:: roaming in morpheus' lair ::

Ugh

2005-01-18T22:34:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Memories - Sarah Brightman]

I suddenly have a great impulse to continually use the interjection ‘Blimey’.
Blimey! Blimey! Blimey! Blimey! Blimey! Blimey! Blimey! Blimey! Blimey! Blimey!

Blimey!

Blimey!

Blimey!

Never mind.

Young boys and their fast toys

2005-01-17T21:28:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Dreamlover - Mariah Carey]

The Apprentice is back! Unfortunately, so is Donald Trump.

We have 2 new teams – Mosaic (8 males, 1 female) and Apex (8 females, 1 male). (Apparently, some of the other names the mostly-women team came up with included Money, Empire and Sex). This week, they go to Mattel and must design a product for the company to market within the next 24 hours. Surprisingly, the most Mosaic can come up with is an action figurine, while Apex creates a car with interchangeable spare parts. Predictably, the boys prefer the car, landing Mosaic in the hot soup. Rob, who does not contribute to anything and comes up with the rather dubious defence ‘I was under-utilised!’ is fired.
Next week: Teams create a new ice cream flavour and sell it. Ivana, who this week made the really brilliant suggestion of making 6-8 year old boys a cross-dressing wardrobe, suggests sugar cane flavour. Stacie J. (I think): “I wouldn’t want to be friends with any of these women.” Hey, we’re not surprised.

SIngapore 5 Indonesia 2 (aggregate)

2005-01-17T17:01:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Feel Good Time - Pink presents William Orbit]

Throughout the whole of the match, I had a firm belief that Indonesia would score 3 goals in succession within 3 minutes. OK, so that didn’t happen. Kind of a relief, actually.

I keep thinking about the prize presentation and this whole tournament in general. It makes me feel kind of sad. The Singapore fans booed at the Myanmarese (who were a little violent, but still) and the referee of the game (for sending off Aide Iskandar because of 2 stupid offences). I mean, come on people, show a little more sporting spirit. Then again, many of the other teams in the Tiger Cup sorely lacked this too.

We are a nation of rigid standards – fair-weather fans. If Singapore had not made it so far, I doubt many would care less about the Tiger Cup’s existence. How many would know who Agu Casmir was? How many would have bought tickets to watch the finale? The usual suspects would moan about the sorry state of local football, local fans, local clubs, local talent, local pride…

I do not deny that our soccer team needs improvement. Yet, we, as a nation of soccer spectators, do not openly show support and help in the development of local football. Other countries are passionate about their soccer; we’re just apathetic about it, like we are at everything else. I don’t mean something like turn up at every soccer match, but rather, stop setting targets and show some true passion and sincere want for improvement in local football. Probably very few want to be a local soccer player before this year’s Tiger Cup – I mean, would you if all the local fans, who should be supporting the team, are taking vicious pot shots at you instead?

I recall in 1998, we won the Tiger Cup too. Everybody was so excited, and they were all like, oh, it’s a big milestone in Singaporean soccer history, we can go further to be a top team in Asia, blah blah blah. Then what happened?

Right now, I can only say I feel a little sad. Perhaps, though, there is a silver lining. What with the Sports Academy and this latest win that just might rekindle any remaining soccer passion in Singaporean children not already snuffed out by homework. It remains to be seen. And frankly, I am not optimistic.

Of course, Corsica! (eye-roll)

2005-01-14T20:37:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Unbreak My Heart - Toni Braxton]

6 teams race from the centre of Budapest to Budafuck (no, that was just Bolo’s pronunciation, but still). Then they fly on to Corsica for more racing action. Kris and Jon are nearly screwed by reservation problems. Boo! Adam had a bit of problem with the seafloor-walking Fast Forward. (‘Tell my mom that I love her.’) Jonathan predictably chooses the easier buoy search detour to rock-climbing. Grape-stomping is apparently a problem for him too. Sigh.

And then, and then… just when we thought last place was between Jonathan & Victoria and Hayden & Aaron, and that one of them will be eliminated… it is a non-elimination. What? Why? At least I am not half as upset as if it was stupid Jonathan that came in last.

Next week: Surprise, surprise, Kendra! Africa! Takes your breath away, doesn’t it?

Bye, Gus & Hera!

2005-01-11T21:52:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Ride It - Geri Halliwell]

No! How can it be?

But it has happened – Gus & Hera are eliminated! Nooo…
Perhaps it was to be anticipated, because this is the 3rd time they’ve picked a slower Detour, but it’s like, in the previous 2 times, at least there was another team who screwed up like they did and eventually fell behind. This time? No. Sad, especially considering that they apparently thought they’d be scoring a goal against a really professional water polo team, not some miserable D-grade parody of it. Anybody could have done that. Why not Freddy & Kendra (or even Jonathan & Victoria) to go?

Plus: people eating up their own vomit, Famewhore Freddy finally losing it after days without sleep and Kendra’s whining (surprisingly, Hera got hit more on the head by the falling gate more than he did, yet she didn’t complain. Must be Kendra).

And guess what? Train ticket lady was wrong. Lori & Bolo got back to Budapest in time to grab a Fast Forward. Hee.

This is probably one of the more depressing TAR top-half teams I’ve seen: 1 team I really like (Kris & Jon), 1 team I rather like (Lori & Bolo), 1 team I sort of like in a dysfunctional sense (Adam & Rebecca), 1 team I don’t really care for (Hayden & Aaron) and 2 teams I should like to see out immediately for the satisfaction of viewers (Freddy & Kendra, Jonathan & Victoria). Depressing, depressing!

Next week – who do I think goes next? Channel 5 made this ad on Victoria and ended with ‘let’s hope it was worth her time’. The last time they did this, it was for Charla, & she subsequently went out on that episode, so I am very much hoping that this trend has been repeated. If not, either Freddy & Kendra or Adam & Rebecca will go.

Sigh. Let’s see how things pan out (like in the previous season, when the Moms and of course Chip & Kim did not fail me among the final 5).

Jee vs. Lee

2005-01-06T16:05:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Let Me Show You The Way - Natasha Thomas]

Does anyone feel that Mr. Wilfred Lee has more than a passing resemblance of Mr. Jee? Mannerisms, way of speaking, blah blah blah.

“(Vertically) striped shirts are my wardrobe for 2005.” 2004 was short-sleeved shirts, and 2003 orange, right? Hahahahaha. Even Jee didn’t have a wardrobe.

