Say Whaaaaat?!?!?

Okay, so I've decided to ditch the idea of closing this blog down. I love gossip and information to much that I have to share it. Whether or not people read it, I don't give two f*cks about it.


Enough about me, on to Rihanna.







Just a couple of weeks ago, we were informed by the internet, newspaper and whatever news channels you can get your hands on, that Rihanna was beaten up badly by her pretty boy, Chris Brown, after having a heated arguement with him.


What caused the arguement? Well, it was a text message that ignited the violence. The power of technology eh.


"Law enforcement sources confirm to TMZ Chris Brown received a text message from a woman while he was driving with Rihanna and that's what started the confrontation that left Rihanna battered and bruised. We're told the text message was from a woman who wrote about hooking up with Brown later. We've also learned there is a reference in the police report to an argument over a rapper, but we've learned this is NOT what triggered the argument. The woman who text messaged Brown is not a rapper. The NY Daily News first reported the text message."


We were all ready to boycott Chris Brown when just awhile later, a photo of poor RiRi leaked out form LAPD's hands.






"Rihanna's family was furious after a photograph of her battered face was leaked, and the singer was determined to get out of Los Angeles."



"The Los Angeles Police Department takes seriously its duty to maintain the confidentiality of victims of domestic violence. The Department launched an immediate internal investigation and subsequently filed a personnel complaint. A violation of this type is considered serious misconduct, with penalties up to and including termination."



By then, I'm sure most of you were already throwing out the CDs and deleting the songs of Chris Brown that you had. But the horror doesn't stop here.


Because just about a week from when the press released news about Chris Brown attacking Rihanna, there came the apology.





A weak one, but he still did apologise.


"Words cannot begin to express how sorry and saddened I am over what transpired. I am seeking the counseling of my pastor, my mother and other loved ones and I am committed, with God's help, to emerging a better person. Much of what has been speculated or reported on blogs and/or reported in the media is wrong. While I would like to be able to talk about this more, until the legal issues are resolved, this is all I can say except that I have not written any messages or made any posts to Facebook, on blogs or any place else. Those posts or writing under my name are frauds."


Rihanna representative made no comment about it. Rihanna even issued a note to her fans saying that "she remains strong".


She even celebrated her 21st birthday.

“Chris called Rihanna to wish her a happy birthday,” an insider tells us. “He’s absolutely trying to get back into her good graces. He knows he’s very much in the doghouse right now, and is doing everything he can to show her how sorry he is.”

If he’s out to prove his love, Brown is going to have to do more than play puppy dog. The crooner stands accused of assaulting her during an argument that left her face cut and bruised.

But Brown seems to think a few well-placed birthday gifts can salve his ex’s wounds. He has already sent the “Good Girl Gone Bad” singer a diamond bracelet and necklace, an insider tells us, as well as an iPod Touch. Plus, Brown’s mom, Joyce, who is said to adore Rihanna, sent over a bouquet of flowers.

Sound creepy? Unfortunately, the attention seems to be working. RiRi may just reconcile with Brown, say sources.

“Rihanna so wanted Chris with her on her big day, but obviously realizes why they can’t be together right now,” our insider says. “But it’s becoming more and more clear that she can’t be without him.”

She does have a weak heart for Chris Brown, but I'm sure these cheap move by Chris Brown ins't enough for her fans.


Then came the confusion.

"Beaten-up beauty Rihanna donned a bikini and soaked up some Mexican sun a day after her 21st birthday.

The shocking bruises that sources say boyfriend Chris Brown left on the songbird's face just before the Grammy Awards were not visible in exclusive photographs obtained by the Daily News (see print edition for photos).

Nor was she smiling.

Her grim expression, so at odds with the balmy setting, hinted at the heartbreak the "Umbrella" singer has endured since her private agony became public knowledge."

And just when we thought it was over.

"If a series of reports breaking on Friday night (February 27) are true, Rihanna and Chris Brown have reunited and are staying at a house owned by Diddy near Miami – and Rihanna's father has already said he'll be "supportive" of their reunion.

Just before 8 p.m. ET on Friday, People.com published a story citing an unidentified source as saying of Brown and Rihanna, "They're together again. They care for each other. While Chris is reflective and saddened about what happened, he is really happy to be with the woman he loves."

Approximately two hours later, UsMagazine.com cited a "Rihanna pal" as confirming the reunion and saying, "She's not listening to anyone. And of course Puff [Diddy] got involved in this."

The site also reported the pal as saying that Brown has been seen "smiling, riding a jet ski, and flexing his arm muscles," and that Rihanna arrived four days ago.

Not an hour later, Us quoted Rihanna's father, Ronald Fenty, as saying, "I love my daughter with whatever road she takes. I'm behind her win or lose. I will be supportive. If that's the road she wants to choose, I'm behind her. I hope to see her soon. I talked to her after her birthday, and she told me she's OK." Fenty had spoken with both magazines earlier this month, and told People that he hoped Rihanna would "stand up for women all over the world" and added of Brown, "You think you know somebody, but you really don't.""

Will it be a happy ending for them? Who knows. Only time will tell.



Credits : mtv.com/news
http://www.tmz.com
http://www.aolcdn.com/tmz_documents/021909_lapd_statement_1.pdf
http://www.nydailynews.com/gossip

I see a dark future ahead

I am actually contemplating the future of this blog.

I guess the deadly virus that disallows me to get my creative juices flowing is stuck to me for good. I do not intend to blog anymore after this post, but I may change my mind, I think.





A quick update on my life. I had my medical checkup yesterday and oddly, my right hand still feels numb from the blood test I had.

The urine test was really embarrassing because I sat outside the room for half an hour, gulping down cups of water before I could pee. And nurses who popped in and out of the room couldn't help but giggle as they watch me in my desperate attempt to make my bladder full.


