Monday, 28 December 2009

Who's Made it Big?!

Ahh! See who's made it big over in France!




The Queen and Joyyodda's Album, "Just the 2 of Us" has made it so big that star celebrity Paris Hilton was invited to promote their music. This is indeed a breakthrough for the two who have come a long way from a small town all the way in tiny Singapore. Hard work and perseverance has finally paid off for the duo as they finally broke out of the limits of Singapore's music industry and decided to try their luck in France.

Congratulations to them and rumour has it that Paris is going to donate the album to a correction facility where they punish criminals through hard-to-stomach music.




credits: photofunia

Sunday, 20 December 2009

How to help?

How to help someone you know for a long time (but have been distanced after a period) when he/she has been struggling with a particular problem for almost a year?

You don't think you can do anything to help relieve their pain. Even if you try, you won't know whether or not it's helping. So how do we "help" then? So that's the frustrating bit. Then again, because you have not been in contact for a while now, you think you can just leave him/her to their own device. Tsk, but that's not what friends are for right.

SO HOW. How do we HELP.

H-E-L-P.

I'm sure everyone has been in this position once before. How did you guys manage to get through that and help?

Terrifying Sight

So far, the transition from my house in Woodlands to Yishun has been alright. It won't be exactly the same of course, but the occasional bugs/beetles/lizards can be dealt with. (OK not so much the lizards, as long as they don't make their home in my room I'm fine with that.)

Recently though, I've been catching glimpses of these little critters around in my room.

Terrible lizards. Can't stand those beady eyes, webbed feet and their disposable tails. It's frigging disgusting. There is this gap between the wall and my closet right in front of my desk, and during the day, I catch glimpses of "things" moving around inside. They're too fast for me to catch a second look but I know these irritants are probably building a darn nest behind that closet. I can't imagine how I'm going to do my spring cleaning during chinese new year. I think I'm going to buy a few canister of insecticide and just start spamming it all through that crack. (Neighbours probably think that I'm fogging my room, with all that gas going out through the window.) EH, not insecticide, I think I need cyanide.

However, that's not the worst bit. On my way to the toilet just now, I happened to look down at the cup I just drank from a few minutes ago. Lo and behold! There, in that very cup I just drank from, sat the unholy of all unholies, most disgusting of all disgustingness, irritants of all irritants, pukes of all puke...

A lizard.

URGH. Those beady eyes! Hate it! Raised goosebumps on my flesh for a bit. I don't think I'm going to eat ANYTHING on that table anymore. You know how disgusted I felt?! I'm not even sure if it was in there BEFORE I drank from that cup.

What happened to the uber clean house I used to live in!?

Wednesday, 16 December 2009

Mundane

I'm starting to feel the dreariness of life already. Maybe it's just because I'm in NS. I know I know, everyone will just tell me to suck it up. Everyone has to go through it.

I know we do! But I wish I could have been doing more meaningful things! My vocation as store supervisor, while I do try to provide to the best of my abilities, I believe not much people can appreciate what we do. We're probably very much labelled as "expendables" in their eyes. Especially the older people in army. The "enciks." And that's the thing I can't stand about it.

Do this do that! This week, I was asked to do a mountain of work for this dude who's not even in my wing. He called me out of the blue to meet him in the office and BOOM, he throws a pile of shit right on my head.

How nice.

And he DOES have his own store supervisor. Hmm, why me then?

Meaningful things, what I meant by it is that I wish I could do something that will allow me to achieve something useful at the end of the day. I don't get anything out of this! Actually sometimes I wish I wasn't a medically unfit person in the army. At least I would stay fit should I be posted as someone undergoing physical training.

How about even a medic! Why not. That's something meaningful. Even a driver! At least they get a license outside once they're done with army. Gosh. Ok I don't want to sound like I'm complaining, but I really just wish people would appreciate what I do more. And really, a little encouragement can go a very long way.




They should know that.

Sunday, 13 December 2009

Cute Boy Pawnzxzx All

'Nuff said, this boy > All of us.

Sunday, 6 December 2009

Bedtime Stories

I was going through all my files and folders from my past years in secondary school when I came across the story of "Rapunzel" that I modified with the help of my friend's sister.

"RAPunzel"

There was once a couple who had wished for a child, but alas, they were granted none. They lived in a shabby little house, behind which a splendid garden could be seen. It was filled with the most beautiful flowers and herbs. However, it was surrounded by a high wall. the garden belonged to an enchantress, who was powerful and feared by many.

One day the wife was looking out the window into the garden and a bed of fresh green Rapunzel and had a sudden desire for it. This desire increased as days go by and she began to grow pale and weary. Her worried husband asked her what was wrong. She told of her craving for the herb and told him she would die if she cannot have it.

Her husband decided to take the rish and go steal some Rapunzel for his dying wife. At twligiht, he clambered dwon over the wall into the garden of the enchantress, hastily clutched a handful and was about to leave when he saw the enchantress standing before him.

