dragon red

I'm still in a daze. And a little star-struck, p'haps.

Natalie from Dragon Red called me this morning and asked me to replace her in Fear Factor Celebrity. Flattered as I am to have a real celebrity actually grace my phone with her ethereal voice (may you have thousands of beautiful grandchildren, Julian!)... I couldn't go! *whine*

I wanna eat worms. I wanna jump from a chopper. I wanna eat and strategise and sleep with celebrities and see them without their make-up.

But I gotta work.

Because I'm going off to Taiwan in 2 weeks and I have to settle all that I can before I go.

Bwaaaaaaaaaaah...

worn out

You know you're worn out when...

You wake up, realise you're late for work, and then you go back to sleep.

You traipse lazily to your car after checking all the locks, start the engine, and realise you forgot the bathroom light.

You come up with 3 excellent ideas for a pitch and as you present it to your boss it slowly dawns on you that you have been working on the wrong brief.

You drag yourself in front the book cabinet, then pause for 2 minutes trying to remember what you went there for.

You MSN Messenger for 10 minutes with someone and then suddenly it dawns on you that you're chatting with someone else with the same name.

You forget to zip your pants and never realise until you go for a second pee 3 hours later.

pengsan man

Went to the supermarket with my brother one fine day at our hometown and we saw this guy passed out dead on a busy walkway. Everyone ignored him. Even the security guard standing 10 metres away. I took a picture and walked off.

Harry Potter

Harry Potter is such a let down!!! *wail*

I think I've been waiting a tad too eagerly. With too much expectations. The only part I honestly enjoyed was Harry's half-naked bathtub scene in the prefect's bathroom. He looks so fiiiiine! I can't believe I'm ogling (and seriously turned on with his uneasy squirming and fidgeting) a minor. Someone slap handcuffs on me! Better yet, someone who's 14 with Harry Potter looks (and fab body... and bashful expression... oooh) slap handcuffs on me! *wail*

After the movie, I bumped into J. Lo. The Malaysian (duh) one. And his daughter's name won't gerroff my head. Kaya. Who names their daughter Kaya? Sure kena tease like nobody's business. Although the right pronunciation is "Kay-Ah". Ya lar, exotic lar.

Then went for supper with KC. And he ran over a cat (or a branch). It sounded like some twigs cracking and I didn't see anything. Fortunately. I didn't want to see. It could be still breathing. Chest heaving laboriously against its crushed ribs, blood oozing out in bubbles from its nostrils while its eyes stare dazedly into the dark. I felt nauseous. KC turned on the emergency lights and was moaning at the steering wheel. My voice was calm, however, when I asked KC to keep driving, there're cars behind our car. Curious. Slowing down. We parked, ordered, ate in silence.

"Somehow I know this will happen. Remember last night I almost hit a cat? And we were discussing about the 2 dogs you had as a girl and how they died?"
"I don't want to talk about this."

The mind is a strange thing. I will erase this incident from my memory. Like it never happened. It was just twigs. Yeah. Bloody idiots throwing branches into the middle of the road.

emily rose

I really enjoyed The Exorcism of Emily Rose last night. And I thought she is Emily the Strange, because they're both, well, weird... and the cats! Jennifer Carpenter is one damn good (scary?) actress. *shudder* Piqued by interest, I did my homework and found out that the "real" Emily Rose was in fact a 24-year old German girl - Anneliese Michel. An upcoming German-language film called Requiem is expected to stay truer to the real events, and I can't wait. Movies based on true events intrique me, and the battle between light and darkness fascinates me. But most of the time I'd settle for bloodbaths, flying limbs and sexy half-nude babes squealing in fear.

Tonight is Harry Potter night. Ooooooh!

popcorn

Am in a cheery mood even though I worked till 4 a.m. last night and who cares if I very likely will be doing so too tonight... because... Harry Potter is 2 days away! Woo hoo hoo! I've re-watched the earlier 3 episodes just to get back on track and re-read the Goblet of Fire twice just so I don't miss any details out.

I'll be watching Emily Rose tomorrow first.

I think I'm gonna pee my pants in excitement.

wendy's wedding dinner

My cousin Wendy (go read my entry October last year, I have no idea how to link) got married last week. Flew all the way from California to have the Chinese ceremony in an armpit of a town called Ayer Tawar. I'm glad she did, anyhoo. It's rare to have the whole clan united in one place for the same cause.

Brian (the obvious one in the picture that's not a cousin) brought a troop of 8 other family members along. I was telling cousins within earshot that our typical 8-course Chinese wedding dinner must have been a 3-hour Fear Factor segment for the foreign visitors. Coupled with a few hardcore karaoke microphone-hogging guests (Brian's brother grimaced when the fourth off-key, off-tempo singer shamelessly announced, "and now I shall sing my 3rd song for tonight, a masterpiece from 1947...") also typical at such occassions, I was surprised Brian's parents didn't start yanking off their hair and run screaming out of the restaurant. Wendy must have prepared them well.

Aaah. They're so gonna have beautiful mixed parentage babies.