(I think I should stop it - this is becoming extremely disturbing.)

School!

2005-01-03T17:27:00.000+08:00

[mySound: For An Angel (PVD Angel in Heaven Radio Edit) - Paul van Dyk]

Hooray! Start of school!
Okay, this is kind of scary.

Happy new year!

2005-01-01T20:38:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Rock DJ - Robbie Williams]

Happy new year, all! I spent the whole day playing stupid games with my friends. Age of Mythology and some other PS2 stuff. No countdown. It was kind of simple. Once again, happy new year!

In memory of...

2004-12-26T21:45:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Heaven (Candlelight Version) - DJ Sammy & Yanou feat. Do]

For those who passed away in the tsunami disaster on this unfortunate day.

Fine print

2004-12-13T17:38:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Soak up the Sun - Sheryl Crow]

Something interesting happened when I went to get my IC done today.

When they asked me for a biometric scan of my thumbprint, they couldn't get it because I had skin problems. Then they tried all my fingers, every single one, some repeatedly and none could produce a satisfying high-quality image. Highest image quality was B.

So I had to have 9 of my fingers stamped one by one manually with ink. I was probably the only crazy person who ever had to have that done.

I'm pretty inclined to blame it on the prawns I ate last night, but anyway. I'm gearing up for the Survivor finale. Hahahahaha.

Vanuatu violence

2004-12-13T17:35:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Party for Two - Shania Twain feat. Mark McGrath]

Tonight is the grand finale of Survivor: Vanuatu. Who cares, though?

I do. Funny, I thought I said I was going to be uninvolved with this.

Who do I want to win? Chris.

What is the worst final 2 I could ever have? Scout & Twila.

Sigh.

Africa is the new India

2004-12-08T23:17:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Kiss from a Rose - Seal]

Freddy & Kendra bug. Can they go now?

Teams gross out in Senegal. Just like they do with India. And Kris comes up with the 'insightful poverty' comment of the season. Hmm, they're growing on me more and more.

I love Gus & Hera, but they've got to be better at navigation. And to think the Detour nearly killed them, sigh.

I love Lori & Bolo more too. Adam & Rebecca just amuse me. Jonathan seemed less annoying this episode.

Last but not least, big love reserved for Don & Mary-Jean. I knew they were going to be safe this week when I heard the ‘last team to check in may be eliminated’ thing. I still think they’re going out next week, but at least they get to enjoy one more leg of the race. Hey, they’re funny and work well. It makes for great TV (for me, I think some others may prefer the bickering).

I Owe My Blog An Apology

2004-12-06T18:21:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Big Big World - Emilia]

Sorry is an inadequate word for my blog. I neglected it. Sigh.

What have I been doing lately? Nothing much. Watching TV, practising handwriting, using the PC, reading... blah blah blah.

I love Gus & Hera. Go team. Kick Jonathan "Jonny Fairplay" & Victoria's ass! (I feel kind of sorry for Victoria, though.) Kind of sad that Lena & Kristy had to go - they weren't the worst and least likable Racers. I mean, unrolling 100 bales of hay in 8 hours? I'd stop and start whining like Flo at the 5th. Unbelievable. Adam & Rebecca are iffy. Kris & Jon are icky. I like all the other teams, except Freddy & Kendra, whom I'm (still) meh about, though I think Don & MJ are out next. If only they could race like Bob & Joyce, sigh.

I hated Ami and she's gone. Hahaha. Then again, I don't really like any of the remaining Survivors since Chad left. Boo hoo. Right now, the Survivor I'm closest to 'rooting' for is Twila, because I can't stand it if any of the others win, especially Scout, Chris & Eliza.

Tomorrow's my birthday. Happy birthday, self. Hahaha. Ugh, lame.

November the 3rd

2004-11-05T14:51:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Life Got Cold - Girls Aloud]

8.00 AM I am extremely excited. I wonder who will win the US Presedential Elections? The candidate I support is (obviously) Kerry. I plan to watch the Election Analysis at night.

11.30 AM Missouri goes to Bush. I groan.

12.00 PM Kerry takes Pennsylvania. I cheer, "Yay!"

2.00 PM Bush wins Florida. Now I scream, "Shit!"

4.50 PM Bush leads by 100,000 plus votes in Ohio. I switch off the TV.

8.30 PM I switch on the TV and watch Charmed. No, seriously.

So that is it. We have 4 more years of W. Blood will be shed in Boston.

Does it really matter now?

The brightest spot from this sorry saga is the realisation that The Amazing Race 6 starts in 2 weeks' time.

Tell me why I bothered waking up today.

2004-09-13T20:27:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Only Time - Enya]

Bad, bad day. I feel so rotten now that it couldn't get any worse.

- It doesn't help that I spent a lot of last night fretting about how much holiday homework I had left. Turned out that all that stress was for nothing though. Bleh.

- I have to stop getting bored in classes. Exams, exams... exams are coming in 18 days. Way to go, all!

- A teeny-weeny good thing was that I could skip this Saturday's Parent-Child Day. Heh.

- Bad thing is because it was for the HSK.

- And I got whacked on the TWoP forums by the admin. I don't know - it was probably a stupid thing to post, but it really wasn't ill-intentioned in ay way. Hope that the ban isn't a forever thing. Sigh. The wall gets a new hole - not that it needs more, but oh well.

Tired and sleepy now, but still have to do the SS presentation. Aargh. I just want to sleep it all away.

The Amazing Race - Legs 7 to 10, Briefly Relived

2004-09-09T20:44:00.000+08:00

[mySound: High - Lighthouse Family]

Leg 7 (which I unfortunately missed because of darned OBS, but anyway, read up on it): Christie attempts to ursurp Mirna's secure position as Bitch of TAR 5 with a bit of door-blocking at the airport. The teams now divide themselves into 2 camps: Camp Mirna (CharM and the Moms) and Camp Colin (everyone else). Mirna attempts to block ticket transactions to Camp Colin with the words, "Don't sell tickets to them - they're dangerous criminals," and flunks horribly later at Bahrain, when she makes a shaky decision to go for a Dubai connection that puts them 30 minutes ahead of Camp Colin, only to face a delay (yes, over 30 minutes). Nicole nearly breaks down as a sneaky bus driver cheats her team and the Twinkies of their money. C&C are first, only to be confronted with yet another eating Roadblock (this time, an ostrich egg). Chip, in a replay of his stellar showing at the caviar Roadblock in St. Petersburg, zooms ahead and makes it to Phil first. After this messy obstacle (in which Charla was forced to eat the egg, because as Mirna puts it, "It's protein! Good for you!"), CharM arrive last at Point Philimination, and sadly for Charla, (or happily for Mirna) it is an elimination leg, so the Armenian cousins get the boot. And no, Phil, Mirna was never a good partner...

