my engagement

my engagement
23122007

As u can see, it's not really the hush2x affair that I've always wanted. Apparently, my mum have other ideas, much the the chagrin of the rest of my family.

Despite the fact that I was still doing marketing at Geylang with her on the big day itself (till 11+am!) and running around like a headless chicken the days before, I'm glad all went well.

Many many thanks to all those who made it possible and to both my Paternal & Maternal cousins, Thank You soooo much for being there for/with me!

Those who contribute to the goodie trays, thank you! In fact the only thing from me is the cake itself. Just that. The rest are contributions.

Many thanks also to Tini & her sis, Kak Yani for doing my face & hair. And also to Jeemee, my collegue cum photographer. The shots are fabulous!

And yes, my fiance (gosh, it's still weird to call him tat) came by in the evening, to many cat-calls from my relatives, who stayed back to see him. And not to mention my pals, who hung around just so they can have a glimpse of him.

My bro was the one who put on his ring (albeit on the wrong hand). The 'abang-ipar' (elder bro-in-law) who is younger than he is.. heheh...

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PS: For privacy reasons, I dun really upload pics of ppl taken with me. Pls email or SMS me to request. Thank you!

the tow truck

i get to ride in a tow truck!

coolness!

But then again, getting to ride in it means 2 things.

Either I befriend a tow truck driver or that my car broke down.

Apparently, it's the latter. And where were we when it happened?

In J.B.

With a full load. Passengers max out at 5 persons and grocery shopping maxed it out even further.

Grrrreat...!

Maybe things happen for a reason. The seamstress screwed up on one of my dresses so we came back to Komtar before going back to S'pore.

I can't imagine this happening when I was already at the customs.

And that's when I realised that my windscreen fogged up badly. From THE INSIDE. Which means the front of my car was hot. VERY hot. So much so that it almost sizzled when the rain drops fell on it.

I looked at the temperature meter. It suddenly cross my mind to look at it. It was wayyy above 'H'. Hot damn (pun intended)!

I parked my car at one of the VIP lots. The security came over to tell me to go but I told her in an urgent tone, "Can you let me stay here awhile? Something's wrong with my car."

As luck would have it, there was a group of contractors finishing up on their work nearby (the building was under renovation).

I popped my hood but I was so panicked I fumbled, while trying to pull it open. The smoke was already wafting out the sides.

Maybe that was what caught one of the guys' attention. That or the fact that there's a girl in distress. Heh.

As he came over, all streotyped thoughts of "cheeky M'sian guys" went out the window and I told him my problem.

He opened my hood and remarked, "Wah, you car is seriously overheated. We need to pour water into the radiator. But not now. It's too hot. Let's keep the hood open and let it cool off."

Thank goodness it was drizzling then. That'll make the cooling process faster.

Somehow, I remembered that just this morning, we had forgotten to temporarily place our car-products in my aunt's place and they kinda take up space in the boot.

THANK GOODNESS they're still there cos' I frantically rummaged through the groceries and manage to dig out this huge bottle of coolant. PHEW!

I used to think that the bottle seemed a little "extra-sized" for a coolant but I guess it does come in handy after all.

That guy came over with a handful of newspapers. He was already wearing a thick glove then. And he attempted to open the radiator cap. His friends warned him of the hot water that may sprout out.

Thankfully that didn't happen. He asked for water. We gave him the big bottle that we kept in the boot for cleaning purposes. Then I asked if he want coolant. He nodded so I passed him the bottle.

He balked at the size of the bottle and remarked, "Wah, macam tahu aje..?" (Wah, it seems that you know this might happen?)

His frens soon finished with their work and came over. There must be like 6-7 guys standing around the hood, helping to fill in the water and coolant.

Meanwhile, I was on the line, frantically describing the whole situation to my father and my panicky mother was quick to put the blame on me because I had driven into a sandbag that morning.

That sandbag had looked so innoucuous!

Then we also called my aunt, whose house we came back from, to send her hubby over to maybe send us back to S'pore. Next, I called the insurance company, asking for a tow truck. Then I called the tow truck company.

Then the guys looked under the engine one of them remarked that there was water dripping. One of them said that there might be a leak. I stopped my conversation with my dad.

My mum was already raising her voice at me. "See I told you it's because you hit that sandbag. Maybe it wasn't 'just sand' in there. That's why it caused that leak."

She almost drive me crazy with the blaming game. She's good at doing that. Really!

Then one of the guys said that he had poured water over the radiator to cool it down. Maybe that's where the water dripped from. The one of them wisely said that if the dripping water had coolant in it, then MAYBE there's a leak.

Made sense, there. So they looked. After 5 mins, they agreed that it wasn't a leak after all. Then... "Eh wait, there's coolant ah!" Shit!

So my mum was right. I hit that sandbag which eventually caused a leak.....

"Eh, no la, the coolant overflowed! No leak!"

Phew!

One of them asked for the car keys and then he asked me to start the car cos' his hands were all blackened. The temperature meter was back at the normal level.

Then he revved the engine. Still ok. So he said, "I think it should be ok, now."

Then, one of the guys standing at the hood said, "Eh wait! Something's not right. Press the gas again!"

He did. The same guy said out, "The radiator fan's not moving!" Aww... Shucks!

One guy put his finger where the fan is. "Maybe it's stuck, it's definitely not spinning just now."

Then their company van arrived. "I'm sorry, ladyl. But I think it's best that you dun drive it. It's too dangerous. Later your engine might fail." He gave me the number of a nearby mechanic but the mechanics have already left when I called.

The whole bunch of us can't thank them enough. My mum offered to give them some cash but they won't accept it.

Meanwhile, I was back on the line with the tow-truck company. They were hesitant to pick my car up from across the causeway so the lady on the line discussed with the mechanic, who told her that I can slowly attempt to drive across and call them once I'm already in S'pore.

It's not practical to call them over and it's gonna be very expensive.

We decide to wait for my uncle to come by since we've already called him over. Maybe we can get a 2nd opinion as to what I can do. He was a tad late, though.

When he finally arrived and accessed the situation, he had sincerely offered to send us across, but I don't want to leave my car behind and it's too much of a hassle for him.

He said it had happened to him before and he kept on driving. The issue is, I need to watch the temperature meter. The engine mustn't get too hot or else I have to stop the car and let it cool down before moving on again. That might be possible had I have to travel down the highway with nary a traffic.

