wat-to-dos, I haven a ding dong clue myself.
I am pondering over a few options as my clothes roast in the dryer:

1. I can gobble down a bottle of tranquilizer and pump my stomach on the 15th. (better to remind someone to do that)

2. I can buy an LD phone card and call my mom for hours ( unless she's gettin a date herself.. Is she beating me to the altar again?... Man.. she's good.. where's the genetical descent?)

3. I can pop by the online dating game and pick a-meenie-minie-mo choice. But this is gonna be tough. I have to foresee myself dating the image conjured up...focus..imagine it happening and see if I'd like the company. What a hassle...

4. I can hop along with my other single friends (counting now..1..2..3..++. hmm..) and hit the clubs. Wonder if they will hv some special DJs flown for this occasion. Tiesto would be nice. Thank you! Hopefully by midnight, I'd be snogging away some fit bloke in midst of delirium. Bah! I better bring my specs along. In case midnight blindness hits me (my immune system aint smashing lately) . I know a coupla blokes who have been hit by the unstoppable virus repeatedly. (Virus not bacteria, coz it's an animal instinct problem..hehe..and normally hits you when under desperate mode)
The condition is normally followed by morning after shock. hiakss...
The lads can swear all you want at the wonders of magical beauty gizmos like ultra smooth foundation (too bad aint sweat proof), but they'll be thankful for it one day.

5. Buy a bouquet of red roses. Have it delivered to myself. Signed off as : Jude Law, with love.
Then pinch myself repeatedly upon receipt. "It's not happenin.. is it? Omg..No..No.."

6. Buy a bottle of absinthe online, drink up and have a date with the green fairy. I hope it's male. And cute. And not too green.

7. Meditate and find peace from within. (very likely.. very economical way to find euphoria)

8. Sleep through the evening and night and pretend there was never a V day. " Heh? What V day? Over already worrrrrr..."

9. Blog and WAILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL...... *ah shit.. I hope this one doesnt happen...*

PS: remind myself not to wail to DC about this, coz I know exactly what he'll tell me to do.

hi-class insurance agent-con man in shield

My first job interview took more than an hour.. omg.. I cant believe he was willing to spend ages to explain to me what financial consulting is all about.. so free ah? (made me wonder if this company got business..)

It was positively connotated though.. he seems impressed that I am Indon, and ex Oxford student. He thinks I prolly know a lot of loaded mtfs. True to an extent. Maybe I can bring him clients who dont know what to do with their assets. Financial assets that are.

Basically, the company is a mediator between financial products manufacturers, e.g Aberdeen, , Unit Trusts, stocks, Axa, insurance companies, etc. and the customers (private and corporate).

The rest of what he said didnt really make sense to me. Not even sure it was in English.
Sorry me engineer... no graph no formulae. no sense!
So I need to do some homework.
He wants me to sit fo a seminar this Saturday though. 930 in the morning!!!!(But at least there'll be reception,i.e free food!)...But ...bloody hell, no Zouk again this Friday. BRRR.... I am a changed individual. By DEFAULT.

What does that mean? No offer yet though. Will browse the job market again too.
But working in a swanky office downtown sure beats working at hot, polluted, ulu, wolves-dominated plants in Tuas or Jurong Island.

Once upon a time.. I was hong wei ba gu niang.... la la la *wu xia time backdrop with er hu playing in the background"... 

Just a Booty Call Away

My babes are sick.

Cat is obviously dyslexic as she mistook "Alfie" for 'Alife'! And the bugger was so persistent!!!

"Watch "Alife"?? You mean "Alife" right? The one with Jude Law!"

Hell and damnation!! Not even correct spelling.

Jac, on the other hand. Read "Racing Stripes" as " Dancing Stripes".

She pleaded guilty of dyslexia too.. I snorted:" You're not dyslexic babe.. you're BLIND!"

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Alfie... Wad a movie.. no no..
wait.. wat an eye opener.. oh no no!

WAit!... Wad a bloody REMINDER!!!! Geezz.. I have soo
a list of blokes who SHOULD watch this show.. before they screw up their lives any further.....

We gals aint no booty call yo! Do I sound like a bitter bitch
here? No no.. I am speaking as I sit on the fence.. Wise words.. I'd say....

Anyway.. Today I went for an ad's story board's
shoot. Apparently, before directors shoot the real ad.. they shoot a
mock-up ad.. to show the client the storyline n give em a rough idea.. and
that's where short,ugly people like me come in, before they shoot the real thang with them famous actresses, or so you might call 'em.. COz then they can afford a mock-up.. pay aint too bad though...

Went for the movies with the babes.. Alfie obviously.. Anyhow, was at KFC at dinner where we can have free refills of the drinks, wohoo!! I was thinking.. why not bring the cup home and come again next time for more refills? no expiry date right?

Jac suggested an even better idea, keep a stock of KFC cups at
home.. and whoopiee.. bring it along whenever you hit town.. in your special KFC pouch.. reminds me of doraemon's magic pouch !goodie!

Someone was even kind enough to leave their KFC cups behind at the
parapets outside Shaw House.. for people like me to pick it up and get free
refills..!

Ahh.. I am not that cheapskate la.. but I wouldnt really call that
that.. It's more like utilising resources to the fullest.. aint it?

Bah!...

Anyway, Alfie the movie, somehow tugged at my heartstrings. I
really feel for those blokes who never intend to commit. THeir lives
are vessel empty.. their days are filled with nothing but meaningless booty
calls.. one after the other.. Ok I am not saying no babe does the same.

BUt, You can see the clear and obvious steretyping here. ANd for
once, it's not missing the bull's eye by too much..

BUt I shall not be a bitter bitch and condemn them.. They might be
having the biggest ball of their life. Wait til their balls drop and bro stops performing.. ..WHen it's not happening.. and not happening..

And when they hit their golden 40s..50ss.. Ahhaaa.. of course the loaded
ones still reign.. But, you know what the girls are after by then..*bling bling*.. Plus you better know a good Viagra.

As my wise friend Lionel says :" Money can't buy you love. But so what? It can buy you the CLOSEST immitation. And NO hassle. Perfecto!"

Argh.. ok ok.. no more trying to sound like a wise ass coz i am
stupid myself when it comes to this kinda of mess.. who isn't?

The smartest lawyer or ladyboss and the humble maid.. when it
comes to love..They're ALL as stupid... Yeah... as stupid..

Cant graduate from the school of love aye?

Angel of Music

Despite the title, today I sang like the devils...
My band's been warned that I have a sore thorny throat but jamming went ahead anyway..
So it's not my problem if I sounded more like a frog thromboning away... Vah..
Actually I really wasnt so bad, but I had to be endorsed with warm water more freguently than usual, So I pee-ed after every 2 songs. hahaha...

Oh oh!! They were playing dangdut in the next studio Wohoo.. I was shaking booty!

Was reading Angels and Demond last night, It got abit eeriee.. reaching the parts where the cardinals were brutally assassinated. I just had to stop.
Before I get imsomniac again. Man,.. the book makes my hair stand.

Terrifyingly informative though.. Mr Brown mentioned that the famous Ecstasy of St Teresa sculpture depicts the lovely Saint having orgasmic moments..
I looked it up on the net .. and damnn.. sure she looked like she was enjoying herself..

