We're officially down to the last 8 days of fasting, including today.
This is the holiest part of the month, where the 7 doors of heaven open up and where God forgives even the biggest sins committed by the most sinful of sinners.
This is also where, Singaporean Muslims in particular, start preparing for Hari Raya Aidilfitri, or as it is more commonly known by the non-Muslims, Hari Raya Puasa.
And so in the spirit of Aidilfitri, I've compiled a list of my favourite Hari Raya songs which my peers and I grew up listening to during this festive season in the Muslim calendar.
And oh oh, do listen to track no 16 on my playlist, "Ewa Ewa Hari Raya", as it is my absolute favourite! It also brings back a lot of fond memories of my Primary School days.
Believe it or not, for all the 6 years that I spent in Tanglin Primary, there was not a year where I failed to perform the song during the school's Hari Raya concert!
Yup, I sang the song for 6 consecutive years, on top of my other involvements in the concert.
I did a Hari Raya Fashion Show in primary 1; and from primary 2-6, I was involved in the Hari Raya skits.
Oh god, what's wrong with me?! I've been thinking a lot about my childhood as of late!! *gasp!*
Friday, October 05, 2007
Utterly Disappointed! (Part 2)
Yes, and so I've read that Beyonce's moving her Malaysia show to Indonesia instead due to the strict regulations on her on-stage outfit.
Still, that doesn't change anything now, does it?
SHE'S STILL NOT PERFORMING IN SINGAPORE ANYWAY!!!
C'MON LAH BEY! FIRST YOU DECIDED TO PERFORM IN A FUCKED-UP COUNTRY WHO'S (OBVIOUSLY) TRYING TO EMULATE THE SUCCESS OF SINGAPORE (AT THE EXPENSE OF THEIR CITIZENS, IF I MAY ADD)!
AND NOW YOU'VE DECIDED TO PERFORM IN A FUCKIN' THIRD-WORLD COUNTRY?!?!?!
LIKE, HELLLOOOOOOOOO...... THAT'S AS GOOD AS SAYING NO TO A FIVE-STAR HOTEL AND STAYING IN A CHEAP, SLEAZY MOTEL!!!
WAKE-UP BEY!!!
AAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
>=O(
Still, that doesn't change anything now, does it?
SHE'S STILL NOT PERFORMING IN SINGAPORE ANYWAY!!!
C'MON LAH BEY! FIRST YOU DECIDED TO PERFORM IN A FUCKED-UP COUNTRY WHO'S (OBVIOUSLY) TRYING TO EMULATE THE SUCCESS OF SINGAPORE (AT THE EXPENSE OF THEIR CITIZENS, IF I MAY ADD)!
AND NOW YOU'VE DECIDED TO PERFORM IN A FUCKIN' THIRD-WORLD COUNTRY?!?!?!
LIKE, HELLLOOOOOOOOO...... THAT'S AS GOOD AS SAYING NO TO A FIVE-STAR HOTEL AND STAYING IN A CHEAP, SLEAZY MOTEL!!!
WAKE-UP BEY!!!
AAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
>=O(
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
You May Start Counting Down
Fabulous Sunday.
St. James' Powerhouse.
The Bitch Returns.
...mark your calendars.
Blast From The Past
I know I'm a few days late, but I'm still gonna say it...
HAPPY CHILDREN'S DAY!!!!
Do you still remember how, back in Primary School, we were all so excited when Children's Day drew nearer?
Do you still remember how we spent days guessing on what the annual Children's Day gift pack may be when it's handed out by the school on the eve, and not to mention, speculating on the teachers whom we thought would be performing for the Children's Day concert???
Do you still remember the look on our faces when we saw our favourite teachers performing, be it a song, a dance, or both??? Oh gosh, those were the days lah!!!!
And oh oh oh.... Do you still remember THIS song?
