Awesome eh? I will try to get a better version soon.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Man Up
The fact that I am blogging less and less lately is absolutely not a good sign at all, I have been very very busy these days with headhunting runners and debating and what not. Adding in the my financial information systems homework that never seem to end, having 5 dogs to raise and having TV shows to catch, its a huge wonder where I just cannot find some time for myself.
Well, my hunt of runners is over now and its time for a short breather before I am heading off doing more head hunting, especially the ever elusive female co-host, you have to know that like 98% of the students in Swinburne Sarawak lack English skills, zero charisma and have serious fears in socializing with others outside of their social circle or one or two of the aforementioned three.
Also, I found out that they are also afraid of something so scary, so evil, so monumentally astoundingly shocking and dangerous that literally almost everyone in the lecture hall ran out in pure fear and adrenaline when the lecturer announced it.
What is it that was so terrifyingly scary?
Musical chairs.
I am not kidding, when the lecturer announced that they are playing muscial chairs and by musical chairs, I mean tossing a piece of stupid paper around and just writing stuff on a piece of paper and you ran to the hills like scalded dogs with a case of rabies on crack?
Oh, by the way the fastest ones are guys. Did I mention that most of the guys in Swinburne are pussies? Oh yes, they are big pure pussies or small, infertile, insignificant 2 inch dicks. All of them are the same, they act big, they talk big, they walk big, but when it comes to actually DO something... you can hear crickets or an omnious crowl of a lonely dark crow in the distance.
You see, my runners are basically my warriors, they will all be doing the heavy lifting during the debate competition and as runners as the word says, you will be doing a lot of running. I have 5 guys who volunteered, the rest all chickened out, or become recluse hermits like Guiliano. Speaking of Guiliano, Guiliano lets go shopping! Since you watch movies with old friends, then we go shopping, you cannot do everything with old friends you know, you must move forward! TOWARDS THE FUTURE, WHERE I AM STANDING.
Anyways, back to men being pussies. When I mean men, I do not include the prominent male members of the debate club, my beloved runners and future helpers of the debate club competition. I do however include those of you who have shit coloured hair, like girls who act stupid because you are too stupid yourself that is why you wanna act smart but actually are more stupid than smart because you are acting smart and not actually smart which means you are fake clever and not clever in the first place, therefore your fucked up theories of that was thought up by you are not smart but are actually misjudgments and fallacies of your pathetic brain whose size is as large as your two inch penis. Got it?
Whatever happened to the good old fashioned values of the men of the olden days... if there are good old fashioned valued men of the olden days, you know, a sense of duty and responsibility and not MOOCHING OF YOUR FRIEND WHEN YOU NEED HIM THE MOST AND THEN DUMPING HIM WHEN HE NEEDS YOU THE MOST.
Seriously, the guys of Swinburne (if you can call yourselves guys, I prefer pussyboys, or fuck objects) need to wake up and smell the fag in the air. Don't you know that this uni is a popular haven for homosexual prowlers?
Well, my hunt of runners is over now and its time for a short breather before I am heading off doing more head hunting, especially the ever elusive female co-host, you have to know that like 98% of the students in Swinburne Sarawak lack English skills, zero charisma and have serious fears in socializing with others outside of their social circle or one or two of the aforementioned three.
Also, I found out that they are also afraid of something so scary, so evil, so monumentally astoundingly shocking and dangerous that literally almost everyone in the lecture hall ran out in pure fear and adrenaline when the lecturer announced it.
What is it that was so terrifyingly scary?
Musical chairs.
I am not kidding, when the lecturer announced that they are playing muscial chairs and by musical chairs, I mean tossing a piece of stupid paper around and just writing stuff on a piece of paper and you ran to the hills like scalded dogs with a case of rabies on crack?
Oh, by the way the fastest ones are guys. Did I mention that most of the guys in Swinburne are pussies? Oh yes, they are big pure pussies or small, infertile, insignificant 2 inch dicks. All of them are the same, they act big, they talk big, they walk big, but when it comes to actually DO something... you can hear crickets or an omnious crowl of a lonely dark crow in the distance.
You see, my runners are basically my warriors, they will all be doing the heavy lifting during the debate competition and as runners as the word says, you will be doing a lot of running. I have 5 guys who volunteered, the rest all chickened out, or become recluse hermits like Guiliano. Speaking of Guiliano, Guiliano lets go shopping! Since you watch movies with old friends, then we go shopping, you cannot do everything with old friends you know, you must move forward! TOWARDS THE FUTURE, WHERE I AM STANDING.
Anyways, back to men being pussies. When I mean men, I do not include the prominent male members of the debate club, my beloved runners and future helpers of the debate club competition. I do however include those of you who have shit coloured hair, like girls who act stupid because you are too stupid yourself that is why you wanna act smart but actually are more stupid than smart because you are acting smart and not actually smart which means you are fake clever and not clever in the first place, therefore your fucked up theories of that was thought up by you are not smart but are actually misjudgments and fallacies of your pathetic brain whose size is as large as your two inch penis. Got it?
Whatever happened to the good old fashioned values of the men of the olden days... if there are good old fashioned valued men of the olden days, you know, a sense of duty and responsibility and not MOOCHING OF YOUR FRIEND WHEN YOU NEED HIM THE MOST AND THEN DUMPING HIM WHEN HE NEEDS YOU THE MOST.
Seriously, the guys of Swinburne (if you can call yourselves guys, I prefer pussyboys, or fuck objects) need to wake up and smell the fag in the air. Don't you know that this uni is a popular haven for homosexual prowlers?
Monday, March 15, 2010
A new semester...
With my horrifyingly poor and dropping CGPA in my last exam, I am definitely living the Survivor's Heroes vs Villains motto
Return, Revenge and Redemption
Yeah, I want good grades and I want them bad but its pretty hard to concentrate in class these days. Especially in the afternoons or if I have a three hour class. I found myself that, by the third hour, I am pretty much dozing off. I dunno why but I don't like spending my time in Swinburne, it just drains and saps all the energy out of me...
However, I have to say, Swinburne is getting more civilized... in management. The days of literally rumbling down the stairs like... you guessed it... a survivor challenge are long gone. Now it is all online based. All you need to do is simple, get your friends together and fill all the 25 slots available in the tutorial and you are pretty much done. Rather than the 2 scenarios below.
Scenario A
Basically, what they do is that they announce the Tutorial number and if they are kind, the day and time. After that, it is basically a mad rush down the stairs, hoping you get one of the available tutorial slots that you like
Scenario B
Some gay ass bitch think he is Tyra and starts selecting people at random to go for the tutorial... so not working and unfair.
As for my classes this year which are Business Information Systems, Financial Information Systems, Organization and Management and Introduction to Business Law... well they are okay I guess.
Management is pretty much like group therapy and learning how to team together. Overall, its pretty liberating to be left alone but at the same time, we may stray a lot.
As for Law, well, it is my major, haha but I only attended one class and tutorials are this Thursday
Financial information systems is known to have the highest failing rate in the School of Commerce. A lot of work to do and a lot of reading too. The damn book wieghs a ton, heavy as hell... honestly.
As for Business Information Systems, I think I am in the deep shit category because I don't know what am I supposed to do with it!!! I know the computer part but the theories are pretty confusing, a little deer in headlights moment for me.
Plus with me as Secretary of the Debate Club (goodness gracious with the paperwork) and being a part of the Student Council and with me still in consideration to pick up a third club. (drama, some kind of sport, CPA), I am in one hell of a year this year. Hence the lesser and lesser blog post. Come on, I am already until my 416th post, gimme a break.
Return, Revenge and Redemption
Yeah, I want good grades and I want them bad but its pretty hard to concentrate in class these days. Especially in the afternoons or if I have a three hour class. I found myself that, by the third hour, I am pretty much dozing off. I dunno why but I don't like spending my time in Swinburne, it just drains and saps all the energy out of me...
However, I have to say, Swinburne is getting more civilized... in management. The days of literally rumbling down the stairs like... you guessed it... a survivor challenge are long gone. Now it is all online based. All you need to do is simple, get your friends together and fill all the 25 slots available in the tutorial and you are pretty much done. Rather than the 2 scenarios below.
Scenario A
Basically, what they do is that they announce the Tutorial number and if they are kind, the day and time. After that, it is basically a mad rush down the stairs, hoping you get one of the available tutorial slots that you like
Scenario B
Some gay ass bitch think he is Tyra and starts selecting people at random to go for the tutorial... so not working and unfair.
As for my classes this year which are Business Information Systems, Financial Information Systems, Organization and Management and Introduction to Business Law... well they are okay I guess.
Management is pretty much like group therapy and learning how to team together. Overall, its pretty liberating to be left alone but at the same time, we may stray a lot.
As for Law, well, it is my major, haha but I only attended one class and tutorials are this Thursday
Financial information systems is known to have the highest failing rate in the School of Commerce. A lot of work to do and a lot of reading too. The damn book wieghs a ton, heavy as hell... honestly.