Anyway.. morbid thoughts I'd say..
Before I get struck by lightning and before my blog turns VERYYY boring..
I bid farewell 'ere..

These days I really miss my mom mollycoddling me. I've never had a safety net.
I always blew myself then tried to pick up the pieces.. NOw there aint many left...

Con-FUzion

I've got a job interview on Thursday.
It's for a financial adviser's position and I know Peanuts about it!
(anyhow apply..)... Well done..
Rajoo says it's more like a high class insurance agent.. Heh!!
I will sell unit trusts and stocks to rich mtf who havent a clue what to do with their overpiling dough..
Will I be good at this? Commission based? Hmm...Many cold calls to expect..

" Mr Tan, how would you like to extend you insurance scheme?

Maybe for your poodle? I heard it has pneumonia..(??) Insurance for your Modena 360? Awww.. ..uh huh.*nods*..wait amin....... but the new rims are not insured...!! Umm..How about protecting yourself from your mistress' claws (whispers..).. we have this new scheme..She will be scared dead.....Awww.. Sorry about that...Anyway, golf this Sunday?"

Basket , have to learn golf ah? I've only gone golf driving once, I was good tho! Most balls flew straight over the planks. But my waist twisted 180 degrees for the whole week.

Today I shat ROCKs out again.. Ouchhh... %$%#%$#&*(..
dun understand how ppl would EVER go butty...

Anyway, was supposed to watch Wahoo play handball but I overslept..
However, I hv asked Lyd and Jac for match details, so that I'd know how to bluff through when he asks... hehehe.. " Good play! too bad we lost aye?? *pat pat*....(???) "

Pease of Poppz Shitee

CHINESE POP IS CRAPSH*T

You mean you don't agree? So what if there are real talented ones like Jay, Mayday, Coco and A*Mei, the Chinese music scene is overwhelmingly littered with young nubile popsters who dunno the coconuts from peanuts of music.

I have been watching channel V , streaming from my comp ( tee hee hee)...

But, when Ch V starts spinning those cutesy, girly MVs of some young girls with pink cheeks and willing smiles, but NO vocal prowess or even rhythmic body movements synchronised to the music.. (they seem to hv adopted the technique of dancing out-of-tune, wouldnt even call dat dancing.. wagging of fingers and tails.. not even cute.. ptui!) vah vah... *YAWN*... I would mute the winamp and read Business Week.

COME ON YOU LOTS! Seriously,... have the producers been blind or deaf or just having too much 'fun' with the nubile prospective popsters?

Saccharine sweet voices have always been the trend of Chinese female popstars aye?

I got nothing to say la... As long as they still sell CDs.. The younger lot of consumers dont seem to mind, all they care about is the nice CD covers.. looking like LiFesized Hello KItty or sumthing... Vah...

I saw one MV yesterday, the girl was pretty yes. She was dressed up nicely and madeup nicely yes. She donned a cat face paint and colourful big wig. Cute . yes.

All she did was smile into the camera, wink here and there..act cute and mumble.. throughout the MV Wouldn't even call that singing.. the song was those with cutesy tones and lyrics.. liek miao miao.. hallo hallo... obviously easy to sing,..i almost puked.. Is this the children's channel?

Compare this to Britney's MV which are always mind blowing. She may not excel in bringing vocal gymnastics.. but that BOMB sure rocks the dance floor!... I nosebled watching her perform at MTV Awards... Who doesn't... She may be selling a lil too much sex appeal.. But she's definitely a whole lot more worth watching than Miss Hello KItty with Act-cute songs..

*sigh..* today the bitchy, bitter, cant-make-it-big Marcelly is raving again..

Yay! Dats me runnin away from Afghan....

N.E.R.D

Something's gone terribly wrong...

I have been staying in for the past two days, despite the fact that it is a long weekend... this is so absurd.. heh....
I am a well certified N.E.R.D

Conscience: What have you been doing in your room Marcelly?

Me: Umm... Just lounging... not much..

Conscience : DOnt bluff!! I saw you looking up steam tables, manuals! and textbooks !

Me: Huh ? Huh? aiyaahh.. no la.. nothing one.. look only wat..

COnscience: I saw you typed your FYP report too!! It's more than 35 pages now!

Me: Oh shit!! Dat much already??? Arrhhh... what time is it? Arhhh ..so fast? OK Ok.. lemme watch movie or go out drinking then... AIte??

Conscience: Good girl, puhleeees stay the crazy, irresponsible, procrastinating bitch you are... Cant love you any other way...

Me: Aww... sure do... yeah.. TA!!! I am audi *...waves..*...( scanned around... sneaked back to boiler manual..)

My forehead has expanded from football pitch to rugby pitch...
My nose is getting skinnier, eroded by my constantly slipping specs..
My eyes are getting smaller..too much squinting.. bloody textbooks and tables trying to save paper... bah! I am getting uglier!!!

Naww.. actually, it's quite nice just spending sometime with your innerself. HEH?

I am goin berserk.. Achtung!

Anyway, Was at Jac's just now, watchin Kung Fu Hustle..
I think Mr.Old man Chow is kinda losin it.. dunt'ya reckon?

No tricks I havent seen before..
Though it was REFRESHING to see sibeh sui-fighting ah pek in his classic white singlet with 'oles, his plastic cheeena slippers... and a few miserable strands of silver threads on the mooned skull.
His butcher-like killer moves and cheekopeh sniggers were enticing...

He's the hero dude!!! Bah..Wouldnt shag the hero of the movie for once..

In the midst of watching Man-U-Aston V now.. 1-1... *yawn...*...
Not betting no fun... Writing about boilers and cogeneration more fun.. yay!

ELEK-kokonadden-TRA

Today, Cat dragged the babes to watch the WRONG movie!!!
She wanted a no brainerr.. well a no brainer indeed.. We complied simply because we wanted to meet up anyway..

I was instructing them to sshhh and watch the ads and movie previews prior to the start of the movie. I reckoned that was gonna be the BEST part of the whole $8.50 spent.
And, I couldn't be more right. ..

Already cursed with NO-BRAIN, predictable, tacky plot and tainted with bad, trying-to-look-sheh acting, the movie was no more than a shampoo ad for MIss sexy-bod, luscious-mane Jenniffer Garner.

Surprisingly, the audience laughed at moments we found utterly unfunny.. *whimper.....more background ranting...*
I guess the world needs this sorta no-brain consumers to keep the movie business going. Hollywood has flops too! Duhh..... Numerous!

This movie is more ridiculous than the adjective can describe.
Miss Elektra can spend a full 5 minutes sword fighting, falling on her back, getting cornered , looking like she was treacherously trying to survive from the Jap bloke's fatal attacks, ..BUT.... to finish him. all she had to do was throw her mighty trident at his chest and tadaaa.. he's dead!

BAH!

And to wake the lil girl up from death, all she had to do was rub her hands together and subsequently place her palms on the girl's forehead and tummy.
Amazingly, lil girl will start coughing and wake up from R.I.P mode. Well done....
Next time I feel dead.. I'll rub my bums together...

BAH BAH!

Hollywood should stop making action movies that incline towards Eastern martial arts scene.. Whats with the yoga, flying kicks, hah hah hih!... heh.. stick to Rambo andTerminator!!!
Keep those machine guns and Uzzis.. hung onto well oiled, muscly men and no top.

