Coffee Cups

Yakkety Yak

TRUTH in the eyes of the public is just made up of the perception of the majority.
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Show me a man who paints on canvas,
and I'll show you a man who draws on styrofoam cups.

run baby run

image source: blog.sharpie.com

image source: www.iamboey.com

These images are subject to copright, and technically...I can't even reproduce them without (his) permission.

But heck with it, this is so creative that I can't even describe.

So intricate the design, I could proclaim this man a genius.

Cheeming Boey [<--check him out], makes me wanna kick myself for every styrofoam cup that I've thrown away. Its like throwing away $280 (thats how much one cup can sell for!)

Atleast for this one.
Hence, the more elaborate the design, the more the WOW factor, the more in the hundreds it'll sell for.
And some of them seriously make you go...'how on earth did he do that?'

Whoever thought doodling could be so lucrative?

The beautiful thing about art is that it can come in so many ways. And who's to say in art, whats wrong, whats ugly and whats not.
Art is about personal expression and freedom. Art is an avenue to express your feelings, may it be on canvas, paper, walls... and once you've created that 'work of art', it leaves you feeling elated and indescribable to some.

Art is a function creativuty, which is a part of me that I've been trying very hard to cultivate back into my life eversince.......

.............eversince I joined zombie boot camp, that is....work.

To think of it, working in an office is a strange...strange thing to do.
Who on earth came up with the rationale that putting people in one place with no windows under the scrutiny of the boss would be the most efficient way to get things done.....?

Heck, how much work do we get done in the office anyway?
Most people spend alot of time 'busy acting busy'/looking like we're working (which is something I knoe you are very good at - don't deny), wasting time, facebook-ing, chatting and...if you're reading this during office hours then you're wasting time!
Get back to work!!! XD

I think working in an office has become far too outdated. Look at where we are now! With so much technology in the works, I think organisations should challenge the way we work and where we work.

*restless*

Looking at Boey's papercup designs offer me a glimer of hope. That the limits of creativity...are absolutely endless. Therefore I will not allow the confines of my office cubicle to box up my imagination. I will not let my air conditioned office evaporate all of my creative juice

Now the question that remains is....what I ought to draw on (that hasn't been drawn on already)?

Pizza boxes?
nah, for that I either have to sneak into Dominos' at midnight to steal pizza boxes or I would have to eat a whole lotta pizza.
Not good for the abs. no-no.
Skin?
Dammit they already invented tattoos.....! lol.

Styrofoam boxes? Possible. Plenty of supply courtesy of my neighborhood chap-fan store.

But like I've mentioned, art has no boundaries. Art may be written, be captured through a camera lense, it can be sung in a song, or danced to like those I-melt-for-LXD-dancers.
Art is limitless, and I think we should always push beyond those boundaries of what we perceive as 'art'.

So perhaps I could divelge into....
................toilet paper art?

Its good reading material on the potty before your toilet seat automatically ejects you.
And its supply would be in over abundance in places where there's alot of shit to wipe.

It could even be drawn as a comic, I could condense the whole Lord of the Rings saga into one toilet roll.

Creativity can be found anywhere.

Boey describe his artistic creations as something that 'smacks mundane in the face'.
I should get around to paying creativity more attention before it hits me with a stapler or my office diary......or
.......before it gets my cat to bite my charger or pee on my laptop.

So if mundane was a man I'd kick him in the groin.

The diffrence between a dream and reality....is just doing it.
-@p-

Leave Right Now

Yakkety Yak

Its been crazy hot these days!!!

Imagine how going to the office would be like in the 60's when there wasn't any air conditioning.

I'd wear singlet to go to work. =p
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Idol's season 9 result show on Friday didn't surprise me.

Ousted from the competition Boys: Jermaine Sellers, John Park
Girls: Michelle Delamor & Haeley Vaughn

But a second look at the 4 who got eliminated does give fuel for some speculative activity. (for people like me who have nothing better to do but watch Idol everyday.hehe)

Hmmm...3 blacks and one Asian....Helloooooo America!!
You wonder whether a competition like this can indeed be colourblind.

