You're a falling star, You're the get away car.
You're the line in the sand when I go too far.
You're the swimming pool, on an August day.
And you're the perfect thing to say.
And you play it coy, but it's kinda cute.
Ah, When you smile at me you know exactly what you do.
Baby don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.
Cause you can see it when I look at you.
[Chorus:]
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, You make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.
You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,
And you light me up, when you ring my bell.
You're a mystery, you're from outer space,
You're every minute of my everyday.
And I can't believe, uh that I'm your man,
And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.
Whatever comes our way, ah we'll see it through,
And you know that's what our love can do.
[Chorus:]
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, You make me sing
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.
So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La
So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La
[Chorus:]
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, You make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.
You're every song, and I sing along.
'Cause you're my everything.Yeah, yeah
So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La
So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La
-Michael Buble-
Love's Lesson Number One: Never go clubbing with your boyfriend.
Hey Babe, sorry about it. Wanted tell you actually that I suspected what happened, but you seem to be enjoying yourself so much that I just kept quiet. I had a feeling that he would understand it but I don't know why he had to become the typical guy and drown his sorrows in alcohol. Well, I hope that the two of you are ok now. Loves. *Call me if you need to talk yeah?*
What a traumatic clubbing experience. Never spent a night of supposed fun, worrying so much. Didn't even have time to get picked up. Haha. But anyway what was more traumatic was seeing a fight happen less than a few metres in front of me outside the club. And the guy's white shirt was soaked with blood. I hate it when guys fight. Whatever for? I think verbal abuse is more hurting if you really want to hurt the other person. Apparently these guys don't use their minds well. Hopefully Halloween will be a better experience.
Today is one of the few days that I'm seriously studious. Looked up the internet for relevant degrees that I can take in the future. Haven't found a suitable one yet. Still thinking. But there are so many courses that I'm spoilt for choice.
Sigh. And it's so boring. Disappointment is inevitable. I'd better learn that. So then, now I'm just admiring the hot bods just metres away behind the fence (so near yet so far), and this pretty hardworking guy who seems so absorbed in his work; while I'm blogging. Back to the guys. I think that most guys naturally have a nice body. Because I'm not fussy. Sweet.
C'est la vie.
Ennui. Je suis mort de l'ennui. Merde.
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At some point of his/her life, every child would want to be able to spend one-on-one time with their dad/mum. I got my day today.
Went to the Jobs Central Career fair at Suntec today with my daddy. The whole time I was whining and worrying about my future and my dad was just there to hear me out and offer suggestions. Thanks dad.
I think I went to the wrong fair. Perhaps the Edvance next year would be a better one for me. But I have a better idea now, about what I want to do after I graduate. I want to work in a hotel! Nightlife, waitressing, writing.... Argh! Now I've got the decide again!
It was a pretty small place and we finished our round in no time. There's still adequate offers around though. Just not my interest. Then with still time to spare before I go to work, we went shopping at Suntec. Passed by FOX and I saw a pair of jeans I really wanted. Showed it to my dad and he said he'd pay that $64 for me! Yay! Thank you so much dad! I'm a very happy kid now!
I'm glad I've gone past the point where I want my parents to 'stay out of my affairs'. Well there are some parts of my life I wish my parents won't pry into, but other than that, I'm really happy to let them in on my other parts of life and hey, this one-on-one time is helping me keep sane!
C'est la vie.
Today is the happiest day of my life. Je t'aime, ma père.
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Dedicated to (one of) my favourite best friends, Michelle:
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Reliable, intelligent and skillful you like to experiment and apply your abilities to productive projects. Being cautious and well disciplined you think things through carefully before taking action. Appreciating peace and beauty you need to have harmony in your life and enjoy relaxing times alone. Your charm, honesty and sense of fair play ensure that you are admired by all who know you.
This movie is hilarious with all the lame jokes thrown at each other, but it has its touching parts too and I teared during the movie.
Rating: 4/5 GAYness
I do feel for the gays. Why do they have gay clubs, gay events but yet not socially accepted? I repeat that I'm some sick Catholic for being OK with GAYness, but when you've experienced it, you'll really want to fight it out for them. I've no comments about gay sex, but the GAYness I'm talking about here is just the love between two individuals who just happen to be of the same sex. They're both humans and there's love, so what's the problem? Yes no doubt there're alot more complications I haven't talked about, but let's just give them a break ok?
