"That's why we rehearse ..." MJ

To see originality being displayed right before my eyes, is a true privilege. To be remembered of a huge loss to the music industry, is heart-wrenching.



"This is it" was outstanding. If not, then it is phenomenal. This documentary was a joyous homage of Michael Jackson’s music and his distinct dance moves. It wasn't an artificial preview of what Michael Jackson is like, nothing fancy or glamorous. It was true blood and sweat. At least to me, what I witness was a gifted entertainer and a true musician doing what he likes best.

It was an intriguing look behind the scenes of all the preparation which took place and as a matter of fact, it was to anticipate for the 50 sold out concerts which unfortunately, did not manage to take place.

A great pity.

The enthusiasm of the dancers captivated me and I was at the edge of my seats, for all the good reasons. If I had a dance caliber as good as any of those brilliant dancers, I would have auditioned for a place to dance for MJ. I would.

But I don't and that's where I give my fullest adulation to those dancers, who really complimented MJ's legendary moves. In the midst of the documentary, the passion of dance just dawned right upon me and I wished ......

Although it was just a mere 2 hours footage into the rehearsals, it would have been an extravagant concert. The details, precision of dance beat, dance steps, lightings and et cetera, was just overwhelming. Well, minus off MJ's outfits which was glaring - Red + Blue + Yellow or maybe golden shimmering pants? Owwwww! Too much to handle.

I'm a fan of this legendary musician and his songs will never fade. I was really sadden by the fact that after all has been done, the many rehearsals, the dancers, the leading vocalists, the band, the background crews ... it did not happen.

I'm repeating myself.

I guess, it was just a unique tragedy.

From Red to Leopard

While all I wanted was a decent birthday meal, belated if you wish to add. But with my bunch of girlfriends from all around Singapore, I got more. In fact, it felt like deja-vu all over again but this time, I did not cry. Haha!



Yvonne actually mailed me a card, which was really sweet. I wasn't expecting a mailed card especially so that I see her around campus daily. And Philson, be sure to see his shirt. Turn on.

I guess she grew wiser after dying her hair back to black. Maybe a little more creative, cos she's always full of nasty surprises.....

I got my blindfold attack right after the girls came out from the washroom and in the midst of their calm composure, I saw darkness.

And before I could properly adjust to the sudden darkness, I felt water dripping down my red blouse. Below would be the best extract to enlighten your wildest imagination.

Ai ping's precise aiming skills has brought her, well, much glory if you would like to say. Haha! Look at that squirt of water .....

I had a wet time. Yes, bluntly said. I was drenched and to think those girls actually asked me if I brought along extra clothes. What?! But, I know they will never leave me cold and damp.

Hopefully, it is not inspired by Ris Low. I mean, I believe she's sweet and all but just hearing her on YouTube and despite this on-going bombardment of how awful she speaks, she's still .... sigh. Could someone wake her up, before November ends?

Wolla, and I got my leopard pwints dress which was not what I had expected. Haha! It was sexy and naughty looking though ;)

Lo and behold, just as I thought the game was over. Part 2 came along. WHAT?! Yes, that word flashed permanently in my head for 20 odd seconds. Since when was there a second part? Since that day.

We strutted down from Marina Square to the Singapore Flyer. On the way, I posed with a group of strangers who thought this whole thing was amusing. It sure is. And, I had to climb down flights of stairs, listening to blasting loud music from the mp3 and in the midst, also switched mp3 into one which had only Chinese songs. I was deaf.

I have many unglamourous pictures which is awfully unflattering and I can't bear to post them up. I'm not as sporting as you reckon so and this is one of the ugliest hair position you'll see. Appreciate it.

And, I had to lick a long jelly bean which was sticking out from my ice cream. Imagine. Looks wrong, but nice jelly bean!

Them. Yes, it's them. Behind my darkness, they laugh, pose and laughed their hearts out. Them.

I had my virgin attempt in trying out the fish spa - those tiny little fishes that nibble on your dead skin. Thanks Poonie for 10 fish bucks!





I was screaming and yelping my little nerves out!! Those fishes lurking in the water is bloody ticklish like sweeeeeeshy meeeeeeeshy tickleeeeeeeeeeelishly ticklish. You know. It was revolting at the beginning, only.



We boarded the Singapore Flyer and sweetly, we managed to bagged one whole cabin to ourselves. It was a wholesome load of fun, laughter and ...... (my hair was terrible and I had a string of consecutive shots which looked mortifyingly hideous. My friends got them up on facebook and tagged me. Gracious lord, and they even showed their friends. Pray for me. Thanks.)





To the NNPs, cheers!



I'll never forget this awesome bunch of asses which never fail to make my day. We sing, we laugh, we cry and at the end of the day, we love! :)

The time of the year

On the 31st..

At the stroke of midnight, my text messages in my inbox accelerated. The wall of my face book grew messier, with wishes flooding and my heart softened. It's the time of the year again, where people treat you well, wish you well and ultimately, the day I grew a year older, wiser (definitely) and .... a little more lovely ;)

This year, it was a simple affair. I haven't met up with the girlfriends yet, so the craziness hasn't explosively and exclusively erupted but the day will be coming soon and I'm keeping my fingers tightly crossed. The company I had was really sweet and dinner at Kenny Rogers was blasting bloated, but nonetheless yummy. I love the corn. And I'll admit that I love corn.