The problem is, I'm (><) close to the customs. My uncle had said that there ain't a jam. Cos' if there is, the traffic build up would have reached where we were then. I will have a HUGE problem if there's a jam.

As I drive off, the temperature remained at the normal level. As we approached the customs, it rose a weeny bit. Upon approaching the customs, we saw what was ahead. A jam was starting. And reacting similarly, was the temperature meter. It started going up too....

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Okay, that's was a pretty loong entry and I'm still not done yet. Felt like I was writing a short story.

Didn't mean to bore you but I just want to let it out of my system and I want a record of the first time my car broke down. And I have to be THE ONE going through it. Across the causeway, no less.

So what happened after the temperature went up...?

Tell you tomorrow. Ok, nites!

that saturday pt 1

that saturday pt. 1

That Tattooist is a pretty boring movie, eh?

I tot' he had chosen the movie because of its "action" label. Then I realised that this is a horror movie. Okayy...

It doesn't take long for me to realise that he watched this movie because it was a part-kiwi movie. Wait, it's 80% Kiwi, if you ask me.

He's sooo into the Kiwi culture. No thanks to his rugby days.

Well, at least I can convince him to save up for a trip to New Zealand! So what if he's there to do the Hakka dance with the Maoris. I'm gonna get my bungy, white-water rafting and zorb ball. Yeah, I think a plan is in hand....

Oklah, back to the said movie. The little bit of patriotism left in me brought on this slight tingle on seeing that the movie starts in Singapore. Almost felt like an STB ad.

And it doesn't take a genius to realise that my slight gasp and, "Oh, Hallo...!" upon seeing Jason Behr's naked form standing on the hotel balcony at Swissotel Westin - was a big mistake.

Was that a pinch I felt, in the darkness..? Heh.

He had a hot bod and the tattoos on him was just too sexy, lah. Uber sexy..! YUM!


Erm.. Jason Behr, I mean. Did I also mention that his eyes are really, really sexy?!

Caroline Cheong was different from how we've seen her on local tv. Supposedly vampy..?

Everything seems fine, until she talked, that is. I dunno if she's supposed to be a Kiwi in the movie but she sounded so... Ah-Lian.

Her voice intonations bordered on being irritating and the Singlish seemed to linger in her dialogues.

But I like the scenes where her character started dying. Maybe that's because I finally didn't get distracted by her voice, seeing that she no longer talked.


But at the end of the movie, I realised that I have a crush on the character, Alipati, the Samoan tattooist.

He's got this sweet features, (very) nice bod and was very charismatic. VERY.

And yes, that was a string of sweets around his neck.


But I do get some digs from watching this movie, seeing that I was a big fan of the tv show, Miami Ink.

Tattoo culture is interesting, provided one breaks out of the stigma of seeing it as a religious infringement and see it more as an artform.

boys brigade gift box

boys brigade sharity gift box

Ok everyone! You know what to do!

It's that time of the year again and it's just so convenient that these boxes are mostly outside the supermarkets, ain't it??

So go buy groceries for those who need them! As you pick out your own household goods, don't forget to pick out some for them. Simple stuff like rice, oil, sugar, biscuits, noodles etc. Dry goods, that is.

Then hand these groceries to the boys stationed outside the places mentioned below. They'll be grateful for making their wait worth it.

And you can volunteer to help them deliver, too!

tini's new baby boy!

welcome to the world...

..... Muhd Danish (I hope I got the spelling right and what's the other name, again..?)

Yesh, it's a boy!






On Monday, 3rd December 2007, at around 8pm, ma dear fren of more than 18 years, Suriatini, finally gave birth!

Woo hoo!
















And she just SMSed me to say that both her son and herself have been discharged, meaning there are no complications whatsoever.

Alhamdulillah...

Hope the drink from soaking the usefaul herb, Bunga Fatima helps with the smooth delivery.

That's what I heard it's for.

Will visit you soon. I know I will cos' my mum's just so excited to see you both!

And oh, Congratulations to the father of the baby, too!

work life balance

Here's something that a friend who's still working (and studying) in 'this line', namely: Architecture or more 'fondly' known as 'archi-torture'.

He recommended this site: anarchitecture

And there's this interesting entry that most of my peers can't agree more on:

work life balance

Generally, in architectural practises, office hours get stretched a little bit. Not only for junior ranks or interns during peak periods – it’s common. You know - architectural practices have a lot of hour-sucking work. Funny enough, architects are often proud of that.

Being surrounded mostly by colleagues younger than thirty might be a good indicator for an office with a bad work life balance policy. People tend to leave these kind of places when they get older and switch to a firm that reflects their demands for life: spend time with family and kids, develop new interests, learning a language, charity work, ...

anArchitecture doesn’t mind hard work – but it's important to have a life outside the office. Architects have to give their clients an optimistic outlook to something new. How should they do that if they’re just staying in the office?

am i ready to get married

am i ready to get married... NOT!

You're Almost Ready to Get Married, But Not Quite

No doubt that you've warmed up to the idea of marriage and life long love. You just aren't quite ready to follow up with your desires, yet. You may be a bit young, or a bit commitment phobic... Give it time ( I wonder how much of this I have left..?) Concentrate on guys who you can imagine being with next year. Forever can wait.

Are You Ready To Be A Wife?

I CAN'T AGREE MORE!

heritage - mum & dad

Lookie! I look like them both!

small & simple?

so much for wanting things small & simple.. pfft!

All hopes for that flew out the window.

I got one super-excited mum. A mum who will spend A LOT in her excitement. And A LOT of tat will come from my pockets.

I dare not find out whom she's inviting. My parents almost argued when my dad tried to stop her from inviting those far-flung ones.

I asked that I wear this number which I've worn only ONCE, years back.

She wants to tailor a whole new suit.

Fine. At least she lets me choose the colour.

The day she went shopping, she came back with TWO sets of cloth. GLITTERY cloth. She wants me to have a change of clothes. Goodness!

I'm baulking at the fact that I have to buy a ring, which I deem pretty unecessary but it seems that EVERYONE thinks it's the proper thing to do.

Fine.

At least my relative is willing to loan out what her daughter used previously, for the tray cloth. Haha!

And it seems that there are many who are more excited than I am. They have requested that I 'reserve' trays for them beacause they wanna contribute 'something'.

That's superb! So I wont have to think about what to give. Keep it coming! But there's a limit though. I don't want 'the other side' having to bring back 2 trays per person.

