Stuck In My Head!

I want nobadeh, nobadeh but joo! I want nobadeh, nobadeh but joo!

Damn, got this song stuck in my head. Maybe it's the cute and catchy lyrics. Or the adorable yet sexy dance routine by the girls that has been copied and re-done to death by everyone (girls AND boys) on the net. I gotta admit, the dance moves are really quite catchy...

Original Korean version:

Debut US English version:

They do it really well, don't you think? Very fluid and synchronized. Man, they can really sway those hips =P

Must...resist...urge.....to....dance...arrrgghhh!

Earth Hour 2010

Earth Hour 2010 is scheduled on March 27, 2010 from 8:30 to 9:30 pm.

During Earth Hour, hundreds of millions of people around the world will come together to call for action on climate change by doing something quite simple; turning off their lights for one hour.

Earth Hour 2010 will continue to be a global call to action to every individual, every business and every community. A call to stand up, to show leadership and be responsible for our future. Let's do it to prove that we care for something more than ourselves!

I'll be doing it, will you?

With The Blang and Besties in KL

Just got back from KL again. I arrived on Friday night just for a short trip. The main agenda attending a friend's birthday party @ Bangsar on Sat nite. I promised her I would come for her birthday party since January. Heck, I really can't back out anymore when I clicked 'Attending' on the event invitation page in Facebook! This time, I stayed with my bestie Joe and his BF in Puchong. It's been a while since I stayed with Joe, felt nice coz I rarely get to see him these days =)

Also, I decided to meet up with the blang (blogging gang) again. So, messages were sent to respective bloggers via FB and William was appointed as my unofficial planner, and it was done. Sat kicked off at 12pm with a dim sum lunch @ Yuen Garden with William, Bear, Pikey, SK, Ichi, Joe and Joe's BF. I was rather surprised to learn the Ichi didn't mind pork. Too bad Nicky couldn't make it, so Ichi was the only new face there for me. The restaurant was filled with twinky waiters, much to the pleasure of the oogling eyes of Pikey and Ichi XD. Food was rather good and it wasn't expensive.

After lunch, Joe and BF had to make a move to settle some banking stuff and also head to the post office. So, we adjourned to a Pappa Rich nearby for more drinks and snacks. Loads of laughs, merry-making and cock-a-doodle chattery. We had so much fun, that we forgot to camwhore. So, no pics from the gathering ><. It was very warm in Pappa Rich. Too bad, the place looks pleasant but where's the air-cond? Poor Pikey had to sit with the grill and steamer behind him. His back was literally wet with sweat. But, I'm sure Bear gave him a 'bear-back' scrub in the shower after that. The cute Bear was rather rambunctious this time. The first time I met him, either he was
pretending to beshy or busy munching on the chicken Pikey was feeding him XD

We were done at 4 pm, an hour after Joe and BF finished their errands and joined us again. Joe found SK to be quite lively and entertaining. If I didn't tell him that she was William bestie, he actually thought they were a couple. A cute couple...awww ^^. Yes, it was really fun seeing you guys again. I'll holler next time I'm in KL again =)

At night, it was time to partay. Joe was gracious enough to drive me there. With the help of GPS (thank God!), we managed to locate the Bayu Angkasa condo @ Bangsar. The condo was nicely spacious and posh. Kinda jealous, when am I gonna own such a posh abode like that? T.T

Lots of good friends, new faces and great food at the party. Yes, there were lots of booze as well but the Pooh doesn't really drink. Well, maybe only a little that night =)

Me and the gorgeous birthday girl Sonia. See? This is why I hate taking upclose pics of myself. Fugly T.T

Just chillin'.

And having fun =)

Our pimptress mama-san Vivien in the middle XD

2 of my favorite ladies =)

Family portrait ^^. That's not even half the people there that night. Poor couch though =P

Almost Got Snatched!