As for Business Information Systems, I think I am in the deep shit category because I don't know what am I supposed to do with it!!! I know the computer part but the theories are pretty confusing, a little deer in headlights moment for me.
Plus with me as Secretary of the Debate Club (goodness gracious with the paperwork) and being a part of the Student Council and with me still in consideration to pick up a third club. (drama, some kind of sport, CPA), I am in one hell of a year this year. Hence the lesser and lesser blog post. Come on, I am already until my 416th post, gimme a break.
Saturday, March 06, 2010
The List
1. Edina Chong (12.20am) (Swinburne)
2. Daniel Ling (12.36 am) (Swinburne)
3. Cyril Lee (12.37 am) (Sungai Maong)
4. Wong JJ (12.52 am) (NS)
5. Mun Yin (12.59 am) (Sungai Maong)
6. Athena Chai (1.55 am) (Sungai Maong)
7. Elton Jong (8.03 am) (Sungai Maong)
8. Melissa Hui (8.17 am) (Sungai Maong)
9. Adeline Chai (9.12 am) (Chung Hua)
10. Guiliano Chang (9.16 am) (Swinburne)
11. Siaw Wee (9.18 am) (Swinburne)
12. Jia Jin (9.22 am) (Swinburne)
13. Jeremy Lim (10.10 am) (Sungai Maong)
14. Stephanie Seem (10.40 am) (Swinburne)
15. Luna Chin (11.08 am) (Swinburne)
16. Vun Tze Hui (11.55 am) (Chung Hua)
17. Kelvin Chong (12.06 pm) (Swinburne)
18. Vincent Chung (12.23 pm) (Sungai Maong)
19. Adrien Ting (12.33 pm) (Swinburne)
20. Olivia Sim (12.35 pm) (Swinburne)
Try and make the list next year, and congrats to those who made it, especially Edina! HAHAHAHA. Aight that all
2. Daniel Ling (12.36 am) (Swinburne)
3. Cyril Lee (12.37 am) (Sungai Maong)
4. Wong JJ (12.52 am) (NS)
5. Mun Yin (12.59 am) (Sungai Maong)
6. Athena Chai (1.55 am) (Sungai Maong)
7. Elton Jong (8.03 am) (Sungai Maong)
8. Melissa Hui (8.17 am) (Sungai Maong)
9. Adeline Chai (9.12 am) (Chung Hua)
10. Guiliano Chang (9.16 am) (Swinburne)
11. Siaw Wee (9.18 am) (Swinburne)
12. Jia Jin (9.22 am) (Swinburne)
13. Jeremy Lim (10.10 am) (Sungai Maong)
14. Stephanie Seem (10.40 am) (Swinburne)
15. Luna Chin (11.08 am) (Swinburne)
16. Vun Tze Hui (11.55 am) (Chung Hua)
17. Kelvin Chong (12.06 pm) (Swinburne)
18. Vincent Chung (12.23 pm) (Sungai Maong)
19. Adrien Ting (12.33 pm) (Swinburne)
20. Olivia Sim (12.35 pm) (Swinburne)
Try and make the list next year, and congrats to those who made it, especially Edina! HAHAHAHA. Aight that all
Saturday, February 27, 2010
One Down, Fifty Three To Go.
The 26th February of 2010 was just beginning in the wee hours of the morning. Most of us are sound asleep in our respective beds, our minds leaving our bodies and are transported into an alternate reality where we live and experience what it plays for us that night. As for others, like the stubborn youth of Kuching who embrace the nightlife even though this is a quiet suburban town, it was a time to either keep the night alive or call it a night. For Jason Kiu, who decided to call it a night and return home, probably like any normal weekend nightout where he would drive home, left his keys on the table, change and go to bed . The problem is, that night was not normal as he never made it home. Instead, his car rammed through a fence, hit a tree and then it tumbled upside down, with Jason in it. This is when, Jason's story has reached it's finale.
I, however was oblivious towards everything. First of all, I wasn't close to Jason. We were primary schoolmates and we attend the same economics and quantitative analysis class together in Swinburne. Even then, I wouldn't try and talk to him. Basically because I cannot find any common ground with him. So it was like that, the only time we talk was when he told me, Bianca doing my homework for me was a brilliant idea.
It was brilliant... till my mid terms flopped, that is.
When Jenny Chew (if you refer to my previous post from way back at 2006, you would know who she is, one half of the now defunct Jeneric) posted the news on her status update, I was sceptical at first, with things like this, you need to be awfully sure about it but then again a normal logical person would not post and R.I.P wish on her status update, just for kicks right? It was midday by then.
Just to be sure, I checked with Guiliano, Kiat Seng and Evon, who confirmed to me that Jason Kiu was the first person of the 2002 class of Six White of SJK Chung Hua No.4... to pass away. Still in denial, as my own grandmother passed away 17 days ago and the fact that I am turning20 19.5 in a week, I called my cousin, Derrick for another confirmation who was also sceptical too. However in an hour, he replied and told me that it was true. Obviously, the news sent me into a confused and frantic state, fortunately, there was no vomitting like the night my dad told me, my grandmother passed away and I was one of the last people to see her conscious.
Obviously with a guy who was stuck with me in the same class for six years, he played a significant part in my early life and the fact that I know that there will be people in our class that will not be able to, do not bother to or too emotional to attend the funeral, I have decided to propose the idea to my friends to send flowers to his family. Evon was on board with the idea and together we quickly worked out the stuff like gathering people to pitch in for the wreath as it's pretty darn expensive to personally send one and the time and location of the funeral. Sending flowers is the least someone can do to show that he or she cares, it's not about face, it's to show that you care, in the end the flowers won't last long anyway and are meant to last a day, if not a few hours.
Basically, everything was pretty much said and done with only the flowers and writing to go till I hit towards a bit of a snag, my parents said that since my grandmother isn't dead long enough, I, should have no hand in this issue whatsoever. As you can see, they are pretty much too late for that but in the end, family is more important, so I sent some advice to Evon and she basically backed me up and covered for me with everything from there. Thanks, by the way. In the end, his lineage of classmates from primary school till college were represented by the flowers.
I started everything is not because you know, I am fake since I started this whole thing but I barely even know the guy. It's because, well having a dead grandmother makes you feel super emotional. When my grandmother died, I was hoping to receive messages of condolences, words of encouragement, flowers and visits from friends, not to show off to my family, but to have that comfort zone of knowing that you have friends who have your back. Guess what? No condolonces, no word of encouragement and yeah pretty much nothing, I have to tell them that they died and all I got were a few short ones. When things like these happen, you don't think straight, so you felt alone and thinking that your friends are well, a bunch of aimless, zero initiative, boring, passive little shitheads, this especially happens when you happen to be an imaginative drama queen. So I didn't want this to happen to Jason, with his family thinking that aside from a few close friends and family, his classmates doesn't give a damn, that's why I came up with the flower idea.
Later that night, my old NS mate, Ben found out the news made online. So I read it and yeah, it hit past a fence, hit a tree and tumbled upside down, very Desperate Housewives worthy, that is until you found out that it is actually reality. The next day, went to my grandma's place (well, it's now my uncle's place, formerly my grandma's) and read the Chinese newspapers as they are like the tabloid version of local news. It's just like it was written right out of a scene in Desperate Housewives.
Statistically, it's common for men aged between 16-25 to die. This is because our testosterone levels are high and we are usually thrill seekers, looking out for fun and living the life of cigarettes, alcohols, drugs, speed and sex. Normally, it is expected for someone like Jason Kiu to die in a vehicular accident because it is so common in Asian countries where our traffic laws are a lot more loose compared to our more developed counterparts, but when I found out that Jason Kiu actually died in a car accident, I was as shocked as everyone else. It's because it's normal for someone like him to die but you would not expect it to actually be him.
Parents will definitely use his death as an example to all boys, they will put assumptions like he was probably drunk, speeding, high, not wearing a seat belt at the time, etc etc etc. We do not know what actually happened that night, but we all know that we have lost a friend, a classmate, a comrad, a teammate and to those closest to him, a son and a brother and generally, just a guy whose life was tragically cut short. For those of you who were in his final chapter and especially those in the final pages, I hope that you do not let him die in vain, let his death be an example to you people and be a lot more careful next time. After all, your life is the most precious thing in this world to you. There is no wrong in having a little fun once in a while but please do not allow your misjudgments and fallacies be the cause of your death. Remember the Chinese saying: The Road is like the Tiger's Mouth.
If you die, you are not the one having problems, since you are dead, but you will be everyone else's. People will have to prepare for your funeral, find a site as your burial ground, hold a service, entertain guests, send flowers and transport for you and if you are a praticing Buddhist, its even worse. There's chanting that will mysteriously make you weep like crying little girls, you are basically stuck at the deceased house for the next few days, you also have to keep a wheel flame of paper burning continuously and you have to assure that you have a continuous chain of joss sticks burning. What if it rains on the day of your burial, somemore? What if you are Hakka and forced to be vegan for a week? Then, there is the grieving period and the five stages of grief. Then of course what if it's your friend's birthday next week or even tomorrow or your mom's, your girlfriend, your... you get the point. See? Death is so inconvenient, so at least what you should do is to keep yourself safe.
