Sister Bliss!

I think my photoshop-ing skill have improve slightly over the twenty blog entries that i have posted so far. Okay, maybe the green one is a bit odd but if andy warhol can get away with those multicolour pop art, why can't i? And to think that the split image of sister bliss here isn't simply smashing is a total insult to my very existence. An even greater insult to sister bliss herself!

You can gyrate to the rhythm of sister bliss at http://just-addwater.blogspot.com

My growing addiction for Blythe dolls

A few may realize that i have not been blogging for a while. Ten days to be exact. And it's totally not because i have been lazy (okay, maybe a little) or that i have loss interest in this whole blogging sensation. It's just that i have found a new obsession. The Blythe dolls. Pronounced as 'blahyth' or like the 'bli' sound in 'blind', she's by far the cutest doll i've ever seen. Her big wandering eyes, wide forehead, thin hair and the petite body frame, she posses a rare character that makes barbie look just like an ordinary molded plastic. I think she just turn me straight!

pictures courtesy of www.flickr.com/photos/jooli

Mozart and The Whale

I'm so in love with this movie. And josh hartnett...oh my lord, he is just too cute for hollywood. I know i'm being disloyal to jake gyllenhaal, and i'm truly sorry about it, but josh is what i call organism-ly good looking. His portrayal of a young man with high-functioning Asperger's Syndrome is totally remarkable. A definite a+ for his performance. And ya, radha mitchell can act as well. So does gary cole, sheila kelley and erica leerhsen..yade..yade..yade..yada..hmm.

Anyway, the feature-length motion picture by petter naess tells a romantic tale of two people with Asperger's Syndrome, a form of autism, who fought against their distinct behaviour, some say craziness, to defy all law of gravity to be with each other. He got a knack for numbers while she's a wacko artist with a gazillion pets. How cool is that!

It's truly an asperger love story not to be miss!

Shanghai Babies!

*sob* lil miss mei have jet off to the dumpling land of Shanghai, leaving behind a trail of beloved fans and wandering followers. With her gone for a month, there would be no more sipping of soy latte at starbucks, no more blackforest at secret's and worst of ALL no more cam whoring. Oh god, we miss you. Come home soon.

lil miss mei have her own myspace. Visit her at www.myspace.com/lilmissmei

I'm an IT dummy

I have been trying to upload this as my header for the past week, but i fail miserably. How la?

Romantic fools

A friend once asked, what would be the most romantic thing that anyone would do for me? At that time i was going through a severe bubble-gum period, you know those 'la la mui' episode, and i think i said something along the lines of taking me to an outdoor cinema to watch a horrid chic flick while enjoying a cotton candy together or do a heath ledger from 10 Things I Hate About You. I know. Cheesy.

But thinking about it now, i guess the most romantic thing that anyone could do is to wait. Waiting for the uncertainty is a sincere and noble effort. Either you're waiting for a day or two, or half a lifetime, waiting is a painful way to pass time. This four letter word could burn the heart of a hopeful spirit, melt the dream of a sleepless soul and easily kill the patience of the strongest men. And ironically, the longer you wait the more romantic it gets. The boys from Brokeback Mountain waited a lifetime to prove their love for each other, keanu reeves waited a few years to meet sandra bullock in The Lake House while ryan gosling practically waited till his last breath to relive the unforgettable love he share with rachel mcadams in The Notebook. You can throw away those flowers and ditch the candle light dinners, cause waiting is definitely the new romantic gizmo.

Cheers to all the man that kept waiting and are still waiting.

'what exactly are we waiting for?'

I need a new hobby

This is what happen when the earthquake screwed up the internet line. I end up with too much time on my hand, resulting in me fiddling with the many buttons of photoshop and voila, i have successfully turn myself into a living teen sensation! That is if overly make up drag queen is the new must-have look. I'm utterly hideous and it's not even funny.

Please laugh moderately.
Oh ya, Happy New Year.