I'm still thrilled and excited over what happened yesterday that I really dunno where to start!
I haven't been spending time, catching up on pre-season news, especially when World Cup was on, so I really didn't know Burnley is in Singapore for a pre-season tour. I needed a break from work (I think it was either lunch time or that I was OT-ing) so I decided to head downstairs to buy some munch munch and get TNP.
While reading the paper, there was an interview with Brian Laws, Chris Eagles and another ex-Man Utd youngster Richard Eckersley. In Eckersley's interivew, the phrase "Eckersley told TNP after the team's training session at the Singapore Cricket Club yesterday" rang alarm bells. Then, I re-looked at the entire 2-page article and realized that 4 different TNP staff covered it. The next thought was, even if there was a SCC in England, how can it be possible that they sent 4 people over to cover it? I then flipped over to the last page where sporting events are listed. It was then set in stone that Burnley is indeed in Singapore for a pre-season tour.
Immediately I called the bf, and I was crying when I was telling him to go get tickets. The tickets were being sold during working hours and I was afraid they will be sold out if we waited till match day to get them.
So there I was yesterday, at Jalan Besar Stadium, watching Eagles play a whole 90 minutes and scoring a goal from a free kick. But before the match even started, I was already trembling with excitement and happiness. Before the match started, the players were in line, getting ready to come out from the tunnel. I went to the staircase which was right beside the tunnel. There I saw, Chris Eagles, standing right in front me.
So close but yet so far, the blardi railings separated us. But Thank God for the railings, for I might have been booted out of the stadium or even have to spend time at a police station... I quickly snapped some photos, ran back to my seat a few steps way and grabbed a marker and sketch book out. Holding the marker and sketch book, I put my hands through the railings and called out to him to help me sign an autograph. Guess what?! I got it!!!!!!
He signed while I held on to the book, and while handing me back the marker, he smiled at me!!! This image will be forever etched in my memory!
I really don't care if he thinks I'm a crazy fangirl... Cos really no words can explain how ecstatic I was! For 6 years, I've been supporting him. I've been a Chris Eagles supporter since he was just a virtually unknown Man Utd youngster back in 2004, when I saw him play during a telecast of the Man Utd's US pre-season tour back then. I don't live in the same part of the world with him, and there are only 2 ways I can get to see him up close, fly to England or hope he travels here. And now that he is indeed here, one of my biggest dreams, that's to watch him play and get his autograph, has been fulfilled.
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Sunday, July 25, 2010
Eagles Fly In To Singapore!!!
Sunday, June 27, 2010
After 8 FUCKING LONG Years...
坚持是对的,改变是对的,爱唱歌是对的!(Loosely translated: Persevering is right, change is right, love singing is right!)
I can't agree more. 8 years is too fucking long a drought. 8 years of nominations and not getting anything is just too much to bear for me. For 8 years, I see her clapping her hands and cheering for others, but I feel as though my heart's being stabbed.
There was a year when almost everyone thought she was a shoo-in for Best Mandarin Female Vocalist. To the point where when the nominees are all announced and the award presenter was delivering the "the-winner-is" part of the announcement, some were pointing at her and her fellow nominees for the same category were looking at her. But she did not get it.
Last year, she finally managed to do her own thing. Producing, writing, choosing, singing and dealing in every single aspect, she showed us the inner-most side of her and the real her - a little emo, a little wild, a little rocker, a little ah lian in-a-way. Being a fan for 14 years, I think that this is her best album of date. Imagine my joy when I found out that the album had 10 nominations in the Mandarin categories : Best Song of The Year, Best Album, Best Music Video, Best Composer, Best Lyricist (2 nominations for this), Best Arrangement, Best Female Vocalist, Best Producer and Best Album Packaging.
For 8 years, I shed tears, tears of sadness. Today, these tears were of tears of joy! To me, these belated birthday pressies will be the most treasured. The album scored the following wins: Best Song of The Year, Best Album, Best Lyricist, Best Arrangement, Best Female Vocalist and Best Producer.
My beloved Zhang Hui Mei 張惠妹 aka A*Mei 阿妹 aka A-Mit 阿密特, your hard work and effort finally paid off! 坚持是对的,改变是对的,爱唱歌是对的!!!!!!!!!
I can't agree more. 8 years is too fucking long a drought. 8 years of nominations and not getting anything is just too much to bear for me. For 8 years, I see her clapping her hands and cheering for others, but I feel as though my heart's being stabbed.
There was a year when almost everyone thought she was a shoo-in for Best Mandarin Female Vocalist. To the point where when the nominees are all announced and the award presenter was delivering the "the-winner-is" part of the announcement, some were pointing at her and her fellow nominees for the same category were looking at her. But she did not get it.