Leg 8: Yes, Dubai it's supposed to be, but unfortunately, much of the Arabian action was overshadowed by a tasteless, unpleasant encounter Colin has with the Tanzanian police, something which can be expected if you pay your taxi driver only half of what you promised. The Moms meet with taxi trouble again, only to recover at an oddly-placed bunching point. After getting an overdose of the Burj al-Arab, our teams race toward the desert, with a nut-selling Roadblock totally cut out from the drama (Hey, Colin, thanks a lot!) Chip learns that tipping Tanzanian taxi drivers too much mean that you won't have enough to pay the ones at Dubai, and the Twinkies learn, not for the first time, that The Amazing Flag is yellow with the red stripe in the middle, okay? C&C go for sand dune off-roading, and thus the Texans predictably notch up their 5th victory (as well as one more holiday to 'exotic' Mexico!) The Twinkies, who were delayed for 45 minutes at sky-diving, finally came in last. It was disheartening to find out that this was a non-elimination, but we get perkier as Phil takes all their money. Then, we remember that famous opening shot of them. Let's see them (head-tilt) manipulating, shall we? To end it off, "We're young, we're resourceful and we're cute... I'm sure we can think of something." Ugh, sounds naughty.

Leg 9: As Chip & Kim try to scheme against Colin & Chrisite, the teams bunch up for a crazy ride at Wild Wadi. The Twinkies work their 'charm' (or rather, the lack of it) to earn themselves some money, and as everyone heads for the airport, Chim takes a taxi there instead, and the Moms, who are hurting our eardrums more and more, leave their passports back at the theme park. Both teams go back and barely recover, with the Moms learning that 'dinars' /= dollars. Mud brick-making at Kolkata makes a few tempers flare, and Brandon & Nicole pursue a Fast Forward, only to back out when they learn that it requires head-shaving. Christie and Nicole are traumatised on the Indian trains, while the lazy teams get locals to help them push cars. Well, guess who's first? Yes, Colin & Christie, who have one more 'exotic Mexico' holiday in their bag. In the end, Brandon & Nicole are last, but - yep, you guessed it - non-elim. Begging money in Kolkata, though? What the heck?

Leg 10: Chip & Kim hate Colin & Christie even more as the latter grabs seats on SIA, while the Twinkies get slack at Kolkata, only to try and lie for SIA tickets in Bangkok. As a last-ditch attempt, they finally secure British Airways seats. At Auckland, Chim's & Twinkies' remarkable lack of oreintation becomes painfully obvious, as Chip regrets over not yielding the Twinkies. As almost everyone else chooses to scare themselves with a ride down the rapids, Brandon gets a signal from God in the mud. In the end... oh, you know who won, right? Except AA.com ran out of holidays to 'exotic' Mexico, so they had to settle for 'romantic' Europe instead. Anyway, the Twinkies prove themselves to be dumb enough by getting down and dirty, and with a thrilling Zorb ride to the end, they were finally booted. Yay!

Yay. Update.

2004-09-09T20:40:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Eyes On You - Jay Sean]

Haha. I finally updated. Yes, I'm lazy.

It's that old habit again - not writing something, then I think, "I'll wait until I have more to write." When I do, I'm too slack to type it out.

A brief recap of previous events: OBS was unpleasant, but survivable (not least because of my trainer!!!!!). Moot Parliament was - well, unpleasant too. I thought our Proposition had such a great, firm case. Sigh.

This post is short and sweet, because next comes a whole torrent of info on The Amazing Race... Hahaha.

Anyone For Scout Tickets?

2004-08-01T16:49:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Twentysomething - Jamie Cullum]

Today, I spent my time washing mud off my shoes. Took 30 minutes. Sigh...

Then I went around Simei selling the Scout Donation Draw tickets. I managed to sell 18 of them in 3 blocks. Yay me. I actually expected to sell less than 10, because I was wearing home clothes. I guess Singaporeans are still pretty generous nowadays, despite having donated so much to the NKF and whatnot.

Doing my English character-description passage (long overdue) and Geography travel agent assignment right now. Good luck for the Chemistry test tomorrow, people!

Stop Stealing My Light Stick!

2004-07-31T22:27:00.000+08:00

[mySound: It's Time - Ferry Corsten]

I'm damn tired and frustrated. The Racial Harmony Campfire is so totally dysfunctional. Let me give everyone a lowdown of what happened:

I reached school at 11.30 and we all took the big bus to East Coast Lagoon. We spent lots of time talking nonsense and eating lunch at the food centre. They actually have Japanese and Bahasa Indonesia panels there, introducing these tourists to our local food. The place was actually quite empty when we were there – the crowds all come at night, I guess.

1.00 pm. Time to assemble. There was a bit of rain, just a slight drizzle, but it made the ground pretty muddy. We were given our Motivator Packs under this chaotic little tent. Inside was a poncho, a pair of clappers and a light stick. Some of us actually stole some more light sticks for our own use. Then, 15 minutes of boredom ensued, which meant that the perverted NPCC and SJAB guides decided to rip open Dickson's zipper 3 times. What's your problem, Shaun? Don't you find it quite pointless too?

Then, time for a little rehearsal. I felt it was quite silly, since we had already gone through all the songs yesterday. Besides, we were people from uniform groups - we knew most of the songs and cheers already. I thought that the Alvin guy who was leading us in the session was a complete idiot - we really can't be bothered with repeating the cheers a few more times just for you, so next time just seal your mouth shut, because we do know what to do.

Lunner/dinch/whatever you want to call it at 3.20 pm. It was not bad really, just too greasy. During this period, we were treated to Beastie Boys's "Ch-Check It Out" 3 times as this dance group was rehearsing. Really catchy song - can't wait to download it.

More boredom reigned as we were waiting at our various assigned blocks for people to arrive. Clapper fights can grow tiring too after some time.

