OMG I lurrrrrve the hair!! Should I print this pic and bring it to Yudai?
Sunday, April 08, 2007
Saturday, April 07, 2007
World's Sexiest Beaches
Oh god...beaches. Which one do you dig? I think I like the shot taken of the beach of JOSE IGNACIO, URUGUAY.
Holiday holiday - come to think about it, I seldom dream about going on a holiday. Damn!
Holiday holiday - come to think about it, I seldom dream about going on a holiday. Damn!
The Drag-gish Sound of Music
Sherly and I went for the The Sound of Drag Music Show at tha make-shift Bosco Theatre on the Yarra River bank last night. Being a sucker for TSOM I wouldn't have missed the show, even for the Hitlers.
As it turned out, it was anything, but, TSOM. I was tricked by the title into believing that they performers were drag queens. In fact they were all women who dressed up like drag queens!! Talking about personality crisis!! They did look like men - or rather they were really good at impersonating drag queens. Oh boi...
The show was bent in every angle possible. First of all Maria was large and short - quite a piece of eye candy for the show I guess. I think the first shock came quite late when the Reverend Mother, out of no where when singing Climb Ev'ry Mountain, upped the ante and made it a dance/disco climb indeed! That was a good one.
And Kurt didn't want to be a man like the Captain anymore - instead he wanted to grow boobs and ended up dancing in exotic club in Russia or something. with Liesel. Captain Von Trapp was no longer charming but instead a life-size stink bomb. And a super long one too - every time he farted. In fact, it was so distinctive and sharp that it took over the place of the wisel that he used. And Kurt had to let out a glass-shattering shriek everytime he announced his entrance into the same room, of course, by farting.
And the lesbianism involved!! You won't believe it - yes Baroness Schräder was the big lesbo! On the other hand Liesel definitely showed that she was playing for both teams.
It was a good show - laughing and the sing-along. My jaw was so sore. Can't wait for more of the Comedy Fest!! Stephen K Amos, Danny Bhoy and Best of Edinburg Fest here I come!!
As it turned out, it was anything, but, TSOM. I was tricked by the title into believing that they performers were drag queens. In fact they were all women who dressed up like drag queens!! Talking about personality crisis!! They did look like men - or rather they were really good at impersonating drag queens. Oh boi...
The show was bent in every angle possible. First of all Maria was large and short - quite a piece of eye candy for the show I guess. I think the first shock came quite late when the Reverend Mother, out of no where when singing Climb Ev'ry Mountain, upped the ante and made it a dance/disco climb indeed! That was a good one.
And Kurt didn't want to be a man like the Captain anymore - instead he wanted to grow boobs and ended up dancing in exotic club in Russia or something. with Liesel. Captain Von Trapp was no longer charming but instead a life-size stink bomb. And a super long one too - every time he farted. In fact, it was so distinctive and sharp that it took over the place of the wisel that he used. And Kurt had to let out a glass-shattering shriek everytime he announced his entrance into the same room, of course, by farting.
And the lesbianism involved!! You won't believe it - yes Baroness Schräder was the big lesbo! On the other hand Liesel definitely showed that she was playing for both teams.
It was a good show - laughing and the sing-along. My jaw was so sore. Can't wait for more of the Comedy Fest!! Stephen K Amos, Danny Bhoy and Best of Edinburg Fest here I come!!
Thursday, April 05, 2007
I Went, I Saw, I Didn't Quite Conquer (Yet?)
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Tramming down Swanston St passing Hype in QV - I think I was being called by the shoes in there. Some of them even SOS-ed me. I had no idea our encounter would be such a self-made tragic one.
And so I went into the shop, almost knocking against the glass wall. Luckily no one saw, or so I thought. Scan scan scan. Aha! I found my love at first. Instinct took over after 4 seconds going into an inner battle of sticking-to-budget vs. sticking-to-impulse. I took that sample shoe to the shop assistant in my trembling hands.
"Sorry sir, we only have size 9."
Only if I had longer toes.
Fine for now... But I won't give up. I will ask them to call other branches to bring in my size 8! Otherwise how you think I got my camouflaged adidas from there last time?
And so I went into the shop, almost knocking against the glass wall. Luckily no one saw, or so I thought. Scan scan scan. Aha! I found my love at first. Instinct took over after 4 seconds going into an inner battle of sticking-to-budget vs. sticking-to-impulse. I took that sample shoe to the shop assistant in my trembling hands.
"Sorry sir, we only have size 9."
Only if I had longer toes.
Fine for now... But I won't give up. I will ask them to call other branches to bring in my size 8! Otherwise how you think I got my camouflaged adidas from there last time?
