Tuesday, November 30

and i thought i was bad

It's been three days and we're still in a daze over Jay.

Only half my mind is at work. The other half is busy processing how to get to know him and marry him.

One friend went home and immediately started surfing the net for information on him until 3am. And bought his VCD the very next day. And almost fainted when he took off his shirt during one of the songs.

Another had such bad withdrawal symptoms the day after the concert, she had to rush out and buy the DVD of his previous concert.

Yet another suffered from illusions of grandeur -- her own words -- that he was her ex-boyfriend and he was singing to her at the concert and that she was his one true love. "Can die!" was her exclamation.

We were totally kicking ourselves when we read that he was at The Heeren and Crystal Jade at Holland V on Sunday and we missed it.

As for me, I dusted off this old book of his photos which I bought in Taipei. And almost dropped into a dead faint when I flipped to the page where he was topless.

I've also been moping around like he just broke up with me, cos I'm not going to see him again for a very long time.

When are we going to snap out of this delicious agony?

Sunday, November 28

common jasmine orange

Still floating around in a Jay Chou-induced haze...

Spent the whole day flipping through the Chinese MTV channel hoping to catch a glimpse of him -- and I did! There was a "Making Of" special, which helped stave off the Jay Chou withdrawal symtoms for an hour or so.

I think I need to go to buy all the VCDs of his music videos. And very soon too.

shuai dai le

Just got back from what must be the best concert of my life -- Jay Chou! Shuai dai le!

I would gladly have paid three times the $128 I spent on tickets -- and this is a lot coming from someone who is so spoilt and used to getting free tickets.

But that is part of the joy of the concert, that it has absolutely nothing to do with work. No need to take note of crowd behaviour, celebrities in the audience, number of empty seats, run-down of songs, encore or not, etc etc...

Instead, it was pure unadulterated idol worship. Heck, even Sly was in the audience! But he was but a mere blip on the radar compared to the meteor that hit when Jay took over the stage.

[Full-blown teenage groupie mode ON]

Swoon. Scream. Melt. Swoon again. Especially when he played the piano. And the flute. And the drums. [Not all at the same time of course!] But he looked so good no matter what he was singing or doing. Or as TPL put it: "Even the way he walks!"

At intermittent intervals, we'd be turning to each other and sighing: "Shuai dai le", "He's soooo coooool!", "He's so talented!" and "I lurve this song!"

Trying to think which is my favourite part is very tough... I would have to say the whole three hours! We wailed when it was over... I think we melted and left a puddle on the floor too.

Am now listening to the Jay Chou for Dummies compilation I made for the girls as a primer for the concert... still swooning away...

Friday, November 26


Every now and then, I get insomnia for no fathomable reason. And somehow, I keep wanting to call it amnesia, which is appropriate in a tangential way. Because whenever I get insomnia, I think of a certain someone who helped me while away the tiresome hours of insomnia. Now, I'd rather have amnesia.

On a more mundane note, I'm now using my thighs and calves as bait. Almost caught that annoying mosquito a few times, I could even see its black and white striped skinny legs, but just wasn't fast enough to slap it. One more reason I can't get a good night's sleep.

Tuesday, November 23

flu away

Minor illnesses that are not life-threatening. I like and I have one now.

You get pampered with specially-prepared invalid food, which also helps to lose a bit of weight at the same time, and can snooze the day away in a drugged out state. Oh and of course the best bit is staying at home wihle everyone is at work.

Sunday, November 21

on the sly

During lunch today, instead of working, I snuck out to Junction 8 with two of my colleagues to see Sly.

There were hordes of screaming girls -- some no older than seven, I swear, they were so tiny compared to the already skinny Sly when they hurtled into his arms. I was vaguely ashamed to be there, and hung around the back, trying to look nonchalant.

Anyway, while my colleague was backstage interviewing Sly, he so sweetly got me an autograph.

The crumpled piece of notepad paper says: "To champagne parties! Thanks for your supports! Champagne parties!" and there was a scrawl beneath that.

Apparently, besides the boo-boo with the plural of "supports", he also had to ask how to spell "champagne" and check that "parties" was not spelt "partys".

But do we care? Of course not. Mousey the English teacher has already offered to give him tuition.

