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Singapore Idol – Wildcard Episode

Latest Update: This time round, the judge would pick 2 contestants for the next round while people’s votes would save 2 more contestants. Turned out that the judges picked Gayle (wasted all my votes!) and the people picked Jay. There are two more but not worth mentioning at the moment.

Last night, I landed 3 votes to Gayles and 2 votes to Jay. This morning, I pumped another 2 votes to Gayles just in case. As of today, 15 votes have been submited (S$9 damage so far).

On my way back home, the radio was playing Lindsay Lohan’s “Confession Of A Broken Heart”. Avoid at all cost. The lyrics and the terrible melody of “Daughter to Father … I Love You” still rang inside my head right now. Very agonising.

Now, back to the Singapore Idol, happy that the judges picked Gayle and Jay into the Wildcard episode of 7 resurrected contestants. I knew Jay has potential and he did shine. I sense that Gayle may have had a flu and did not perform well. Gayle sort of reminded me of Katherine Mcphee, one of the American Idol contestants. Gayle tends to crack under pressure I guess but she has the X-factor.

Well, time to send tons of SMS’s to save someone’s music career.

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Fragments of My Dreams

So I Folded A Boy’s Head

(During my 3 hours of sleep after watching the controversial football match of Holland versus Portugal, I had a nightmare. I can’t decipher the dream at all. Can you? Note: The picture on the left was drawn by me.)
In my house that seemed a bit dark and rundown, I have a large family gathering. The old and the young all appeared to have a great time full of laughters and joy. Was it a festive event or a celebration of someone’s birthday? I have no idea. All of a sudden, the unthinkable happened.

The neck of a young boy chipped off like a piece of old wooden furniture and felt onto the ground together with his head. Suddenly, everyone was screaming and yelling. We all agreed that calling an ambulance may take too long so I took up the piece of the neck and the head and headed to the hospital.

Stepped outside my house, I met my colleagues and explained to them the dire situation. Carefully, I folded the head twice into a flat piece of shall I say “thing” and placed the head and the neck into my briefcase. Off I went as I have a client meeting to attend to as well.

My colleagues and I met my boss at some random location inside a sheltered bridge and I explained to her why we needed to rush to our client site as soon as possible. We were lost for a while and when we found our destinations, the hospital was on the third floor while the business meeting was on the fourth floor. So I asked them to go ahead while I made a detour to the hospital.

Once I reached the hospital – sort of a bit rundown as well, I grabbed a nurse and explained the emergency to her. She asked me to show her the boy’s head and so I took this flat piece of “thing” out and unfolded it back into the shape of a head. She gasped and asked me where the rest of the body was. I told her that I have left it at home. The nurse then paged for the doctor and together with the boy’s head and the piece of neck, they disappeared.

I climbed the stairs and joined my colleagues. In the center of a large room, there was a live recording of an executive interview. Apparently, our business meeting was inside one of the rooms. We took the time and watched the interview for a long while before heading into the meeting room. After what seemed to be a lapse of memory, we emerged out of the meeting room and took the chance to chat with the celebrities who have just finished the interview. My colleagues left the building but I did not.

I headed one stair down and entered the hospital that had quite a crowd inside the waiting area. I asked for the nurse again and she led me to the doctor. The doctor asked me where the body was and I gave the same reply as I did to the nurse. He took me into a lab and showed me the head that was now opened into two halves. I was starring at the layer of white and slimy gel-like matter and the doctor told me that even if he could cure the boy, the boy would suffer 75 percent brain damage.

Grievingly, I agreed with the doctor and someone has to carry the bad news home. At the entrance of the hospital, the nurse stopped me and told me that a police investigation was now underwent and I was one of the suspects.

I knew I needed to runaway. I knew I needed to deal with the body at home. I knew the police would be all over me. I wish I knew what to do next.

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Diary

An Inspiration to My Sis?! Wow …

My little sister Lora

Wow … I am an inspiration to my little sis (been reading her site)? Well, I really don’t think I write well. Just some random dumping of my thoughts and ideas. I really think that my sister should write a book on Christianity (yes, she submits articles to her Christian church’s publication).

