idol

i've done this before. a few months ago. but since brandon tagged me, let's have another go at it.
at least now i've met new people and not as obsessed with that knnccb hot boy.

ok, the game is to list 8 qualities you would like to see in your lover and their gender.

here goes:

0) all kinds. male preferably.

1) wickedly humourous. not just plain funny. i want to laugh like there's no tomorrow.

2) vulgar. so i won't feel as bad when i start swearing.

3) tall. so that he can peek down my shirt.

4) tolerant. i can have frequent outbursts.

5)

6)

7)

8)

i can't think of anything else. let me fill in the blanks some time later.

oh. singapore idol. i gotta say that half the guys can't carry a tune. that's like so sad. and yes. i've voted for PAUL TWOHILL (loveeee the hair) & JON LEONG (no flo, he soooo does not resemble sly).



and JOAKIM GOMEZ is the hottest piece of crap in the competition. he'd better go far.

hubba hubba hubba

blahs

E
R
S
N

yeah man. that's the order of hierarchy.
(try breaking the cryptex assholes)

wikipedia is my LIFE. i'd die without it.

singapore idol tomorrow. woot.
paul & jonathan, the two i predict will proceed to the next round.
ok, i WANT, not predict.

great singapore sale = need for more money
any caregivers?
cause i want:
1. that f21 bermudas
2. canvas sneakers
3. that volcom bag
4. that stussy purse
5. nice belts
6. sandals
7. movie dates to make out (!!!)
8. A NEW WIG.

ok lah. since some already know, let's just further reinforce this point.
I CAN'T SWIM FOR NUTS.
there i said it. happy?

*this post is especially dedicated to that woman who has a fetish for brown.

lit

lit open book paper today was disastrous. it's beyond redemption.
PARTICICUTION, BABY.

nikhil and i were on msn yesterday reminiscing our days at teck ghee and how we've changed thus far. the convo eventually landed along these lines.

[I'm sick and I'm twisted. I'm broken you can't fix it. Don't make me, cause I'll do it. Red button and we'll all go.] says:
i think. i can remember almost everyone
[I'm sick and I'm twisted. I'm broken you can't fix it. Don't make me, cause I'll do it. Red button and we'll all go.] says:
in pri 1
[I'm sick and I'm twisted. I'm broken you can't fix it. Don't make me, cause I'll do it. Red button and we'll all go.] says:
let me see. who i can remember.
[gracie mews erratically] says:
goodie
[gracie mews erratically] says:
i forgot more than half of e ppl
[I'm sick and I'm twisted. I'm broken you can't fix it. Don't make me, cause I'll do it. Red button and we'll all go.] says:
you, amalina, junior, joanne, serene, nan sheng, hazim, keeleng, yibing, grace chua, abdul rahman, muhd fazelino, sze kai, yong meng, sok hwa, sujeeth, bharanthi, muthu
[I'm sick and I'm twisted. I'm broken you can't fix it. Don't make me, cause I'll do it. Red button and we'll all go.] says:
FADLI! HE KISSED YOU REMEMBER? he was sooooo in love with you
[gracie mews erratically] says:
HE DIDNT KISS ME
[I'm sick and I'm twisted. I'm broken you can't fix it. Don't make me, cause I'll do it. Red button and we'll all go.] says:
he did!
[gracie mews erratically] says:
NOOO
[I'm sick and I'm twisted. I'm broken you can't fix it. Don't make me, cause I'll do it. Red button and we'll all go.] says:
he was.. eh nadia, then you turn the he kissed!
[I'm sick and I'm twisted. I'm broken you can't fix it. Don't make me, cause I'll do it. Red button and we'll all go.] says:
wooooo hooooo!
[gracie mews erratically] says:
NOOO
[I'm sick and I'm twisted. I'm broken you can't fix it. Don't make me, cause I'll do it. Red button and we'll all go.] says:
YES NADIA. I REMEMBER
[gracie mews erratically] says:
are you freaking serious?
[I'm sick and I'm twisted. I'm broken you can't fix it. Don't make me, cause I'll do it. Red button and we'll all go.] says:
YES! I SWEAR UPON MY TOE
[gracie mews erratically] says:
oh my bloody god
[gracie mews erratically] says:
oh crap
[I'm sick and I'm twisted. I'm broken you can't fix it. Don't make me, cause I'll do it. Red button and we'll all go.] says:
im sure you remember
[I'm sick and I'm twisted. I'm broken you can't fix it. Don't make me, cause I'll do it. Red button and we'll all go.] says:
you were the victim!
[gracie mews erratically] says:
no i cant remember
[I'm sick and I'm twisted. I'm broken you can't fix it. Don't make me, cause I'll do it. Red button and we'll all go.] says:
well i do. c'mon half the guys liked you
[I'm sick and I'm twisted. I'm broken you can't fix it. Don't make me, cause I'll do it. Red button and we'll all go.] says:
i would know. i would remember. its a guy thing
[I'm sick and I'm twisted. I'm broken you can't fix it. Don't make me, cause I'll do it. Red button and we'll all go.] says:
haha
[gracie mews erratically] says:
LIKED
[I'm sick and I'm twisted. I'm broken you can't fix it. Don't make me, cause I'll do it. Red button and we'll all go.] says:
yes COS i dunno now
[gracie mews erratically] says:
but for goodness sake, we were seven!
[gracie mews erratically] says:
puberty was early
[I'm sick and I'm twisted. I'm broken you can't fix it. Don't make me, cause I'll do it. Red button and we'll all go.] says:
and you left their wasted hearts in p2
[gracie mews erratically] says:
hah
[I'm sick and I'm twisted. I'm broken you can't fix it. Don't make me, cause I'll do it. Red button and we'll all go.] says:
seven! still. kids had crushes
[I'm sick and I'm twisted. I'm broken you can't fix it. Don't make me, cause I'll do it. Red button and we'll all go.] says:
yea man..