And it was funny when I had to take the chest x-ray, for the nurse who attended to me said "Hug this okay. It's your new boyfriend." And so, I made an attempt to hug my new boyfriend. And I passed the hugging test. Hahah.


And I stole crackers from the lounge while waiting to pee. They were sugared crackers, I couldn't help it. Maybe it's because they've removed the vending machines with the yummy food inside.


And there's this fly that's annoying me.









I know you touched it. Hahaha.


Loves.

Money : Is it really such a taboo?

After seeing the advertisement where CNBC plans on asking Singapore's Prime Minister on how he's going to counter the economic crisis, I couldn't help but ponder about money.


I used to think that cash around the world, was like a game of Monopoly. How can there ever be a economic crisis when we just keep passing the money around the world? Besides, we're always printing money.


Life actually is a simple thing. But it's we, humans who make things so complicated.















Who wouldn't want a bed of cash eh? But do you really want it?

It has been said that money is the root of all evil, and money can't buy you happiness. And some even said that money isn't important.

But then there are some who say that money can buy you the things that make you happy, and that money is power.

So which is true?

My take is that we are so attracted to money, that it has turned us into their slaves. And why does it have so much power on us? Well, basically, it's because of our vanity. Click Here to read about my take on vanity.


We are so obsessed with vanity that we go crazy with ourselves, by splurging tonnes and tonnes of money, just to gain materials;clothes, going under the knife, things things to enhance our already beautiful image. Now is this all worth it?


Now some of you may think that money does allow us to buy the things that make us happy. And true enough, we do need a roof over our head as well as food to eat. But how far do we push it, just to satisfy our needs?


Well, you might be thinking 'spending a little just for comfort wouldn't hurt'. That's where you're wrong. As unhappy humans, we are never satisfied with what we have. We always want more. A little house ends up being a huge mansion that you spent your entire life savings on. But just like the small house you had, it is still to cramp to fit all your things.

A little car ends up being a car that is sleek, spacious and turns around corners a little too fast. But just like the little car that you had earlier, it soon becomes weak.

A fake diamond from someone ends up being traded for a real diamond. But soon after, you realize that the diamond isn't shiny enough.



Money can't buy you happiness. True enough, happiness isn't for sale. A person who has happiness would never part with it for any amount of money or jewelleries, even if they could.


The happiest people on earth find comfort in their cozy little houses, the joy of riding their old little beat-up cars, and the worth of fake diamonds that hold so much love to it, than a real one that holds nothing.


If you think that you are really happy for having the freedom to constantly buy all those blings, cash, house and cars, think again.


For I think that someone who is never happy with what they have, is the poorest person alive.



Loves.

Oh, the drama

I slept pretty late, around 5am, just nice to see my brother get up for work at Civil Defence. And as soon as I dozed off, I was rudely awoken by a huge commotion going on at home. There was a dog barking madly, while voices lashed at one another.

At the first moment, I thought that my dog, Junior, was the dog that was barking madly. But upon seeing him comfortably snugged around my arms, belly up, in my bed, my thoughts drifted off from that.

Could it be a new dog? (We have always wanted to get a female daschund but my dad never really liked the idea. Like me, he has a thing for big dogs. But unlike me, he doesn't like small dogs just as much)

My door was more of the sound proof type and so I couldn't really pick what they were saying, but from the sound of it, it seemed as though hell had broken loose.

Excited that I was getting a new dog, yet angry that my sleep was disrupted, I had my "mean" face put on, before leaping out of bed and into the scene of the commotion; my living room.




Now I was really pissed. There wasn't any dog in sight, nor were there anyone who looked as though they were really to rumble. Instead, I stood infront of my dad (who looked puzzled when he saw me), who was watching his Tamil Drama.


Oh... The drama..


Speaking of Tamil dramas, I think my mum is secretly learning tamil or something along the line. As you all know, my mum's family tree is pretty complicated, by she's directly half Chinese and half Peranakan.

Anyway, since my dad isn't working, he's been watching Tamil Dramas every single day (oh, you'll never know the pain of being under the same roof as someone who watches people in "vaistis"(I have no idea how it's spelled) instead of pants, chase people with parangs. Then there's the exaggerated cries when the woman gives birth. And the best part, the exxagerated throwing, flying, punching and sound effects whenever there was a fight. And did I mention, that the dancing takes forever?


Don't get me wrong. I love being part Indian.

Moving on..


Sometimes, I'd see my mum crying to some scenes and laughing along to some. At first, I thought she was over sensitive, both to the drama and the comedy. But there were a few times when I, being interested in the movie that was showned, decided to ask her what the hell was going on, since I had no idea what they were saying. And she would translate every single thing to me.

Well, I didn't buy her words, and so I decided to ask my dad. True enough, whatever he said, refelcted on what my mum said!

And only recently, she has been scolding my dad in Tamil whenever he irritated her. Hahah. And her communication skills are getting unique now. Back then, it used to be english mixed with Peranakan, Malay, Mandarin, Hokkien and a little bit of Teo Chew. But now, it has included Tamil words that my brothers and I can't help but go "Whaaaaat??" And then she'll go "You all ah, simple things also don't know. What you study? Study so much until brain also botak".

The bitter sweet feeling of being in a family that knows too many languages.



Anyway, last night was truly a moment to remember. I bought lip rings for my brother, Vernon, who also had his lip pierced. And funny enough, he was scared to remove the one he had on, and he kept whining on and on that it was pain. And to contradict that, he said tattoos weren't painful at all. Pfft.

So last night, he and I were arguing back and forth about the lip ring. He didn't want to change it, and after buying it for him, I realized that it looked nice and I wanted it for myself, but he didn't want to give it to me. And the point where we had our long lost cousins who we've not seen for five years, add us on FaceBook. And also This.