Oh, so who's providing the fruit basket? Anyone...? I've already got cupcakes, chocolates, pastry basket, confectionery and a mysterious something that Tini is wanting to give.

I only specify that they don't stray from the colour of the cloth used. Funny thing is, I'm not sure what colour it is. I just said green (favourite colour, ok??).

My aunt had not told me of the colour. Hope there's none of the contributors who got a tad over-zealous and already start with their preparations....

And my boss has been bombarding me with never-ending questions. So much so that I got scared.

She's making me doubt my decision. She's making me apprehensive. I hope I don't get panic attacks as the day comes near.

I know my mum will.

And I need to lose some weight. My cheeks are too chubby for photo-taking.

I'm so miserly, you say? Try going through this. After a (very) short notice.

miss swan

miss swan

tell me, just how many of you out there have watched her on you tube?

love her? or hate her?

i admit that she's sooo darn irritating.

... but funnY!


miss swan goes to a gay bar

also watch the one where she goes to starbucks. seeing a barrista will neva be the same again.

the red house

the red house

Oh just another something to add to the list called:

Stupids Things I Do / Things I Do that Scared My Parents So

So my bro has a bunch of collegues who live deep in Loyang, along Jalan Loyang Besar, 15 mins walk from Downtown East, Pasir Ris.

And those in the know, should be aware that it is also where The Red House is located.

It is a derelict, abandoned single-storey bungalow that is painted red (though by now the paint had faded to a less scarier shade of the above-mentioned colour).

This place is somewhat known for the 2 stone lions guarding the gate.




Anyway, I have been most curious about this place and finally that Friday, my bro's Aussie collegue finally relented and accept my bro's offer to drive him home.

He had given my bro a 'kuini', a variety of mango with the most sickeningly fragrant scent; not to mention uber-delicious flesh.

He had collected the fruit from within the compounds of The Red House.

As I passed the site that's engulfed in total darkness (it was past 10pm), I excitedly said to my bro," The gate is unlocked! Can I go in?"

And the sweet bro of mine replied, "After we drop James off, I'll park outside and let you go."And so he parked on THE OTHER SIDE of the road and I practically hopped off the car.

Yes, I went in alone.

So excited was I, that I went in empty-handed; no torchlight, not even my handphone (which can be pretty reliable to provide some desired brightness).

I went down the sloping, winding path, almost reaching the house when I made a smart move to put my hands in front of my face. Despite the lit apartments in the neighbouring lot, the darkness within the compounds of this place was so thick due to the overgrown and unkempt vegetation that I barely see my hands in front of me!

So I dejectedly walked back out to my bro. I gave the stone lions a second look. There's something about them.... It's their eyes...

Got in the car and he drove off. I bet he was relieved. Scaredy-cat! He didn't even get out of the car!

I sent him to work early Sunday morning. I remember his colleague had said that when he went there to collect some mangoes the morning before, he saw an uncle walking out with TWO bagfuls of the mangoes, leaving him with none of the good ones. Disappointed, he went to work empty-handed.

Bored, I told my bro of my desire to go back in there. He told me, "Good! Then you can bring back the mangoes for me!"

So after dropping him off at Downtown East, I drove up to The Red House again. The neighbourhood was kinda' quiet. Nobody has woken up yet, I guess.

The gate remain unlocked so I ventured in and looked forward to peeking into the house. Somehow I got distracted by the mangoes on the ground. I felt like a kid again, I went deeper and deeper, looking for the fruits. I ended up walking out with four nice ones (the rest are either rotting or ruptured due to a bad fall).

As I put in the mangoes, I looked back at the house. It doesn't seem that creepy in the day. I almost went back in until I saw this road sweeper nearby. I was a tad embarrassed, knowing that he's seen me trespassing into the grounds of that derelict house. Besides, I dun feel like leaving my car out there with the engine running. So I drove off.

If the strong scent of one 'kuini' is bad enough to drive me crazy, what more four??! So I drove back with the windows down.

As I excitedly told my parents about how I got them mangoes, they were like, "Why didn't tell us? We could have come along!"

That was in the morning. When my relatives knew of my exploits later in the day, these black sheep told me of the various implications of having a girl walk in alone into the grounds of a house that is known to be haunted.

My mum got so creeped out that she reprimanded me and warned me not to go back there.

Gah!

Man, I hate these wet blankets! I have yet to see what's inside the house! And I dun feel like going against my mum's words...

premonition

a premonition on an impending death

I have these 3 neighbours.

Neighbour A is a masseuse who lives on the 9th floor right below me.

Neighbour B is a family of 4 who live 2 doors aways from Neighbour A on the same level.

Neighbour C is a lady who is now bedridden after her condition deteriorate due to a major stroke. She lives on the 8th floor.

My parents are close to both this couple who has 2 teenage sons, that is Neighbour B.

When Neighbour A came by my house for Hari Raya, she mentioned in passing that recently, she's been 'smelling' this scent, a certain scent which she said, is assimilated with death.

Yes, it sounds bizarre but my mum had said that a masseuse like her is 'blessed' with the gift of 'knowing'.

She claimed to have smelt the 'scent' in right from the lift lobby area. Our block is the old kind so the lift stops at the 9th storey. All of us use that lift lobby.

She had suspected that Neighbour C's condition have deteriorated so badly that it 'might not be long now'.

Yesterday, the husband in the Neighbour B household passed away.

Apparently, he fell off his bike and the impact of hitting his head on the kerb proved fatal.

Is that saying that Neighbour A had indeed sensed the 'scent of death'? But she was mistaken as to who the scent belong to?

We can never really know fate. Even though it's said that signs on one's impending death appears 40days before it actually happen.

I dun really wish to have her gift. It's freaky.

Al-Fatihah buat rohnya. Semoga dicucuri rahmat oleh Allah s.w.t.

stress-busting

stress-busting

It'll be interesting to know that THIS ain't one of my stress-busters.


It's the CAUSE of my stress.

My boss's wife returned from Vietnam with a bunch of these lilies in hand and sought to arrange some into the vase.

Nice to see? Try being stuck in the office with these within 2 metres from you. I'm surprised if the scent doesn't get to you.

... And give you a headache.

Now that I'm alone, just so tempted to put it on the balcony outside.

But no, I ain't getting any nearer to those.


Nothing like a weeny bit of indulgence to get me going while I do a bit of over-timing (yes, I know it's a monday).

