Wednesday, August 30, 2006
The Scandal Chronicles: Triangle d’amour
Dick stepped out of the apartment feeling all refreshed. He felt like a jerk, but it was a gratifying experience the previous night. Grinning to himself, he slipped on his shoes and moved towards the lifts, mind still fresh with memories of last night.
Unknown to him, a character by the name of Tommy was peering intently into a pair of field glasses watching his every move. No, Tommy is not a private investigator or a voyeur of any sort. He was, in gutter language, her ‘ex’. Angela had unceremoniously broken up with him precisely two months ago, quoting ‘personality differences’.
This made Tommy an emotional wreck. Day and night, he would be thinking of ways to win back her love. Yes! Angela’s love! Tommy obsessed over Angela much like how Gollum was consumed over the one Ring. Come rain or shine, Tommy would be watching Angela’s every move, stalking her. Every single day, every word she said, every step she took Tommy would be watching her.
The addition of Dick into the scene marred all of Tommy’s plans. Tommy had earlier hoped to win back Angela’s heart without any competition – but Dick had somehow managed to steal Angela from him. Oh well, he had to do something about it.
Dick entered the lift, still grinning from ear-to-ear. One would have thought that he had just won the lottery judging by the elated look on his face. He pressed the button for the ground floor and hummed the all-familiar Ray Peterson tune as the lift went down. He wasn’t particularly fond of the dying part, but to hell with it anyway. Dick was in the nothing-can-stop-me-now kind of mood.
Still humming the tune, Dick stepped out and bumped into a neatly-dressed individual. “Sorry” muttered Dick without even looking at the individual. He stepped left and tried to move ahead. The individual blocked him again. Dick moved two steps to the right and attempted to move in front. The individual’s frame was blocking his path.
Irritated, Dick looked up and saw a grim-faced Tommy staring at him. “Let’s have a chat” said Tommy.
“Asshole, I know that Angela’s your girlfriend now, but damn it, she’s mine. Don’t touch her!” Tommy said, trying to keep his voice calm.
“You have no right to interfere. My name’s Dick, idiot” Dick replied coldly.
The animosity between the two was venomous.
“I’m Tommy, ass. Now, she’s mine. Don’t touch her.” Spat Tommy. He was struggling to withstand his urge to punch Dick.
The testosterone level in the surroundings suddenly rose to a new height.
Dick stood up and pulled Tommy by the collar. “Fu** you.” Dick breathed those words into Tommy’s face.
A fight broke out between the two them. Ah, a fight over a girl. Was Angela worth fighting over?
Dick and Tommy found themselves in a police station giving statements. Both suffered from various cuts and bruises. The officer, Harry, found it amusing to see two people fighting over a girl. “As if she’s the only one in this world” Harry muttered to himself.
Dick and Tommy, in the presence of Harry, shook hands and said that they forgave each other. Of course, even a pre-school child could tell that they were lying, but Harry couldn’t wait to finish his copy of Macbeth.
Harry, inspired by the many Chinese drama serials, told them to “compete against each other fairly for her heart”. Chuckling, he then let the pair off and returned to the scene where the weird female character was screaming about blood on her hands.
The two of them did not give up their epic battle for a place in Angela’s heart. They left the police station in and gave one another one last glare, which seemed to stretch for an age, and walked off coolly in opposite directions, just like in those old cowboy movies, alas, there was no shootout in El Dorado. However, they were still headed for the same place – Angela’s home.
They arrived at the same time. Angela was about to leave.
The pair ran towards her in tandem. “ANGELA! I LOVE YOU! I’LL STEAL THE SUN FROM THE SKY FOR YOU!” Dick hollered.
“NO! I LOVE YOU MORE! WHEN YOU BREATHE I WANT TO BE THE AIR FOR YOU!” Tommy fired back.
Angela was shell-shocked. There were two guys running at her, and she had a romantic relationship with both of them. Truth to be told, she was torn between the two. Tommy, the man she loved, but felt so outcasted whenever she was with him. It was like he was in a world of his own whenever she tried talking to him. Dick, she knew he was not the one and only, but she felt so happy just being with him.
She did not know what to do, and thus did the next best thing – run.
But heels weren’t made for running.
Sunday, August 27, 2006
| You Are a Centaur |
 In general, you are a very cautious and reserved person.However, you are also warm hearted, and you enjoy helping others in practical ways.You are a great teacher, and you are really good at helping people get their lives in order.You are very intuitive, and you go with your gut. You make good decisions easily. |
What Mythological Creature Are You?
i'll blog about OBS later. Too lazy nowwee. (:
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Today was just effed up. One of those days la. yup.
On another note, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to eadelinIDDIE and HER MUM. (: yes yes.
Then the child turns and asks, "When will he wake up?"
"Why don't you wake him?" the voice suggested.
The child replies "But I'm just a child,"
Monday, August 07, 2006
a pretty much average day, save for C Div's match against ACSI.
the score was 34-3 when i left. so i guess it wasn't too much of a thrashing.
the guys played really well today, fought mightily with heart and soul.
very surprising to me.
they exceed my expectations.
i remember before season began, they coun'dn't even score a try on their own! so much improvement.
AC wasn't looking as formidable as they normally would, i dare say they were unsettled and lacked that confidence. even their usual swagger wasn't there. especially their kicker.
Tim was fantastic today. his my man of the match.
wonderful try-saving tackles.
sublime passing and fluid kicking,even under pressure.
he even managed an interception! ahah. yea man.
tomorrow will be a good half day.
what with football and free lunch.
bridge and maybe pool.
