I'm a simple girl with a li'l dream, of seeing her humble works in exquisite print, to share with all who feels for words, written with
an unsupressable urge. So indugle in my fantasies, and plow your way through my memories, greatly appreciated you will be,
if you can leave your comments here for me.


Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Mr. Right II

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There's a need to clarify that when we talk about Mr. Right here, we are not referring to Mr. Perfect. Besides the fact that he doesn't exist, it's also impractical to demand that of someone when we are so dotted with imperfections ourselves. I strongly believe that people who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones.

Since we ain't talking about Mr. Perfect, the main discussion on Mr. Right is not about how good or how loving, romantic, understanding, rich, tall, dark and handsome he must be in order to qualify as Mr. Right.

Mr. Right is a guy whom a woman feels is the right fit for her life. He may be so utterly flawed, but for her, just for her, he is what she wants. Or maybe, in a more realistic concept, he is who she can accept as a total package - imperfections and all.

Going by that definition, if you find a guy, who despite your attempts to accept and overlook the things you really do not like about him, isn't someone you can accept whole-heartedly, then probably he is not the guy.

I have many girlfriends who go through this process of self-abuse and torture, where they keep flogging the dead horse of whether the one in their life is Mr. Right.

"I know he loves me. I do love him, but I can't trust him."

"If not for the fact that he is so flippant when it comes to relationships, he is really the guy I want to spend my life with."

"I know he has feelings for me, but maybe he's just not ready."

"It's always better to find a man who loves me more than I love him. If I miss this bus, I may never find someone like him again."

Sounds all too familiar? Have you been defining Mr. Right based on those self-authored standards? Why is there such a pressing need in us to force fit someone into the Mr. Right mould, even when there's a hint of nagging doubt tugging at the back of our mind? How often do we have to try and convince ourselves the man we in our lives is really the guy we desire and love?

The issue to this topic is "convincing". If I ever come to a point in a relationship where I have to justify why a man is Mr. Right, he's probably not the one at all. Once, I asked an ex-boyfriend what he loved about me.

Instead of giving me typical answers that men would usually give (i.e. your beautiful smile, your wonderful personality, your smothering kisses etc...), he asked,"Why is there a need to justify my love? If I tell you I love you because you are awfully sweet, and one day if you stop being so sweet, does that mean I should stop loving you? Should there be reasons for loving you? If those reasons cease to exist, would I have to withdraw my love too?"

Since then, I have learnt that when you love someone, you love him - just because you do. There could be 1001 reasons why you are attracted to him, or why you are so enamoured to everything that he says or does. But they could never be the reasons for loving him. You love someone because you want to, and because you just do.

Some of you may not agree that elimination is the key to sieving out the Mr. Rights. Some of you may even feel that Mr. Right, like Mr. Perfect, doesn't exist. There is no right or wrong notions to this. But there are proven stories that may support how Mr. Right can really exist, and only if you want him to.

You may never realise that throughout your entire life, you'd have performed millions of elimination activities either consciously, sub-consciously or even unconsciously. That's how you get to know what's your favourite food, color, music, artist, places, people, fashion style, hair color etc. The things that define you and your world are established through a constant cycle of trying and elimination to narrow down what makes you tick.

Why should it be any different with the man of your life? However I do admit that for some girls, love seems to be less picky. These women are the ones who marry the first man they ever loved. I have one such friend. Her husband was her first and last love. She does not have to eliminate a whole slew of Mr. Wrongs to find him.

For the rest of us victimized love-struck fools, you don't really have a choice. You gotta go through the cycle of life to zoom in to a person you know will define your life, just like the other personal choices you have made in your lifetime.

Personally, I've sincerely treated each and every guy I have dated as a potential Mr. Right. The nagging feeling's always there, and many times like what some of you have mentioned, I wanted to run away. I wanted to give up because I could never be sure. I am tired of going through the motions of loving and failing, and I do not know how to trust anymore. I probably wanted a Mr. Right so much that I am actually fearful of losing him after I've found him. I would even go into a self-destructive mode and do things to intentionally test or rip apart a relationship.

But that's self-defeating, isn't it? I think we need to start believing Mr. Right is there, and if he is the one destined for you, you don't really have to work that hard to snare him. Even if you feel like running away, even if the nagging feeling is so strong, and even if you very much want to throw everything you have for this guy away - you will realise, you can't. Real love can bind two imperfect people together and make them right for each other.

I am not saying Mr. Right will never ever quarrel with you. I am not saying Mr. Right will be the epitome of the Perfect Husband and Boyfriend - and that he will be exactly what you dream of and desire.

But rather, he will be the one you love despite all your doubts, your fears and your insecurities. Most importantly, he loves you just as much despite having those same doubts, fears AND insecurities too. When the days are rosy, your love grows. When days are bad, you fight, you hurt each other, you tear each other apart, but at the end of the day, both of you try to right everything again and mend the love as you go along. It takes a hell lot of work to be the Right person for each other.

Mr. Right is the man who is willing to go through that with you.

A wise woman once said,"The happy moments you see in a loving couple are always captured in photo albums. But what you will never get to see in those photos are the painful and heartbreaking moments that they went through to be together."

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Swinging in Sydney

Hi dearies....

Sorry for the long absence. I have been caught up since last Tuesday 'cos I have finally started work in my new office!

My colleagues were very warm and friendly, and my boss was extremely funny and endearing. My work as a marketing manager for this executive recruitment company is fantastic as I am the only and first marketing manager to be hired for the job. No precedence - means I get to set all the rules and direct how the marketing, branding and communications of the company is going to go.

That made me feel really important. Haha... :)

I am taking charge of the Asia markets - namely Singapore, Malaysia and Hong Kong. Expansion plans are underway, so you can be sure that I will have more on my hands than ever.

Right now, at this moment, I am blogging from my Sydney office. YES! I am nestled in Down Under. Arrived on Sunday evening and started my first round of training under my marketing director in Sydney yesterday.

Weather: Freaking cold, wet, windy and I am freezing to my toes!

Sydney is great. The pace is much slower, the city sights are beautiful and the people are generally friendly. Maybe I may eventually retire here when I am old and sagging.

My office is another one of Sydney's greatest wonders. Perched on the 47th floor of the Citigroup skyscraper, one steps out of the lift to be greeted by a huge reception area, surrounded by full length glass windows. The office overlooks the Darlin Harbour and the view is simply breathtaking.

I did not bring along my super duper camera 'cos it wouldn't fit into my luggage which was stuffed with thick winter wear, but I will try to capture some shots from my trusty li'l phone. :P

I know I owe you guys Mr. Right Part 2 to Part Infinity, and I promise I will write about it once I get back. I am now quite into the groove of my new job, so it's not that hectic anymore.