Last year, she finally managed to do her own thing. Producing, writing, choosing, singing and dealing in every single aspect, she showed us the inner-most side of her and the real her - a little emo, a little wild, a little rocker, a little ah lian in-a-way. Being a fan for 14 years, I think that this is her best album of date. Imagine my joy when I found out that the album had 10 nominations in the Mandarin categories : Best Song of The Year, Best Album, Best Music Video, Best Composer, Best Lyricist (2 nominations for this), Best Arrangement, Best Female Vocalist, Best Producer and Best Album Packaging.
For 8 years, I shed tears, tears of sadness. Today, these tears were of tears of joy! To me, these belated birthday pressies will be the most treasured. The album scored the following wins: Best Song of The Year, Best Album, Best Lyricist, Best Arrangement, Best Female Vocalist and Best Producer.
My beloved Zhang Hui Mei 張惠妹 aka A*Mei 阿妹 aka A-Mit 阿密特, your hard work and effort finally paid off! 坚持是对的,改变是对的,爱唱歌是对的!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
World Cup Fever
I am a SUPER DUPER UBER HUGE soccer fan. I don't play the game, but I do suffer from withdrawal symptoms during off-season periods. Well, there are soccer matches all year round, but I prefer to not bore myself with some and keep myself entertained with BPL and games that matches up or are even better in entertainment value.
Thanks goodness, every 2 years, there's either Euro and World Cup that provides super entertaining games. And then, you have the "smaller" tournaments like the Confed Cup...
This year, I have World Cup as my antidote. And I really do not care if I screw up my internal bio clock to catch games at 2.30am. But when I do that, the game better reward me in some way. hahaha...
Right now, it's Brazil vs North Korea. Brazil keeps attacking, but can't finish. North Korea, I'm kinda amazed by their good defending so far. But, it's one of those games which I would describe as "fustrating", just like Japan's game with Cameroon yesterday...
I wana see some more freaking goals please................. 1-0 is just not enough lah.............
Thanks goodness, every 2 years, there's either Euro and World Cup that provides super entertaining games. And then, you have the "smaller" tournaments like the Confed Cup...
This year, I have World Cup as my antidote. And I really do not care if I screw up my internal bio clock to catch games at 2.30am. But when I do that, the game better reward me in some way. hahaha...
Right now, it's Brazil vs North Korea. Brazil keeps attacking, but can't finish. North Korea, I'm kinda amazed by their good defending so far. But, it's one of those games which I would describe as "fustrating", just like Japan's game with Cameroon yesterday...
I wana see some more freaking goals please................. 1-0 is just not enough lah.............
Monday, May 17, 2010
WORST Flu EVER
Usually when I catch the flu bug, it's fever for a night, running and/or blocked nose and maybe a little pricky throat or a slight cough. But the max period I've suffered these symptoms, prob about 2 weeks and it doesn't incapacitate me in any way.
Who knows what the hellish kinda flu bug I've gotten this time around. Apparently there is a flu bug going roung and it's just my luck I guess that I've gotten it.
It all started last Tuesday night...
I was making my way home from work and I felt weird... One moment, my body felt like it was burning, the other, it was just so damn cold. And so I thought, it's going to be the normal flu, I'll sleep off the fever and have loads of tissue with me. And I thought wrongly...
I woke up at about 2+, 3am (can't remember the exact time) and my mouth was SUPER DRY and my body was BURNING. I got up and slowly made my way to the kitchen to get some water. I was toying with the idea of waking the bf up to accompany me to the doc but was still thinking that the fever would be gone in a few hours time.
And again, I thought wrongly... I opened my eyes and I couldn't get up. My body was burning and aching, my head was spinning and my throat was hurting. I smsed my boss and HR, and the bf, telling him i needed someone to accompany me to c a doc. A light sleeper as he is, he called back immediately, came over and brought me to the doc.
From pulling myself to the toilet to bathe, walking down to get a cab, and while waiting to c the doc, the fever has already proved that it can drive me REALLY MAD, alternating me between really cold and really hot, sweating moments.
And so, doc sent me home with 2 days MC, antibiotics, some relaxant (apparently for my fever and aches), gargle and cough syrup.
I'm not a very strong believer of medication, so I chucked the cough syrup aside, and dutifully took the antibiotics and relaxant. My fever NEVER went down, ok, maybe dropped a little during the day, but always came back in the night. And I went to work on Friday zombified. If the medication's working, my fever should have subsided right?!?!
The bf went online, did a little checking and *tada* a side effect of the antibiotics was fever... HA! No wonder my fever didn't go down at all!
So I was off antibiotics and the only medication I took Friday nite was the relaxant.
