Monday, December 10, 2007
Sunday, December 09, 2007
Birthday Musings
Sometimes a girl just needs a hopeless romantic. It's my secret girly dream to marry Nick Carter. I don't care that you think he's fat, or he's dumb or he has dated Paris Hilton. Nothing matters as long as he would walk a thousand miles to me. Every girl needs a a man who would venture into unknown realms just to retrieve a fallen star for her. :)
Damn. My favourite track in the album is jumping. I think I overplayed it.
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It's been pouring cats and dogs and mice for days. And I love it. I can stare out of the window all day and muse about the world. I fantasise about jumping into the puddles while holding my frilly umbrella and singing in the rain.
Just not in my precious new shoes. Which unfortunately got soaked today.
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Was watching the Golden Horse Awards, the performance segment where an orchestra played the sound tracks of some popular films. And I pointed out to Baby, Hey do you recognise this? It's from the God of Gamblers!
She shrugged and remarked, I don't know. It's from your generation.
Am I old enough to belong to a generation of my own already??
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I confess. I'm secretly in love with Stephen Chow's films. I used to hate them cos I thought they were stupid. But I realise sometimes you just need to laugh yourself silly. There's no need to be so high and mighty all the time.
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Friday kickstarted the birthday celebrations. From boogie-ing at Butter, dining as posh Oosh, feasting on seafood, meeting the girls to romancing at Clarke Quay.
Only problem is there's a pimple on the underside of my eyelid, making it impossible for me to open my eye to its maximum size. And it's rather uncomfortable to close it too. How to take pretty pictures with a swollen eye??
Friday, December 07, 2007
Winter Wonderland
P/s If ever you were to part time as entertainers like the ladies in the middle, please make way for your guests. Your role is to make your guests feel/look/sound good, not to be the center of attention (like those above).