Idol (noun)
- someone who is adored blindly and excessively
I was disappointed. Two of my favourites were voted out at the first spectacular. I knew that they would not win but they had good voices and therefore deserved to stay longer in competition. Futhermore, there were others who performed really badly that Friday night. But as the show's title goes, it is Malaysian Idol. Not a singing competition. Not for showcasing talent. The one who will eventually win is the one who could capture the hearts of the Malaysian crowd. Or more specifically, the hearts of Malaysians who bother to vote. I confess that I'm one of those who don't vote. I just watch and comment. I must say it is a good topic for conversation though.
Sunday, July 31, 2005
Thursday, July 28, 2005
...cockroaches ain't my cup of milo.
Meeting two cockroaches within 24 hours. Such luck... or unluck?
Last night, after coming home from having a good time with friends, Mr. Big C decided he wanted to end my day on a high note. And indeed high pitched was the sound of my scream. I was ready to have a nice shower. Wrapped snugly in my towel, I entered the bathroom and promptly discarded my only piece of attire. When I turned around, there was Mr. Big C staring at me. Imagine my horror of seeing peeping Tom. Naturally, in my natural state of beauty, I flung open the door and ran out in my birthday suit while screaming. Fortunately no one was around except my mom. Mr. Big C was real cool. He stood his ground. But he ain't that big of a hotshot. He scuttled away like a coward when my mom sprayed him with a quarter can of shieldtox. I was happy that he died. Nope, not an ounce of remorse in me. I didn't even pay my respects. I didn't step into that bathroom again until the next morning.
I think Mr. Big C had some telepathic powers. This morning, of all days, isme_ben decided to share a bit of his life to me - the bit that involves one of Mr. Big C's family members. Apparently one of his siblings decided to pay an unannounced visit to isme_ben's home on top of his head. Hey, this was without me mentioning Mr. Big C's naughty adventure yesterday.
Also, this morning, I wanted to make myself a cup of milo in the office. But the big tin was empty. Derived of my morning milo, I then ordered milo kosong panas to go with my lunch. As I was happily stirring my milo and lifting the teaspoon up and down (thank God I never listen to my mom advice of not playing with my food, err.. drink, in this context), I spied a spy. A dead spy. It's Mr. Small C. His camouflaging was real good. I couldn't recognise him at first. Totally same colour as my milo. Only with confirmation from my fellow colleagues could I verify that he was a young relative of Mr. Big C. Ugh... I could still feel the bile rising up. (OK, stop thinking about it!)
This brought me back to last year's situation at office P. That was a horrible time for me. It took me a number of weeks to gain back my sense of peace working there.
Any suggestions on how I can overcome my fear of cockroaches? Eww... even typing the word out gives me goosebumps.
Last night, after coming home from having a good time with friends, Mr. Big C decided he wanted to end my day on a high note. And indeed high pitched was the sound of my scream. I was ready to have a nice shower. Wrapped snugly in my towel, I entered the bathroom and promptly discarded my only piece of attire. When I turned around, there was Mr. Big C staring at me. Imagine my horror of seeing peeping Tom. Naturally, in my natural state of beauty, I flung open the door and ran out in my birthday suit while screaming. Fortunately no one was around except my mom. Mr. Big C was real cool. He stood his ground. But he ain't that big of a hotshot. He scuttled away like a coward when my mom sprayed him with a quarter can of shieldtox. I was happy that he died. Nope, not an ounce of remorse in me. I didn't even pay my respects. I didn't step into that bathroom again until the next morning.
I think Mr. Big C had some telepathic powers. This morning, of all days, isme_ben decided to share a bit of his life to me - the bit that involves one of Mr. Big C's family members. Apparently one of his siblings decided to pay an unannounced visit to isme_ben's home on top of his head. Hey, this was without me mentioning Mr. Big C's naughty adventure yesterday.
Also, this morning, I wanted to make myself a cup of milo in the office. But the big tin was empty. Derived of my morning milo, I then ordered milo kosong panas to go with my lunch. As I was happily stirring my milo and lifting the teaspoon up and down (thank God I never listen to my mom advice of not playing with my food, err.. drink, in this context), I spied a spy. A dead spy. It's Mr. Small C. His camouflaging was real good. I couldn't recognise him at first. Totally same colour as my milo. Only with confirmation from my fellow colleagues could I verify that he was a young relative of Mr. Big C. Ugh... I could still feel the bile rising up. (OK, stop thinking about it!)
This brought me back to last year's situation at office P. That was a horrible time for me. It took me a number of weeks to gain back my sense of peace working there.
Any suggestions on how I can overcome my fear of cockroaches? Eww... even typing the word out gives me goosebumps.
Monday, July 25, 2005
...comments about the new HP.
These comments from readers who had read the latest Harry Potter book made me feel good... that I made the right decision in not buying the book yet this time round... but I will still read it in the future.
"i wonder if anyone was let down by the new book? it was long and windy. it didnt live up to the hype :( its sooooooooooooo BLAH especially the ending although it was beautiful at the same time" - Sassa
"THE BOOK is DEFINITELY NOT worth paying RM99.90 for." - MCSC
"I was somewhat disappointed with Book 6 too, something was lost in the editing. But it's not all that bad." - B*B
"i wonder if anyone was let down by the new book? it was long and windy. it didnt live up to the hype :( its sooooooooooooo BLAH especially the ending although it was beautiful at the same time" - Sassa
"THE BOOK is DEFINITELY NOT worth paying RM99.90 for." - MCSC
"I was somewhat disappointed with Book 6 too, something was lost in the editing. But it's not all that bad." - B*B
Monday, July 18, 2005
...the Harry Potter hype.
I'm proud of myself. I didn't give in to the tempation of buying a RM99.90 work of fiction. Though I must admit I was at the brink of getting it because of the book voucher they offered over the weekend. I do enjoy reading the series. I must say she has a way with storytelling. But I guess at the end, the question is whether a piece of fiction is really worth that much to me. And the answer is no. Not even for a hardcover copy. I shall just wait for next year's book sale to purchase it. Or maybe wait further still for the paperback to arrive. Hey, maybe I can find it at PayLessBooks. I'm a firm believer of buying second hand books (for the "cheapness" rather than the novelty).
Well, still tons of unread books on the table...
Well, still tons of unread books on the table...
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