Friday, August 30, 2002

I have been such an absolute slacker. Skipped squash training on Tuesday, didn't go for dance practise when my partner called for a practise session, skipped the Sept dance show's practise, didn't finish much at work today. Did manage to get the thing that was driving me nuts last night to work this morning though, so I did accomplish something. What else did I slack off? Hmmm ... my adequacy article which I've skipped for months and months. My blog.

Well, about the blog, there really isn't much to blog about when all you do it oh so routine. Especially when it's mostly work, work, work. Can't really just post up "Worked!" and be done can I? Rather just skip the whole posting if it was just that. Plus, I might pity myself should I read those later in life ... of how boring I was (I hope it's gonna be an 'I was' instead of a 'I still am') *fingers crossed*

Oh yes, finally talked to Brian over the phone. Brian's a guy I first chatted with back in 96, if I'm not mistaken. We're been emailing each other occasionally (occasionally cause it sometimes takes me weeks or even months before I actually replies his emails) over the past few years and he called on Monday. He sounds like a nice person. Well, even know we've 'known' each other for such a long time. I must say I still have no idea what sort of person he is. I guess, emails are just not effective enough in trying to get to know a person. Face-to-face meets are still more effective. My opinion anyways. I mean, I think my virtual persona is a tinge different from my real life's. Can't help it, the idea of the other party living far far away with an extreme chance that the two will ever meet kinda makes it somewhat easier to blurt out things that you might not have had you met them in real life. Is it just me? Maybe but that's me. *shrugs*

Tuesday, August 27, 2002

Monday, August 26, 2002

o sole mio ...

Well, nobody sang that but when there was only one, a single, uno, male singer competing in the classical category, did I really expect to hear that? Of course not. And I didn't. All the songs were great. From the solos from the classical category and the contemporary category to the songs sung by the groups. Some sung very well and some ... not so well. I wouldn't say they were horrible, who am I to critise when I don't have the guts to enter it myself? :)

Have to say that I didn't agree with the end result of the competition. Especially in the classical category. I totally do not agree that Gan Lisan, the second place winner should even get a place. She wasn't bad but she just wasn't good. The song she sang, 'Art is calling for you', is so unsuitable for her. The song's character is suppose to be for a diva and she was so not diva! Hello! She looked bewildered more likely than diva looking and her movements were limitted to to palms cupped low and sometimes the left hand would separate and move towards the side. ??? Anyway, didn't think the guy who won top placing should have won first as well. He was good. I personnally would have given him the third placing and the first placing going to either Evelyn (who got third) or Janet, someone who the judges totally dismissed to be replaced with the oh-so-lacking-in-stage presense Lisan. Yes. I'm being mean again. :P

I'm quite happy with the result of the contemporary section. Kathleen who won top prize was excellent. Didn't manage to watch her second piece though cause I was busy bringing the next contestant backstage to prepare. Heard she was having lots of fun flirting with the judges. :) Good onya, Kath!

The group section was okay with two of the groups lead by a member of the phil winning 1st and 2nd. Not sure if I agree with the third placing - Fancy Poultry (what a name!). Heard their first piece entitled 'Cailin Og' which ended as soon as it started. Yes, it was that short. Plus I couldn't hear what they were singing. It sounded really odd. Their second song must have been their saving grace cause I heard that they did very well for that. So, I guess, it's okay that they got third then.

On the production and organisation side, Cris really missed out on some things. Firstly, we needed tickets so that we can identify who's paid and who hasn't. I suggested that they use the society's stamp as a substitute since we don't really have any other choice but to prevent people who've paid from going out of the hall. Of course, since I've suggested it, I had the 'honour' of stamping everyone with the society's stamp which read 'Property of the Philharmonic Society of Selangor'. Yups, everyone belonged to us for the entire 4 hours of the competition. :)

Secondly, Cris wanted the contestants to come in from backstage. Fine ... but, she didn't tell the contestants about it. Told her to announce it after the first contestant went finished but for some reason, she just doesn't want to. Not that she forgot cause I was there jumping and telling her to announce it but she just didn't want to do it. I still don't know why. So, I told her that I'll take the contestants backstage. Left the task of stamping people to Susan who was in charge of collecting entrance fee and began the escort service.

A very good turnout for a first competition, I think. Maybe we'll do it again next year and maybe in another hall cause this one was quite small and warm ... someone increased the temperature to 26 degrees celcius. That's warm for a small hall with lots of people.