Semoga Bahagia
Sama-sama maju ke hadapan
Pandai cari pelajaran
Jaga diri dalam kesihatan
Serta sopan-santun dengan kawan-kawan
Dengan hati bersih serta suci
Sama-sama hormat dan berbudi
Jaga tingkah pemuda-pemudi
Adat dan budaya junjung tinggi
Capailah lekas cita-cita pemudi-pemuda
Supaya kita ada harga di mata dunia
Kalau kita lengah serta lupa
Hidup kita sia-sia
Jiwa besar sihat serta segar
Rajin dengan sabar tentu bahagia
Lemah-lembut perangai pemudi
Cergas tangkas wataknya pemuda
Suka rela selalu berbakti
Sikap yang pembela dan berjasa
Capailah nama yang mulia pemudi-pemuda
Rajinlah supaya berjaya, semoga bahagia
Do you still remember how, back in Primary School, we were all so excited when Children's Day drew nearer?
Do you still remember how we spent days guessing on what the annual Children's Day gift pack may be when it's handed out by the school on the eve, and not to mention, speculating on the teachers whom we thought would be performing for the Children's Day concert???
Do you still remember the look on our faces when we saw our favourite teachers performing, be it a song, a dance, or both??? Oh gosh, those were the days lah!!!!
And oh oh oh.... Do you still remember THIS song?
Sama-sama maju ke hadapan
Pandai cari pelajaran
Jaga diri dalam kesihatan
Serta sopan-santun dengan kawan-kawan
Dengan hati bersih serta suci
Sama-sama hormat dan berbudi
Jaga tingkah pemuda-pemudi
Adat dan budaya junjung tinggi
Capailah lekas cita-cita pemudi-pemuda
Supaya kita ada harga di mata dunia
Kalau kita lengah serta lupa
Hidup kita sia-sia
Jiwa besar sihat serta segar
Rajin dengan sabar tentu bahagia
Lemah-lembut perangai pemudi
Cergas tangkas wataknya pemuda
Suka rela selalu berbakti
Sikap yang pembela dan berjasa
Capailah nama yang mulia pemudi-pemuda
Rajinlah supaya berjaya, semoga bahagia
Give Me A Hug
A month ago, I promised myself that I wouldn't club, consume alcohol or have sex during the holy fasting month of Ramadhan.
It's officially 20 days into the fasting months now, and I'm still holding on to my promise.
I'm so proud of myself!
Give me a big hug, people! :)
It's officially 20 days into the fasting months now, and I'm still holding on to my promise.
I'm so proud of myself!
Give me a big hug, people! :)
Utterly Disappointed!
She's performing in fucking Malaysia, for god's sake!
MALAYSIA!!!!
That's about the same as choosing a Proton over a fucking Ferrari!!!
How could she do this to ME?!?!?!?!
Has she no love for me anymore???
Sigh...
Okay, I better call my attorney to arrange the divorce procedures.
EH?!?!
(Slaps self)
Sorry, I kinda lost myself there for a moment.
But know that that still doesn't hide the fact that I'm SOOOOOO fucking disappointed she's giving Singapore a fucking miss!!!
Hmph!
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
Super Sunday
Went over to my youngest uncle's place on Sunday as the family gathered to celebrate my youngest cousin's first Islamic birthday, which fell on the 19th of Ramadhan. According to the Roman calendar, his birthday falls on the same day as KS, which is like 10 days away.
Anyway, enough talkin. I'll let the pictures do just that.
Baby Cousin Noreen now at 18 months. Isn't she just adorable?
Noreen showing off her 8 front teeth. Say "EEEEEEEE..."
My Youngest Uncle
The Birthday Boy himself, Muhd. Shihabbuddin
Hey Mister, stop taking my picture! Please?
Ugh, it's useless talking to you Paparazzis!
Anyway, enough talkin. I'll let the pictures do just that.
Baby Cousin Noreen now at 18 months. Isn't she just adorable?
Noreen showing off her 8 front teeth. Say "EEEEEEEE..."
