Gavin Rossdale - Love Remains The Same A thousand times I’ve seen you standing Gravity like a lunar landing You make me want to run till I find you I shut the world away from here I drift to you, you’re all I hear As everything we know fades to black Half the time the world is ending Truth is I am done pretending I never thought that I Had anymore to give You’re pushing me so far Here I am without you Drink to all that we have lost Mistakes we have made Everything will change But love remains the same I find a place where we escape Take you with me for the space The city buzz sounds just like a fridge I walk the streets through seven bars I have to find just where you are The faces seem to blur They’re all the same Half the time the world is ending Truth is I am done pretending I never thought that I Had anymore to give You’re pushing me so far Here I am without you Drink to all that we have lost Mistakes we have made Everything will change But love remains the same So much more to say So much to be done Don’t you trick me out We shall overcome It’s all left still to play We - should have the sun Could have been inside Instead we’re over here Half the time the world is ending Truth is I am done pretending Too much time too long defending You and I are done pretending I never thought that I Had anymore to give You’re pushing me so far Here I am without you Drink to all that we have lost Mistakes we have made Everything will change Everything will change I, oh I, I wish this could last forever I, oh I, As if we could last forever Love remains the same Love remains the same Mortification I need to stop getting drunk. *** says: OH YA *** says: that day when u were drunk *** says: you asked me smell your armpit *** says: HAHA Effy says: NO WAY *** says: YES WAY *** says: and you shoved it to me *** says: I SWEARRRRRRRRRR Effy says: OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG *** says: HAHA Effy says: i am mortified Protected: Venting This post is password protected. To view it please enter your password below: Password: Just Two (and a Half) Things *** says: its either you’re damn good at lying and making ME FEEL GOOD or I’ve made this damn good impression on you.. Two things you have to know about me. 1) I don’t lie. I might lie by omission but that’s as far as it goes. Sometimes I think I’m too fucking honest for my own good. 2) I think the best of people. Usually I don’t see their faults until it’s too late. I’m best served warm. Enjoy. Direction Idiot I got lost in the CBD area last night. A phone call did nothing to get me closer to my destination… erm I see the NTUC building and Keppel…. erm I don’t know… I don’t see China Square or Far East Square … I think I’m on Cecil Street, I don’t know…. I gave up and whipped out my phone after remembering there’s a GPS inside. Walked around following the directions from the phone. Yes, I was 30m away from my destination, yet somehow I still couldn’t find the place! Dulan! So I gave up and asked for directions from a stranger. Only I could get lost with a GPS in hand. Sibei stupid. Temptation My long time girlfriend GP smsed me this: V(her bf)’s colleague is in town. He’s a drinker, smoker, gambler (football majorly) and womaniser. Want to meet him? :) That’s right woman. Find a man with the worst vices and throw him at me. A woman after my own heart. :) He sounds lovely. Send him my way. And then came a Facebook message: V is going to see if he can speak to some people about the football tickets - i know you’re an Arsenal fan, but i think his strongest connection is for Liverpool - are there other teams you wouldn’t mind seeing, else teams you absolutely wouldn’t want to see? Deepthroat’s gonna kick my ass, but I’m gonna pass on watching his favourite team. And then came another sms: V has tickets for the Chelsea vs. Roma match on the 22nd. Can you make it? I think she’s dangling huge carrots for me to head to London. I love this woman. Oktoberfest German food consists of a lot of meat. It’s simple but hearty fare. The Oktoberfest I went to was pretty good. There was a roasted ox on a spit, pork knuckles, sausages, beef in red wine sauce… mmmmmmmm. Spätzle, the noodle/pasta thing is my favourite. In Bavaria, I always order a side of spätzle with everything I eat. Downed everything with dark beer, and I was a happy lass. :) Aiyaaaa Screwed. I went to watch Vicky Cristina Barcelona last night. No prizes for guessing where I want to go to now. Shit. Ah, who cares as long as I’m having a good time. A Change of Heart I had planned to head to Barcelona and Madrid on my next backpacking trip for the longest time, and so yesterday, I went online to make all my flight and accommodation arrangements. As I was about to purchase a flight, suddenly, another destination came to mind. And just like that, I changed my destination to a completely different country. I haven’t even done research on the place nor do I have an itinerary. I’ll just make it up as I go along. I live for spontaneous moments like these and am counting down the days till I leave. :) +++ In other news, I suck so much worse at Wii Golf than Wii Bowling. 