Let us Chinks do the flying kicks, spinning jumps, flying daggers with tangled cloths and shit like that.. that's wat we're best at.. Horrr.........

Me and Jac flanked Cat, trapped her right in the middle and kokkonaddenned her throughout the show and the bus ride back about how stupid Elektra is, snorting, bitching and snoring at intervals.

Cat should stick to her intelligent self , along with her intelligent suggestions!

Enough of shit-eating movie review, I would like to indulge in deep thoughts....

Pure Curing .. Plunge to Bazz

Guess WADD,,,??????????
Despite my horrible head ache n thorny throat, I got to Zouk! !

Wus with Vionne, Jocelyn and many others. They openned a table at members at usual.
Had champagne, was it spumante? , and hennessy with green tea.

After downing a few gobblets, ( losing in 5-10), I felt rejuvenated!!! Head aches no more!! woohoo! Antidotes to my pain!!

My theory would be that all the liquor and smokes were too toxic for the bacteria which have bastardly! invaded my weak being, they got killed *muahaha..* and my sickness is conquered!!!

Henessy RULEZ! Bacteria DIE!

I was confusingly energetic and fine! !! ALL NITE LONG>>>

Only til the next morning ...when my voice has descended yet another octave....*kingkong sigh*
.......... I am officially a subwoofer now.....*baritonal growl... aoorrr..*

SICK AS A DOG

In addition to my ever loyal haemorrhoids and mild sinus, I now have contracted... FLU! Tadaa..
Went to the doctor and spend 30 bux on this freakin nasal spray and whatnots..
I have this bagful of medicines.. I must have seemed like a drug addict.. I wish I was.. would so prefer that to just being so-sick-as-a-dog-ly.

I cant be more devastated by the fact that I have to fall sick at the start of a long weekend..
I WANT TO PARTY LEEHH!!!!

I am tryin to regenerate some 'chi', cure myself from within and be off to Wala2 and out of my stinkin room tonight... by 10!! That's a short term goal.
Long-term goal is not to die from this flu. This stupid new bacterial visitor has made me unable to go gym and get healthierr...

Wait a min.. I think I am sick coz I have been gymming and exercising too much.. Bah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YOU LOUSY LA MARCELLY!!!

A day for ebery1.

Seems like blogs are becomin more and more ppl's fav past time, be it writing or reading a blog.
I've been reading several, some are friends', some acquaintances', and some are the famous ones people talk about, such as xiaxue's Aye..
Soon, I'll turn into an official blogpotato.

XiaXue's always so blatant and frank, I like that so much. Possessing absolutely no fear about how people might judge you is a courageous, beautiful act. Shows just how much you are comfortable with yourself, confident with your own being. Kudos!
She's well witty too.. ! *hiaks*

Recently, I have been looking at jobs available in the market. I am getting a lil worried about goin jobless after I grad, me being so picky when I am underrated.. hahaha

Dc suggested : Oil broker.. Earns a lot le!!

Me : hmm..Where do I get the oil from? my facial pores?
Dc :Apparently, it takes alot of entertaining and PR... Those seem like your forte!

Me : SO.. I would hv to sleep with some rich tycoon so that he'll buy oil through me??

Dc :Good what.. got lotsa oil for present!

Me : I think I'd rather the straight 5 millions.. save the hussle.

What kind of job should I settle for?
I still dont know what I want, but as usual.. I nevur know what I want.

Do people really always know what they want?
Or are they merely lapping whatever's on the table so far?

Life is like the dining table isnt it? You screen through the dishes, pick the ones you like, leave the rest to everyone else. But you gotta hury!
Sometimes, you are nice and save the best dish for your loved ones.
Sometimes you forgot you can be nice and gobble it down anyway. And maybe regret afterwards...

Sometimes, the dining table is filled with shit you wouldnt want.. But you still gotta take it.. if you dun wanna die of hunger..
There are times when you may choose to skip the meal altogether and wait for tomorrow's dinner.

Sometimes, others are quicker than you.. your favourite BBQ chicken wing is gone! How?
You can either brood about it, whine about it, fight for the bones back! Or settle for the oyster kai lan... *whimperr*

And guys.. they are like the buses.
When you wait and wait or when you're in a hurry, NO bus!
But when the bus finally arrives.. all 2 and 3 come together.. bah!



Sigh.. such a melancholic entry..

SICK DOG

Todayyyy.. i went for the exercise marathon again..
Reckoned.. if I could almost die once.. I could do it twice and still not die..
And exactly that happened..
Now I am a limpin dog.. sick like a dead battery.. but going for one more tomolo!!
Is this too self-destructive for someone with R.I.P lungs and liver, ashmatic tendencies, haemorrhoids and a hole in the heart?
Well.. try then I'll know aite?

Uhh.. these are some pics taken in the afternoon, before I tried dying the second time around..


Why do I always look to the right?

Ok.. now left

Lookin Absolutely Uninspired

Without specs.. a lil bit less tootish

These days, nights pass like snailss.. And I feel so lethargic all day long..
Nid ZZZ as I speak... so uninspired..so non-directed..

Suicidal Exercise

If you think that bungee jumping is a weebit suicidal.. then I'd beg to differ.
3 hours of high impact Cardio exercise almost killed me today..
haha.. body combat , body attack, TBT, body jam,, all non stop...
It was for a good cause though.. to raise funds for the Tsunami victims..

However, I almost died in the last round.. almost..

SOOO Knackered!!.. brain's blocked.. no bloggin for the day.. =)
Plus, have to do last min FYP presentation brush up for tomorrow..

* back aches.. calves ache.. ouch.. why do ppl torture themselves like this..?

Keeelongg.. Keelong..Tiger Cup 2005

Bah..
The Indons need to admit defeat today.. We lost 1-2 . Bloody Indons ate too much indomie !
WARNING: MSG IS NOT GOOD FOR YOU.

The stadium was packed to the brim. 55K spectators!! and about 90 % were in reds, supporting the Lions... heh.. the Indons in white were cornered in these pathetic few rows, left of North goal post.

I sat with the SPoreans (bo pian). Initially, I was doing very well, acting like I was supporting the Lions. (I was in white tho!). But after the first goal.. I was so sian... I wasnt cheerin at all.. I was swearing under my breath. .. Bloody Indons..... duno how to kick ball properly...

Dunno if their tactic was defence or offence coz both were like shit!
The referee was kinda in favour of the Indons tho.. He missed out a few Indon red cards (like when our goalie stepped outta box to handman the ball) and bad kicks in the shins from the Indons. Apparently, He's Saudi Arabian.. ahh no wonder la.. same gang!

I heard " Referee Kayu!" one too many times..

The Sporeans were booing during our Indon National anthem,

(but I didnt care, still stood up and sang.. I also sang Majulah Singapura ok, louder too!)

I also overheard many:

" Indons!BOO! GO home to your farms!"
HEH?.. you mean go home to your big big bungalows with ten cars?!! *growl..*
Bah.. Sporeans can be so hostile!!

To counter that.. I guess the Indons were not any better.. Jun who sat near the Indon seats received very prominent, classic hand gestures from the Indon supporters:
The middle finger!!
Ayee.. pardon my lil uncilivised fellow countrymen.

