New Playlist

I've embedded a new playlist consisting of the hottest R&B/Hip-Hop tracks as well as some nice Covers. Well, I'm sure you've noticed the change by now lah, that is, unless your speakers' not working properly, or well... you're plain deaf!

Omg I'm in such a bitchy mood tonight! I sooo need some sleep!

Anyway, I can't get Whatever You Like out of my head! Though the beginning of the song is uncannily similar to Blindfold Me, it's still so catchy, and it's really making me itch to club again! (3 more weeks! 3 more weeksss!!!)

I've been looking all night,
Wanna kiss you one time
Mommy do what you like
Go head pull it pull it pull it

First you gotta get it right
I can love you long time
I become a big crime
Then i'll pull it pull it pull it

What she want it uptight
I promise a goodnight
Girl, you're gonna sleep tight
When I pull it pull it pull it

Wanna look at your eyes
When you get the big prize
Gonna give it a kind
When I pull it pull it pull it

With lyrics and a killer beat like that, how can you not love this song?

Claire Strikes Again!

Claire: I hate my arms.
Maman: Why? Are they wobbly like jello?
Claire: Yeah, now I feel like J-lo.
Maman: What's that supposed to mean??
Claire: No, you said my arms are like jello right? So I say they're now like J-lo! Get it? Jello, J-lo? Get it get it get it?
Maman: ...
Claire: Say something, bitch!
Maman: That was so fucking lame I don't even know how to respond to that!

---

Claire: Yeah, it was lame, but it was witty too right right right???
Maman: How can something be witty and lame at the same time?!
Claire: I'm such a blond.

Hahahaha!!! You finally admitted to being a blonde!!! Well, I have my moments too lah ah! Hehe! ;)

Live The Dream

Was at Mediacorp TV Studio with Mom and a few other family members on Wednesday to give (more like scream) our fullest (moral and financial) support to my cousin Haris and his band, Catsinecradle, who are, as of right now, in the top 6 of the Live The Dream competition.

(This is where you go "Oh, so his cousin's in Catsinecradle. Okay, I shall be a good, supportive friend and vote for Cats next Wednesday!")

Aaanyway, the crowd was... loud. No, really, it was excruciating. The Pinoys behind me couldn't stop screaming "Robert! Robert!!!" even when the other contestants were singing on stage! Like, hellooooo.... That doesn't even qualify as a form of reverse psychology, mind you! Ugh!

While I attentively listened to the other contestants do their thang on stage (though the cheers were extremely distracting), the bloody (single and very much available) gayboy in me just couldn't stop oogling at the cute boys in the house! Yeah, talk about being distracted lahhh! Haha!

Oh oh, and speaking of Robert, let me tell you... Has he got the sexiest voice I've ever heard! If you thought he sounded good on TV, wait till you see him Live. He is sooo fucking good! And yes Tammi, as much as I hate to admit this, his voice is sexier than Eli's. I know, I know, slap my gorgeous face for saying that!

And oooooooh... How can I forget Utt? Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh Utt.... Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhh UTT.... Erm, okay I better move on before I lose my track of thoughts! Yeeeeaaah... Haha!

Oh oh oh and one more thing, though I'm really glad that After The Rain's finally eliminated, I must say that their bassist is so fucking cute!!! From where I was sitting, which was about 5 rows from the front, he looked like a friggin geek-rocking god! And you know I have a thing for geeks, and of guys with boyish features in specs. Well, he's both! Like, yummmmm!!!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!

Alright alright, enough about the boys, I must say that I was extremely shocked by Robert's exit from the competition. I mean, the man can sing! What about that fugly backup singer (I swear, Coco Lee's deaf!) or that Ice-Cream fella (whom I think should really just stick to selling Ice-Cream) who can't hold on to a bloody tune! And Shauna, performing Mandy Moore's cover of Umbrella and trying to pass it off as your own is sooo not cool!

What the hell is wrong with Singaporeans?! They're either deaf, or they just can't be bothered to do the right thing! Ugh!~

Oh, and while that Project Superstar guy was singing on stage (He can put that blind uncle who sings at the Orchard road underpass to shame anytime, balls! He is that fucking good!), Mom said to me "You see, I keep telling you to join these competitions but you never listened! See lah, that could be you up there!" which got my infamous rolling-of-the-eyes in return, but when Robert sang on stage for the last time, I looked at her and said "Judging by the way these people vote, that could be me up there!"