Is it a true case of talent deficiency, in which America voted against their singing abilities, their horrendous choice of songs or....do I sense some less-than-favourtism based on skin colour here?.

I mean, Joe Munoz who's Mexican did get booted off from the competition last week.

image source: www.americanidol.com

Okay fine. so their departure from the competiton just might have some justification... John Park has that corny Vaness Wu hairstyle that maybe works in Korea but not in the US, baby.

Jermaine Sellers...well, a bit of a shocker, but maybe ..the angels just weren't looking out enough for this God fearing man.

I'm on Idol season 9 but my hairdo is from 10 seasons ago.

As for Michelle Delamor...well can't quite understand how she got bumped off when she looks so extremely COMMERCIAL.

I mean...look at her! She could turn Beyonce!!

~wo oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh oh~

All the single ladies! uhuh, I'll put a ring on that XD

The weakest link of the four would probably be Haeley Vaughn. She was never that great to start out with anyway. And its always excruciating to hear someone sing Miley Cyrus's The Climb which is like the karaoke theme song for 16 year olds.

Speaking of 16 year old, here is my beh-tahan artist for of the month, Justin Bieber...who reminds me of Aaron Carter REBORN in the 21st century. why...oh why...??


Somehow, I find it so disturbing that a 16 year old boy who hasn't reached puberty is going about singing Baby baby baby Ohhh...and all the girls in his music video...are so 'developed'.

Anyway, aside from my most be-tahan pop artist (as mentioned above), I've discovered this week's cutie =D. Here's Jason Castro and he's...yeap, an Idol Graduate.

*ah-choo!*

Catchy song. Don't you just wanna ruffles your fingers through his dreadlocks? (or pour a whole bottle of Pantene mebbe)

Okay fine I'll keep my hands to myself.

I hope the idols realise that its not the end of the road for them just because they got booted out of the competition. And to some extent, this show just creates losers out of winners.

Some battles are better just lost, cos you don't always have to win the battle to win the war.
There may just be ONE American Idol, but you won't just be the only one.

They cannot take away your self respect unless you give it to them
Gandhi

-@p-

Brutal cuts & The Dance Phenomenon

Yakkety Yak

I just heard a contestant on American Idol butcher the song 'Landslide'. She sung so badly that I thought the sand beneath where my condo stands upon was gonna come down crashing.
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There's a dude on this season's American Idol that I'm really astounded by. Really, he sounds so hot that when he sings...he can literally blow a girl's pants off. (not mine, of course)

And his name, is Andrew Garcia.




As I sat on the couch and watched this audition, I didn't proceed to remove my pants, but I honestly thought that I was gonna cry listening to him sing, and I mean that in every good way.

And now that Andrew Garcia made it to the top 24, I predict alot more knickers are gonna go flying, in time.

The rest of American Idol this time around has failed to garner much idol fever in me, yet alone deliver much of good ol' talent and originality. Most are rather forgettable really, and whats even more unforgivable about them is their horrendous choice of songs!

In Hollywood week, alot of Idol hopefuls sang the song 'Home' by Chris Daugthry.
Thats is probably the worst song to ever sing in the whole of American Idol history. Why on earth would you wanna sing a song that has lyrics that go ...'So I'm going home...to the place where I belong.....'

siao arh.....? skali you go home then you knoe.
Then its bye-bye to the competition. Stupid americans. lol

Sigh, why is quality entertainment so hard to find?

These are times when I wish my cat could do more than just meow, scratch himself, beg for food & do more than just idolize himself everyday.

iambeautiful!

Anyhow, my constant lookout for something to ENTERTAIN ME! helped me chance upon this beautiful dance choreography, that is so beautiful.....that.... oh I needn't say.

Ladies & Gentleman, I present to you LXD.

The Legion of Extraordinary Dancers.

A performance so beautiful, that it deserves the highest accolade I could ever gave to any performance....
it makes ME wanna take off my pants....AND cry.

The Legion of Extraordinary Dancers [LXD] is an online dance series, combining the best dancers in the world, as they come together and blend music, dance & storytelling so artistically, like you've never seen before. A legion they are, a legend they will be. Pants...errr I mean hats off to them.

