Saturday, November 29, 2008

The Art Guy Forgets

Funny how our brains decide what to stash and trash from our memories once we stop using what we've accumulated in all that gray matter over the years.


The Art Guy: Eh, I got tell you about the story in the FA place or not?

Pam Song: No ah. Which story?

The Art Guy: Neh, the one at that FA place ah.

Pam Song: You mean Studio issit?

The Art Guy: YEA! Studio. Hahaha. Forgot called wat already. =p

Pam Song: -_-



The Art Guy: Eh, tell you ah.

Pam Song: Wat?

The Art Guy: You know when you go in for presentation? That... that that... big thing you carry. You know that big thing? That big thing ah... You know or not?

Pam Song: It's called a portfolio bag. -_-

*rolls eyes*

Fail or not, I ask you? This is like, so "the car will come to me" kind of fail lor. Haha. (Inside joke. Forgive me for being inconsiderate. Hey, at least I don't do it often, eh? =p) Looks like The Art Guy's gonna need a refresher course soon. Haha. Advertising 101. =p And I'll gladly be his tutor. Haha. It'd be funny to see the tables turned. Very funny.


He makes me miss scamming. ='(

Friday, November 28, 2008

The Humans Are Dead

This is so ridiculously funny I don't even know
where to start laughing and when to stop. Enjoy!

The Humans Are Dead by Flight of the Conchords.

"The Future is quite different to The Present. The one thing we have in common with The Present is, we still call it The Present even though it's The Future. What you call The Present, we call The Past so you guys are way behind."


Somebody, help me stop laughing!

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Birthday '08 - Tee Me Up

SUBJECT: POSLAJU parcel from Penang, Malaysia
STATUS: Received

DATE OF DELIVERY: 20 November 2008
TIME OF DELIVERY: Sometime during lunch hour

I got me a personalised baby-tee!

Can't believe this little darling... (It's not a figure of speech. She's actually really, really tiny. *grin*) ...remembered my birthday AND bothered to send me a gift. So touching! *heart melts* I was already smiling as I held it in my hands but the thing is, when I opened the POSLAJU package, I started laughing out loud like a goofball cos of how ngam the wrapping paper was for the day.

Flowery wrapping paper.

(Haha. Perfect timing as always, babe. =p)

Me with my flower power pressie, in my flower power top.

Well, thanks, Little Darling.

Any form of contact with you never fails
to remind me of the good old days.

Time we created some good new days, eh? =)

p/s: SHIT. This post totally reminded me that I haven't posted the follow up to the Flower Power Thursday post. -_- I NEED TO GET WORKING ON THAT MONTAGE I PROMISED YOU GUYS!!! Rawr!

It's Been Awhile Since I've Been Itchy

It's been far too long since I last tinkered with my desktop wallpaper. Hadn't had the time, the mood, nor the inspiration for it. Bleh. How uncreative of me, eh? -_- Anyhew, since I had a pretty easy evening – one that ultimately led to my itchiness – I decided to do something about it. Just don't psycho-analyse me for this.

Feelings of insignificance plague me.

I'm Running A Search For Donors

Do a good deed today.

Sponsor Pam Song some extra hours. If really, really dun have, minutes also can. Or even seconds. She's willing to take anything you've got to spare. Sharing is caring. Remember that. Love thy sister as thyself. Remember that, too. Give and it will be given unto you*.

Thank you in advance, for your kind donation.

* Terms & Conditions apply.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

They Started Walking In

And then I realised:
Whoa. It's morning already?

*blink blink*

One One Down, Three Zeros To Go

DATE: 26 November 2008 | DAY: Wednesday | TIME: 3:55AM

ATTN: The Londoner

Gallantly will you show the world that you're a specially selected and well trained Art Director. Your heart and your soul will be the fuel to carry your body when your limbs are to weary. You will not falter. You will not lose focus. Not as long as there is hope in your mind and your heart still beats. You will never give in to the evil that is the ever-failing Adobe Illustrator. And you will fight the Auto-Restart Evil with your dying breath. You are a champion (when you have Oreos and Haw Flakes at your disposal)! HOO-WAH!


p/s: Speech plagiarised then edited from I Am A Champion! by Coach Flowers. Tee hee. (Hey, at least I'm honest. *shrugs*)

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Ultimate Lame Joke Of The Day 3

After two super-ons rounds of ultimate, neuron-killer lameness, courtesy of Duh Roads and Freckles *click here and here to read*, I think I'm beginning to get a hang of this crazy, messed-up game.

