Photos taken at Aquaria KLCC
Friday, July 28, 2006
Monday, July 17, 2006
Ex-Factor
Lauryn Hill
It could all be so simple
but you'd rather make it hard
loving you is like a battle
and we both end up with scars
tell me, who i have to be
to get some reciprocity
see, no one loves you more than me
and no one ever will
is this just a silly game
that forces you to act this way
forces you to scream my name
then pretend that you can't stay
tell me, who i have to be
to get some reciprocity
See no one loves you more than me
and no one ever will.
No matter how i think we grow
you always seem to let me know
it ain't workin'
it ain't workin' (No, it ain't workin)
and when i try to walk away
you hurt yourself to make me stay
this is crazy (this is crazy)
oh this is crazy (this is crazy)
i keep letting you back in
how can i explain myself
as painful as this thing has been
i just can't be with no one else
see i know what we've got to do
you let go and i'll let go too
cause no one's hurt me more than you
and no one ever will
No matter how I think we grow
you always seem to let me know
it ain't workin' (it ain't workin)
it ain't workin'
And when i try to walk away
you hurt yourself to make me stay
This is crazy (This is crazy)
Oh this is crazy (this is crazy)
care for me, care for me (care)
i know you care for me
there for me there for me (there)
said you'd be there for me
cry for me cry for me (cry)
you said you'd die for me
give to me give to me (give)
why won't you live for me.
care for me, care for me (care)
you said you care for me
there for me there for me (there)
said you'd be there for me
cry for me cry for me (cry)
you said you'd die for me
give to me give to me (give)
why won't you live for me.
care for me, care for me (care)
you said you care for me
there for me there for me (there)
said you'd be there for me
cry for me cry for me (cry)
you said you'd die for me
give to me give to me (give)
why won't you live for me.
care for me, care for me (care)
you said you care for me
there for me there for me (there)
said you'd be there for me
give to me give to me (cry)
why don't you live for me.
cry for me cry for me (give)
you said you'd die for me
Where were you, when I needed you?
It could all be so simple
but you'd rather make it hard
loving you is like a battle
and we both end up with scars
tell me, who i have to be
to get some reciprocity
see, no one loves you more than me
and no one ever will
is this just a silly game
that forces you to act this way
forces you to scream my name
then pretend that you can't stay
tell me, who i have to be
to get some reciprocity
See no one loves you more than me
and no one ever will.
No matter how i think we grow
you always seem to let me know
it ain't workin'
it ain't workin' (No, it ain't workin)
and when i try to walk away
you hurt yourself to make me stay
this is crazy (this is crazy)
oh this is crazy (this is crazy)
i keep letting you back in
how can i explain myself
as painful as this thing has been
i just can't be with no one else
see i know what we've got to do
you let go and i'll let go too
cause no one's hurt me more than you
and no one ever will
No matter how I think we grow
you always seem to let me know
it ain't workin' (it ain't workin)
it ain't workin'
And when i try to walk away
you hurt yourself to make me stay
This is crazy (This is crazy)
Oh this is crazy (this is crazy)
care for me, care for me (care)
i know you care for me
there for me there for me (there)
said you'd be there for me
cry for me cry for me (cry)
you said you'd die for me
give to me give to me (give)
why won't you live for me.
care for me, care for me (care)
you said you care for me
there for me there for me (there)
said you'd be there for me
cry for me cry for me (cry)
you said you'd die for me
give to me give to me (give)
why won't you live for me.
care for me, care for me (care)
you said you care for me
there for me there for me (there)
said you'd be there for me
cry for me cry for me (cry)
you said you'd die for me
give to me give to me (give)
why won't you live for me.
care for me, care for me (care)
you said you care for me
there for me there for me (there)
said you'd be there for me
give to me give to me (cry)
why don't you live for me.
cry for me cry for me (give)
you said you'd die for me
Where were you, when I needed you?
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now...
The Smiths
I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows I'm miserable now
I was looking for a job, and then I found a job
And heaven knows I'm miserable now
In my life
Why do I give valuable time
To people who don't care if I live or die ?
Two lovers entwined pass me by
And heaven knows I'm miserable now
I was looking for a job, and then I found a job
And heaven knows I'm miserable now
In my life
Oh, why do I give valuable time
To people who don't care if I live or die ?
What she asked of me at the end of the day
Caligula would have blushed
"You've been in the house too long" she said
And I (naturally) fled
In my life
Why do I smile
At people who I'd much rather kick in the eye ?
