Elvinalogy v2.0

Some time ago, many of you attempted the Elvinalogy test - and made some highly interesting observations and comments about moi. That was really fun indeed! :)

Today, I'm back again with another self-discovery awareness test - The Johari Window!

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The Johari Window was invented by Joseph Luft and Harrington Ingham in the 1950s as a model for mapping personality awareness. By describing yourself from a fixed list of adjectives, then asking your friends and colleagues to describe you from the same list, a grid of overlap and difference can be built up.

Elvina request you to contribute to her Johari Window:
LaoNiang's Johari Window

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So all you have to do is pick 5 or 6 adjectives from the grid that best describes me - and that's it! I will be posting the findings soon on this blog - so that we'll have yet another revelation on Yours Truly!

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Just for laughs, do try out this link. Turn the speaker up for maximum effect.
It's quite funny.....

Mind your Language

“I must learn to love the fool in me the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often,

lacks self-control, loves and hates,

hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises,

laughs and cries.” ~ Theodore Isaac Rubin

If I Were A Guy, I'd Be Legolas. But for now, I am just Elvina the Elf!

You have Elvin blood: The blood in your veins is that of the elves.

The most noble of all bloods.

The Elves are very honest and wise, and you share that aspect with them.

You are a very fun and kind person and anyone who meets you

immediately feels safe when you're around.

You are a great person and an even better friend.

Dont ever change for anyone.

My oh my....this really sounds like me huh?
Any objections?
(sorry - overruled! haha....)

What ancient bloodline do you have?

A Meme About Me

I have been "tagged" to do this. Looks quite fun and harmless - and a good way for you to enter my psyche once more..... :)

1.What were you doing 10 years ago?
Feeling that I was 10 years older.

2.What were you doing 1 year ago?
Gallivanting...erm no no...working in India, Delhi - on a roadshow for Singapore Fashion Festival.

3. Five snacks you enjoy.
Pocky, wasabe nuts, tictac, sorbet, pineapple tarts.

5. Five songs to which you know all the lyrics off your head right now.
1) Tong Hua - Guang Liang
2) Can't Help Falling In Love - Michael Buble
3) Eternal Flame - Bangles
4) In The End - Linkin' Park
5) It's My Life - Bon Jovi

5. Five things you would do if you were a millionaire.
1) Clear my debts
2) Make a donation to the underprivileged
3) Save it for my future house
4) Go around the world in 80 days
5) Invest - and grow my money!

6. Five bad habits.
1) Sleeping late. Very late.
2) Rubbing my eyes.
3) Late for work. Always.
4) Forgets I'm a girl. Sometimes.
5) Forgetting friends' birthdays.

7. Five things you like doing.
1) Sleeping
2) Blogging
3) Reading
4) Singing
5) Web Surfing

8. Five favorite toys.
1) Laptop
2) IPod
3) Canon Powershot
4) Boggle/Scrabble
5) Mahjong

9. Five places I enjoy hanging out at.
1) Borders @Wheelock Place
2) Kinokuniya @Ngee Ann City
3) Apple Store @Cineleisure
4) That CD Shop
5) Wine Network

10. Three jobs I would take up if I had the skills.
1) Full time author in the likes of Neil Gaiman and Stephen King
2) Entrepreneur
3) Professional Pianist

So what else do you NOT know about me?

The Lost Blogs

There are over 13 million people in the world currently blogging, but what about the blogs written by the iconic men and women who (unfortunately) died before the Internet was even invented?

In this witty and original take on the most important technological development since spam, THE LOST BLOGS offers hundreds of blogs from the most famous minds in history, detailing their hysterically personal (and impersonal) revelations, such as:

- John Lennon's thoughts after meeting a young woman named Yoko Ono (and her strange interest in the Beatles' publishing rights).

- Tips of the trade from Jesus Christ's carpentry blog, including how to build a combination water and wine rack.

- How a stray hot dog nearly derailed Ghandi's hunger strike.

- Jim Morrison's original lyrics to Light My Fire

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Love Is In The Air

It is such an overrated event I agree.

But what da heck?

Happy Valentine's Day anyway.

If I Were A Man

I often wondered how it would be like to be born a man. Too many times, I've been told that I'm very "man". Something of a faux pas, it seems.

I think they are not referring to the physical attributes - because thank heavens - I believe I still possess some similarities to the fairer sex. What makes me so "man" is probably the way I think, behave, feel, speak and possibly react, under certain circumstances.

Case in point (1):
After a fruitful meal, I stood up and was about to walk across the wet field to get to the car park. It was a much shorter walk really. I was reminded by my boyfriend that most girls would choose the concrete walkway, rather than aim straight for the muddy fields. "Only guys do that!" he'd exclaimed. Girls will be worried about getting their shoes wet and their feet muddy, and of course, the idea of trudging over the grass wouldn't really that appealing and oh-so-unfeminine.

Can you be just a little bit more "girly"? he asked.