Once you are dead, you are dead, game over. There is no reset, there is no restart, there is no infinite lives like the Metal Slug games. Once you are dead, there is nothing else to say but... may he rest in peace.
I, however was oblivious towards everything. First of all, I wasn't close to Jason. We were primary schoolmates and we attend the same economics and quantitative analysis class together in Swinburne. Even then, I wouldn't try and talk to him. Basically because I cannot find any common ground with him. So it was like that, the only time we talk was when he told me, Bianca doing my homework for me was a brilliant idea.
It was brilliant... till my mid terms flopped, that is.
When Jenny Chew (if you refer to my previous post from way back at 2006, you would know who she is, one half of the now defunct Jeneric) posted the news on her status update, I was sceptical at first, with things like this, you need to be awfully sure about it but then again a normal logical person would not post and R.I.P wish on her status update, just for kicks right? It was midday by then.
Just to be sure, I checked with Guiliano, Kiat Seng and Evon, who confirmed to me that Jason Kiu was the first person of the 2002 class of Six White of SJK Chung Hua No.4... to pass away. Still in denial, as my own grandmother passed away 17 days ago and the fact that I am turning
Obviously with a guy who was stuck with me in the same class for six years, he played a significant part in my early life and the fact that I know that there will be people in our class that will not be able to, do not bother to or too emotional to attend the funeral, I have decided to propose the idea to my friends to send flowers to his family. Evon was on board with the idea and together we quickly worked out the stuff like gathering people to pitch in for the wreath as it's pretty darn expensive to personally send one and the time and location of the funeral. Sending flowers is the least someone can do to show that he or she cares, it's not about face, it's to show that you care, in the end the flowers won't last long anyway and are meant to last a day, if not a few hours.
Basically, everything was pretty much said and done with only the flowers and writing to go till I hit towards a bit of a snag, my parents said that since my grandmother isn't dead long enough, I, should have no hand in this issue whatsoever. As you can see, they are pretty much too late for that but in the end, family is more important, so I sent some advice to Evon and she basically backed me up and covered for me with everything from there. Thanks, by the way. In the end, his lineage of classmates from primary school till college were represented by the flowers.
I started everything is not because you know, I am fake since I started this whole thing but I barely even know the guy. It's because, well having a dead grandmother makes you feel super emotional. When my grandmother died, I was hoping to receive messages of condolences, words of encouragement, flowers and visits from friends, not to show off to my family, but to have that comfort zone of knowing that you have friends who have your back. Guess what? No condolonces, no word of encouragement and yeah pretty much nothing, I have to tell them that they died and all I got were a few short ones. When things like these happen, you don't think straight, so you felt alone and thinking that your friends are well, a bunch of aimless, zero initiative, boring, passive little shitheads, this especially happens when you happen to be an imaginative drama queen. So I didn't want this to happen to Jason, with his family thinking that aside from a few close friends and family, his classmates doesn't give a damn, that's why I came up with the flower idea.
Later that night, my old NS mate, Ben found out the news made online. So I read it and yeah, it hit past a fence, hit a tree and tumbled upside down, very Desperate Housewives worthy, that is until you found out that it is actually reality. The next day, went to my grandma's place (well, it's now my uncle's place, formerly my grandma's) and read the Chinese newspapers as they are like the tabloid version of local news. It's just like it was written right out of a scene in Desperate Housewives.
Statistically, it's common for men aged between 16-25 to die. This is because our testosterone levels are high and we are usually thrill seekers, looking out for fun and living the life of cigarettes, alcohols, drugs, speed and sex. Normally, it is expected for someone like Jason Kiu to die in a vehicular accident because it is so common in Asian countries where our traffic laws are a lot more loose compared to our more developed counterparts, but when I found out that Jason Kiu actually died in a car accident, I was as shocked as everyone else. It's because it's normal for someone like him to die but you would not expect it to actually be him.
Parents will definitely use his death as an example to all boys, they will put assumptions like he was probably drunk, speeding, high, not wearing a seat belt at the time, etc etc etc. We do not know what actually happened that night, but we all know that we have lost a friend, a classmate, a comrad, a teammate and to those closest to him, a son and a brother and generally, just a guy whose life was tragically cut short. For those of you who were in his final chapter and especially those in the final pages, I hope that you do not let him die in vain, let his death be an example to you people and be a lot more careful next time. After all, your life is the most precious thing in this world to you. There is no wrong in having a little fun once in a while but please do not allow your misjudgments and fallacies be the cause of your death. Remember the Chinese saying: The Road is like the Tiger's Mouth.
If you die, you are not the one having problems, since you are dead, but you will be everyone else's. People will have to prepare for your funeral, find a site as your burial ground, hold a service, entertain guests, send flowers and transport for you and if you are a praticing Buddhist, its even worse. There's chanting that will mysteriously make you weep like crying little girls, you are basically stuck at the deceased house for the next few days, you also have to keep a wheel flame of paper burning continuously and you have to assure that you have a continuous chain of joss sticks burning. What if it rains on the day of your burial, somemore? What if you are Hakka and forced to be vegan for a week? Then, there is the grieving period and the five stages of grief. Then of course what if it's your friend's birthday next week or even tomorrow or your mom's, your girlfriend, your... you get the point. See? Death is so inconvenient, so at least what you should do is to keep yourself safe.
Once you are dead, you are dead, game over. There is no reset, there is no restart, there is no infinite lives like the Metal Slug games. Once you are dead, there is nothing else to say but... may he rest in peace.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Creative Slump
These days, I am on a creative slump
I have no ideas
My creativity of writing is on an all time low
I honestly have no idea what to write right now
After clicking the 'create a new post' icon, I am just staring at the screen after that
I did type and all
but it was either time constraints or uncertainty that made me back out
I have honestly not been fulfilling my blogging duties as of late and I am seriously sorry to all my brendzfans for this.
I am basically in limbo.
I can blame the death of my grandmother
I can blame the fact that I am not studying in a university overseas
I can blame the fact that I live in a home that serves no purpose of creative inspiration what so ever
I can blame a school with loads of brainless, aimless, retarded, badly dressed students with brains the size of peanuts, egos the size of a black dildo, the open-minded-ness of a fresh living clam, as easily angered as wearing red and walking in front of a bull, as cheap as misers can be and fashion sense that screams and begs to be verbally thrashed by Joan Rivers, Micheal Kors and Khloe Kardashian.
But honestly, that is the reason that I am not blogging these days, lack of inspiration.
You can obviously still see my witty charm and sharp tongue on this.
But I have no drive
It's as if, the sadness and disappointments that I have faced in life have literally sapped every drop of inspiration in my vast and oceanic mind.
Apparently, it is evident that Chester and Jake are probably facing the same problems as I do, since they don't blog as much as they used to.
I am in limbo
and I hope to get out of this
as fast as possible
Till then, Brendzfans
Hold on and don't give up on me.
I love you guys.
Be Sexy,
Brendan Goh
I have no ideas
My creativity of writing is on an all time low
I honestly have no idea what to write right now
After clicking the 'create a new post' icon, I am just staring at the screen after that
I did type and all
but it was either time constraints or uncertainty that made me back out
I have honestly not been fulfilling my blogging duties as of late and I am seriously sorry to all my brendzfans for this.
I am basically in limbo.
I can blame the death of my grandmother
I can blame the fact that I am not studying in a university overseas
I can blame the fact that I live in a home that serves no purpose of creative inspiration what so ever
I can blame a school with loads of brainless, aimless, retarded, badly dressed students with brains the size of peanuts, egos the size of a black dildo, the open-minded-ness of a fresh living clam, as easily angered as wearing red and walking in front of a bull, as cheap as misers can be and fashion sense that screams and begs to be verbally thrashed by Joan Rivers, Micheal Kors and Khloe Kardashian.
But honestly, that is the reason that I am not blogging these days, lack of inspiration.
You can obviously still see my witty charm and sharp tongue on this.
But I have no drive
It's as if, the sadness and disappointments that I have faced in life have literally sapped every drop of inspiration in my vast and oceanic mind.
Apparently, it is evident that Chester and Jake are probably facing the same problems as I do, since they don't blog as much as they used to.
I am in limbo
and I hope to get out of this
as fast as possible
Till then, Brendzfans
Hold on and don't give up on me.
I love you guys.
Be Sexy,
Brendan Goh
Thursday, February 18, 2010
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Friday, February 12, 2010
Brendzblog On Indefinite Hiatus
My Grandma has passed away
Alexander McQueen killed himself
Life is a bitch
I am not celebrating Chinese New Year this year
I cannot view my favorite TV shows online anymore
So I need to settle all this shit first before I blog more,
won't be long...
I hope...