I also heard this bevy of pretty Malay girls behind me screaming :
" I love Taufik!! I love Taufik!! WOo!HOOO!!"
EHH!!! Football match la dey.. not Taufik's concert..

Bemused, me and Jac stood up, pointed to spot beneath us and yelled :
" OMG!!! LOOK!!LOOK!! TAUFIK!!!TAUFIK!! WOHOOO!!!"
The girls werent very amused. Tee HEe hee...
SO I sat my J-Lo asses down and sianed somemore..
Apparenly Taufik was sitting in the Gallery.. (with nadden ah? SO Nice ah! Basket!)

Me was cheering so happeningly when the Indons scored in the second half.. the red tshirts sorrounding me didnt seem too pleased.. Pls la.. just one goal can! You lots gonna get the cup anyway..!

Mr THH called me after the match to SUAN me! Arghh...
I received very friendly sms-es too.. Wan texted me : Singapore won!BOO you!!Haha!
The Sporean slogan of the day's match was : Behind every tiger , there's a lion..
Guess what? Rajoo's msn nick became : Behind every lion, there's an Indon!
Basket... Jun thought tat was rather kinky tho..

Meal Confessions of the day : 1 Mc D meal, 2 KFC meals! Verdict: FAT

On the car ride back (in Alex's SUPER COOL & super cooling, open-back, low jeep), They were discussing why one would need digicam of such high resolutions (up to 4.0, 5.0 and 6.5).

ME : SO.. You can see pimples mahh..!!

Jac: I think 2 or 3 Mega pixels should be fine..

ME: Nah.. 1 Megapixels would do for me! I look so chio.. no pimples.. skin smooth as silk .. dun even need to do photoshop...

See..Lidat I save money also...Horribly knackered today... gonna koonzz soon..

Just an update on my lil bro's lil happening life in Guang Zhou:

The lil bugger got wasted yesterday, vomitted 4 times, with rashes on hand and legs..
What a shame.. he's not very well trained yet.. must feed him more alcohol!

Benz-McLaren SLR

I shall post this lovely pic up.. coz you wont be oggling this piece of ingenious artwork on Singapore roads EVER...
Too bad Spore stated side exhaust and left hand drive as illegal!

Brazillian for the Lads

Staying in on a Sat nite.. made me ponder about some serious issues..
Should the blokes shave? Mr TeeHeeHee (THH) brought it up to me today...
He told me dat he doesnt wanna end up lookin like seaweed in the pool..
Fair enough..

But, then the newly growns are gonna be so pricky.. ouch.. (for the girls too!)
So.. why not stick to board shorts when swimming eh? Besides.. wearing those skimpy tight trunks..could be a tad dangerous rite?
Why if a girl drops her bikini top.. whoo peeii doo! Lads better stay in water!

Mr THH also mentioned about girls goin for Brazillian.
Well, he's just a tad worried that there may be grime and kaya if too luscious. Bah.. but I reckoned boyfriends who DIE DIE demand Brazillian from theirs girls are a tad paedophilic! Wadz wiv makin them look like 5 yr olds?

Mr THH also cleverly informed me about the scents and the Pheromones (or smth lidat)given out by the nether follicles (i.e amazon mufflers)---SPose to drive the girls crazy.. Are you sure about this dude??? Geeez...

Anyway, Mr THH wanna claim his Pulitzer for having such brilliant, meticulous, noble discoveries about the human's Southern mane.

Saturday Nite Fever

Today,I am stayin in (And it's OMG Saturday night) to blog and maybe clean room. Is there something wrong with the picture here? AM I becoming boring? Am I gettin the Saturday nite fever?

Thanks to Cat for tua-ing me, Jac for being a nerd and doing her due project, to Rajoo for choosin such a damn distant place to go drinkin and Ming for goin Cocco Latte again!

Bah..

I feel so sick staying in.. there's seriously something horrendously wrong with stayin in on Sat nite.. But I hv declared myself officially broke til February, so.. gotta tighten my waist (read: uncontrollable cravings for clubbin,shoppin n eating) a lil..

I just woke up from a nap (9-11pm), that lasted while Man U kicked L'pool's royal ass (yay!)
I had a wet dream! Argh... WHY??? I've been on celibacy and My subconscious mind is obviously not very co-operative... Bluuudddy Hell..

Anyway, here's a recap on what were done at China Square Planet Fitness (place pretty awesome btw) today:

1. Treadmill - 15 mins - funmeter rating - 3/10
2. Rowing - 5mins - funmeter rating - 3/10 (Zzzzz)
3. Weights - 10 mins- funmeter rating -4/10
4. Body Combat - 45 mins - funmeter rating - 10/10
5. Stretching (while the blokes oogle) - 20 mins- 9/10
6. Sauna - 15 mins - funmeter rating - 8/10
7. Flirting with membership consultant - 30 mins - 12/10!!!!!
8. Eating BIG plate of Xiang Gang Mian- 15 mins - 10/10...

Huehuehue... So much for gymming Marcelly! Anyway.. gonna check out their other branches at Suntec and Great World-- (pretty cool!! one membership gets in u 3/4 diff gyms)

Gonna try yoga (maybe can fly), hip hop and body jam (dance +aerobics).

Me got this 1 week free membership at Planet Fitness. worth $175! Wah lau... so ex! Basket.. how to be member? Maybe when I grad la.. plus 'ave got a job...

SO... I'm officially broke..Apparently the $1K from my dad was meant for 3 months worth of 100 sweep tix/mth.

Arghh!! But I went shopping and clubbin on it already!

And I thought he was being so generous.... ( disgruntled look).. Damn.. I AM DEAD!!Said he's gonna send one more in Feb.. well he better! Coz I'm already forced to take out a K from my fixed deposit #$#@%##@$...!!!

So, me is on a lil P/T job hunt.. see how it goes.. Anybody hiring babysitter or couch warmer? =)

Decided to commemorate the day I tie up my rebonded hair by takin a stupid pic.. check out my artistic fringe.. damn kok! Aitee.. goin PLanet Fitness to gym abit.. I wan abs n pecs! huehue.. 

More COCK-TAILs

Bah.. Come to think of it.. why are they called cocktails? cock + tails ?
Can someone pls reason out to me?

Indongirl - Light sherry + bir bintang + teh manis (teh O) + lotsa ice cubes
*bir bintang is indon famous sweet beer

Slappergurl-
Banana+ BOLS Peach liquor + Vodka + low fat milk (a gurl's drink I noe) ( all these ingredients are ice blended)
then add whipped cream, pearls and the funky, huge, bubble tea straws.
Suck it up baby yo!

Kickazzoo - Kickapoo juice + Absinthe + ice cubes ( ieuwwww........)

Ok enuff.. getting too creative..bordering on lame +bo liao.. laterz

A liddle French Story

Comment vas tu? Ayeee.. Francais eh? Anglais laa.. sil vouz plait..
Enough of French crap shit .. Tell u wad.. look at the picture above closely... CLOSELYYYYY

This picture won me the Photography Competition 2001 of Pembroke College (Oxford Uni).... I got 80 quids for first prize!!! Wohoo!!!...

Ok.. this is the liddle story.. The picture is ugly.. yes.. but it consists of overlappings of many many different pictures..

Spot the arch de triomphe lying down??