Amanda a.k.a Skinny Fart: I got another question! Pam! Pam! Which is the stingiest animal?

Pam Song: *groan* Do I have really to?

Amanda a.k.a Skinny Fart: YAAA!!! Come, come! Which is the stingiest animal???

Pam Song: Amanda. *grin*


Now, THIS was funny. The lot of us (minus Amanda)
got a good 5 minutes of laughter out of this. Haha.

Ultimate Lame Joke Of The Day 2

Duh Roads is on a roll.
At first this and now this???

*points below*

Where do fishes feel most powerless?

(Scroll down for answer.)

ANSWER: IKANO Power Centre (Read: IKAN NO POWER Centre)


How to work like this lah, I ask you??

Ultimate Lame Joke Of The Day

Duh Roads asked me a question today.

News is, she heard it from Freckles.

The answer made me roll my eyes and realise I'm spending a majority of my time with very lame people. But now, since I'm pretty much brain dead at the moment due to my lack of sleep, and all I can handle are top notch lame jokes, I'm passing it along. Think long and hard before you answer, okay? Don't just pakai hentam only.

QUESTION: Which one is noisier? Bread? Or Kopi?

(Scroll down for answer.)

ANSWER: Bread. Cos BreadTalk. Kopi tiam.


Lame chop.

And Again...

I shouldn't be surprised.
And to be honest, I'm not.

Story of my life, yo.
The nightmare's never over.

Skinny Fart should learn to just accept it and start panicking less. Life gets easier to handle and work gets easier to manage that way.

Heh. Self-deception.
Practice it. Live it. Love it.

Ting tang wala wala bing bang.

Cooler Than Cool: UT LOOP!

If you're into sounds, playing with sounds or enjoying new sounds, this is the site for you: UT LOOP! Blog Widgets. It lets you play click-of-the-mouse DJ by throwing you random sounds that you're to mix and put alongside a funky, running melody.

Check out my own UT LOOP! mix. I had a ball of a time (like, the whole of 5 minutes) working this one out. Really. Haha. Never thought I'd say this but it was heaps and heaps of fun! (I guess The Londoner was right about this one.)

Click the PLAY button!

Go knock yourselves out and create your
own mix. Semestinya tak menyesal. Janji!

p/s: It's on my sidebar, too. Right under my flippin' clock. =D

Birthday '08 - Bed Of Roses. Uh, Not Quite. =p

Was sitting quietly at my desk last Wednesday, DOING WORK *ahem ahem*, when Photobooth called out to me in a sing-song voice at a distance of, say, 20m.

"Oh Paaammm, theeere's soomeethinggg outsideee
aaat thhe reeeceptioooon fooorr yeewww."


In my head, I went, "Okay, this wan confirm siao liao." In a relatively quiet office, on a relatively quiet morning, all this mysterious sing-songing's not cool wei. Whole world also can hear. But, dengan pretend calm... I asked, "What's that?" She refused to tell and continued sing-songing the rest of the way back to her seat. -_- (I hate playing guessing games. Seriously. HATE. IT. Don't EVER make me guess. EVER. I usually don't bother knowing if I've to figure it out.)

It was too early in the morning for quizzes
so I just went out to the reception...

...and had the pleasant-est shock.


A bouquet of jam-packed red roses.

DATE OF DELIVERY: 19 November 2008

Preddy preddy frowers...

The card that came with the flowers.

...from Ol' Faithful, my long-time reader.
(This dude's been reading me since, like, forever! Haha.)

The e-order form that was attached to the card.

I'm going to go with from now on if I ever find myself in need of an online florist, man. Seriously. Their flowers are SO MUCH BETTER than Blooming's. So. Much. Better. Blooming's flowers came somewhat dry and wilted. This one? SO FRESH! SO NICE!

36 stalks of red roses surrounded by baby's breath and greens.


It was really sweet of you. =)

p/s: More birthday posts coming up. Stay tuned.


A conversation to remember for all time.


It's been a week since this conversation but
I still call him Butt Crack when we're on MSN. =p


Photoshop CS4

If only.

