Mr Bad Media Karma

A cursory peek into my fucked-up life. Rants and raves, musings and madness - come get your piece of me.

Friday, September 30, 2005

Beauty & The Beast



What can I say, love is blind. La Lopez looking STUNNING at the American Express Gala (what's THAT about anyway?), while hubby Marc looks urm...well moving on.
Jenny Lo, even at age 35 (or is that 36, the lying BITCH!) is in my opinion the epitome of beautiful. Just so radiant. Almost makes me wanna...hahaha

Just cause I can't seem to get enough of this look...LOVE the hair



Say what you want about Jennifer, she's a CLASSY lady with plenty of STYLE and GLAMOUR to boot. And I for one think she's pretty down to earth and actually
nice. Just another victim of a manipulative and ungrateful media that has managed to brainwash the public into perceiving celebrities the way they want them to.

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Jimmy Jimmy

I'm in the process of downloading Britney's interview with Jimmy Kimmel just before the release of "In The Zone" back in 2003. Time flies doesn't it? I still remember rushing down to HMV on Monday to pick up the CD. Pity it didn't sell better. =(

The past few weeks of work have just worn me out so I'm very grateful for that precious day off tomorrow. I don't really care if it feels better to take a Monday off (you know...long weekend and all)...I just need a break PRONTO. And yeah some of you may be wondering, "How tiring can army life as a clerk be?". Well, I'm the type of person who gets very tired when asked to do mundane/useless/boring tasks which I have no interest in and could not care less about.

Aye aye. Isn't the situation in Germany just so frustrating? Here in a country in need of some serious economic reform, an economy that is FINALLY showing some signs of life after being moribund for years. I'm quite certain that with that extra push, Deutschland could serve as a model for other European countries (France, Italy etc) with bloated welfare systems that are in dire need of reform. Yet, the German public has basically shown that it is still adverse to the concept of 'no pain no gain' by not giving Dr. Angela Merkel the full support she needed to form a coalition government of her own CDU and the FP. Of course, Ms Merkel strikes me as having the charisma and personality of a pile of rocks, but what could possibly be worse than yet ANOTHER term for Gerhard Schroder? In my humble opinion he has steered Germany in the wrong direction by siding with the French and acting as a counterweight to US power instead of an ally and friend. Let's not forget that without the Marshall Plan, Germany would probably not be the world's third largest economy today. Putting the issue of loyalty aside, Schroder's limp wristed reforms have certainly done little to help Germany's economy. Sure there are signs of recovery, but I think that this can be attributed more to Corporate Germany than any of la Schroder's policies. Besides, I doubt the momentum can be sustained without some serious reform.

It would be appropriate to compare Germany with their world war ally Japan. Both countries suffered humiliating defeats, both then miraculously grew to become the third and second largest economies in the world respectively, and both then experienced stagnation. Yet, the prospects for Japan certainly appear more bright than they do for Germany. This was reinforced by the re-election of Koizumi who basically made reform the top issue in his campaign. Perhaps the Japanese have finally realised that the only way to get out of the rut they are in is to brace themselves for painful reform. Unfortunately this is a lesson the Germans have apparently yet to learn.

Now now...if you read this and think 'This fool doesn't know what the hell he is talking about, things aren't so simple', just remember that I am only 19...losing brain cells for a good part of the day (ie from the moment I enter camp to the moment I book out), and just wish to keep those intellectual juices flowing a little. I don't claim to know everything (altho' I would love to).

I'm going to have a nice slow day tomorrow. Just going to relax and unwind. I hope the sun's gonna be shining brightly. And I think I've overreacted to that situation too many times to actually have any negative feelings right now.

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Oh My Gaw

"Is that MY porBEM?" The warrant officer posed that question to me after I explained why I wasn't wearing my beret upon booking into camp. For the benefit of the clueless, the SAF is very anal about wearing headress when walking in the open within camp in uniform. I had tried to explain that since I had just posted out of my previous unit, and thus had to return the beret I had drawn from them, I was now lacking a beret(well actually I lost the beret I drew many many months ago and then misplaced the replacement a long time ago too, thus I didn't actually return ANY beret to the old camp, but that really ISN'T the POINT...oh and I lost my jockey cap too). After taking the effort to explain the situation to him in simple English in the hope that he would understand, that was his reply. Well guess what buster it IS your DAMN PORBEM because you just chose to question me about it you uneducated FOOL.

So work today was just shit again. I had sms-ed someone in the morning in the hope of starting a conversation to relieve me of my boredom. And I basically got texts from EVERYONE except for him. TYPICAL. I really can't be arsed to describe how useless and irritating a day at work in camp is so i won't bother. It's kindda like walking into a wall repeatedly.