At around 11 pm last nite, there was a blackout. The whole area went pitch dark instantly as I sat in front of my PC cursing, coz I was about to level up my Rogue in WOW (evolving into a nerd again). Went next door since I didn't know if I had any candles at my place. Shortly after, I borrowed my sister's flashlight and decided to go for a walk downstairs, just around my flat. I figured it was a good idea, since I had nothing to do and my room was rather warm (screw you El Nino!). I might as well get some exercise and fresh air. STUPID decision on my part...

Walking along the main road, I started texting my lo gong zai. Then, it happened. I was busy texting and didn't notice that a motorist approaching fast in front of me. As he whizzed past, he tried to grab my phone, but since it was really dark, that asshole probably missed and slapped it off my hand instead. In the process, he almost slapped me too, hitting me instead on the neck. I was startled, as my phone flew out of my hand and landed on the road. I looked back and cursed the damn bastard. I wasn't scared at the time, but I REALLY had half a mind to chase him down and punch his freakin' face in. But, I had to quickly pick up my phone from the middle of the road before any car ran over it and he was speeding away. Even in the dark, I could quickly make out that it was some skinny dude and for some reason, I was sure that it was an Indian guy. Don't ask me why, I just know it. Luckily for me, my phone is still intact and working fine, although one of the corners is badly scratched.

I eff-ing hate snatch thieves. The stories you read about in the papers and not to mention from those who've experienced it first hand are enough to send anyone fuming. Even mum got her necklace snatched before by an Indian guy on a motorcycle, just in the car park behind my flat! It happened only last year and she only sustained minor gashes on her neck, thank God! People get seriously injured and even die in snatch thief incidences.

I don't eff-ing care how poor or pathetic your life is, but this ain't the way to make it better. Go seek some welfare, you eff-ing losers. Or deserve to have you eff-ing face kicked in when you get caught until you choke on your own blood and DIE!

Stop Callin', Stop Callin'!

OMFG! LADY GAGA'S LATEST TELEPHONE MTV IS THE FREAKIN' MOTHER-EFFING BOMB! I'M SO EFFING EXCITED THAT I'M POSTING THIS SHIT IN CAPS!

Another superb masterpiece that can ONLY be accomplished by Lady GaGa! Bad Romance was her SICKEST MTV before this, and she eff-ing surpassed it. Heck, she even GaGa-fied Beyonce, making her even more fabulous!

THIS VIDEO SO HAWT, EXPLICIT AND EFF-ING FABULOUS. LOVE THE OUTFITS, LOVE THE SET, LOVE THE DANCE, LOVE THE ECCENTRICITY. EFF-ING FORGET IT, LOVE OF IT ALL!

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You Made Me

It's been a very looooooooooong while since I've the feeling to write a poem and when I do, I know that this bear trap is no longer bearable.

You Made Me

I feel like I am in a dream,

A dream within a dream,

Heavens so it seem,

With the beautiful sunlight beam.

I could no longer wake up,

Smitten in this world of fantasy,

Full of passion, love and mercy,

Oh, I just love you Mark.

Diabetes to the others shall it be,

Sweet is what it will be for me,

I cant believe I've found thee,

How lucky it is for me.

Marky,

You filled me with obsession,

On the very first day of your impression,

I no longer feel any depression,

I want to be your possession.

You made me bright with happiness,

You made me cry like a child,

You made me feel complete,

Like I never felt before.

You made me laugh with cheerfulness,

You made me go wild, (you know when :P)

Marky,

You made me love you so deep,

Never so I adore.

You made me,

Marky.

Cronos Renzokuzen Chaos

Copyrighted

The Day I Stopped Loving Myself

Warning: This is a LONG post.

This is a blog entry by a fellow blogger who bravely revealed one of the darkest episodes of his life. I felt that it was deeply moving and really wanted to re-post it here to share with all of you.

The night was still. It was quiet except for the sound of my own breathing. The rope was around my neck. I let it caress my neck and it tightened into a loop. I wanted to die by asphyxiation, suffocating myself to death. They say right before you die, your life flashes before your eyes. It is true. At the age of seventeen, my whole life flashed before my eyes. It wasn’t my entire life from childhood to present but the thing that mattered most to me. I guess I never knew how important that matter was in my young mind until that very day. Right before I tried to kill myself, images of my family started flashing in my mind. And I felt this deep, intense love inside my heart. A love that was stronger than the desire to end my life at that very moment. I thought of my family, especially my mother, the one I was closest to. I couldn’t let go of them even though I had decided to let go of my own life. There was this heaviness in my heart, making me not wanting to leave them. I thought I wanted to leave this world behind. But I didn’t want to leave them behind. I couldn’t.