Thursday, August 22, 2002

Bought the whole set of Sex and the City. Seasons 1, 2 and 3. 4 and 5's not out yet which is why I didn't buy them. The whole thing cost me RM57. The VCD lady gave me a RM2 discount. Quality of the VCD's pretty good except they come with subtitles. I don't like subtitle if I actually understand the language. Plus this one wasn't really subtitles but more like the script. It was whatever they were saying. Why's that there? Are they afraid that we wouldn't understand the accent? Odd.

Tuesday, August 20, 2002

Paintball on Sunday was good. Our team won all games but one, the one where they only had to grab one of the two flags. And I think that was about the only time the other team manage to get a flag. The were a bunch of cowards. All hiding behind the barrels and coverings and just plopping their guns out to shoot aimlessly. Which of course, worked to our advantage but it gets boring after awhile.

Especially for my position.

I was covering one of their flag, so that they won't be able to get it. There I was, aiming everywhere near the flag, there's usually someone behind the barrel near that flag but they never tried for it. So, I'd get bored and start shooting the other end of the field. At least that gave me something to do and something to shoot at.

I got shot several times. Once on my gun, on the mask, one each on the left and right calf (I've got bruises!) and once on my stomach. The stomach shot shouldn't be there anyway cause I was at home base to touch it before going out again after being shot. You aren't suppose to shoot at people at the home base or even people who have their arms high up in the air after being shot! Maybe the other team didn't understand the rules. Maybe didn't see due to all their hiding. Maybe they were just a bunch of cheating pussies. Whatever the reason, we still won. :)

Friday, August 16, 2002

Help wanted!

I need a topic to write for my Dateline: Malaysia column in adequacy.net. Haven't submitted a new column for months now; which probably explains why my article is at the bottom of the list. Someone please suggest me something. Anything and everything will be considered.

Thank you.
I need a dictionary just to read moby's blog. The words he uses. Man! How does he know all those words? Does he, like Rory from Gilmore Girls, study the dictionary? Or is it just me and my lack of vocabulary? Maybe I need to try reading the dictionary sometimes.

Anyway, new word learnt from senor moby (for my anyway), is vitriol. In his context, I guess he meant 'bitterly abusive feeling or expression'.

The three stooges here is getting really excited over the paintball game that we're going for this Sunday. They've been planning tacticals and all that. Haha ... so serious. Can't help but laugh at them whenever I hear them talking about it. Somehow they've gotten it into their little heads that I'm super fit and therefore will be one of the runner gunning for the flags. Geez! And here I was just hoping to not get shot just as soon as I the game begins. This should prove to be an interesting Sunday. Ooo! Which reminds me. I need a long sleeved t-shirt for Sunday. I don't have any yet. Must go out for it tomorrow then.

Wednesday, August 14, 2002

what's in a name?

Callista


Your name of Callista creates an intense desire for association with people and new experiences, many of which have been rather bitter. This name has given you a gregarious personality and a quick-thinking, creative, and versatile nature, but one that is unstable emotionally. You desire change and travel and would enjoy opportunities that allowed you to be creative and to act independently, rather than to conform to system and routine. However, this name does not allow you to complete your undertakings, as farther fields always look greener. Although you may appear confident and positive, you actually lack confidence and feel self-conscious at times. This name spoils patience and depth of thought, and weakens your stand in matters of principle. You are too open to suggestion, and thus you could become involved in detrimental associations which could lead you into by-paths of thrill-seeking or emotional indulgence. Any weakness in your health would appear in the fluid functions as kidney, bladder, or circulatory problems. or in a sensitivity affecting your stomach.


wooo ... that's eerie. Sounds a lot like me! Does a name really affect who you turn out to be? Does your name reflect who you are?

Monday, August 12, 2002

the affair of the necklace

I bought this book a few months back and only managed to read it two days ago. I must say that I am quite dissappointed with it. Everything seemed so vague and surface. Character developement is almost at a minimum. I cannot find it in me to feel compassion for the cause of Jeanne de la Motte-Valoise (the protagonist) nor the hate widely corrupt Cardinal Rohan. The story is nice enough but I felt that it should have had more depth. More explanation, more feelings, ... just MORE.

Maybe the movie was better but I have not been able to find it anywhere. None of the pirates here knows the show. Nobody seems to have heard about it. Granted, it is not a blockbuster hit but to not have a single soul that I know hear about this movie/book before is quite remarkable to me. Makes me wonder how I got interested in this book in the first place.

