Far Out

Alright, new crush:

James McAvoy!

OMGOMGOMG he's so adorable! So charming in Penelope! His haircut's just bloody cute! Makes him look bloody cute! Maaaaan! :D

And only yesterday when I was watching Narnia did I realise that the cute fawn who I was reluctant to crush on (because he was a faun and crushing on a half human makes me feel like it's all wrong in a "Eeew that's bestial!" kinda way) like, years back when I caught it in the cinemas with Mira and her sister and boyfriend, was McAvoy! Whoa long sentence.

And he's in Wanted too ZOMGZ. I only realised that yesterday too, haha. I'm gonna watch that one soon! And he was in Atonement, and Wimbledon, and Band of Brothers! I think I might actually catch all those just to watch him.

So yeah that's pretty much about it. Wheeeheehee :D

So about a few hours back, I was watching Incredible Tales because I like ghost stories and watching Utt "hosting" - appearing for a few minutes on tv to ask questions and attempt to create curiosity among home viewers so as to entice them to watch further - is very amusing. As far as I'm concerned, his job's rather redundant. The questions he asked as bait are totally what homeviewers would be thinking of anyway and people who are horror show fans would just continue watching it. It's only a half hour show after all, there's nothing to lose. So anyway, this week's episode was set in the Philippines and had 2 young couples, a weird woman and an equally strange old woman. I've been wondering about the reactions of the characters on the show.

Firstly, why would a woman live by herself all alone when she knows there's an evil spririt roaming her village? Alright, granted that the monster preys only on pregnant women and their unborn child but still! Any other normal woman would have upped and ran. Secondly, how could the people be so insensitive to the pleas of their friend's to just get out of there? If my friend was feeling uncomfortable and telling me we should scram, I will definitely scram. Partly because I'm cautious in that way, and partly to shut him/her up.

I would have added that thirdly, old women DO snoop around so they shouldn't be too alarmed if they find an unfamiliar old woman lurking around their area. They were probably being ageist on their part, getting all freaked out by an ugly old critter, which is a very wrong line of thought to pursue. But then when I think about it, I reckon I'd most definitely have done the same thing. Strange senior citizens ARE scary, to a certain extent.

Gawd I digress. I meant to say that the old woman in that episode reminded me of another old woman in my neighbourhood. She walks around lugging her shopping trolley which is usually empty and her make up is inappropriately placed on her countenance, to say the least. She seems to believe that lipstick should not only go on the lips, but also be smeared on her mouth. Other than that, she seems to be quite clean though. Her clothes aren't dirty or grey, and she doesn't smell.

So last week, the family went for a very quick trip to JB to grab dinner and just spend some quality time together. We all got into the car, my dad started the engine and off we went. Then my dad slowed down at the exit of the estate where the hump and shelter were and who should we see but that bizarre old woman there!

"Toll checkpoint! Ahaha!" the woman said excitedly in Malay and held out her hand.

As if on cue, my dad wound down the window and put a $2 note in her palm.

"Thank you... Hey I thought you wanted to give me $10! This is only $2!" the woman said in bewildered tones, and my mum couldn't help but laugh out loud. My dad simply smiled patiently, wound up the window again and made sure the woman was a few steps away from the car before he drove off again.

So yeah. Now I'm wondering if I'll grow old to be like that. It's not a very attractive sunset to look forward to, if you know what I mean. Heck, I wonder if I'll even grow to be the big 2-0. It seems like a big number now, I feel rather old already actually.

OMFG I need to go on a diet.

Just about half an hour ago, my 2nd sister said that I've really started to put on weight because my tummy's showing. Yeah, well that's only to be expected! I've been jobless and doing nothing save sleeping and watching Prison Break reruns online and doing enough housework to keep my mum sufficiently nag-free.

But this cannot continue! I need to lose a couple of inches (hell, maybe even more) off my waistline and if this means I'll lose some boobass, I don't mind. Just so long the tummy's flat again, WO QIU QIU NI.

Ergo from now on, I'm gonna revert to my only fish and vegetables diet. In that period where Shar and I were PETA crazy because the men of our lives (it was Jared Leto and Milo Ventimiglia respectively) were vegan so we tried cutting back on meat which resulted in the loss of a couple of kilos and a couple of weeks with a nice trim tummy, which were awesome. Hopefully that'll work again.

Or maybe I should try the Purple Diet. Heck, if Mariah can get back into shape, so can I!
I think.


Good riddance, fat ass and tummy!

Word of the day: OMG.

Got a conditional offer from UniSA, but I don't know if I really do wanna go!

Firstly, I've decided that my first choice of course is meh; I'd rather take my second choice 'cause it's my first choice now. OMGWTFTMD I'm so terribly fickle!

Secondly, I'm motherpetrified at the thought of going overseas alone and learning to cope with stuffs by myself. It's a whole different lot than dealing with issues here alone. OMGGGGGG.

Thirdly, money. What if, halfway along my studies my parents are not able to provide for me anymore? OMGOMGOMG. What if I'll be sold off as a slave to a big fat Crocodile Dundee, then how how howwww?!?!

UA looks really really nice. And costlier too. But still nice.

Fuckit, I have half a mind to drop everything and pursue a lifetime career of being a diploma-less and degree-less minah selling Ramli burgers at pasar malams.
Okay lah, maybe not that extreme but you get my drift.

Oh em gee!

Okay, I take it back, I don't want to sell Ramli burgers. I'd rather sell B&J's icecream I suppose. No no, this is not the line of thought I should pursue. F I A!!!

I like it. The words are from Black & Gold, btw.