Case in point (2):
It was another one of those days when I could never seem to get a waiter's attention. Normally, I would simply wave until someone spots my wobbling fat arms. Sometimes, however, my impatience gets the better of me and a sharp, shrill whistle would escape from my lips. The last time I did that, I was awarded five horror-stricken looks from my friends at the table.

Case in point (3):
Once I was celebrating a romantic occasion with a guy. I created this whole amazing race concept where he had to retrieve a rose from the restaurant staff and crack a code in order to find his seat. When we finally met at the table, he was visibly upset and embarrassed. I found out later that he was extremely uncomfortable being the focus of attention and the unwilling recipient of the rose.

"That's what a man will do for the woman, not the other way round!" he shrieked.

I wish I was a man sometimes.

1. I would command a larger share of voice in the boardrooms.
2. I would be able to romance a woman - and feel good about it.
3. I would be able to flirt shamelessly and get away with it. (Women who do the same are sluts.)
4. I could pee standing up. Best thing is, I don't have to queue outside the cubicles.
5. I could sit with my legs open and still look cool.
6. I could smoke, holler, and talk with my mouth full all at the same time.
7. I don't have to cover my mouth when I laugh out loud.
8. I don't have to worry about getting pregnant.
9. I am free of sanitary towels and tampons.
10. If I do get to the top, it is LESS likely that I get there by sleeping with the boss.
11. I only have one thing on my mind all the time and it starts with "S" and ends with "X".
12. I am not expected to multi-task.

This list is of course, by no means exhaustive. I am sure some of you would have more outrageous reasons why it is so wonderful to be a man.

Meanwhile, I think I should just go paint my nails.

"The desire of the man is for the woman, but the desire of the woman
is for the desire of the man.” - Madame de Stael

iGod

Have you ever wonder how marvellous it would be if you can have a conversation with God, just like friends do?

Wouldn't it be fantastic if you can get a reply for every question you ask, every comment you make and every stupid thing you say?

Maybe He would even care enough to ask me questions about myself, and actually listen to what I have to say?

Maybe, just maybe.

In fact, He's online right now.

Click here to start chatting with Him --> Conversations with God


WARNING: Avoid serious analysis on the above topic. To be taken with generous dosage of light humor.

Gadget Geek v2.0

I have been surfing the net for the last couple of days, and found some really interesting items. You've really got to see this.......


All-in-One Living Units
Space constraints? You've gotta check out this bedroom-kitchenette-dining area-bathroom foldable living unit. Everything folds up into one cupboard-looking thingy which you can wheel around like a push-kart! I am impressed......... Now all I have to do is find a place to park this contraception.

Andrea Zittel's A-Z


Radical Toaster
If one piece of toast isn't enough for you in the morning, here is the answer. The toaster has six compartments for toasting! Then the compartments come off the main assembly and swing open, so your toast can stay warm on the hot plate.

Kitchen Contraceptions


Laser Turntable
Retro is coming back in an uber-cool way! If you are a vinyl freak, this one's for you. This gadget uses laser beams to explore the grooves (much like a CD player) and boasts the ability to play a record thousands of times without damaging the vinyl!

What do you know? The manufacturer's motto is "No Needle, No Wear". Need I say more?


ELP Laser Turntable

James Bond USB Cuff Links
These must be the coolest cuff links in town. The ultimate USB fashion statement, these cuff links are made of sterling silver and can hold more information than your trusty memory. Ready for some ala James Bond espionage - in the most trendsetting way?

USB Cuff Links

Slider RAZR
Time to dump the "old" clamshell Motorola RAZR for their new RAZR Z Slider. Sleeker and slimmer, this new slider phone makes you feel just SEXY. Comes with 1.3 megapixel camera, mp3 and a 2.2 inch screen for all you blind bats.

Slide Me


RED Hot Chilli Stuff
If Bono has his way, you will soon see the introduction of a special edition red iPod from Apple. He unveiled the red Amex Card recently as part of Product Red - a new brand of red merchandise created to help fight the global battle against HIV. The idea is that around 40% of the profits received from the sale of these special red products would go to the Global Fund to Fight Aids.

More uber-super cool gadget reviews in Gadget Geek v3.0....watch dis space.

SHIT by Kelvin David

You can be shit faced, be shit out of luck or have shit for brains.
With a little effort you can get your shit together.
Find a place for your shit, decide to shit or get off the pot.
You can smoke shit, buy shit, sell shit, lose shit, find shit, forget shit, and tell others to eat shit and die.
You can shit or go blind, have a shitface or just shit your life away.
People can be shit headed, shit brained, shit blinded and shit over.
Some people know their shit while others can’t tell the difference between shit and shine.
There are lucky shits, dumb shits, crazy shits and sweet shits.
There is bullshit, horseshit and chicken shit.
You can throw shit, sling shit, catch shit or duck when the shit hits the fan.
You can take shit, give a shit or serve shit on a shingle.
You can find yourself in shit or be happier then a pig in shit.
Some days are colder then shit, some days are hotter then shit and some days are just plain shitty.
Some music sounds like shit, things can look like shit and there are times when you feel like shit.
You can have too much shit, not enough shit, the right shit, the wrong shit or a lot of weird shit.
You can carry shit, have a mountain of shit or find yourself up shit creek without a paddle.
Sometimes you really need this shit and sometimes you don’t want any shit at all.
When you stop to consider all the facts, it’s the basic building block of creation.
And remember, once you know your shit, you don’t need to know anything else!!