Well, I've said my peace.
Cheerios.
Dinner (chicken chop) was good, with the company of red wine and flavoured wine and sweet, sweet desserts (custard puff and cheese cake!).
What's best was that it was All Truth Day and we were battling it out on issues on homosexuals, sex, relationships, families and astronomy even (there's more than one black hole!). I don't know what sick Catholic I am, but I'm not against Gayness. It's still love to me. But when sex comes in in a gay relationship, I haven't any comments.
I had a fantastic time! Lovelove! We should do it more often....
C'est la vie.
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With all the hoo-ha about the cut sex scenes, I think that it is indeed sad to cut it out. Ang Lee has artistically put it in, and all those scenes were meant to show how she sold her body just to get close even to kill. Ah well. But still a good movie, perhaps with the uncut version.
Rating: 2/5 carats
After the movie, Ben brought me to MOS to meet Harry (a cool C walker dude), the PR Manager of MOS who brought us around on a tour to the other places he was managing which is under MOS. So we had a VIP tour around MOS, Barfly, Hed Kandi Bar, Fashion Bar, Lunar and stopped by to examine the menu at Nectarie and Bice (pronounced bie-shay) Bistro, all of which are at The Cannery. We were also introduced to other big names in the business, and I personally received the business card of the manager of Smoove at MOS! Woot!
I was surprised to see Bernard Lim at the Chinese-inspired Lunar which recently opened with a live band which plays Chinese songs. Amazing decor but I wonder what's with the pictures of all the scantily clad girls....
Barfly's good for its R&B band and I heard that Olivier Douglas performs there too. Fantastic place to go with friends.
Hed Kandi has a fancy chill out place private enough for small groups and it's posh.
Fashion Bar is glittery and also posh, for the fashionably late.
Back at MOS, Harry treated us to yet another round of orange juice and then we saw Fiona Xie. But too bad I didn't get to say Hi to her :( She seemed pretty busy with everyone.... Also met Alex, Paul's cousin, but too bad I didn't get to see Jeff. Hey didn't you say you're working there during the weekdays? xP
Pretty luxurious eh? Yeah. I know.
C'est la vie.
Merde.
Life is extremely fun, but really weird too. Had a bad start to the day this morning when I failed my second BTT. I was so fucking disappointed when I saw the screen, and I really couldn't believe it because I'd passed the first e-trial test just before the actual BTT. Fuckit.
Anyway, helped my 'mum' out again at the shop and reached home at about 7pm. Then later dressed up to go out to meet the girls. My mood was still down and it didn't help that my brother had to ask me about it again when I'd forgotten about that bloody test. And then people had to stare at me in the train on the way. Why, did my make-up smudge? Do I look weird? There's only 2 reasons why people look at other people:
(1) That person's really, really so beautiful that he's/she's worth a second glance.
(2) That person's just plain weird.
For one, I don't think I was beautiful so it's probably the second option.
Clubbing: Such a glamorous sport, but so temporary. Spent the night dancing away my blues, drinking fruit punch (stomach still not well from Saturday), oogling at fantastic dancers, cheering for rocking bands, and thinking of Paul (??!!) I sleep so well after a night of clubbing (if I didn't drink lots). Feels so good.... Then the next morning I'm up dressed in a plain tee and shorts, without make-up, hair messy and going downstairs to buy food back to eat. It's a really sharp transition I must say....
And today I'd like to make an announcement:
Well, as usual, us St James buddies went for a great party before school starts. I'd felt like shit in the train and really guilty for being so late, but all these feelings went away when I saw Muiting, and I just knew that tonight's going to make me feel better. And surprisingly it did.
This time we went to Powerhouse first. Quite a nice experience for me. Mixed genre music. The free tickets are amazing. Got ourselves a jug :D And I saw my first dancer hottie. On our way to Movida, this guy suddenly grabs my arm and 'Hey, you look familiar! (put us into a discussion on bad pick-up lines) What's your name? I'm Wayne and this is Adrian. You're leaving?'
'Oh hi, I'm Rachel. Erm, we're just about to go to Movida.'
'Novena? Where's that? (this guy doesn't know Movida?!) Oh ok. But can I have your number?'
'Oh oh, yeah sure.'