Keeping the crowd happy is not an easy task, but it's rewarding. I felt really joyful, leading the people in my area to sing songs and cheer. We also went around and danced happily in the field at the music. I still remember joining the masses and running around the stage when they played Madonna's "Music", as well as joining hands with fellow Scouts and jumping merrily at the line-dancing music.

The highlight of the entire event must be either the helicopters carrying the Singapore flag, or the fireworks that erupted into the air at the middle of the campfire. It was a moment that I would never have missed, one where thousands of people look into the sky, yelling delightfully as streaks of colour erupted, dazzling everyone on the ground.

I feel that the campfire per se was a bit too short. I mean, the event started at 4.30 pm. and kind of ended at 7.30 pm., when the VIPs left. Isn't 4.30 a bit too early to start a campfire? Also, the VIPs only arrived at around 6.00 pm. It's quite sad that they were only there for around half the time.

I gave away both my light sticks, one to a little girl and another to a whining Broadrick girl. It was pretty sad because I wanted one for myself too. Heh.

Total chaos erupted after the VIPs left - everyone ran amok on the field, me included. I found myself raving to the music, losing my sense of self and thumping to the beat. It was totally crazy. Unbridled hedonism, huh?...

It was only after Temasek Secondary's item ended, when Alvin gathered all of us motivators around and asked us to restrain the crowd, that I sobered up. For some weird reason, I had the impulse to feel my right pocket. It was empty-– my handphone had dropped out without me realizing it.

As such, I spent the rest of the campfire feeling pretty miserable, scouring the grounds fruitlessly for the lost item. To all the people who helped me look for my handphone or cheered me up - thanks a lot, guys! I do know better now than to be so upset over the loss of a phone. As Miss Chia said, "It could have been worse."

There were a few disgusting Girl Guides who pretended that they found my phone but actually didn't. This isn't a joke, please. And the Broadrick people who were at the campfire were totally greedy - Winston, Gary, Raymond and I left our Motivator Packs at the top of the grandstand, and by the time we went to check, all the stuff was gone - including the cheap ponchos and bottles of water. Really...

My other grouse with the Broadrick people was how they left all the litter scattered on the floor and overturned most of the chairs. I was walking around the grounds after the event had ended and saw how this was replicated at the other blocks too. I always scoffed when my mother told me, "You'll never know how hard it is on teachers to teach kids in neighbourhood schools." I don't know, guess she was right to an extent...

It was a pretty anticlimactic end to the night, but then again, lots of other handphones were lost too, and frankly, I only had myself to blame for that moment of carelessness. At least my parents were very understanding about it, and my friends were pretty consolatory.

As I recall chatting to Samuel back on the bus to school, he was grousing about how he was fine with it if this campfire was held during the holidays, but not if it was during the school terms, when we get so much homework. Point. And I don't really see why the motivators should get $20 for their services. Then again, if you don't motivate some people with money, they'd never volunteer for this job. Oh well.

Time for a shower and some comfort food, before watching a little late-night TV and going back to bed. Night, all!

Campfire's Burning

2004-07-30T22:34:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Holiday - Mad*House]

Today there was the rehearsal for the campfire tomorrow. It was very lame, because I already knew all the stuff that we were going to do. A waste of my time. Oh, people, you'll be seating on seats at the front row. There is little chance of escaping, so take care. I looked at the some of the items they were rehearsing for - quite lame really. Malay songs given a hip-hop touch? Bah.

Oh, in case you've visited this page before, than a few days later, you come back and find that there is actually an article that was apparently posted before your first visit but you didn't see - it's just a habit of mine, sorry, posting mulitple times at one shot, which includes some older ones that I wanted to post earlier but had no time to.

Whatever

2004-07-26T20:20:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Left Outside Alone - Anastacia]

I have to remember to stop falling asleep during Debates Training. Aargh.

I wanted to write some reivews for The Amazing Race and post them on my blog, but:

1) I am too lazy
2) Television Without Pity's Amazing Race section already does an excellent job

So go to Television Without Pity and read it - it's damn funny! The link is on the sidebar.

More random quibblings regarding TAR 5 - you may not understand unless you've read the recaps or watched the shows:

- Mirna & Charla: It's a like-hate thing. On one hand, I think Mirna needs to shut up, and Charla has to stop "trying to break stereotypes" by reinforcing them first. The plane-miming part was lame, and so was the "I need a doctoro!" pleading.

- I don't like Colin. He gives me the creeps. Did you see the glare he gave the camera during the post-game interview?

- Brandon & Nicole. God had better wash their mouths with soap, so that they wouldn't spout so many filthy lies in the future.

- Are the twins dumb or what? "The other teams just walked where the water was shallow." Hee!

- Jim & Marsha: True, they had to face the consequences for their mistake at Aeropuerto Jorge Newbury, but they were a great team - they bickered little and were optimistic till the end. You were great - Jim especially. Man, I don't know how anyone could continue racing after a wound like that on the leg.

Scream Your Lungs Out

2004-07-22T21:39:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Gotta Tell You - Samantha Mumba]

Why did I volunteer to go as a motivator for the South East CDC campfire? Oh yeah. At least 8 CIP hours...

Today was damn sad. We left at 1:10 pm and went to the Post Centre Auditorium for the briefing for motivators. We reached there at 1:32 and after busy gobbling our McDonalds, arrived 10 minutes late. Surprise, surprise! we weren't the latest people! Haha! the thing actually started at 2:40 pm. Trust Mr. Ang to send only 6 people to brief the rest! Most of the other schools sent at least 20-30 people, which of course meant that us Dunmanians felt really... special.

Basically it was all the basic stuff, like where to assemble, rehearsal times, attire, blah blah blah. Then cheers was the worst of it all. They apparently expected Dunman High to cheer as loud as the other schools, when our total mass presence was about at most one-quarter of theirs. Nevertheless, I just screamed a lot and made many stupid noises.

Temasek Secondary sent a very noisy contingent. The students were damn cheeky too. I'll keep that in mind, so that the next time we're against Temasek in a cheer competition, my money is safely on them.

After being liberated at 4:20 pm, I went straight home. Then I watched a taped-down version of last night's TAR 5. Then I watched a section of CSI: Miami (the taping had run until 11:30). Then I watched the news. Then, a TV program on Central China. Then... it was time for dinner. But I spent at most 15 minutes at the dinner table. Then, it was Fear Factor. Then, it was Crossworlds. By 9:30, my parents were screaming at me to switch off the stupid TV. Sad, isn't it? I may have become a teleholic...