Saturday morning I woke up, no fever. So I thought the worse was over. Again, I thought wrongly. After lunch, the fever started creeping back into me again. FUCK IT! NON of the fucking meds are working at all for me! I had to endure feeling the fever creeping into me becos doc specifically said since I'm taking the relaxant, I can't take panadol and I have to wait till there's not much of the relaxant left in me before I can actually take panadol to bring my temperature down.
Saturday night, I took 2 panadol cold, and slept. Woke up on Sunday, feeling a little weak, but no more fever. Took another after lunch as a booster measure and *tada* I'm fever free.
Not that I'm encouraging anyone to not listen to the doc and self-medicate, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
And so, today was the day I felt kinda normal after the roller coaster ride the past 5 days. I only enjoyed that normality for less than 5 freaking hours. I threw up twice before lunch and saw the company doc after lunch. He said I was at the "tail-end" of stomach flu. I don't see the "tail-end" cos I only started throwing up TODAY! He gave me a day's MC and I went home. And so I thought maybe I won't throw the 3rd time.
Yet again, I thought wrongly. Thank goodness I grabbed some plastic bags when I was going home. Guess where I threw up? When the lift door opened and while I was walking to the door and unlocking it. There I was, one hand cupping the bag to my mouth to collect my vomit, the other, unlocking the gate and door to let myself in.
I vomitted my entire lunch, which wasn't much in fact. From the yong tau foo stall - half a beancurd, some stalks of vegetables, a slice of radish. See, I didn't even finish my lunch. After letting myself in, I had to sit on the sofa to continue vomitting.
Dinner's over. I've taken the new meds company doc gave me. Nope, no sign of throwing thus far. And I hope it remains. Give me the running nose and terrible cough anytime, but keep the fucking fever and vomitting away from me. No, keep the FUCKING flu bug away from me!
Who knows what the hellish kinda flu bug I've gotten this time around. Apparently there is a flu bug going roung and it's just my luck I guess that I've gotten it.
It all started last Tuesday night...
I was making my way home from work and I felt weird... One moment, my body felt like it was burning, the other, it was just so damn cold. And so I thought, it's going to be the normal flu, I'll sleep off the fever and have loads of tissue with me. And I thought wrongly...
I woke up at about 2+, 3am (can't remember the exact time) and my mouth was SUPER DRY and my body was BURNING. I got up and slowly made my way to the kitchen to get some water. I was toying with the idea of waking the bf up to accompany me to the doc but was still thinking that the fever would be gone in a few hours time.
And again, I thought wrongly... I opened my eyes and I couldn't get up. My body was burning and aching, my head was spinning and my throat was hurting. I smsed my boss and HR, and the bf, telling him i needed someone to accompany me to c a doc. A light sleeper as he is, he called back immediately, came over and brought me to the doc.
From pulling myself to the toilet to bathe, walking down to get a cab, and while waiting to c the doc, the fever has already proved that it can drive me REALLY MAD, alternating me between really cold and really hot, sweating moments.
And so, doc sent me home with 2 days MC, antibiotics, some relaxant (apparently for my fever and aches), gargle and cough syrup.
I'm not a very strong believer of medication, so I chucked the cough syrup aside, and dutifully took the antibiotics and relaxant. My fever NEVER went down, ok, maybe dropped a little during the day, but always came back in the night. And I went to work on Friday zombified. If the medication's working, my fever should have subsided right?!?!
The bf went online, did a little checking and *tada* a side effect of the antibiotics was fever... HA! No wonder my fever didn't go down at all!
So I was off antibiotics and the only medication I took Friday nite was the relaxant.
Saturday morning I woke up, no fever. So I thought the worse was over. Again, I thought wrongly. After lunch, the fever started creeping back into me again. FUCK IT! NON of the fucking meds are working at all for me! I had to endure feeling the fever creeping into me becos doc specifically said since I'm taking the relaxant, I can't take panadol and I have to wait till there's not much of the relaxant left in me before I can actually take panadol to bring my temperature down.
Saturday night, I took 2 panadol cold, and slept. Woke up on Sunday, feeling a little weak, but no more fever. Took another after lunch as a booster measure and *tada* I'm fever free.
Not that I'm encouraging anyone to not listen to the doc and self-medicate, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
And so, today was the day I felt kinda normal after the roller coaster ride the past 5 days. I only enjoyed that normality for less than 5 freaking hours. I threw up twice before lunch and saw the company doc after lunch. He said I was at the "tail-end" of stomach flu. I don't see the "tail-end" cos I only started throwing up TODAY! He gave me a day's MC and I went home. And so I thought maybe I won't throw the 3rd time.