Everytime I go clubbing, I'll be very afraid of getting picked up. But it scares me even more if any guy doesn't approach me to get a number, or to even do a dance. Gosh I'm weird.
And in case you're thinking, I gave my number because, in the dark, I thought that guy looks like Howard Lo, and second, I like his confidence in asking for my number, especially when we were just walking past each other and he'd already grabbed my arm to talk to me. Not like those who try to dance close to you and just stare. That's freaky. If you want something, just ask for it.
Went to Movida and thought that we'd missed the last performance. But luckily we didn't! Thank goodness that sometimes wrong info can be good news hee. We saw the same band that we love go up on stage and I gave the male lead a wave. What surprised me was he gave me a wave back, then suddenly came down from the stage, walked towards me and gave me a peck on the cheek! Then he said something that I can't remember to write here, but I know that we kept saying that his band was awesome and he said thank you. Haha. Then he said that he'd like me to dance with him on stage during Shakira's song. Ooo! And he held my hand :D Later we went to the dancefloor and I noticed this Caucasian guy noticing me.
Back to the topic on pick-ups. I don't know what insane thought it is, but I'd always wanted to be attracting the white guys instead of non-confident guys. Steven was a major surprise, but since things didn't turn out the way I thought it would, let's not dwell on that anymore. But I think I change my impression about the white guys now. After this guy.
I was happily dancing in the middle of Muiting and Doreen, then I saw him walk past Doreen and then he took my hand, pulled me away from them (help!) and started dancing with me. Rather awkward. His stare was.... So piercing. And blue eyes! *shudder* Thank goodness for Doreen who saved me. Hugs (to Doreen).
The fun part was I was dancing when the band started playing Shakira's song. I saw the male lead coming towards me and I know I was supposed to get up on stage, but I sincerely didn't expect that he'd sweep me off my feet and send me to stage! *Aahhh* Thought of wedding for a split second. Anyway it was fun up stage. I didn't dare to look around and only looked at Doreen and Muiting who were cheering me on. Ha. And taking photos! Hee. And I took one with that ravishing male lead. *Mmm* Later we danced for abit and then we went to The Boiler Room to see if they had a performance. And they did! Woot! I think the male lead here is hot too, with that vest and fedora hat. After this night I'm super inspired to get one for myself. What was even better was he performed Ne-Yo's Because of You. OMG! I would fall head over heels with anyone who can serenade me with that song! *AAHHH* I still love my super hot dancer.... Reminds me alot of Wesley!
We went back to Powerhouse and again we were faced with traffic problems. The crowd seem to follow us wherever we go! Met more entertaining people.... Muiting lost her phone at one point and this guy suddenly showed me his phone with the bright light on and I took it and stared at it. This part was embarassing for me because it took me awhile to realize that he was actually helping us to look for the handphone! (#",#) But in the end we found the phone and then I noticed that he's quite the dancer! I was so thrilled to see him dance that I think I neglected Muiting and Doreen! Sorry girls! I seem to have caught the eye of my first dancer hottie (why do I sound like I'm boasting...) because he beckoned me to go up on the stage with him. Ooo but no, haha. After awhile he came down the stage, walked towards me and 'Can I have a dance with you?' (In reality, it took more than that one sentence because I'm having hearing problems!) *Aahhh* Love to watch male dancers. Going to pester Paul to Cwalk for me! To cut a long story short (I talk too much), both dancers got my number too. Because they nicely asked me for it. And my reason for giving is because I want to be affiliated to talented people (Bastard me eh).
We left when the club closed and I had a dim sum supper with Doreen. Thanks for the company girls!
My HOT dancer!
The pretty lead singer! Fantastic booty-shaker!
And here's me flirting with the ravishing male lead of the band at Movida.People, if you missed Kumar's performance at The Durian recently, you've missed a really good show man!
It's my first time watching Kumar perform (I'M SO GLAD I'M LEGAL) and boy do I love it! I love the jokes that she (she because, he's the queen here....) had to tell, and the topics that she talked about. Though PeiPei and I agreed on the fact that she could have lessened the 'musical' part and do more stand-ups.
It's about: Kumar the Queen of Singapore who is looking for a new Queendom goes around the world for a better option.