I took my head out of the loop and started gasping for air. Then I burst into tears. I never cried so hard in my life. I cried until my nose become blocked and started to run with secretions. I cried until I couldn’t see from all the tears. I cried till there was a puddle of water on the pillow. I stifled my cries with the pillow so my sleeping family members would not hear. I cried until exhaustion kicked in and fell into sleep.

I woke up to the bright morning sun the next day. Like the rays of sunshine penetrating my room, I felt that my life has changed and I wanted to start anew. I pretended nothing was wrong. I thought my eyes were puffy but I didn’t think my parents noticed. I haven’t eaten for days and my parents were just glad I was going to the kitchen for some breakfast. I had been depressed for months but the past few days have been the lowest point in my life, before spiraling into the night of my suicidal attempt. I became as dark as the December storm, unlike my usual sunny self.

Last night, after my suicide attempt, I realized that there was more to life. I need to be more responsible to myself and the people around me. Dying will not solve the problem. Most importantly, I love my father, mother, brother and sister too much to leave them. I finished my breakfast alone, quietly. I was starving, from my many days of self-imposed ‘fasting’.

I heard a sound as I went upstairs to my bedroom. I started running to my room as fast as I can. “No, NO, NO,” I screamed inside my head as thoughts went through my mind. I did not lock the door and someone must have went in and saw something they should not see.

It was mom. She was crying uncontrollably. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. Her eyes were red. She looked at me and asked, “WHY? WHY?”

When I saw her cried, I started crying too. I felt defeated and just sank to the ground. My knees turned weak. She had searched through my room as I was having breakfast in the kitchen. I should’ve locked the room. I thought I hid everything. How could I be so careless?

She found my suicide notes hidden under the mattress. She just asked why and kept crying. I cried too. I saw the anger in her eyes. I saw the disappointment in her eyes. I saw the sadness in her eyes. I didn’t know what to say. I disappointed her as her favourite child. I was the strongest in her eyes. The brightest one. And yet, now, I felt like I am the most worthless.

I felt helpless as I continued to look at her crying. Seeing your mother cry while discovering your darkest secret will break even the strongest heart. She discovered and read all the little pieces of suicide notes I left for them had I successfully killed myself last night.

Both my mom and I could barely speak as our voices were choked by tears and emotions. Time seemed to stopped and we just stood there crying, and looking at each other. I hugged her and told her I am sorry. Told her that I love her. She hugged me back, still crying, but did not say anything.

Until this day, my mom doesn’t quite know the reason I attempted suicide. She thought I was broken hearted over breaking up with a girl. We never talked about this dark day that happened in our lives. It was something we try to avoid. My suicide attempt occurred during Chinese New Year. For the next few years, Chinese New Year was never the same again. Sometimes, when I am alone with her, she would casually bring this up and ask me what happened that day without specifically pointing to the incident. We both knew which event she was referring to but I always brushed it off and changed the subject. When she sensed a change in emotion, with the air suddenly tensed, she would stop pursuing the matter, and become quiet.

The real reason I wanted to die was because I could not accept my own sexuality. Sometimes, you know about it all your life, since childhood. But at 17, reality suddenly hits and I understand how being different is not a good thing. My mother would never accept me for who I am. Society would not accept people like me. I thought I was a freak. A mistake of God. I was abnormal. I had perverted desires. I had no reason to live on this earth as a freak. I took some time to accept myself. Thanks to the resources from the Internet on sexuality and my ex, whom I eventually found love. I thought I was going to be happy again. Little did I know, accepting my sexuality was only the beginning of a journey. One that would not be easy.