"How can you dare," said she with an angry look, "descend into my garden and steal my herbs? You shall suffer for it."

The husband explained that he had to do it out of necessity if not his wife will die. Then the enchantress allowed her anger to soften, and said to him, "If the case be as you say it is, I will allow you to take away with you as much Rapunzel as you want, only on one condition. You must give me the child which your wife will bring to this world."

The man in his terror consented to everything, and when the woman was brought to bed, the enchantress appeared at once, gave the child the name of Rapunzel, and took it away with her.

Rapunzel grew into the most beautiful child under the sun. As demure as she was, she was highly energetic and loves singing. When she was twelve years old, the enchantress shut her into a tower, only accessible via a secret stairway which only Rapunzel's voice can reveal. When the enchantress wanted to go in, she placed herself beneath it and cried,

"Rapunzel, Rapunzel! Sing for the stairs!"

Rapunzel parted her lips and a melodious song magically moved the rock slab which then revealed a long flight of steps up the tower.

After a year or two, it came to pass that the king's son rode through the forest and passed by the tower. Then he heard a song, which was so charming that he stood still and listened. This was Rapunzel, who in her solitude passed her time in letting her sweet voice resound. The king's son wanted to climb up to her, and looked for the door of the tower, but none was to bfound. He rode home, but the singing had so deeply touched his hear, that every day he went out to the forest and listened to it. Once when he was thus standing behind a tree, he saw that an enchantress came there, and he heard how she cried,

"Rapunzel, Rapunzel! Sing for the stairs!"

Then Rapunzel began signing, much more melodiously than the king's son had ever heard. He saw the secret stairway open and decided to try his luck the next day. The following morning, he went to the tower and cried,

"Rapunzel, Rapunzel! Sing for the stairs!"

She began singing and revealed the stairway. The king's son then climbed up. At first Rapunzel was terribly frightened when a man, such as her eyes had never yet beheld, came to her. But the king's son began to talk to her quite like a friend, and told her that his heart had been so stirred that it had let him have no rest, and he had b een forced to see her. Then Rapunzel lost her fear, and when he asked if she would take him for her husband, and she saw that he was young and handsome, she thought, he will love me more than the enchantress does. And she said yes, and laid her hand in his.

Rapunzel confronted the enchantress and told her she wanted to go away with the king's son. Of course, the enchantress knew about it since she has much power and was admiring the king's son's looks. the enchantress used this opportunity to be angered by Rapunzel's sudden decision to leave and for allowing the king's son to go up the tower. she used her magic to trap Rapunzel's melodious voice inside herself and instead gave Rapunzel now a rough, low and monotonous voice. the enchantress than chased her away, far from the tower.

On the same day that she cast our Rapunzel, however, the enchantress sat by the window on top of the tower, and when the king's son came and cried,

"Rapunzel, Rapunzel! Sing for the stairs!"

As the enchantress sang, the king's son ascended the hidden stairs and instead of finding his dearest Rapunzel, he found the enchantress, who gazed at him with wicked and venomous looks.

However, the enchantress usd magic to bewitch the poor king's son to believe that she was Rapunzel. Blinded by witchcraft and magic, the king's son embraced the enchantress and kissed her. On that very evening, they exchanged vows. the enchantress was joyfully delighted to have finally found a companion for life, while Rapunzel had to suffer in the woods, alone, unable to sing to anyone. However, with her new voice, she decided to improvise and soon, in her boredom, wrote lyrics and rapped in the woods, hoping that someday, someone would hear her and appreciate her voice.

Friday, 4 December 2009

Where is everybody?

It's been a long time since I posted something huh.

Really isn't anything else to post actually.

I feel kinda empty these past few weeks. It feels like there's nothing to look forward to. Or nothing big or great. It's only those small things that keeps me sustained, but even that's not enough. Not very sure what I'm rambling on about but I think I kind of lonely.

Sure, there are colleagues/friends in camp, but somehow for me, it's different from making friends in school or outside. I feel that at the very most, majority of our conversation only revolves around work-related topics. And that's makes it a... Superficial relationship? Which is quite depressing, and what with the "dog-eat-dog" working world out there, you'll never know who's going to stab you in the back or start shovelling their shit at you. It's only going to start making things worse. ESPECIALLY so with my family in France.

:/ I miss them. (Urgh, sounds so cheesy coming from me.)

But it is the truth!

So everyone has gone their way, some poly, some working... Hard to imagine that all of us used to be in the very same class for years and had such fun together. Now, I don't even know what they're doing or where they are any more.

Such a gloom and doom atmosphere I have created! I think I need to borrow more self-help books.

I really need to get a life! Find something out there which I can occupy myself with. A long term project or something! The question is... What? Think think! It must be feasible!

Anyway, Christmas and Chinese New Year is coming! That's something to look forward to I suppose. Things'll start getting merrier that's for sure.

Bah, stuff this.




Where is everybody?