Why it's good: IT'S RATED R18. Anything about sex/politics is always funny (especially coming out of a comedian's mouth). Kumar had me at the edge of the seat (for a good reason) during his stand-ups, especially when she said 'For those of you up there (this is what happens when u get the cheapest tickets), I'll try not to forget you. It's a long time since I talked to God.' Her sexual innuedos were really imaginative, and her political jokes were really critical. But not for the WOLS.
My favourite scene: Now's a great time to call me perverse! My favourite scene is when Kumar was introducing her bodyguards, the Grrrkhas. She was saying (along this line) 'they don't really do anything but just stand there and I'll just picture them naked.... Or wait, why do I have to picture them naked when I can command them to BE naked! Grrrkhas, strip!' Though I can't see very well with my terrible astigmatism, I could see well enough them hot bodies.... OMG. How often do we see guys doing striptease?!
Hmmm: I thought the beginning was good as compared to the ending, but by the middle of the show, I was begging in my heart for it not to end! The stand-ups were quite good, though PeiPei said some were quite predictable (it's good to be WOLS sometimes :D) Overall it was good except that some of the muscials were abit draggy.
Rating: 4/5 GRRRKHAS. Let's support local talents people! Go Kumar!
After Kumar, it was another night of whoa. Micheal oh Micheal.... I can't believe he really bought me that French Maid's costume.... I sincerely thought he was kidding when he told me that....Anyway, if you like such costumes and other sexy lingerie, check out this website.
1) Had light dinner at Forbidden City, Indochine (OMG!) and tried some exotic cocktail called the Butterfly effect.
2) Visited Cafe Iguana for peach and soursop margaritas. Saw Cafe Iguana in a TV programme before, but never imagined I'll actually go there!
3) BARFLY! WOOT! OMG! THE R&B BAND IS FANTASTIC! Had a flaming lamboghini here, but don't ask me to have it again because I won't! And vodka shots as they come. And alot of cherries to practise my cherry-knotting!
4) Visited Fashion Bar. Was funny because I was staring at the menu at some weird angle to catch some light, then this Caucasian came up to me, tapped my shoulder and said 'Hey, are you sleeping?!' I was like 'Huh? No!' But it's kind of sad that Micheal had to come chase him away :( That was a weird pick-up line no doubt, but that's only the second Caucasian who has approached me since I clubbed! Ok, now i sound desperate....
5) I was hyperventilating with just the suggestion of going to Gotham Penthouse (didn't help that I got a glimpse of male striptease during Kumar's show). We did go up but we'd missed the last show of the night :( Well, means I've to come back!
6) PLAY! Brought me to a whole new level of GAY. It's an advantage for girls to go to a gay club because you can totally be yourself, and you don't have to worry about being picked up or hear cheesy pick-up lines. And you get to oogle at the hottest guys (physically hot of course). The best part was, I met someone there! OMG! I miss you!
After Play, I was totally wasted. Puked like nobody's business. And I feel like shit. Reached home at 7am and I have class at 10am. Lucky work didn't start till 530pm and I had a good nap after. Phew!
Lesson to learn: Try not to get drunk. Stop when you've got the high enough feeling then stop there. If not, happy puking.
C'est la vie.
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Just came back from my Godparents' provision store today. Body aching all over but I feel good.
Being loved feels awesome. Thinking about it, lately I've been getting all these lovey-dovey messages. But I'm not complaining. For once I actually feel useful: One from a recent entry in my life, and the other, a confession from my beloved Godparents.... Woot! Oh yeah, and I know God loves me alot too :D
Anyway, my Godparents want to make a room for me in their house and my Godma is more than willing to accept me as a DAUGHTER. I'm going to have a new mummy! Second mummy, rather....
C'est la vie
Anyone wants to watch Beauty World with me?
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-Sheryl Crow & Sting-
It's nice to have a holiday by yourself, or with the people you like / miss. I'll let the pictures do the talking. By the way, Sentosa's a fantastic place to have a holiday. Though it sounds cheesy. Heh.
The cousin I miss so so so much! Heya! Thanks for coming! BIG HUGS!
With her sweet, fitness trainer - BMX boyfriend.
Let's take a closer look at her meticulous hardwork.
To all the people I love in the world, here's a big hug for all of you!
C'est la vie.
Hurry run! Nice picture at Marina Square....
Happy Birthday Muiting! 'Sneakily' bought the fudgy brownie and celebrated the cake cutting at Marina Square :D
Cheerios