Spot 2 Eiffel towers in the 2 different places??

SPot my ghost-like face (with cap and specs)?

Spot some fat woman's face(half of) at the side (right)??

Spot blur blurr Paris at a distance???

I am how good at photography hor??

No lar.. actually.. I bought this damn-lau pok-made in china- camera for 5 quids in Oxford , before I left for Paris in Spring (2001).

The farked up device was so lao-ya that I had to turn-turn this little knob on top to roll to the next portion of film roll, before taking a new picture.
As it happened, after the first take at London Waterloo station Burger King (before I even left London for Pairs ..TMD!)
.....>>> the bloody knob got stuck.. haha!
Hell and damnation!!!! I couldnt turn the knob to roll up the film and go to the next portion. I kept taking pics on the same bloody piece of film!!! VOILA! The pics Overlapped like MAD!

So.. I printed the photoes and grunted and grunted.. coz.. only 5 photoes were succesfully developed. This was one of them.

I strolled back to my Pembroke (stands for permanently broke btw) College library to borrow books.. then..

DING!! I saw an ad! Photography Competition titled: " Interference"!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tralalala!!... I submitted the photo and got first prize.. naturally..

I then became an inspired and inspiring photographer...!
But as usual.. I sianed half way.. so now I've resorted to being photographed.. Muahhh!!!

Feudal

Today Marcelly's done a bit of working out (seriously)...
Went to Guild House and spent time on the following :

10 Mins on tread mill
10 mins gym
5 mins on rowing machine
7 mins in swimmin pool
30 MINS SAUNA!!!

Wahhaha... moi still hav portruding belly at the end of the day tho..
Worse still , had a monstrous dinner at Sheares hall after..

Dinner was such a ball!!!.. Shil,Z, DC, Rajoo and Jun were all there..
They were talkin about this Sunday's 'Indon vs Spore' footie ... I laughed at them for buying 20 bux tix coz I got em for 7 before they were sold out.. wahahha...
I am also deciding on where to seat my royal asses.. 2 options:

i. With the Indons: Not a good idea coz they are as rowdy and uncivilised as me. Plus, if enraged, they might end up peeing all over my hair.

ii. With the Sporeans : I might start to lose it halfway thru and star screaming : " TMD! Ah Seng! Ah Mat!! Go back to ur HDBs eat popiah! KNN!!"
And then I'd be dead meat.

So, I have yet to decide. Most probably I'll sit with the Sporeans, for my own safety.
But I better start inculcating " I love Singapore " into my confused brain.

At lecture today (it was on value of investments) I spotted something very smart ( heuheue..)

Me : EH... Whats PW??

Arron : Hmm.. I think Past Worth....

Weihao : Or Present Worth!!

Me : OR PHUTURE Worth!!!

Heuehuheu.. funny anot? bah.. Jac laughed for very long lor..

White Chinese = vodka + soyabean milk

I strongly recommend this fusion concoction to down. Thought Paul tried it and he said it tasted like shit.. and he wasnt shitting me...

Paul also recommended me acting as a future job.
Knowing I prolly nid to sleep with those godamn producers to get a proper role is gonna be tough..
Only when I make it big..then ppl'd know I've finally slept with the right one.. Too Leceehh la.. basket!

Anyway, thought of more cocktails :

Rumbandcinno = Bandung + white rum + froth +ice

HomeGrown = Wheat Grass drink +midori (triple) + soda water +ice

Boner = Sugar Cane + Tequila + kalamansi juice + sprite +ice

Names so unexciting...suggestions?

Speakin of boners, Paul introed me to www.boners.com . Quite hilarious.. surprisingly not porn ..
They have pics of bears having oral *hiakss*
and there's this road in Malaysia called Jalan Fun Wee Fuck.. got proof!
Kekek.. anyone wanna move there?

*OKOk.. Ash suggested Exoticane for the sugarcane concoction...
*I thought of mary-juan-ah.. for the homegrown (grass--think marijuana baby!)
Wad U think? lame ah?? brr...

Paul the full-of-shit-ideas man suggested a new trend, bored of friendster? Lets have fiendster!
Then you can add ur exes and jerbronies onto it. You can then check from time to time, if you lots have the same fiends as 3rd degree fiends.. Maybe can gang up or smth! Lovely right?
Such a mastermind...

Marcelly's on a Job Quest.

Before I embark on my lil job quest, let me blabber about what I did today..

Today I went for the HOPE concert by the Singapore Symphonic Orchestra, for the Tsunami Victims, The tix were goin at 100 bux.. but yours truly got 3 tix free (actually can get more but Ian and Jac didnt wanna go), courtesy of UAN, n I am apparently officially a UAN artiste.. bah..

OK, so Cat decided to bring her Canadian friend along to the concert (though she was dreadin it)..
We sat through the first half.

There was the ensemble of wind instruments plus conductor (which was sooo exciting and exhilarating to watch.. he looked like he was frying char kway teow!),

Then there's the violin duo (slept thru this one, violins are how whiny).

Then there's the piano piece which was enlightening.. It was a sonata by Sergei Prokofiev, the piece was sposed to sound like a war.
Apparently Cat could spot out the 'bullets','screamings" and ' the bombs' in the erratic piece.
I couldnt really.. maybe the bullets.. coz he was stomping on one same key all the time.
It wasnt a very pleasant piece.. too abstract for me, but the pianist called Kelvin Chan was so prodigious.. His fingers looked like jelly fish in a swimming race... after awhile of lookin at his fingers I had to shut my eyes..too dizzy!!!

There was this 'silent' auction program for the Tsunami victims as well. We were supposed to bid for a hotel room.. bah!! Cat tried to con me by telling me that silent auction means that If I stay silent, I am bidding highest. But of course I didnt trust her, eventhough she was yelling :"60 cents! 60 cents!".. Apparently that was quite stupid ,coz the biddin starts at $600.. .. So, I realised she was lying.. smart right???

Anyway.. after we left halfway the concert.. (after the war piece).. we had dinner, where had some very deep,thoughtful conversations, regarding my future.

Marcelly is on a job quest:

JOB1. Social worker.
I wanna be a social worker, sponsored to reorganise community settlements and re-construct the destroyed buildings in the Tsunami affected areas.

Head organiser : " Are you sure you wanna take up this job? It's quite tough for a lady."

Me : " Don't worry. I am a tough lady."

Head Organiser :" Good, so we are sending you to Aceh. They need volunteers there."

Me: " Aceh???? Can I go to Maldives please??? Or at least Phi Phi Island! And make sure the area is near the beach. I am an expert in building beach huts!"

Head Organiser: "I hope you realised that this is serious work, not a holiday Miss Suhali. So, by right you should be ready to take up any kind of job anywhere."

Me: " Ehh.. yeah ok lor.. But the areas are all walking distance from the beach right??" (thinking scientifically: earthquake under the sea, big waves from ocean, come to shores..yes!!)

Head Organiser : " Ok.. good, since you speak Indonesian, you are going to Aceh!"

Me : " Hehhh.........." (Howelyshit!.. how does he know I am indon?? Basket.. must be my surname again)

Ok.. I am not noble enough to go to Aceh. Seriously, that place is full of silent land mines. I dont wanna blow into pieces by prancing around the land.