Monday, November 24, 2008

Accidental Sync-ing

Duh Roads and I were in the lift coming back from our lunch last Wednesday when suddenly, she stops talking and looks as though the ghost of Elvis just bid her 'Hello'. Without taking her eyes off our reflection in the mirror (yes, our lift has 4 mirrored walls – hoowah!), she turns to me, wide-eyed, mouth-opened, and says, "EH! My gawd, do you see that!?!" I looked into the mirror, not knowing what to expect. And what I saw, I couldn't believe:

Check. This. Out.

Flow or not, I ask you???

Duh Roads and I.

Fuyoh. Dun play play.

Rocker In Da House

I'm back, bay-beh! Back! Back! BACK! So much to say, so much to share and tell. ARGH! Where do I even begin?! Posting is going to be a b*tch for sure. -_-'

But that's my problem. Not yours.

So what YOU'VE gotta do is hang on to your polka dotted undies, twiddle your thumbs, listen to Chumbawamba and gimmie some time, okay?

I promise you it'll be good.
(I know that's what they always say but I! MEAN! IT!)

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Reminder To Self

The Senior Writer owes me a boob grope.

First Thing Thursday Morning

Doin' the swap-swap shubba-du-wap.

Almost bursting into laughter.
And very bad hair. Tsk tsk. So fail.

I look better.

I STILL look better.


Who The Hottest In The World Right Now? Just Touched Down In LONDON Town.

Beautiful place. Or so he tells me.

Snitched this pic from London From Above, At Night. Find it at
The Big Picture, News Stories In Photographs by Alan Taylor.

Whatever the case, I'm writing to remember that I should pay London a visit sometime in the near future. And more importantly, I'm writing to remember that I've got myself a place to crash when I'm there. A certain sofa bed in a certain 500+ square foot home belonging to a certain Londoner and his partner. Availability guaranteed. For life. Heh heh. Awesome possum!

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Tomorrow Is...


I'm gonna do it.
My colleagues are gonna do it.
And YOU, blog friends, are gonna do it, too!

Email me your pichas after the day's done.
(That's, by the way.)

I'll work on a montage and publish it here after. =p

Birthday '08 – The First Hit

8 days ago, I received my first 'birthday present' of 2008.

Found this in my Inbox one morning.

SENDER: Doktor Lurve

RECEIVED: 10:04AM, 11 November 2008

So simple, but oh-so-sweet. =)

Mariah Carey's Got Competition... IS BACK WITH PART 2!

Laughed so hard, I had trouble breathing. Haha.

The sunnies, the fun-keh shirt, the hand action... oh, my goodness, the hand action! Haha. This dude is totally getting into it lah, I tell you. Haha. Can tarik summore at the end. So very rockin'. Am a hundred percent sure I'm gonna laugh myself to sleep tonight.

Laugh Some More

Infestation Notice

I hereby officially declare that my workplace has a roach infestation problem. Been seeing them around more and more often these days but last night, one actually dropped from the ceiling and landed on didjital's yellow design-advertising book. The fella hid between his reference materials right up until... I killed it.

Squashed but its feelers were still moving.

Used the same MO as before. (Click *here* to read previous roach encounter.) Only difference is that I made the kill with my right hand this time. (This roach not so smart.) So, that's one down already. But I'm pretty sure there's a whole lot more out there. Somewhere.

I shall be on the hunt.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008


I swear by the Power of the Bean.

Like, seriously.

Orientation-ing The New Baby!

exclaimed didjital.

Waaa, how caannn??? So pantang!

Every new comp needs a proper Mac Photobooth orientation. This was the lot of us – Botak, Duh Roads, didjital, Photobooth (the person) and I – last week, orientating Duh Roads' new comp. =p

Us, rushing to the comp. Damn jakun.

After we're all ready.

didjital still syok sendiri-ing, after all of us
got tired of hogging the iSight.

Welcome to the Photobooth family, Duh Roads!

Monday, November 17, 2008

Mariah Carey's Got Competition

Haha. Made me laugh like a donkey, wei.

Monday? Been there. Done That.

What? It's Monday again today? Pfft. Big deal. I can take it. Been through so many already anyways. So, bring it. And work? Lay it on thick while you're at it, why don'cha. Cos really now... what's another Monday in the whole scheme of things?

p/s: Imma goin' fer DISTILLED today. Any of you goin', too?


DILEMMA: I want this dress. *points below*

I camwhored in a changing room cos I was
too kiam siap to spend money on a dress I liked.

