Thursday, October 22, 2009


Another victim has been added to the long list of child abuse victims and this time the culprits are her own mother and her mother's boyfriend. I can't understand how a mother who is supposedly a loving person can turn a blind eye towards the suffering of her own flesh and blood. Is love so powerful that one can become so weak and cruel? I am not a violent person and I don't believe much in violent acts but this time, I truly wish that these two devils would die slow agonising deaths. Neither am I judgmental but I can't help but curse them to the lowest depth of hell. Whatever their reasons are, none can be justified. The pictures of the little girl were all over the papers and it is sad to witness how two mature adults can do such things to an innocent child. What's love got to do with it? Nothing and everything, I'd say.

Monday, October 19, 2009


Whitney Houston performed 'Million Dolar Bill' on the British show 'The X Factor' and she had a wardrobe malfunction. While not as famous and as revealing as Miss Jackson's 2004 Superbowl incident, it was a wardrobe malfunction nevertheless. The back strap of her dress came undone in the middle of her performance but she was fortunate the dress was held together by the top straps. Talk about luck! Whitney (sometimes called Nippy by her family and fans) could have shown a 'nipple' (or two) and I'm sure the incident would be bigger (no pun intended) than her comeback story. It could also have easily been referred to as the real 'Nipplegate'. Making light of the situation, she said,"I sang myself out of my clothes". From now on, I'm going to make sure sure my fly is done properly every time I step out of the loo. Pray that I will never have to say 'I peed myself out of my pants'.

Friday, October 16, 2009


Barbra Streisand has got herself a number one album at the moment and Mariah Carey is not really too far behind (no pun intended). So what about them and why am I writing about them in this entry? Well, there is no specific reason actually. I'm just curious and I wonder if anyone shares my curiosity. Everybody knows that most of Mariah's pictures show only the right-hand side of her face but it totally escaped my attention that Barbra has been doing the opposite for decades.

I wonder why...

Wednesday, October 14, 2009


I am a person who needs a lot of sleep. At least eight hours of sleep per day and I'll be able to perform my daily tasks well (most of the time but not all the time). Less than that and I'll be bitchy, moody and groggy. Well, I'm always bitchy, moody and groggy anyway. More than that and I'll be as happy as a lark. I used to feel really guilty about my sleeping habit since I know a lot of people who don't sleep as much as I do but can still get up feeling fresh and rejuvenated. No more of that guilty feeling! Thanks to Ying-Hui Fu, a professor of neurology at the University of California, San Francisco who conducted a study and says that some people simply have shorter sleep requirements. It seems that I am not genetically programmed to have that kind of sleep. Now, I can blame my genes (or should I thank them?) for not providing me with whatever that I need for shorter sleeping periods. I can sleep almost anywhere and anytime actually. I don't even need a proper bed to sleep. Just make sure the lights are low and the weather is cool and I will soon be off to Dreamland. I've been known to sleep through long, boring and meaningless meetings and short, interesting and important ones too! To me, sleeping is almost like an escapism. It is akin to reading a wonderful fairytale where you'll be on the adventure trail with fairies, goblins, princess, princesses, dragons et cetera et cetera et cetera. It soothes the aching body, heals the wounded soul and feeds the imagination. A good night sleep can do a lot of wonders for a person and a siesta doesn't hurt either. In fact, afternoon naps can be quite rejuvenating especially on a hot day when the wind doesn't blow and the world is just too much to take.

p/s Don't ask whether I snore or not during my sleep but I've been told that I am a restless sleeper.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009


I was expecting a parcel from somebody to be sent to my house (my Whitney Houston's cd singles actually) and I was surprised when it was sent to my workplace instead of to my house. I don't even know the postman personally and I seldom said even two words to him except the occasional thank you when I happened to be at home. I guess he knew that nobody was at home when he was delivering the parcel and instead of leaving a note asking me to pick up the parcel from the post office, he sent it to my workplace. That was really nice of him, wasn't it? It is quite rare nowadays to find people who will go out of their way to do something for someone else especially if they don't know that person. I doubt that I will either. To that Mister Postman, bravo and thank you very much.