See, I've been finding ways to get my brother back into running again. And every single thing I tried failed. But this article really did "something" to him. Maybe just a pinch of sadness+hatred+wanting to train hard again in his eye.

"Annoyed at seeing his name wiped off the record books, the 16-year-old English teenager turned in a fantastic performance in the B Division final as he crossed the line in 49.75sec to break Vernon Vijayan’s 2000 record of 50.21sec and to set the 11th and final record of the afternoon."


My story of him Here.



But after that moment, he just went back to his "I can't be bothered, I need to work on my tattoos" mode. Hahah.


He's crazy, who is afraid of piercings, but not tattoos?




Oh, and I've yet to go for my medical checkup. Ash said it hurts pretty much. I'm scared, after having been to horrible hospitals that twisted my ankle just to get an X-ray of my already fractured ankle.



I hope I can wake up on time for it tomorrow.



Loves.

Just For Laughs is coming to SINGAPORE!

Yes, you did not see the title wrongly! They are really coming to Singapore!

(Taken From Todayonline.com)

It won’t be long before you might find yourself an unwitting victim of Just for Laughs.

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MediaCorp TV has entered into an exclusive agreement with Just for Laughs to co-produce and distribute gags for the Asian market. The agreement was signed yesterday between Pierre Girard, the director general of Just Pour Rire Les Gags Inc, and Chang Long Jong, MediaCorp’s deputy CEO.

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The signing was overseen by MediaCorp’s CEO Lucas Chow, and Yeo Chun Cheng, the chief information officer of MDA. This will be the first Just for Laughs production outside Canada, the United States and the United Kingdom.

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“We’re very excited,” said Kenneth Liang, MediaCorp’s executive vice-president of TV programming and production for Channel 5. “It will be focused on how Asian people react to the Just for Laughs gags. We hope that we can add a lot of value to Just for Laughs with our Asian productions.” MAY SEAH

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The first Asian version of Just for Laughs is expected to air at the beginning of next year.

It won’t be long before you might find yourself an unwitting victim of Just for Laughs.

.

MediaCorp TV has entered into an exclusive agreement with Just for Laughs to co-produce and distribute gags for the Asian market. The agreement was signed yesterday between Pierre Girard, the director general of Just Pour Rire Les Gags Inc, and Chang Long Jong, MediaCorp’s deputy CEO.

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The signing was overseen by MediaCorp’s CEO Lucas Chow, and Yeo Chun Cheng, the chief information officer of MDA. This will be the first Just for Laughs production outside Canada, the United States and the United Kingdom.

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“We’re very excited,” said Kenneth Liang, MediaCorp’s executive vice-president of TV programming and production for Channel 5. “It will be focused on how Asian people react to the Just for Laughs gags. We hope that we can add a lot of value to Just for Laughs with our Asian productions.” MAY SEAH

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The first Asian version of Just for Laughs is expected to air at the beginning of next year.

It won’t be long before you might find yourself an unwitting victim of Just for Laughs.

.

MediaCorp TV has entered into an exclusive agreement with Just for Laughs to co-produce and distribute gags for the Asian market. The agreement was signed yesterday between Pierre Girard, the director general of Just Pour Rire Les Gags Inc, and Chang Long Jong, MediaCorp’s deputy CEO.

.

The signing was overseen by MediaCorp’s CEO Lucas Chow, and Yeo Chun Cheng, the chief information officer of MDA. This will be the first Just for Laughs production outside Canada, the United States and the United Kingdom.

.

“We’re very excited,” said Kenneth Liang, MediaCorp’s executive vice-president of TV programming and production for Channel 5. “It will be focused on how Asian people react to the Just for Laughs gags. We hope that we can add a lot of value to Just for Laughs with our Asian productions.” MAY SEAH

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The first Asian version of Just for Laughs is expected to air at the beginning of next year.

I personally think that Asians, especially Singaporeans would react with a "Siao ah! I hoot you then you know!" Or a 'Ki siao ah!" Or even chase and literally beat them up rather than have a good laugh at it.

So I'm pretty excited to see what happens. Who knows, one of you guys would fall prey to one of their gags!

Reminiscing the Past

I think this is the best quiz ever. I've done it in FaceBook. And every time I sign into Facebook, I would click on this quiz to read it over and over again. Ah... The nostalgia of my secondary school days; of all the awesome people and things I met and did back then.

I'm not proud of some things that I did, but I sure am glad that it did happen, for it changed me as a whole being.

I'll paste it here! It's really long, but here goes..




If you enjoyed your high school years, you'll do it.
If you have nothing else to do, you'll do it.
If you're here to read the questions/answers and pretend to hate to do it, deep down you'll still do it.

This tag is so fun because the answers can go on and on.
Read if you miss your high school years

Bio Data

1) Which school did you go to?
. Woodlands Ring Secondary School.

2) What classes were you in?
. 1e3, 2e3, 3e3, 4e3. Yes, the threes loves me so.

3) What was/were your favourite lesson(s)?
. My favourite were Literature, Art, Science and History. That was back in Secondary 1 &2. I only loved English at Sec 4.

4) If you could remember, what time was your recess?
.I can't really remember even though I was really excited for recess every single day back then.

5) List down your favourite food/snacks.
. I loved stall 7's food. The vendors there were really nice too! Other than that, I'll have my Pokka green tea and maybe Apollo.


Style

1) Did you have a nickname way back in high school?
. It was really sickening back then because almost everyone (even some close friends) had difficulty pronouncing my name. Some called me Kat, some called me Keth, some called me Catherine even though there was a Catherine just two classes away, some called me Katelin, literally Kat - te -lin, and the list goes on.

2) How did you wear your socks?
. I always wore ankle socks but it wasn't necessarily below ankles. I find it really retarded to see people who pull their socks just to make it look short.