As for the comments on the inaugural Mr. Right post, thank you all. You have given undoubtedly given me more inspiration and ideas to include in my next Mr. Right rambling.

As for Pip, I understand what you must be going through right now. I promise I will write something about it and hopefully, it will lift your spirits up a little.

Meanwhile, for the rest of ya, do continue to envy me for having a swinging time in Sydney.

I am going shopping tonight.

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Mr. Right - Part I


Not very long ago, I promised someone that I would blog on the topic of Mr. Right. Not that I'm Miss Know-It-All (far from that!), but I guess, all she wanna know was my personal take on it.

For the longest time, I have been a delusional girl. Someone who lost her father at a very young age and ever since then, would constantly seek and crave for the attention and love that she has lost so tragically.

Boys after boys, relationships after relationships. They come and go like the shoes in a woman's closet. But every time, I somehow managed to convince myself that the boy I was dating at that particular point in time, was Mr. Right.

I liked him. He liked me. Some very much in fact. We were happy together. So how wrong could it be?

Then the feeling sizzled. The conflicts began. The lies were weaved and the fights were ugly. The breakups were painful and the tears were heartwrenching. The memories were bitter and the pain was lingering. But no matter how I try, I just couldn't get out of the vicious cycle of rebounds and breakups - and always thinking I have found Mr. Right.

My friends have always asked me this same question- How would you know when you have found your Mr. Right? How would you know it's HIM when he appears?

I'm telling you girls - I am no love guru and I don't know the answer. I really don't. If I do, I wouldn't have to go through those many failed love auditions in my life, do I?

But those failures have rather, taught me some very important lessons.

For one - I've learnt to identify all the Mr. Wrongs. Don't you think that would be the one most important step to finding your Mr. Right? I would say it definitely is! Golly, it's a simple process of elimination, for heaven's sake.

The bad guys who thrill us.
The ones who always break their promises.
The ones who make our hearts flutter crazily one day and left us high and dry, pinning for their attention and love which will never come, the very next moment.
The ones who slept with your best friend or the leggy mini-skirts he picked up at a club.
The ones who abused you - emotionally, sexually, financially, physically and psychologically.

It's not that hard. They are the ones that your mother probably warned you about, but you were too smitten to realize. The challenge of snaring such a man was too sinfully irresistible.

My first advice - If you want to know where and who Mr. Right , you gotta first purge all these trash out of your lives and social circles for a start. Clean Up, Grow Up and most importantly - Wake Up. These kind of men will never ever be Mr. Right. You don't need an IQ of 400 to know that. You don't even need me to tell you that.

This is gonna be a long and meaningful discussion. I shall let your eyes rest for the moment - and take some comments, if any - and shall continue this in my next post.

.......to be continued.

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

MEME MIA 2

I lifted this off Merv's site and thought it was an extremely entertaining meme.

I AM: Elvina da Great
I WANT: "World Peace"
I WISH: That everything I wish for will come true
I HATE: Hypocrisy
I MISS: Sucking my thumb
I FEAR: Myself
I HEAR: Good stuff about my blog
I WONDER: If I got too much time on my hands
I REGRET: Nothing
I AM NOT: Your Mother
I DANCE: When I am Freaking Drunk
I SING: When I am sad
I CRY: When smoke gets in my eye
I AM NOT ALWAYS: Digging my nose
I WRITE: Because I can, and because I love to
I CONFUSE: Whever I cannot Convince
I NEED: A minimum donation of USD100 from everyone who reads this blog
I SHOULD: Try waxing one day
I START: Something
I FINISH: Nothing
I LOVE: ALL who worship this blog
I REMEMBER: ALL who don't

I TAG: Whoever who laid eyes on this.

Monday, May 08, 2006

Missed moi?

Oh my oh my. How long have I been absent from the blogosphere? Two weeks??? Geez.

I bet you guys missed me a great deal. *grinz* I missed you all tooo!!

Here's a quick update on my life so that you will stop wondering if I have decided to marry some rich Arab prince and set up my own dynasty in the Middle East.

Job
Time really flies! This Thursday would be my last day in my current company. I have been rushing all the work that needs to be done and handed over - so it has been a pretty crazy two weeks for me. Can you imagine I have not even packed or cleared my desk? Wish I can cast a magic spell and make all my garbage disappear.

Writing
I have a writing assignment and the deadline's tomorrow! Writing assessment books is not as easy as I've thought. I am seriously wringing my hands now.

Speaking of writing, thought you may like to know that one of my blog articles has been published in someone's self-published book! If you have been following this humble weblog of mine, you'd remember the stuff I wrote on my kelong escapades.

Well, this guy Paul Kua wrote to me and asked to include my work in his book - Malaysian Islands: the good, the bad and the finest.



It is now available for sale here so you may wanna surf over and take a glimpse!

Greatly honoured I must say. Once I have completed proJect pink and the assessment books, I would have a title to my name too! OOooooo.....my dreams are coming true. Do support me when the time comes ok? An author with no readers is as good as a bird without wings. We would not be able to get off the ground. :)

Gaming
Oh - my new found passion! Someone should just ban me from this game. Pardon my french, but this massive, mulit-player, online role playing game (MMORPG for short) is bloody addictive!

I am now a level 42 Human Priest in the World of Warcraft. Killed multiple monsters, beasts, ogres and skeletons. Healed hundreds of players and highly skilled in tailoring and skinning. It would probably take me a few more months to get to the ultimate level (Level 60) - but for now I am quite proud of my achievements, considering it's my first attempt at the game!

I have never been a gamer. My favourite online games are those that stimulate the mind - such as Yahoo! Literati, Boggle, iSketch and online mystery games such as Mysterynet.com which challenges you to solve a crime every day. I have more of such cool links, which I will reveal in a later blog.

Would be quite interesting to know more about me from the kinds of stuff I surf for on the internet, wouldn't it? (If you are thinking porn, you will be greatly disappointed haha...)

Back to World of Warcraft - it is such a mind-blowing game because it allows you to play many different characters such as human, gnomes, dwarves, elves - and different classes such as hunter, druid, priest, warlock, paladdin, rogue, mage etc. The permutations are absolutely infinite. One can probably play till he's in his 80s!

You also get to meet friends from all over the world, who will group with you and pull together their various talents, skills, and spells to fight the mobs in dungeons, or in the various quests you pick up from people of different towns and cities along the way.

Ok ok, not gonna bore you with this gaming talk. You simply gotta try it for yourself and maybe if you like the game, then you can come look for me in this virtual world. I would be most happy to offer my priestly assistance! :P

Signing off
If you have an issue that you would like me to discuss via this blog, do drop me an email. The readers of this blog would be more than happy to share their opinions too - which is what I really lurrrveeee about them!

I have so many issues that I am dying to blog about - but I really must focus on meeting my deadlines this Tuesday. So do be patient with me, as you've always been - and don't desert me! I will be BACK - very soon.