Yet again, I thought wrongly. Thank goodness I grabbed some plastic bags when I was going home. Guess where I threw up? When the lift door opened and while I was walking to the door and unlocking it. There I was, one hand cupping the bag to my mouth to collect my vomit, the other, unlocking the gate and door to let myself in.
I vomitted my entire lunch, which wasn't much in fact. From the yong tau foo stall - half a beancurd, some stalks of vegetables, a slice of radish. See, I didn't even finish my lunch. After letting myself in, I had to sit on the sofa to continue vomitting.
Dinner's over. I've taken the new meds company doc gave me. Nope, no sign of throwing thus far. And I hope it remains. Give me the running nose and terrible cough anytime, but keep the fucking fever and vomitting away from me. No, keep the FUCKING flu bug away from me!
Thursday, March 25, 2010
My Voice
Well, some of you may not have heard me talk yet... And seriously, if you do not like my voice, neither do I... But, I was born with it and I have to live with it. Unless moolah drops from the sky and I'm able to go under the knife to do something to it...
Here's what happened the other day...
A colleague brought his amp to the office, because we had our annual staff party, hooked up a mic to it and got me to mic test. There I was, yabbah yabbah into the mic, and I really cringed. I told them I can't stand hearing my voice cos it's SUPER whiny though I have no intention to whine.
Then they laugh...
I'm irritated not because of the laughing and what not. Because as normally as I try to speak without whining, I still sound as if I'm whining! And sometimes I feel that because of the pitch and tone of my voice, no one takes me really seriously and would always brush my comments off as whining... When in actual fact, I'm NOT whining...
Back to what happened the other day...
And so, a few moments passed and there I was at the processing area, obviously doing something... As we had stock take earlier in the morning, some colleagues who were working morning shift could go home a little earlier. But because we had the staff party in the night, some decided not to go as it was a blardi long day for them.
So, one of them was just about to go home and I started to really whine and asked this fella to go. Then we started to joke, saying I whine to "wrong target" cos this guy is gay. Then Boss and I brought up what happened in the office a little earlier, and there I was, saying that I have a permanently whiny voice.
Back in Poly, a lecturer and some friends told me that if I want people to take me seriously, I have to stop whining. But I really can't help having such a pitch and tone...
Something just set me thinking... Are there cheaper and less invasive alternatives to "tune" my voice? Say vocal lessons or something? If anyone knows, please drop me an email or a comment on this post or the tagboard on your right. Help and suggestions much appreciated. Thanks in advanced!
Here's what happened the other day...
A colleague brought his amp to the office, because we had our annual staff party, hooked up a mic to it and got me to mic test. There I was, yabbah yabbah into the mic, and I really cringed. I told them I can't stand hearing my voice cos it's SUPER whiny though I have no intention to whine.
Then they laugh...
I'm irritated not because of the laughing and what not. Because as normally as I try to speak without whining, I still sound as if I'm whining! And sometimes I feel that because of the pitch and tone of my voice, no one takes me really seriously and would always brush my comments off as whining... When in actual fact, I'm NOT whining...
Back to what happened the other day...
And so, a few moments passed and there I was at the processing area, obviously doing something... As we had stock take earlier in the morning, some colleagues who were working morning shift could go home a little earlier. But because we had the staff party in the night, some decided not to go as it was a blardi long day for them.
So, one of them was just about to go home and I started to really whine and asked this fella to go. Then we started to joke, saying I whine to "wrong target" cos this guy is gay. Then Boss and I brought up what happened in the office a little earlier, and there I was, saying that I have a permanently whiny voice.
Back in Poly, a lecturer and some friends told me that if I want people to take me seriously, I have to stop whining. But I really can't help having such a pitch and tone...
Something just set me thinking... Are there cheaper and less invasive alternatives to "tune" my voice? Say vocal lessons or something? If anyone knows, please drop me an email or a comment on this post or the tagboard on your right. Help and suggestions much appreciated. Thanks in advanced!
Monday, March 01, 2010
Sick & Whiny
Sometimes when I'm sick, on MC, and in need of a fucking good sleep and rest, things just fucking happen...
- Woke up in the middle of the nite so many blardi times
- Automaticaly woke up at 7+ when I've already switched off all my alarm clocks
- Woke up again at 9+ with all the loud banging ping-biang-bing-piang noises coming from construction downstairs and somewhere right above my own blardi room.
- Woke up again at 11+ with the phone ringing non-stop!
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
- Woke up in the middle of the nite so many blardi times
- Automaticaly woke up at 7+ when I've already switched off all my alarm clocks
- Woke up again at 9+ with all the loud banging ping-biang-bing-piang noises coming from construction downstairs and somewhere right above my own blardi room.
- Woke up again at 11+ with the phone ringing non-stop!
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
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