My Youngest Uncle
The Birthday Boy himself, Muhd. Shihabbuddin
Hey Mister, stop taking my picture! Please?
Ugh, it's useless talking to you Paparazzis!Ring Ring
I finally bought myself a new phone on Saturday! Like, yayness!
For those who wish to get my new no, PM me on MSN or Friendster.
:)
For those who wish to get my new no, PM me on MSN or Friendster.
:)
Of Breaking Fast, Lies, And Shisha
As I had mentioned earlier, I met up with the Secondary School peeps last Friday for our annual Ramadhan Outing. It was, well, fun. Okay okay, I admit that my lip quiverred as I typed that sentence. No, don't get me wrong, I did have fun, though it wasn't as marvelous as what I had expected it to be.
I mean, c'mon, I've not seen all of them (collectively as a group) in a year! So after a year of living separate lives and all, there must be some sort of expectation with respect to the gathering itself, right right right?
Right.
Alright, so they were all (note: ALL) supposed to gather at my shop at six-ish, and true enough they all came at half-past six, which is the exact time both Ana and I had forcasted earlier. And so with that we were all off to a great start for a great evening, right? Wrong.
With the group standing behind me (I was busy closing the shop), it seemed that the air was overly filled with feminine aura, or that it had lacked some of that testosterone energy which we males usually emit. Either way, they both boil down to one simple question: Where the F were the boys???
The only creatures in the group with dicks and balls were Mus and Farhan, who were the boyfriends of Ana and Rose respectively. So once again I asked, where the F were the boys??
Maman: Budak-budak lelaki semua mana?
(Where are the guys?)
Ana: Diorang tak join kita semua buka. Entah diorang semua ada event NS ke apa entah. They'll join us later.
(They won't be joining us for the meal. They all have some NS-related event to attend to. They'll join us later.)
As we made our way towards Makan House, I thought something smelled fishy, and you know I don't like fish, so all the more I knew my premonition was right! Haha!
I said to myself, "Nash and Fiq are in Police; Keem, Fiz and Im are in CD; and Feeraz has yet to enlist. How can they ALL have the same "NS-related function" to attend to?? Today's not National Day, neither is it Home Team Day or Total Defence Day."
5 minutes had passed and we were all seated at Makan House. As usual, the crazier ones among us started rolling in with the jokes, while the rest started updating each other on the recent happenings in their lives. I did both, while at the same time trying not to get too distracted by the smses I was exchanging with someone. Who else if not my elder cousin who's in NS right now?
(Smart, Maman. Smart.)
"Bro, kau tau tak niari ada apa2 event involving both CD ngan Ampai?"
(Bro, do you know if there're any events involving both CD and Police Force?)
"Asal eh?"
(Why?)
"Member2 aku tak turun pasal diorang cakap ada event NS. Betul eh?"
(My friends aren't around as they said they have an NS event to attend. Is it true?)
"Kalau ada takkan aku kat umah sekarang?"
(Would I be at home now if there were one?)
"Hmmm, nak tipu dengan si penipu. Tak pakai otak betul!" I said to myself. Then on I kept looking at Ana as I contemplated telling her that the "NS-related event" was a lie. I finally decided against it.
6:59pm.
We ate. We joked. We laughed. We snapped photos. The boys smoked. The girls snapped even more photos.
These are the same things we do year after year after year during such gatherings, so I shall spare you the details! Haha!
After the meal, and after we parted ways with the 2 Nads (Nadhirah & Nadeera), the rest of us slowly walked towards Lavender MRT (we were all full lah!) for the second part of the night (which is also a yearly routine): GEYLANG SERAI!
Oh, but before that... Just as we were about to enter the underpass which led to the MRT Station, guess who we bumped into?? That's right: The boys! Why and how did they end up being there? Read on, I'll tell you all about it later.
The crowd. The bright lights. The smell of grilled food filling the air. The crowd. The bargains. The traffic jam. The crowd.