8 over par is my proudest *achievement*. Out of bounds, water hazard, bunker - you name it, I’ve hit it. When it comes to putting, my Wii friend didn’t even bother getting up to prepare for his turn because it takes me a million years to freaking putt. Don’t get me started on baseball. Oh Dear I was kind of pissed off. You don’t call me for months and then all of a sudden you call me when you’re having problems with your girlfriend. That kind of sucks. But it was so amusing that I stopped being pissed off. Girlfriend has a UTI. Accuses boyfriend of sleeping around, and hence giving her a UTI. Boyfriend was adamant he did not sleep around. Girlfriend wants to end it on that basis. I giggled and got told off because and I quote this is not a joke it’s a very serious problem. Girlfriend is stupid. A UTI is not a symptom of your partner’s infidelity. Sometimes you don’t even need to have sex to get a UTI. Maybe your potpot hygiene is not up to standard. Or maybe his tool is not clean enough and stuffs bacteria up your urethra. Boyfriend is stupid. Don’t even know how to defend yourself against this ridiculous accusation. A match made in heaven. Yes it’s a very serious problem because stupidity is a very serious problem. I Am What I Am This is Gilbert. He’s my favouritest singer in Singapore because he sings oldies like James Taylor, England Dan and Don Henley. When the drunken fog cleared, somehow I remembered that I came home with his phone number and email address tucked in my handbag. Good Lord. Alcohol makes me so sociable it’s not funny. I need to retain my air of mystery. I’m a Scorpio after all. And this is why I lost at pool - somebody pang pua liap. Wii-ing When a friend and I played Wii bowling last week, I kept losing, so much so he declared you win, I buy you a Wii…….. I WAS SO ANGWii!! The nerve! See me no up! Anyhow, I stole Banana’s long neglected Wii and started practising. And practising. And practising. Now I can just about hit 200. Yippee. The funny thing is I have a hook. No matter how straight I try to bowl, there’s always a left hook. I bowl with my left hand, also got left hook. What the…..? Oh well, some things are better curved. :D Artist At Work That’s Derrick. +++ After having watched tonnes of episodes of LA Ink and Miami ink, here are some of the tattoos I am sick of seeing: 1) cherry blossoms 2) lotus flowers 3) tigers Sometimes, people tell me that they want to do a tattoo but can’t think of what to do. I always say after having a life altering moment of sorts (…….fuck, Hull just scored!!!), they’ll for sure get an idea of what they want to do to mark down the momentous occasion. (fuck, Hull just scored again!!!) I love black and white tattoos with shading, and am slowly piecing together my next tattoo in my head. I guess I’m just waiting for the next life altering moment in my life before I get sufficient courage to subject myself to the needle again. The bzzzz bzzzzz sound of the needle just puts chills down my spine. Off The Top Of My Head Mamma Mia here I go again… I thoroughly enjoyed the movie. I love ABBA! But damn would it have been even more awesome if John Travolta had taken Pierce Brosnan’s role because as hot as Pierce is, he can’t sing for nuts. Greece is now my #1 destination to go to next. Anyway, I got home and I went into the elevator with this guy, and before I could do anything, he pressed my floor for me, as well as his own. Also, a few weeks ago, he offered me a cigarette. When I declined, he asked oh you quit? Like wtf, have you been watching me? When It Rains It Pours I was reading through a diary entry from the past and was gobsmacked. It’s been so long since I wrote here and so much has happened! K and I ended it one year ago, then I got together with B shortly after but it ended after 3 months, and then I dated KT for awhile, then had a short fling with S, and then I got together with J. And we just broke up. This, in a span of 1 year! I think I am losing my touch. My New Baby Update: Click here to get free themes for your E71. +++ I am lethargic. The rapid loss of blood from your nether regions isn’t quite a pleasant thing to go through. But anyway, this made my day completely. It’s a lovely phone, and comes with a white pouch. So much more of a breeze to use than the HTC. :) I wanted the gray one but there was no stock, so bobian have to take the white, but it’s starting to grow on me. :) Buon Giorno Bambinos! There’s a new pizza bar in Ghim Moh. I think it’s at block 20 if I’m not mistaken, just right by the Ghim Moh market. And you know what? It comes complete with an Italian chef! :D I wanted to say buon giornoooooooooo whilst fluttering my eyelashes but