Hit www.LXD.com for trailers & jaw dropping dance routines.

Look at the stars...
Look how they shine for you
And everything that you do
-@p-

Barenaked for Work

Dedicated to those who work, who slog, and who sit behind their desks everyday, yearning for life beyond the cubicle.
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On Monday's like this
Its hard to tell if I exist,
Any help in photocopying I could assist?
Oh no, I insist.
I'm one banker with a twist,
Cos' at 5.30pm I'm automatically dismissed,
That I persist.

Put a banana in someone's exhaust pipe.
I'm like sitting here waiting for fruits to ripe,
Don't want to turn into an office stereotype,
And I can't be anyone's ass-wipe,
I'm just not the toilet paper type.

Pay someone to peel a prawn.
When I was young I chanced upon,
Something called brawn,
Here I try to scream but out comes a yawn,
To work I'm anything but drawn,
Holy shit, is that a fucking faun.....?

Chickity China the Chinese Chicken,
Work for 10 months and your brain stops tickin'
Like being in jail, except getting paid its quite akin,
You make a lame-ass joke but I grin,
Alot look like they're wearing sheepskin,
Lookin' like real pumpkins,
Much to my fashion sense chagrin.

Great skirt, but you look fat in white.
This place is killing my dendrites,
Cos' my neurons are saying goodnight,
Become senile I just might,
Wonder if any of this will make sense looking in hindsight.

Watch out for arrows!
Bosses are hunting us like dingoes,
It's a sport for their ego,
Did you hear my screams echo?
When confusion becomes the status quo.
I turn to hamtaro!
Point me to the nearest bistro,
Cure my headache with a shot, bingo!
There you go, your office hobo.

I just made you say underwear.
Working is unfair,
Some sort of psychological warfare,
Turning us into working class nightmares,
Like being thrown off a plane in mid air,
You'll find me in the middle of nowhere,
You're reading this I'm aware,
There guys actually pay me for my hardware,
I may malfunction, beware!

Pinch me, I'm still asleep.
-@p-

Beer & the Bush

Yakkety Yak

The other day, I was stuck for 45 minutes talking to someone who was so boring, that if boring ever came and spoke to him, boring would say...'Gawd, you are boring!'

It has come to a point for me that I can't be bothered to listen to anyone who doesn't inspire me. ____________________________________________________________________

The other day, the young and bubbly intern in the office shared with me an interesting bit about Hoegaarden beer.

Beginners French, blanche means white.

Kay first things first, its pronounced as 'who-garden'. And if I lost you at 'Hou.....meh ah?'. You might know it as the beer thats served in its trademark hexagonal glass, and it often looks cloudy and whitish.

*slurp* XD

Hoegaarden is so popular, thats its practically synonymous with Belgian white beer. And its unique, chunky beer glass is ideal to be hijacked as a souvenir from whichever bar or pub which you patronize =D

(now you know why Starbuck's is always so efficient at taking back its coffee mugs)

So on Wednesday, Su (the intern) revealed to me some Hoegaarden trivia, that left me so curious, I spent the other half of the day researching on it. And it took some ingenuity to Google up the images for this post, it included having to search for key words like 'bush' and 'naked woman'. How dodgy XD *time in the office well spent*

Ever wondered where the name Hoegaarden came from? Dah-lah its hard to pronounce...but what does it mean?

Here's Hoegardeen Le fruit défendu , and pay attention to the label.

The picture reveals a man & a woman, who we'd purportedly think is 'Adam' and 'Eve', both nearlyyyyyyyyyyyy naked...with all but a bit of 'bush' to cover up.

And upon closer inspection,
Yes there is infact quite a jungle down there.


So the name Hoegaarden actually refers to someone's 'garden'.
This picture did cause quite an uproar in the USA, mainly because the Americans thought that the naked picture of Adam & Eve was degrading. (Funny tho, Americans saying its shameful when this is what JLo wore to the Grammy's)

rainforest bathrobe
can't you tell i took a shower before the show?

Anyhow, Hoegarden defended that it wasn't Adam and Eve, but the picture...was based on a 'painting'.
(so was that painting about Adam & Eve then....? sheeehs)

the label that sparks debate

They should have just come out clean and said it was a cheap way to get a naked woman on the label....well I would have forgave them.