What else is new with Geylang Serai during this period? Haha! I love going to Geylang Serai during the fasting month, especially towards the end of the month where the bargains are to die for, and... well, the bargains are to die for!!! Haha!!!
The outing to Geylang with the peeps was, however, tiring and unfruitful. All we did was walk one BIG round. (Oh btw, thanks for the drink, Ana)
We started at Paya Lebar MRT. We ended at Paya Lebar MRT. All that in slightly over an hour. Who goes to Geylang Serai for one pathetic hour?! It's as good as not going at all! But wait, not all was lost though. I did get something out of the big "after-meal walk": GUAVA!
(I've been craving for it for months, so you know I enjoyed every bite of it!)
After that, we went BACK to Arab Street where the remainder of us (Rose, Farhan, Sanah, Ana & Mus had to take their leave after Geylang) went shisha-ing at Al-Majlis. Alright, now this part of the night was fun. No, make that lots of fun!
The drinks were good, the desserts were good (though by Tammi's standard they're still quite tame) and the 3 hours there was well spent. Oh, we also played 2 rounds of Dare-Blackjack, where everyone would write a dare on a piece of paper and have them all placed in an empty glass. The loser of each round would then have to pick out a dare from the lot and perform the task written on the paper, whatever it may be, and boy of boy, that sure was where the fun (and grotesque) began.
Let's just say the dares included pole-dancing, catwalks, imitations of the "Beautiul Liar" video, nose-digging, and of course, what game of Dare would be complete without a round of gay-kissing or two? Haha! Oh, and credits go out to Jehan for writing that gay-kiss dare. Haha!
We left at around 2:30am or so. All in all, I kinda had fun, though during the shisha session, I did sense some bad vibes coming from one (or two) of the boys. I shan't name names, but you guys know who you are. It was apparent that there were lots of acting and pretending with regards to this boy (or boys) being comfortable around me, now that everyone knows of my orientation.
Come on lah, how can you possibly out-act someone who has had years of training in acting and actually worked in the theatre industry before?! Like, get real for a moment lah!
(Okay, Maman's in an extremely bitchy mood now. Hold on tight.)
There's a good reason why I openly display my blog's URL on my MSN nick, and it's meant to serve the purpose of letting those who have no idea of my orientation know of it without me having to actually look them in the eyes and say "Look, I'm bi."
So to address the vibes I felt coming from you guys... Boys, I've known each and every one of you for almost 8 years now. I've always regarded you as friends, and I still do, but...
Just because I came out doesn't mean I wanna hump you, assholes!!!
If I had wanted to, I'd have drugged your drinks and fucked each and every single one of your asses till I'm dry way back in Sec 3 when you guys would hang out at my place and watch porn!
Like, HEELLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
(But wait, I was still a virgin then. Oh well, you know what I mean!)
Seriously, you boys need a lot of growing up to do. Notice how I reffered to you as "boys" and not "men"? Go figure!
Oh, and you peeps wanna know how those boys ended up at Lavender MRT, just as the rest of us were about to head down to Geylang Serai???
Okay, here's how it goes. A week before the gathering, Ana and I were doing the planning and we were thinking of a suitable location to break our fast. Ana had mentioned that a particular someone (I ain't naming names. He knows who he is.) had suggested that we broke fast at Beach Road.
Ana and I didn't mind the food there, although, how're we gonna find seats to accomodate the near-twenty of us in the group? Worse, what if there weren't enough seats for us all? And so we decided against the idea based on our worry of the potential lack of seats.
So why were they at Lavender? Simple. They lied to us all and went ahead with their (or should I say his) plan and broke fast at Beach Road instead.
Now look, if you really insist on breaking fast at Beach Road, then by all means go ahead. But why lie? Was there a need to? You could have just said "Look, we really wanna break our fast at Beach Road, so we won't be joining you guys at Arab Street. Shall we meet up at Paya Lebar MRT instead?"