Monday, April 02, 2007
About time
While having my haircut with my (favourite) hairdresser, Yudai, today - suddenly I thought that it was time for me to abuse my birthday.
In the past few years I used my birthday as an excuse to buy myself something. Sometimes, others, to buy me something. I think back in 2003 I bought my first pair of expensive & branded sunnies from Oakley. And in 2004, did I buy 2 pairs of shoes back-to-back which came to AUD450++? And those I extorted my parents' credit card, if you must know.
So what did I do in 2005? Oh yea extorsion again - this time my target got definitely bewildered. I got myself a new Toshiba laptop, which is now deteriorating in form & shape (Dad & Mum simultaneously: access denied; which is why they haven't sent my a new credit card yet, as the day draws closer).
Just last year as I was starting to make some money working part-time, I decided to pamper myself with goodies again! So there so a few hundred bucks to a new pair of Morrissey sunnies and some nice aussieBum undies! I paid for them using the then unearned salary.
All of the above - were all done a couple of months before my real birthday. I'm not surprised that it has become a trend for me. As you know it's April 2 today and the mind starts thinking ahead, from which nothing good can come about.
You know - there's always a nice new cardigan from Calibre which I have had my eyes on since last year; and then there's a new pair of track pants from my beloved aB and a few newly designed undies - my dear ex housemates surely knew how much I loved my undies; what else? I could always appreciate a MX5, in fact any Mazda will do thank you very much; a new jacket from Calibre wouldn't hurt right? In fact it'd keep me so w-a-r-m in winter. In addition, a scarf is inevitable for the coming winter ey? That pink Paul Smith scarf is screaming furiously at me that it would rather sit around my neck than on the shelf.
But I'm going to be a good boy (so not true!) that I'll adhere to my budget religiously and only give in to those desires until the return of the tax-returns. Or I can always think of just another excuse to find myself coming out of the stores with a bag or two. How about doing that after my CT8 exam? What a great way to spend my Friday afternoon yea?
At the end of the day, I'm afraid I'll shove my own words up my @r$e so fast, that I won't even feel sorry for. I'm a slave for myself!
In the past few years I used my birthday as an excuse to buy myself something. Sometimes, others, to buy me something. I think back in 2003 I bought my first pair of expensive & branded sunnies from Oakley. And in 2004, did I buy 2 pairs of shoes back-to-back which came to AUD450++? And those I extorted my parents' credit card, if you must know.
So what did I do in 2005? Oh yea extorsion again - this time my target got definitely bewildered. I got myself a new Toshiba laptop, which is now deteriorating in form & shape (Dad & Mum simultaneously: access denied; which is why they haven't sent my a new credit card yet, as the day draws closer).
Just last year as I was starting to make some money working part-time, I decided to pamper myself with goodies again! So there so a few hundred bucks to a new pair of Morrissey sunnies and some nice aussieBum undies! I paid for them using the then unearned salary.
All of the above - were all done a couple of months before my real birthday. I'm not surprised that it has become a trend for me. As you know it's April 2 today and the mind starts thinking ahead, from which nothing good can come about.
You know - there's always a nice new cardigan from Calibre which I have had my eyes on since last year; and then there's a new pair of track pants from my beloved aB and a few newly designed undies - my dear ex housemates surely knew how much I loved my undies; what else? I could always appreciate a MX5, in fact any Mazda will do thank you very much; a new jacket from Calibre wouldn't hurt right? In fact it'd keep me so w-a-r-m in winter. In addition, a scarf is inevitable for the coming winter ey? That pink Paul Smith scarf is screaming furiously at me that it would rather sit around my neck than on the shelf.
But I'm going to be a good boy (so not true!) that I'll adhere to my budget religiously and only give in to those desires until the return of the tax-returns. Or I can always think of just another excuse to find myself coming out of the stores with a bag or two. How about doing that after my CT8 exam? What a great way to spend my Friday afternoon yea?
At the end of the day, I'm afraid I'll shove my own words up my @r$e so fast, that I won't even feel sorry for. I'm a slave for myself!
Sunday, April 01, 2007
Pent-up
Been meaning to write about this for a long time but just have forgotten! So S-M-O-K-E-R-S achtung!! Basically I not only hate smokers - I actually hope that they'd all be drowned in their own filth!
I dunno what kinda stupid government actually says that it's OK to smoke in open air. Ain't that just dumb? We all breathe the open air. And by breathe, it means sucking in all the filth which smokers exhale. And it seems quite useless and naive for the Victorian Gov to say that - it's OK if you don't smoke under some shades at a train/tram/bus stop. Obviously they missed a science class where they were supposed to be taught that air actually moves!