Raid the pantry and satiate myself with some crisp cereals (cranberry-almond crunch), oreos and milo in a very deep ceramic bowl that is utterly mismatched with the stiff plastic spoon I used to eat.


But it's nice. Ahh.. Comfort food.

Work is getting to be a real nice solace, if you ask me.

....Or try the easy way out.

Simple.

View pics of gorgeous guys.

You know like.....

Takeshi Kaneshiro...?




.... No?













Or .....

.... Dennis Joseph O'Neil??

a.k.a

Dennis Oh.













Dennis Oh-so-beautiful.




*drools*











Yes, CT & bAyYa is back!

Back to her normal self that is.

I'm ok now

I'm ok now

....Really! To all who gave words of advice (you know who you are!), THANK YOU. I appreciate the concern.

I followed your advice and resolved to finally talk a bit about this matter with my parents.

What better way than over a good meal, rite?

After the small discussion did I feel soo much better. I finally have a more open mind. There's no turning back but at least it makes my path ahead look... well, more passable.

I can see their enthused faces. All of them. The tilt in their voice, the bright eyes. Yet nobody looked at me in the face with regards to the matter.

I'm to be kept in the dark, don't I?

The wagon-of-enthusiasm seem to be going at a break-neck speed and yet many around me has managed jumped onto it while I was struggling to catch up.

I will get onto it... eventually.

Pray that I will. I'd better.

halloween costumes?

Ideas for halloween costumes

Courtesy of POPSEOUL!

"....Still not sure what you want to be for Halloween this year? Don’t worry, POPSEOUL! has the perfect solution for you. You can represent your favorite Hallyu star with a little bit of courage and creativity..."

Dancing Queen Chae Yeon

Things to get:
beaded curtains
flashy lingerie
hot tanned bod

Instructions:
First put on your lingerie and make sure that they are in tightly in place because nothing else will cover you up.

Then carefully wrap around the beaded curtain on your neck and let it fall, as if your body was a wall and voila, you are Chae Yeon.

But before you walk out the door, get used to the beads bouncing on your body whenever you move.





Bada, The Official Ajumma (auntie)

Things to get:
cheap perm
clothes banned from the 80s
desire to become an ajumma

Instructions:
Find the most runned-down salon near your neighborhood and ask for their cheapest perm.

Then start your Halloween costume scavenger hunt in your mom’s closet and look for the loudest and the ugliest outfit.

Wear it and pretend that you are all that.

Now you are Bada.






Eun Chan - from Coffee Prince

If you want your Gong Yoo fantasy to come true, then why not dress up as Eun Chan (the tomboy chracter) and hope for Han Kyul (Gong Yoo's character in the drama) to walk by while you are out trick or treating.

Things to get:
over-worn and over-sized t-shirts
outdated sneakers and ugly jeans
duct tape
tomboyish attitude and some Taekwondo kicks

Instructions:
First, duct tape your valuable assets to flatten them like a boy’s (if you are already flat, then congratulations you can skip the tape), and then put on the rest of the clothes.

That was easy, now here’s the hard part.

Practice speaking in Eun Chan’s annoying voice, blowing your hair whenever you are pissed and sitting down with your legs wide apart. Once you have Eun Chan’s signature moves down, you are set to go out and look for Han Kyul.

. . . . . . . . . . .

There's more at the actual site. Look out for the one about Park Jin Young (JYP). That's the most hilarious.

Ok, yeah. I'm bored. So there.

sg wannabe timeless

more mega korean movie drama music videos


SG WannaBe's first MV, Timeless.

Okay..... Not to be mistaken with the other mega MV by Jang Ri In feat. Xiah Junsu, the song also (coincidentally) called Timeless.

There are 2 parts to this MV (not surprisingly), with each being almost 10mins long. And 2 different songs, actually.

The song, Timeless MV emphasize more on the guy's part, the other song called Jug Eur Man Keum Sa Rang Haess Eo Yo (I Loved You To Death) is the girl's version.

Those soft-at-heart, get the tissues ready. Don't say I didn't remind you...

Do pinch yourself every now and then to remind thyself that this is merely a MUSIC VIDEO.

Seduction? check. Drama? check. Car chases? check. Explosions? check. Gun-fight? check. A twist in the end? check.

All in under 10 mins. Nary a dialogue. Song playing in the background . . .

*pinched self* This is just an MV... This is just an MV...


Jug Eur Man Keum Sa Rang Haess Eo Yo (I Loved You To Death).

By the way, the police woman in the MV is Kim Yun Jin, the actress in the famed American TV Series "Lost"... and the guy is Kim Nam Jin.

There's a 3rd vid, actually. It's edited to have both parts combined. By the time I'm done watching that one, I got so numb.

There's only so much drama that I can accept in MVs.

this. is. too. much.

selfish ingrates!

selfish ingrates!

I read this article in POPSEOUL. It got me fuming mad.

" ... Sexy singer Mina’s father passed away yesterday, but her management company kept this sad news from her, for they are worried that her performance in the states might be compromised. I can’t believe that her managers personally asked her family not to share the news about her father’s death. I would be appalled if I were her and would refuse to work with them in the future. What do you think? Did Mina’s management do the right thing?

...Mina came back to Korea yesterday and found out about her father’s death when she turned on her cell-phone and read text messages offering condolences. What a horrible way to find out about your father’s death! Mina couldn’t stop sobbing upon hearing the news because she was especially close to her dad....

RIP Mina’s father and my condolences to the family... "

I don't know what the heck her reaction to what the management did was.

But I was hoping that she stormed into their office, turned the interiors upside-down/inside-out and proceed to tear her contract (if there's any) in their faces.

She shouldn't care what their explanations were cos' all these screamed of their intentions being S-E-L-F-I-S-H !

Talk about being cruel.

Maybe they even threatened her family into zipping up. I mean, if I'm her family I'll go ahead and inform her anyway.

A death in the family is a good excuse as any to drop all plans and fly back home.



I really hope the management company gets the boot. They deserve it.

langsir raya

Langsir Baru Dirumahku

Hari Raya pasang langsir baru,
warnanya, fuh! jingga menyala.
Disangkanya untuk menyambut menantu,
dan bukan untuk Hari Raya.

Apakan tidak disangkanya begitu
berbunga emas, berlabuci juga.
Tetamu yang duduk didepan situ,
'berfeeling' macam pengantin baru!