Lora, da dudette and my little sis, I am proud of you and keep up the good work in your website!.

PS. Her website can be reached from one of the links on the left: Lora’s Blog.

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I See I Write

Singapore Idol – All Gals (Part 2)

Well, all girls part 2 is a disappointment. There are no eye candies and definitely no hotties. In the land of the blind, one eye is queen. Meryl chose to sing Christina Aguilera’s I Turn To You. Honestly speaking, I found her off key a bit annoying. But seems that all 4 judges love her and she is definitely the queen in the land of the blind. So, 2 votes she will get from me.

In my opinion, Mathilda has the greatest voice – very much soulful. However, her look doesn’t really cut it. 1 vote it is.

Charmaine is interesting. She took on Stacy Orrico’s Stuck and I thought her stage present was there. Her singing could be a bit blend but hey, she has my 1 vote too.

So, here we are … 1 Chinese, 1 Indian, and 1 Malay. Fair play.

Latest Update: Mathilda voted into the competition and 3 of other contestants who I have voted but did not qualitied got picked into the Wildcard Round of 12 (Meryl and Gayle).

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I See I Write

Random Encounters in the Period of WC Fever

Rejoice! Our electronic signboard with real-time display of estimated time of reaching the destinations is once again in operation (3 years?). If I remember correctly, it was too expensive to operate then. I wonder what changes today. I personally miss those signboards a lot. How accurate is that today? Well, I did several observations and they were accurate up to 1 minute with my madman driving skill – I still miss the target by a minute though. Sigh.

I do not play football, cannot tell who has fouled in the game, and neither do I gamble on results. Many friends of mine told me that they have not watched many matches. I replied to them that I have not missed many matches. In fact, I glue to the TV from 9pm to 5am each and every day. And thanks to Maxim, the magazine, I have this big piece of poster that I can stick onto the wall and update the results as World Cup progresses.

6777 3777 is a number that I shall remember from now on besides 43657 (IDOLS, duh! For SMS voting …). I am sick of ordering pizzas every time. It is expensive and I can never finish them in one go. McDonald’s delivery service is awesome and it is my brand new discovery. 6777 3777 that is. As for 43657, well, after another week of boring all-guys performance at the Singapore Idol (seriously, do guy viewers find all-guys performance even interesting to watch?), this coming episode will be all-girls performance (yay!). Except that I don’t really see any eye candies at all from the commercials. Pretty, cute, and young Singaporean gals, where are you all?!

It is because of The Omen that I have missed first half of Argentina’s match on Friday. So I have missed the first 3 goals. But I got to see the next 3 goals on the second half. How cool is that?! USA versus Italy was all blood and gory. I am sure the American viewers would love it. If you visit USA and watch their local news for just one day, you will know what I mean.

Back to The Omen – the supposed horror film that to me, it is more of a thriller – I sort of thought that the storyline is familiar. Turned out that The Omen is a remake of the 1976 classic and it has four parts to it. I wonder if they will continue remaking all.

Some of you have already known my “passion” towards ants. If you wish to buy some ant baits, don’t get Baygon. I made that mistake couple of years ago and I have just made it again. First, the baits draw the entire population of ants out of their nets and kill them all on the spot there and then. I took some pictures but they are just too gory to be displayed on my site. Second, the baits don’t work on all type of ants – specifically the fast moving ones. Buy the other brand instead (off hand, I forgot). The proper way to kill them is to let them take the baits into their nest so that I don’t need to clear all the “corpses”.

The American Idol Taylor Hicks’s single is out with his first song Do I Make You Proud. No dude, you make me sad, you make me angry, you make me want to burn all the shops that carry your single. Katherine should have been the Idol, Elliot should have been the Idol, even Chris should have been the Idol.

Oh well, time for the first match … and don’t forget, 6777 3777.