I've been waiting for this all week long!

I know the title sounds overly-enthusiastic, but I just can't help it. I'm really excited about the gathering I'll be having tonight with my Secondary School friends tonight!

Oh oh, guess what? For the first time (according to Mardiana) since graduation, and that'd be 4 years ago, all 17 of us Melayus (note the "s") from the 2003 4E/4N(A) cohort will be attending our annual Ramadhan gathering where we'd break fast together, and then make a trip down to Geylang Serai!

If you're wondering why I failed to mention anything about the 4N(T) of our batch, well... Hmmm... I guess you can say that they were living in a world totally out of our solar system. I don't mean to sound rude or mean, but it's true! None of us isolated them. They isolated themselves! Right, Ana???? =P

Last year's Ramadhan gathering

Family Guy (finally) Does Star Wars

I'm not a big fan of Star Wars, but this is fucking hilarious!

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Reminiscing Innocence

After a really long time, a few of my Primary Schoolmates and I finally got together for a nice chillout session at Holland V.

We chatted, we joked, we shared day-to-day experiences and problems, and at the same time, reminisced of those days of adolescence, when bubblegum-pop bands were hot and glittered pens and talcum-scented diaries were must-have accessories.

Oh those were the days, when everyone would frantically run towards the canteen at the sound of the bell, rushing through meals to squeeze in more time for fun and games. It's so funny how childish we were, squabbling over the most minute of things. Haha! We were kids. We were carefree. We were happier.

Looking back, there is absolutely nothing I regret from my childhood because kids nowadays don't even have the opportunity to experience childhood the way we did. Sad.


P/S: Next up, gathering with the Secondary School peeps this Friday! :)

Wah Lau, Claire!!!

Okay, this was on MSN earlier...

Claire: Omg!!!! I read ur post on our convo last nite!!
Maman: We're hilariously dumb when we're sleepy, aren't we?
Claire: LOL! Ya ya!! Omg I totally feel like Paris!
Maman: Oh you're so not, Nicole!

(silence)

Maman: Oi, didcha die laughing or something?
Claire: No, I'm still here.
Maman: Then why the silence? Din even reply to my msg! Hmph!
Claire: But u din say anythin for me to reply to.
Maman: I did! I said "u're so not"!
Claire: Oh, I thought that was meant for your friend, Nicole.
Maman: =/


OH MY FUCKIN' LORD!!!

BABE, HOW SLOW CAN YOU GET?!?!?!?!

THAT WAS MEANT TO BE A PUN LIKE, YOU KNOW, PARIS AND NICOLE???

LIKE, FUCKIN' NICOLE RICHIE???

HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.....

EARTH-TO-CLAIRE, EARTH-TO-CLAIRE, DO YOU FUCKIN' COPY?!?!

WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!

Juicy!

From Tammi's Blog:

"...My goodness, I thought that Rahman was so thin he didn't have any hips, but boy, can he grind that itty bitty booty. He was originally too self-conscious to dance because he said that it would become extremely obvious that he was gay. LOL. Does it really matter darling? You're still as fab regardless.

Blondie-talk with Claire

Chatted with Claire on the phone last night and well.... Urm, read on and you'll soon realize the side-effects of taking Loperamide.

Claire: I feel fat.
Maman: Really? How much did you put on?
Claire: I didn't. Actually, I lost 2.
Maman: ...
Claire: Hello?
Maman: Bitch.

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Maman: At least u lost 2. I gained 4. No, it's almost 5 now!
Claire: NO WAY! Don't bluff!
Maman: I swear on my dad's life!
Claire: But you do wish he were dead!
Maman: Oh, ya ah.
Claire: Well that was redundant.

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Claire: How heavy are u now?
Maman: Was 55. Now I'm almost hitting 60.
Claire: Oh my god you're so fat lah!
Maman: I'm 5 kilos underweight, dumbass.
Claire: Oh.
(Both of us then burst out laughing)

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Claire: Shit, now I feel dumb lah.
Maman: Yeah, and you were from VJC too, weren't you?
Claire: Eh don't lah, now you're making me feel even dumber!
Maman: Tsk... Theatre students.
Claire: Oi! You'll be a theatre student too!
Maman Ya, in 2010!
Claire: So?
Maman: So I still have 3 more years before I'm as dumb as you!
Claire: Now that sounded dumb.