I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows I'm miserable now
"You've been in the house too long" she said
And I (naturally) fled
In my life
Why do I give valuable time
To people who don't care if I live or die ?
I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows I'm miserable now
I was looking for a job, and then I found a job
And heaven knows I'm miserable now
In my life
Why do I give valuable time
To people who don't care if I live or die ?
Two lovers entwined pass me by
And heaven knows I'm miserable now
I was looking for a job, and then I found a job
And heaven knows I'm miserable now
In my life
Oh, why do I give valuable time
To people who don't care if I live or die ?
What she asked of me at the end of the day
Caligula would have blushed
"You've been in the house too long" she said
And I (naturally) fled
In my life
Why do I smile
At people who I'd much rather kick in the eye ?
I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows I'm miserable now
"You've been in the house too long" she said
And I (naturally) fled
In my life
Why do I give valuable time
To people who don't care if I live or die ?
Monday, July 03, 2006
Dirty Harry
Gorillaz
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
The poor people are burning in the sun
But they ain't got a chance
They ain't got a chance
I need a gun
Cos all I do is dance
Cos all I do is dance
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
The poor people are burning in the sun
No, they ain't got a chance
They ain't got a chance
I need a gun
Cos all I do is dance
Cos all I do is dance
In my backpack
I got my act right
In case you act quite difficult
And yo is so weakin'
With anger and discontent
Some are seeking and searching like me, moi
I'm a peace-loving decoy
Ready for retaliation
I change the whole occasion to a pine box six-under
Impulsive don't ask wild wonder
Orders given to me is:
strike and I'm thunder with lightning fast reflexes on constant alert
from the constant hurt that seems limitless with no dropping pressure
Seems like everybody's out to test ya
'til they see your brake
They can't conceal the hate
That consumes you
I'm the reason why you flipped your soosa
Chill with your old lady at the tilt
I got a 90 days digit
And I'm filled with guilt
From things that I've seen
Your water's from a bottle
mine's from a canteen
At night I hear the shots
Ring so I'm a light sleeper
The cost of life,
it seems to get cheaper
out in the desert
with my street sweeper
The war is over
So said the speaker with the flight suit on
Maybe to him I'm just a pawn
So he can advance
Remember when I used to dance
Man, all I want to do is dance
(Dance!)
(Dance!)
(Dance!)
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
The poor people are burning in the sun
But they ain't got a chance
They ain't got a chance
I need a gun
Cos all I do is dance
Cos all I do is dance
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
The poor people are burning in the sun
No, they ain't got a chance
They ain't got a chance
I need a gun
Cos all I do is dance
Cos all I do is dance
In my backpack
I got my act right
In case you act quite difficult
And yo is so weakin'
With anger and discontent
Some are seeking and searching like me, moi
I'm a peace-loving decoy
Ready for retaliation
I change the whole occasion to a pine box six-under
Impulsive don't ask wild wonder
Orders given to me is:
strike and I'm thunder with lightning fast reflexes on constant alert
from the constant hurt that seems limitless with no dropping pressure
Seems like everybody's out to test ya
'til they see your brake
They can't conceal the hate
That consumes you
I'm the reason why you flipped your soosa
Chill with your old lady at the tilt
I got a 90 days digit
And I'm filled with guilt
From things that I've seen
Your water's from a bottle
mine's from a canteen
At night I hear the shots
Ring so I'm a light sleeper
The cost of life,
it seems to get cheaper
out in the desert
with my street sweeper
The war is over
So said the speaker with the flight suit on
Maybe to him I'm just a pawn
So he can advance
Remember when I used to dance
Man, all I want to do is dance
(Dance!)
(Dance!)
(Dance!)
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
Women & Packing Light: Mission Impossible!
You know what I hate about traveling?
Packing!
I wish I can pack the way men pack. I always have this picture in my mind of them just grabbing a couple of shirts, underwear, a pair or two of pants, and some toiletries, throw them inside a bag or a small suitcase, wallet in pocket, and leave.
Men have it so easy.
Women and packing..... Now that's a completely different story.
I'm going out of the country this weekend, for two weeks, and I've just finished packing..... I think. Looking at the contents of my suitcase, I'm pretty much convinced I have everything I need or want to bring. A tiny voice in me is telling me I've gone overboard.