Alexander McQueen killed himself
Life is a bitch
I am not celebrating Chinese New Year this year
I cannot view my favorite TV shows online anymore
So I need to settle all this shit first before I blog more,
won't be long...
I hope...
Friday, February 05, 2010
What the fuck is it about getting coupled up again?
Out with friends, few sips of lager (them not me, I do not want to look like a bloated clownfish the next morning), we started talking about relationships. You know, guys, girls and the occasional gay in the mix.
Suddenly, one of them said, Brendan, why don't you get a girlfriend? We all have one and why don't you get one yourself?
Me, being a single person almost all 19 years of my life, do sometimes feel lonely at times and do indeed need to have some companionship. Sometimes I want to experience the love that most of my friends. classmates, and whatever sluts around the university or my old high school are having. You know, holding hands, sneaking kisses, giving each other incessantly annoying pet names that suddenly become extremely adorable when you are in love because your hormones are taking over your body. Suddenly, you feel that the world seems like a much better place, you suddenly see daisies and fields of flowers and the person you love in pure white prancing among the fields of eternal greenery. Instead of the actual fact that there is heavy pollution in this world, the field you are dancing was probably caused by a concoction of pheromones and sex hormones plus maybe a bit of ecstacy and bloody people think throwing molotov cocktails into a church is considered something cool. Plus, lets not forget Haiti.
So instead of giving the lame excuses like my mom would kill me, I wanna concentrate on my studies, my great aunts will give me creepy, expectant, baby-making looks towards me, my great aunts will embarass me and started gushing all over and... so on so forth with most of the blame on my family members. I decided to tell the truth... I am happy as I am.
It's true and the small fact that I am obviously not ready to take shit from someone again.
Relationships are not some fantasy walk in the park, where you date, you fuck and you go and live a fairytale happily ever after. Relationships are not some stupid Disney movie aimed at little girls. Relationships or relationshits are well, full of shit. You have to date and see the compatibility, you have to show you care, guys, you have to treat the girls and pay, you have to pick her up, you have to do this and do that to make her happy and bla bla bla bla bla bla bla which ends with, you have to put up with her shit, especially when it is 'that' time of the month.
If you are talking me, getting a boyfriend, well, guys are sexual beings, this means that most gay relationships are either based on money or sex. It is very rare for you to find the bond that gay celebs share like Elton and David, Ellen and Portia or Mark from Westlife and whoever he is dating or the late Stephen Gately and his partner, because face it, most gay people are a bunch of horndogs, its very hard to find love. Plus a guy my age is in no where near towards the fact of settling down and live the life of a Desperate Housewife or in this case, Househusband.
So here I am, 19, still single and going strong. I am not looking but when fate decides to hook me up, then so be it. Go with the flow, that's what I say.
Suddenly, one of them said, Brendan, why don't you get a girlfriend? We all have one and why don't you get one yourself?
Me, being a single person almost all 19 years of my life, do sometimes feel lonely at times and do indeed need to have some companionship. Sometimes I want to experience the love that most of my friends. classmates, and whatever sluts around the university or my old high school are having. You know, holding hands, sneaking kisses, giving each other incessantly annoying pet names that suddenly become extremely adorable when you are in love because your hormones are taking over your body. Suddenly, you feel that the world seems like a much better place, you suddenly see daisies and fields of flowers and the person you love in pure white prancing among the fields of eternal greenery. Instead of the actual fact that there is heavy pollution in this world, the field you are dancing was probably caused by a concoction of pheromones and sex hormones plus maybe a bit of ecstacy and bloody people think throwing molotov cocktails into a church is considered something cool. Plus, lets not forget Haiti.
So instead of giving the lame excuses like my mom would kill me, I wanna concentrate on my studies, my great aunts will give me creepy, expectant, baby-making looks towards me, my great aunts will embarass me and started gushing all over and... so on so forth with most of the blame on my family members. I decided to tell the truth... I am happy as I am.
It's true and the small fact that I am obviously not ready to take shit from someone again.
Relationships are not some fantasy walk in the park, where you date, you fuck and you go and live a fairytale happily ever after. Relationships are not some stupid Disney movie aimed at little girls. Relationships or relationshits are well, full of shit. You have to date and see the compatibility, you have to show you care, guys, you have to treat the girls and pay, you have to pick her up, you have to do this and do that to make her happy and bla bla bla bla bla bla bla which ends with, you have to put up with her shit, especially when it is 'that' time of the month.
If you are talking me, getting a boyfriend, well, guys are sexual beings, this means that most gay relationships are either based on money or sex. It is very rare for you to find the bond that gay celebs share like Elton and David, Ellen and Portia or Mark from Westlife and whoever he is dating or the late Stephen Gately and his partner, because face it, most gay people are a bunch of horndogs, its very hard to find love. Plus a guy my age is in no where near towards the fact of settling down and live the life of a Desperate Housewife or in this case, Househusband.
So here I am, 19, still single and going strong. I am not looking but when fate decides to hook me up, then so be it. Go with the flow, that's what I say.
Tuesday, February 02, 2010
I am worse than a girl when it comes to shopping.
It's true, it's very very true
After 2 days of going shopping, I have not even bought one single thing
Not even one
I have my shirts done, all I need is some pants and shoes for the coming Lunar Valentines
However, my collection of shirts for the New Year is a different story
You see
I have a black Topman long sleeved tee and a black and grey H&M shirt from London that was brutally kidnapped from me and chained to my mother's closet for 11 months.
YEAH, 11 MONTHS
If it is this time last year, I would be preparing my trip to London.
Then a pink top from Topman, bought at KL
A purple shirt from Topman, bought at Singapore
and a special tee from the Gold Coast that is about to make an upcoming post on Brendzblog
My pants, well... zilch, nada, zero nothing
Shoes, none either.
I am thinking of something Esprit that cost 300 bucks.
But 300 bucks for a pair of jeans, in my parent's terms is like buying those over priced peanuts you get in your hotel room.
Or in the Swinburne student's parking issue, it's like charging 10 Australian Dollars for an hour's worth of parking space.
So it is really obvious that I better not buy it
My parents will probably send me to the slaughter house.
So instead in order for making my dad happy, I decided to go to places where poor people go to buy their clothes.
I am talking jeans under 80 bucks.
I did found some nice ones, they really did fit me nicely, IN FRONT
At the back, my booty is as protuding and enlarged like J'Lo's ass.
Why do I have such a large ass?
You know this issue would be literally solved if I just went to Spring and splurge all over Esprit, Quicksilver and those jeans at Parkson that costs 150 bucks.
But NO!
I have to be a nice little family boy, helping parents save money
Find CHEAP PANTS.
Come to think of it, I would probably save my parents loads of petrol with all that driving.
I have to find THE pants, nice pants, pants that fit me nicely.
Which as usual is as confusingly scary as my wallet hunt back at the Gold Coast
I went back to the same stores numerous times before making an effing decision.
Oh well, what to do
I want to be perfect.
Well as prefect as a dud as I am can be
Man, I really need to start working out
But it's so hard to not have people around
It sucks, no support, no guidance
Just you and your weak, futile, pathetic discipline.
What am I supposed to do?
When I get upset, I eat and after that I get lazy.
Fuck my life, screw my life, I am screwed.
You know this wouldn't happen if I don't have a budget
I could just spree all I want
Buy this and buy that without a care in the world
Having loads of fun.
I know I am a shopaholic, I admit it
and I embrace it.
What?
Shopping is fun and rewarding and you would definitely get something back and feel the satisfaction.
Plus and besides,
It's better than those stupid people buying 4D everyday.
Those people should have spent their money on helping the people of Haiti then just buying stupid numbers and hope for a windfall that 99% of the time, will never happen.
After 2 days of going shopping, I have not even bought one single thing
Not even one
I have my shirts done, all I need is some pants and shoes for the coming Lunar Valentines
However, my collection of shirts for the New Year is a different story
You see
I have a black Topman long sleeved tee and a black and grey H&M shirt from London that was brutally kidnapped from me and chained to my mother's closet for 11 months.
YEAH, 11 MONTHS
If it is this time last year, I would be preparing my trip to London.
Then a pink top from Topman, bought at KL
A purple shirt from Topman, bought at Singapore
and a special tee from the Gold Coast that is about to make an upcoming post on Brendzblog
My pants, well... zilch, nada, zero nothing
Shoes, none either.
I am thinking of something Esprit that cost 300 bucks.
But 300 bucks for a pair of jeans, in my parent's terms is like buying those over priced peanuts you get in your hotel room.
Or in the Swinburne student's parking issue, it's like charging 10 Australian Dollars for an hour's worth of parking space.
So it is really obvious that I better not buy it
My parents will probably send me to the slaughter house.
So instead in order for making my dad happy, I decided to go to places where poor people go to buy their clothes.
I am talking jeans under 80 bucks.
I did found some nice ones, they really did fit me nicely, IN FRONT
At the back, my booty is as protuding and enlarged like J'Lo's ass.
Why do I have such a large ass?