"Get busy living, or get busy dying." - Stephen King

Thursday, April 27, 2006

Don't Quit



Leaving a job is never easy. I'm still in the midst of rushing to complete my last few projects before my last day on May 12. Tons of handover work to do, and lots more administration work to fulfil. It's really a hassle. Especially when you know you are on your way out, all these "duties" suddenly seemed so insignificant.

But I've always prided myself for doing a professional handover - and that's not gonna change. May 12 is a mere 2 weeks away. I will survive! :)


By the way, when I was clearing my personal mails today, I chanced upon this poem that someone sent to me some time ago when I was in depression and feeling there was no way out. It gave me hope and made me believe in myself again.

So my friends -if you ever feel that nothing was going right, and all you wanna do is give up, let this be the anthem of your life. It lifted me up and I hope it will do the same for you.



When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill.
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile but you have to sigh.
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns.
And many a fellow turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man.
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor's cup.
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt.
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems afar.
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,
It's when things seem worst that you mustn't quit

- Allen James

Saturday, April 22, 2006

Bill Gates Was My Father. [If].



For one, I would be typing this entry using MS Windows, though I personally feel Steve Jobs would have a better eye for design for both software and hardware.

Being one of the world's richest man daughter ain't easy. I'd have to mingle with the upper crust society and put up with the bimbotic likes of Paris Hilton and her herd. I guess most people expect women who are born disgustingly rich to possess little intellect. Not only is it expected, it's probably forgivable and understandable.

Somehow I cannot help but wonder - if I was Bill Gates daughter, how different would my life be? How different would I be?

Assuming I am still what I am, then being Elvina Gates will unleash all the person I will ever become. I'd pursue my education in Havard with undying tenacity and with my burning desire to achieve, I'd make sure that I emerge as one of the best scholars to ever step out of that school. That will show those snooty socialites and aristocrats how shallow and inane they really are.

My day would probably start with a sumptuous American breakfast spread, served on a silver platter on my bed. That for one, I would definitely indulge. Food is one of God's greatest gift to men, and I ain't gonna fight that. Starting off the day with a good meal is essential for what I am going to do next.

Armed with the knowledge I have amassed through education, and my devious efforts to mingle and network with the top guns in Dad's company. I would quickly learn the ropes of the business and find out how Dad, looking the way he is, PLUS being a hopeless dropout, could achieve world dominion. That has honestly eluded me for the longest time. But I guess his life played out exactly like Donald Trump's The Apprentice - where the streetsmarts will always outdo the booksmarts.

Speaking of Donald, he is my mentor. Being a prominent figure's daughter has its perks. Everyone wants to or claims to know you. Not that Donald's like that, but all his businesses under the Trump organization have definitely benefited tremendously from Dad's support. Microsoft has become as precious as the air we breathe. Uncle Trump once jokingly took a jab at Dad and told him that Microsoft is just like a woman - you can't live with it, but you can't live without it either.

Dad told Donald it's time he gets a whiff of fresh air and offered me as an apprentice for Uncle Trump. Being the defiant me, I wasn't the least bit intimidated. I wasn't totally in awe because my Dad has already proven the impossible. I was more excited about having the opportunity to learn how Donald works. I mean though I would ultimately love to take over the reins in Microsoft, getting into the clockworks of a Trump organization is no small feat.

After making my rounds through Donald's various businesses as an intern, I'd start inching into MS, and unassumingly work my way up. I have always believed if one did not start from the bottom, they would never be able to understand how the people at the lower rungs of the corporate ladder really feel. It will always be all too easy for management to say they emphatize, but then you realize they actually have no clue of the REAL problems and will try to sweep them underneath the plush carpets. Most top management are inflicted with the Ostrich Syndrome. If you cannot see the issues, they probably don't exist.

Somehow reading those anti-Bill Gates weblogs on the internet, I cannot help but suspect that Dad could be inflicted with this disease as well. Well, at least I know things can still change. Bill Gates ain't an immortal and he would have to report back to God's camp in heaven eventually. Hopefully by then, Elvina Gates will be the one to make history.

For one, I would abolish the monopoly concept that Dad held so dear to his legacy. It should be a free market, and bullying our way through the industry ain't gonna bring us very far. Steve Jobs is an inspiration. He created a dream that wasn't as successful as Dad's, and at one point even tethered at the brink of bankruptcy. But he held on and revive that dream - and with his keen intuition for marketing and design, Apple got a new lease of life.

If I ever have the chance, the first thing I would do is to jump on the bandwagon with Steve and work WITH him instead of AGAINST him. The best business mantra is not to invest our precious resources fighting each other, but to combine them and create a computer dynasty that is practically unrivalled anywhere else in the world! If Gates and Jobs can work together to create more innovative and groundbreaking ideas, software and operating systems that are compatible to each other's products, the end achievements would be outstanding.

It's a win-win situation and everyone from both companies will only stand to benefit and reap the rewards. I believe in the new era of business, collaboration, not competition, is the way to go.







Well there, I can almost see myself gracing the covers of Time (just like Dad did), Newsweek, Cosmopolitian, Tatler and all other world glossy-cover publications as one of the millennium's most accomplished woman. That whiff of fresh air that everyone is craving and lusting for after years of Microsoft's tyrannical epoch.





Hold on to your seats people, and brace yourself soon for a mind-blowing revolution in the world of Microsoft.

Monday, April 17, 2006

Yes/No MEME



I ripped this off LuvPhobia's blog as I thought it to be an extremely revealing self-discovery exercise!

Why is this MEME so compelling?

1. You can only say YES or NO.
2. You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone messages you / comments and asks!

So here goes:

1. Taken a picture naked? yes
2. Painted your room? yes
3. Made out with a member of the same sex? no
4. Drove a car? yes
5. Danced in front of your mirror? yes
6. Have a crush? yes
7. Been dumped? yes
8. Stole money from friend? no
9. Gotten in a car with people you just met? yes
10. Been in a fist fight? no
11. Snuck out of your house? yes
12. Had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back? yes
13. Been arrested? no
14. Made out with a stranger? no.
15. Met up with a member of the opposite sex somewhere? yes
16. Left your house with out telling your parents? yes
17. Had a crush on your neighbor? no
18. Ditched school to do something more fun? yes
19. Slept in a bed with a member of the same sex? yes
20. Seen someone die? yes
21. Been on a plane? yes
22. Kissed a picture? yes
23. Slept in until 3PM? yes
24. Love someone or miss someone right now? yes
25. Laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by? yes
26. Made a snow angel? no
27. Played dress up? yes
28. Cheated while playing a game? yes
29. Been lonely? yes
30. Fallen asleep at work/school? yes
31. Been to a club? yes
32. Felt an earthquake? no
33. Touched a snake? yes
34. Ran a red light? yes
35. Been suspended from school? no
36. Had detention? yes
37. Been in a car accident? no
38. Hated the way you look? no
39. Witnessed a crime? yes
40. Pole danced? no
41. Been lost? yes
42. Been to the opposite side of the country? yes
43. Felt like dying? yes
44. Cried yourself to sleep? yes
45. Sang karaoke? yes
46. Sucked your thumb? yes
47. Done something you told yourself you wouldn’t? yes
48. Laughed till some kind of beverage came out of your nose? yes
49. Caught a snowflake on your tongue? no
50. Kissed in the rain? yes
51. Sing in the shower? yes
52. Made love in a park? no
53. Had a dream that you married someone? yes
54. Glued your hand to something? yes
55. Got your tongue stuck to a flag pole? no
56. Ever gone to school partially naked? no
57. Been a cheerleader? no
58. Sat on a roof top? yes
59. Didn’t take a shower for a week? no
60. Ever too scared to watch scary movies alone? yes
61. Played chicken? yes
62. Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? yes
63. Been told you’re hot by a complete stranger? yes
64. Broken a bone? yes
65. Been easily amused? yes
66. Laugh so hard you cry? yes
67. Mooned/flashed someone? yes
68. Cheated on a test? yes
69. Forgotten someone’s name? yes
70. Slept naked? yes
71. Gone skinny dipping in a pool? no
72. Performed on stage? yes
73. Blacked out from drinking? yes
74. Played a prank on someone? yes
75. Gone to a late night movie? yes
76. Made love to anything not human? no!
77. Failed a class? no
78. Choked on something you’re not supposed to eat? yes
79. Played an instrument for more than 10 hours? no
80. Cheated on a girl/boyfriend? no
81. Did you celebrate the 4th of July? no
82. Thrown strange objects? yes
83. Felt like killing someone? yes
84. Thought about running away? yes
85. Ran away? yes
86. Did drugs? no
87. Had detention and not attend it? yes
88. Dumped anyone? yes
89. Made a parent cry? yes
90. Cried over someone? yes
91. Owned more than 5 sharpies? no
92. Dated someone more than once? yes
93. Have a dog? no
94. Own an instrument? yes
95. Been in a band? no
96. Drank 25 sodas in a day? no
97. Broken a cd? yes
98. Shot a gun? yes
99. Dated a married person of the opposite sex? no
100. Written a love letter? yes

YES - that's me alright. And NO - you may not ask me anything beyond this blog. :)

Try it....and have fun.

Saturday, April 15, 2006

Whassup Doc?

If it seems that I have not been updating my blog recently, that's because over the last two weeks, many things have happened.

For one, I've quit my job.

This decision, though it seemed sudden, was quite unexpected actually. I do love what I am doing now, but I cannot help being seduced to the greener pastures that have been beckoning to me from the other side. The rewards are simply too tempting. Not only could it potentially be a wonderful resolution to my existing financial difficulties, it also allows me to put aside some savings for the future.

Though I do enjoy business development work and creating strategic alliances such as the recent deal between MTV and STB, marketing is in fact my real passion. This new job is exactly that and more.

I am tasked with the marketing, branding and communications for one of Singapore's top executive recruitment firms. I must admit that it is indeed a privilege to be headhunted, and an even greater one to be working for this organization. The headquarters for Asia Pacific is based in Sydney, Australia and I will be looking after the Hong Kong and Singapore markets from here. In fact, I've just been told that I'll be going to Sydney for a short training stint some time in June!

My new job starts on June 1 and I will definitely be back with more updates on that!

Secondly, I haven taken on some freelance writing projects. A start-up company intends to publish a set of Guided Composition assessment books for Primary 3 and 4 students and I have been offered the project! The token remuneration is nothing much to rave about, but I do appreciate the opportunity to publish my very first books!

Though I would very much prefer a sensational bestseller novel to be my virgin masterpiece, but I guess this would do for now. :)

Last but not least, I have unwittingly turned into a hopeless addict to the virtual game of World of Warcraft. It has consumed my days, nights, weekends and all my living seconds. I am now a Level 27 Human Priest with 33 more gruelling levels to go before reaching Nirvana.


Yes, life has been wonderful indeed.

For that, I thank you Lord. Your blessings have been more than abundant.


Thursday, April 13, 2006

GBBMC

Grassroots Blogger Book Marketing Campaign, or GBBMC for short, is an ingenious marketing stint spearheaded by Kevin Apgar to promote Paul Davidson's latest book, The Lost Blogs.

The Lost Blogs is a satirical compedium of ancient blogs by the most infamous personalities in history - from Ghandi to Jesus to Jim Morrison. 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".

GBBMC is an amazingly fun project where 40-odd bloggers took to the blogosphere and write as their preferred historical figure for an entire week, and they can try to guess who these writers are blogging as.

I am, of course, one of the Lost Bloggers and if you want to take a shot and guess which famous personality I was trying to blog as, click your way now to I Am NOT What I Am. Do check out the other Lost Bloggers too on my Blogroll and see if you can unravel the mystery writers!

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Kids Power!


The 19th Nickelodeon's Kids' Choice Awards was an awesome show! This awards show - is a mini-Oscar's show where kids get to make all the decisions - and vote for their favorites in sports, music, movies and fashion.

It was a star-studded night no doubt, made even more glamourous by the likes of Will Smith, Chris Rock, Jessica Alba, Jesse McCartney, Cameron Diaz, Robin Williams, Whoopi Goldberg, Justin Timberlake, Hugh Jackman, Nelly, Bow Wow, Adam Sandler, Green Day and Pink.

Yup - go ahead and envy me 'cos I get to see them up so close and personal. Haha...

Jack Black rocked the house with his funny antics as the host for the night. The sets were amazingly elaborate and sensational. The audience were in top form and screamed their lungs out for every star - except for Backstreet Boys. All in all, it was quite an incredible experience for me.

Yes - I do love my job. :)

Check out the animated photo banner below - for they will be able to show you the scale and scope of the event that I would not have possibly been able to describe using mere words.

NICKELODEON'S KIDS CHOICE AWARDS PHOTOS


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Friday, April 07, 2006

I'm Home....

...and feelin' tired....

...and feelin' cold cos I was caught in the rain for more than 2 hours on my last day in LA...

...and feelin' lazy.

How's your day been?

Monday, April 03, 2006

Delayed Blogcast From LA!


Yes yes! I know I promised to do a mini-blog on my LA exploits, but I had problems with the hotel's wireless access the last couple of days, so do pardon my tardy updates.

Since all of you are 'dying' to hear from me, I shall tarry no more and get on with my escapades in LA.....

DAY ONE

Reached LAX airport feelin' ultra-zombied. Haven't slept a wink during the 16-hour flight. Guess I wasn't really used to long hauls.