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Diary

My buddy Benny … Cat on the Bonnet

This is Benny!  (and he is available!)

Though Benny lives just with jogging (read: not walking) distance from me, we hardly see each other. Anyway, he belongs to my list of good-friends-whom-you-see-once-in-a-year category. This time round, I took him to have ice-cream. I swear as I listen to his experience in his full time trading, I so want to write a book for the notice and layman like myself.

I did not know that we have a cat in our condo that likes to rest on car’s bonnets. I wonder if she does the same to my car as I have seen her for a couple of days. The cat must be from the land properties behind our condo.

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I See I Write

Singapore Idol – All Gals (Part 1)

After watching the painful All Boys (Part 1) last week – too many whom cannot sing AND don’t look good – the girls I thought are better both in looks department as well as … perhaps, in singing department.

For those overseas readers, the Singapore Idols website is … not surprisingly http://www.SingaporeIdol.com.

Last week’s result was no brainer. This week I have finally got to place my very first Idols vote through SMS (60 cents per SMS mind you). Jasmine sang the best and also looks decent, so she has my first vote. Between Gayle and Milly, one is better in the singing department (I do like Gayle’s voice) and the other can easily look the best in the competition so far (her eyes were so watery!). Undecided. I have casted 1 vote each. Then I thought, what the hack, I cast 1 extra vote to Jasmine just so show my support.

Now, that is S$2.40 for round 1.

Latest Update: Alright. The result is in. The girl whom I have invested 2 votes has made it (Jasmine that is). Sort of very disappointed that Gayle doesn’t make it. Instead, Rahimah – the one who has no look and can’t sing (can’t reach the high notes) – made it. Being the only Malay contestant in that round, I have predicted that she would make it. Still, I don’t like the result. At least not all of it.

After watching the painful All Boys (Part 1) last week – too many whom cannot sing AND don’t look good – the girls I thought are better both in looks department as well as … perhaps, in singing department.

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Ayer Rajah + I Need Petrol

My good old friend Mark

My good buddie – provider of this website – Mark is back from his long long honeymoon. So I called him up for lunch and guess what? He is back to his old client at Ayer Rajah! Well, I used to meet Mark like at times once a week at Ayer Rajah like a year ago when I was still driving with my old car. Lots of old memories have gone through my mind and I am glad to walk the memory lane.

Oops ... petrol's running out!

When I saw the entire fuel indicator went literally empty when I was in a jam at CTE, I was worried. I turned off my aircon and stereo and prayed that I made it to the petrol station.

Yes!  I made it!

Phew! I made it and my car took in 47.5 litre of petrol (note: my petrol tank is a 50 litre tank).

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Diary

Absolut Peach!

Cynthia got me the new favour Absolut Apeach. It tasted like any other Absolut Vodka … and always … served chilled right from the freezer.

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Other People's Lives

Someone I Met Who Has Mugenized His White Civic

As I was shopping for the solar panel of my black Civic, I was referred to a salesman in a roadshow who drives a Civic as well (his is white). Instead of selling me the solar panel, we spent like half an hour talking about what modification can be done to Civic and there is an online community that not only discusses about bulk purchase of parts but the members also meet every month to literally share knowledge on what are the hot mods out there. This salesman was so enthusiastic about the car that he took me to Golden Shoe Car Park and showcased all the wonderful things he has done to his car … so far.

As seen from the photos, clockwise from top right-hand corner, (1) a Mugen sticker to the front of the car, (2) all the Mugen stickers underneath the bonnet, (3) a really cool looking rain breaker with some special whirly pattern (you can’t see it but you just have to take my word for it), (4) metal plates for the foot petals (note: manual car), (5) a “Si” sticker instead of the usual “2.0” sticker, and (6) light weighted nuts (he knows exactly how heavy the original nuts are in kg) for the wheels together with the red brakes to go with. What I did not photograph was the boot of the car that revealed 2 powerful amplifier and an extra woofer.

PS. “Mugen” is a famous Honda modification.
PS. Photos taken by my Nokia N80 phone.