See how much difference a little honesty (not to mention courtesy) makes? We ain't your parents and we know we can't hold you back from doing whatever you want, but keep in mind that our plan was not based on personal interest, rather, the convenience of everyone in the group.
What would've happened if there weren't enough seats to accomodate us all, even if we all sat in tables of 6? There'll be another lashing like what happened during your Hari Raya gathering last year, something I'm really glad I gave a miss (especially after hearing all that happened then).
We (Ana & I) didn't turn down your suggestion without giving it a lick of thought. We did take the suggestion into serious consideration. I'm sorry we ultimately went for the safe choice of a restaurant where we could actually reserve seats for us all. Heck, why should I even apologize?! You should thank us for taking the initiative of planning!
Just like the rest of us, Ana & I lead busy and stressful lives. She's tied down with her studies in NUS and I'm tied down with my family business, but YET, we still took it in our own accord to plan something. What in the fucking hell did you do?!
Hello, I actually left my poor aunt to handle the shop for 1 1/2 hours just to walk around Arab Street in the scorching hot afternoon sun in search of a suitable place for us all to fucking gather!
We even had to give certain places (with better ambience and food) a miss because we know how stingy you mothafuckin' misers are when it comes to forkin out money, even if it's for your own fuckin appetite and tummies!
So, if this is your perfect idea of a fucking "thank you" to both Ana and I, then I say you better give your kindergarten teacher a tight slap across the kisser for not teaching you the concept of honesty, or a sense of appreciation for that matter!
Grow up, boys! That's what NS is supposed to do! I guess you're very much beyond help huh? Get a psychie. Perangai buruk lama tak hilang-hilang! I'm so glad I gave your chalet thingy a miss too. And now I'm seriously considering giving the Hari Raya gathering a miss. I've got better things to do than to bother myself with such drama. I could use one less problem in my life right now. Ugh!~
(Maman lights up a cigarette)
Aaaaah... Okay, I'm fine now. :)
P/S: If any of you boys aren't the slightest bit happy by what I said, then I guess you should start dealing with it, cos at least I'm honest enough to let you fuckers know how I feel!
I mean, c'mon, I've not seen all of them (collectively as a group) in a year! So after a year of living separate lives and all, there must be some sort of expectation with respect to the gathering itself, right right right?
Right.
Alright, so they were all (note: ALL) supposed to gather at my shop at six-ish, and true enough they all came at half-past six, which is the exact time both Ana and I had forcasted earlier. And so with that we were all off to a great start for a great evening, right? Wrong.
With the group standing behind me (I was busy closing the shop), it seemed that the air was overly filled with feminine aura, or that it had lacked some of that testosterone energy which we males usually emit. Either way, they both boil down to one simple question: Where the F were the boys???
The only creatures in the group with dicks and balls were Mus and Farhan, who were the boyfriends of Ana and Rose respectively. So once again I asked, where the F were the boys??
Maman: Budak-budak lelaki semua mana?
(Where are the guys?)
Ana: Diorang tak join kita semua buka. Entah diorang semua ada event NS ke apa entah. They'll join us later.
(They won't be joining us for the meal. They all have some NS-related event to attend to. They'll join us later.)
As we made our way towards Makan House, I thought something smelled fishy, and you know I don't like fish, so all the more I knew my premonition was right! Haha!
I said to myself, "Nash and Fiq are in Police; Keem, Fiz and Im are in CD; and Feeraz has yet to enlist. How can they ALL have the same "NS-related function" to attend to?? Today's not National Day, neither is it Home Team Day or Total Defence Day."
5 minutes had passed and we were all seated at Makan House. As usual, the crazier ones among us started rolling in with the jokes, while the rest started updating each other on the recent happenings in their lives. I did both, while at the same time trying not to get too distracted by the smses I was exchanging with someone. Who else if not my elder cousin who's in NS right now?