Stumbled upon this polka-dotted dinner darling when I made a spontaneous pitstop at a tiny, little boutique at Sungai Wang. Thing is, it costs RM209. (Totally ridiculous pricing for a dress found at Sungai Wang, I know. -_-)

PROBLEM: Temporal bankruptcy, no thanks to a certain RM800 purchase I made over the weekend. (Will be collecting the object of that purchase next week. Will post about it then. Practice a little patience, alrights. Online stories don't come cheap these days.)

SOLUTION(S) : (1) Practice more self-control and resist temptation, or (2) work harder to earn more spending money. But then again, I'm thinking I'm kinda screwed either way cos the former's a perpetual work in progress that never seems to complete itself, and the latter's pretty much out of my control.


Okay, now I've got a new problem. My SOLUTION(S) section isn't offering myself much of a solution. SOMEBODY GIMMIE A SOLUTION!!!

Oh oh! I know! I know!

Hmmm. Tough one. Maybe not. -_-'
Think I'll sleep on it and see what
I come up with tomorrow.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Nobody Matters But Me

It's not about narcissism. Or selfishness.

It's about accepting and living with denial. It's about doing everything in your power to avoid facing the fear. The fear of being dependent. The fear of no longer being self-sufficient. And from all that births the need for self-preservation.

I Miss...

It's been far too long since the last one.
Think I'll go back to investing in more Me Time.

Saturday, November 15, 2008

It's A Teaching Hospital

Today, I finally got a chance to start on Grey's Season 5. Watched 3 episodes back to back. In bed. With chips and munchies in one hand, and my lappie remote control in the other. Haha. Ahhh, this is the life, bay-beh. And now? Now, it's sharing time.

I believe that there's something to learn from everything you do. Something to learn from very person you meet. And this is what I learned from Grey's Anatomy, Season 5, Episode 1: Dream A Little Dream Of Me: -

You've got to lean into the fear
to get your happy ending.

Hmmm. Never thought I'd learn something
– ANYTHING – from blank-faced Meredith.

It's like what someone who once cared for my future once told me – "Those who dare, win." And it's true. If you wanna make it, you've gotta have courage. If you wanna BE someone great who does great things, you've gotta be brave enough to do it. Brave enough to attempt it. You've gotta have guts. And faith in yourself. And faith in the people around you who'll help you get there.

Courage. Bravery. Guts. And faith.

These things, I need.

The Little Things

There's always reason to smile. Reason to laugh.
And things to be thankful about. Always.

Never forget that, Pam. Ever.

Like the hour-long phone call you had with your mom one night at the start of the week. And getting good news about silver, black and M kits. Or the flood of green lights you got on your way to work on Wednesday morning. (That's 12 out of 12 green lights!) And the unexpected song you received via email from your dad that same day. (Breathe by Taylor Swift featuring Colbie Caillat.)

Or like the realisation that you've been blessed with a partner you know you can work (and grow) with. And being given chances to work on 'nice jobs' under the 'good ones' of the agency. Or even the fact that the boss liked the copy you wrote on Thursday. And that the clients bought your work the very day after – Friday.

Like having colleagues who've graduated to become friends. And being able to be silly with them all Friday evening and Friday night. (Both groups, too, mind you – the Subway-dinner-blast-music-after-hours group and the Writer-AD-Video iChat-camwhore-kaki.)

Or like going to bed on Friday night without having to set an alarm. And then waking up on Saturday afternoon without a plan to be had till later. And facing Saturday and Sunday knowing for sure that there's no need to go in for work all weekend.

Ahh, it's the little things. Yes, the little things.

Every Man Needs A Girl Who's Good With Her Hands

What was:

Picture taken on Wednesday, 10 September 2008.

What is:

Picture taken at 7:55PM today
(more like yesterday), 14 November 2008.

Don't you think the laces look so much better
than they did the last time they were featured???

I am the lace-pro lah, I tell you. Haha. Too bad I'm not much of a sneaker chick. No sneaker fever whatsoever. Or else... I'll bet I'd be having a ball of a time each time I bought me new shoes. Haha. Anyhew, enough about that. Let me show off with Let's look at before-after pics again. =p

What was:

Picture taken on Wednesday, 10 September 2008.

What is:

Picture taken at 7:58PM today yesterday, 14 November 2008.

I. Am. Awesome.

*shamelessly pats self on back*


Actually, this sneaker project totally made me miss Art again. ='(
(My definition of Art is pretty much anything that requires
the use of
my right brain and hands. Heh.)