Yadda Yadda Yadda

2004-07-21T19:34:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Ecuador - Sash!]

Debates is mean stuff. It tires you out mentally, but you just have to keep on going. Whew! I hate RI's bill. It's on the consolidation of services for the intellectually-handicapped. Not much debates about morality and ethics... it's more about principles and expenses. It's going to be tough, but I really hope that we can make it through...

Can't watch The Amazing Race 5 tonight. I'm too busy, so I taped it down to watch it tomorrow afternoon. Haha.

Racial Harmony Day? Or Tacky Techno Session?

2004-07-19T17:45:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Tarzan & Jane - Toy Box]

Before I get on to Racial Harmony Day, just a comment on the 'baby-Jee' catchphrase:
... I am not wanting to be a baby-Jee, haha.

Anyway, it's Racial Harmony Day today. We went to the hall 5 minutes late, and Kiw-man, surling old geezer he always is, was giving us this very disgusting look. But that's not the worst part of it.

We said the Racial Harmony Pledge. I thought it was actually quite meaningless because so many people weren't taking it seriously, and even if they say it out loud, it does not neccessary mean that they're not prejudiced against people of the other races or what. A very lame skit ensued. It involved four other girls dressed up in ethnic costumes, making all sorts of lame comments, not to mention that this was the first time I heard of Malays cooking 'chicken fishhead' (curry fishhead, to the Singaporean-culture ignorants).

And that still wasn't the worst of it all. We were told to sit back and watch a great cultural performance. It basically consisted of various dances and 'fuzhuang xius' which might still have been not bad if not for the continuous play of techno music that took a toll on my eardrums. Look, I admit to being a techno fan, but there is still a line between good taste and absolute tackiness. The 'bhangra' techno songs were spectacularly horrid, and I did contemplate tearing my ears out halfway through. Plus, some of the dances were quite cheesy. For example, the 'Chinese dance' dancers looked like they were lesbians, with their silk handkerchiefs caressing each others' shoulders gently.

It finally ended (5 minutes late). And it was very traumatising indeed.

Do pause and take stock. Has Racial Harmony Day gone overboard? I think it has, and has degenerated from the sombre reminder that the 1963 racial riots were a tragic consequence of racial tension and deliberate inciting of racial hatred, to a tacky mess of pointless 'cultural' activities. If they actually want us to learn more about the culture of the other races, at least do it in an authentic way, for f**k's sake.

Legalised Torture Sessions

2004-07-18T20:17:00.000+08:00

[mySound: The Sound Of Silence - Simon & Garfunkel]

Just a quick rant: What would you feel if for your CCA PT, you did 40 burpees, 40 sit ups and 40 push ups for the warm-up, and run 5 rounds around the basketball court for the main exercise? Anticlimactic, right? My bones are still aching from what happened yesterday. Just one of the reasons I hate my CCA.

'Artistic Re-education'

2004-07-16T20:58:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Crazy Baby - Fantasy Project]

SYF Art Exhibition today. On the way there they gave us this silly worksheet that we all had to fill up. What's the point really if we're not allowed to analyse the artwork ourselves?

Anyway, so we had one hour to explore the damn place. I thought the exhibits were really not bad, but you should agree that it's hard to try and enjoy artwork if the whole area is packed to the max with plagues of students, most of whom appeared to have much more interest in worshipping the altar of the almighty drinks vending machine than the abstract intricacies of art made by their peers. Plus, it was so f**king noisy. Nice of MOE to try and cram as many schools in one timeslot. I think it defeats the whole purpose of the art exhibition, which is to try to pique students' interests in art and stimulate their minds so that they can analyse the exhibits insightfully...

As such, a whole afternoon was wasted in an uninspired attempt to re-educate teenagers on the virtues of art...

Scrambled Thoughts At Dawn

2004-07-15T18:41:00.000+08:00

[mySound: When You Believe - Whitney Houston & Mariah Carey]

Early mornings are such queer times. You're in a dazed state, and lots of silly and weird things things just happen:

- Watch Taegukgi!
- Watch Super Size Me!
- Watch Windstruck!
- Watch Sisters!
- Buy a Sony Handycam!
- Watch MORE Taegukgi! (Okay fine, so all of those stuff listed above were ads on the plasma TV at the MRT platform. Still, it's very tempting to run out and watch Super Size Me or Taegukgi just looking at those ads. Oh well.)
- Oh s**t. My left earphone just malfunctioned.
- Oh no. Whatever is this weird smell coming from the 2 Malay women sitting beside me, it's not good. Eww.
- This is idiotic. Just as 158 is about to turn into Fort Road it starts raining. Rats. Luckily I brought my umbrella...
- What? This stupid bus is stuck here for what, 10 minutes? And it's raining! And it isn't fricking moving!!!
- Bad road design is the root of this stupid jam. All these desperate parents shuttling their kids to school: sure, I'm fine with it, but not if it blocks the right of way of the other cars.

Rain, Rain, Come Again

2004-07-13T19:35:00.000+08:00

[mySound: I'll Be There - Emma Bunton]

It’s been drenching wet here for the past few days. Today was no exception. And the strange thing is that July’s supposed to be one of the (relatively) driest months in Singapore. Oh well.

But raining is not such a bad thing, I guess. It’s ultra-cooling, and for some bizarre reason, I find that the cityscape whenever it rains is pretty interesting. Soaked pedestrians running for shelter, the beads of water smashing against the ground, the silver flares and booming noises being emitted… it adds a twist of catastrophe, anarchy and unpredictability to the otherwise mundane, neat scenery in suburban Singapore.

Stay you a little longer, rain. If you do, I won’t need to help my mom water the gardens for quite some time…

(P.S.: It’s O Level CL Oral tomorrow afternoon. Good luck people! And wish me good luck too… Hehehe…)

Balloons

2004-07-13T19:23:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Clocks - Coldplay]

Today, I finally realised why people called Sylvia Plath a genius. Frankly, I’m not a big fan of poetry, but in Lit lesson today, Balloons really piqued my interest. Sneaky of her to have peppered that poem full of concealed reference...

For the sake of posting, I’m putting up Balloons on my blog.

Enjoy.

