About The Lead

13 April 2006. That's the latest date to look out for in my book. Why? That's when "Take The Lead" is released in Singapore...

This movie's definitely on my list to watch because, hey, Antonio Banderas in a Latin-meets-Hiphop dance flick... How far wrong can it go?



Watch the trailer here. The official website also has this funky munky game that allows you to choreograph your own little dance routine to preset music.

I can't help but wonder if The Stiletto (Who's currently away in HCM for work...) will mind me salivating as I watch this flick... I've always been a sucker for broody Latino men who can sing and dance and speak with an accent. :P

About Another Candle

The Stiletto has very sneakily managed to buy me a birthday present despite me keeping what I thought was an eagle's eye on him. Last night, I woke up from my nap to find him stroking my face... As the clock ticked towards midnight, he grinned down at me, nagged me to take a shower before I drifted off again and then casually pointed towards a paper bag on the computer table.

A blue paper bag.

A turquoise blue paper bag.

Girls, I'm sure you know the significance of receiving something like this. It can only mean 1 thing. Jewellery. Tiffany jewellery. God help me, but I wasn't above joyful squealing (The sound distinctly resembled a piglet on speed...) as I drooled over the signature box tied up, oh-so-prettily, with white satin ribbon...

Aside to The Stiletto: Thanks baby. I don't know how you read my mind because I've never even mentioned wanting the mesh ring but you sure as hell hit the nail on the head. :)

I thought that was it. Then, this morning, I walked into the office to find a huuuuuuuuuuge bunch of the most gorgeous lilies propped up on my chair. The damn bouquet was almost as big the upper half of my body...

Aside to The Stiletto: I thought I was only gonna get flowers after a major quarrel? Hahaha... You do realise that I am so going to be looking for ways and means to pick a fight moving forward, right? *snigger*







Then the office people bought me a uber rich cream cake and everyone gathered to sing me a birthday song. Awwwww...

All this, and I still have a nice dinner to look forward to tonight and tomorrow night, plus a girls high tea on Saturday.

Heh... And I thought it'd suck to turn 28. :P

About "The One"

A girlfriend of mine recently admitted that she knows the guy she's seeing now is not "The One", i.e. He's not the one she's going to marry, the one she wants to wake up to every morning for the next 50 years, the one who'll share her life's dreams, hopes, sorrows and joys...

When the hell did we come up with the concept of "The One"? How can we think that there's only 1 person each of us is meant to be with in this lifetime? Does this mean that, before I meet "The One", the times I fell in love were moments of temporary insanity, gross exaggeration or self-delusion? I find that difficult to believe...

And how do you go about determining if someone's "The One" anyway? Is there some mental checklist the person has to fulfill before he or she qualifies? Do you wake up 1 morning with a sudden epiphany? Does a damn lightbulb suddenly go on above the other person's head to illuminate the fact? If it boils down to just being able to picture the rest of your life with him or her, then wouldn't the fact that you can only see it happening with 1 person mean that you're probably extremely difficult to get along with? :P

And what the hell does finding "The One" signify? That your relationship will be perfect? That you'll live happily ever after? Even the most idealistic moron on earth couldn't possibily think that... I know of so many people who've claimed to have found their soulmate, only to have love die on them further down the road. (If those soulmates were "The Ones", then these friends of mine are pretty much doomed to lives of loneliness, or to ones of settling for third rate relationships. All at the ripe ol' age of 20-freaking-8. Cheerful thought, eh?)

I guess I'm of the opinion that all of us have many "Ones" in our lives. I believe the few guys I was seriously involved with were the "Ones" for me at those particular points in my life. They've all led to where and what I am today. There'll come a day when I decide to settle down with someone. Not because I'll know that he's "The One", but because I've decided that I want to. No cosmic karma. No sudden epiphany. No theatrical finale.

About The Return

It's amazing how fast time flies when you're having fun, i.e. Not slogging away at work.

The Stiletto and I spent a few minutes contemplating the microwave in our service apartment yesterday, wondering how effective it would be at totally destroying our passports and delaying our imminent return home. Deciding that it'd be relatively difficult to pass the whole thing off as an accident, we resignedly packed our bags and trudged to the airport.

Anyway... I'm back. Melbourne was a blast. Blah blah blah. Pics of our trip to be posted soon. It's now my credit card's turn to go on vacation. A really, really long one. :(

Side note to The Stiletto: 4 months under our belts and counting... Happy anniversary baby. *gross kissy noises* Heh heh...