Tuesday, August 06, 2002

new dance project

So, last night I went to the Actor's Studio Academy to meet Michael Voon and to attend the dance practise for the project he's planning. There wasn't any audition or anything. You just go and you're in! I'm quite surprised. I walk into the studio, introduced myself and he handed me a maternity dress asked me to try it on and climb onto Shaun's (one of the dancers there) shoulder. Huh?

Anyway, the session was quite good. Everyone seems to be impressed with my 'technique'. I didn't even know I had 'technique'! I don't remember being taught technique when I was studying ballet, Plus, the last time I did ballet was 10 years ago.

However, the balletic movement is still with me. Which is a cause of some frustration for me. Why? Well, Michael originally wanted my to start by doing a four count run into the center of the stage. So, I ran. Too balletically (is that a word?). He wanted a happy child run and here I am pointing my toes and all. Urgh! Why can't I run normally? Told him I'd work on it but in the end he changed it. Now, I'm skipping.

Should be pretty cool. Project is scheduled to open September 21. Doesn't give us a lot of time does it. *fingers crossed*

Monday, August 05, 2002

the bitch on the express lane

One of the things that ticks me off are the people queuing int the 10 items or less express lane who are not suppose to be there. Normally, if someone in front of me has more than 10 items, I'd just say 'Gosh! Can't people read? It's an express lane!' aloud. Hoping maybe it'll embarass them and then think twice the next time they do that again.

Last night however, I, somehow managed to create scene.

We were at Carrefour queuing at the express lane after getting a few items and I started telling her about the time when I was queuing in the express behind a Malay guy and his family who had more that 10 items and how I hate it when people do that. As I was doing that, the Chinese guy in front of me (also with his family) started unloading his cart. While queuing behind him, he didn't seem to have more than 10 items in his cart but it seems like he actually had much more than that when he started unloading. So I asked my sister if she could confirm and she said he does indeed have more than 10 items.

The Chinese guy then turned and stared at me. I don't know what he was expecting of me but I said, "This is an express lane."

"There's two of us what. I pay for half and she (pointing to his wife) pay for half-lah. Not more than 10 items each what!", he barked back rudely. His eyes all squinty and his voice raised.

"Yes, but you're paying together so that makes it more than 10 items and this lane is for people with 10 items or less.", I replied.

"Okay. So we pay separately lah. Why you so busy body?", said the four eyed ass.

"But that's not the point, you came together and you were going to pay together.", said I. "Had I not opened my big fat mouth!", I thought to myself.

"We pay separately lah. Why you so busy body?", he repeated and to the cashier he said, "Bill it separately." and turned back to stare at us.

"What does that have to do with anything?" I retorted. At that moment the reply, "It is my business when you are slowing down my line because you have more stuff to pay for!", didn't come to mind. I was still reeling from the guy blaming/attacking(?) me for speaking out my mind.

My sister spoke then to say to nobody in particular, "Some people are just not civic minded."

The guy then switched to Cantonese and said sarcastically, "I know you are very well educated."

Fuck! "What the hell does that have to do with anything? Why? Your parent's never sent you to school? What sort of school did you go to that you didn't learn about civic mindedness." I replied incredulously. He didn't look like he didn't have an education. He looked as though he had finished high school, in the least.

Right then the cashier asked him if the rest of the items on the counter was his and if she's to check those as well. Dumb cashier. Didn't you fucking hear what we were arguing about and what he said about paying separately? Check it out separately for fuck sakes!

But what he did was he pushed his stuff toward the cashier and the dumb cashier checked those out. He paid with a credit card which again slowed down the queue but since the lane is not for cash paying customers only, I didn't say anything about it. Just stared at him.

A short while later, after I've paid for my stuff, we saw him waiting for us and staring at us again. He didn't have long to wait anyway, we had less than 10 items which was why I was in that queue in the first place. He then walked off with his cart. I was told by my sis later that he was mutterring something in Cantonese as he walked away. I don't know what he said cause I didn't hear it and my sister's Cantonese is even worse off than mine so she couldn't translate it.

Cor! If he hadn't been such an ass hole then everything would have been fine. If he had only just paid for his stuff and then walk away quietly none of that would have happened. If he had turned around, smiled and apologetically said, "Sorry." then none of that would have happened.

But he did and so that happened.