Shouldn't have listened to the Cik-Puans who taught at my school lah, I tell you. Should've just gone with gut feeling, ignored them, taken it in SPM and stuffed my cert into their faces. Drats. Regret niaaa.


Oh, and since we're on the topic,


Writers (And An Art Director)

POSITION HELD: Copywriter / Senior Copywriter
JOB DESCRIPTION: Play with words all day and look busy at all times – especially during official working hours.

The Senior Writer and Tim Tams looking busy.

Two very important, highly indispensable writers of the company I'm with, busy doing what they do best (i.e. play with words) at work... and outside of work.

Playing Scramble.

And when they're bored and armed with
a digital camera, they take wrong pictures...

I didn't even know The Senior Writer snapped this one. Thank goodness I wasn't sitting like an Ah Pek, wei! And luckily tak pakai skirt. Ish! So many danger!

...and do silly things. Like climb cubicle shelves.

But it's kinda cool when Tim Tam's high up.
Cos he takes pretty pictures of the rest of us
from atop his high seat. Haha.

Tim Tams' first attempt at capturing The Londoner, Yours Truly
and The Senior Writer. Hmmm. Framing a bit off.

His third and best one. =p I love this pic of us.
Too bad Tim Tams ain't in it, too.


And since you've already seen him, 'MEET' HIM.
Guys, this is my colleague, The (Wannabe) Londoner.

NEWSFLASH! He co-blogs. *click*

He's, uh, the dude all the office gay boys lust after. =p

Friday, November 14, 2008

And He Said...

Something to remember till the end of time:
(For me lah! Never say for you guys also. =p)

Haha. I wish. Too bad it's never gonna happen.


Looking For Ideas For Proposal Locations?

While the thought of having birds chirping in the trees above you, singing songs of the love you both share, while you propose to your girl may seem romantic as hell, you mark my words, boys: YOU. WILL. REGRET. IT. Why? Cos it IS hell getting proposed to under a tree with birds. Under the stars – yes. Under the moonlight – yes. Under a tree with birds? NO. No, no, no. Super-big-like-emu-shit NO.


I would so have died. -_-

So men, do not – I repeat: DO NOT – EVER bring your soon-to-be fiancé to a park with trees and birds. Or to a garden with trees and birds. Or to an aviary (that's an enclosure for birds) with trees and birds. (I hope my future fiancé reads my blog. I hope my future fiancé reads my blog. I hope my future fiancé reads my blog. =p)


Favourite line in embedded video:
"Are you still there?"
(Timestamp in video – 4:14.)

Thursday, November 13, 2008

With My Super Powers

He liked it.
I can't believe he liked it.
Big Man Boss of Words LIKED! IT! YESSS!!!

I need to start breathing again.

The Beginning Of A Sweet Addiction

I found another reason to procrastinate.
Another reason not to get work done
Another outlet to 'de-stress' and goof off.
Another way to waste my already-scarce time...

GoogleTalk Video Chatting at work gets addictive.
(Pixelated at 1904 hours by request of Tim Tams.)

...Shit. Shit. Shit.

Perfect lah. Just what I need.


GoogleTalk's 'NEW' Video Chat Function

Yes yes. As you can see, I did it. =p
Two days late, but better late than never.

Thanks to The Husband, I'm now
the savviest chick on my block.

I love that tiny video icon!

Heh heh.

I'm amazed that there are so few GTalkers on my list who've downloaded and installed this browser application, actually. Haha. Cos based on my very-fun, very-interesting 5-minute experience with it, it's so awesome I'm surprised it didn't take on as quickly as it would have! Funny how people are with technology. It's never predictable.

My take on the future of free video calling?
Skype's goin' down. Time to catch up, y'all. =p



Since sometimes reading "lol" doesn't deliver the same punch as actually hearing your friend laugh at your jokes, you can now use voice and video capabilities in your Gmail chat. From within Gmail, you can have an actual conversation with someone (seriously, out loud), or even chat face to face over video.

Here's what you'll need to get started:
  • Download the Gmail voice and video chat plug-in, quit all open browser windows, and install the plug-in.
  • Sign in to Gmail.
  • In the Chat section of your Gmail, select the contact you want to call. If they have a camera icon next to their name, you can make a voice or video call to them; just click Video & more.
If your friend doesn't have a camera next to their name in your chat list, you can invite them to download the Gmail voice and video chat plug-in from the Video & more menu in a chat window. Even if your friend doesn't have a video camera, you can still make a voice call or a 1-way video call.