2. Advertising:
I spotted a few very interesting adverts along the way home.
ONe was : Irre'twist'ible for Twister corn snacks.. Smart!
The other one was : 'Satays'faction for a satay stall. Very smart!!

Cat: "Babe. You can be in advertising! You are so creative! I am sure you can think of one like them!"

Me: " YEah!! ".. then I spotted the Coca Cola vending machine.. " Aha!! Coco-nadden Cola!"

Cat: " Ok, I take my words back babe.. sorry..."

*big sigh...*.. in the end she told me to be a gypsy..

3. Engineering: Last resort liao.. Though very unlikely, coz engineers are boring. I dont wanna be sorrounded by boring people, coz my jokes are gonna bounce off the wall. Cat's friend nicely spotted out that once I become an engineer, I will just crawl into my little hole and hide.
However, Cat begged to differ. " No no!Marcelly's gonna crawl into her little hole and have a party!"
Hmm.. watever it is.. engineering is not for me. I will be making wrong calculations, buildings will collapse and plants will explode. So..

4. Tai tai: This is my favourite. But den, I must find a husband, rich enough to feed my extravagant lifestyle, cute enough to hump (else I hv to get sugar boy and that costs $), but stupid enough to be ripped off. Hmm.. tough!
Plus, there's always the lil me in me who wants to succeed BIG TIME on my own. Ah.. of coz that needs determination, which I dont really have. Cat told me to get a lil priority management.
I always get them wrong. True.

5. P.I.M.P:
I would like a job that needs me to drink, be merry and entertaining and get paid.
SO.

Cat: " Go be a pimp la"

Me: "Aww.. good idea. Can I pimp lil boys? "

Cat: " Watever la. but remember that doesnt mean you can get ur hands on them. You're spose to market them."

Me:" Heh?? I must do quality control what? if like that pimping is boring la.. dun wan!"

So, there goes pimping too.. plus I think I'm too hot to be a pimp. They would wanna buy me and not my lil recruits. ( hao lian big time!)

So.. I have yet to succeed on the quest. Long way to go.

Blast from the Pazzt

Up Close & Personal
I realised I am much uglier these days,.. So, I'd like to put up a good pic from a mth ago.. to boost my ego a lil... damn my cleopatra half kok haircut!

I dont like clubbing

Ok.. I have reached a conclusion.. I am too old to club.. bah!
I am sick of clubbing... !Today, came home from Zouk b4 2, previously a tad after 2...
Shakin booty, gettin pizzed, finding excuses to act like an imbecile.. all aint fun anymore...

Q: WHY was it more fun clubbing when I was attached but boyfriend was away?
A : Think of smelling freedom n fresh meats in the air when the jail gates break loose...

Past few clubbing sessions havent been very dancey.. which is weird. Coz my main aim to club has always been to dance and burn thousands of calories. But now, it's all about meetin up with old frens, new friends. basically socializing, mingling, flirting, spreading network..

Question : Why are Clubs now the easiest places to make new acquaintances? Or has it always been that way?

Proof : You see your friend with another group of friends, You go over, shake hands, perform the usual ritual of : " Whats your name? Are U in NUS? Oh which Fac?.." or " Are you local? Really? Are you Chinese?"... , and soon you'll be sharing drinks, playing brainless games, dancing and end of the day, ta daa.. new friends.. ice is broken..
By then, they are even interested in your future : "So, what are you gonna do when you grad? Are you staying here to work?".. Wow... right? kekkee..

Donkey years ago, they would ask for your phone number, then soon after: mobile number, now.. it's more like.. " Are you on friendster? or hi5?" Muahahha.. Ok Ok mobile numbers are still in demand.. but the blokes...have now come up with more tricks up their sleeves..
They would swipe out a sassy digicam, take picture of u and ur friends.. and go :" Can I have your email? I can send these to you..".. before you know it, they're on ur msn, icq, friendster and ur nightmares..

Answer: Alcohol + amiable & approachable characters+ sleazy vibes in the air + the silent, unspoken excuses to flirt in clubs... DO wonders!

I have another discovery: before you actually have a new beau, you will always be a lil bit hung up over the last . And that was one very annoying discovery.

Today I had supper, in my room after Zouk. So.. tomorrow, when I lunch with Ian.. I dont deserve to eat.. I will hv to watch him eat and get filled.

Kaput Singapore Kaput!

awrite.. lets bitch about some of the thangs that've been happenin recently..

0. Me had catch-up lunch with Shiling, so sad now we're not in same class no more..=)

1. Tiger cup : Eh.. Sorry ah.. the Indon bookie mafias were a bit lazy to put in $$ to make the Indons win the first leg this year... COz they had to donate the $ to Aceh for the Tsunami victims.. hor.. So dun be too happy u lots.. THis Sunday, we'll be back with a vengeance! IN ur own land.. we will trash u lil Lionettes!
The mafias've got some kopi$ now, they've endorsed the INdon players nicely for the second leg.. So.. lil Lionette supporters out there, buckle up!
(Solly ah, tho I dun like Jkt coz it's poor, dirty and crowded, and I dun like the Indon Govt (dunno how they give governing a new edge!).. but me still support the Indon footie ..coz me still an Indon at heart..

2. Bloggin is sucha hit : Now it's completely 'in' to publish ur diary!.. isnt this weird? Coz I used to hide it from the rest of the world, esp my nosy mom (who managed to read them in the end.. wat a mess!) I wonder if the words blog, bloggin, blogger appear in the dictionary yet.. see we have something new to learn everyday.. we invent them!

3. Idols : Heh.. a bit overdue, but my smart alec bestfriend DC recently spotted out to me an important issue about the pop music industry!!
We were watchin Guy Sebastian singin on MTV:

Dc: "WHo the hell is that? So ugly!! Is that Bob Marley with a face change and 30 extra kilos?"

Me: " Thats the winner of the Australian Idol ,dude!"

Dc: "Argh!!! This is whats happening to the music industry! We're gonna have more and more of ugly singers around! Just the other day.. Minyi was saying.. "ah.. I just saw Edison Chen".. a few mins later.. she went :" AHHHHH.. I saw SLY TOOO!!!SO HAPPY!!!" Eh.. so now, Sly is cuter than Edison? This Idol thing no good la.. soon cannot display CD covers liao.. just listen.."

Me: " Brrr...not like we ever buy lorr.. alwiz download from kazzaa, stil wan complain.."

Dc :" Eh true.. no wonder I keep hearing familiar voices with no faces.. "

**Pls fight piracy and not follow the footsteps of the evil (read:cheapskate) people.


4. NUSSU Guild House Undegrad Membership Scheme:
Ok.. I am a member by default coz I posed abit for their ads, but seriously, would you wanna be a member of the alumni house before u even grad?? They're how inefficient also! My membership is not ready after a mth! basket! Just coz I din pay for it arr!! BASKET!!! I walked all the way there today, packed with my hair spa cream, bikinis and they told me I couldnt swim yet! Wat a wet blanket.. I was so motivated about working out (and that doesn happen often).. now they've killed it.. So I 'll just stay in my room and crap out shit on the blog!