Watched the movie adaptations of Rent The Musical and The Producers on KrisWorld. Rent is achingly fantastic. Now I regret not watching the actual musical. Arrgh.

Cabby Pick Up #1

Took a shared van ride to my hotel with a few other girls and a Chinese couple. Thought it would be cheaper than the cab. I was the last one to drop off, so the driver started chatting with me and recommending places that I should visit whilst I am here.

Somehow the conversation steered towards his family. He revealed that he is a divorcee now and his kids are staying with his wife. In an attempt to lighten the mood, he exclaimed with a bright smile,"And now I am single!"

I "congratulated" (condolences wasn't really apt then) him while he went on about the fun things to do in LA. When we were nearing the hotel, he asked if I there was anyone to send me around during my stay here. Before I could answer, he offered to be my driver if I needed transport. Apparently he owned the vehicle so he's basically his own boss and could take time off anytime he wants to.

I "enthusiastically" accepted his name card and told him I would call him should I need a ride. Of course - I'd conveniently forget about it right after I've checked in.

It's not because he was fat, balding, "divorced-and-pretending-to-be-happily-single" that freaked me out. It was really his offer of sending me around - FREE of charge. We all know that there's no such thing as a free lunch and well, I just ain't gonna put myself at risk in exchange for free taxi rides to Disneyland.

Walked along the neighbourhood hunting for dinner 'cos I was starving. Found a nice li'l sushi place and had a quick dinner - before running back to my hotel in the pouring rain.

Bummer. I crashed immediately after a nice warm bath.

Weather: Cold, rainy, windy.


DAY TWO

The morning smells wonderful. Is it because there are less traffic, less pollution and hardly any smokers around? It's so cold out there, but yet, I don't see that many cancer stick puffers. Strange....but real cool. :)

I simply luuuurrrrvveee the cool weather. It's like walking in air-conditioned streets.

I hopped onto a cab and headed towards 3rd Street Promenade at Santa Monica. What a quaint little street! It is framed by a small canopy of trees and bricked tiles, and the sides are lined with cafes and restuarants, and some of fashion's best names in their standalone mini-boutiques: Levi's, Nike, Urban Outfitters, Timberland, Banana Republic, AX, Abercrombie & Fitch, just to name a few.



I Was A Street Artist!

I stopped in my tracks as a street artist was about to perform his next act. I took out my camera and was trying to frame the best angle I could find, when to my horror, I saw him walking towards me from my LCD screen. He asked for my name and despite my attempt to put on that terror-stricken look, he continued to pull me towards the area right in the middle of the crowd!


"Everyone, let's give Elvina a warm welcome! She is now going to help me in my next performance. Elvina, you wouldn't need this anymore (he took my camera). I am going to give this to my dad and this (he took my bag) - is for my mom."

To be honest, I was feeling more tired than thrilled. I only wanted to shop before scampering off to the Kids' Choice Awards at 3.30pm. But seeing how hard he was working to entertain the audience, I played along. He started spinning balls into this axis that was resting on my head, as well as onto that little stick that he made me hold up in my left hand.

It was bloody heavy to hold 4 spinning balls ok?! I almost wanted to let them all go, but then the idea of a concussion wasn't really appealing, so I held on.


We earned the applause of an appreciative crowd, but he really got more out of it. Most of them dropped a dollar into the white bucket that he passed around after the gig. I should have just asked him for my commission. (So Singaporean right??!!!)

I was so hungry after that workout, so I dropped by Seattle Coffee for a little snack. It was my lunch actually - tomato and cheese sandwich. This li'l piggie woke up too late and missed breakfast completely. :P


And did I forget to mention that it's uber sassy to sit by the sidewalk cafe with a book in one hand, warm cup of tea in the other, great music flowing into my ears from my sleek ipod nano - and watch the beautiful people whiz by? Life is good.

Cabby Pick Up #2

On my way back to the hotel, my cab driver - this time a much younger Russian - enthusiastically introduced the various shopping malls I should visit. He pointed out the various landscapes to me and explained their histories and heritage in his smattering of broken English. In between the audio guide, he would slip in a comment about Russian men having a preference for Asian women even though women in Russia are reputedly extremely beautiful, or at least according to him. Asian women are smaller in size, and have lovelier characters, he claimed.

That's a hint, no?

I smiled and nodded politely. He said 'it is not everday you meet a beautiful Asian girl like yourself, ya know?', and I said 'thank you very much.'

Then he did the "call-me-if-you-need-a-ride-I'm-available-anytime" trick, and this time, I am all da wiser. I claimed I have friends in LA who will keep me VERY busy the whole time I'm here. I think he got the hint.

The key highlight of the day was really the Nickelodeon Kids' Choice Awards. But that definitely warrants an entry by itself, so I think I will stop here for now. Will regale you of the stars that I have spotted during this awards show over the next few days....so keep your eyes peeled on this blogcast.

Meanwhile, be good and await my return. Sleep, I must, and till then, may my words be with you.

Weather: Cool & Chilly

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Goin' Hollywood!


Yes! I'm going to Hollywood!

I get tingles in my spine just thinking about it. I have never been to the States, much less the movie capital of the world.

A significant part of my job is to identify world-class entertainment events that we can bring in to Singapore. If we manage to lure global entertainment companies to invest and anchor top-rated events in Singapore, we could very well be on our way to become the Entertainment Capital of Asia.

This vision is exactly what is taking me to Los Angeles, California on March 31. I will be attending the 19th Nickelodeon's Kids Choice Awards - which is all about Kids Power! The Nickelodeon’s Kids’ Choice Awards - oft-dubbed the "mini-Oscars" - will take place on April 1 @ the UCLA's Pauley Pavilion. It is the only awards show where the tots honor their favorites from the worlds of film, music, sports and television in a star-packed, messy, noisy, slime-filled live telecast from the heart of Hollywood.

I have been told that this is probably the BIGGEST kids' show in the U.S. Some of the celebrities who have appeared on the show include:

- Brad Pitt
- Michelle Pfeiffer
- Tom Cruise
- Will Smith
- Jim Carrey
- Cameron Diaz
- Mel Gibson
- Robert DeNiro
- Madonna
- Eddie Murphy
- Drew Barrymore
- Britney Spears
- Adam Sandler
- Mike Meyers,
- Cindy Crawford
- Shaquille O'Neal
- Aerosmith
- .....and the list goes on and on and on....

Besides star-gazing and droolin', I would be checking out some of LA's best attractions such as Disneyland, Universal Studios and Six Flags - which are supposedly actually quite near my hotel. Although I highly doubt I can even complete one attraction within a day.

I am also tasked to do a market check on the nightlife scene at Sunset Strip, the shopping havens at the Hollywood Entertainment District, Beverly Hills and Rodeo Drive and of course some touristy stuff like the Marvel Comics Exhibition which is happening in LA right now.