You know this issue would be literally solved if I just went to Spring and splurge all over Esprit, Quicksilver and those jeans at Parkson that costs 150 bucks.
But NO!
I have to be a nice little family boy, helping parents save money
Find CHEAP PANTS.
Come to think of it, I would probably save my parents loads of petrol with all that driving.
I have to find THE pants, nice pants, pants that fit me nicely.
Which as usual is as confusingly scary as my wallet hunt back at the Gold Coast
I went back to the same stores numerous times before making an effing decision.
Oh well, what to do
I want to be perfect.
Well as prefect as a dud as I am can be
Man, I really need to start working out
But it's so hard to not have people around
It sucks, no support, no guidance
Just you and your weak, futile, pathetic discipline.
What am I supposed to do?
When I get upset, I eat and after that I get lazy.
Fuck my life, screw my life, I am screwed.
You know this wouldn't happen if I don't have a budget
I could just spree all I want
Buy this and buy that without a care in the world
Having loads of fun.
I know I am a shopaholic, I admit it
and I embrace it.
What?
Shopping is fun and rewarding and you would definitely get something back and feel the satisfaction.
Plus and besides,
It's better than those stupid people buying 4D everyday.
Those people should have spent their money on helping the people of Haiti then just buying stupid numbers and hope for a windfall that 99% of the time, will never happen.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Spinoff? Definitely Maybe :)
If you have been following my blog, you would have realized that I have not posted any form of a movie review in a LONG time. Well, this is mainly because, when it comes to movies, I am really outdated.
Now, I love writing movie reviews but the fact is that they are usually outdated and I find that not many people really give a damn about them since well they are old. I also find that my Spotlight segment is also comment draught. However, music is something that I do update frequently but my spotlight segment is also not catching a lot of comments
All in all, I am thinking of doing what Chester did. Create a spinoff blog. A blog that is mainly about the things that I love, music, movies and clothes and maybe food but I don't spend a lot on food. Tech stuff, but maybe I will leave the food on the facebook page, lol. I really don't like posting food over here, I might suddenly go into a craving and binge away.
So now, it's time to make me think what Brendzblog is all about. And after a long thought, hence the low post count, I decided that Brendzblog is going to be just me, my feelings and yes, creating drama in my life. Well, maybe cut the drama, I don't need another Hilary vs Lindsay or Christina vs Britney war erupting over here again.
But the question is... would my spinoff be successful?
Now, I love writing movie reviews but the fact is that they are usually outdated and I find that not many people really give a damn about them since well they are old. I also find that my Spotlight segment is also comment draught. However, music is something that I do update frequently but my spotlight segment is also not catching a lot of comments
All in all, I am thinking of doing what Chester did. Create a spinoff blog. A blog that is mainly about the things that I love, music, movies and clothes and maybe food but I don't spend a lot on food. Tech stuff, but maybe I will leave the food on the facebook page, lol. I really don't like posting food over here, I might suddenly go into a craving and binge away.
So now, it's time to make me think what Brendzblog is all about. And after a long thought, hence the low post count, I decided that Brendzblog is going to be just me, my feelings and yes, creating drama in my life. Well, maybe cut the drama, I don't need another Hilary vs Lindsay or Christina vs Britney war erupting over here again.
But the question is... would my spinoff be successful?
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Spotlight On: Katherine McPhee
There is this chick
She lost to a hick
Back in 06
Life's a bitch
After Idol, she got a contract
After one album, RCA retract
Now she is back to attract
Unbroken, her album to track
Now she sings "Had It All"
Let's hope she will stand tall
Spotlight shined by Brendan Goh
McPhee, take it all
Katharine McPhee :: HAD IT ALL (official music video)
Katharine McPhee | MySpace Music Videos
She lost to a hick
Back in 06
Life's a bitch
After Idol, she got a contract
After one album, RCA retract
Now she is back to attract
Unbroken, her album to track
Now she sings "Had It All"
Let's hope she will stand tall
Spotlight shined by Brendan Goh
McPhee, take it all
Katharine McPhee :: HAD IT ALL (official music video)
Katharine McPhee | MySpace Music Videos
Monday, January 25, 2010
Neglect
I am neglecting this blog
This is bad
Very very bad,
for the past few weeks, I have only put up four posts in this damn blog
My lowest in a month is zero but it's NS and not my fault
Next to it is 5, but that was February and it's Chinese New Year break back then and I have like a week to put them up
Now, it is 5 posts this month (including this one) and it is done voluntarily.
Well, I really am busy with the past week in Kuching League and now I have a report to finish
Amazing, isn't it?
Well, at least we finished on time and everything went smoothly like I planned.
Well, almost, some bastard showed up late but we finished on time, thank god
Or else, I am pretty sure I am gonna be stuck there till six
Debate events are always so dragging and finish later than usual.
My results are as good as crap because I get no money.
I should have gotten a freaking job.
BUT NO!
I just HAVE to slack off and wait for my money to come.
Yeah, happy now Brendan Goh?
You got no money and your CGPA is literally collapsing like the World Trade Center in 2001
Yeah well, I can kiss my 300 bucks goodbye because there is no way that I am going to buy my Esprit jeans for Chinese New Year now even though I have the money to do so
But what to do?
Aunt told me I should save.
Apparently, my animal sign aka the horse, is not good at saving AT ALL.
Which translates to my spending habbit
I guess it's not too late to find one, I can find one of those seasonal promotion job things.
Dunno if there are still any around or not
And earn some small wad of cash, that I am most likely will be spending
Sigh, after that I am thinking of getting a part time job during weekends
But I am thinking of getting involved in the council
Well, truth is, the only reason I am thinking of joining is me not bearing to see cheap bastards with extremely poor taste levels organizing another cheap lousy prom (PROM IN COLLEGE), with a stupid failing theme that never makes sense because they want to COPY what other TV shows with a HIGHER BUDGET can do.
Tyra always says, you can copy but your copy must be better than the original
Plus, BRIDAL WEAR?????? BRIDAL GOWN AS A PROM DRESS???? ESPECIALLY FROM SOME CHEAP ASIAN BOUTIQUE?
OMG!
Seriously, honey, your nylon ruffly gown is just amazing and that shine just brightens up the room like a neon Las Vegas sign.
Plus with the world's crappiest 16th birthday title resting on my shoulder, God forbid, that there should be an award for this, I need redemption. Sigh, but I am even too lazy to pick up a pen and write out my resume. I am literally at crossroads again. Not to mention, considering to switch my major, again.
Swinburne staff are so going to be happy to see my face again.
So what am I going to do? Join the council, prove myself that I am more than just talk and remain poor for the rest of the year? Or, suck it up and be all talk but at least I am earning about 300 a month.
I hate Kuching, people here like everything cheap. Bunch of cheap bastards. The reason why you get paid less is that you don't pay more you know?
This is bad
Very very bad,
for the past few weeks, I have only put up four posts in this damn blog
My lowest in a month is zero but it's NS and not my fault
Next to it is 5, but that was February and it's Chinese New Year break back then and I have like a week to put them up
Now, it is 5 posts this month (including this one) and it is done voluntarily.
Well, I really am busy with the past week in Kuching League and now I have a report to finish
Amazing, isn't it?
Well, at least we finished on time and everything went smoothly like I planned.
Well, almost, some bastard showed up late but we finished on time, thank god
Or else, I am pretty sure I am gonna be stuck there till six
Debate events are always so dragging and finish later than usual.
My results are as good as crap because I get no money.
I should have gotten a freaking job.
BUT NO!
I just HAVE to slack off and wait for my money to come.
Yeah, happy now Brendan Goh?
You got no money and your CGPA is literally collapsing like the World Trade Center in 2001
Yeah well, I can kiss my 300 bucks goodbye because there is no way that I am going to buy my Esprit jeans for Chinese New Year now even though I have the money to do so
But what to do?
Aunt told me I should save.
Apparently, my animal sign aka the horse, is not good at saving AT ALL.
Which translates to my spending habbit
I guess it's not too late to find one, I can find one of those seasonal promotion job things.
Dunno if there are still any around or not
And earn some small wad of cash, that I am most likely will be spending
Sigh, after that I am thinking of getting a part time job during weekends
But I am thinking of getting involved in the council
Well, truth is, the only reason I am thinking of joining is me not bearing to see cheap bastards with extremely poor taste levels organizing another cheap lousy prom (PROM IN COLLEGE), with a stupid failing theme that never makes sense because they want to COPY what other TV shows with a HIGHER BUDGET can do.
Tyra always says, you can copy but your copy must be better than the original
Plus, BRIDAL WEAR?????? BRIDAL GOWN AS A PROM DRESS???? ESPECIALLY FROM SOME CHEAP ASIAN BOUTIQUE?
OMG!
Seriously, honey, your nylon ruffly gown is just amazing and that shine just brightens up the room like a neon Las Vegas sign.
Plus with the world's crappiest 16th birthday title resting on my shoulder, God forbid, that there should be an award for this, I need redemption. Sigh, but I am even too lazy to pick up a pen and write out my resume. I am literally at crossroads again. Not to mention, considering to switch my major, again.