(Smart, Maman. Smart.)
"Bro, kau tau tak niari ada apa2 event involving both CD ngan Ampai?"
(Bro, do you know if there're any events involving both CD and Police Force?)
"Asal eh?"
(Why?)
"Member2 aku tak turun pasal diorang cakap ada event NS. Betul eh?"
(My friends aren't around as they said they have an NS event to attend. Is it true?)
"Kalau ada takkan aku kat umah sekarang?"
(Would I be at home now if there were one?)
"Hmmm, nak tipu dengan si penipu. Tak pakai otak betul!" I said to myself. Then on I kept looking at Ana as I contemplated telling her that the "NS-related event" was a lie. I finally decided against it.
6:59pm.
We ate. We joked. We laughed. We snapped photos. The boys smoked. The girls snapped even more photos.
These are the same things we do year after year after year during such gatherings, so I shall spare you the details! Haha!
After the meal, and after we parted ways with the 2 Nads (Nadhirah & Nadeera), the rest of us slowly walked towards Lavender MRT (we were all full lah!) for the second part of the night (which is also a yearly routine): GEYLANG SERAI!
Oh, but before that... Just as we were about to enter the underpass which led to the MRT Station, guess who we bumped into?? That's right: The boys! Why and how did they end up being there? Read on, I'll tell you all about it later.
What else is new with Geylang Serai during this period? Haha! I love going to Geylang Serai during the fasting month, especially towards the end of the month where the bargains are to die for, and... well, the bargains are to die for!!! Haha!!!
The outing to Geylang with the peeps was, however, tiring and unfruitful. All we did was walk one BIG round. (Oh btw, thanks for the drink, Ana)
We started at Paya Lebar MRT. We ended at Paya Lebar MRT. All that in slightly over an hour. Who goes to Geylang Serai for one pathetic hour?! It's as good as not going at all! But wait, not all was lost though. I did get something out of the big "after-meal walk": GUAVA!
(I've been craving for it for months, so you know I enjoyed every bite of it!)
After that, we went BACK to Arab Street where the remainder of us (Rose, Farhan, Sanah, Ana & Mus had to take their leave after Geylang) went shisha-ing at Al-Majlis. Alright, now this part of the night was fun. No, make that lots of fun!
The drinks were good, the desserts were good (though by Tammi's standard they're still quite tame) and the 3 hours there was well spent. Oh, we also played 2 rounds of Dare-Blackjack, where everyone would write a dare on a piece of paper and have them all placed in an empty glass. The loser of each round would then have to pick out a dare from the lot and perform the task written on the paper, whatever it may be, and boy of boy, that sure was where the fun (and grotesque) began.
Let's just say the dares included pole-dancing, catwalks, imitations of the "Beautiul Liar" video, nose-digging, and of course, what game of Dare would be complete without a round of gay-kissing or two? Haha! Oh, and credits go out to Jehan for writing that gay-kiss dare. Haha!
We left at around 2:30am or so. All in all, I kinda had fun, though during the shisha session, I did sense some bad vibes coming from one (or two) of the boys. I shan't name names, but you guys know who you are. It was apparent that there were lots of acting and pretending with regards to this boy (or boys) being comfortable around me, now that everyone knows of my orientation.
Come on lah, how can you possibly out-act someone who has had years of training in acting and actually worked in the theatre industry before?! Like, get real for a moment lah!
(Okay, Maman's in an extremely bitchy mood now. Hold on tight.)
There's a good reason why I openly display my blog's URL on my MSN nick, and it's meant to serve the purpose of letting those who have no idea of my orientation know of it without me having to actually look them in the eyes and say "Look, I'm bi."
So to address the vibes I felt coming from you guys... Boys, I've known each and every one of you for almost 8 years now. I've always regarded you as friends, and I still do, but...
Just because I came out doesn't mean I wanna hump you, assholes!!!