((:
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Looks like Idolmania is here man. Whoo. TagRush.
Tag replies -->
Edwin:
You're spot on man. Their hearing system koyak man. Nice, so-so, not nice, all also anyhow vote. A screwed up idol for screwed up singaporeans. NYAH NYAH.
Daniel:
Perhaps. But there are worse singers. Yea man, Go Jon Leong! Whoo! Mathilda and Jonathan? Exactly my sentiments. Mr. Gomez arh, like Ken said, go act or host la. Nice face. The same cannot be said for the vocals.
Eugene:
You say the darnest things! But you know what? There're true! Put something cute on stage, people sure vote one! Even if it's just cute with nothing else to offer. We should go send a giraffe or piglets up there man. Sure win big. X)
Olga:
Look who's talking. heh.
Zhenhe:
I agree. You need to command tht admiration to garner votes. Especially from unworldly teenagers with keypad- ready fingers which operate without process from the brain. haha.
Jeremy:
Go change lor. Your skin so emo. Must be bright and cheery like mine! HAHAHA.
Glen:
Nurul is so-so la. Sometimes good, Sometimes just pass. Forgettable. Need to be rocker meh? Jon rocks la. Mathilda is great too. They just need MORE votes. It's a dog eat dog world, if you're not prepared to shit on people, they sure are more than ready to shit on you. Jasmine and Joakim? Read: Tyko people who exercise the cutie-factor. Other than that, nothing much. But yes, they are cute. Paul, aiya, go fly kite la. hair so long. Look like some ghost at night. eeyer. I agree on Rahimah. Her 'Unwritten' sounded wrong. Like kena constipated. She had to take breath after breath, trying to turn it into some rock song. bleahh. Doesn't sound like the original at all.
Charm:
Yes he is. But so is Eugene's dog. HAHHA. Wrong competition for him. He's nice, But he cannot win. Hmm? ((:
Yup that's all. I'll just add that the touching base wasn't as effective as it should have been. Could be so much better.
It's the start of something new. Yes, yes. ((:
Friday, August 04, 2006
he's such a
MEANIE.
Singapore doesn't know how to vote. Damn gay la. Jay got knocked out of Singapore Idol yesterday. And I think that's really poor judgement by the sms-happy voters out there. I mean wth. Take someone like Jasmine. Or Twohill. Or the Gomez guy with the airy voice? Not the people who sing well!
Group one was the safe group? HAHAHA. Oh man. Did you see Nurul's face after Gurmit revealed?
She was like "Group 1? Us?"
-look of disbelief-
I bet the other idols were too.
Along with the rest of the folks at home. It's incredible. really.
Group 2 was the one with all the talented singers.
Jonathan, Mathilda, Hady, Jay.
and they got the lowest number of votes?
Singapore must be deluded man.
Either that or damn bloody dumb.
Jay's exit was definitely premature. His time wasn't up.
I personally feel that his singing on Wed was one of the better ones.
Even if he did stray from his usual style. So what?
This competition is losing its focus man. Wrong direction. wrong wrong way.
Thursday, August 03, 2006
| Your Stress Level is: 39% |
 You are slightly prone to stress, but generally you keep it under control.You know how to relax and take things as they come, even when your worlds seems to be falling apart.Occasionally, you do let yourself get stressed out, but you snap out of it pretty quickly. |
| Your Eyes Should Be Brown |
 Your eyes reflect: Depth and wisdom
What's hidden behind your eyes: A tender heart |
What Color Should Your Eyes Be?
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
I'm so freakin' pissed.
I slept at 3am this morning and didn't even have a proper rest.
What with the Loci shit and Chinese tests. BLAHHH. :(
I am truly disappointed with Joseph and Sam.
Joseph, you bluffed me. Say dunno what if I join your team you will go and work hard.
Empty promises. Contribute huh?
Sam, stop slacking la. National team also must study one ok!
Bloody hell man Joseph. You know I wasn't in class on Friday right? So I wouldn't know a single thing Miss Lim said about the Loci. What with drawing your own map and storyline and all. But YOU knew. so why didn't you make use of Friday and Saturday to do something about it? You didn't even tell me the instructions clearly. How did you expect me to do it? Especially without the paper?
Then come Sunday, you pass the damn paper to me as if it was expected of me to finish the assignment. I feel used. I didn't even completely understand what was to be done! On monday, you came to me asking " So, done already or not?", wth. Of course not. I couldn't be bothered really. You couldn't care less, why should I do it for you. Let you take all the credit for 100% of my own work. Which I spent 5 hours on? No way.
But I had to. It is counted for TA. And it would be unlike me to not complete work. It was my responsibility I suppose. Much as I would have liked to let you guys fail for not contributing, I'm too perfectionistic for that. It'll stain my record. You wanna count that wasted afternoon as your contribution? It didn't play a single part in the final product, if you didn't know.
By the way my dear friend, I had 2 chinese tests for the next day. So it was 230am when I finished with Loci, and then Chinese. A big test. TA inclusive. And I slept at what? 3 plus am? Shame. I can't help but get more livid when I imagine you getting into bed at 10plus pm, sleeping soundly while I slog and squeeze what little brainpower left into OUR project. HAHA. How ironic. I even had nightmares of me struggling to finish the ubd and studing chinese in the same night.
I hope you're happy now.
I can guarantee that OUR ubd is top grade.(YOU HAVEN'T EVEN SEEN IT.)
But you can forget about having me in your group again.
I'm pissed.