Swinburne staff are so going to be happy to see my face again.
So what am I going to do? Join the council, prove myself that I am more than just talk and remain poor for the rest of the year? Or, suck it up and be all talk but at least I am earning about 300 a month.
I hate Kuching, people here like everything cheap. Bunch of cheap bastards. The reason why you get paid less is that you don't pay more you know?
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
One Hit Wonders of the Future?
Billboard.com released a list of top 40 one hit wonders of the noughties (2000-2009), some of those notable names include:
*Note: This is the list of one hit wonders in the US only, this means that the songs by the artist only appear in the top 40 of the Billboard Hot 100 once.
So it got me thinking, there will be other one hit wonders in the spawn already, but who will they be? Well, some might not come true but who cares? It's always great to do a little prediction.
Sara Barielles
She gave us a love song and "Love Song" charted in the top 10 of the billboard hot 100, but her next single "Bottle It Up" was way less successful, could this mean that Sara's career is bottled up and the given the title of a one hit wonder?
Metro Station
Metro Station annyoed me with "Shake It" and hell yeah they annoyed me, seriously who can listen to the words "Shake, shake, shake it" 267 times? Apparently, everyone. "Seventeen Forever" their second single, did not so well and will Trace Cyrus and gang leave the super stardom stuff to Miley? Let's pray, people, pray.
Ke$ha
"Tik Tok" hit number one and we love the degenrative Hannah Montana look. We loved the song so much but would her second single, a more emotional song called "Animal" will fare better?
David Archuleta
We love him, we really really love him and on American Idol, when Ryan Seacrest says David... Cook won, little girls, mothers, cougars, grandmothers, gay men and perverted aged gay pedophiles weep in sadness when sweet David got second and with joy when his first single "Crush" hit second place! But as we see the failures of "Touch My Hand" and "A Little Too Not Over You", would we see the end of our beloved Archie?
Owl City
Owl City charmed the world with "Fireflies", the hit song was made by a guy living in his parent's basement while working in a Coca Cola warehouse, so we wonder is this the end of Owl City or would "Vanilla Twilight" be able to save it from being called a one hit wonder.
Jason Derulo
He charmed the ladies with "Whatcha Say" and the girls fell in love with him, that they hailed him as number one of the billboard hot 100, but is "Whatcha Say" is nothing but all talk? Well, lets see then.
I personally hope that everyone except Metro Station would not be one hit wonders, so pray people! Pray!
Update: A song from Kesha's album Animal hits the charts at no.7 even though it is not released as a single, therefore she is no longer considered a one hit wonder. The song is called 'Blah, Blah, Blah' and it features 3OH3! Sorry for not updating guys, been real busy these days and lack the inspiration to blog.
- Daniel Powter - The guy who sings "Bad Day"? Remember him? Yeah, American Idol hyped it all up as one of their goodbye songs and it helped Daniel hit number one, after that, the poor Canadian was never heard from again. His next single, "Free Loop" did not so well, but you can listen to his latest one, way back in 2008, it's called 'Next Plane Home' which yeah, sucked on the charts, seems like Daniel's bad day has turned into a bad one hit wonder career.
- S Club 7 - "Never Had A dream Come True" is by far the most popular song by my favorite childhood band. Bradley McIntosh, Tina Barrett, Paul Cattermole, Jon Lee, Hannah Spearitt, Jo O Meara and Rachel Stevens hit number 10 in the US but was never heard from again. Notable Songs such as "Reach", "Bring it All Back", "You" and "Don't Stop Movin" all are successful everywhere EXCEPT the US.
- Mims - The annoying guy who keeps telling everyone that he is hot is hot no more, his second single only reached number 77, poor guy
- James Blunt - James Blunt (with Oprah at his backside) hit number one when he sings "You're Beautiful" but unfortunately, his career is not so beautiful anymore
- Gnarls Barkley - They sang "Crazy", the song drove me crazy and everytime I heard that nasty falsetto, it made me pukey, thank god it's bb for them.
- Bo Bice - The idol runner up behind Carrie Underwood, hit number 5 with "Inside Your Heaven" and after that, he disappeared.
- J-Kwon - J-Kwon asked everyone to get tipsy and we did and he hit number two, after that we got a serious hangover and forgot all about him and his career probably died of extensive alcohol abuse by now.
- Cassie - Cassie hit the chart's with "Me & U" but her song "Long Way To Go" only peaked at 97 and has since disappeared, it's probably gonna be a long way to go for her to get back on track again.
- Lou Bega - Remember that song "Mambo No.5", it was so cool and so fun and since then Lou Bega is nothing anymore.
- Hinder - "Lips of an Angel" kissed us and we were stoked by it, but after that, Hinder is hindered towards the sidelines.
- Fort Minor and Holly Brook - "Where'd You Go" was Holly Brook and Fort Minor's success and then Fort Minor went to the lower end of the charts and since then, Mike Shinoda went back to Linkin Park
- Vanessa Carlton - "A Thousand Miles" was a great song and Vanessa went and disappeared, but "Nolita Fairytale" a single from her obviously failed album Heroes and Theives still proves that she still has it, it's just that the charts don't like her that's all
- Nick Lachey - "What's Left of me" is the song that he sang to Jessica after the newlyweds called it quits. It touched us all and we feel for him that his song reached number 6 on the charts, after that, he was not really successful, maybe he should marry a girl, spend three years on a reality show, adding a funny, confusing scene about chicken and tuna and then divorce the girl again so that he can spawn another hit.
*Note: This is the list of one hit wonders in the US only, this means that the songs by the artist only appear in the top 40 of the Billboard Hot 100 once.
So it got me thinking, there will be other one hit wonders in the spawn already, but who will they be? Well, some might not come true but who cares? It's always great to do a little prediction.
Sara Barielles
She gave us a love song and "Love Song" charted in the top 10 of the billboard hot 100, but her next single "Bottle It Up" was way less successful, could this mean that Sara's career is bottled up and the given the title of a one hit wonder?
Metro Station
Metro Station annyoed me with "Shake It" and hell yeah they annoyed me, seriously who can listen to the words "Shake, shake, shake it" 267 times? Apparently, everyone. "Seventeen Forever" their second single, did not so well and will Trace Cyrus and gang leave the super stardom stuff to Miley? Let's pray, people, pray.
Ke$ha
"Tik Tok" hit number one and we love the degenrative Hannah Montana look. We loved the song so much but would her second single, a more emotional song called "Animal" will fare better?
David Archuleta
We love him, we really really love him and on American Idol, when Ryan Seacrest says David... Cook won, little girls, mothers, cougars, grandmothers, gay men and perverted aged gay pedophiles weep in sadness when sweet David got second and with joy when his first single "Crush" hit second place! But as we see the failures of "Touch My Hand" and "A Little Too Not Over You", would we see the end of our beloved Archie?
Owl City
Owl City charmed the world with "Fireflies", the hit song was made by a guy living in his parent's basement while working in a Coca Cola warehouse, so we wonder is this the end of Owl City or would "Vanilla Twilight" be able to save it from being called a one hit wonder.
Jason Derulo
He charmed the ladies with "Whatcha Say" and the girls fell in love with him, that they hailed him as number one of the billboard hot 100, but is "Whatcha Say" is nothing but all talk? Well, lets see then.
I personally hope that everyone except Metro Station would not be one hit wonders, so pray people! Pray!
Update: A song from Kesha's album Animal hits the charts at no.7 even though it is not released as a single, therefore she is no longer considered a one hit wonder. The song is called 'Blah, Blah, Blah' and it features 3OH3! Sorry for not updating guys, been real busy these days and lack the inspiration to blog.
Tuesday, January 05, 2010
The Singapore Story
After like an hour and a half, stuck within a cramped and nasty, not to mention boring plane with colour blinding seats that sets off a serious headache and nausea ( I hope you like the stuff I left in the bag you dimwitted and rude MAS flight attendants). Me, Darren, my aunt and two unwanted and extremely lucky stowaways (my mother and Ryan) have finally landed in the land of ultra competitive-ness with an added mask of superficiality that I call the tropical and modern version of London = Singapore. The stowaways were called stowaways because not only they were able to go to KL and leave me and Darren home alone as a sort of preemptive strike of jealously towards my pending Australia trip but as we can guess, they tagged along at the last minute. A sarcastic bastard that insults your body size every five seconds and a directionless illeterate with a pig headed moronic brain who thinks it always goes the right way and most of the time it's not and leads us around in circles. When it's not leading, it's annoying as hell as those little hyperactive kids in the back seat of the car yapping 'Are we there yet? Are we there yet?' God! Those stress pimples and back knots are acting up again! Sometimes I sincerely think that I am the only rational one in the family. And no I am not jealous of my mom and Ryan getting to go to KL, I am downright pissed of that I am not able to get peace and quiet for 2 weeks!