We've all been there. In our younger days, we've been brainwashed by those around us to think that our very existence is an abomination, that of sin incarnate. In our own innocence and ignorance, we've been led to believe that everything about our sexuality is wrong, a perversion frown upon by our Maker, a mental disease that needs to be cure, or whatever narrow-minded, erred perception that society will impose. We've been told that we've made the wrong 'choice' and if we don't change our ways, we're destined for fire and brimstone in the afterlife. We've been told so many things that would break our spirit, spawn self-loathing, and perpetually confuse our minds. All because of ignorant, yet pernicious perceptions imposed by those who think they know it all, making it so difficult to accept ourselves for who we are.

As we progress in life, we face further discrimination for being who we are, either directly or otherwise. We're constantly in fear that people will turn their backs on us when they find out, especially the ones whom we love and cherish the most. Most of the time, we have to put on a social mask just to blend in, depending on the crowd and situation. We face overwhelming pressure to conform to the norms of the sexual majority.

All of us have doubts, insecurities and fear that plague us. At some point in our life, we may be tempted to choose the 'easy' way out. A thought is just a thought unless translated into action. Let it be a fleeting one and never re-visit that thought again. However hard and bleak it may seem, hope never dies. Our lives are a gift, regardless how crappy it is sometimes. We are as God made us, and when the world turns against us, He will always love us. I truly believe that our actions and heart which governs those actions, are the things that MATTER THE MOST. Not your age, the color of your skin, your sexuality etc.

I'm very glad that you didn't become another Bobby. The love you had within saved you, making you take a step back from an untimely end. Death is never the answer.

Too Fast, Too Furious?

Being in a relationship after only 3 weeks of dating, we both have to admit that it was really fast. Usually I'd take pre-cautions and take more time to assess if I want that someone to be my BF, but lately I've come to the conclusion that it's situational and very dependent on who that person is.

I've been in a few of bad relationships before to smarten up and know that jumping the gun can possibly be as suicidal as attempting to stop a rampaging rhino with your bare hands. All the drama aside, we really like each other and it feels right when we're together. It didn't take much time for me to understand quite a lot about WO. So much so that I don't feel any sense of mistrust towards him. In fact, he can be like an open book sometimes, letting me read him effortlessly =P.

Hehe, WO thinks I'm EVIL coz I understand him that much and know when and how to pamper/manja/pujuk him. I can't help it. That's how I roll. Perhaps sometimes it's just best to go with the flow. At other times, it's better to tread cautiously. In more ways than one, his personality suits me really well and we share quite a few similarities. Like I said, purely situational and individual dependent ^^.

On another note, WO has been reading my blog and getting jealous when he reads about my previous flames. So cute and adorable when he does, coz I get to pujuk him back XD

Wanna cubit him sometimes...XD

23 Random Facts About The Pooh!

Thanks to Calvin, I was tagged by him to write out 23 random facts about myself. So, I'm just writing anything that comes to my head. This post is LONG overdue, couldn't really think of what to write. But, I managed to get it done, so here it goes:

1. The first place I look at when I stay somewhere, be it a hotel or someone's home, is the bathroom/toilet. It must be both clean and well-equipped. The place where I clean and relieve myself CANNOT be dirty. In other words, I ABSOLUTELY LOATHE dirty toilets and bathrooms.

2. I think I have a bathroom fetish. It can feel incredibly erotic sometimes. I guess it started when I first visited the men's changing/locker room at a local swimming club as a teenager. The place has NO doors and you could see EVERYTHING, macam buffet. I hadn't gotten into the water yet and my trunks were already 'wet'. OOPS!

3. I'd rather live in a place with a colder climate than a hot one.

4. If I had all the money in the world, I'd love to sample all the gourmet chocolates, cheeses and coffee that I can get my hands on.

5. I'm addicted to caffeine. Can't go a day without my java.

6. I'm a foodie and fitness enthusiast. I love my food and need to watch my figure. So, both sides wage a war within me when temptations appear. Luckily, the fitness side wins most of the time.

7. Being an engineer was not my choice of profession. My first choice was to be a vet, but there weren't any good local veterinarian education facilities at the time. Couldn't afford to study overseas for it.