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I should be asleep

...but this damn diarrhoea's keepin me awake. It's almost 7 in the friggin' morning. Over the past 7 hours, I have rushed to the toilet 3 times, and I sense a 4th one coming sometime in the next half an hour or so. God I hate this!

Oh well... I might as well do some blogging since I'm still up.


Oh look, it is 7 in the friggin' morning! (rolls eyes)

Thick is IN!

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Maman-Is-Notably-Definitely-Exceptionally-Fucked (MINDEF)

Okay, it's official. MINDEF screwed me up.

Why is it that my dear friend and fellow-bitch, Freddy (you know I love you, boy!), who is also diagnosed with the same heart condition as I am, is smacked (or blessed, whichever way you wanna see it) with a Pesc-F status whereas I, on the other hand, is smacked (in this case, it's not a blessing!) with a goddamn Pesc-E9L9 status?!?!

Do you know what the hell that means?! It means I STILL have to serve my bloody National Service, and that also means I have to wait till 2010 before I can finally go back to school again!

THIS IS SO FUCKING UNFAIR!!! I WANNA GO BACK TO SCHOOL NOWWWW!!!!

Death in The Rear.

Been down with diarrhoea for the past few days. I initially thought that, like most of my other ailments, it'll naturally recover and that I'll be fine in a matter of days, but nooooo... Seems to me that the damn diarrhoea is as stubborn as I am!

Bleah~

But despite the constant tummy pain (I even joked with granny and told her that I must be having menstrual cramps. Hehe! Yes, I can even find time for humour even under the most awkward (and stingingly painful) circumstances!), I still fulfilled my responsibility as a Muslim and continued fasting albeit granny's concern that it might aggravate the situation. Nah, I'm a survivor. I can handle a little (or more) pain.

On the upside though, my uncle insisted that I stay home and rest, and that I shouldn't think about business. My aunt then called and said that I don't have to be at (either of) the shop(s) tomorrow, and that I should just stay home till I feel much better.

Okay I'm just gonna say it - YAY!

Haha! But nah, being the wonderful nephew that I am (well, sometimes) I shall go right back to business tomorrow. Yeah, the tummy still hurts a little, but I think I can handle it. I've been through worse anyway.

Before I go off to bed

...I just need to ask the one question I've been asking myself for the past 7 days.


"How can someone so smart succumb to something so stupid???"



Eyes. Ears. A brain. A heart. God blessed you with these for a reason. Use them!

Random Ramblings

Why is it so hard for everyone to believe that I REALLY am taking a break from clubbing in respect of the holy fasting month of Ramadhan?

Sheesh, you people!~

An Update: The L-Word

Love.

Love love love love love.

Sweet sweet love.

Fuck Love.


"Don't let someone become a priority in your life, when you are just an option in theirs."

An Update: Work

Well hello hello hello!

For those who have been pestering me for an update, rejoice! (Yes I'm talking to you, Lynn, Leicester and Jerry!)

Okay okay, and so the bitch is blogging again, and I'm pretty sure you must be wondering what I've been up to for the past 2 months, right? Right.

Well, I've been really busy co-running my family's business with my uncle. Yes, they finally got me! I've been avoiding this situation since I graduated from secondary school, but after much persuasion, I finally decided to live up to my status of being the family's pride and joy and be a part of this humble family business which, over the past 5 years (since its establishment), has grown so much into what it is today.

It's a far cry from that small (more like puny) shop at that little corner in Arab Street selling non-alcoholic perfumes 5 years ago. We're selling more than just that now! What else do we sell? Well, everything and anything Melayu, really.

(Oh, did I mention? My eldest aunt recently tendered her resignation and will soon be starting a business of her own and she wants me to help her start it up. And oh, I'm also running my youngest aunt's cookies-and-cakes home-business. Hari Raya's around the corner, remember? And so, yes, we're selling cookies and cakes too! Uh, I'll provide more details on that soon, I promise.)

God it's hard being the pride and joy of the family!

What to do... First grandson mah.... Apple of my grandparents' eyes mahh... Most beloved nephew mahhh.... The man who's gonna take over and run the company one day mahhhh....

Bleah~

"Why the heck did you quit business school when you're already a businessman?!"

- Lynn.