2 HEAVENLY WEEKS WITHOUT FAMILY!!! GONE!!!!
2 WEEKS OF PEACE AND QUIET!!! GONE!!!!
2 WEEKS OF FUN!!! GONE!!!
MY SANITY!!!! yup, you guessed it. G.O.N.E.
I am seriously thinking of getting a job and then hopefully Swinburne will get me the cash I need through scholarship and then I would fly off to a foreign (nearby) country and spend two weeks there. ALONE or with friends, preferably with friends, as long as there is no family around. Lets see... Thailand, Vietnam or Singapore again? Speaking of Singapore, I have to tell you guys about my trip there.
2 HEAVENLY WEEKS WITHOUT FAMILY!!! GONE!!!!
2 WEEKS OF PEACE AND QUIET!!! GONE!!!!
2 WEEKS OF FUN!!! GONE!!!
MY SANITY!!!! yup, you guessed it. G.O.N.E.
I am seriously thinking of getting a job and then hopefully Swinburne will get me the cash I need through scholarship and then I would fly off to a foreign (nearby) country and spend two weeks there. ALONE or with friends, preferably with friends, as long as there is no family around. Lets see... Thailand, Vietnam or Singapore again? Speaking of Singapore, I have to tell you guys about my trip there.
The Singapore Flyer... World's Tallest Ferris Wheel (currently)
We are staying in the Marriot Hotel as you can see... on the 28th floor. We spent the afternoon, hanging around Bugis Junction. Shopping, obviously. I got a watch and a purple plaid shirt from Topman! Loves! Yeah, girly moment... Uhm... Uh... Yeah... Well lets get on with the night shall we?
The streets were paraded with like loads of decorations and stuff like a huge Christmas celebration. There were really cool cutouts of Jesus, Joseph, Mary and whatevers around.
There were also street performances, like this one, a live Christmas play about... something... no idea. It was two weeks ago and I forgot all about it. Was too busy taking pictures anyways. Like the Ferrero Rocher Christmas Tree below! Awesome, ain't it? But it is not made of real chocolate (duh! Chocolate would melt when exposed to harsh and environmentally unfriendly light bulbs at night and harsh tropical humid sunlight at day.) Still, you cannot resist to imagine biting into a Ferrero Rocher that is as large as a bull's testicles.
Then we headed up towards Paragon, the Singaporean Suite for all those TDOs (Top Designer Outfits) that you probably can never afford and had to settle for a cheap 50 dollar knock off from a Malaysian/Hong Kong/Chinese thrift store. Since all the stores were closed and we had to leave early the next morning, 5 a.m. to be precise, I decided to camwhore with the brands, Ryan decided to butt in to ruin my life and get his fairshare of camwhoring. Little bastard. Wait till I know how to use photoshop! That will do you some good. Lets kick things off with Prada.
Followed by Jimmy Choo
Swarovski... I think and yes I was trying to be a Lady Gaga on an economy budget.
Then its Gucci not Ucci. Stupid Ryan blocking the 'G'
Miu Miu which Ryan mistakens it for Calvin Klein
Rocking it out with Salvatore Ferragamo
Must I act so pompous at Yves St Laurent? Yes... yes I do
Next is Hugo
After all the parading with brands and whatever (most of the pictures are on Facebook), it's time to call it a night. The next morning's picture is a family affair as you can see, at the Golden Lounge of checking in.
Did you see the fugly looking glasses that Darren is wearing?Even though a) he does not need glasses, b) he looks trendy in them (ie his kids will laugh at his pictures like they would laugh at a clown or cry, well, clowns are fucking horrifying okay!) and c) he can pass off the look as very cool? Yeah, well my aunt complained that it will do some harm to his eyesight and it is now donated to the needy children of Africa, sponsored by UNICEF and Qantas plus a few Malaysian coins that will be deemed useless to the Australians. Now my aunt being a Gold Frequent Flyer, gets to enjoy this.
Complimentary brekkie at the airport!
Complimentary beverages at the airport
And the best of all... Complimentary Wine and Champagne at the airport! Btw, there is a soda dispenser at the side.
Plus some pretzels and cookies for your enjoyment!
The picture above with the horses was displayed at the hallway leading towards the lounge.
Why is it so special that it has to be in this post and it's picture taken?
Because I have the exact same one at my grandmother's house.
Shows that my grandma and the decorator have the same good taste, lol.
Well, that's Singapore for you, after that I might be posting up Sydney next! So stay tuned!
Sunday, January 03, 2010
Spotlight On: Jordin Sparks and Guy Sebastian
Happy New Year to you guys, I will upload some pics of Singapore, Brisbane, Sydney and Melbourne soon, but for now, I need to share with you this earth shattering collaboration that's heating up Australian airwaves! It's Australian Idol Guy Sebastian and American Idol Jordin Sparks, yup it's an Idol combo packing a one two punch!If you don't know who Guy Sebastian is, well, google him up. Sheesh. I am not a Lexipedia or a Sarafie or a Greggle, okay!
The song is called 'Art of Love' and yes it's like what the title suggests, its a ballad from a duet about learning the art of love, a nice power ballad that will probably make you forget another earth shattering collabo from a certain optimistic pollyanna featuring one of TV's breakout star in a super hot show who he happens to beat me to it in showing it... hahaha...
Jordin and Guy defintiely make a great combo, both of them have that balck soul that comes in handy when it comes to ballads like these. Well, I am no expert music reviewer or anything who uses technical jargon like lisp, senstous, electro and whateverb but I know good music when I hear it and I am always miles ahead when it comes to the hottest hits. Let's face it, I make Hitz.fm look like a channel meant for outdated ancient beings. So let's cue the video people!
Guy Sebastian ft. Jordin Sparks - Art Of Love [Official Video]
Guy Sebastian | MySpace Music Videos
The song is called 'Art of Love' and yes it's like what the title suggests, its a ballad from a duet about learning the art of love, a nice power ballad that will probably make you forget another earth shattering collabo from a certain optimistic pollyanna featuring one of TV's breakout star in a super hot show who he happens to beat me to it in showing it... hahaha...
Jordin and Guy defintiely make a great combo, both of them have that balck soul that comes in handy when it comes to ballads like these. Well, I am no expert music reviewer or anything who uses technical jargon like lisp, senstous, electro and whateverb but I know good music when I hear it and I am always miles ahead when it comes to the hottest hits. Let's face it, I make Hitz.fm look like a channel meant for outdated ancient beings. So let's cue the video people!
Guy Sebastian ft. Jordin Sparks - Art Of Love [Official Video]
Guy Sebastian | MySpace Music Videos
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
H.A.T.E.
H is for the hours you spent away
A is for the anger in my veins
T is for the terrible way you treat
E is for the emotions that blind me
How can I be so stupid
As if it's ridiculous for me to love you
Tell me why deep down I knew it would not last
Even if it lasted for a while
I hate you
You broke my heart
I hate you
You tore me apart
God please tell me
Why am I so stupid
To fall for some fuck like you
Trash like you should have never
be able to get someone like me
H is the hell you put me through
A is the altercations we had
T is for all the time that I wasted on you
E is for everyone to see what a fuck you are
I know that hate equals care
But that is all because of my anger
But deep down inside
I know it's only indifference
I hate you
You broke my heart
I hate you
You tore me apart
God please tell me
Why am I so stupid
To fall for some fuck like you
Trash like you should have never
be able to get someone like me
I know I would be fine
A loser like you would never bring me down
I have pride, diginity and class
While you are nothing but some trash
That I should have never even met
I hate you
You broke my heart
I hate you
You tore me apart
God please tell me
Why am I so stupid
To fall for some fuck like you
Trash like you should have never
be able to get someone like me
I leave you one note
That you better change
Cause I don't want the next guy
to suffer from
a bitch like you
A is for the anger in my veins
T is for the terrible way you treat
E is for the emotions that blind me
How can I be so stupid
As if it's ridiculous for me to love you
Tell me why deep down I knew it would not last
Even if it lasted for a while
I hate you
You broke my heart
I hate you
You tore me apart
God please tell me
Why am I so stupid
To fall for some fuck like you
Trash like you should have never
be able to get someone like me
H is the hell you put me through
A is the altercations we had
T is for all the time that I wasted on you
E is for everyone to see what a fuck you are
I know that hate equals care
But that is all because of my anger
But deep down inside
I know it's only indifference
I hate you
You broke my heart
I hate you
You tore me apart
God please tell me
Why am I so stupid
To fall for some fuck like you
Trash like you should have never
be able to get someone like me
I know I would be fine
A loser like you would never bring me down
I have pride, diginity and class
While you are nothing but some trash
That I should have never even met
I hate you
You broke my heart
I hate you
You tore me apart
God please tell me
Why am I so stupid
To fall for some fuck like you
Trash like you should have never
be able to get someone like me
I leave you one note
That you better change
Cause I don't want the next guy
to suffer from
a bitch like you
Saturday, December 19, 2009
A Short Note from the Golden Lounge of Qantas in Singapore
In the famous catchphrase of Krusty the Clown 'Hey Hey Hey' all the way from the superficial tropical version of London in an island known as Singapore. Now, I decided not to bring my laptop along due to the fact of a new copyright law, so I can't talk much with you guys and my one blog post a day plan remains obviously ruined again (London was an excuse, but this is a valid reason, well slightly invalid but stronger than London's). Sigh, adding more homework only, lol. Also, my cell is unable to connect to Twitter or Facebook, so my status updates are also left in vain. It just goies to show how us humans are now so dependent on our electronic devices that it gets downright frustrating that it just doesn't work.