Personally, I think the label is teriffic, as it goes perfectly with the deep red colour of the beer, and Adam handing over Eve a beer (instead of an apple), evokes the whole 'forbidden fruit' theme. Hence the name Hoegaarden Le fruit défendu , or..Hoegaarden Forbidden Fruit.

Gotta give it to them, whoever who ingenously came up with a beer named after someone's privates, must be one sick basterd.
Unfortunately, the 'garden' story being referred to here, and all the hype about someone's bush (I'd never thought I'd ever say that) is completely and absolutely, inaccurate.

I took the liberty of verifying the whole 'Bush story', only to find out that Hoegaarden beer, is actually named after the a historic village in the Flemish province of Belgium.

So much for someone's bush.
Which makes me wonder how Su came up with the whole 'garden' thing in the first place.
Maybe she has some previous brazillian waxing horrors. *wonders* XD

Sigh, what are they teaching kids at uni these days??? can I...can I go back to uni too?
They even nick-named Su as 'Sugar' because she's so lively and full of energy.
Ahh...youth.

Turned BFF's over photocopying, scanning & binding work.

She even brought out the bimbo in me.

Which is not something I should show the world. Altho my buddy Vern insits that my true hair colour, is indeed blond.

Ahh friends...you can't get honesty like that anywhere else.


Aprilsiow thanks Su for her short, but memorable appearance in the department...and for calling me a nutcase.

You should always have one case of beer in case it rains,
And another one, in case it doesn't.
-@p-

It ain't CNY till.............

Yakkety Yak

Here's what I got off a signboard along Petaling Street,

Rabbit year 2010 horoscope: 'Keep away from alcohol & multiple relationships'

what's a rabbit to do now?
O_O
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Of all chinese new years, I think this year's movie goer's were particularly spoilt for choice.
Our local cinemas saw three giant Chinese blockbusters hitting the screens right at the start of the celebration.

Ahh...the holidays.
With so much to watch...who cares about Valentine's Day?(don't mind me I'm just S.A.D) XD

Talk about bad timing though, gsc's website was down for much of CNY, rendering their online ticketing system useless.

So much for 'Golden screen' cinemas huh? All I saw was a white screen and a fucking download bar that wouldn't move.

It ain't cny till the city is on shutdown mode and things go haywire cos nobody wants to work.

Which kinda makes me wonder if it was Astro's deliberate plan to hack into gsc's website and sabotage their online booking system, so people would be lazy to go to the movies and...and we'd sit at home and ponder about upgrading to Astro Byond. Maybe...just maybe.

So I manually queued for 1/2 an hour to get tickets for Little Big Soldier, for my they-drive-me-insane-parents & father who kept complaining about mosquitoes in the cinema hall.
Well.........
it ain't really cny till your folks drive you crazy. period.

Spoilt for choice we were, but it wasn't really a hard choice for me to make in terms of my movie selection.
Jackie Chan proves once again in Little Big Soldier that you can't go wrong with humour, and its simply Jackie, at what he does best at.
Cos it ain't cny, till you laugh till you cry ; )

The other CNY blockbuster that premiered this season is True Legend. But I shall say no more since the movie has Jay Chou innit, and since Jay Chou movies are a flop anyway, I gave True Legend a pass.

And another Chinese movie thats on now is 14 Blades, which has the Donnie Yen-My-man innit, which also appears to be just as enticing...but anyhow I found Wu Chun's exposed midriff in it less than appealing. He looks like a confused belly dancer crossed with pirates of the caribbean.


Little Big Soldier also starred Wang LeeHom, but if you're planning on catching the movie just to watch him, you're gonna be disappointed.

Poor Lee Hom looked so disheveled and was covered in grime throughout the whole movie. I thought he was rather forgettable in the movie too. So much for eye candy girls. pfffft.

Frankly, I thought his faggot-ty evil brother in the movie was more entertaining.
He was so faggoty, its like they plucked him right out of F4..

oh wait, there he is....!


