Paintball
I played paintball with my JC mates a month ago. What a BLAST we had.
Apart from being dressed in one of my worst outfits ever (it felt so high school camp once again, but who cares when you are going to be paint-bombed), I really enjoyed myself!
I was aiming to kill the referee (accidentally); my ally almost killed me and she did kill the referee (he had a shot wound on his neck). Our all girls team came in second (I shot a balloon! Yay), after a team of couples.
After the 1.5 hour work-out, I’m pretty sure that if I enrolled myself in army school I will loose minimum 10 kilos and hit my ideal weight - all the crawling, perspiring, and bad air breathing through the mask - left me panting after each 15 minutes period.
Play paintball at Crossfire paintball located at Singapore Discovery Centre. 510 Upper Jurong Road, Singapore 638365. Phone: 6792 6188.
Vera is coming
My baby niece, Gwyneth, has brought much joy into my life.
She fights with me at night over the telephone; punches and kicks me, and pulls my hair and clothes. She whines and charms me into doing things for her. She pulls things out of my drawers and conveniently disposes of them into the bin. She destroys my precious gems and tears my work up. She is like the sister that I never knew existed.
It hasn’t quite settled in, but I have another niece on the way!
Vera will be born anytime this week.
The thought of the hustling and bustling around another kid in the family is getting me excited!
Our family is praying that Vera will be a quieter version of Gwyneth, more of a thinker and less of an athletic little girl who climbs onto chairs, beds, and stairs whenever she can slip away.
Mia’s Chanel
If bags could talk, Mia sure has conversations to last till the next millenium. Check out her extensive Chanel collection on her blog!
Mia is a Chanel fanatic. At the rate that her husband dotes on her - buying her all these Chanel bags and accessories - she is sure to book herself a front row seat in the near future.
Out of her entire collection, I’m most envious about her python clutch. I want one as well!!!
Crossing to Turkey
From the scorching hot Egypt, to the beautiful islands of Greece, we cross over to exotic Turkey.
There are 2 ways of getting from Greece to Turkey - by plane or by ferry. It didn’t make sense for us to take a day ferry back to Athens to catch a flight to Turkey, so we opt to ferry-island-hop for a day.
We spend a short 3 hours exploring Syros and had our lunch. After which, we stopped by Samos for a quick take away.
My squid-ink-pasta at Syros. Too floury in my opinion.
Below: Snap shots of Syros and Samos. Click to enlarge.
Need I say that I was starting to miss Greece the moment I got onto the ferry?
Justin Nozuka
I present to you Justin Nozuka - soulful, yearning - his incredible vocals and emotive gaze sent shivers down my spine. His singing style is peppered with twangs of soft rock and blues, coupled with modernity.
He is the modern singer. The modern man. And he is really pretty.
Born in New York to Japanese and American parents, Nozuka grew up in Toronto (Yay Canada).
Rough, yet sensitive - his ballads are emotional; it tugs the very last tearful corner of your heart. At the same time, he has a punk side - taking on rock pop songs with an urban-edgy voice. He is a gem in the rough waiting to be discovered and cut to its sparkling best.
I like the fact that there is a sort of raw edged quality to his singing. It is something that you can keep listening to for a long period of time, without having this nagging toothache. I just dig his street-style approach to the songs.
I love his versatility too! From the common love story, to death at war time, to daily fun, his songs are stung with strong emotions - sorrowful, longing, or plain funky.
I’m buying his album the moment I can squeeze time to head to the stores - heck about my spending quota for the month.
I’m hooked.
Watch Justin Nozuka’s music video on youtube. Watch this video on “After Tonight” as well!
Transformers: The Revenge of the Fallen
Let me begin by sounding like a total tom-boy wuss. Transformers rock!
I never knew that robots can be so hot. Alright I admit, I was like one of the boys, because I found Miss Fox hot too. She has a mega-watt smile that has the same ability to tame teenage boys, as Prime has the power to kill Fallen. Even the muscle men in the show can’t beat her. Maybe only Miss-robot-in-disguise coyness can rival Foxy.
So, I sat in the cinema for 2.5 hours without running to the washroom at all. With the on-going fights, bombs, extra digital effects, and constant eye candy, the show kept me glued to my seat. My inner heart was rallying on “fight, fight fight”. Trust me, I’m not exactly a violent-loving person. The electric waves that the show was emitting, was messing with my brains. Or perhaps, it was the excessive laughing at expected jokes and slap stick moments that made this show enjoyable for me. And I heart Jet Fire very much.
We have the gin-gang of Prime, Bumble-Bee, and the evil ones, fighting it out in exotic Egypt. We have the Decepticons trying to obtain the key to start a machine that will provide energy for the robots, but destroy the sun and thus, killing mankind. And of course, Ta-da! We have the Autobots protecting mankind and fighting off the Decepticons.
So cliche, but that’s what that keeps the fans in their seats.
Like all family shows, at the end of the short 2.5 hours, it was a feel good factor. The evil gets ousted and the good triumph!
I hope there’s another sequel.
Acid Jeans
I’ve a sudden soft spot for Acid Jeans. The bleached look seems to be really cool. All I need is to pull on some muscle-tee.
Above: Acid Jeans from Urban Outfitters.