It's evident; I still have a gargantuan crush on Sparroboy and I don't think it's going anywhere anytime soon. It's not really about his looks (though I won't deny his good looks make it all the easier for me to admire him) but rather his superb chocolate vocals! About a month back or so, I heard Black & Gold and thought "Smooth black singer, I gotta check him out" but I never got around to it. Only a few days ago did that song resurface to the topmost of my thoughts when a friend let me listen to it and mentioned that the guy's name was Sam Sparro. Googled it to find a spankin' hawt boy and thinking "Daaaaamn that voice came from a white boy?! Awesome!!!"

His vocal range is really splendid, he can do anything from a falsetto to a baritone in a snap! He's the NuRave Kid on the block with a touch of funk and soul and I loooove it. His debut album is nothing short of refreshing, it's really a different lot from what you hear on mainstream radio nowadays.


I like his oversized white frames, he has such a quirky fashion sense.

Sam Sparro's self titled debut album is a must get if you're tired of the junk floating around on radio. Recommended tracks include "Black and Gold", "Recycle It" and "Pocket". "Cottonmouth" has got funny lyrics too. I'm half convinced his slipping in the word "discombobulated" leaves me easily impressed. He did a cover of Estelle's "American Boy" on BBC Radio1 and I personally think he outdid the original singer by a mile. That's also worth a listen.

In short, if Sam Sparro were to come here to perform, I would definitely be raring to watch him live! A rave party with him and Klaxons, that'd be the ticket! Sighhh.
Singapore concert organisers, PLEASE get Sam Sparro and Klaxons to come here!
Oh and bring Muse back again, I swear I'll be a good girl till then!
WO QIU QIU NI. (however you spell it, stick the 1 2 3 4's where appropriate)

On a totally different note, this video never fails to crack me up. It features a parody of the Tamil movie industry. FFW to the 3:20 part and the hilarity ensues till the 5:45 minute.



"Yenna rascal ah! Mind it!"

"Pussycat, pussycat where have you been? Have you been to London to see the Queen? Go see the queen!"

"Yenna fly! Yenna die!"

I'm gonna make "Yenna rascal ah! Mind it!" my catchphrase someday soon.
Just you wait for it. Heck, I'm beginning to think anything ending with an "- it" sounds smashing enough already.

With that, I think it's turning out to be a beautiful weekend. Family Day Out tomorrow, or rather later! Hopefully it'll be all good. We haven't been behaving like a normal family in months, much less a proper family outing. Teenage sister's starting to be so emo and angsty, y'know? She's getting to be a bit of an exasperating twerp, getting on my nerves with her nightly telephone chats with God-knows-who. (It's amusing overall, though) And other related stuffs along with it.

I'ma buzz out.
Check ya laterrrr.

Sam Sparro makes such lovely lush music, IMHO.



Gawd, how adorable does he look in that cover!
I know I know, I'm sucha sucka for cute lads in geek chic attire. (But so's Shar, oui?)



If vision is your only validation, then most of life isn't real.

Question: Wenty?
Answer: Brain works in mysterious ways.

Omg walked a hell lot today. Got so so tired. Like, can give birth and die kinda tired.

Anyways, had a long overdue outing with PWC loves at Mad Jack cafe! We got lost on our way there though, thanks to yours awesomely, but Shar steered us in the right direction anyway. A lot of And Then's later, we got to the cafe safely and had lunch. Can't remember all that we talked about but it was good to toss about random phrases here and there. Because Hajar couldn't join us, Eunice, Meens and Shar got the Poynter itch. Miss you lah Jar!


Eunice is malu malu kucing again.


Salad is baaad for health. That's why I never eat it.


Shar's tee is da shiz.
Oh and Shar, I'm happy when you steal my food. Deal with it. No fill-in-the-blanks!


Somebody pinch Eunice's cheeks 'cause she so kyoot!

Over lunch, I tried to tell the rest of my revived affair with PB and my new crush but all they did was roll their eyes. Eunice just wouldn't accept that a fictional man convicted of rape could be crushable. Deep down, that guy's got a heart! Besides, he's funny. And not real anyways so nvm!


T-Bag is the bad boy girlsI would crush on.


Knepper's quite a looker in his younger days. And still is, IMO.
Guess Shar's not the only one into older men, lol.

Okay, any space is an opportunity to post Wentastic pics.





Delicious :D

Prettiness: Miller > Knepper fo' sho'!
But Knepper's just way waaaay rad like bear (:

Headed to Mustafa centre after that, got jumpy at lame monster figurines and then went to The Cathay because Meena's quoting of the new Adam Sandler movie triggered our "OMG Let's watch Don't Mess With The Zohan!" kind of feeling.






It turned out the movie only opens next week (along with Get Smart! YAY!) and so then I had to part ways from the rest of the gals to be with Shimah.

Went back to Mustafa again to find a Fathers' Day gift but really, fathers are sooo hard to buy a present for. We left Mustafa empty handed and walked a looooong way back to Bugis. Most exhausting, but I sorta enjoyed it. I guess it all boils down to company and she's one of the best around.

Till then, 15 (and counting!) food cravings to be satisfied over time.

Moving on, excerpts.


I was being paired by two secondary school girls to a younger suspicious dude with suspicious hair (don't like his hair)???
He's not even hot! Not remotely! But he is taller... I digress.

Seriously, teenage sisters are annoying and self-absorbed.
And those convos are aweeesomeee for blackmail. The coming week is gonna be a lot of fun.

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I've decided to submit my application to UA. Even if this one falls through, I've got a place in UniSA at least. And even then, I'm still undecided over whether to go. It'll be hard to leave this place and people, especially them, her and him and them and him and him and her.

And I'm off to bed.