I curse ..curse them so that they dont get many members! So poser.. swim also must go guild house meh.. got SRC pool what.. Tennis also! (not free somemore).. And pls.. the members there are so old, all the alumnis.. all the super patriotic NUS ex students with their wives, husbands, kids, nephews.. dunno who else they brought to fully utilise the memberships (u know sporeans la).. where got fun!! See kids running around the pool = You'd feel morbid wearing skimpy bikinis and thongs...

5. My self-famine plan :
I am treatin myself to a lil famine to pay tribute to the memory of my svelte figure 5 years ago.
Plus, to the Tsunami victims, so that I would have more empathy (my mom says I dun hv a lot) .. She said :"Celly... Put urself in their shoes!! FEeLL!! FEEL!!!"
OKOk.. I feel very hungry le.. they feel hungry? Quite human wat.. I also feel my gastric is comin leh.. do they hv gastric too??? *tummy growlsss..*.. argh cannot take it liao...
Tell u wat.. I make indomie with egg now and tomorrow I put 10 bux into the donation box , ok?
Is 10 bux enough? ... I dun have alot left leh.. still need to cheong on Friday.. hmm.. wat a predicament (act cheem)... How ar..
OK ok.. I am gonna eatt first..,no energy= cannot think!
Ta

Engineering is wonderful!!

Today my dear prof explained on the different types of heat exchanger:
" See this one is one mixed, one unmixed, this one all unmixed, this one both mixed.. but u see. of coz they're not actually mixed.. coz then they wont be a heat exchanger.. however, this one is both mixed.. mixed individually.. this one (point to the previous one, also some hideous picture).. is only one mixed individually, one is unmixed... you get it?? It's not actually mixed mixed.. but mixed individually.."

BAHHHH!!!! SPEAK ENGLISH LA DEYYYYY...
Completely hopeless, I really dont know why I chose Engineering!!!Right from my Oxford Uni days to NUS days.. All Engineering.. why ah? Ah.. yeah.. coz.. prestigious mah. and I am a poser.. mom din let me study fine arts coz not cool la.. no sheh.. ppl'd think my As not gud enuf then I take painting or sculptin.. bah! what hot soup I am in now! Was explaining to Cat today at dinner that .. it's a good thing I am not in Arts either.. no doubt I can write 2-5K words essays.. but cfm out of point!!! Me sweep here-there.. no direction, no backup, just a lot of comments.. a lot of BS (Jac calls me the Queen of Sweeping statements)..plus.. halfway thru I may change my mind from agreeing to completely trashing the argument.... haha as usuall, I can nvr make up my mind...

Also a good thing I am not in BiZad coz I will think its a bunch of crap.. business, marketing and management are purely common sense !! Bah.. they cheeminize some strategies ol ol ah peh in hawker centres or mamah shops use.. call it some cheem names.. say this theory that theory..
Make us remember the points (phrased cheemly).. watever la..
Eh.. we also know why they put the dog foods, detergents (necessities) in supermarkets far far back and the tempting chocolates or magazines (luxury goods) in front la.. coz dog food smelly ma... heuhe..

Also a good thing I am not in Med school, I am so gonna faint doin dissections..
Plus, I really dun wanna be responsible for someone's life la.. too stressful!.. I cfm cut wrong nerve/blood vessels during surgery one.. coz a bit cock eyed.. plus if until v long stil cant find right nerve then start making guesses liao.. (like MCQ wat)..
So. .abit dangerous for the society .. and I wanna have a life too.. Doctors have no lives coz they keep giving them to other people.. yes very noble indeed.. My other best babe Violet is in Med, and I get to see her once every 2 months.. She's now in Aceh lookin after the Tsunami victims..
Sigh.. Very nice I know.. I dunno why I'd just rather transfer the money ..
Verdict : I am not nice.. Not like I can help much if I go over lor.. I'll pass them my sinus, gastric and piles. Plus I will finish most of their food supplies... they're on the drip anyway wat..

Over dinner, I was wailin to Cat about not knowin wattodo after I grad in May!
SO.. next,I am gonna find myself some directions.. first spot out my good points (wont take long).. then likes (will take long) and dontlikes (will take even longer).. and then find meself the right job (will take forever)!!
At least I now have VPS work on with Darren, but me still need to find a proper job, coz this one can be done at nights also.. but see how.. skali we become so big I need to become a full time lao ban niang.. hehehe..

Is that a fringe? Is that an awning? Is that jerami roof?

Shoosh..!my fringe! my fringe.. i can hardly wait for my hair 2 grow, thus I can cut it again..me: fugly babe.. fugly babi!.. the hair dresser was snippin here- there like he's so godamn artistic.. check out his art piece : right side much shorter n more layered than the left, the fringe comes in many layers and many diff lengthss... and the fringe.. *sigh..*.. jutts out so much that it looks like Ive got a friggin awning over my forehead!..(of coz u cant really see dis.. coz I pulled pulled downwards and wet the hair before taking the pic.. u think i so stupid..)..U call this art?? I call it hideously cunning destruction !
This aint too good.. I tot I will look cute with bangs.. now I cant even wash face properly, see properly or look good properly.. Arghh..
Worse still... tis shot.. kinda remind of the Jap teacher in one the AVIs.. sick!! TMD...kirei desuka? iieeee... kirei ja nai desu... sine!!

Anyway, today I went for Manufacturing Automation lecture , and I've decided to fight (appeal) for this module coz:

a. The lectures are held in the Engin Auditorium where the chairs are huge, comfortable, heavily padded, conference-like, plus you can slide it front-back with ur ass, so entertaining..
-also.. sitting in the chair.. I feel like the boss.. and my prof is my subordinate.. reporting his weekly updates to me.. wahahhaha....

b. Almost the whole ME4 cohort is there.. makes me feel like I belong somewhere again.. plus, I spotted Alfred, Adrian, Mak, Jeremy.. ayee.. See.. got lotsa people to copy tuts from..

c. Coz WaHoo is there too.. And he's how cute., hueheue..

Me:" Babe..I wan get Auto!! die die must get!"

Jac:" WHy leh? You were cutting papers during the lecture lor"

Me: " COz Wahoo is takin.. andddd he's so cute!!! "

Jac: " You go Celly! You hv the right motivator to take this module!"

(abit fictionally scripted but smth like that la)

See.. me a model engine student.. btw.. if Wahoo is reading. I am how dead.. heuehue.. but true what.. he's cute.. he shd know la.. heuheue..aiyah.. but so wat.. doesnt mean i cant wait* to hump him ok.. (*half true.. but watever)

I cut out a WeiHao out of a piece of paper during lecture for him.. I am how sweet.. hueheue..

We were sitting like front row .. ($100 bux seats as prof said), But we werent listenin to him at all.. what a blunder! Then...middle of lecture, think prof was counting some investment shit.. Jac made me play this game.. she wrote numbers 1 to 100 on paper.. scattered randomly. we spose to fight to circle the most number of numbers (funny siah).. but circling them must go in sequence, 1..2..3..4.. Me armed with pink stabilo, she wiv boring black pen..

Ready...set..go!.. We wrestled and I decked her to one side, circled as fast as I can, keeping my elbow angled around where her boobettes (=P..) were..then I couldnt take it liao.. So I circled one big one accross the whole page, with a bit of wrestling and yelpin of coz.. We then couldnt stop giggling.. what a scene we made right in front of LT.. stupid byotches..!! Luckily, I know how to control siah.. else I'd ve cause so much commotion and never get the module--blacklist!!! And there goes Wahoo.. yipez..! Save my future!..No more 100 bux seats for us..for me!