8. I still don't have a passport. Out of budget lately. Doesn't mean I'm broke all the time, just means I'm forcing myself to save more for the future ^^.

9. I'm an very emotional person and love/need to express myself. Since I'm kinda artistically retarded, I express myself in words, both written and verbal, instead.

10. I think good communication is absolutely crucial, sexy and turns me on.

11. I still have the bad habit of being late ><.

12. Between a dream house or car, it'll ALWAYS be a house. It's just a more practical decision for me. I don't understand why people would buy a nice car first instead. I wouldn't wanna live in a car if I go broke some day (touch wood). Plus, it's easier to lose a car than a house.

13. I have a small scar on one of my butt cheeks. When I was a kid, while holding the top of their swing that was located right next to the fence (the ones with wires), I swung from my side of the house to theirs. Didn't gauge that one of the pointy poles of the fence was too high and next thing I knew, stitches on my ass.

14. One of my favorite comfort foods of all time is ice-cream. It's my kryptonite T.T

15. I can't stand the taste AND texture of liver. Yucks!

16. I absolutely love fruits. They are like nature's candy and loaded with vitamins, minerals, antioxidants, fiber and water. Plus, they won't make you fat. Well, unless you eat like 30 bananas every day...

17. The gym is like my 2nd home. I can't live without it. If I'm moving to a new place, I need to make sure there's one nearby. Yes, it's that bad.

18. Once, something fell on my neck, crawled into my shirt, went down my pants (outside, thank God) and crawled down to my feet. It was a big fat, full-grown cockroach. The disgusting smelly bastard was freakin' fast. I HATE cockroaches! Not just because they are filthy as hell, but also because they STINK! I simply cannot stand the bitter, acrid smell they emit. If I happen to see one at home, it will not live past the next 5 minutes.

19. I love watching TV programs/shows about the world such as wildlife, nature, cultures, travel and good food. Hence, my favorite channels on Astro are usually National Geographic, Discovery, Travel & Living etc.

20. I always need a blanket and something to hug when I sleep. Lose the blanket if it's hot as hell though.

21. I used to shave my legs. NOT because I'm vain but I had to apply medication for eczema on my legs a couple of years ago, which appears after I take a hot shower and it is really itchy. I can't do that when there's a lot of hair, can I?

22. Most of you may already know this but I'm kinda a traitorous Chinese. I'm a banana (well, mostly), absolute adore the English language (my best language too) and love most things Western. Don't get me wrong, I DON'T hate the Asian culture. I do find them fascinating and they are my heritage after all. Apart from the English language, I'm just drawn to the sophistication, flexibility, openness and more liberal aspect of the Western culture, that's all.

23. I'm an all around nice guy. At least that's what most people tell me. My friends have never really seen me really angry or go around pissing people off before. I always opt for doing the right, sensible thing. I think that I'm so boring sometimes, being so nice all the time. Sometimes, I secretly wish I were a bad boy instead =P

I'm tagging the following people to write 23 random facts about themselves.

1. Bravebear
2. Pikey
3. Cookiedonut
4. Zemien

We're Attached

It's official, after spending time together for about 3 weeks, we're attached. And why wouldn't we be when we adore each other so much? I dare say that I've never been so smitten, but I suspect WO is more smitten than I am ^^

Wish us luck and lots of love. Ok, scratch the last part. We can handle that one. Mwahahaha!~

Someone said that I'm borderline paedo after seeing WO's profile on FB T.T

So, I'm just gonna clear the air and say that WO is of LEGAL age for any sort 'horizontal tango' in the bedroom
or car. He's 20 this year.....and I feel OLD just by saying that T.T

I know it shouldn't matter, so I'll just block that out and concentrate on making the both of us happy for as long as I can =)

Looks like throwing those 2 shiploads of oranges into the ocean on Chap Goh Mei (according to Zemien) worked after all. Got attached the day after. Kiong hee kiong hee. LOL, Kidding!~

I love you dear, MUUUUUUUUUUUUUAKS~