It's Here!

IT'S MY 20^th BIRTHDAY!!!

Happy birthday to me
Happy birthday to me
Happy birthday to meeeeee
Happy birthday to me!

Tick Tock

TWO MORE DAYS TO MY 20^th BIRTHDAY, Y'ALL!!!

No, really. I've never been more excited about growing older as compared to this year!

Come out wherever you are

Will the person from Australia who has been religiously reading my blog please come forward and introduce yourself? Like, tag me or something. Don't just hide in the bushes now. Or closet for that matter. Heehee!

It's almost here...

Three more days to my birthday, people!!!

Heehee! Growing older has never been more exciting! ;)

Similar But Not The Same

Did any of the season 6 American Idol finalists remind you of any of the Idol alums? Sure did to me. Here're a few whom I think are pretty similar in one way or another.

Lakisha Jones & Jennifer Hudson
(a.k.a The powerhouses who, though pitchy at times, can put Mariah Carey to shame on any good day)

Jordin Sparks & Kimberly Locke
(a.k.a The sweet ones with the commercial voice)

Melinda Doolittle & Latoya London
(a.k.a The divas who can easily give Beyonce a run for her money)

Sanjaya & Joakim Gomez???
(a.k.a The ones who can't sing for nuts, but for some reason the crowd just can't seem to get enough of them)

Primetime Robbery

Melinda is out!!!

What the fuck is wrong with Americans?! Can't they tell the difference between a good singer and a star?! Melinda's a fucking star, I tell you! Yes, I like both Blake and Jordin, but they're not even close to being in Melinda's league!!!

My god this is such a deja vu of season 3! Anyone still remembers the shock when Latoya London was the last one cut, making way for Diana and Fantasia to belt it out in the finale?! My godddd... This is exactly the case here...

GODDDDDD!!!!! Melinda was robbed!!!!

Idol-mania

Watched American Idol just now and to be honest, I'm torn. I know for sure Melinda's gonna be in the Finals (she better be) and yes, I'm confident that she'll be the 6th American Idol, but I can't bear to see either Blake or Jordin leave.

Blake (besides the fact that he has shown so much improvement) is soooo fucking cute and Jordin's commercial voice, which is so gentle on the ears, can easily make her a sellable recording artist. I don't want to see either of them go! Sigh.

Oh and speaking of Jordin, I still can't get over her rendition of "I who have nothing." In fact, I'm so in love with that song that right after the show, I searched for the song, and as it turns out, there already is a version recorded by Jordin, which I think is for the season 6 soundtrack.

So don't hesitate to browse through my imeem player (or as Riddy calls it, my "jukebox") and listen to Jordin's amazing rendition of "I who have nothing."

I'm telling you, it's worth listening to.

What's in your plate?

Oh and speaking of Gary, I love his display picture on msn now... It's a picture of a cucumber with the tagline "So many cucumbers are sold... So few make it to the salad."

Haha!!! It's hilarious lah! And no, this time he didn't ask me to type this one out! Tsk tsk... Girls are so weird. Sigh... No wonder I'm gay. No, wait! Let me rephrase that.

No wonder I'm a top! Heehee....

Blog-by-Demand

Okay, Gary has asked that I type a post to tell the whole world (wide web) how disappointed I am at the fact that he's flying off to fucking China for a fucking holiday on the same day that I'll be counting down to my birthday.

There, I've said it. Happy now, Gary?

Sigh.

Tammi's got work and won't be able to make it for my birthday... Sigh... I really hope she'd be able to make it, though... :(

Look who's 20 too...

First aired on April 19, 1987, The Simpsons recently celebrated their 400th episode, which I've been waiting for someone to upload on either google video or youtube, and their soon-to-be-released movie, which is slated for release somewhere in July.

Speaking of soon-to-be released movies, boy are there aplenty! Personally, I can't wait for Pirates of The Carribean: At World's End, Shrek 3, Fantastic 4: Rise of The Silver Surfer, Ocean's Thirteen, and of course, The Simpsons Movie!

And noooo, I'm not looking forward to Transformers... Bleah~

Wise Words II

This one's from an episode of my all-time favourite sitcom, Will & Grace:

"Love is like a horse-drawn carriage ride; seems romantic at first, but eventually you realise you're cold, and you're staring at an ass that craps right in front of you."

-Will Truman

Sad

My 2 favourite bitches, Sharon and Ivan, won't be at my birthday party!!! I'm like so sad lah... But it's alright guys, I understand. Hope your momma's gonna be ay-okay yeah, Share?

Aiyah, by the time you read this post, the two of you would've probably be in Seattle already. Hope all goes well there. And yes, I demand you get me a birthday present from Seattle, on top of what you (supposedly) have already gotten for me!

Sigh... =/

The Perfect Birthday

It's come to my attention that my birthday has never been totally perfect. I mean, I do appreciate the fact that I did get to celebrate it lah, but but... Okay, I'm just being whiny here. Let me have my moment.

For my 17th birthday, I paid for dinner, movie, cab fare to CCK and back to Commonwealth. I ain't complainin' though, cos she (my last girlfriend) wasn't working yet.

For my 18th birthday, I spent all my money (read: 2 months' worth of savings) on a trip to KL to "surprise" him (who, at that time, was participating in a regional tournament there), only to end up paying for the birthday dinner.

On top of that, not only did I pay for my own expenses (which is fair enough), I ended up paying for all of his expenses during the 3 days that I was there!

Makes it sound like it was his birthday instead, huh? To think I did all of that just so that I'd be happy with that... that... Ugh, don't even remind me of him! Bleah~

For my 19th birthday, I got pissed drunk (finally, something went right!), danced a lot, openly made out with hash (smacks forehead!) and ended up having Shahmen send me home. It almost seems perfect except for one thing... I didn't have a birthday cake!!