3) Have you been suspended due to the way you put on your uniform?
. Yes, back when I was in lower Secondary. I was, how Syuh and Malek puts it, Scary. But I become more mature, and finally knew how to dress proper for school when I was in Upper Sec.

4) Were you given plenty of reminders about your appearance?
. Yeah, when I was in lower sec. I was often reminded about my colourful guitar strings/ traffic light (ear sticks). And then there were the untucked shirts, short skirts, lace in shirt, and horrible torn and tattered shoes. Oh, and there was the light brown hair which got me into trouble every single day in lower sec.

5) Who did you look up to when you were in high school?
- When I was in Sec 1, I looked up to Mr. Bruce because I felt that he was a pretty much laidback person but with a bag full of sarcasm. He was like Singapore’s version of Dr. House, minus the doctor part.
Then when I was in Sec 2, I looked up to Mdm Anisah. She may seem like a goofy, weird and crazy teacher but what she went through was really tough. And despite all that, she always had a smile on her face. Now that was someone I admire.
Then finally when I was in Sec 4, it was Mrs Raj who got my admiration. She was always the “talk of the town” because of the way she looks and stuff. But her lessons were nothing near the word boring. She had sarcasm, loads of general knowledge, and loads of experience. And she was always willing to lend a hand if we asked for it.


Punishment

1) Name one memorable scene where you were punished in front of the whole class.
. I was always punished for the wrong reasons. There was once where I was punished because I laughed at a teacher who was scolding the class. I couldn’t help it, because his face was really funny. He pouted! And from then, everytime he scolded the class, he would ask me “Kethlyn, very funny is it?” even when I wasn’t laughing.
Then there were this other time, like syuh said, where we used the leftover of someone’s correction tape, and made a spider web of death around our tables and chairs. A teacher tripped on it, and threatened to send us to the Principal.

2) How many times did you skip class? What were you doing?
. Skipping class was like a regular thing when I was in Lower Sec. My attendance was really bad in secondary school, that I was threatened a few times that if I didn’t go to school, I wouldn’t pass that year.

3) Give one scene where you escaped from being caught/punished.
. I don’t think I escaped any. I was always scolded by my form teacher. But it was really fun, especially with the crew of friends who did those nonsensical stuff with me.


4) Did you vandalize any school property?
. Oh…Vandalizing the tables and chairs with markers and correction fluid. Cutting the tables or scratching them with penknives. Taking out the screws of the table and chairs so that my classmates would fall when they sat on it. Making a hole in the wall, putting glitter glue on the OHP (it was really funny when my teacher switched it on, because the screen showed glitter all over. He was pissed and he stared at me throughout the period, while slowly peeling the glitter glue off of the projecting thingy). Throwing wet tissue on the ceiling of the toilets, classic. And sticking double sided tape on the teacher’s chair (a teacher actually sat on it, and it didn’t help with the fact that he was already pissed). Oh, and I even pasted a sticker-card of my brother’s tattoo shop on one of the walls (I hope he doesn’t kill me when he sees this).

5) Did you ever make any teacher cry?
. As lame or idiotic as I may be back then, I hated it whenever someone cried. But I think my Chinese class made two Chinese teachers cry, because they couldn’t take the fact that we were a bunch of people who did not like Chinese lessons and were all ready to give up.



1) Who was your favourite teacher?
. Mrs Raj, and Mdm Anisah

2) Describe your DM.
. He was nice to my parents, but I think he was trying to hard to fit in with the students.


3) Who was the funniest/weirdest/loudest teacher?
. Mr. Ben. He was loud, crazy and damn bloody fit.

Social Circle

1) Were you popular back then?
. In a bad way, maybe. But I hate the word popular, and the people who try to be. This is Singapore, for crying out loud. Not some “90210” series.

2) Were you in a big group of boys/girls or small ones?
. My school has this weird thing about cliques. I don’t have one, I just hang around with a bunch of friends here and there.

3) Who were your best friends?
. Let’s not call them best friends shall we? My partners in crime were people like Raudah, Syuh, Shera, Aainaa, Wan Teng, Colin, Liyana, Alex, Wei Cheow, Jeanice and the canteen people I sit with every day. And definitely the volleyball team. Well, I not only have good friends in school, I have ones out of school too, so let’s not leave them out eh. Yiling, Cheryl, Weiting, Wenya, Lixin, Serene, Lena, Xueping, and so on. I hope there’s no hard feelings eh, if I had to name everyone, the list would go on and on and on.

4) Did you and your friends have nicknames?
. There was one with Shera called the R.E investigations. It was created just for laughs. Other than that, no.

5) What were your favourite memories of you and your friends?
. I have loads of them. And most of them were punishments (refer to no.4 in punishments). I know this is really mean, but this was actually one of my memorable moments. Well, as usual, I brought sweets to school and Malek wanted one. I wanted to throw one at him but feared that it would hit Yi Qian, who was beside him. So we gave warnings and so on. And then I threw it, and it hit Catherine, hard on the face. And poor her, was minding her own business, paying attention in History Class.
Then there were the times where we had birthday bashes, and Syuh’s brother tied all ou bags together. Oh, and the part where we always headed to the mama shop to buy all the Asam before tutorials started. And definitely the times where we sneaked out of class to buy food. Raudah was definitely the best person who always sneaked in and out without anyone knowing. And the funniest one was when Liyana got stuck while climbing a pillar inbetween the toilet cubicles. And one time Alex and I pissed a Physics teacher off when he asked “who created Magnets?” And the both of us shouted “Magneto!”
And the KFC moments, the late talks of ghosts and stuff like that.

Okay, I should stop talking now.

Co-curricular Activities

1) What type of CCA were you in?
. Volleyball

2) What did you have to bring to your CCA?
. Waterbottle, Kneepads, long socks, a lot of hairclips, volleyball shoes, and face towel.