You can prepare yourself for some really awesome photos when I am back next week. Hmm...I might even try to blog a mini travelogue every day - just to let you guys in on what I've been up to. How about that - a delayed "live" blogcast straight from Hollywood!

Stay tuned. :)

This is Elvina from Channel Solace, LA, California.


Monday, March 27, 2006

PinK Plugs



I would like to dedicate this short entry to these bloggers who have shown their utmost support for me by plugging proJect pinK on their blogs.

Thank you so much for believing in this dream - and for all the encouragement you have given me one way or the other. Your endorsement is truly based on blind faith - and that is indeed the most awesome gift you can offer to anyone.

Entries are coming in..slowly but surely.

Now we shall wait - and see if the women bloggers of the world will unite.

Absolutjoiz - A Bundle of Joy

Aristocrat - The Tortured Poet

DelorumRex - Delirious Rex

Kite
- Flyin' High

Life With Celia - A Shakespeare Heroine

Prince Romp - Rompin' Good Time

Quills and Swords - The Double Edge Sword

Scratchpad - The Scrabble Sensation

Sevenspell - One Sweet Fan

ZheBinEverything - Founder of Zhebinism


Thank you guys.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Maturity Demystified


Artwork by Evon Lim

I was caught off guard recently when a blogger friend asked me to explain what maturity means, and the qualities one should possess to be seen as a mature individual.

Frankly, it's not the question that got me stumped. It's who he posed that question to that almost made me tumble off my swivelling chair.

Look at me. I am the last person you would ask about maturity - seriously. I have irrational mood swings. I am freakingly emotional. I have that occasional but sudden passionate outbursts. I can be rash and impetuous. And I am a li'l girl trapped in an aging, decaying, horizontally expanding and vertically challenged body.

Ok ok. I shouldn't make excuses for myself. Since you've asked - my dear friend, so you shall receive. My concept of maturity may be warped, so please take what I blog here with a huge spoonful of salt.

Maturity - to me - is a mindset, which in turn will translate into observable behavioural patterns, and materializing in several forms such as responses, reactions, actions and speech. It is a state of the mind.

Simply put, maturity comes from within. It is often determined by oneself, but defined by others.

For example, I may feel that I'm mature because I have been through a lot in life and accumulated pain and experience along the way to emphatize and offer solid advice. I may be mature in handling work issues and politics. I'm less emotional when it comes to focusing on my goals and pursuing my dreams. My head sits tightly screwed on my shoulders when I'm depended upon to offer solutions to critical problems. I do not falter in the face of challenge and never give up when things do not go my way. My sensible and responsible nature reflect the mature me in the eyes of my friends.

On the flipside of the coin, I could also seem immature during the times I throw my tantrums, sulk or exhibit a ridiculously unreasonable behaviour, or any of the other actions I've listed in the earlier paragraphs.

Many could not resist equating age to maturity. After spending some three decades struggling in the real world, I discovered a number of older people I've encountered in the days of my life, work, school and social network are quite a distance from the nirvana state of maturity.

You cannot imagine the childish words that sprung forth from their mouths when they are angry or upset. You can hardly believe your eyes when they react mindlessly to protect their egos or pride. You cannot help laughing at the few who resort to juvenile acts for personal gains.

I don't have to go really far to prove my point. Look around you at the heads of state who fell out of favour with their people; men with graying hair in the likes of Osama bin Laden; historical figures in power who committed some of the world's gravest mistakes. Maturity seems to elude them too, isn't it?

I can't tell for sure what qualities you really need to be deem a mature person. In my humble and baseless opinion, I would think that he would be objective, calm, reasonable, and righteous (morally sound, that is). He would have the ability to differentiate right from wrong, truth from fiction, good from evil. He takes no sides, spreads no gossips, bears no grudges and exacts no vengeance.

I guess whenever I'm on the verge of veering towards the immaturity complex, I can always go back to that one reference who embodies "maturity" in every aspect of his behaviour and thought.

Think Jesus.

One really effective way is to infuse these 4 letters in each and every part of your life - WWJD.

What Would Jesus Do?

"Maturity is achieved when a person postpones immediate pleasures for long-term values." ~ Joshua Loth Liebman

Monday, March 20, 2006

Anonymously Yours...


Artwork by Bernadette24


Sorry for harping on proJect pinK again - but I realised maybe I have not made myself clear.

The book will only list your stories, your blogger nick as well as your blog URL. It will not feature your real name, or personal details whatsoever. I asked for some of these details initially simply because if this book really takes off - I can pay you!

However I understand that most bloggers would prefer to remain anonymous. So if it's really a concern, you can still choose not to reveal your true identity.

Furthermore, the criteria listed are not set in stone. Just submit your favourite blog entry, or what you really, really wanna rant about - and leave the rest to me. Just be true to yourself.

What you see in the book will be what appears on your blog! :)

I need more entries.
Where is 'girl power' when you really need it?

Sunday, March 19, 2006

For Heaven's Sake....




....I am not looking for a New York Times bestseller author. Nor a potential Putlizer Prize winner. Neither am I trying to discover the next JK Rowling or Judith McNaught.

The success of proJect pinK can only take off - if a girl dares to dream and see her works in print. It will never come to fruition - if every female blogger thinks that her work is not "good" enough. If you can blog, you have already fulfilled the most important criteria of this project.

I am looking for stories. Stories that make good reading. Stuff that you share on your blogs. The musings you blog about. The experiences that you have shared so openly on the world wide web.

proJect pinK is never going to be a super blockbuster with millions in the making. It was not the objective in the first place.

No. It's is a little project that aims to bring together the women of the blogosphere - and compile some of their favourite entries. It's a mini dream to showcase the female bloggers who are bold enough to share their lives and stories so openly to the entire world.

Now if blogging is never an issue - where there is absolute zero control on the internet, why would putting some stories that you have wrote before on a book be so daunting?

Even if your stories are not saucy or juicy or mind-blowing, it's really not important. It is who you are that is significant to the project. I want to read the heartfelt stories you blog about. I want to share the joys you experience in some of your memories. I want to encapsulate your thoughts when you are feeling lousy.

If it's good enough to be shared online, it will definitely make it into this book. I want real women, with real stories to tell, who sometimes may live out another life through a URL.

For every girl who knows about proJect pinK but shys away from it, for whatever reasons, I am one step nearer to aborting this dream. To be honest, I am already quite disheartened by the many "Oh it's a great project but I don't think my stories are good enough so I will not participate" comments. I have always thought if a group of like-minded people form an allegiance to pursue a common goal, nothing is impossible. Especially more so if it's made up of confident, sincere and real women like the many who have been reading this blog.

Maybe I was wrong.