NO SHIT!

- by Kelvin David (written when he was young and filled with angst)

An Eulogy

In loving memory of
Kelvin David
25 November 1977 ~ 13 January 2006

I am dedicating this blog entry to a dear friend of mine, Kelvin David, who passed on recently on January 13, 2006. He was 29 years old.

I met Kelvin on Friendster.com. On July 19, 2005, I received a message in my friendster's mailbox:

heya there....hows it going?....hope the days coming along real nice for you. i saw your picture right here online...and thought i'd send you a lil msg just to say hi. i mean if i cant use this friendster thingamagic to make new friends then i dont see its purpose at all. so if you're up for some shits and giggles...holla back yah. you can add me on MSN if you have that or if you like reading, i think i have a pretty good read on my blog...you know with me living with a terminal illness and all: www.kelvindavid.blogspot.com

well...i said the msg would be short...so keep my word i shall. you take care and keep safe. keep smiling. enjoy the rest of your day and week ahead i reckon. hope to hear from you soon.

God Bless.

kelvin d.

That's Kelvin for you. He was frank, straightforward, confident and possessed the most positive attitude on life I have ever seen.

When I first met him for dinner, I was pretty impressed by what I saw. He was literally tall, dark and handsome, and spoke extremely well. His eyes were bright and intense, as if they were devouring every twitch of emotion that flickered across your face.

He flashed a big grin when he saw me and held out his hand. I instantly warmed up to this stranger, whom I could not help feeling an aching pain for in my heart. Kelvin had a perfectly shaved head, which emphasized his sharp facial features and piercing eyes. Somehow, I felt that being skinhead was probably more a result of chemotherapy than of choice. But he looked extremely at ease, and happy.

Yes - "happy" is the word I would use to describe Kelvin. A guy like him would live forever in my mind as the most inspirational person of my life. Despite the chains of cancer tugging mercilessly at his life for the last 6 years, Kelvin soldiered on - bearing the armour of Faith on his frail body. He could be in excruciating pain. He could be feeling nauseous from the medication. He could be pricked with needles all over. He could be puking whatever he had just eaten.

But the Kelvin that appeared in front of me was always smiling. Always chirpy. Always witty and mean (at times!). Always gregarious. And always have something to say.

He regaled my friends and I with stories of his fight with cancer. He spoke of it as if it was no big deal - probably to make us feel better. His faith and love for the Lord swept him high up on a pinnacle of peace, arming him a knowledge of a paradise beyond the world we live in. He made no excuse for being ill, and lived life to the fullest. He believed we should cherish all the people we have around us, because we have something he didn't.

He didn't have time.

Kelvin was the one guy who has touched me with his amazing courage. He knew his time was limited. He knew how much time he had left - as we practically counted down the months he would be with us. He knew too that he would not waste his life moping in misery, or throw a self-pity party. He expressed himself verbally whenever he could. He threw caution to the wind. He took risks and accepted challenges. He laughed heartily and teased relentlessly. He was generous with his compliments and frank with his opinions.

Most of all, Kelvin was emotionally strong and highly positive - constantly showering words of encouragement on his friends - even when he was the one who needed them most. I remembered he would look me in the eye and tell me never to look down on myself.

The last time I saw him, he said I was a wonderful girl and that any man who won my heart would be the luckiest guy on earth.

I have always thought of myself as a strong woman, someone of astounding courage and strength. Knowing someone like Kelvin has humbled me immensely. If I have been in his shoes, I might have great difficulty walking in them. Those shoes were laden with lead and spikes, threatening to rip your soles apart if you step ever so lightly on them with your barenaked feet. But tread on them Kelvin did, and he even skipped in them in a spirited dance - warming my heart with his sunshine smiles and egging me on with his indestructible strength.

Kelvin always knew that the Lord was with him - and he found solace in that.

I am sorry I have not been a better friend. I am sorry I wasn't there when you left. But I will always miss you and remember what you meant to me. You may not know, but your incredible spirit lives on in me. Whenever I feel defeated, I will think of you in your spiked shoes, and I will draw myself up in strength and be comforted by the memories of your beautiful smile.

Thank you Kelvin for who you are - wherever you are.

"I've always thought of writing as a long ride...you never really get to end of anywhere, you might think it’s the end of the ride but it’s just not over. "

- Kelvin David