3) What did your CCA required you to do?
.Well, basically to play volleyball. We had to learn the various skills, like how to receive right, set right, spike right, and land right.

4) Got injured?
. Yeah, spraining ankles were the common thing for me. I got bruises here and there when I didn’t land right. And I even fractured my ankle once when I landed on a ball after spiking.

1) Who was your first crush?
. I was too busy getting into trouble to have a crush.

2) Are you in good terms with your last crush?
. Blah.

3) Did you ever have a relationship with anyone in your high school?
. Nope. Well, I had way better things to do than to land myself into complicated Love.

4) Have you ever made out in school?
. Nope.

Closing Ceremony

1) How did high school changed you?
. Well, from Lower Sec to Upper Sec, I became more mature as a person. There were various activities that taught me to speak up for myself, to have confidence in myself, and definitely to fight for what is right. High school showed me how screwed some people could be based on racial views and so on, and from there, I learnt how to pick friends who had my back when I needed them, unlike those bastards who always used harsh racial terms whenever they were at the losing end.

2) Sing one verse of your school song.
. Gosh, I actually had to sit and think for a long time. Wait, wait, I know it.
“Like butterflies from cocoons we unfold”


3) What was your favourite question?
. Every single day, it would be the same
In an annoyed voice: “What he talking?”
“Who got sweet?”
“Now what time?”
“I’m hungry, when’s recess?”
“How many more periods to recess?”
“What’s after this?”
To Chow Jun Rong who always sleeps, “are you sleeping?”

4) Who/what will you remember from your high school?
. The teachers who never gave up on me. The teachers who didn’t care what I did in the past, and would treat me no different from the other kids. Friends, and unfortunately, enemies. Hahah. Everyone! Including the toilet cleaners, like Mdm Diana who works in the zoo now (I saw her!) , and even the stall vendors.

5) Any memories you will not forget.
. How much trouble I got into back in school. And definitely my friends who were with me throughout. Oh, and this time where the principal told me to tuck in my shirt and not go for the volleyball tournament to go support (I was in my crutches) and I threw my bag at her feet. Wah lao, damn attitude lah! Hahah. But she was damn shocked that I did it.



Okay, I'm done now. A little update on my schedule. Yesterday, I caught a movie with Syuh and Jeanice. We wanted to watch "The Curious Case Of Benjamin Buttons" but the slots that we wanted mysteriously dissapeared. Hahhah. We caught "He's not that into you" instead. It was a pretty neat show. I think I'll give it a 7 out of 10. But I think they did way too much for a PG rated show. Heh.

Oh and remember, I talked about the glowing nail polish in one of the previous post? Well, I found it! And I bought orange and light green (Syuh and I called it the original colour, but Jeanice insisted that it was LIME green). I've yet to do it on my nails. Instead, I met my brother my guinea pig, yes again. Hahah!

And after 'charging' it, it freakin' GLOWED! hahah! My brother has a glow in the dark thumb now.



Well, that's it for now.


Loves.

There isn't a need for a title

There is one disease that all bloggers, or at least, most bloggers, suffer, from time to time. It's a deadly virus as it determines the life of someone, or something else. I do not know the name of the virus but I sure do know of the symptom and that is, to have no clue as to what to blog about!


If you've been heading over to my blog often, you'll realize that my posts have become duller and duller. And true enough, I admit that I am suffering from this deadly virus that may jeopardize the traffic of my blog. But then again, who cares? Hahaha.

I just can't seem to find the "Ummph" to find any interesting stuff to post about.

Maybe it's because I'm bumming around at home, or maybe it's because I've totally lost the "it" to blog. I don't know.


I don't want this blog to die just yet. And so bare with me if the rest of the posts start becoming crappy. If not, I'm going to set it on hiatus eh.



I'm going to find my "Ummph" now.



Loves.

Nail Polish

Edited.


Okay, I know I'm supposed to be sleeping right not, but Mr. Sandman hasn't called me to bed yet.

Anyway, moving on to today's post. Yes, it's about Nail Polish.








Did you know that there is actually alot of information about nail polish in wikipedia? Seriously!

Nail polish seems to have been originated by the Chinese around 3000 B.C. The Japanese and Italians are thought to have been the first ones to actually use nail polish. The Chinese used a colored lacquer, made from a combination of Arabic gum, egg whites, gelatin and beeswax. They also used a mixture consisting of mashed rose, orchid and impatiens petals combined with alum.^{[citation needed]} This mixture, when applied to nails for a few hours or overnight, leaves a color ranging from pink to red.

The Egyptians used reddish-brown stains derived from henna to color their nails as well as the tips of their fingers. Today, some people still use henna dyes to draw intricate, temporary designs on their hands in a practice known as Mehndi.

Chou Dynasty of 600 B.C., Chinese royalty often chose gold and silver to enhance their nails. A fifteenth-century Ming manuscript cites red and black as the colors chosen by royalty for centuries previous.^{[citation needed]}

The Egyptians also used nail color to signify social order, with shades of red at the top. Queen Nefertiti,the wife of the king Akhenaton, colored her finger and toe nails ruby red; Cleopatra favored a deep rust red.^{[citation needed]} Women of lower rank who colored their nails were permitted only pale hues. Incas were known for decorating their fingernails with pictures of eagles.^{[citation needed]} It is unclear how the practice of coloring nails progressed following these ancient beginnings. Portraits from the 17th and 18th centuries include shiny nails.^[1]. By the turn of the 19th century, nails were tinted with scented red oils and polished or buffed with a chamois cloth, rather than simply painted.^[2]

In addition, English and US 19th century cookbooks contained directions for making nail paints. In the 19th and early 20th centuries, women still pursued a polished, rather than painted, look by massaging tinted powders and creams into their nails, then buffing them shiny.^[2] One such polishing product sold around this time was Graf’s Hyglo nail polish paste.^[2] Some women during this period painted their nails using a clear, glossy varnish applied with camel-hair brushes.^[2] When automobile paint was created around 1920, it inspired the introduction of colored nail enamels.^[2]

Nail polish contains nitrocellulose which is available in many different grades and is measured by viscosity. Nail grade nitrocellulose should be used for nail polish, as opposed to industrial grade which is available for use in furniture finishes, auto-paints and other various non-cosmetic lacquer finishes. Nail polish manufacturers are known to use industrial grade nitrocellulose covertly to save money, as it is half the price of the nail grade nitro. Cosmetic companies should be aware of this practice when they are choosing a pan manufacturer.