And someone actually forgot ..... let's not mention it. I'll save Cheeky's horns.

Sunday, I met up with the awesome bunch of usuals which I have been with since 2002.

Spell it right!

Open the card and it leads to a triple flip down with long vibrant messages and awful pictures of me .... it just has to be awful.

Smiling so wide cos I've had my fill and heard a united bunch singing the "Happy Birthday" song to me!

I don't ask for surprises though it is always a bonus to have one! Haha!



Sweets for my sweets!

And this is the man of my life! Haha! Ops, not really the man of my life (someone's taken that spot) ... but he's my best buddy since 7 years old! He made me the lovely card and has been such a fantastic bitch. I know he's reading this, or rather he will be reading this. Don't smile too wide.

Cheers to the happy friends ^_^

The awesome bunch of usuals ;)

I would like to sincerely thank everyone who took a few seconds or longer, to wish me on my birthday, sending smiles and all. Thank You. Of course, my ever-amazing bunch of friends for taking time off and spending it with me. You guys have been a great company. And to Cheeky, for being such a ........ ;)

The little signs

The 1st week of school has been monstrously mortifying so much so, leaving school only seeing the moon is the legal thing to do. I can't leave the school seeing the sunset because that simply feels too early, too wrong, too uneasy.

Recently, I participated in a marketing competition with a few other mates and that drove us to genuine insanity. We rushed through multiple days or preparations at breakneck speed just to complete the slides. Consistently, we had new inputs each time we let our tutor review the slides. Each time, changes were made. Each time, we needed to refine it, reorganize it, and re-energize the slides.

Even on the day of presentation, we were still frantically adding new inputs. It was a chaotic rush but miraculously, we all managed to keep our composure.

The competition was held at Hotel Re! (with the exclamation), strangely located near Outram Station. When I first heard the name, I raised an eyebrow. Anyway, the place wasn't oh-my-goodness gorgeous or comforting. The air condition wasn't functioning and we were clad in our blazers and such. Oh lord, spare those sweat glands from erupting.

At initial stages, I really felt the pressure- the pressure to win. Nevertheless, I did my best and our team came in 2nd. Though we were disappointed at not raising to the top, I believe that we have done a marvelous job and where credit is due, the team has been a great one. The countless hours spent, reluctant days of work, whines and lizard drama which brought tears (to me only), laughter and so much .....

Good game, literally.

There were so much to learn from the priceless experience. I'm glad and thankful for the exposure in terms of presentation and marketing. I was absolutely humbled by the participants from Thailand who came up to me, complimenting on my presentation skills. It's not every day that I get sincere compliments and I was truly surprised. I remember saying numerous "thank you" and not knowing how to return a compliment back.

The ultimate Champions were deserving in their own ways. I look up to them for their presentation skills. It was superbly fluent and dominating. Captivating indeed. Occasional mumble and fumble would be anticipated but, they weren't. It was words after words, confidence at each line.

It is those little things that go a long way. A simple compliment could make my day, boosting my confidence and giving me new aspects to grown and learn. To be recognized, means a lot.

Just last evening as I was jogging at the track, it was my around 7th round when I let out a loud breath. I was exhausted, close to surrendering to the permanent tracks. Ahead of me, was an uncle, who then turned he head back to give me a reaction. He gestured on to tell me to continue and not stop. I was definitely motivated right at that second. It's something encouraging that a stranger motivates you minimally.

I ran on and gave it another 5 rounds, right beside Uncle. We paced on well with each other and when I couldn't allow myself to slow down. I tried to be on his pace and 5 rounds down, it was enough. I smiled and showed the thumbs up to him.

In return, I got a humble clap and a thumb up.

Again, it is more than words.

The 2nd week of school has just started surfacing. More busy days ahead ....

And the crown goes to ....

The Checkered Theme. The unity we have is like a square. Anyhow, we spent a good Sunday celebrating Desmond's birthday. Not forgetting, we learnt how to play a game which had us laughing till we perspired. Also, the air-con at Starbucks wasn't functioning. It was haaawt!

Last Sunday, we surprised Desmond at his church. We braved through the narrow lift entrance, the dominating crowd, the chairs and everything in our way ... just to see our humble friend chatting away with his mate. It's something admirable that we're always so enthusiastic about doing up surprises and it always end up with someone looking like a joke.

Up to the 12th floor and guess the height brought a weird expression on Yilin's face. What the hell is she doing man? Crumpled. Hahaha!

No, they aren't the biggest joke ... okay, maybe so. These are my proud Chinese Nationals. They love to leave an impression whenever they take a picture. Those wide-spread legs, high raised peace signs and ever-contented expression is simply significant. They are happy, trust me.

Prince Charming and his little ....... sugar-coated girls?

Dinner was great - Japanese foods are lovely treats. I love Unagi but a little too much will definitely conjure up discomfort. Coincidentally, we bumped into our school tutor, Mr. Adrian. What are the odds, seriously? He's lil princess was there too and they were generous enough to treat our birthday prince an ice-cream waffle.



Kimberly (I'm pretty confident I did remember her name right.)

Starbucks is the place to chill. You know, "talk cock"(local lingo), laugh, drink, continue to talk, drink, slouch on their sofa, finally become semi-conscious ... and then you're awoken by the staff there.

"Excuse me, we're closing in half an hour's time".

Hahaha! Creativity is just a few strokes away! Markers, imagination and ta-dah. We were tickled by our own drawings.