Rupa ada, qualiti pun ada,
Berkain organza, berbunga molek.
Langsir yang kelass jangan disia-sia,
boleh kita 'recycle' balik!

Dikira semuanya ada 4 helai,
lebarnya cukup, panjangnya berjela.
Rasanya memanglah cukup muai,
dibikin baju untuk kami sekeluarga!

Kalau nak 'idea' yang boleh dijamin,
boleh kita simpan untuk sesuatu istimewa.
Barang siapa yang nak bajet pelamin,
boleh 'negotiate' harga untuk disewa!

slamat hari raya 07

Slamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri 2007




Sorry, lah. Raya dah 3 hari baru nak buat ucapan.

Itu 'mood' rayer lambat sikit nak sampai....

2 hari berayer sakan barulah dapat terima hakikat, bahawa inilah hari raya.




Thank goodness my bro existed during the 1st 2 days (a rarity!) so most of the driving duties were handed to him.

Because, with my close relatives located ALL over Singapore, it's quite a challenge driving with ma heels.

But then again, I always go barefoot under such circumstances aniwae.



Ok, another one:

Slamat Hari Rayer. Maaf Zahir & Baten, yer!

korean drama ost

My fave Korean dramas OST

Ok. I love the story. And I love the music in the story.

These will link you to my MUSIC page in my multiply.

My Girl

My Lovely Samsoon

Mawang/The Devil

Capital Scandal/Scandal In Old Seoul

I Am Sam/ I am Teacher

Enjoy!

too much korean

when your family watched too much korean schtuffs...

Ok, with KBS (StarHub ch.100) as our staple channel daily (yes, including the weekend); it comes as no surprise, doesn't it?

Signs showing your family watched too much korean dramas:
- When a resounding cry of, "Om-ma (mum)!" in a crowded supermarket had my mum quickly looking for me.

- When I abruptly said, "Chakam-man (wait)!" as my dad is walking away, he stopped, looked back and waited.

- When I playfully mumbled the word, "Abu-ji (dad)," my dad turns. I like the sound of that word.

- When I queued at a counter and my brother is at another further down, he came over when I cried, "Oppa (elder brother)!"

- When my parents nod their heads, acknowledging my gratitude when I said, "Ko-mawo (thanks)."

- When my mum chuckled as I said, 'Bi-anata (sorry)" when I bumped into someone on the streets.

- When we hymn to the same Korean trot song.

- When I said, "Ai-goo, ai-goo (oh boy, oh boy)". And my parents ask what's wrong.

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My dad loves the Korean trot (similar to America's country music and M'sia lagu Asli). He also loves their ballads (he's convinced Koreans have great voices). I love their music too. The songlist in my mp3 can vouch for that.

My mum and I love the dramas and variety shows. And the ladies fashion (we're still reeling from shock at the mens' fashion).

I love the men. My bro love the women.

And we all LOVE Korean food!
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spring cleaning etc.

If there's something I'd admit to, is that spring cleaning happens only anually. Cos' I'm allergic to dust. That and the fact that I have to throw away things.

Somewhere down the bloodline, someone is like the 'karung-guni' - the malay term for someone who has a penchant for collecting old stuff; for both practical and sentimental reasons.

I inherit that trait.

I seriously have an issue with throwing things away. I'd rather stash them away than feel the loss; knowing that I can never see that item again.

But this year I was more... how do I put it..? Driven?? I throw away things that I had stashed away thru' the past spring-cleanings. Without batting an eyelid.

*breathes hard* Wow. I alone gathered 3 trash-bags full of junk (yes, i admit they are).

And the saddest part was to discard all the stuff from my poly days. My sketches and design proposals for the bungalow project in year 1, the condo project in year 2 and the commercial hub in year 3...

My sweat, blood and tears eventually beacame JUNK. And I kept them for 5 years. *sobs*

After all that cleaning, all my parents and I wanna do was to wash up and eat out. Fetched my bro and head to Bedok Corner.


My mum gave Gemelli the thumbs up. Even my bro who was never the pasta-fan volunteered to finish up her Chicken & Mushroom Penne in Cream Sauce.

I had the Marinara. FYI, since this stall used the authentic Italian names of the dishes, they dun even know what ma-ree-na-rah is. I found out later the actual Italian name is something else.

I love the hefty amount of clams and the thick rings of calamari and juicy prawns in that dish.

All remarked about the generous servings. They totally dig the thin pizza crust laden with that thick, thick layer of cheese.

And I saw that most of the tables around us had their own plate of pizza.


And with the hot weather that day, I tot' going there would help satiate my craving for cheng tng. After all the cheng tng there was the famous one, rite?

The queue was very long when I got there (naturally!). So I thought I'd wait till the queueing subside or until I've finished my meal. True enough, there was no longer a queue by the time I'm done. So I gleefully pulled my brother along.

I got there only to see the the hawkers cleaning up their stall. Literally.

NO WONDER there's no more queue! No more cheng tng! Pfft!

After that it's back to my family's favourite pastime. Sleep by the beach after dinner.

Lay down the mats, throw down the pillows and enjoy the breeze. Oooh, this is getting to be a habit.

I remember after my birthday dinner treat, my WHOLE family actually dozed off by the beach! I woke up the the flustered voice of my mum waking us up and hour later, saying that ALL of us had slept for almost an hour there. Whoa!

My mum will sometimes do what she does best. Count the flights that are landing. That Saturday night, the amount of flights that came in were freaky!

There were definitely more than 1 flights in a minute! And the planes were like queueing in the airspace, waiting for their turn to land at Changi airport. The period when we can't see any planes was brief. Cos' soon after, the all familiar twinkling lights came to view.

Man, that's quite an entry. Ok dah. Tired already.

people in need

people in need ad campaign

Found these at OUTNEXT .

Some people have mixed feelings about this ad campaign. What say you..?











HANDBAG €32
Food for a week €4












SUNGLASSES €24
Access to water €8











AFTERSHAVE €35
Basics for a new home €6.50












PINT OF BEER €4.50
50 liters of fresh water €1.50


Hope the actual messsage gets driven thru...

2 of my teams lost

2 of my teams lost. Geez!

I slept darn early last night (2030 actually, and that's because I took some medication) to wake up at 0300, only to see 2 of my teams lose.

And one of them is the reigning champion. Like wtf??!

AC Milan lost to Celtic, of ALL teams!