So now you know what to put on when you're heading overseas.


Anyway.......

Being a young girl back then, I was pretty much a nuisance, and I was vain. Not only did I wear dresses with sexy cuttings and posed in them, I played and pretty much messed around with my mum's make up.

And nail polish was one of those "toys" which I will never forget.

You see, being so vain back then, I would change the colour, once every... maybe every week? To make matters worse, my mum bought those coloured mascaras and I used them to dye strands of my hair. Yeah, I was that vain.


There was one day, and being the kid that I was, I decided to paint my oldest brother's toe a bright red. I only did one toe before he shooed me away. And well, I hid the remover from him, so that he couldn't remove it.


And unfortunately for him, there was a wedding we had to attend just a few days away. Being a national runner, his days were packed with trainings and more trainings in those smelly sports shoes. And on that day of the wedding, he totally had forgotten about the red toe nail! And to make matters worst, we were rushing, and he wore sandals!

Yeah, his toe was pretty much exposed and poor him had to literally bend his toe every now and again to hide it. Hahah.


Well, enough about that. The reason why I'm blogging about nail polish is actually about something else. You see, Jeanice had her nails done in hot pink. Hot pink nails drifted to glitter pink nails, then to hot pink alien blood, and finally to glow in the dark nails.


Now we thought that it would be cool for our make believe idea to come through, for us to have glow in the dark nails. I was bored, sue me. So I decided to do some google-ing. And not only did I find forums talking about glow in the dark nail polish, but there are the ones that change according to moods too!


Click Here for glow in the dark ones.

Click Here for colour changing ones


Now who doesn't want one?!?!?



They look pretty cool and I'm trying to find ones in Singapore, but it's still in vain though. Do tell me if you know of any shops okay!



Loves.

Deep Inside Me, I know..

Do you dream , that the world will know your name?
So tell me your name.
(Tell me your name.)
Do you care, about all the little things or anything at all?
(Anything at all.)
I wanna feel, all the chemicals inside I wanna feel.
(I wanna feel.)
I wanna sunburn, just to know that I'm alive...
To know I'm alive.
(To know I'm alive.)

Don't tell me if I'm dying, cause I don't wanna know.
If I can't see the sun, maybe I should go.
Don't wake me cause I'm dreaming, of angels on the moon.
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon.

Do you believe, in the day that you were born?
Tell me do you believe.
(Do you believe.)
Do you know, that every day's the first of the rest of your life.

Don't tell me if I'm dying, cause I don't wanna know.
If I can't see the sun, maybe I should go.
Don't wake me cause I'm dreaming, of angels on the moon.
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon.

This is to one last day in the shadows.
And to know a brother's love.
This is to New York City angels.
And the rivers of our blood.
This is to all of us, to all of us.

So don't tell me if I'm dying, cause I don't wanna know.
If I can't see the sun, maybe I should go.
Don't wake me cause I'm dreaming, of angels on the moon.
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon.

Yeah, you can tell me all your thoughts, about the stars that fill polluted skies.
And show me where you run to, when there's no one left to take your side.
But don't tell me where the road ends, cause I just don't wanna know, No I don't wanna know.

Don't tell me if I'm dying.
Don't tell me if I'm dying.





Those are the most awesome lyrics I've seen, so far. I really love this song, "Angels On The Moon" by Thriving Ivory. But I'm still pretty surprised as to how different the lead singer that I imagined in my head, to the real lead singer.


Close your eyes when you listen to him, then open it after awhile. You'll be amazed. Hahah.








Anyway, I think I'm becoming a stalker soon. And I blame it pretty much, on the entertainment industry.

See, whenever we watch Television and we see a certain show that we really like, we'll wait for it day in day out, to be premiered and shown on Television right? That was what happened when I waited for "No Reservations" to be premiered.

Then there are the shows that have episodes, like CSI. What's worse is that on AXN, they show different series together. CSI Miami, CSI Las Vegas, CSI New York, CSI crime scene investiagtions, and this would have me seated without moving an inch for 4 whole hours. I can watch it every single day, the same as I do for Ellen Degeneres.

And what's even worst than that, would be shows with marathons, like Survivor. Boy oh boy, would I be glued to the screen the entire day!

See, that's what makes us (I'm sure you watch tv too!) in fine bred stalkers. We can sit afar from the scene, without moving an inch, and watch all the action go by. We'll find all the information of her(let's put shows as a her, makes it more interesting. hahah) from wikipedia, yourtube, or any website just to be updated. We'll watch her so closely that a slight move would intrigue us.

We follow her daily schedule and sit and wait till she appears again. That makes us happy, oh so very happy. She may not have a clue as to who we are, but we sure do know who she is! Oh hell yes we do!

But for all we know, we can only watch from afar, for we are nothing to her. See, like stalker right!?!?





Anyway, below's my photo. Apparently, cam-whoring feels so... WRONG. Hahah. I need to detoxify my clean soul now.






And mind you, that thing below my lip isn't bird shit, white pulsating pimple, or anything you could think of. It's my bling bling! Hahah. It simple words, it's my lip piercing!