If I had wanted to, I'd have drugged your drinks and fucked each and every single one of your asses till I'm dry way back in Sec 3 when you guys would hang out at my place and watch porn!
Like, HEELLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
(But wait, I was still a virgin then. Oh well, you know what I mean!)
Seriously, you boys need a lot of growing up to do. Notice how I reffered to you as "boys" and not "men"? Go figure!
Oh, and you peeps wanna know how those boys ended up at Lavender MRT, just as the rest of us were about to head down to Geylang Serai???
Okay, here's how it goes. A week before the gathering, Ana and I were doing the planning and we were thinking of a suitable location to break our fast. Ana had mentioned that a particular someone (I ain't naming names. He knows who he is.) had suggested that we broke fast at Beach Road.
Ana and I didn't mind the food there, although, how're we gonna find seats to accomodate the near-twenty of us in the group? Worse, what if there weren't enough seats for us all? And so we decided against the idea based on our worry of the potential lack of seats.
So why were they at Lavender? Simple. They lied to us all and went ahead with their (or should I say his) plan and broke fast at Beach Road instead.
Now look, if you really insist on breaking fast at Beach Road, then by all means go ahead. But why lie? Was there a need to? You could have just said "Look, we really wanna break our fast at Beach Road, so we won't be joining you guys at Arab Street. Shall we meet up at Paya Lebar MRT instead?"
See how much difference a little honesty (not to mention courtesy) makes? We ain't your parents and we know we can't hold you back from doing whatever you want, but keep in mind that our plan was not based on personal interest, rather, the convenience of everyone in the group.
What would've happened if there weren't enough seats to accomodate us all, even if we all sat in tables of 6? There'll be another lashing like what happened during your Hari Raya gathering last year, something I'm really glad I gave a miss (especially after hearing all that happened then).
We (Ana & I) didn't turn down your suggestion without giving it a lick of thought. We did take the suggestion into serious consideration. I'm sorry we ultimately went for the safe choice of a restaurant where we could actually reserve seats for us all. Heck, why should I even apologize?! You should thank us for taking the initiative of planning!
Just like the rest of us, Ana & I lead busy and stressful lives. She's tied down with her studies in NUS and I'm tied down with my family business, but YET, we still took it in our own accord to plan something. What in the fucking hell did you do?!
Hello, I actually left my poor aunt to handle the shop for 1 1/2 hours just to walk around Arab Street in the scorching hot afternoon sun in search of a suitable place for us all to fucking gather!
We even had to give certain places (with better ambience and food) a miss because we know how stingy you mothafuckin' misers are when it comes to forkin out money, even if it's for your own fuckin appetite and tummies!
So, if this is your perfect idea of a fucking "thank you" to both Ana and I, then I say you better give your kindergarten teacher a tight slap across the kisser for not teaching you the concept of honesty, or a sense of appreciation for that matter!
Grow up, boys! That's what NS is supposed to do! I guess you're very much beyond help huh? Get a psychie. Perangai buruk lama tak hilang-hilang! I'm so glad I gave your chalet thingy a miss too. And now I'm seriously considering giving the Hari Raya gathering a miss. I've got better things to do than to bother myself with such drama. I could use one less problem in my life right now. Ugh!~
(Maman lights up a cigarette)
Aaaaah... Okay, I'm fine now. :)
P/S: If any of you boys aren't the slightest bit happy by what I said, then I guess you should start dealing with it, cos at least I'm honest enough to let you fuckers know how I feel!
Saturday, September 29, 2007
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!!!)
With lyrics and a killer beat like that, how can you not love this song?
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?
Friday, September 28, 2007
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! ;)
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!"
(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
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
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Family Guy (finally) Does Star Wars
I'm not a big fan of Star Wars, but this is fucking hilarious!
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Sunday, September 23, 2007
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! :)
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! :)
Thursday, September 20, 2007
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!!!!!!!
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.
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.
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)
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.
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.
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.
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)
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.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
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)
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)
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