But then again Milan had their defense all over the friggin field except near the back, which is just so freaking frustrating. And the 1st goal was kinda an own goal! Grrr......

And Dida, stop being such sour grapes. Everyone can see that the BOY who ran across the pitch only gave you a small slap - not even a smack, near you nape. You don't have to pretend that it hurts like hell and is bruising your cheek.

You with the ice-pack being stretchered away? That doesn't cover the fact you conceded 2 goals.

And why does my Valencia have to bear the brunt of Chelsea's attempt of making a freaking comeback?!

I'm not being sour here but that was a handball on Joe Cole before that goal.

And I wasn't the only one to agree that it's been Valencia's game from the start. Just that Chelsea goal met the back of the net.

Grrr... *breathe in, breathe out*

. . . . . . . .

Ok, dah. Frustration over. Time to go back to work.

Oh yeah. Rafa? You screwed up AGAIN!

find Korean songs

need help funding Korean songs?

I know just how frustrating it is when you can't find the song that you want. Especially when u dun use things like Limewire, BearShare, Area etc. or even Torrent (seriously, I don't!).

Just drop me a line here in multiply or just email me at flakeridge@yahoo.com

Tell me the song title & singer. If it's an OST, tell me the drama title. Or movie, even.

I'll try my very best to find them.

Problem is, I dun speak nor read Korean and some songs come in their original Korean scripts so I may make some mistakes initially. Don't mind me.

barking up the wrong tree

barking up the wrong tree

Do you have stories that when recalled, make you smile that little smile? And people around you looked at you funny because you looked weird while doing that?

I can't help smirking everytime I recalled this story recounted by a friend of mine.

Let's call him Guy A. He is... well... just NOT into girls (I'm sure you get what I mean). Guy A dined out one day, with his... erm... 'darling', Guy B.

And where they dined, they were served by this girl who obviously gave Guy A 'the look'. You know - going all bashful, secret peeks, little giggles.

And Guy B, amused by the attention that 'his darling' got from her, cheekily took the opportunity to call her over to their table a couple of times, just to make menial enquiries. Asking her about the food & beverages in the menu, the membership card etc.

You wouldn't have suspected that 2 guys having a meal together to be a couple, rite?

Anyway, less than a week later, Guy A brought his gal-pal, Girl B to that same restaurant for dinner. Only at the restaurant, did he quietly point out Girl A to Girl B and recounted what happened previously.

Aghast, Girl B exclaimed "Man, I should really stay away from you."

And true enough, Girl A actually kept her distance. And the one time Guy A called her over, she was all awkwardness. Girl B felt almost sympathetic, knowing that Girl A had thought of her to be Guy A's girlfren.

"I really should stay away, you know. People are having the wrong idea." Girl B said, eyebrow raised.

Guy A was grinning, "Yeah, I think right now she's heart-broken because of you."

"You're not helping much, here..."

"Oh well, not that I'm interested anyway. It's just too bad she's barking up the wrong tree."

Sheesh.

do I look like Wenger?

Believe it or not, that's the very 1st question I asked my parents when I don this sports jacket.

...Why the heck do I want to look like him anyway?

I mean, he looks like he has this eternal frown on him, utterly shrivelled wrinkled... In other words, frail.




















And here's yet another something that I truly want but don't need. Something that I wont have much opportunity to wear, given Singapore's weather.

Thank you, Dad, Mum & Bro for the present. At least my constant hints in the Nike shop(s) didn't go to waste. *grins*

And bro, THAT jacket is waiting for me, man! The only one left and in MY size?? We're sooo fated for each other.

Han Ga In

Han Ga In



She's gotta top my list of fave Korean actress right now. Ain't she gorgeous?!

Currently watching KBS's reruns of her 2004 hit drama, Terms Of Endearment/Conditions Of Love and man, I'm hooked on that perky nose and big, big eyes. I remember, she got the Best Couple award for her superb on-screen chemistry with Song Il Gook in that drama.

You can see from her school yearbook pics, the features that make her look as she does now are already existent. So that nose and eyes? They're natural (you can't really trust the Koreans with 'natural' beauty).

Sorry guys. She's taken. Taken; as in m-a-r-r-i-e-d. To another actor. 2 years ago.

She's so pretty, pretty, pretty!

Man, I feel so shallow somehow.

gemelli & the sweet stone parad'ice

gemelli & the sweet stone parad'ice

Broke fast with Kai & Khama yesterday. My 'good-food' kakis. The theme yesterday could have been: 'Atas' food in not-so-'atas' locations (read:hawker centres).

First stop is Bedok Food Court/Centre, a.k.a Bedok 'Corner'. Near the army camp, there. There's this stall selling Italian food. Gemelli Pasta & Pizza. Tucked in a corner. The variety is quite impressive. Starters, Soups, Pastas & Pizzas.

Yes, it's Halal.

I can't really comprehend what the dishes really are, seeing that they retain their Italian names. Thank goodness they have these short descriptions. And thumbs up to the service given by the lady for answering our queries regarding the varous dishes and making recommendations.

Each of us got a pasta and decide to share a small pizza, just to have a taste.

Khamz had the Salmon in Cream Sauce.

Kai had the Ham and Cheese Penne.













I had the Crepe with Spinach, Chicken & Mushroom Filling. Yes, with Cream Sauce.

So much for variety...

Guess, no one is game for any spicy or tomato-based dishes after starving the whole day (acidic!).







And we shared this Pepperoni & Triple Cheese Pizza. The base is soft, yet crispy. Just the way I like it.

As you can see, I'm never able to quote the actual names of the dishes. I forgot them as soon as I made my orders.

In fact, I didn't even say out their names. Just point to the pictures.

Not that I know much Italian to start with....

It's nice too see how they try to keep everything authentic - from the names to the ingredients used. Nothing much is localised here. And the price - VERY affordable. Pastas come at a range of under $10. Our bill came up to only $25. Each dish was an average of $6++. Cool!

I dunno if they prepared the food in a hurry or what. The food centre wasn't even packed. The cream sauce was not as rich as we expected. A little bland if I may add. Khama doused his pasta with more parmesan cheese while Kai & I, the chilli flakes (available at the condiment corner). We stopped short at the tobasco cos' there's only one bottle available.

To be fair, I think I'm gonna drop by again and try something non-cream based. Hopefully it'll be better. At least Singaporean muslims have another location to hit when they crave for something Italian.