And no, my hair isn't long, it's longer than before. And yes, I do look constipated because I hate taking photographs. And yes, my hair is coloured. What colour exactly? I don't know. I had to work from backwards, from bleach to now, and trust me, you don't wanna' know how many times I redyed it. And no, my hair isn't permed. It's natural.


Loves!

Muttons to Midnight Podcast

If you had a bitter Valentine's, don't worry, I know how you feel! Because...

I watched this!





Enjoy!

Valentine's Day

Edited.

I think amongst the three of us, Jeanice has the best post for this day, totally detailed. So, Click Here to read it!

(Saint) Valentine's Day is a holiday celebrated on February 14 by many people throughout the world. In the West, it is the traditional day on which lovers express their love for each other by sending Valentine's cards, presenting flowers, or offering confectionery. The day was originally a pagan festival that was renamed after two Early Christian martyrs named Valentine. The day became associated with romantic love in the circle of Geoffrey Chaucer in the High Middle Ages, when the tradition of courtly love flourished.

The day is most closely associated with the mutual exchange of love notes in the form of "valentines". Modern Valentine symbols include the heart-shaped outline, doves, and the figure of the winged Cupid. Since the 19th century, handwritten notes have largely given way to mass-produced greeting cards.^[1] The sending of Valentines was a fashion in nineteenth-century Great Britain, and, in 1847, Esther Howland developed a successful business in her Worcester, Massachusetts home with hand-made Valentine cards based on British models. The popularity of Valentine cards in 19th century America was a harbinger of the future commercialization of holidays in the United States.^[2]

The U.S. Greeting Card Association estimates that approximately one billion valentines are sent each year worldwide, making the day the second largest card-sending holiday of the year, behind Christmas. The association estimates that, in the US, men spend on average twice as much money as women.^[3]

Valentine's Day, the day where every guy becomes bitter as they crack their brains to figure out the perfect gift for their crush/partners/soul mates. It's supposed to sound like a joyful event where the girl breaks down and hugs the guy for the sweet gift, and the guy smiles from ear to ear because he knows that he has impressed her, but hey, nothing sounds that simple nowadays, with the recession and crap. Who to point the finger to? Well, us of course! For we are the ones who are so attracted to the Western Culture.

And no, I'm not in a crappy mood. I actually had a time of my life today. I had a date.

Well, it's not really a guy-girl date. I was actually out with not one, but two girls! And no, there's nothing wrong with me. I was out with my heroic mucus clan and they mean more than blah Valentines.

On a side note, I thought that anniversaries were supposed to be on Valentine's Day, isn't it the right time to celebrate, and meant for only couples? I guess I was wrong.

Anyway, the day was actually filled with talking, laughing, talking and more laughing.
We failed to get the belts for Tink's sis and so we wandered around in Causeway Point. From that, we actually ended up sitting outside Civic Centre. That was when the war began.

Tink and I were attacked by armies of ants(exaggerated tone) and being like survivors of spartans, we battled them (300 vs thousands = 2 vs tens. hahah) till our weapons (it was actually our bubble tea cups) were destroyed. And all this while, Mucus Woman was laughing at us.

We actually spent a lot of time on the army of ants, observing them in their last struggle of death, as life slowly seeps out of them. Tink was frightened a few times, and luckily Mucus Moster was there to save the day!

I got the nickname of being the Antminator (Terminator) for killing all those vicious biting ants. I even created a few lines or two for them as I hunted high and low for those killer ants.

Fearing that the ants would use their antannaes to send signals for more troops to attack us, we decided to abandon our weapons and base, and fled to Civic Centre's library.

We settled down and that was when we all got to know each other better. We got ourselves hyped up for no reasons as we talked about migration to countries, our future, our past "sins" and even got a gossip here and there.

It was an awesome time out with them because as I had said when I was with Raudah and Syuh, and I guess now with mucus clan, we never had to worry about place, time, or things to do. It was comfortable just being us, and having a blast just talking (everyone loves to talk deep once in a while) about random stuff.

Our species isn't extinct just yet, we just need to find the right people, right Syuh?

And Tink, the dried durians and Jack Fruit is really nice! But bloody expensive lah! hahah.

I'm on my way to find more on my kind!

Loves.

Lordi

I think I like Lordi more now. I realized that Lordi has the more "monster" appeal than Slipknot. And I find their songs more catchy and less "complicated shouting" as my mum puts it.

Click to read more about Slipknot

Click to read more about Lordi

Lordi is a heavy metal band from Finland. The concept for Lordi was devised in 1992, however, the band was not formed until 1996 by Tomi Putaansuu (known as 'Mr. Lordi')^[1] of Helsinki, Finland. Members of Lordi are noted for their elaborate monster-like costumes seen during live shows and in music videos. Lordi are also known as "The Finnish Monsters" and "The Monsters of Finland."^{[citation needed]}

Lordi won the 2006 Eurovision Song Contest with a record 292 points, giving Finland its first ever victory. Lordi featured on the 2006 MTV Europe Music Awards in Copenhagen when Mr. Lordi presented the award for rock, and they were also the closing act playing their single Hard Rock Hallelujah. They also performed on Britain's Making Your Mind Up for the Eurovision Song Contest. Lordi performed on the main stage at OzzfestType O Negative and Twin Method until Halloween night. 2007 and later that year toured with

My favourite Music Video by Lordi.




Love, totally love that music video.



And one from Slipknot.





Loved the video, but not my favourite song. And nope, my favourite song isn't Wait And Bleed anymore. It's Before I Forget.





Loves!

Are You Perfect?

Are you perfect enough?


Perfection is by far the scariest thing, ever. Perfection is used to term many things.

Click Here To Read More In Wikipedia.