Oh he so fucking pissed me off. If only I could, I would have just smacked him and said "Fuck you! You're in the wrong here and you fucking dare raise your voice at me? What fucking examples are you setting for your kids here yelling at two girls?" Didn't I mention it? He had to children. What a fucking fine example of a father he is! Plus, I hardly say fuck in public only to myself. I still remember when I first used it. It was during SPM (final high school exam) but that's another story. ;)

My sister told my dad about it when we got home and I think I heard him say something like 'Don't try and make trouble'. I knew they'd (my parents) say something like that. If I had gone to the shop with my parents, that would have happened.

But it did.

Tell me, did I make too much of a little thing? My only thought whenever I que in the express lane was that it's great for people who just came for a quick grab and go off and that the management should enforce this ie. make the cashier ask people who don't comply with the 10-items-and-less rule go que at another counter, especially so during peak hours when all counters are occupied.

Tell me. Was I being a total bitch?
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Saturday, August 03, 2002

mmmm ...

Utterly enjoyable night. Went out with Az last night to the clubs. Original plan was to head to Modesto's grand cafe but that was so lame that we got out and headed to Nouvo across the street. Good choice. R & B tunes all night long. Lots of people to watch. Lots of really good movers as well. A standout was this guy with a gorgeous bod who's really confident in what he's doing added with a dash of arrogance. I like to see that when people dance. Confidence and arrogance. Good combination producing excellent watch.

Imaging my surprise when he came over to dance with me. I didn't know what to do. I'm not good with dancing with people (in the club scene way) so I just did my own thing. After awhile, he left. I think he got a little bored with my lack than enthusiastic response. What was I to do? I know he's hot and all but then I have this preconception that all these gwai lo (yes, he was a gwai lo) wants are one sex and night stands. I'd rather not lead them on thinking they might get it than to lead them on and then dissappoint them at the end of the night. Might as well let them go see greener pastures, right?

Someone please convince me that when guys come over to dance with you in a club, all they want is just that - to dance? Nothing more, nothing less.

Any gwai lo (foreigners) guys or guys, in general, reading this? What do you expect from girl if she lets you dance with her really close? You know, the regular R&B method, bodies really close, gyrating to the music kinda thing? Do you really just want to dance? Or are you expecting something more?

Friday, August 02, 2002

The human race is doomed through stupidity

In case you needed further proof that the
human race is doomed through stupidity,
here are some actual label instructions
on consumer goods.

On a Sears hairdryer: Do not use while
sleeping. ( and that's the only time
I have to work on my hair).

On a bag of Fritos: .You could be a
winner! No purchase necessary.Details
inside. (the shoplifter special)?

On a bar of Dial soap: "Directions:
Use like regular soap." (and that would
be how???....)

On some Swanson frozen dinners:
"Serving suggestion: Defrost." (but, it's
"just" a suggestion).

On Tesco's Tiramisu dessert (printed on
bottom): "Do not turn upside down."
(well...duh, a bit late, huh)!

On Marks & Spencer Bread
Pudding:"Product will be hot after heating."
(...and you thought????...)

On packaging for a Rowenta iron: "Do
not iron clothes on body." (but
wouldn't this save me more time)?

On Boot's Children Cough
Medicine:"Do not drive a
car or operate machinery
after taking this medication." (We
could do a lot to reduce the rate of
construction accidents if we could just
get those 5-year-olds with
head-colds off those forklifts.)

On Nytol Sleep Aid: "Warning: May
cause drowsiness."
(and...I'm taking this because???....)

On most brands of Christmas lights:
"For indoor or outdoor use only." (as
opposed to...what)?

On a Japanese food processor: "Not
to be used for the other use." (now,
somebody out there, help me on this. I'm
a bit curious.)

On Sunsbury's peanuts: "Warning:
contains nuts."
(talk about a news flash)

On an American Airlines packet of nuts:
"Instructions: Open packet, eat
nuts." (Step 3: maybe, uh...fly Delta?)

On a child's superman costume:
"Wearing of this garment does not enable you
to fly." (I don't blame the company.
I blame the parents for this one.)

On a Swedish chainsaw:"Do not
attempt to stop chain with your hands or
genitals." (..was there a lot of
this happening somewhere?)

Now that you've smiled at least once,
it's your turn to spread the
stupidity and send this to someone you want to
bring a smile to (maybe even a
chuckle)...in other words send it to
everyone. We all need to smile every
once in a while.

Note: I took this one straight off an email I received. All comments were made by the person who sent it and not by me.

Thursday, August 01, 2002

oh, happy happy joy joy.

just broke my own personal best in minesweeper. it's a fluke i know but it's still great nevertheless. plus, it hit below the 3 digit mark at 99 seconds. that should count for something right?

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