Next stop - Dessert!

After all that, we were worried we wouldn't be able to stomach this. But I was so determined. Kai too. Both of us had been reading soo much about this place online that I threatened to kick them if we don't go there.

Kai was already showing signs of gastric flu so Khama took over the wheel and I sat in front while the poor guy slept at the back. But he still insist on checking the place out.

The Sweet Stone Parad'Ice stall was inconspicuously tucked amongsts all other regular foodstalls at Golden Mile Food Centre (Beach Road/Army Market). Quite a queue when we got there but we seemed to be the only one to order the 'Royal Claypot Fondue' set. Upon hearing our order, we got the thumbs up from the old guy and lady manning the place (the ang moh was absent).

Kai chose peppermint flavour for the gelato and left Khamz & me (the bimbos) to choose the other. Being our bimboitic self, we chose perppermint and the choc chip flavour. Happy that for once we made up our mind within a short period of time (both of us were known to take ages to make decisions).

Then the uncle asked, "One more?" Huh? "Uncle we chose peppermint and chocolate chip, what.."

"That one is peppermint-chocolate chip flavour..."

Ouwh! It's one and the same! Being homemade, the peppermint gelato is white in colour, unlike the others sold outside. So we choose this new flavour, the 'Speculoos' (I called it 'Superloos'). The uncle said it's some European biscuit taste. Worth trying.


Here's the set.

Belgian chocolate in a claypot fondue bowl. 2 scoops of gelato. A plate of fruits (grapes, strawberries, honeydew {erk?!} and marshmallows. 2 Liege/Belgian waffles.

Ahh... the waffles. That's another thing altogether. Soft and thick, yet crispy outside. And the sugary granules in the middle... YUM!






You see just how dark the chocolate dip is? That'll attest the quality of the chocolate used. Dark and slightly bitter. Slightly runny. Just nice for a good dip.

The set cost only $14.80. Though it's said to be good for 2 I'd say, share it amongst the four of you. Just add more waffles.

ma Arsenal boys!

A tale of 2 teams

Ma boys neva fail to impress. All ye, come to momma!


Man, I feel like hugging them! Who would have thought that the average age of that team is around (only) 20 years old?

Number 3 never looked so sweet. Be it last weekend's match and this morning's. Beautiful game!

Managed to catch the game, thanks to having to wake up in the wee hours for sahour.


Like what the TNP reporters rate, 5/5 entertainment value.

All ye Gunners (yes, including you, Wenger). Keep up the great work and (do) wait till' I've saved enough to go watch you play at the Emirates grounds. THAT's my lifelong dream.

Hopefully, Fabregas is still playing there. And Wenger still alive (he looked so darn frail).

And erm.... Goodbye Jose Murinho.

You'll be sorely missed in the Premiership, glum face or not.

You've changed the way the game is played and you've shone. I'm not sure about the spate of lacklustre games recently.

It's difficult, I know. Having a boss that's breathes down your neck, thinking money really makes the world go round. And new buys made not by you but the boss himself and eventually screw up your tactics and dressing room scenes.


I hope you can still stay in the Premiership. There IS a team in need of a new manager if you noticed. It's be nice if you can spruce them up.

Then make sure they got SO good that you kick your ex-boss's A**!

melacca/melaka

Melacca/Melaka

My mum booked this package for 4 when they came down to S'pore Expo eons back. And my mum being the 'kelam-kabut' person that she is, insisted we utilise the package before puasa starts even though it's valid till year end.

I remember when i told my bro about this trip, he was like, "What's there in Melaka?"

He asked his friends and they asked him back, "What's there in Melaka?"

After all that, I also ask myself, "Ya, hor. What's there in Melaka?"

Now, don't go telling me about all those historical sites and other whatnots. My family ain't the explorer types.

The only places-of-interest we go to are the Taman Mini M'sia/Asean because we have the free tix. And The bee museum because my grandma asked for some pure honey. Oh, how practical!

The only things I enjoyed there are the food and shopping. I know I'm not a shopper but my bro, he influenced me somewhat. Our hotel was a stone's throw from Mahkota Parade and the new Dataran Pahlawan S.C. And the M'sia Mega Sale was still on! And most schtuffs in the Quiksilver boutique were going at 50% off!

And the food... despite tasting a little different from what we've always consumed, the Asam Pedas Melaka is not bad, eh? And the BBQ fish.

The hotel package includes a free dinner and I had assumed it to be buffet-style. Boy, who would have expected to be served a 6-course dinner (family-sized) including desserts?

All Melaccan fare. Just the way I like them. Though the foods there are not as spicy as I would preferred them to be. For lunch the next day, the taxi driver brought us to this popular eatery, some Sri/Selera Kampung place. Fwah! It was teeming with locals. I trust their tastes.

Here's some of my fave pics, with my bro as the model.




































































More pics here

Rogue Assasin/War

Rogue Assasin/War

Starring:
Jet Li as Rogue
Jason Statham as Crawford
John Lone as Chang
Devon Aoki as Kira
















Why was I disappointed with the tag, "action movie of the year" for this one? I have expected more, seriously. I mean, it's Jet Li and Jason Statham! I admit, their previous collaboration in "One" wasn't that much spectacular, anyway.

Maybe I've been watching wayy to much action movies lately. I mean, did you watch the 2 HK movies, Invisible Target and Flash Point? Even Bourne Ultimatum, despite being more of an action/thriller gives a more adrenaline rush!

Federal officer Crawford loses partner to assasin, Rogue.
3 years later Rogue comes back and turned against the Yakuza to work for the triad boss, Chang.
He was like the devil/satan. Seeking to destroy. Harm the Yakuza when potraying as the triads, harm the triads when potraying as Yakuza. They eventually declared war on each other.
So on whose side is he on? What are the motive for his actions?

And where does that leave Jason Statham's character, Crawford in all this? He seemed like some extra, playing this cat & mouse game.

Devon Aoki's Kira can never be so fake. Like, hello? She's supposed to be the daughter of the Yakuza for goodness sake! Her japanese has this weird, distinct accent, meaning she has just managed to grapple the language! Jason Statham spoke better Japanese, believe it or not.

Let's not go into the acting, shall we?

The plus?

Check out the bevy of gorgeous, gorgeous, super hot cars on display. Yes, even the Lambos. The highlight has got to be the car driven by Rogue. That silver Spyder C8 Spyker. The roar of the engine... Ouwh!

