Secretive

A whole load of tissues!

Is it just me or did the entire male population in Singapore stood glued to their telly boxes from 10 to 11pm last night? The reason? Victoria’s Secrets Fashion Show 2004. Ok before I start ranting and raving about the hard bodies, never-ending legs, luscious lips, to die-for hair, flawless facial features of all the supermodels like a sex-deprived school boy, I did like to add the show was hot! So hot that the models were wearing the bare minimum to preserve their modesty.

From string thongs to bikini tops so small you wondered why did they bother even wearing it in the first place. Of cause it wasn’t to say that it was done in bad taste. This year’s show adopted a rather fantasy theme to the outfits. We saw loads of angelic wings slapped on to the backs of the models ala Doc Oct of Spiderman fame. Loads of LOTR type chains and breast plates. It was pure heaven.

The other joy in watching the show was to ogle at the drop-dead gorgeous supermodels on the runway strutting their stuff, baring their incredibly slim frames for all to see. P. Diddy who was in the gallery is one lucky man, Sting who was backstage was even luckier. On show were names synonymous with the fashion world, like Heidi Klum, Gisele Bunchen, Tyra Banks and Naomi Campbell just to name a few…

Alas, the probably 2 hour show was snipped, edited till it became senseless. There wasn’t any teddy section, none of the extremely provocative stuff you normally see in the catalogues. It generally mutated into a FHM live spread. Sad, but Erin and I had quite an eyeful of the taut bodies and va-va voom costumes. Perhaps our stations should screen more of these in the hopes that it might translate into more babies, how do skimpy bras and panties equate to babies? I leave that to your imagination!

Shown

I’ve been noticing a trend in our local dramas recently, especially Mediacorp’s soaps. Whenever there’s a major sponsor financing the show, you get all sorts of stupid inputs into the story line – most probably at the request of the sponsors themselves. Script writers will have no choice but to weave the request into the story or onto the set itself.

Now most of the time they don’t do too much harm as in product placement. Well, on one is gonna notice suddenly your house is stacked to the brim with a certain brand of food products, or never mind that your table has bak kwa neatly arranged right in the centre with display boxes portraying the name so clearly, or suddenly the main lead in the show breaks out into a full product demonstration of a vacuum cleaner. This is just the tip of the ice berg.

It gets better when insurance or charitable organizations join the fray, we have entire episodes or stories devoted to policies, the great work the “charitable org is doing” or even scripted events to introduce GOVERNMENT policies…yes u heard it, even our soaps have political agendas…such is the fate of television. Look who cares about it? These companies not only screw up the plot but effectively turn the artistes into walking celebrity sales-personnel.

I question the ethics of the show’s producers and directors, are you going to allow a company to run your show? Letting them dictate the pace and storyline? As a result a lot of our shows tend to become very slow and methodical. So generic it hurts.

Bad

As your dental consultant I recommend you start flossing between meals...

Ok, I’m really regretting taking Medical Leave on Friday now; the look on both of my bosses’ faces says it all. It was black…so black I swore you can write on ‘em with chalk. The tone and words they used…sheesh…like I’m some JI cell member and they are the ISD personnel.

“You know you have taken 9 days MC since May blah blah blah”, “I will not accept your MC cause there is nothing written in the remarks column”, just some of the crap I had to put up with, one ear in, one ear out…BITE ME!

But its’ been starting to dawn on me, why do I even bother? Am I gonna really do this shit after I get my degree? Am I really gonna live and breathe Public Relations? I hate meeting clients now, hate doing reports, writing, etc etc, anything associated with it. Lame is an understatement.

I’ve been considering the possibilities that lay before me, should I major in journalism and PR? Which equals writing, boot-licking in the real world or media studies which leads to broadcasting, producing (ie. Sheryl Fox) Ok I know, that’s just the glam factor, but I really am beginning to think this isn’t my cup of tea, sure theory wise I scored big in PR, but studying it and working in it for the rest of your life is totally different.