The huge problem about our society today, is that we focus too much on what makes us look good. Girls turn anorexic just to achieve that perfect figure, kids spend tonnes of unnecessary money just to dress perfectly(especially for prom), some splurge thousands just for beauty injections like Botox to retain their perfect image, and the rich are even willing to go under the knife to look perfect.


We are not materials or objects to be molded, designed or created into something else, something Perfect. Yet, we are subjecting ourselves to it.

In denial? Then look around you, and see the success of all the things that are related to aesthetics. Fashion, clothes, make-up, beauty products, tattoos, body piercings, body modifications, even hairstyling.











The messages sent and received, and the advertisements that we see daily, influences us into wanting to be perfect. We feel that it is extremely demoralizing to be standing beside someone who has the perfect looks, figure and fashion sense. We are so insecure with our imperfections that we become insecure. That's when the horror begins.

But here's one, will you ever be perfect?

It always works on, you're never satisfied with yourself, that's how vicious perfection is. You'll always find a fault or two in you that makes you imperfect. So when are you going to be really perfect?


My guess is, never. Unless you realized the perfection of the imperfections in you.


Loves.

Bizarre Ways to Die

Okay, this post is not about how I made death in the eye or anything like that. Syuh and I stumbled on a book in Popular Bookstore titled "1001 Ridiculous Ways to Die by David Southwell and Matt Adams". Intrigued by it, I flipped through the pages to read about the various ways to die.

'Eh Syuh, 1001 ridiculous ways to die! What's the dumbest way to die?'

'I don't know. Slipping and cracking the skull open'.

Yes, one of our tales about tragic death was about stepping on the air tubes of a patient in a hospital, and letting him die slowly. And yes, that's the post where we created new words like moster and horrow. Hahah. Click Here.

Anyway.....


At first I thought, no one would be dumb enough to buy this book and find a way to die here. And the price wasn't exactly a cheap way to die either. Could you imagine someone walking up to the cashier with that book, I'll bet there would be weird stares all over.


But after reading through some parts of the book, I realized that the deaths in the book were indeed RIDICULOUS! It was more like a joke book than a guide to die actually. Hahah.

And so, I decided to google the book today, and I actually found some interesting (and funny, in a sadistic way) deaths from This Site.

Here goes..

Oh, nuts!

Willie Murphy was more than a bit shell-shocked when an avalanche of peanuts buried him at a processing plant in Georgia, USA, in 1993. He never made it out alive.

Oh, chute!

Experienced skydiver Ivan McGuire went plane crazy one day in 1988 when he decided to film his 3,000m jump above North Carolina – he remembered his camera but forgot his parachute!

Water way to go

Things didn’t go swimmingly at all for a 59-year-old Californian when he sat on a pool’s badly covered drain. With a sucking power of 300lbs per square inch, he never really stood a chance. He died when his small intestine was sucked clean out.

Bird brain

Chicken thief Henri M’Bongo was forced by an angry mob in Cameroon to eat what he’d stolen - he choked to death on feathers and bone in the 1998 incident.

Casket case

French undertaker Marc Bourjade suffered a crushing blow when a pile of coffins at his workshop fell on top of him in 1982. Fittingly, he was buried in one of the coffins that killed him.

Hot debate

How far would you go to prove a point? Michael Toye from Hampshire had a burning desire to prove to a pal that white spirit is flammable – so he dowsed himself in the stuff and set fire to it. He died from serious burns six days later, in April 2007.

Heads!

A Ghanaian goalkeeper was killed instantly during a cup match when the goal’s crossbar fell on his head. Accusations of witchcraft were levelled at the opposition.

Rough and tumble

A fatal spin was the end result for Ray Washbrook when he climbed into an industrial tumble drier to remove some trapped linen in 1996. He was spun round for 20 minutes at 110 centigrade.

Goodnight... forever

Death by tampons sounds unlikely, but it happened to chronic snorer Mark Gleeson in 1996. The Hampshire man tried to cure his problem by shoving two of the female hygiene products up his nose. He suffocated as he slept.

Plane silly

A head-on collision with his own radio-controlled plane was what killed Roger Wallace from Arizona in 2001. He lost sight of the 3kg machine in the sun and it crashed into his head at 40mph.

Food for thought

The Belgian air force killed three men in Sudan when they dropped a crate of food on top of them. The pilots were taking part in a humanitarian relief effort and the idea was actually to save the Sudanese from starving.

Where eagles dare

Beware clumsy eagles if you ever go to Iran. Two car passengers died there when an eagle soaring overhead accidentally dropped a cobra into their vehicle. It bit them straightaway, killing them both. Fangs a lot!

Off the rails

After a row with his girlfriend, a 20-year-old man from Edinburgh hanged himself at Western Hailes railway station – on the ‘way out’ sign.

Crashing blow

There can be few unluckier people than the lone 18-year-old occupant of a farm in Belgium who was killed by an unmanned Russian MiG fighter jet! The pilot had ejected in Poland, but the aircraft flew 560 miles on auto-pilot until it ran out of fuel and crashed into the poor teenager’s home.

Die laughing

There’s laughing so much it hurts – but this was a much more serious matter! Alex Mitchell, a 50-year-old from King’s Lynn, guffawed so hard at an episode of hit BBC comedy show The Goodies in 1975 that he died of a heart failure. The sketch that led to his untimely death involved Tim Brooke-Taylor dressed as a Scotsman using a set of bagpipes and deploying the Scottish martial art of ‘Hoots-Toots-ochaye’ in a fight. His widow wrote to the stars of the show to thank them for making her husband’s last minutes of life so happy.

Ooooh.. You never know what;s too dangerous to try, and how simple yet tragic deaths can be. Who knows, you tear you ear while combing your hair because of your earring. Then being alone at home, with no key, no first aid kit, you panic and bleed to death.



Oh, the horrow.