Friday, July 21, 2006
hello frm outer space
Me. Adult.
Adult. 21. Me. Yes!
The party's long over. The presents have been long presented. The champagne, vodka and cognac popped and drunk. The birthday girl is sober but still slightly high from all the love, joy and surprises.
Thank you thank you and thank you for all who came, partied and conquered. Thank you also to those who could not come but sent their love and kisses anyhow.
Apologies apologies to all you who bother to read my ramblings. I know this post is long long over due.
The babe (allow me to stroke my own ego) has been busy planning modules. Yes. This marks the third year of my tumultuous relationship with CORS. Basically we have a love-hate relationship. I hate it and it loves to mess with my already unsound mind. Anyhow, Praise The Lord~! i managed to put together a half decent timetable. Lets all cross our fingers in unison all over the world and hope that the bid points DO NOT sky rocket.
You know hor. All ya'all sitting at home on a wednesday night. Looking for rockin' music, real talented people singing their lungs out for their shot at stardom, i'm talking about real raw talent.. please do yourself a favour and quit watching the jokers on Singapore idol and tune in to StarWorld on channel 18 and catch Rockstar Supernova. Seriously. The contestants (i'm talking about those who can actually sing on StarWorld) take songs by all kinds of singers EVEN Cyndi Lauper and Rawk it SOoo hard i get motion sickness. YEAH....*jumps of the sofa and strums imaginary guitar* In a totally unrelated note, you know what i dream of, i dream (fairy god mother are you listenin?) of a husband who can sing and on our wedding night, he will surprise me by taking the mic and seranading me in front of all the guests, at which i will start bawling my eyes out and have mascara all over my face and i start looking like Marilyn Manson. Better still, i will have a ROCK theme wedding and everyone will come dressed like Marilyn Manson and my husband-to-be will seranade me with the hard rock version of Bon Jovi's I'll be there for you! yea...must take this all down.
People who hang out with me often enough will know that i ALWAYS seem to attract/bump into really wierd people. For example, i met an 60 yr old auntie with a david beckham mohawk once and taxi drivers that always tell me weird stuff and most recently was this lady on the train who really seemed not to understand the whole concept of "personal space". I came into the train and walked over to the opp door area and was leaning on the glass thingy right..minding my own business..checking out my own reflection and being horrified...then she comes in at the next stop..walks over to my corner (PERSONAL SPACE!) and leans in so close i thought she was gonna hug me!! then she reaches her arm over... like less than AN INCH away from my BOOBS to hold the hand rail!! I couldn;t.. I dare not breathe.. luckily i got off at the next stop i mean if she lost her balance and fell on me, she would have choked me to DEATH! why didn't i react?? I din know how to react!! its not everyday some stranger leans in so close KAY... ¶ 7:34 AM
Adult. 21. Me. Yes!
The party's long over. The presents have been long presented. The champagne, vodka and cognac popped and drunk. The birthday girl is sober but still slightly high from all the love, joy and surprises.
Thank you thank you and thank you for all who came, partied and conquered. Thank you also to those who could not come but sent their love and kisses anyhow.
Apologies apologies to all you who bother to read my ramblings. I know this post is long long over due.
The babe (allow me to stroke my own ego) has been busy planning modules. Yes. This marks the third year of my tumultuous relationship with CORS. Basically we have a love-hate relationship. I hate it and it loves to mess with my already unsound mind. Anyhow, Praise The Lord~! i managed to put together a half decent timetable. Lets all cross our fingers in unison all over the world and hope that the bid points DO NOT sky rocket.
You know hor. All ya'all sitting at home on a wednesday night. Looking for rockin' music, real talented people singing their lungs out for their shot at stardom, i'm talking about real raw talent.. please do yourself a favour and quit watching the jokers on Singapore idol and tune in to StarWorld on channel 18 and catch Rockstar Supernova. Seriously. The contestants (i'm talking about those who can actually sing on StarWorld) take songs by all kinds of singers EVEN Cyndi Lauper and Rawk it SOoo hard i get motion sickness. YEAH....*jumps of the sofa and strums imaginary guitar* In a totally unrelated note, you know what i dream of, i dream (fairy god mother are you listenin?) of a husband who can sing and on our wedding night, he will surprise me by taking the mic and seranading me in front of all the guests, at which i will start bawling my eyes out and have mascara all over my face and i start looking like Marilyn Manson. Better still, i will have a ROCK theme wedding and everyone will come dressed like Marilyn Manson and my husband-to-be will seranade me with the hard rock version of Bon Jovi's I'll be there for you! yea...must take this all down.
People who hang out with me often enough will know that i ALWAYS seem to attract/bump into really wierd people. For example, i met an 60 yr old auntie with a david beckham mohawk once and taxi drivers that always tell me weird stuff and most recently was this lady on the train who really seemed not to understand the whole concept of "personal space". I came into the train and walked over to the opp door area and was leaning on the glass thingy right..minding my own business..checking out my own reflection and being horrified...then she comes in at the next stop..walks over to my corner (PERSONAL SPACE!) and leans in so close i thought she was gonna hug me!! then she reaches her arm over... like less than AN INCH away from my BOOBS to hold the hand rail!! I couldn;t.. I dare not breathe.. luckily i got off at the next stop i mean if she lost her balance and fell on me, she would have choked me to DEATH! why didn't i react?? I din know how to react!! its not everyday some stranger leans in so close KAY... ¶ 7:34 AM