NOTE: I snitched this entire passage. (Source: Google HelpGmail HelpChatAbout voice and video chat)

Previews Of The BMM2 Remix




FROM LEFT TO RIGHT: Aaron 'CincauHangus' Ho, 'No Mr Nice Guy' Sheon, Mandy 'angelzcmy' Mun Yee, Jenkin 'One' Yat, Yap 'Panjang' Thomas, Benny 'Benkaizer' Yang, Yours Truly, Ben 'Ah Beng' Wong, Joshua Ong, Chris 'Spinzer' Tock and Jan-E.

Did you manage to spot the difference? =p

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Kan Cheong Spider

That's what HE called me. Pfft.
I think he's a Panicked Cicak.


Name calling?! Okay, this is
officially a new low for me.


Should I Start Booking?

Doktor Lurve and I were talking about an old post of mine today – Far From Being A Virtuous Wife. Can't believe that it's almost been a whole year since I wrote it. Hmmm. Too bad I remember the feeling like it was yesterday. Heh. I guess some hurts never really go away, eh? We just go through life pretending they're not there. Like if we stuff our heads in the sand, nobody will notice our arses up in the air. And sometimes, we find that we get lucky enough to forget. Until something else reminds us of how it used to be, of course. Then it all comes crashing back down again.

Argh, I digress.

Anyhew, Doktor Lurve and I were talking about finding a partner and about being the perfect partner. And after replying his chat messages, I realised: I kinda like the way my part of the conversation went. *cough* Narcissism rulez. *cough*

Doktor Lurve: well. sigh, i've read the books and heard the sermons. n i honestly feel it. the whole i want a companion thing. but cincailah. gives me time to prepare for the next time i get on that roller coaster anyway. i might still end up a crap boyfriend though haha.

Pam Song: hahaha. of course no rush lah. i also dun wanna end up with the wrong person again wat. it's normal. natural. innate. to want somebody. but to also want somebody who's perfect for us. not necessarily somebody perfect.

Che-wah. Listen to that.

"It's normal – natural, innate – to want somebody. And not to necessarily to want somebody perfect. But just to want that somebody who's perfect for us."

– Pam Song, 12 November 2008

Maybe I should start compiling these things
I say online. Be an accidental book writer someday.
Haha. Maybe. Yes, I can; yes, I can?

Crack The Shutters

Looks like it's going to be one of those nights again. Nights where work piles up and goes nowhere. Nights when it gets real quiet, but on the inside of my head, those damn sounds are just as loud as they were the last time they were there.


But it's not a discussion on never-ending work or
the funny sounds in my head that interests me tonight.

At least I don't want it to be.


Yeah, distraction. That's what I need.

Gotta find that something something to take my mind off things. Or to latch my mind onto other things. Like work. Or whatever. Either way, I gotta find that something something. Gotta find that something something. Gotta find that something something.


*twiddles thumbs*

All I need is a good song.

Artist: Snow Patrol
Song Title: Crack The Shutters

You cool your bed-warm hands
Down on the broken radiator
And when you lay them freezing on me
I mumble, "Can you wake me later?"
But I don't really want you to stop
And you know it so it doesn't stop you
You run your hands from my neck to my chest

Crack the shutters open wide, I want to bathe you in the light of day
And just watch you as the rays tangle up around your face and body
I could sit for hours finding new ways to be awed each minute
Cause the daylight seems to want you just as much as I want you

It's been minutes it's been days it's been all I will remember
Happy lost in your hair and the cold side of the pillow
Your hills and valleys are mapped by my intrepid fingers
And in a naked slumber, I dream all this again

Crack the shutters open wide, I want to bathe you in the light of day
And just watch you as the rays tangle up around your face and body
I could sit for hours finding new ways to be awed each minute
Cause the daylight seems to want you just as much as I want you

Crack the shutters open wide, I want to bathe you in the light of day
And just watch you as the rays tangle up around your face and body
I could sit for hours finding new ways to be awed each minute
Cause the daylight seems to want you just as much as I want you


would someone crack the shutters open wide for me
(For my own sanity – and privacy – there shall be no punctuations.)