I appreciate all the "moral support" given to this dream - and am humbled by the many who think that this effort is applaudable. But if all positive encouragement only boils down to zero submission, this project in my opinion - is a total failure - and should be buried deep and never be spoken of ever again.

So here's my plea - Don't judge your own works even before I am given a chance to read it. proJect pinK can only go as far as the women behind it.

So for heaven's sake, please........ just submit your stories already. :)

"A man's face is his autobiography.
A woman's face is her work of fiction." ~ Oscar Wilde

Thursday, March 16, 2006

proJect pinK

Artwork by =grimcinder


proJect pinK (working title) is a brainchild of yours truly. It is meant to be experimental, no fluff, witty and candid.

Since it's called proJect pinK, obviously it's for da chicks and babes only. I've absolutely nothing against bimbos, sluts and bitches, so you are more than welcomed to participate as long as you can write (with substance of course).

If you are a female/lady/woman/girl blogger, all you have to do is submit your best, sauciest, scandalous, sexiest, juciest, most tear-jerking, most emotional, most unbelievable blog entries to projectpink@mail.com. I would need about 150-200 entries, so do spread this news around to any female blogger friend of yours.

The success of this project depends on the quality of the submissions. Here's a mini-guide on what proJect pinK is looking for.

What's Sizzling:
- eye-openers
- heartstrings tugger
- real life accounts
- love, lies and lingerie
- confessions
- secrets
- men
- unique stories
- dating
- struggles
- death
- autobiographies
-.....and other irresistible content.

What's Fizzling
- days of your lives (yawn..)
- run-of-the-mill stories (real or otherwise)
- copyrighted materials
- slanderous and libelous topics
- movies/music reviews
- unoriginal materials
- ...and any other sleep-inducing topics

What's the criteria? Initially I had a list of 1,698 terms and conditions, but then I realized I couldn't remember all of them so I decided to trash them all away.

Criteria for submissions
- 2,500-5,000 words per entry
- multiple submissions are ok
- submissions from other countries are welcome (as long as they can prove their gender)
- check for grammar and spelling mistakes
- use font Arial, size 12: double spacing
- give an attention-grabbing title to your entry
- illustrations submitted must be original (or the copyright owners will sue the pants off ya)
- save your entries in a word document, together with a cover page including these details:
(1) real name + blog name (if any)
(2) age
(3) your blog's URL
(4) contact number
(5) email address

and finally

(6) a short paragraph of about 600 words on what you think about MEN

This shall be a mini-prologue that leads to your entry.

By now, it should be evident that proJect pinK is an anthology of stories from babes who blog. As this is an experimental project, I am not expecting to make money out of this.

But if miraculously, there is a high demand because of the writers' collective marketing efforts on their own blogs, and to their friends - we might just have that winning formula. :)

proJect pinK will come with a handy dandy marketing e-book to help all contributors sell and market this unique paperback. Contributors will be remunerated by the number of books sold (don't ask me how much 'cos i don't know yet. besides, that's a career limiting move.).

Limited editions will be produced - so that it will be highly exclusive.

Will advise on the price once the project nears completion. For now, you can start spreading the word, or place an advanced order for the book by sending an email to proJect pinK.

By the way, this is an authentic project, nothing like the Contemporary Dictionary of The Vulgar Tongue.

I know for a fact that you girls are good. Let's try and see if we can make our dreams come true.


ADDENDUM


This book will only list your stories, your blogger nick as well as your blog URL.

It will not feature your real name, or personal details whatsoever. I need some of these details for my own file so that if this book really takes off - I can PAY you! But if it bothers you so much, you can still choose not to reveal your true identity.

What you see in the book will be what appears on your blog! :)

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

MEME MIA!

Artwork by RimFrost

I got tagged by Sonic to do this song meme - which in a way, challenges my music knowledge. I do listen to a varied of different music genres though - anything from Smooth Jazz, Rock, Pop, Retro, Hip Hop, R&B, Ballads, Classical, Instrumental and New Age. Since there's nothing to lose (nor gain), so what the heck....here goes my music roll:-

1. A song by a Beatle/Beatles:
A Hard Day's Night (my personal anthem)

2. A song featuring piano as the main instrument:
Fields of Gold by Emi Fujita (cover of Sting)

3. A song with a woman’s name in the title:
Judy, Judy, Judy by Johnny Tillotson

4. A song with a man’s name in the title:
Vincent by Don McLean

5. A song about money:
She Works Hard For The Money by Donna Summer

6. A song with weather in the title:
It's Raining Men by Weather Girls

7. A song with parentheses in the title (these are parentheses):
Pretty Fly (For A White Guy) by The Offsprings

8. A song made by a punk band:
Blitzkrieg Bop by The Ramones

9. A song with the word “song” in the title:
Love Song for a Vampire by Annie Lennox

10. A song you love so much you stop and listen whenever you hear it/ put it on repeat mode and never get sick of it:
Sailing by Rod Stewart

"Music speaks what cannot be expressed, soothes the mind and gives it rest, heals the heart and makes it whole, flows from heaven to the soul." ~ Anonymous

Sunday, March 12, 2006

What You Think Of Moi


Remember that Johari Window that you guys have done for me?
Most of you think I am intelligent (48%), friendly (44%) and independent (36%).

By the way, some people think I am silly!! That's quite funny. I wonder why?


All Percentages

able (12%) accepting (0%) adaptable (8%) bold (16%) brave (0%) calm (0%) caring (16%) cheerful (12%) clever (12%) complex (4%) confident (48%) dependable (8%) dignified (0%) energetic (8%) extroverted (12%) friendly (44%) giving (4%) happy (8%) helpful (8%) idealistic (4%) independent (36%) ingenious (4%) intelligent (48%) introverted (4%) kind (0%) knowledgeable (24%) logical (4%) loving (8%) mature (0%) modest (4%) nervous (0%) observant (4%) organised (8%) patient (8%) powerful (8%) proud (8%) quiet (0%) reflective (16%) relaxed (0%) religious (4%) responsive (4%) searching (4%) self-assertive (24%) self-conscious (4%) sensible (0%) sentimental (12%) shy (0%) silly (8%) spontaneous (16%) sympathetic (4%) tense (0%) trustworthy (12%) warm (20%) wise (0%) witty (28%)

Created by the Interactive Johari Window,
on 11 March 2006, using data from 25 respondents.
You can make your own
Johari Window, or view LaoNiang's full data.


Actually, what you didn't really know is I am actually very shy, self-conscious and rebellious. Of course that didn't really come across in this blog. I suspect I am beginning to display the traits of someone having a dissociative identity disorder.

There seems to be multiple Elvinas edging their way out to voice their individualistic opinions on this blog. Ya...I freak myself out sometimes.

Which is the real me?

I don't have the answer really. I think I am going mad.