stupefyingly shit shock horror.
and honestly, i still cannot recall that incident ever happening. no kidding.
i think nikhil was just pulling my leg. lol.

a friend just lost someone very dear to him.

and i feel bitter. i'm sorry.

history tutorial today was the worst in recent times. the boredom was excrutiating. that old man just couldn't stop talking even 20 minutes after the period ended. blahdee fark.

american idol finale on starworld. taylor has to win this, to get back for elliott's loss. and i caught a glimpse of constantine maroulis and his pout. woot.

and i found nikhil on friendster. ROFLMAO.

rafa

2006 Laureus World Newcomer of the Year Award.
mr butt-man won it.
exuberation and beyond.

somebody bite me like he does to that award. punch me, slap me. cause i'm swooning over this hotstuff. DAMN those dimples and come-hither gaze.

but don't wake me up just yet. my naidas are in stimulation.

haha hehe hoho.

sports day fiasco. smses. volleyball. naida.

i would like to take this opportunity to explain how i derived the term 'mr butt-man' to describe the one and only rafael nadal. hence, this will be a reinforcement of a previous post i made last year on september 2.

FOR YOUR EYES ONLY

i like big butts and i cannot lie.











it's official my fellow beings. among us all, it is now a known fact that someone by the name of Rafael Nadal has the best booty that any male specimen can ever have. just look at that would you? and i bet you'll get in a split second what i've been trying to literally scream into your ears. i call him my butt-man. aww man. i would so love to pinch that derriere of his. well, who am i kidding? it's the best looking ass i've ever seen. sad to say it's even perkier than mine!! wonder how he will look in a pair of speedos. should be tentalisingly delicious. and the picture below is just a reassuring statement for myself that he might very well be the sexiest man alive!!



he ain't looking at you, dawg. those dreamy eyes are headed my way.

he was on the phone with me, nonetheless.

see. he's hot i tell ya. geddit? MR BUTT-MAN. even paul buttany is a distant second.

the da vinci code movie today at causeway point. with faez, shues, serina, jill, esh and pc. the theatre was filled with mostly innovians. it was a tad too long though. but the storyline left me gripping and thinking throughout (like what are the odds in that happening).

and silas scared the living daylights out of me.

elliott

NEW YORK - Tears streamed from "American Idol" judge Paula Abdul's eyes when the result was announced. The audience stood and clapped, paying their respects.

In a close vote, Abdul's favorite finalist, Elliott Yamin - an "Idol" underdog and blue-eyed soul singer - was bounced off the Fox talent contest during Wednesday's elimination show.

The exit of the 27-year-old Richmond, Va., resident cleared the path for a final showdown between gray-haired Taylor Hicks and sultry Katharine McPhee. The winner will be crowned May 24.

During Wednesday's program, Yamin told host Ryan Seacrest he felt "truly blessed."

"I hope it doesn't stop here," he said of his music career.

Yamin, who is 90 percent deaf in his right ear, was considered the show's best - and most sensitive - male singer. When "Idol" featured a segment on Wednesday documenting his return home to greet fans in Virginia, he broke down in tears. Abdul also wept.

Judge Simon Cowell seemed to sense Yamin's impending departure on Tuesday's program.

"Your songs are not going to carry you through to next week - that's the problem," Cowell told Yamin, who had performed a cover of Ray Charles' "I Believe To My Soul."

"However, you are a great guy. You are a great singer. And whatever happens, you will make your mom very proud for what you've achieved for this competition."

Abdul, who recently said she wanted Yamin to win "Idol," called him a "funky white boy."