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

It's A Date

"what are you doing on the 19th? i wanna book your time. make it free. i want to spend some quality time wichooooooooooo. fisnih (YES! A TYPO, BAY-BEH! IT'S SCREENSHOT TIME!) work early that dayy. say you have a wedding to go to. hahaha. coz i miss you, i wanna spend more time wichoo."

– Ah Beng, 11 November 2008


19 November 2008 is on. BS – that's Bitch & Slut, mind you – night out. Just U&ME. Just like old times. And just cos it's been too long a while since our last The Cu•bi•cle hooplah. (Yeah, last was when you used me and trashed my comp. -_-)

I see you baby, talkin' that talk. Uh uh uh.

Ahhh, I miss our meaningless conversations.

I OWE HIM: A big fat sloppyyy kissssss.

HE OWES ME: Tight tight hug that wipes the wind out of my lungsssss as he swings me around and around.

And then we'll waltz in public again like we did before. =)

Superficially Speaking, The Proposal... everything.

Like, seriously!

And this one you're about to see
– for lack of a better word – rocks.
"String" – a Zales Jewelers' Love Rocks commercial. It features
the music of Robert Francis. This original romantic ballad entitled
"Don't Forget Love" was written and sung by Robert himself.

Too bad The Husband hates the line at the end. Pfft.
Them Copywriters and their critical eye for words.

*rolls eyes*

You know, I think I should OTJ marriage proposals someday. Haven't done one for this topic. Would probably do The Other Gender a lot of good to know what a good proposal means to a marriage. (Which would then ultimately result in doing US, girls, a lot of good lah. Haha. =p) Time to let the boys see what it means to Set The Stage.

Sunday, November 09, 2008


Started my day with what I'd call the awesome-est bit of news that's found its way into my chatlogs all week. (Not that I've had much time to chat over the past few days, anyways. -_-) You see, after a 2-year Malaysia boycott, SOMEBODY's finally decided to come home. (Yes, this place is called 'home' if you've forgotten.) FINALLY!

*hops around in excitement*

Argh, I can't wait till March '09 comes a-poppin' by. Lookin' forward to a bluh-dee smashin' time alrea-deh, bay-beh!

Every Writer Needs A Thinking Cap

Here's mine, courtesy of Tim Tams.

Me, wearing Madagascar's Melman the Giraffe ears at work.

Giraffe ears – my one, true source of inspiration.
Now, let's just hope that the 4 scripts I sent off fly.

*eyes closed, fingers crossed*

p/s: Liked the ears? Go get yours today for only RMX.XX. (Sorry, guys. I have no idea how much it costs. Am waiting for you to let me know. Haha. Leave me a comment if you do!) Now available at any McDonald's Restaurant & Café near you. Do note that they're only available THIS WEEK so if you miss it, it's bye-bye giraffe ears. Don't say I didn't warn ya. Heh.


Was flipping through Tim Tam's hardcover copy of PostSecret: Extraordinary Confessions from Ordinary Lives in a desperate attempt to inspire myself, when a recent discussion of ours regarding an equally recent post I wrote – I Do? Or I Did? – came to mind.

He open my eyes to the possibility that perhaps divorce wasn't the problem I should be focusing upon. Marrying the wrong person was.

Caption says, "Back: I married someone I don't love
because I wanted to wear the dress."

"Sometimes I think my fiancé isn't THE ONE."

You know, maybe divorce isn't the problem after all. Maybe the marriage is... IF it was stepped into in a way that doomed it from the beginning lah, of course. Like marrying the wrong person for the wrong reasons. Or marrying the person you're with before you knew for sure that person was The One for you forever and ever. Maybe you did it out of obligation to your partner due to the fact that you've been together for X number of years. Or maybe you did it in an effort to silence the parentals. Or perhaps it was a marriage of convenience due to the lack of physical proximity. Or a marriage out of fear of age catching up on you. Whatever the case...

A wrong motive equals a wrong decision to step into marriage.

Hmmm. Makes sense. I agree with that argument so far, so I guess I'm willing to give it a 'maybe' for now. Thing is, I still believe that divorce shouldn't be the answer. Especially not a first-thought one. Square 5 at least! (I see advertising talk creeping in!) But then again... you never know with these things. Nothing's ever as ideal as we want it to be these days. People have their reasons. Maybe it's abuse. Or infidelity. Partners like that don't deserve to keep the people they're with, right?

Argh! What do I know?!
Am so many confuse-ness right now.


PostSecret: Extraordinary Confessions from Ordinary Lives