Just a short summary of my trip ie a helluva long wordy post so be prepared to squint your eyes people!!! Or so I think it is, I dunno, I have like an hour to type before leaving for an 8 hour flight towards Sydney.
So just a short summary on my trip:
Arrived on airport around 10 or 11 as flight leaves at 12, checked in and had Starbucks with family. Got my BRAND NEW DEODERANT FROM UBER MEN CHUCKED INTO THE TRASH because it is only 25 FREAKING ML MORE THAN THE DAMN LIMIT! ARGH!!! So ticked off. Not to mention, my dad is on hyper stress mode, cussing here and there, (here and there meaning me), don't worry, I am already used to the degrading verbal abuse.
After that we arrived on the plane and guess who decided to make a guest appearance in this episode of my life? MAKRETING CONCEPT LECTURER: Lynn Wee! OMG!! HAHA, pleasantly surprised, I know. After leaving, we checked into the Marriot Hotel and had a blast at the 27th floor. I forgot to take the pic of the room though, sad, but later I will show u pics of my bro in a bathrobe in the bathroom! I also got my hair before the trip... HATES IT! Damn should have waited for the better one!
Since we were on a bit of a time crunch, we only went to Bugis for shopping. HUGE discounts on my fav store TOPMAN!, bought a purple shirt for CNY! Also went there and bought a new watch from a stall there, the watch isn't cheap but it is not expensive either, the design is quite impeccably cool, and I also kinda got enticed by the hot chick selling them, haha. Okay, a part of my watch dropped, screw that bitch for selling me that stupid watch!
Also, the people in Singapore are like H.O.T.! Seriously, I have never seen so many people, locals and foreigners alike that I would so like to date and have sex with haha! Seriously! Hey, a certain Canadian Hot Chick is studying there right?? God, and funny thing is that they looked at me too but kinda not liking my ahir so.. I need to shave off that effing hair and lose weight and... Kuching makes me fat because there is absolutely nothing to do there and if there is something to do, then all those stupid suburban bozos will be there and I am not like them, so yeah. You get the point and no Darren you cannot borrow my iPhone. No Darren I seriously mean it, no! Darren needs to chat in MSN but the comp in the lounge got no msn.
Oh, and I also had problems guiding a certain direction illiterate person through the Singaporean street who acts as if she knows the way but actually doesn't and since she is on a higher heirachy in terms of family positioning than me, it all ended with us walking around like aimless ducks on the streets. Also, I have to use colours and numbers to explain to her.GOD!
So here goes like this: We need to go to use the red train and the go to City Hall in order to connect to the Green Train to get to Bugis. But we stop at the wrong station so because this is for the purple train so we need to go back to the red train again and go to the next stop which has the green train.
Her question: Oh oh oh so we go which way?
Me: Didn't you look at the sign?
She looks (directions point towards the left but she looks towards the escaltor which is her left): There?
Me: *slaps head and points toward the actual direction*
Her: Oh that way... How do we get there?
Me: *ignore*
And you ask me why I rather travel alone or with friends, backpacking and living in very very cheap and dirty hotels and probably having to resort to prostitution to get by rather than an all expense trip stay at Disneyland Paris with my whole family...
Just a short summary of my trip ie a helluva long wordy post so be prepared to squint your eyes people!!! Or so I think it is, I dunno, I have like an hour to type before leaving for an 8 hour flight towards Sydney.
So just a short summary on my trip:
Arrived on airport around 10 or 11 as flight leaves at 12, checked in and had Starbucks with family. Got my BRAND NEW DEODERANT FROM UBER MEN CHUCKED INTO THE TRASH because it is only 25 FREAKING ML MORE THAN THE DAMN LIMIT! ARGH!!! So ticked off. Not to mention, my dad is on hyper stress mode, cussing here and there, (here and there meaning me), don't worry, I am already used to the degrading verbal abuse.
After that we arrived on the plane and guess who decided to make a guest appearance in this episode of my life? MAKRETING CONCEPT LECTURER: Lynn Wee! OMG!! HAHA, pleasantly surprised, I know. After leaving, we checked into the Marriot Hotel and had a blast at the 27th floor. I forgot to take the pic of the room though, sad, but later I will show u pics of my bro in a bathrobe in the bathroom! I also got my hair before the trip... HATES IT! Damn should have waited for the better one!
Since we were on a bit of a time crunch, we only went to Bugis for shopping. HUGE discounts on my fav store TOPMAN!, bought a purple shirt for CNY! Also went there and bought a new watch from a stall there, the watch isn't cheap but it is not expensive either, the design is quite impeccably cool, and I also kinda got enticed by the hot chick selling them, haha. Okay, a part of my watch dropped, screw that bitch for selling me that stupid watch!
Also, the people in Singapore are like H.O.T.! Seriously, I have never seen so many people, locals and foreigners alike that I would so like to date and have sex with haha! Seriously! Hey, a certain Canadian Hot Chick is studying there right?? God, and funny thing is that they looked at me too but kinda not liking my ahir so.. I need to shave off that effing hair and lose weight and... Kuching makes me fat because there is absolutely nothing to do there and if there is something to do, then all those stupid suburban bozos will be there and I am not like them, so yeah. You get the point and no Darren you cannot borrow my iPhone. No Darren I seriously mean it, no! Darren needs to chat in MSN but the comp in the lounge got no msn.
Oh, and I also had problems guiding a certain direction illiterate person through the Singaporean street who acts as if she knows the way but actually doesn't and since she is on a higher heirachy in terms of family positioning than me, it all ended with us walking around like aimless ducks on the streets. Also, I have to use colours and numbers to explain to her.GOD!
So here goes like this: We need to go to use the red train and the go to City Hall in order to connect to the Green Train to get to Bugis. But we stop at the wrong station so because this is for the purple train so we need to go back to the red train again and go to the next stop which has the green train.
Her question: Oh oh oh so we go which way?
Me: Didn't you look at the sign?
She looks (directions point towards the left but she looks towards the escaltor which is her left): There?
Me: *slaps head and points toward the actual direction*
Her: Oh that way... How do we get there?
Me: *ignore*
And you ask me why I rather travel alone or with friends, backpacking and living in very very cheap and dirty hotels and probably having to resort to prostitution to get by rather than an all expense trip stay at Disneyland Paris with my whole family...
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Possessed
Lying down there on the street
Aimless and fazed
I almost didn't recognize you
You look like you haven't shaved for weeks
So haggard and tired
It shocks me that you are now like this
What happpen to you
Where did it all go wrong
I couldn' believe it
That the guy I used to know is now gone
You seem possessed by another soul
You don't look like yourself
It seems that the person I know is long gone
And yet I am standing here
looking at the vessel that
was once your body
You are looking out on the street
Drifting through life like a spectator
Like you were born just to watch
Your scruffy hair needs a cut
You need a wash
But you didn't seem to care
I tried to talk to you
But you only look at me
As I stare into those eyes
I saw that your spirit has already left your body
You seem possessed by another soul
You don't look like yourself
It seems that the person I know is long gone
And yet I am standing here
looking at the vessel that
was once your body
I lost my patience and tried to help you up
You still treated me like I was invisible
I search through your pockets
And I found cocaine
When I showed it to you
You got down to your knees and cried
You now know that you have been possessed
And you have lost yourself
It seems the person I knew is coming back
And now I am helping you up
The soul has retunrned
into your body
Aimless and fazed
I almost didn't recognize you
You look like you haven't shaved for weeks
So haggard and tired
It shocks me that you are now like this
What happpen to you
Where did it all go wrong
I couldn' believe it
That the guy I used to know is now gone
You seem possessed by another soul
You don't look like yourself
It seems that the person I know is long gone
And yet I am standing here
looking at the vessel that
was once your body
You are looking out on the street
Drifting through life like a spectator
Like you were born just to watch
Your scruffy hair needs a cut
You need a wash
But you didn't seem to care
I tried to talk to you
But you only look at me
As I stare into those eyes
I saw that your spirit has already left your body
You seem possessed by another soul
You don't look like yourself
It seems that the person I know is long gone
And yet I am standing here
looking at the vessel that
was once your body
I lost my patience and tried to help you up
You still treated me like I was invisible
I search through your pockets
And I found cocaine
When I showed it to you
You got down to your knees and cried
You now know that you have been possessed
And you have lost yourself
It seems the person I knew is coming back
And now I am helping you up
The soul has retunrned
into your body
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