Looking at my suitcase, it seems like I'm going to be gone for a month instead of just two weeks. My mom always tells me to make a list of only the essentials. I always do! But all of my things are essential to me, and because of that reason, it has always been a problem for me to keep whatever I bring with me within the 20 kilo limit airlines allow for each passenger.
I was planning on bringing at least 3 pairs of shoes but I had to let go of my beloved espadrilles. I suppose the sneakers that I'll be wearing, a slip-on, a kitten-heeled mule, and my bedroom slippers would do.
This morning I've dumped all of the clothes I wanted to bring with me, onto my bed. It pretty much looked like a disaster area. I narrowed everything down to a couple of black tees & white tees, 3 black blouses, a white blouse, a red shirt, 3 packs of underwear, 5 pairs of socks, 2 pairs of slacks, 2 pairs of jeans, and a couple of bras. That should do it..... Oh wait..... I almost forgot my bathrobe!
I was also planning on bringing a couple of books with me but I've decided to bring just one. I don't think I'll be cooped up indoors most of the time anyway. It's a big city and most of the two weeks will be spent exploring. Besides, I also have some writing to do.
Of course I have to bring my own toiletries. Can't leave home without my favorite scents, body cream, a loofa scrub, shower gel, sunblock, make-up, etcetera, etcetera. I can always buy the shampoo & conditioner over there. But what if they don't have the brand I use? I just have to make do I guess.
Now, if I bring two kinds of purses, will that be too much? If I bring some jewelry and accessories, will it also be too much? I can't leave home without my pearls, bracelets, earrings. What if I have to accessorize? Better bring some.....
There..... that should do it! At last I'm done. Oh wait..... The pasalubongs! Better make room for them, too.
Now let's see how much this'll weigh.....
Damn!!!!! 7 kilos of excess baggage. Time to rethink and strategize. Seriously, airlines should allow more for free baggage. Don't they know this is torture to women? Or maybe I should learn how to pack light...
Fuck it..... I'll just pay for the excess.
Packing!
I wish I can pack the way men pack. I always have this picture in my mind of them just grabbing a couple of shirts, underwear, a pair or two of pants, and some toiletries, throw them inside a bag or a small suitcase, wallet in pocket, and leave.
Men have it so easy.
Women and packing..... Now that's a completely different story.
I'm going out of the country this weekend, for two weeks, and I've just finished packing..... I think. Looking at the contents of my suitcase, I'm pretty much convinced I have everything I need or want to bring. A tiny voice in me is telling me I've gone overboard.
Looking at my suitcase, it seems like I'm going to be gone for a month instead of just two weeks. My mom always tells me to make a list of only the essentials. I always do! But all of my things are essential to me, and because of that reason, it has always been a problem for me to keep whatever I bring with me within the 20 kilo limit airlines allow for each passenger.
I was planning on bringing at least 3 pairs of shoes but I had to let go of my beloved espadrilles. I suppose the sneakers that I'll be wearing, a slip-on, a kitten-heeled mule, and my bedroom slippers would do.
This morning I've dumped all of the clothes I wanted to bring with me, onto my bed. It pretty much looked like a disaster area. I narrowed everything down to a couple of black tees & white tees, 3 black blouses, a white blouse, a red shirt, 3 packs of underwear, 5 pairs of socks, 2 pairs of slacks, 2 pairs of jeans, and a couple of bras. That should do it..... Oh wait..... I almost forgot my bathrobe!
I was also planning on bringing a couple of books with me but I've decided to bring just one. I don't think I'll be cooped up indoors most of the time anyway. It's a big city and most of the two weeks will be spent exploring. Besides, I also have some writing to do.
Of course I have to bring my own toiletries. Can't leave home without my favorite scents, body cream, a loofa scrub, shower gel, sunblock, make-up, etcetera, etcetera. I can always buy the shampoo & conditioner over there. But what if they don't have the brand I use? I just have to make do I guess.
Now, if I bring two kinds of purses, will that be too much? If I bring some jewelry and accessories, will it also be too much? I can't leave home without my pearls, bracelets, earrings. What if I have to accessorize? Better bring some.....
There..... that should do it! At last I'm done. Oh wait..... The pasalubongs! Better make room for them, too.
Now let's see how much this'll weigh.....
Damn!!!!! 7 kilos of excess baggage. Time to rethink and strategize. Seriously, airlines should allow more for free baggage. Don't they know this is torture to women? Or maybe I should learn how to pack light...
Fuck it..... I'll just pay for the excess.
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