PR is just a small fraction of Mass Communications. Media Studies plays a bigger role too…I was thinking, since diploma levels was theory-based and I studied the writing part to bits…why not encompass the final spectrum of my course structure, the practical side…

All this while I never even went close to a television station, safe for my brief run in with Stephen at MTV Asia…other than that…absolutely zlitch…nada, zero, nothing! So why not? The opportunity has presented itself before me should I seize it? Coming back I sure as hell can work in the broadcast industry…hmmm something to ponder over the next following days.

Ok I must apologize for only bloggin’ like once a week, no mood to write anything. I caught AVP over the weekend. To the uninitiated, it stands for Alien Vs Predator or it could also mean A Very Painful Show. Why you ask? Believe the critics when they say these show is absolute trash…but did I listen? NO!!! I spent $17 bucks to watch the most brain dead piece of garbage ever manufactured from actually 2 pretty likeable franchises.

Alien was a sci-fi horror that scared the hell outta me back in the early ninties, Siggy and crew are always trapped in the bowels of some space station that’s crawling with the saliva drooling Aliens – this made for some really tense and terrifying moments, all of which made the show really kick ass and never dumbed itself into B-grade campiness.

Predator on the other hand was pure Macho-actioner, P1 was based in the jungles and pitted action superstar Arnie and his team of marines against a killing machine so advanced and overpowering nothing could have stopped it. P2 starred that black dude (from lethal weapon whom I cant’ remember for the life of me) but that was good too…cause both films never tried to be something they were not…they made the Predators extremely ruthless, extremely macho, merciless and ultimately they sold the idea that Predators are unstoppable. Bravo I say!

But what’s my problem with AVP? Wouldn’t combining these 2 characters into one movie make it an instant hit? Not if you screw up the whole plot! The Aliens thankfully are still kinda gross, but Predators…ugh….they sorta evolved into sissies…within the first 30mins, 2 of the 3 Predators have been satayed (advanced killing machines eh…so much for thermal sensors…I thought the 2 were like blind or something) then towards the end, the last predator even makes crude shield and pole thingy for the female heroine out of a dead Alien’s head and tail…OMFG!!! Read that line again…yes! Predators have all gone soft and mushy…at one point I thought they might even throw in a brief sex scene where the Predator implants something foreign into the female lead…the horror!!! Where is the mercilessness of the Predator race? Or was just that Predator a little on the “other” side? Add to that the dumb running scenes where the Predator and the girl run together with explosions behind PURE CLICHÉ!!!…It was just plain awful…so bad I could only cry in disgust. 1 out 5!

On a side note, I did like to congratulate 2 buddies of mine. Firstly, Stephen Tan who recently became the proud daddy of a baby (not sure is it boy or girl) on the 20th August 2004 at 7.45am and my brudda, Edmund “relac in one korner” Ng who recently found the love of his life, congrats brudda! Now you can experiment with all the things you always fantasize about. Wahhaha!!

Song

This song really speaks volumes from my mind...Just for you baby...

Because I Love You - Stevie B

I got your letter from the postman just the other day
So I decided to write you this song
And just to let you know exactly the way i feel
To let you know my love’s for real

Because I love you and I’ll do anything
I’ll give you my heart, my everything
Because I love you, I’ll be right by your side
To be your light, to be your guide

If you should feel that I don’t really care
And that you’re starting to lose ground
Just let me reassure you that you can count on me
And that I’ll always be around

Because I love you, my heart’s an open door
Girl, won’t you please come on in
Because I love you, I’ll be right by your side
To be your light, to be your guide

If you should feel that I don’t really care
And that you’re starting to lose ground
Just let me reassure you that you can count on me
And that I’ll always be around

Because I love you, my heart’s an open door
Girl, won’t you please come on in
Because I love you, I’ll be right by your side
To be your light, to be your guide

Change

Wow, didn’t blog the whole week…well I guess I didn’t have the mood nor time, got my SIM letter and it’s a negative, damnit…I have to look for another means to get that degree…

I’ve been monitoring my diet recently, eating less often and restricting myself to low carbs and high fiber and protein meals…hope it helps because someone’s been complaining I’m getting chibby around the corners.