I just hope that all smokers are required to pay, not by just increased prices of cigarettes, but to all non-smokers too! And by pay, it's not to the Gov but into my bank account. I ain't get my lungs doing all the filtering for nothing! And to stop people smoking in open spaces outside a building, companies should mandate a smoking lounge for smokers in their offices. Just like smoking lounges at the airport. Sherly said that this had already been done in Indonesia. It's time to step up Australia.
I get so irritated everyday walking in the smoked corridor of DIMA building. And I already got so bold that I frantically fan my face everytime I walk past those polluters. I guess I shouldn't be surprised, but I wish I had taken the picture, by a mom smoking while carrying her child! I got more chill up my spine from that than watching The Ring 2.
Even worse for my friend PJ while she was walking in the same goddamn corridor. A homeless-like smoker was puffing in front of her so she was suffocating in the wake of his pleasure. Therefore she decided to cut past that man. Who knew that sucker actually threw the cigarette at her and called her some nice bitchy names. So much for Australia saying NO to violence against women. That's assault for COL.
Smokers, I don't mind you taking another plot in the ground, but please don't drag my lungs in with you.
I dunno what kinda stupid government actually says that it's OK to smoke in open air. Ain't that just dumb? We all breathe the open air. And by breathe, it means sucking in all the filth which smokers exhale. And it seems quite useless and naive for the Victorian Gov to say that - it's OK if you don't smoke under some shades at a train/tram/bus stop. Obviously they missed a science class where they were supposed to be taught that air actually moves!
I just hope that all smokers are required to pay, not by just increased prices of cigarettes, but to all non-smokers too! And by pay, it's not to the Gov but into my bank account. I ain't get my lungs doing all the filtering for nothing! And to stop people smoking in open spaces outside a building, companies should mandate a smoking lounge for smokers in their offices. Just like smoking lounges at the airport. Sherly said that this had already been done in Indonesia. It's time to step up Australia.
I get so irritated everyday walking in the smoked corridor of DIMA building. And I already got so bold that I frantically fan my face everytime I walk past those polluters. I guess I shouldn't be surprised, but I wish I had taken the picture, by a mom smoking while carrying her child! I got more chill up my spine from that than watching The Ring 2.
Even worse for my friend PJ while she was walking in the same goddamn corridor. A homeless-like smoker was puffing in front of her so she was suffocating in the wake of his pleasure. Therefore she decided to cut past that man. Who knew that sucker actually threw the cigarette at her and called her some nice bitchy names. So much for Australia saying NO to violence against women. That's assault for COL.
Smokers, I don't mind you taking another plot in the ground, but please don't drag my lungs in with you.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Oh it's OUT
Give Anthony Callea a break but I'm actually referring to Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix! Finally the MoM has been revealed. Harry's hair is shorter too! And he's not nekkid. Haha.
And the last piece of JK Rowling's heavenly gift for the muggle - Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Well it's not out yet but the covers of the book are. And for sure the Slytherin locket will play a golden heavy, literally, role in the story.
And where is Harry gonna duel with Voldemort? It looks like some kinda coliseum (in Rome?), no? Rumours are saying that Harry might actually contain/be Voldemort's 7th piece of soul, hence the you-die-or-I-die prediction.
The whole of the muggle world is anticipating for July. Some, quite impatiently. A magical month indeed.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
That's Sherly we are talking about
When I told Sherly that Anthony Callea was gay her responses were as cheeky as she:
1. I hate finding out that most of cute and awesome guys are gays. I WANT ONE FOR ME TOO, TE!!!!! =(
2. This is the only time in my life when I wish I were born as a man. =P Really Sherly? You would wanna become a man for Anthony? I'm sure he'd be flattered.
You're the best Sherly!! And I hope your bf doesn't think any differently of you tonight. Hahaha
1. I hate finding out that most of cute and awesome guys are gays. I WANT ONE FOR ME TOO, TE!!!!! =(
2. This is the only time in my life when I wish I were born as a man. =P Really Sherly? You would wanna become a man for Anthony? I'm sure he'd be flattered.
You're the best Sherly!! And I hope your bf doesn't think any differently of you tonight. Hahaha
Monday, March 26, 2007
It's hard to say
I was torn apart tonight. Mom mentioned something that I had been dreading to hear. A confession which I would rather be lied to, at her cost.
Tonight, I chose to sleep on it.
Tomorrow night, I will think about how would the situations be on both sides of the scales, again.
And I feel that the same answer will tear her apart, again.
Tonight, I chose to sleep on it.
Tomorrow night, I will think about how would the situations be on both sides of the scales, again.
And I feel that the same answer will tear her apart, again.
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