Damn. this reminds me of the day when me and Jac returned late from break and the whole LT was dark coz prof was showing video clips..

Jac: " Shit damn dark.. how?" (whispering)..

Me:" Eh.. grope around lor.." (whispering)

Then she groped around indeed, around me!! She grabbed my boobs!

Me: " Bitch!!! " (half yelling.. half toppling down the steps)...

Shit.. why am I her best friend?

TOOT TOOT!!!

My gosh.. this is me today with toot toot specs.. never took so long to take one bloody pic coz I look so toot and fugly from evry angle.. Really nid to take nice nice pic again.. before my self esteem plunges down to sub zero base..

bloggin is so in. i am in.. i am in. in wher?

I think I spent too much time in front of com bloggin.. but I nid to be reminded of who I wan in case I get alzeihmer's one day.. ah so lame..
The progress report I ve been sloggin on was submitted today. Guess what? My prof called me on my mobile and asked me :" What report? Is it spose to be submitted to me? the supevisor?"
I almost fainted.. well done! So much for effort (not much but still..)
He wanted to see me but I lied and said I had to go for lesson. buah. I was on the bus with Jac to Clem. Neat rite? Lazy la... you know wad else he said : " How come you left the report at the ME office? You're scared to see me is it? " Bwuahaha.. well done again .. no wonder he's a prof. he's so dexterously smart! But of course I lied again and said that I was rushing in between lessons.

Later in the evening, after my super short, inadequate nap.. I met Darren, my business partner (keke..) for dinner at Munchy's, he was shocked at how hip n happening NUS is becomin.. hehe.. GO complain to NTU la.. He said NTU's hippest joint is a lil Chinese corner run by some ol ah peh.. heh.. is it? We brought our lappies and were spose 2 transfer files and pics.. but voila!.. no thumbdrive no cable.. and his stupid power book's got no IR. Told u apple should stick to fruit farms.. But anyway, Showed him the pics of the teak, rattan furnitures, jewellery pieces, batik and some of them samples too. Like real samples not pic.. ehh.. hard copy? non-virtual.. shit.. how do u call em.. basket.. I am digressin..
Anyway.. think.. we were both pleased. avenues seem good, could be workable. Maybe end of year I can buy QuatroForte, urghh.. sian.. prolly a stupid Korean Tuscany.. I rather take cab!

Jac came by later and gosh.. was she annoying or wat..like mosquito .. slap slap!..

Giggling and parotting every sentence I said to Darren..urghh.. And there was this bunch of ppl outside the window posing for pics. Jac voluntarily posed at the background for them, pointing out to me :" Look to the camera Celly.. Smile..!" Not a surprise the bunch soon changed direction and omitted Jac from their background.. *Muax.. (to Jac)..

I got me new specs too.. red/pink plastic rimmed. Will take photo with it soon.. so excited. not today tho.. look like I got meinginegitis...dunno how to spell.. bet Ali G himself dunno.. pls lor.. he pronounce millenium as millelililum.. He stil sells. so watever..
I love the dude la.. he's the only person who can find the reasons behind so many stories told:
Like.. Why Joseph and Mary couldnt find a hotel on the eve of the Jesus' birth night?
----- It's Christmas eve yo!!...
aye.. Wicked!....

Anyway. got new mouse today, Jac's ol one.. Damn black and eeky but at least it works.. mine's lost its ballsense.. Roll here there like noone's business.. and the cursor dun move an mm..

Time to hit the hay.. else my mingeingitis is gonna get worse.. and tomorrow I gotta look good coz me gonna meet me prof (Fyp sup) , and other than my superficial good looks, I avent got anything else to show him... heuhuee ..

OOh ohh.. was reading a piece of what I wrote donkey years ago in my never-to-be-finished novel 'Gays n Glees".. Just wanna post it for fun coz I am so bo liao..

this is the part where Casey and Abdul just ended their steamy love affair :

The fan-fuckin-tastic rollercoaster trip ended after a month.
And it was the start of the Summer vacation. Abdul went away to the Maldives with his family for Summer. No phonecalls. No emails. One lousy postcard with a picture of an old fisherman with no teeth, it was signed off : Cheers, Ab. "Cheers?" Casey yelled, " Cheers to what? Cheers my fucken frying pan!".

And the bomb was dropped. He came back a week late for school, Gay!Totally Gay! She didn’t know how to believe it, because he was such a hunk, such a lover, such a sex god. It just COULD NOT be true !!
But Abdul was as gay as can be. He didn’t get turned on by women anymore. Not even when she did a lap dance for him, a power BJ, or hyper-drive HJ.
Nope. Nothing. Nil. Dead.
He told her he was glad he's realized his true self, before it was too late. Casey wished he were a few hundred years late.

Abdul had a boyfriend a week later. Apparently, it was some guy he met in the Maldives and was the very guy who had rightfully and oh-so-timely enlightened him. His name was Paul. Paul was short and stocky, he had gaps in between all his teeth. Some were so huge that he looked like he ate a piano keyboard.
He was so white he could be an albino, looked like the Maldives hadn’t done him much justice. He was so gay he could shame any of the lady-boys in Thailand. And he always smelled of cheese. Not the nice and fat Brie ones, but the yucky musty, cheap, mouldy, blue cheese.
If they thought melanin causes body odour, well they thought wrong, because Paul was one fertile producer of the cells that causes the most pungent funky odors. That plus a whiny voice, So annoyingly whiny that you’d wish the voice has a materialized form so that you can slap it silly.

But Abdul loved him. Abdul talked about him day and night always ever so fondly, telling how amazing Paul is, that he is more than meets the eye.
Caz had been crying three days three nights, cries of shock, horror and disbelief. But Abdul reciprocated neither appropriately nor courteously.
He was persistent he was gay and that Paul is the one. Caz tried reminding him of our hot love makings, of all the sizzling affairs, the lazy Sundays and weekend rendezvouz. And Abdul would only snort, stressing that he doesn’t believe in the past, he only believes in the future, just like Paul.
Paul, Paul, Paul. Every of his sentences must have a Paul in it. Paul this Paul that. Before she knew it, she hated Paul. She hated him so much that she refused to ever look at him in the eye. She hate anything that starts with P and ends with an L. And that'd be Paul, Paul and Paul.
Months have gone by and things stayed the same, Abdul was still gay, Paul was still his. (The only thing that changed was me. I gained 15 kilograms).

Me have absolutely none watsoever against gays tho.. They're such lovely people.. I've made friends with some and they're how sweet and hilarious! .....

Anyway... yeah.. really really time to sleep.. please slap me if i blog again tonite...SLEEP MARCELLY SLEEPPP> U R SO BO LIAOOOOOOO

Ahbeng Dream Car

See see.. this is me flashy ah beng dream car.. too bad but this one iz yucky Celica..
(refer to bah bah bah! for full BS version)
But check out the pink neon.. hi hi hi... *girly damn-act-cute giggle..*
Alrite.. will do one soon with M3.. but the stupid software got no M3 leh.. no Z8 also.. no QuatroForte oso... Wahh.. saw one in Jkt the other day.. sweet siah..!