I shy. Besides pizza, there’s pasta, salad, meatballs, goulash and tiramisu. This is the second Italian joint to open there - one is the Italian stall at the coffeeshop at block 10 (or was it 12?), and considering that I love Italian food, I am so happy. :) +++ Am in such a good mood today. :) Empty The aisles at Giant at IMM. Read the latest update of the contaminated milk products at the AVA website. I Thought I Was Smart You know, I’ve always thought that I was relatively technologically savvy. But the boss handed me his HTC TyTN - fuck me silly, but I didn’t know you pronounce it the same way you do “titan” - every time someone asked me for the model I’d spell it out T-Y-T-N - and I’ve been using the phone for about a week, and hate it. I know it’s a PDA phone packed full of features, but it stumps me. Don’t get me started on the touch screen function which I find irritating, or maybe I just have fat stumpy fingers. For sure, the iPhone, Omnia and HTC Touch Pro are out of the question for me. I so stupid. :( I think I’ll just go for the E71. Ouchie Had the most exhausting of weekends, which included my first major fall on my blades. There was a somewhat steep slope. Yv went down effortlessly and when she turned around to look for me, I was still standing up there trying to gather the guts to go down. I wasn’t afraid of the slope per se - I was more afraid of not being able to brake properly and either 1) bang into a kid on a bike or 2) be unable to maneuver the sharp turn at the end of the slope and end up flying into the sea. So she summoned a guy to come save my ass. He came up and held my hand. Lean forward, lean forward, lean forward, he said as we went down the slope. I leaned forward, and forwarder and forwarder. And fell flat and hard. Got up and continued blading with my ego more bruised than anything else. Thankfully, I was wearing my wrist guards. Moral of the story? Tua liap neh people cannot lean so forward. Gotta Love The Angst That day, there was a cockroach in the kitchen which had me screaming every time the stupid thing moved its feelers or took a step. The housemate jokingly complained that it’s because I don’t clean the house well enough which invites these creepy crawlies into our home. I fumed. Because I do clean the house. And he doesn’t. Fine. Don’t clean, but don’t leave your mess for me to clean. But you know what, I’m the sort of person who doesn’t like confrontation. So what I do is seethe internally and just bite my lip, but one day I’ll explode. And so when I awoke yesterday morning, I fumed when I went into the kitchen. There were food scraps in the dustbin, and his wine glass had fruitflies buzzing all over. ANGWEE! And so I penned a note. THROW THE GARBAGE!!! THERE ARE INSECTS ALL OVER YOUR WINEGLASS!! I stuck it on the fridge and happily went off to work. I say happy because, under normal circumstances ie. non-hormonal instances, I would just throw the garbage myself and wash his glass. I came home after work, and the kitchen was spotless. Oh, how I love my angsty moments! :D Lusting Argh argh argh. Being in Singapore for prolonged periods of time makes me veryyyyy restless. Am only counting the days till my next work trip. I love Singapore to bits, but it’s the routine of being here that makes me bored and frustrated. And if I plan and time it right, I’ll get to spend my birthday somewhere really awesome. Just me, a map and my little backpack. My favourite kinda holiday. And speaking of birthdays, Guitar Hero World Tour will be released one day after my birthday. So start saving up money for my birthday pressie please. Gawd, it’ll be so fantastic when I throw away my coffee table and put a drum set in my living room! :D Of The Past A few days ago, I was wondering what the hell I did on Vday two years ago. Sadly I have no archives left to refer to. So started my quest to search for bits and pieces of my archives on Google cache. And I found some lovely bits of history, some of which made me laugh out loud. Like the Rockson saga. Till now, I have no frigging clue who Rockson is, but my guess is, we will probably never know because subsequently, he wrote very controversial posts about the government and politics etc. But I have to say that my number one suspect was Mr. Miyagi. :) My post on the bloggers I would date. Like oh my god, is there anything more cheesy than that?!! And how I dissed Tomorrow.sg so publicly. Fucking hilarious. I mean, did I really have that much free time on my hands? And why the hell was I so angsty then? Remember the big hoohah back then? But you know what, I actually gave a damn then. Now I’m so apathetic it’s pathetic! I miss my archives! Aiyayai yayai Forgetting Sarah Marshall: I was surprised when I saw a dick on the big screen not once, twice or thrice but FOUR TIMES! A dick wor! A limp and flaccid one, but a dick nonetheless. Ok fine, surprised is an understatement - my