All I want this year is a perfect birthday... And I have a feeling I'm gonna be a happy man this year. With my loved ones around me in one helluva setting, why wouldn't I? ;)

Ghostly Affair

Des, it's confirmed. You're still the craziest bitch I know! Haha! What a suggestion this boy came up with...

D: Man, you know I love to hear you sing right?
M: Err... Ya?
D: I was just thinkin....
M: Uuuuh huuuuuh?
D: Maybe you should sing at a getai show. You'd be like, the first melayu there lah!
M: Riteeeeee... And what? Have all the hantu screaming "encore" at the end of my performance?!
D: Better yet, they might just throw 4D numbers on stage!
M: What's the point?! You know I don't gamble!
D: That's exactly my point! Since you don't gamble, pass me those numbers lah!
M: WTF?!

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D: You should really consider the getai gig
M: Cannot lah... What if some hot hantu falls for me?
D: Why wouldn't she? You ARE hot what!
M: Ya ya ya... And when she finds out I'm gay, she's gonna start wailing night in, night out!
D: Eh c'mon lah, I don't even have a living being crying for me! To have a ghost crying for me is like the perfect boost of self-esteem I oh-so-desperately need!
M: Boy... Erm... Get a life?
D: Pun intended?
M: Heehee... Hell yeah! ;)

Itching

I've been such a good boy since Thursday. Been sleeping early, having proper meals, taking my meds regularly etc etc etc. But it's not much of a choice, really.

Not just because my temperature's been fluctuating every now and then, but I just can't stand my grandparents' constant nagging anymore!

Oh let me tell you, if they nag this much whenever I'm down with the common flu or whatnots, it's been soooo much more for the past 3 days, and you know that being the rebel that I am, I hate naggings lah! Bleah!

So since I've been such a good boy these few days, I've been itching on the thought of "rewarding" myself by going down to Powerhouse tonight, even though I know I shouldn't.

It's already bad enough that I had to give Jay's 22nd birthday celebrations at Clinic/MOS a miss tonight. But but... To actually give Powerhouse a miss??? That's something I can't picture myself doing lah!

Blame the chiongster in me, balls! Heehee...

Come-hither!

It's no secret that I don't fancy caucasian men. Well, not romantically at least. But let it be known that HE shall be an exception! Aaaaah... Christian Bale... You bored me to death in Reign Of Fire, you freaked me out (at the sight of your anorexic body) in The Machinist, you re-affirmed my love for Batman in Batman Begins, and you mesmerized me with your performance in The Prestige...

Oh I soooo can't wait to see you reprise your role as The Caped Crusader in The Dark Knight... Yes I know I'm more than a year early, and I'm pretty sure it's still under production, but please make it a quick one (without compromising the quality of course) cos' to have someone as sexy as you play the role of my favourite hero is the ultimate fantasy!

God you definitely are one hell of a man to drool over... To everyone else reading this, here're pictures of the ever-sexy Chris... He is that fucking hot, right right right???

Heehee....

What did I say? He's such a turn-on, huh?

...Can anyone spell yummy?

Under The Weather

Been sick for the past 2 weeks. Went to the Doc's last week, and even after completing my meds, I was still feeling feverish, and yes, I was still coughing my lungs out.

Felt the worst on Wednesday night when I got back home from work. My entire body was scorching hot (no pun intended) but I was shivering. That could only mean one thing; my temperature's shot up!

To make things worse, I was simultaneously having a throbbing headache. Not to mention, my right heel was literally killing me (i tip-toed all the way home can?!) and yes, I was coughing my lungs out!

Oh, and you're about to blame my smoking for the cough, don't! I've already done my best to cut down on the number of sticks I light up! FYI, the pack of ciggies sitting on the side of my bed has lasted me for more than 2 days, and there's still 8 sticks left! Yes, a friggin' miracle indeed!

Anyway, I was feeling so crappy that after I took a shower, I popped 6 panadols (yes, S-I-X!) and immediately went to bed! I only woke up this afternoon at around 3, but not for long.

I soon fell asleep again and woke up at 10, with my tummy grumbling like the mad man from Borneo!

After my shower, I met up with Matt for supper at Boat Quay. The boy's in an emotional turmoil right now, so decided to be there for him. He has yet to tell me what's been troubling him for the past 2 days, but I'm sure he has his reasons. Whatever the case, hope he'll feel better tomorrow (erm, today actually).

How nice... It's 10 days away to my birthday and I'm sick as a puppy. Damn it!

Wise Words

Found this online, and I thought I'd just share this with all of you.

Having the love of your life break up with you and say

"we can still be friends"

is as good as your dog dying

and your mom saying "you can still keep it"

For those of you who still can't let go of your past, this one's for you.

Ball Of A Time

I stand by my point that soccer is the gayest sport on the planet. Come on... With 22 guys on the field (20 of which are) kicking balls around and 2 men on the sidelines screaming "Get it in! Get it in!!!", how straight can it possibly get?!

Still not convinced? Scroll down then...

"Handball!"

"With rosy pink cheeks like those, it's no wonder his name's Marz"

"Once we're done out here, it's your "head" in my ass!"

"The Bold And The Ball-tiful"

"Ooh... Interracial fun... Yumm..."

"Let me make myself clear - We're through!!"

"How many times must I tell you?! I hate 69!!"

And my personal favourite of them all...

"Three to Tango!"

I rest my case.

...No wonder my (2nd) ex's so crazy over soccer!