Not much to do today, boss ain’t around, I’m just siting around surfing the net, Erin’s still sleeping I guess, SMSed and MSGed her no reply hehe…sorry about sleeping off the phone last night....was really really tired =P

Tonite’s the 1st official episode of Singapore Idol, the real judging will commence, and no more morons like Steven Lim or Saikomelon…gonna catch that!

This message is just for my baby, Erin,

Darling, I know how you feel, and I just want you to know that I will always love you…no one can ever ever replace your love…you’re the one that keeps me going, the one that inspires me to trudge on in the search of ultimate bliss. I want to share this life with you, I want to make this dream come true, I want to be with you all my life…

- Ah Gong

Warmth

Lots of stuff happened during the last few days, didn’t have time to blog up until now, yep, its’ a goddamned Tuesday and I’m stuck here in office facing my crummy PC, pretending to work.

Ok first off, Saturday afternoon, Erin came over to my house as we prepared to set off to Bishan Junction8 for a bout of movies, she had booked Ella Enchanted…which confirms one thing, “I AM TOO OLD” why you ask? Amid all the cutesy singing and joyful dancing, I could barely trace out any plot, the paper thin characters were as hollow as my Juile wafer roll, and the CGI effects? Cartoon-ish would be overestimating it…The movie’s only saving grace was the female lead played by some Liv Taylor look-alike who has some seriously pushed-up bosoms which made her look like she was overflowing. The only reason I didn’t doze off was due partially to a little wretch sitting beside me who seemed to be more engrossed with feeling my calfs with her slippers than watching the movie. It was horrible! She looked like XCM with a elevated forehead and covered from head to toe in disgusting puberty pimples…I clamored to Erin’s side for safety. (2 out of 5)

We surveyed our environs as the next movie was till 9pm, Junction8 has since changed a lot, an extension houses at least 20 new shops, one in particular caught my eye, Man Studio (opp. Swensens’), they sold clothes that were extremely contemporary…fell in love with a particular pair almost immediately…gonna buy it this Saturday! Although it costs a whopping $36…damnit!

Then we were off to Plaza Sing! Had dinner at Ajisen before the movie, Erin had Beef Ramen (thick soup with strong beefy taste) whilst I took the Char Siew Ramen (soup was good, char siew was sub-par) accompanied by soft shell crap and maki! After filling our tummies we did some people watching, before heading down to Starbucks for some Pure Chocolate Frapps topped with cream, hot fudge and chocolate bits, SINFUL!

We watched The Village next, wasn’t expecting much since I watched the abysmal Signs and the terrific 6th Sense…It began pretty good actually, lots of suspense and creepiness, but mid-way the movie lost steam, the characters are revealed and suddenly the movie ain’t so scary, the twist attempted to pull the wool over your eyes, but the execution was so poor…I wondered if the novel was just as bad. Otherwise, there are some parts of the show that are insidiously funny…Why Night Sharmaylan included them beats the hell out of me, they seemed more suitable in a Ben Stiller movie. (3 out of 5)

Headed home early to prepare for our big day at Junction8 on August 8th, yup, it’s Judgement Day, 39 scoops challenge. The stage was set, Erin, Germaine and me were all decked out in sponsored attire, Erin and her buddy adorned Swensen Polo Tees, while I got the Power98 Tee. Deejays from Power98 were busy working up the crowd as we checked the competition out, it was bad, some of them looked huge, others small and sickly…at that moment I thought we could at least aim for 2nd or 3rd place. But enough about worrying…the time came, the 8 teams of 3 stood before a massive crowd that had gathered around to witness the spectacle. The media was there too, lots of friends telling me they saw my cute face on TV ha!
Ice-creams were kept in cooler boxes and separated in cups, 39 in all…we were given water and metal spoons…the atmosphere was intense! I was unfortunate enough to stand beside this mountain of a man. Who seemed dead set on winning…he didn’t say much, but his steely glance spoke a thousand words, there’s no way we could beat him even if his teammates looked like wussies… The bell rang and we started off, contestants hurriedly digged in. I spotted variations in consumption, from the usual wolfing down every single thing to the articulate ones, who chopped the ice-cream up before slurping it down. I looked at the behemoth, he took an average of 5 spoonfuls to clear one cup…while they had already finished 5, my team were still eating our first cup! We were completely outclassed!