Balloons - Sylvia Plath

Since Christmas they have lived with us,
Guileless and clear,
Oval soul-animals,
Taking up half the space,
Moving and rubbing on the silk

Invisible air drifts,
Giving a shriek and pop
When attacked, then scooting to rest, barely trembling.
Yellow cathead, blue fish -
Such queer moons we live with

Instead of dead furniture!
Straw mats, white walls
And these travelling
Globes of thin air, red, green,
Delighting

The heart like wishes or free
Peacocks blessing
Old ground with a feather
Beaten in starry metals.
Your small

Brother is making
His balloon squeak like a cat.
Seeming to see
A funny pink world he might eat to the other side of it,
He bites,
Then sits
Back, fat jug
Contemplating a world as clear as water,
A red
Shred in his little fist.

Utter CHAOS

2004-07-09T21:22:00.000+08:00

[mySound: It's Over Now - Natasha Thomas feat. Sugar Daddy]

Chaos! Chaos! That sums up 2 of the things happened this week.

First, there was this CHAOS Science Competition (it’s Creative and Heuristic Application Of Science? Not very sure about it). Four questions about hypothetical occurrences about Mars – sounds very challenging, but 2 of our DHS teams were in the finals! Frankly, I thought the first four presentations were entertaining to various degrees (thought the RI one was the best), but the CHS presentation put me to near-sleep, making me miss out on NJC’s presentation. Ugh. So now I still can’t figure out why NJC won. Silly CHS.

And to the people who say:

Of course they will beat us, they’re a JC team, and we’re only SECONDARY SCHOOL teams…

Oh please. Give me a break.

Second, MPP went totally out of control, and I still can’t believe, Daniel, that you were quite blatant in telling Scott that you did no research. You should have seen him this morning…

Right. That’s enough for today. You’d better do some research, Niel…

(P.S.: Why does it seem that nobody cares about the Copa America Peru 2004??? Well, actually I don’t, but still… just asking…)

What A Long Site Name...

2004-07-05T21:51:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Colourblind - Darius]

http://www.johnkerryisadouchebagbuthesbetterthanbush.com/

What an, erm, interesting site...

Moronic & Utterly Predictable

2004-07-05T19:30:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Turn The Tide - Sylver]

You all know of the Hilton chain of hotels, right? All their hotels have roughly identical interiors and exteriors, isn't it? Even the Paris Hilton, if I'm not wrong. You should know where this is heading right now...

The Hilton heiress (and her 'playmate' Nicole Richie) are utterly predictable in their behaviour: Give them anything to do and they do something most idiotic and vapid. Apparently, it still hasn't gotten into their minds that there's such a thing as 'work' in life.

To see exactly how retarded they were, I sacrificed watching the 10 o'clock news to tune in to The Simple Life. What happened on that particular episode (1/2 an hour) was that they had to go to a fast food restaurant for a day's work. They ended up arriving at 7.15 am (45 minutes late). Temporary shift of camera back to Paris's and Nicole's host family's home. They have this blackboard on which they allocate the daily chores each person does. Under Paris's and Nicole's column: WHY WRITE SINCE THEY DON'T DO THEM!

Flash back to the fast food restaurant. After donning their uniforms, Paris proceeds to take orders at the drive-by area, flirting with the drivers, while Nicole has some fun with the drink-filling machine, until the manager tells her gently (but firmly) that she has to make a new cup.

After 9.30 am, they finally get a rest. Then, it's a change of duties as the manager instructs them to change the lettering of the sign besides the freeway. It's supposed to be something about a breakfast promotion. When the manager leaves...

Paris: (arranges some words on the ground)
Nicole: (giggles) No, no.
Paris: How do you spell 'burgers'?
Nicole: B-U-G-E-R-S. (giggles more)

When the girls are done, they run under a tree for shade and giggle hysterically. The manager decides to check on them. She emerges from the building and sees the sign proudly announcing: '1/2 PRICE ANAL SALTY WEINER BUGERS'. The looks that passing drivers gave it were priceless.

It's amazing that the manager didn't burst into anger, because she calmly ordered them to change into mascot uniforms, while she asks someone else (more reliable) to change the sign. Bad mistake.

The mascot is a cup of pink slushie, and the two brats were obviously not too happy with it.

Nicole: It's so hot.
Paris: This is so humiliating.

Paris and Nicole start pointing the middle finger at motorists. Think about it: Would you like it if a giant cup of iced beverage gave you the finger while you were driving one day?

The manager emerges from the restaurant and hands the girls some balloons. "When little children see you, they're supposed to get a balloon, not the middle finger."

Anyway, the 2 airheads soon let go of the balloons and saunter across the freeway, blocking the path of motorists and resulting in some massive honking. When the manager finds them, they're on top of each other, giggling and laughing.

Right. Final task. It was simple enough: Paris fried burgers while Nicole made onion rings. Paris had to try to stop herself from laughing as Nicole keeps throwing rings into the onion ring maker, almost jamming the machine and making gargantuan rings. Alas, the manager sees them.

Anyway, the day ends. Paris and Nicole get their cheques from the manager.

Nicole: What do we do with them (the cheques)?
Manager: Cash it.
Nicole: Where?
Manager: At the bank?

I thought that the manager was quite tactful and polite to have just told the girls' hosts that the girls "messed up everything they did". The subsequent talk the girls had with their hosts was not exactly smooth, but at least it didn't erupt into any fits of spontaneous violence, as I thought the host family would.

Rating: 1.75/5
Conclusion: Don't bother with this show, unless you need some cheap laughs. You could certainly watch something better, like Fear Factor or The Apprentice.

P.S.: It's quite funny how sometimes you decide to watch a show, but later find that another programme was actually better. Last night, I was watching the Singapore-China Concert 2004, but it was super tacky. Then, I was channel-surfing during the commercials, and I found that Channel i was broadcasting the Wimbledon Men's Finals live. Tennis turned out to be infinitely more exciting and fun than the cheesy concert thingy.

What Goes Around (Comes Around)

2004-07-05T19:01:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Right Here Waiting - Ricahrd Marx]

If you recall, whenever Greece was labeled as the underdogs in Euro 2004, they proceeded to not lose the relevant matches. Well, they've done it again.

In what must have probably been a boring match, the Greeks choked the Portugese before having Charisteas head in the fatal goal. Greece 1 Portugal 0. Oh well, better luck next time Portugal.