And the scene at the teahouse. And all scene involving the samurai swords.

And the twist(s) at the end. I can proudly say I figured out one of them halfway through the show.

This movie was released with the title, "WAR". I dunno why, here in S'pore it's changed to, "Rogue Assasin." Like, is the name "War" a tad too sensitive, somewhat?

teh tarik ice-cream

teh tarik ice-cream...yum!

Island Creamery
Serene Centre #01-05
















This is what you indulge in when the boss is away. When it's raining cats and dogs outside. And your collegue happen to be in the Bt. Timah vicinity.

I can't say their ice-cream is the best but their teh tarik flavour is superb! I gotta drop by there one day. I heard they have milo and horlicks powder in what is usually the salt & pepper containers.

That's what I always do with my brother back when we were young. Sprinkle milo on our ice-cream. Hmm... Nostalgia.

Flavours tried:
Teh tarik (power! like any good 'teh peng' out there)
Nutella (good, check out those nutella chunks!)
Chendol (ok, la. But I prefer the brand 'Coolen')

Flavours to try:
Apple pie
Green tea & red bean
Bubor pulot hitam

I heard their mud pie is a killer!

I think it's cheaper to buy 3 tubs. Cost only $24 (I think). Each tub is usually $9.50 (I think). One scoop $2.50. 2 scoops $4. I can't say cheap, la. But affordable!

Maybe I should discard bubor pulot hitam and buy another tub of teh tarik.....

wake-up song

wake-up song

Do you always encounter the "post-lunch syndrome"...? Happens usually between 3-5pm. Where your eyes start getting heavy, the attention span decreases and your focus is anywhere but at work. What more, given the weather nowdays, you'd wish you can snuggle up somewhere cozy and zzzz...

Here's something to wake you up. It works for me cos' it bolted me up from my slumber when my bro accidentally played this song w/o his earphones, late one night (oh yeah, he got one good smack on the back for that dimwit stance).

Be sure to PLUG IN YOUR EARPHONES before putting the volume on high. I mean it, or you'll end up waking up the WHOLE office. Even your boss in his room.


This guy's voice was sooo high (octave-7, maybe) that the level was almost unlisted. Talk about dynamic. Powerhouse. Fwah!

If his voice didn't wake you up, maybe his hairstyle will. I fell like putting my hand thru' the screen and flick his hair off his face.

By chance, I saw a lot of Korean names amongst the list of "Steelheart-She's Gone" videos. Most of the got their pitch at almost decent level while some had me wincing from the sheer horror of their forced over-strained vocals. I remember one Korean guy singing this song during the Asia Bagus! contest.

And this one here is the best. His voice was smooth, natural and the pitch. Almost there. Almost there, all right. Comparable to the original. But pardon his korean-accented English though.

Double dose of wake-up songs. Freshened up??

Should really consider using this song as my alarm clock.....

Fireworks Aug

fireworks celebration @ Marina Bay
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For the sake of my poor arms (nopes, no tripod), I took vids of the fireworks in parts. And this one here is the last one, which includes the (grand) finale.

I tell you huh, during the fireworks display, there was this ONE voice to stood out above the crowd. And WHAT A VOICE! I was the most SHRILL and FLAT voice I've ever heard coming from A MAN! And he was carrying his daughter going, "Waaaah!!!"

An the most irritating one has got to be, "Wahhh... Look like shooting star! Quick, Make a wish! Make a wish!"

WHAT THE....? "Make a wish..???!" Oh, gimme a break! And he repeat that over and over!

The best part...? My camera actually captured his voice!!!
Arrgh! All my earlier vids have his unmistakable voice, la!

ghost bus?

Ghost Bus???

I'm sure most of you are aware, that the Hungry Ghost festival has started. It's pretty evident yesterday, when you see people utilising the communal burning bins - burning 'hell-money' and joss-sticks rimmed the grass verge along the drains.

Won't be long before you see makeshift stages witht heir getai and wayang performances. Not forgetting the auctions. Then, there's always the ... ghost stories.

Anyway, this story was recounted by my brother's collegue. She had taken bus no. 14 from Orchard to Bedok around 2330hrs yesterday. Bus no. FOURTEEN ...Gettit? (according to some Chinese superstition, 14 is a 'bad' no. because it means, "sure-die")

She sat at the front-most seat on the upper deck. So she got a full-view of what goes on. Her gripe was that the bus moved at a pace "where it's faster if I walk". Maybe it's some exaggeration on her part but the bus was DEAD SLOW (pun intended).

If that wasn't bad enough, the bus driver actually stopped at ALL the bus-stops, despite there being NO ONE who hailed the bus or even alight. He even opened the door, okay?

The poor girl was so scared out of her wits that she alighted when the bus reached Bedok South. Her destination was Bedok nterchange. She did not even look back when walking away.

Since it's that time of the year, my bro and I decide to catch a movie or two and see if the same thing happened like when we watched Charlie and the Chocolate Factory last year. You know, about how some cinemas had a whole row left empty during ther shows, despite a full-house..?

Ungu live

Ungu Live in SG

**click on pic to get to album**

Taken during Ungu's showcase at Singapore Expo on 100807. Pretty small scale, actually.

Definitely not a full-blown concert, although I hope there's one in the works.

Opening acts by this talented instrumental guitarist, Rosli Mansor & the 'not-as-talented' New Boyz (did i get the spelling right?).




The show's was supposed to start at 745pm but they screwed-up the sound test/check and the first performance started only at 855pm. Made to queue for almost 1hr. That sucks big-time!

Despite the fuss about the sound, it still kinda suck doesn't seem good.

Anyway, I've watched a lot of live feeds of Ungu's concerts on the Indonesian tv channels and I know that Pasha's (the singer) voice quality kinda' dwindles towards the end and this one was no different.

But kudos to him for having good interaction wirth the crowd (though with the bad sound, accent and the speed at which he talked - I hardly understood what he said).




Good performance, nontheless. More showcases in S'pore please (not in Hard Rock, ah). Maybe by Nidji? Radja? Letto? Samsons? Or another one with PeterPan? Or SO7???

















A short video I took when they perform the song, "Andai Ku Tahu". I spare you the agony of watching my other videos, where my hand got cramped up and shook so bad, I got giddy watching them.

However, if you insist, I got one other vid uploaded on multiply: Tercipta Untukku

**warning: vid taken with a pair of unsteady hands!**