You make me so happy, I know I'd die without you.

Ever feel like someone's stealing you from you? Its weird you know, like knowing someone looks up to you that much, when you know you're no different from anyone else.

I've known this girl for like the past 6 years or so. I remember the first time I met her, she was really insecure. About the way she looked, her weight, and anything academically related. I really did feel sorry for her, cause she didn't have very many friends. So I talked to her a whole lot, and we got really close. Well kinda I guess.

Anyway, I never saw it coming. I remember seeing her school bag one day and it was mine. Well the same one. And she would curl her hair so that it'd look like mine. I guess you don't realise it when you're that close to someone how they imitate you. I'd go on shopping trips with her, buy a couple of things, and a few days later I'd see a picture of her wearing the same thing. Like she'd go back the next day and buy it too. And you know seeing as we weren't exactly the same size or what, nothing really suited her. It wasn't so much the same clothes. Hell go buy my entire wardrobe if it suits you. But everyone suits a different style and she didn't quite get that.

The worst part is this girl has this really nice personality. As in if you really got to know her you'd realise what a great person she really was. And no one got to find that out. Because we talked so much, she knew virtually everything about me, right down from the way I say certain words, to my favourite phrases, and even to the gestures I use when I talk. And I still didn't notice it. It was only when my other friends started talking about it that I realised.

Even though flattered that someone would look up to me to that extent, its kinda freaky really. I mean you never really see yourself, until you see you through someone else's eyes. And you know seeing her act like me really made me feel guilty. About the person I was, and the things I did. And the fact that the things I did didn't just affect me, they affected everyone around me as well. I'm not proud of the person I am, but I try and change a little bit of me for the better everyday.

Anyway the reason I'm so longwinded is that I talked to the girl yesterday, for the first time in what must be ages by now. And I'm glad to see she's doing well. I've tried to keep my distance from her, and she's so much the better for it. She has confidence now. And I'm so proud of her for it. She's finally her own person.

Prison Break

I absolutely love this song. Put together with my favourite show. Ahhh. Now everyone gets to experience the hotness that is Michael Scofield. What I would give to be the doctor.

Doesn't really contain spoilers to much of the actual escape plot, just their relationship.

So the band concert was just as, if not more boring then expected. I confirmed what I had suspected all along, band concerts were strategically designed to make sure everyone there got a good night's sleep that night. Emcees were awful. And I know its only a secondary school concert, but seriously. Is enunciation that difficult a concept to grasp?

I guess it was kinda fun, watching my cousin play. He looked so nervous and stiff. And after intermission, Uncle Justin and I had a long debate over the rest of the course of the concert as to what instrument Kenny G played. I kept insisting it was a saxophone while he kept saying it was a clarinet ( which by the way is a blow blow thing and not a whack whack thing as I originally thought )

I'm off to make sandcastles now. Bye darlings.

I'm on a blogging spree. Go me.

Anyway, Joakim got in! I got so annoyed by how Gurmit was talking. When he announced Jay was out, there was definitely a 2 second lag before I realised that meant Joakim was in and let out a scream. Followed by another and another after that. Plus a victory dance. See all you one vote people like me. Your vote does matter.

In other news, 4400, my cool alien show is finally back. Even though I totally forgot the entire plot it doesn't matter, I remember finding some random guy in it hot. I'm so excited to start watching again. With all my normal shows having ended their respective seasons already I'm running low on entertainment. God I have no life.

I made brownies today. But I was so lazy that I didn't put in nuts for dad or chocolate chips or extra fudge like I usually do. Now daddy dearest keeps calling them brownie kosong.

Aiyah all my entries got no proper ending. Maybe that's why I've always done terribly for summary.

