Aye, this time around Emily is out. But I heard she blames it on the flu? I'm not sure about that. Anyway, the classics are not really my kinda genre. So I've got no comments on how everybody fares. That's where the judges comes in, no? But still. Hady and Jonathan can really sing, dont you think so? I can really see these two make it to the top two, if things were to continue at this rate.

Aye, so anyway, this time around, I shall weave a story.
Two tales, to be specific.
Nay, nothing related to Singapore Idol, no.

The first tale I shall speak of revolves around sleep.
Sleep has not been a dreamless spell for me, as of late.
Nay, instead of getting rest, exhaustion is the result I get for sleeping.
I can no longer tell the difference between harmless dreams and the actual reality.

On the brink of waking consciousness, I find myself caught in the midst of the continous dreams mixed with reality.
Things, thoughts, imagination runs wild the moment I close my eyes, and drop into that dark, no longer peaceful realm.
It got so bad that I am now, much afraid to go to sleep, since I know the things that awaits me once I reached that point, are not pleasant.

Useless things, thinkings, turned into nightmares, making me see things that are not there, hear things that aren't real, until I can't tell if its just my imagination, or the truth.
Ask my sister how many times I've spoken out loud these past few nights, not making sense, neither to myself, nor her.
Those murmurs and mumblings, that are supposed to only belong in the dreams, escaped my lips; spoken out instead in the real world.


Aye, sleep is exhausting.
It is no longer the cure for exhaustion.
In my circumstance.

Another tale I weave, is of the dearly spoken Katt. Also known as the Runaway Katt.
*A wordplay. Kitten + Cat.

Asleep when everyone was, he chose that time to make an appearance.
For he was small and tiny and rare.
They decided to let him stay the night, caring for him, for fear of letting him go.
T'was with some difficulty, but eventually he gets to stay.
Only to mysteriously disappear one day.
Just like how he came.

T'was the myschievious playful presence that was sorely missed.
The chase, the scratches, the bites.
Aye, he was sorely missed.

A week later, he was found. Or so, some thought.
Only to have eyes of a darker shade; more slanted shape.
Nose, no longer with the black marks.
Shape bigger, thicker fur.

Aye, but it was only his tail that remains familiar.
For this Katt was no longer violent.
He was indeed.. different.
"'Tis his brother", the mother explained.

Until a day was spent; a whole long day.
His habits, it seems, returned.
He acts familiar, for he does remember.
It is so, that I would like to believe.

And aye, it is him.
Puberty period was what he goes through, was one sister's explanation.
He was experimented on, was another. (With Heri's potions, it seems)
He was on an adventurous journey, was mine.

It doesn't matter, for now, he is here.

And that, is the end of this tale.

And so I'm lying here on my still-quite-new double bed.
Which replaced my old Double Decker. =(
I'm trying to reply to a msg on the phone, while using the laptop lying on the bed.
Neko is missing and I missed him terribly, terribly.
Gayle is out for Singapore Idol, which is a pity, because she can sing, but she just chose the wrong song.
I just expected her to be out later in the competition, not this early.
It should've been someone else, and we all know who it is.

And I can't help despising someone, even though I know its BAD.

Hoho, and classics next week, people. Paul looked soooo weird with his hair held back. Now we all know that his hair, wasn't just for show. He covered his face for a reason.

I sound so eval.

Ah, yes, after all the hustle and bustle, I am finally able to type something that is not remotely connected, in any way, to my Final Year Project. Well, let's just summarise the previous week's episode of the Spectaculars in one simple sentence,


Which is actually quite expected. But! The unexpected thing is, Jonathan, with the really powerful vocals which I was impressed with, every time he performs, was in the bottom three! Uh, yeah, people, he was a hot favourite then, what happened now? There were of course possible theories for this reason. I'm thinking that even Gurmit was, in his own way, shocked. Of course, he can't show favouritism, since he is the host, but then he keeps repeating

"I can't stress enough. If you don't want to see your idols in the bottom 3, please vote for them."

And so, we shall wait for this week's performance, in which, the idols will perform the Number 1 hits(!).

The commercial for the upcoming performance was cute, but I wonder what is it with the lollipop? Some idol symbolism?

Oh, and before I forget, this is for all the Hady and Joakim fans. A must-have, if you call yourself one.


And so, that marks the end of, yet again, another Singapore Idol talk.



I have much to say about the events of my life that I don't even know where to begin.
Therefore, I shall start by saying this. I am glad and thankful and extremely grateful that I found the book I have been trying to find, for the past few months. Yes, the book, which is entitled "Eldest" by Christoper Paolini, the one which continues after "Eragon". I have yet to read it though.

And.. that's it. I just realized that as much as I love him - Neko, that is - I still miss Misty. To the point that I don't even remember how he looks like or how big he was. I remember his colour, yes, I remember all my cats by colours. Their coats.

I miss all my deceased cats larh.

Due to the urgency of a certain report (and the blogger's tendency of always doing things in the last minute), post for this week is held up until Monday, 17th July 2006, after 12 noon. Please look for the edited version of this post then.

(Although, I have so much to say for this week. Too bad.)