“My great mistake, the fault for which I can't forgive myself,
is that one day I ceased my obstinate pursuit
of my own individuality.” ~ Oscar Wilde

Saturday, March 11, 2006

Please - Don't Try This At Work


This blog is rated [PG] - Parental Guidance required

For some unknown reasons, I feel a sense of national obligation to conduct a sex education tutorial online. Though I know some of you are probably Masters of Copulation, it probably wouldn't hurt to go through the basics again, for old times' sake.

For a fully-animated, mini-sex education syllabus, tap your mouse HERE and click on the avatar on the left side bar. A modern online karma sutra guide - each of the 21 styles/positions come with mind-boggling names such as "The Persuading of The Debtor", "The Squashing of The Deck Chair" and "The Playing of The Cello".

The avatars in fornication, though they look quite static, are hopelessly funny when you turn up the sound effects.

Having said that, unless you are dying to declare your insatiable and fervent sexual appetite, it would be wise to check your surroundings before you do so. Especially more so if your boss is single, lonely and horny.
Source: Mal at www.welcometowallyworld.com

"I don't know the question, but sex is definitely the answer." ~ Woody Allen

Friday, March 10, 2006

eBuy: New Tasteless Paperback!

Have you come across a situation when you were extremely pissed - and you needed some really aggressive words to express your rage - and you realised to your horror, that no dictionary in the world could offer any assistance - Oxford, Cambridge or otherwise?

Introducing the Contemporary Dictionary of The Vulgar Tongue - a collective of obscene and rude expletives - heard and use in today's highly corrupted society.


Artwork by Philip

Inspired by the Classical Dictionary of The Vulgar Tongue (see pic below), this glossary is updated with the newest and latest profanities, expounded by the generations of this era.



Click HERE to download the online text version.

Painstakingly compiled by first-time IgNobel Prize Winner - obscure writer Elvina de Culprit, this tongue-in-cheek dictionary brings a whole new meaning to the definitions of déclassé words. Written in a politically-correct style, the Contemporary Dictionary of The Vulgar Tongue promises to be an intriguing companion whenever you are in need of crude and plebian language.

Here's a sneak preview of what you'll see in this amazing book:

Defintions

Ass·holes: n. vulgar slang
They are full of shit. They live a shitty life and get sat on every day. They often get screwed and they stink. Big time.

B·itch: noun
She revels in a dog-eat-dog world. She is notorious for cavorting with all the male dogs and barking up the wrong trees. And yes, she also loves to bite the hand that feeds her.

Dick·head: n. vulgar slang
Seriously true to his namesake - a walking humanoid with a male anatomy in place of a head. Used for purging of waste matter and as a sex tool. No other merits found to date.

Id·i·ots: noun
They come in two versions: Complete and Total. There's hardly any noticeable difference between the two. Suffer from severe IQ Deficiency Syndrom. No upgrades available.

Lo·ser: noun
Horrendously clueless and thinks he's Casonava reincarnate. Easily identifiable as he usually bores a bright, blinking "L" on his forehead. Super effective appetite suppressant.

Pr·ick: noun
A typical pain-in-the-arse. Synonymous to causing sharp mental and physical pain. Anything or anyone named after a penis could only mean one thing: They should be circumcised (i.e. sexually mutilated)

Scum·bags: n. slang
Carriers of disgusting filth and trash. Seen as the lowest life in the organic food chain. Packed with lies, corruption and despicable acts. Lifetime guarantee.

These and more - in the all-new first edition of the Contemporary Dictionary of The Vulgar Tongue. Get your copy today at special price of S$39.99 - exclusively for blog readers only!

Call 1900-I-Am-Vulgar or click on the book cover below and place your order now! Whilst stocks last.

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"No crime is vulgar, but all vulgarity is crime." ~ Oscar Wilde

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Mood Colour: Blue



I am feeling shitty today. In fact, I've been so blue for the last week.

Family: Extremely strained. Irreparable.

Friends: Neglected them. Guilty.

Work: More Projects. Less time.

Health: Visibly weaker. Tired.

Personal: Feels misunderstood. Unappreciated.

I don't wanna talk about it.



Saturday, March 04, 2006

Tell Me Something I Don't Already Know

This is a month of self-discovery. I know who I am, what I am. But it's kinda cool when the personality tests you take reaffirms that. While I am hammering away at my keyboard on another controversial blog entry, why don't you read on and check out the results I've gathered from some of these cutesy personality tests I took online!

Lemme know if you agree with the analysis. I personally reckon some of them are freaking accurate and uncannily true in their descriptions of me! Worth a laugh - if not for anything else...! :P

Thanks to Pip from Whimsical Wonderland for all these cool personality tests!


What Element Am I?

Fire



Your element is Fire.

Strong, hot tempered, powerful, and passionate. Well now lets see, being fire you are quite strong and powerful be it mentally, physically or both. People look up to you greatly and often seek your protection.

You have the ability to gain many friends and you are always one people can count on to do what you say you will do. You are extremely loyal, be it friends or family you'll stick up for them and you are never willing to put them in a position that could hurt them.

You know what roll you play in life, leader, and you intend to let people know it. Not everyone is capable of leadership but you certainly have the willpower and flare to do it. You have quite a temper if it shows itself, one that can often lead you into trouble. Once your mind is made up there is no changing it but no one said that was a bad thing.

What is your true element?



What Kind of Tea Am I?


Chamomile Tea



You are Chamomile Tea.

You are an original! Helpful to anyone in need and always willing to lend a hand, you take action but not through violence. People listen to you for you have a knack for giving wonderful advice!

Many look up to you and you try your best not to let them down. You have many friends steadfast and some who consider themselves lucky to be near you. You may have been hurt in the past but you dont let that stand in your way!

You have a wonderful outlook on life and try to see the good in people which is an awesome gift!

What type of Tea are you?


What Is My Inner Age?

HASH(0x8c183a0)



You are a SWEET TEEN!!!

Yes you are a teenager from 13 - 19. Quite a little rebel haha... just kidding!

You think as a teenager, you see everything quite simple, but soon you will realize it is not that simple. In my opinion you look at things in a very beautiful way. =)

What is your inner age?



What Kind Of Couple Am I and My Partner?



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You are the loving couple.

Now all couples love but you two seem to be perfect for each other. You hardly fight, you're not afraid to show your feelings in public, and you understand each other.

That's not to say you don't have your bumpy points in the road. You may have huge arguments but you never get over each other and you put each other first no matter what. If you mess up you try to see what was wrong and try to improve it.

What Kind Of Couple Are You And Your Partner?


Am working on some interesting entries now and creating graphics for those blogs, so in the interim, do amuse yourself with these fun tests first! Love to hear your comments as well as your test results!

I'LL BE BACK.

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

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

Saturday, February 25, 2006

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


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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....)