You know I don't believe in coincidences. Not really anyway. So when I saw the Singapore Idol lineup for this week, and counted 3 malay guys out of 7, CONSPIRACY flashed in big shiny pretty pretty letters across my mind. 2 weeks ago the entire lineup was Chinese with the obvious exception of Paul. I think that they're trying to minimise the chances of a malay guy winning again this year. Like to show that Singapore's talent is diversified. This way when only 2 guys get in, its blamed on the fans for not voting their favourites in. But let's face it. It is the Malays who are the most loyal to their own, and no one can deny they formed the majority vote for Taufik last year. Sure everyone liked him, but did you vote for him?

Anyway, I voted for Joakim. Once. He's cute in really a more original way than Paul. So totally deserved my sixty cents. And all I can say about that is it had better be inclusive of GST or I'm gonna bitch like hell when the phone bill comes.

Joakim

Joakim Gomez is hot hot!

Haha. One of Dad's super lame e-mails. This one cracked me up though.


WHY SINGAPOREAN Girls CAN'T WIN MISS UNIVERSE TITLE


One of the main reasons why in recent years the Singapore Government has always ensured that their Miss Universe representative were of tertiary level education or higher was because of the following incident which occurred not too many years ago.

It is the final round of the Miss Universe Pageant and the 3 finalists, Miss USA, Miss Malaysia and Miss Singapore are being asked 3 simple questions:

MC: The first question is name me an electrical appliance starting with "L"

Miss USA: Lamp
Miss Malaysia: Light bulb
Miss Singapore: LADIO
Judge: No, no, Radio does not start with the letter "L"

MC: I am going to give you 3 more chances; Now, name me an animal starting with the letter"L"
Miss USA: Lion
Miss Malaysia: Leopard
Miss Singapore: LABBIT
Judge: No, no, no!

MC: Your next chance. The name of a famous car that starts with "L"
Miss USA: Lexus
Miss Malaysia: Lamborghini
Miss Singapore: Lolls-Loyce
Judge: Oh my God!

MC: I am going to give you one last chance! Name me a fruit starting with the letter "L"
Miss USA: Lemon
Miss Malaysia: Lychee
Miss Singapore, with full of confidence, smiles and says: LIEWLIAN!!

This is not the end of the story, the Judge consulted the board of judges to determine if Miss Singapore should really be disqualified ; and they decided that since Miss Singapore was having so many problems with the letter "L", they decided to give her another chance.

Judge: OK, the final question is : Name me a human
anatomy starting with the letter "L"
Miss USA: Lung (applause)
Miss Malaysia: Liver (even more applause)
Miss Singapore: LAN CIAU
The Judges fainted..!!!

Sleep, food, soccer and occasional mugging.

You know I think I've reached this new level of maturity. I've been sitting around at home a lot the last couple of days, with only work staring at me, and its given me a hell of a lot of time to think about stuff.

I've decided that the people who really matter to me aren't necessarily the people I'm closest to. Sure they're people I care about, but I don't know for how long. I mean I honestly can't imagine being so involved in their lives say 20 years from now. Its the people I see once in a really really long time that give me such a rush that really matter. Its like spending time with them completes you ya know?

I've also decided that everything's complicated as it is, holding grudges doesn't help matters any. Sure some have really hurt me in the past, and it took ages to get over, but I'm in this new place now, and staying mad at them just isn't worth it.

Everyone sees me as this really superficial person. Like my only concern is how I look. Mach was telling me his girlfriend thinks I'm some major bitch, and I found myself not bothering in the least. I mean think what you want. Pass judgement if you need to, but it'd be nice if you bothered to know me first before.

Dad just got a new phone quite recently. Being in his line he has to look all impressive with cool looking phones. Anyway its this motorola 3G one. Here's the conversation following the purchase of the phone.

Dad : I got a new phone today.
Me : Eh why never ask me before getting. How you decided to buy?
Dad : The lady at the singtel shop told me to.
Mum : Is it tri-band?
Dad : I think so. Square band and rubberband also.
Me : Then got how many megapixels the camera?
Dad : 400 I think.

Daddy never ceases to amaze me lah. I guess I should have figured out how technicologically advanced he is when he took 20 minutes to type a 4 sentence paragraph the other day.