jaw actually dropped because I have never seen one on big screen before. Only tits and ass. Hee hee. Are the censors getting more lax? Or am I just not catching the right movies? :D *** Ze Housemate (Dulan Part Deux): Are you still moody? Do you know that condoms are not 100% safe? Do you need me to buy you a pee-on stick? Did you tell him yet? You know… the guy…. of the possibility of… you know… (At this point, I thought I’d gain some amusement from my hormonal suffering, as well as the suffering of having an insufferable housemate) Thing is, I don’t know which one it is. OH MY GOD. I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU. HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW? HOW MANY GUYS HAVE YOU SLEPT WITH RECENTLY?!! I lost count. You’re terrible! And with that he walked away, shaking his head, muttering under his breath. Hee hee, now he thinks he lives in Whoresville with the Queen Whore. :D Some of the Rules I Adhere To Dulan The housemate confronted me today. Ok, what’s wrong? You’ve been so moody lately. I glared at him. I’m fucking pmssy okay. You sure everything’s okay? YES. Just counting the seconds till my stupid period comes. Ohhhh, he trailed off. What oh?!………….OH. You don’t think that I’m…….?  I can’t be…. I decided to amuse myself… oh wait, I could be….. Oh my god. What are you going to do if you are? Let you babysit. Or you can have it if you want. Still amused. If you get rid of it, I’ll look down on you. It’s both you and that guy’s responsibility to ……….. I’m not, so fuck off. No longer amused. Someone else’s principles forced upon you is never amusing. Especially when you’re at the peak of your hormone surge. And so bloated from water retention that you feel like you could just float up up and away anytime soon. :D If you were to ask me to name the place I am most happy in, it’d have to be my living room. My housemate thinks I’m such a loser because I can sit here for hours on end, but this is my little nest. There’s my TV and cable set top box, my DVD player and little sound system, there’s my Xbox and the two loves of my life - Guitar 1 and Guitar 2, and on the couch with me is my lappie. I usually let guests play Guitar 2, because as you can see, Guitar 1 is a little worn from overuse. And to release star power, it doesn’t work by tilting anymore. I have to shake it like a madwoman. And uhm, no I don’t do manicures anymore because it impedes my most excellent fingering. The guitar I mean. The neighbours just love looking in at me clutching Guitar 1 to my chest, brows furrowed in deep concentration. If they’re lucky, they might catch me spewing Hokkien vulgarities as I get booed off stage when I play crappily. My partner in crime is on the way over now. Let the rock concert begin! Getting The REP Done Renewing my re-entry permit was a breeze. I had put it off for the longest time because I was either out of the country, or busy, or lazy. First off, I headed to the IRAS to get my 3 years NOA, and then off I went to the ICA. Got a queue number, waited for half an hour, got my number called, the lady looked through my documents, and then I wanted for another 20 minutes to make payment, and tadaaaaaa, I was done! It’s valid for another 10 years. Which made me wonder, what will I be like 10 years from now? Will I still be a grumpy old 37 year old spinster? Or would I be frumpy with 3 kids in tow, screaming at them to shut the fuck up while I talk to the officer? +++ GV responded very nicely, and apologised, but stripping down their extremely diplomatic response to the basics, what they said was, sorry we can’t do shit, but here’s two free passes to Gold Class to appease you. PMS-ing PMS is so tiring. I tried not to say so much yesterday evening, lest I snap, but then I was asked why I was so moody, and if everything is alright, and what happened, which made me wanna clobber someone on the head. I got so exhausted from being angsty that I fell asleep early. But my control was really good yesterday. It might not be so good today though. Because I just found out I got charged twice for movie tickets. Gold class somemore. So that’s what? 120 for two tickets? Poor Golden Village customer service officer. Crushed Last night, on Class 95fm, there was this date night thingy show, where the deejay would bring someone on the show, and call someone the person had a crush on and ask him/her out for dinner. So this guy Jonathan was on, and she was asking him about himself. When he went, I’m quite the indoor person, I like playing mahjong…….. we girlies paused and yelled WHAT A LOSER! And then we continued our mahjong game.. hee hee. But I don’t know what on earth possessed him to go on national radio to admit his crush on his mahjong kaki because when the deejay called the chick up to ask if she wanted to go on a date with Jonathan, the first thing she said was YOU HAVE GOT TO BE JOKING followed by a emphatic NO!