Thursday, November 18

media law

How many media law courses do I have to go through in this lifetime?

Rather painful, but still bearable the first time round in uni.

One more time in London, with excruciating evening lectures in the dead of winter, and a three-hour exam on media laws of Britain, Scotland and Wales, for crying out loud. [Being a typical Singaporean, I aced it, butofcos!]

Third time round now. On course for today and tomorrow, and it hasn't been as dreadful as feared. Amusing case studies, and of course the infamous Toh Chin Chye was brought up again.

Found myself thinking, I wish someone will defame me. Even though I'm no LKY [who can command half a million in damages apparently], I might be able to sue and get $20,000 at least. Ah yes, this is the sort of day dreams one engages in during media law sessions.

Tuesday, November 16

public service announcement

You know the ladies toilet at Borders, the one at the side entrance that they specially built a door with theft detectors?

Do not ever use the handicapped toilet next to it. The glass door is so poorly fitted that there are huge gaps along the side.

And to make matters worse, the door frame is of such shiny metal that the interior is reflected to anyone standing outside.

Even though I tried to avert my gaze, I saw everything going on inside. And I do mean everything.

Monday, November 15

hari raya hooray

Dying of boredom in the office without my twin to keep me occupied with her "hahahahahhahahahahahahaha" messages. Also very frustrated cos I have a tonne of pages to churn out but there are pix and text missing on every page, so nothing can be done.

In the spirit of Hari Raya -- which to me means wearing green and purple clothes, lots of Malay goodies and sprucing up the house -- I'm wearing my Sound of Music purple tee with green shrug, ate a yummy suji biscuit for tea, and thought hard about where I can buy lamp shade frames to make lamp shades.

Have been obsessed with making my own, since buying a book on the subject last week at a book fair. Also grabbed a whole lot of home decor books, which I've been drooling over since. I want to re-decorate my room with space to display all my handbags and Enid Blyton books.

Thursday, November 11

happy diwali

In honour of Deepavali -- although this has nothing to do with it -- I have decided to stop my food diary.

The real reason is that I have no time for daily updates and my short-term memory is so lousy that I can barely remember what I had for brekfast.

Monday, November 8

food diary
kaya toast
tea with sugar
lobster bisque
salmon pasta with cream sauce
one packet of Lakerol
baked salmon
cauliflower and carrots
spinach soup
half an orange
half a pear

Sunday, November 7

food diary
bun with weird meat
one mouthful of Milo
wanton mee
two peanut butter cups
rice with yong tau foo and veggie
two slices of star fruit
half a pear
two squares of chocolate
lobster keropok

Saturday, November 6

food diary
fishball noodles
tea with sugar
two otah
Boon Tong Kee chicken rice with veggie and tofu
barley drink
champage and strawberries ice cream
Shashlik chicken
two escargot
baked Alaska

Friday, November 5

food diary
blueberry muffin
tea with sugar
Nonya Bong rice with chicken and cabbage
curry puff
Hawaiian pizza
Campbell soup

Thursday, November 4

vote for sly

Idolising parties are back!

To celebrate Chris being kicked out last Friday, Ah Tan broke out the bubbly for a party. We started screaming even before the show started, when the pizza delivery boy came and she tipped him before telling him to vote for Sly.

Of course, when he sang, we were totally silent. Then, when he ended, we let it rip.

When the show ended, the gals forced me to vote -- I'd been abstaining since my beloved David was eliminated -- so I did. Twice.

food diary
can't recall what was for breakfast and lunch but dinner was unforgettable:
three slices of Canadian pizza
lots of champage
tiramisu with very strong Tia Maria
rum and raisin ice cream
champage and strawberries ice cream

Wednesday, November 3

food diary
half-boiled egg with soya sauce
kaya toast
tea with sugar
kway chap without any of the Fear Factor innards
one leg of gingerbread man
one cookie
large plate of spaghetti
one pear

Tuesday, November 2

food diary
tuna sandwich
tea with sugar
seafood soup
entire packet of cheese cookies
lotus root soup

Monday, November 1

food diary
kaya bread
hot chocolate
fishball noodle dry
watermelon juice
suji biscuit