(yes, so I was bored and needed a break)

"Yes, this week we visit the idol finalists at their home, and get to know them a little better!"
I sound like the 'narrator' of the channel. Okay, whatever it is, this week, its just a simple, hi-hello-let's-get-to-know-one-another kind of thing. It was fun, if you can call invading people's privacy 'fun'. (Jonathon watches cartoon every night, Emily is in love with Japanese actor/singer Domoto Tsuyoshi - of Kinki Kids -; Jasmine use to be fat, erm, what else?)

I don't really know who to root for, since I love almost every single one of them. I almost wish everyone would win. Hah, so do they, I think.

Well enough of Singapore Idol ('s non-existant blabbering).

On to the World Cup. After watching the match between France and Portugal, I realised (again) how much I missed playing sports. Well the fact that I haven't played Netball in a long time and suddenly wanting to play again, means I miss sports. Right? I definitely didn't miss it during all those trainings under the hot sun a few years ago. And I know I have to start keeping fit (after seeing all those lean men. Whoa, I tell you!) but I just can't seem to get myself to run. Run. Run. RUN! I want to try KickBoxing. Its' my way of venting out frustrations.

Okay, so back to the match.. (a little off topic, there) it was alright. I mean, what can I say? (What do they(guys) ever talk about, after watching soccer matches, anyway?) France won because of Zidane's free kick. There were of course, plenty of chances for Portugal to put a goal as well, but then, maybe it just wasn't their luck. Christiano is so cute! And I totally love his footwork, he's incredibly skilled for someone so young. Not that I can say much about him since I don't really know him that well.

Real life topic now. Project period is over! (Well.. close, anyway) I'm extremely relieved that half of this burden is over. Now, all I have to wait for is the.. VIVA which I have absolutely no idea how I'm going to get through. I hate presentations for life! Plus, worse still is I have zilch knowledge on what I'm suppose to talk about. We'll leave that matter until the time comes. In the meantime, I have to start writing a 300 page report. Yes. 300. PAGES. Not words. And no, I'm not kidding.

Finding something positive to talk about, I have a new kitty! He's so cute, and he came to us (although I have no idea how). Apparently its a little bit late to talk about this, since he's now with us since a few weeks ago. How we came to find him (or he to us) is that my sister was sleeping when suddenly, this flurry object just dropped on her head. And Viola! its a kitten! We named him 'Neko'. And he is so cute! I didn't sleep the first night he was with us simply because I had to be awake to take care of him (and his cycle - sleep, eat, business, play).


Yay, so that's about it. I find myself having one of those 'about to puke' situations again. It hasn't been happening in a long while, and now its back. Let's just hope its because I'm feeling under the weather, and nothing else.
And its been almost a week, but those two songs that I uploaded last week are still the ones that're stuck inside my head. What I loved about them is that those songs helped me go through the 'stress' time when I have to do the last minute editing for my projects. Songs that make me go crazy will stop me getting into a state of extreme depression. Me and my warped logic.

Music all the way!

Recent updates: Apparently there was a glitch on the system last week, and Nurul, instead of Matilda made it to the top 8. Therefore Matilda's the one in the wildcard. Meryl has dropped out of the competition.

Well, for the next 4 who made it to the top 12, they are..

Jay
Matilda
Norman
Gayle

(Gayle sang Kelly's Beautiful Disaster and Jay sang Clay's Solitaire. American Idol, anyone?)

Which is pretty much expected. (Like duh!) They should've just said at the very beginning to the bottom row people that they won't make it. Since all those names mentioned above sat at the top row.
And so this coming week, we'll be meeting up close and personal with the top 12 finalists. Or so they say.
Whatever it is, we'll have to wait for the week after that before the 'actual' competition begins.

Anyway, Brazil lost the match to France this morning. Isn't that weird? And yesterday, before the match, we were discussing this and one of the guys said that France was unlucky to have met Brazil this early in the World Cup. More like Brazil is the unlucky one in this case, don't you think? Can't wait for the semis, its going to be interesting. I think.

And I've come across some new cool bands. (Breaking Benjamin and Lostprophets)
The weird thing is, I first heard them on the radio - 987fm. Since when do they play these kind (modern rock) of songs? I mean it used to be once in a while but nowadays its been playing these kind of music often. Not that I'm complaining, I just find it weird. But that means I can listen to the radio and hear my fav songs, without the mp3 player.

Plus, I've been listening to (or trying to find) classics like KCI and Jojo's Crazy, but I bump into All My Life. That song brings back memories. I think I will always remember that one certain scene in the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, because they played that song. It was so meaningful, and yes, that was long ago. In the 90s. And then there's Bachelor Girl's Buses and Trains, and Frente's Bizarre Love Triangle. Songs that would never be forgotten and will still be nice no matter how old you are. (I sound really old right about now)
Anyway Christina's new single - Ain't No Other Man - is a classic. I love her songs. Although it sounds like it would fit right in if it was in the Take The Lead OST. Well then. That's about it for this week.

On a side note: Breaking Benjamin - Diary of Jane

Cool song, accompanied with an equally cool video.
I'll upload the song on the "Special Preview" section.