About The Vacation

Yes, I know there's been a significant lull in blog activity on my part. I blame the half a dozen new computer games The Stiletto bought me 2 weeks ago... Which has resulted in me being glued to to the screen oogling at the fan-fucking-tastic zoo / mall / restaurant empire I've built up. Heh heh...

Not that I've had much time to play, since work's been really hectic. A big hug to Missdurh, who's finally returned to share my load... At last I have someone who understands what I've been going thru the past 4 months.

On a brighter note, I'm currently standing (and feeling extremely conspicuous) at Terminal 1 using the free internet connection as I wait to board my flight. (I don't understand why the cheap bastards won't provide us with chairs and a keyboard that's bigger than the size of a dinner plate. And my "END" button is spoilt! Sheesh...) Yes, I'm finally on vacation. Despite the fact that U2's postponed their concert, The Stiletto and I decided to head to Melbourne anyway. 10 days of beautiful autumn weather, lazing around having good coffee, fresh air and lots of monkey sex. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...

Goodbye people... Don't miss me too much. :)

About The JB Jaunt

As promised, pics from our little jaunt across the causeway...


The Stiletto... Looking extremely grumpy at the disgusting traffic situation we faced after Singapore's immigration.

In the end, it took us almost 2 hours to get to where we wanted to go. Coming back home was worse. Lesson learned? Head up to JB on a Sunday only if you're (a) damn bloody patient (b) so bored you'll die (c) absolutely crazy. Geez...


To pass time, I decided to do the whole "take a self portrait" thingie... I just realised that my head looks extremely BIG in this shot. Nabei. Dua tou. *mutters under breath*


While The Stiletto and PLP went to the money changers, PL and I show off our "movie star" sunglasses... $8 a pop. How funky are they? :)

Btw, I'm not gonna post any pics of PLP yet. He's sort of camera shy so I'm assuming that he doesn't want to be "put on display" for now. Heh...


The Stiletto then comes back and tries to show off his sunnies. Not impressed baby... Sorry. :P

The next 8 hours were spent shopping at Holiday Plaza and City Square... After which, we went for a yummy seafood dinner at this outdoor restoran (Haha! That word never fails to crack me up...) called Lucky.


I was too busy stuffing my face with crab and crayfish to take any photos, so you'll have to make do with a shot of the "carnage" we left behind.

By the way, I still can't get over how cheap the food was. We had pepper crab, a mountain of cereal crayfish, a pork dish, some sort of eel dish, 2 types of noodles, a plate of veggies and beer... And the bill came up to RM140! That's like S$15 a person, which is dirt cheap considering we ate like pigs! Oink...

About Monday Blues (Again!)

Another Monday. Another crazy week ahead.

The Stiletto's Vietnam trip has been shifted to Tuesday till Friday.

Bah.

On a brighter note... Went to JB yesterday with The Stiletto, PL and The PL's Partner (PLP). Will post up a couple of photos soon...

Oh. And it's only 17 days left to Melbourne. 19 days left to U2. Tick tock...

About A Want Fulfilled

For some reason, I find myself thinking back to a conversation I had with my ex-boss last year. The lot of us were lounging around 1 of the pavillions at Villa Bali during The Short One's farewell drinks, and The Ex-Boss started quizzing us on what we wanted in life.

Usually, I loathe these sort of rhetorical questions. Trying to figure out "what makes me wake up in the morning" or "what I think my purpose in life is" gives me nothing but a migraine.

Which is why I was surprised to find that, this time, I had a ready answer... I wanted to be happy. Not just content. Not just mildly satisfied. But deep down in the gut happy. I wanted to smile when I woke up in the morning. I wanted to smile as I drifted off to sleep at night. And it saddened me that I couldn't remember the last time I'd felt that way.

I sometimes find it scary how much things have changed a mere 8 months later, at how good life's become... Especially since I did nothing more than ask a friend to watch a movie with me. He agreed, asked 1 of his friends along and the rest, as they say, was history.

To The Stiletto - I can still remember how life was before we met. I can probably go back to living that way pretty easily. Hell, knowing me, I'll probably even be relatively satisfied with that life. But I'm hoping that I won't have to... Because spending the past 3 months with you has made me happier than I ever thought I'd be. And as scared as I might get from time to time, I won't chicken out if you don't - I promise. Happy anniversary baby. :)