There’s no way we could beat him…in 9 minutes the monster and his team devoured 39 scoops…while we..were on our 18th, the coldness had gotton to my mouth and tongue, it hurt whenever I tried to swallow the ice-cream, my baby too was complaining of the immense pain. In the end we came in 6th…although we didn’t win the grand prize, we got a belly full of Swensen’s ice-cream and complimentary set meals at Swensen’s and free movie passes at GV! HURRAH! Oh..I’m swearing off ice-cream for the next few months at least…(Pics can be found in my album section)

Bloated from our outing, Erin and I rested at home and literally lazed the day away. Didn’t leave the house yesterday, stayed in to watch the NDP Parade, I won’t delve into Politics today, or about the significance of having yet another Lee in the hot seat. I just enjoyed the celebrations as an event to commemorate, it’s the first NDP I spent with her, and I hope we get to spend a lot more together…When the fireworks came on, we rushed out of my house to catch a glimpse! From where we stood, we had a good view of the massive fireworks display; the cool breeze that blew further enhanced the mood. I really liked standing there with her watching the fireworks…it was just so romantic! I wished the fireworks would last forever…

Anyway, today’s our 9th month anniversary together, I’m not sure if we are able to spend it together, but I did like my darling to know that wherever you are, my heart is always with you…

Happy Anniversary Ah Girl! *Kissies! Muackz! Muackz! I love you! =)

SCREAM!

"I'M ON SWENSEN'S 39 SCOOP CHALLENGE!!! FREE ICE CREAM WHOOPEE~!!!" *sic

ok pardon me, I'm like friggin' excited...sure the SIM reply isnt in the mail box, but who cares? I got free ice-cream this week at Bishan Junction 8 August 8th which is a sunday at 2pm! winners are chosen by who can finish the 39 scoops of ice-cream in the fastest time. I'm given another 2 teammates who will assist in the feat, namely my baby, and her good friend, Germaine (i have a good feeling we might win something hehe).

So the training begins! Everyday till the 8th I will wolf down Paddlepops, brush my teeth with Sensordyne and recite my sutras on mouth over mind. I want that Free GV movie pass sooo bad...that 2 nite stay at Mandarin hotel, the $500 bucks and a years supply of Swensen's ice-cream! Woo-hoo~!!!

Who?

eenie, meenie, mynie...mo!

Why the hell do morons take their offspring to watch a show in a cinema. You might ask "nothing wrong with that" not when your child is under the age of 1, wears diapers, can't walk, has a vocabulary of 2 words namely "mama & dada" and spends most of IT'S time sleeping. Notice the word IT, I won't even classify it as human yet...cause in its infant form it just eats, sleeps, shits and cries!

My otherwise enjoyable experience I had while watching I, Robot was marred by this inconsiderate couple that thought the Tampines Mall GV Theatre 3 was a overgrown darkened nursing room. Their brat wailed and wailed whenever the DTS surround sound speakers came into play. Hows that for total entertainment? Look, that thing they carried in their arms probably can't tell the difference between night and day much less what I, Robot's deep storyline and plot.

So why bother to watch the show when almost all the time your "shhh-ing" that thing to go back to sleep? WTH? I didn't pay $8.50 to listen to your baby-enhanced stereo speakers. I can't hear some of Willie's grippy one-liners, I couldn't hear what Sunny the reject NS-5 was mumbling, and most of all, Dr. Kelvin's understated dialogue got lost amid all the racket that demon produced!

ok enough of my ranting...let's go into I, Robot! WOW is the only word I have to say...combining a marid of ideals and fusing it into one single coherent movie is truly a feat in itself. I detected shades of the Matrix, Bladerunner, Star Trek and yes even the anime, Ghost in the Shell. Willie holds the whole show together to say the least. Without him, I, Robot would be just a SFX extravaganza, Willie gives a human edge to the whole show, making it believeable and ulitmately an extremely fun rollcoaster ride typical for summer blockbusters. Go watch it!