Fast forward to 6PM. I find myself at Jurong Point looking for Differin gel. The person at Guardian informs me that it's prescription only. GREAT! It was good to see Matthew again. I really miss the people and the working conditions at 40, believe it or not. Just a few days ago I was ecstatic to get out of there. It's amazing how SOME things change within days isn't it? Current office feels like it was made for DWARFS and GNOMES. It's so terribly CRAMP and RUN-DOWN. I'd imagine a post office in India to resemble my workplace really. (And is it really that hard to reply to that?) Matthew da kind soul brought me up to some girly cosmetic shop and called his girlfriend to ask what brand of concealer she used. He even helped me buy it. So nice right Matthew? And in case you're wondering...YES I do need concealer. Having this horrible zit outbreak right now which needs to be HIDDEN and eventually ERADICATED.

On the train back from Boon Lay, there was a gap between me and the next person. This GROTESQUELY FAT man then walks in and proceeds to motion to me to move aside with a wave of his gigantic hand. He sits down and takes up ONE AND A HALF seats forcing me to move left. HEY BUSTER just because you have A LOT of extra weight doesn't mean you can throw it at me. I hate these type of people.

On the topic of hatred, what's with prosecuting those 3 guys man? If you've been living in a CAVE for the past few months (but even then you HAVE to know that Britney gave birth to a baby boy no?), or are simply blessed enought not to live on my sunny island, lemme give you the 411. 3 Chinese guys were recently charged for making racist comments about Malays/Muslims under some obscure sedition act. I mean seriously, what's the big deal? It's not like they're going around slaying Muslims or something. EVERYONE has the right to an opinion and the right to EXPRESS that DAMN opinion. Even racists. And last time I checked racism wasn't a criminal offence. And isn't it just LOVELY how such a hardline stance is taken against racism while negative and discriminatory attitudes towards other topics (a la homosexuality) are dismissed and even condoned. "Oh Singapore is still a conservative society." Use that to excuse one form of discrimination and come down so hard on another form. Outstanding.

Oh I just read the most HILARIOUS thing. Apparently Heather Mills lost her leg during a PETA protest against Jenny Lo's use of fur.

"A protester with Heather tells Star that as building security at her office forced the protestors out, Heather's leg became partially detached in the crush of a crowd. Security then denied her request to use a bathroom to reattach it in private, forcing her into an emergency stairwell instead."

I'm sorry but I find that just absolutely hilarious. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. That should teach her to mess with JENNIFER LYNN LOPEZ NOA JUDD ANTHONY. I'm sorry but I can't STAND PETA. I'm an animal lover and all (tho' I would wear a nice expensive CHINCHILLA coat), but PETA just takes it to the extreme.

Well I guess that's it for tonight. You can expect more venting tomorrow...oh and I'll probably write about how fucked up Germany is for not giving Angela Merkel the support she needed to reform their damn economy.

Monday, September 26, 2005

Typical

This is very typical of me really. Back in '99 it was "I HATE Days Of Our Lives" (proceeds to watch the show and becomes addicted to it until it is unceremoniously booted from Channel 5). Then in '00 there was the whole "I can't STAND Britney/Cher" phase (proceeds to become marginally obsessed with them and buys every Britney album...not humanly possible to buy every Cher album tho'). Oh and who can forget the most recent "I Pods are overrated" (would you like to have a look at my 20GB I Pod with COLOUR screen?)

SO after ranting and ranting that blogs are for girls and that I would never ever ever have one...here I am typing out my very first entry. Why? Am i jumping on the damn bandwagon again? I blame it on TECHNOLOGY. You see, I have already kept a journal (full of DARK and DIRTY secrets, the only place I can be completely honest with myself) for more than a year. But there's something about TYPING in an entry instead of putting it down on paper. I blame technological progress. Yes yes.

So what I am gonna write about anyway? Frankly my brain is too zoned out to think much right now. Let me just say that I feel very inadequate at the moment. Nothing new? Well try feeling INADEQUATE at a time when your teenage years are very nearly slipping away from you. I feel like I've not made the most of those supposedly wonderful teen years. All the dreams and fantasies I had for myself when i was 14/15...remain dreams and fantasies. And that pisses me off a great deal.

Now you might say...quit whining and just move on with life. It isn't that easy. The past is as much a source of comfort as it is a burden, as ANYONE who has read Eugene O' Neill's EPIC play Long's Days Journey Into Night would attest to. There are so many decisions I made in life that I regret. Things I did. Things I didn't do. And the BLOODY icing on the cake is that I will never be able to relive those years of my life, which is also compounded by the fact that I still feel trapped in the same sad cycle. Surely this can't go on forever?

How very typical indeed. I really don't care who reads this. I'm pretty sure no one who knows me will so I can just BITCH as much as I want to and bare my damn(ed) soul. I just need to vent. And this seems more fun than using pen and paper. Haha maybe Mr. Tong might read this eventually. I have no idea why I trust him so much after all that he did. But I guess that's in the past isn't it?