"You pierce through the heart," she told him on Tuesday's program.


i love this man. he is THE american idol. his departure made me cry only a million tears.

cheers to the man named Elliott Yamin <3

for he has touched the hearts of many. including yours truly.

well at least i hope to be consoled that the hippies won the amazing race. at least 2 good endings to reality tv season isn't so bad, with aras' sole survivor title being the first.

anywho, i'll miss elliot. sobs.

got this in an email recently. now let me do some analysis. (mr yeo would be so proud lol)

MAY BABY

Thinks something but says something else.
[admits guiltily]
Stubborn and strong-hearted.
[occasionally]
Strong-willed and highly motivated.
[i don't think so]
Sharp thoughts.
[what the hell is that supposed to mean?!]
Easily angered.
[oh yeah]
Loves attention.
[who doesn't?]
Deep feelings.
[i happen to be an emotional basketcase]
Beautiful physically and mentally.
[i wish]
Firm standpoint.
[noo]
Needs no motivation.
[i need boysss]
Shy towards opposite sex.
[hell yeah]
Easily consoled.
[ermmm]
Systematic.
[and B goes after A, yay!]
Loves to dream.
[i'm oblivious 23hrs a day]
Strong clairvoyance.
[cool shit, i didn't know]
Understanding.
[i'd try to be]
Sickness usually in the ear and neck.
[i know i'm deaf but my neck? wtf]
Good imagination.
[yeah baby yeah]
Good physical.
[roflmao]
Weak breathing.
[need i say more?]
Loves literature and the arts.
[i should think so]
Dislike being at home.
[noo]
Restless.
[yeah man]
Not having many children.
[and i had wanted 9 of my own]
Hardworking.
[tsk tsk]
High spirited.
[gimme an N-A-D-I-A]

anyone who wants the email, hit me baby one more time okay?

happiness

today capped an upbeat week for naddster. it's such a refreshing change from the angst-filled last.

collected a replacement nano from the alexandra road branch today. like cool shit right? whee!

gp lecture today was wicked. i was seated beside ashita and behind celeste. we're evil sarcastic women. fun fun fun.

i've had great company from the girls all week. school has been delightful. thanks to all. merissa, shuchen, faezah, ricca, serina (stuck carrot?), jillene, not to forget phil & esh too. complete yayness :)

chris daughtry is out of american idol. leaving ELLIOTT YAMIN amongst the final 3. he was so hot last night he left me sweating buckets. hubba hubba hubba!

and with regards to that complexity, i'm out of it. "for the 'right' reasons," i claim. and now i'm tickled pink. no kidding.

and so, life rocks due to my consuming of the Happy Pill.

Never Ever- All Saints

A few questions that I need to know
How you could ever hurt me so
I need to know what I've done wrong
And how long it's been going on
Was it that I never paid enough attention
Or did I not give enough affection
Not only will your answers keep me sane
But I'll know never to make the same mistake again
You can tell me to my face or even on the phone
You can write it in a letter
Either way, I have to know
Did I never treat you right
Did I always start the fight
Either way, I'm going out of my mind
All the answers to my questions
I have to find

My head's spinning
Boy, I'm in a daze
I feel isolated
Don't wanna communicate

I'll take a shower, I will scour
I will rub
To find peace of mind
The happy mind I once owned, yeah

Vexing vocabulary runs right through me
The alphabet runs right from A to Z
Conversations, hesitations in my mind
You got my conscience asking questions that I can't find

I'm not crazy
I'm sure I ain't done nothing wrong, no
I'm just waiting
Cause I heard this feeling won't last that long

Never ever have I ever felt so low
When you gonna take me out of this black hole
Never ever have I ever felt so sad
The way I'm feeling yeah, you got me feeling really bad

Never ever have I had to find
I've had to dig away to find my own peace of mind
I've never ever had my conscience to fight
The way I'm feeling yeah, I just don't feel right

I'll keep searching
Deep within my soul
For all the answers
Don't wanna hurt no more

I need peace, got to feel at ease
Need to be
Free from pain - going insane
My heart aches, yeah

Sometimes vocabulary runs right through my head
The alphabet runs right from A to Z
Conversations, hesitations in my mind
You got my conscience asking questions that I can't find

I'm not crazy
I'm sure I ain't done nothing wrong, no
I'm just waiting
Cause I heard this feeling won't last that long

Never ever have I ever felt so low
When you gonna take me out of this black hole
Never ever have I ever felt so sad
The way I'm feeling yeah, you got me feeling really bad

i think i'm pms-ing lately. i haven't been in the best of moods. i haven't been sleeping well. i don't look forward to school anymore. i haven't been paying attention during tutorials and lectures. i'm stuck in a situation and i don't know where i'm headed to.

what's happening?

my latest phone bill states that i sent a whopping 891 messages for the past month. this hasn't happen since my beatty days. i've been able to supress under 300 smses before. that stupid dumb asshole smses me too much.

on a lighter note, the wonderful tennis girls bought me a super yummy black forest cake today. thanks babes. i miss tennis :(

i think i'm turning emo. or worse, GOTH. fuck lah.

28 april 2006, tpjc.

hail to the bus driver. he got us lost all the way to hougang.

my partner-in-crime. laney waney. you rock. totally.

told ya i had muscles. see how i left elaine gushing and ct ashamed.

the retarded gang.

family portrait. we love being immortalised.

candid. with elaine stoning and celeste cracking as usual.

we won the cup. and i was astonished.

the new craze in town. the ah-ma workout. you should give it a try.

the juicy train ride. i've got swollen eyes. yuck.

la familia. thanks for the best 5 months of my life. physical straining has never been this fun.