So what if the very last match of Euro 2004 turned out to be the exact same pairing as the opening match? The toxic Greeks were like hydrocyanide gas, poisoning, paralysing, and slaying every single team they met (except for Russia). Sure, it was ugly, but it did the job for them. They must be very happy, since the title comes at such a correct time, less than 6 weeks before the 2004 Athens Olympics begin.

But Portugal and the Czech Republic should not despair. After all, they lost in a dignified manner. Sadly, it also means that Figo and Nedved don't have the Euro title to help boost their cred...

A roundup of all incidents, big and small, that occurred in the Portugese Summer of 2004:

Most scandalous match: Denmark 2 Sweden 2. But no matter how much noise the Italians make about it, they still have a lot of responsibility to carry for their defeat.

Most controversial refreeing: Urs Meier and Sol Campbell's disallowed goal that played a part in England's loss to Portugal.

Biggest loser of the tournament: No more than David Beckham and the 'faulty penalty spot'. My sympathies though to those great players who left without the ultimate glory of winning, and can probably never return, like Figo and Rui Costa.

Five revelations for the tournament: Milan Baros, Wayne Rooney, Cristiano Ronaldo, Deco, the Greeks as a whole

Five disgraceful teams (overall): Spain, Italy, France, England and Germany. Acutally, I think that the first four teams mentioned are not lacking in talent, but certain factors contributed to their demise in one way or another. Germany was totally bad this tournament, but Ballack is a saving grace, and they still have some rising young stars who look set to take over the reins.

Most disgraceful team behaviour (squad): The Italians and their little blame game.

Most disgraceful team behaviour (non-squad): Those British yobs. Again.

Milk Bottles, Dirty Showers & Korean Books

2004-07-03T21:35:00.000+08:00

[mySound: 9 PM (Till I Come) - ATB]

What a day. The Chinese Listening Comprehension was totally sad and bad. The first few questions were easy, but I hated the one about the Swedes and their reading habits. I was arguing with someone about how the reading of instructions on milk bottles showed their greatest obsession with reading. He argued that having a large library of books was more relevant. But what's the point if you don't read the books you buy? I mean, I really don't know... Stupid milk bottle...

After this, I had to go to the Katong Swimming Complex because I was a sad Scout. Now, I have nothing against swimming, but I hesitated for a long time before I finally went in. It was mainly because (I don't think you'll believe this) my hypochondriac tendencies had been triggered, urging me not to step barefooted on that filthy floor and shower in that filthy cubicle. Err... I succumbed eventually (ugh, 15 minutes). I still hate the floor for traumatising me so much (oh, whatever).

By the way, there was this sad thing that happened to me at the Popular bookstore. I found this book called 'Teach Yourself Korean', which was quite nice really, except that it was too expensive for me ($30+). Very unconsciously, with the book still in my hand, I walked out of the store after some time. I was about 10m from the store when I just realised that I was still holding the book. And the amazing thing was that the alarms had not been set off. I ran back immediately and shoved the book in front of the incredulous cashier, said 'sorry' and walked out briskly. Scary...

P.S. Another ungrammatical song to add to the list on the first post: it's by Chingy (ugh), and no, Bekah, it's not Holidae Inn, it's Holidae In (double ugh).

Sonic Torture

2004-07-02T18:05:00.000+08:00

[mySound: Your Game - Will Young]

Well, doesn't Mr. Bush want some tactics on prisoner torture? Why not try this - put them in front of the speakers in the school hall during our Youth Day celebrations?

The truth was that it was a singing contest, and I do think that some of the contestants sang pretty well - but try appreciating all this while being bombarded by 100 decibels of crackly noise. The result is that my poor ears still ache, 4 hours after the whole event has ended.

Besides, we had every reason to believe that the results were either skewed, rigged, or finalised by a mentally-incompetent judging panel. The third condition could have been present, considering when this loony fellow, who was one of the judges, started yodelling and making William Hung-esque movements. Mr. Yodeller's performance brought in much applause (as it ended), as well as a few deserved peals of laughter.

Oh, by the way, I'm sitting for the 'O' Level Chinese Listening Comprehension tomorrow. Wish me luck! *grins*

"It's not personal, it's just business"

2004-07-02T10:39:00.000+08:00

Unfortunately so, judging from the second episode of 'The Apprentice" last night.

The girls did well, but I don't think I'd use a service whose ads focus on... er, sensuous body parts, would you? Also, don't you just hate Omarosa? Frankly, though, she shall be missed if she leaves, as her b***hiness and her feud with Ereka spices up the show considerably.

The 'Slap Omarosa' game - highly pointless and entertaining.

Sam is a SJB (shen jing bing). It's fun to watch him being such an a**hole and making a fool of himself. Poor Jason. He got booted out just for making that single major mistake of not meeting up with the people at MarquisJet. Personally, I'd have booted Sam if I were Donald Trump, because I DEFINITELY do not want him to run one of my companies!!!!! Period!!!!!

I'm looking forward to the next episode, because I want to see Omarosa and Sam do more idiotic stuff. I'm also itching to watch The Amazing Race 5, which starts next Wednesday, 10 PM here on Channel 5.

?????!!!!!

2004-07-02T10:10:00.000+08:00

The above title sums it all up. Czech Republic 0, Greece 1. How did the Czechs let it happen? Besides, Greece's goal was a Silver Goal, scored in the extra minutes of the match. Wouldn't the Czechs have won decisively if they had scored at least 1 goal before full-time? I really must watch the replay of this match and see what happened.

The Greeks have broken more hearts yet again, and this time, it's those of Czech supporters (myself included). Let's see what happens. I think the result should be: Portugal 2, Greece 1. The Greeks should be proud of themselves that they went this far, though...

Say Goodbye To The Clockwork Orange

2004-07-01T13:25:00.000+08:00

So, that's it. Portugal 2 Holland 1. Cristiano Ronaldo and Maniche eached scored a goal. The sad Ronaldo was even given the yellow card for taking off his shirt after scoring the goal (it was through a Deco free kick). Holland got a consolation goal when a Portugese defender accidentally knocked the ball into his own goal. I feel that Portugal certainly deserved to win the match.

Tonight, it's Semifinal 2: the Czech Republic vs. Greece. Let's just say I think it's a one-sided battle, because the Czechs have these great strikers like Milan Baros (a pick of the tournament) and Jan Koller (tallest person in this year's games). The miffield is not lacking in talent either, especially with that European Footballer of the Year, Pavel Nedved. The Greeks play very efficient but clinical and unaggressive soccer. I think that their defence, while fine, is no match for the talented Czech attack and midfield. My prediction: Czech Republic 3 Greece 1.

