That's it, I'm official sold to wordpress (it's such a beauty, and a ease to use, who can resist?). So, der friends, please update your bookmarks and head over to Precocious Devil on Wordpress, regular transimission will resume from there.
Thank you for your support, and I hope to have our continued readership. =)
Funky old school video! Bring on the loud suede suits, the fluffy, puffy hair, the psychedelic backdrops. No matter what people say, the 1960s had so much character and colour. And of course, who can resist a cheery song with equally happy lyrics (not to mention the million or so movies which had used this song). It was the time of austin powers! (ahem... excuse the outburst) The 60s, the time of much political troubles, and also a time of the movement to seek expression.
Happy Together The Turtles
Imagine me and you, I do I think about you day and night, it's only right To think about the girl you love and hold her tight So happy together
If I should call you up, invest a dime And you say you belong to me and ease my mind Imagine how the world could be, so very fine So happy together
I can't see me lovin' nobody but you For all my life When you're with me, baby the skies'll be blue For all my life
Me and you and you and me No matter how they toss the dice, it has to be The only one for me is you, and you for me So happy together
I can't see me lovin' nobody but you For all my life When you're with me, baby the skies'll be blue For all my life
Me and you and you and me No matter how they toss the dice, it has to be The only one for me is you, and you for me So happy together
Me and you and you and me No matter how they toss the dice, it has to be The only one for me is you, and you for me So happy together
So happy together How is the weather So happy together We're happy together So happy together Happy together So happy together So happy together (ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba)
The passing of a relative is always a sad event. Though I was not very close to my grandfather, the death is still an event of mourning.
Amidst all the sadness, the most important question remains, "What did he love most about being alive?"
I'm sure the importance of a passing is the legacy one leaves behind, so let's remember what he wanted to say and do when he was alive and hold it in our hearts.
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I have to jet over to Malaysia, so I might be uncontactable in the meanwhile. My phone will still be available, though.
This is freaking hilarious. Censor the appropriate bits and the mind fills in the blank to create something totally out of context. Oh gosh, who'd have known Sesame Street had hidden innuendo aplenty?
"I need someone well versed in the art of torture. Do you know... Powerpoint?" Hands up all you who've had spasms and nightmares using that progam, and thinking it was hell's little idea of a sick joke. Now we all know the truth! Well, that's not the worst of the lot, there's open office! Hire me, hire me. Torment beyond human endurance I will bring.
"I need someone well versed in the art of torture. Do you know... Powerpoint?"
Hands up all you who've had spasms and nightmares using that progam, and thinking it was hell's little idea of a sick joke. Now we all know the truth!
Well, that's not the worst of the lot, there's open office! Hire me, hire me. Torment beyond human endurance I will bring.
There's too many ideas, too many possibilites, too many options. This one's good, that one's good, this one's too flashy, that one's too cheesy, those could be just a little bit creepy. How do I decide, how do I decided?
Hmm... What did style was it supposed to be in again? Oh gosh, I'm lost in aesthetics, stylistics, linguistics, interpretation, and what do you like?
I should have figured that out first, silly, silly. So... What's good, what's great?
I know! Fsck it, I'll just procastinate on it until something hits. *smug*
You are far When I could have been your star You listened to people Who scared you to death And from my heart Strange that you were strong enough To even make a start You'll never find Peace of mind Till you listen to your heart
People You can never change the way they feel Better let them do just what they will For they will If you let them steal your heart from you People Will always make a lover feel a fool But you knew I loved you We could have shown them all We should have seen love through
Fooled me with the tears in your eyes Covered me with kisses and lies So bye-e-e-e But please don't take my heart
You are far I'm never gonna be your star I'll pick up the pieces And mend my heart Strange that I was wrong enough To think you'd love me too You must have been kissin' a fool I said you must have been a-kissin' a fool
But remember this Every other kiss That you'll ever give Long as we both live When you need the hand of another man One you really can surrender with I will wait for you Like I always do There's something there That can't compare With any other
You are far When I could have been your star You listened to people Who scared you to death and from my heart Strange that I was wrong enough To think you'd love me too You must have been kissin' a fool You must have been kissin' a fool You must have been kissin' a fool
After getting absolutely incensed at my futile efforts in creating a decent layout from blogger's (grrr! Thanks a million blogspot.....) widget template, I am here, 5 hours poorer and not much better for moods, and abslutely fuming. Well, it's back to the good old design I love so very much.
At times like this I feel like abandoning blogspot, except for the fact that it's the only blog of mine which supports javascripts.
In other news, the Singapore Grandprix has been finalized. 8pm flag-off slated for the inaugural Singapore GP. The first night race in the calendar, and it's going to be in sunny Singapore. Remember folks, come the week of 28th September, Formula One, great times.
The ringo Kit Kat (available at Isetan) was delicious, even thogh I was severly disappointed that the Hokkaido fair has beeen replaced with cny stalls.
Time to welcome back Sora, Goofy, Donald, Kairi and Riku. I have a whole bunch of picture from te new artbook to use in the blog template, but I can't bear to damage the book by scanning it in. Either I find the pictures online or I just settle with what I have.
Nonetheless, I've always loved this picture, it's so fun and mischievious.
The bubbly lady at build a bear insisted I was Japanese. I'm quite flattered, but I'm sorry to disappoint.
Onward with Project "Give it my all, otherwise don't give at all, hope for the best, the rest is up to fate and destiny, so don't get nervous."