Firing At Random

2004-06-30T22:34:00.000+08:00

I just have a few random, fleeting thoughts that I think I'd better write out now, all of varying degreees of seriousness.

About the islandwide blackout last night (around 2/3 of Singaporeans were affecfted): Why doesn't Singapore Power have some sort of backup supply of electricity, so that whenever the Indonesian Natuna gasline malfunctions (read: relatively frequently), the backup source can be used to restore the power supply to all the affected areasd? I mean, is it possible(and feasible)?

About the handover of sovereignty in Iraq: I really doubt that the problems in Iraq shall solve themselves. I think we should stop using the ambiguous term 'resistance forces in Iraq' and as such, lump 2 totally diferent groups of fighters together: anti-US locals (whose motives usually have little to do with Islam) and the so-called mujahedeen (both foreign and local, typically followers of the Wahhabi school of Islam, against infidels and the traitor Muslims who help them). I may have missed out on other divisions, though. In any case, while Moqtada al-Sadr was big as recently as April, he seemed like just a naughty kid in comparison to the rampant beheadings and bomb blasts that rock Iraq this month.

In a British museum, a photo of David Beckham was defaced with the words, 'You loosers'. Apparrently, the word 'loosers' had something to do with Rebecca Loos, alleged lover of Becks. I just thibk it's ridiculous. After all, it could just have been some yob, or anyone who has bad spelling for that matter (Unfortunately common in Britain - how ironic, but this is the nation where the schoolkids could spell 'metatarsal', Beckham's famous broken bone, but spelt 'mystique' as 'Mis-Teeq', the girl band. No offence to the British, but this is actually true.) But I digress. Who exactly were the person refering to as 'loosers'? Was it the English football squad or the Beckhams, or actually just a pointless, random remark? The person should have made him/herself clear. What a 'looser'. (Sorry person, but I just wanted to include that.)

Finally, Semifinal 1 of Euro 2004: Portugal vs. Holland. Portugal has a few advantages: a mainly partisan crowd, not having lost to thje Oranje (Dutch) before on home soil, great playmakers like Deco and Maniche, more great midfielders like Rui Costa, fresh talent like Cristiano Ronaldo (doesn't he look like he puts on rogue?), and finally, the decisive and wily Scolari. Come to think of it, you've got to admit that he really has a knack for making the right substitutions at the right time. The Dutch have some great players too, like Ruud van Nistelrooy, Clarence Seedorf, Arjen Robben and Edgar Davids. However, Advocaat is a weak coach (just remember how Holland went from being 2-0m up at halftime to 2-3 down as the match ended). He lacks decisiveness. Still, I expect this to be a very closeand intense match. My guess? The two teams draw after 120 minutes, with Portugal winning the subsequent penalty shootout.

First Post - Well, Not Really...

2004-06-30T22:05:00.000+08:00

Well, that's it! So, I've abandoned my old blog because it's become too messy. It's a lot easier to customise with Blogger's new layout, so I'll try. Do bear with me as I experiment with various skins before settling on a final one.

P.S. This is not *exactly* the first post, since I'll be carrying over the last post I made in my old blog...

The Crappy English Songs Rant

2004-06-29T10:37:00.000+08:00

Yes, this was posted using the school coms.

I was told by someone that my last post was total gibberish. Sorry, but when you're rushed for time and you're desperately trying to post something coherent while attempting to sort out all your thoughts, this is the end product.

I have something to rant about today: the appalling state of English in song titles. I mean, in the mid and late 90s, the content of contemporary songs may have already started to progress towards innuendo and you-know-what, but at least they had song titles that were spelt out properly.

Fine. So, I think the trend of bad spelling started late in 2001, apparently because it was hip and cool, and that it was very 'rebellious', so teens would take to it. It began pretty mildly, with He Loves U Not. Sk8er Boi was a lot more ungrammatical, but it was still tolerable anyway.

I think a wave of misspelt hits must have really hit us last year. We had What's Luv?, Rock Wit U and Right Thurr, not to mention lots more other songs.

The main culprits behind this misspelling trend is probably the hip-hop genre. I mean, personally I have no qualms about the occasional word permutation, but when all the artistes do it, it just becomes tiring, sickening and disgusting. Plus, if the songs are totally horrid, it does not help.

I mean, what's Right Thurr about? (I absolutely hate the 'thurr' sound.) Frankly, it's about a guy who gets horny when he sees a sexy woman, and he proceeds to f**k her. (Then again, isn't this the exact same theme of so many other songs, just using various other 'creative' devices to sink to further lows?) The subtitle of Rock Wit U is Aww Baby, which really means that you don't need to listen to the song, because it's just a really cheesy beat with Ashanti ranting on about the virtues of the phrase 'Aww Baby'. You know, Ashanti is becoming so insipidly unoriginal that we can predict all her songs will have the word 'baby' in it. It's almost as if she's lacking a real one and needs it.

But I digress. Another frustration I have with these misspelt titles is that it is so fricking difficult to search for relevant stuff to the song. I mean, if you spell What's Luv? as What's Love? instead, wouldn't it be easier to search for those who have only heard but not seen the song title before? Perhaps I'm just lacking in this 'hip' lingo, but it just pisses me off how every song is misspelt to such a laughable degree. Next time, I guess I could even be searching for Luvin Izz Ez, Da Way U Muv or Starrie Aied Surprize. Thankfully, the Black Eyed Peas declined to spell their hit single as Where Is The Luv?, or I would have gone mad by now. Really, all you singers out there: please do a favour for our sanities and stop this idiotic trend.

Just now in Lit class, there was this discussion about sexual innuendo. I'm not sure because someone started it, but I think it had something to do with female body parts, and I suggested something about bras... and I got many laughs for that. Give me a break, people. I'm merely suggesting that something of a similar situation might have happened in the poem, and the bra was more of an example than the actual occurance itself.

Whew! I'm done! Finally...

P.S. Peter Andre cannot sing. Yes, he CANNOT. Then why did Insania and Mysterious Girl both reached the top 3 spots in the UK Top 40 countdown, you ask? Don't forget that this is also the chart that voted The Cheeky Song, Changes and The Fast Food Song into those same slots too.