Kay fine, so he didn't graduate from F4 (or Farenheit), lil' faggot boy is in fact Yoo Seung Jun...or...Steve.
And lil' faggot has quite a story himself too. Alright, I'll stop calling lil' faggot boy lil' faggot boy. lol.

*ahem* Steve here got himself kicked out of Korea after gaining his American citizenship which he got to avoid doing military service which is mandatory for boys in Korea.

Now he's living in exile.
But those are some major biceps for the faggoty role he got in Little Big Soldier. Pity.

Little Big Soldier had its cliché moments here and there, like a useless beautiful woman character that served no purpose in the film, and the tried and tested it-was-only-a-dream situation.
But its meaningful plot and some seriously funny moments in the film were enough to make up for it.

The movie had a sad sad ending though, which I will not expose. No spoilers here ;)
Little Big Soldier is a unique story about how two people who've led such different lives, are brought together by sheer chance, and they learn so much from each other.

Too bad Jackie Chan had to die in the end. Ooops. Spoiler alert! =PpPp

Little Big Soldier is the first of the cny blockblusters I've watched, not counting the very many cny shows I've already caught on astro, including Ip Man, Money No Enough and Ah Long Pty Ltd.

I think if I watched anymore, I'm gonna turn out like this.......

my very own Garfield

no wait, actually this looks more like it...

Cny ain't Cny without good tv folks.

Happy cny everyone! =D

-@p-

Mosaic

Yakkety Yak

'To be, or not to be - that is the question'

William Shakespeare, Hamlet

I say Be or Be not, there is no question.
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Here's a dude I've recently come to admire.


Mind you, I said admire (as in...highly regard), not adore.
He (Lucas) is after all, ''property'' of my dearest tze-mui here, Di.

Miss Di Lew...shielding us from all the ugly =D

If you don't believe me, assuming you could pick him up in the supermarket & take him to the check-out counter, The barcode scan would produce.....

Hands off!

Besides, I don't think he could fit in your trolley anyway xD

Hey whats there not to admire about a 23 year-old who recently started up his own wealth management company? Kudos to him!!! I'm certainly glad atleast one of us put our college education to good use (not that I did anyway.lol)

Lucas, or Hoon Chuan (as I call him) is the ''Moving Shaker''
of Fortress Wealth Advisory. [click on it!] Now I don't know what a moving shaker is (although it does kinda sound obscene in my head.lol), Lucas is well on his way to making his millions and, come one day, I won't be surprised if I find him on the front cover of Forbes, although..he did make the cover of Vogue not too long ago.


Not only is he making his own fortune, but his business is one that helps you to attain your own financial goals, apart from educating the public through financial seminars & workshops about the importance of financial planning.

Its great to know someone who's so passionate about what he does. And in this case, he's a dude thats focused on earning his dough, extremely driven & motivated. His work keeps him ALIVE.

Its quite a feat starting up your own company at an age when most of us (myself) are at a point where pur lives are just starting, and I literally start my day by dragging my feet to the work.

It takes guts to follow your dreams and it takes thorough commitment & perseverance to make it come true. I'm sure all of this is just the start of whats more to come, & more massive stuff to expect from Lucas :)

Lucas when you become Datuk Loo, please don't forget your impoverished writer friend here :)))

As for Di, I'm happy for her because she's going to marry a rich man in the not so far off future. And on her business card, its gonna be written ' Wife of Director of Fortress Advisory '. =D

People might not get all that they work for, but they must certainly work for all they get.

Furthermost to the right, back when I was hensem =p

I used to think that I was gonna grow up to be rich someday. But to my own surprise, I joined the working force only to find out that I am very much less of the career oriented woman that I thought I was. And month after month, I couldn't help but look at my paycheck and feel a pang of emptiness inside me. And the feeling became increasingly more...day by day.

Maybe I never had the 'millionaire mindset' to begin with or that I'm just not ambitious.
But perhaps I'm the only one who's desperate to find something more before my life is over.

I envision being broke but happy, and sometimes I wonder if the money I plonk into my mother's hands every month does any good in the first place. When I heave a heavy sigh on Monday mornings, which then I remind myself that the creation of happiness for others is much more important than how insanely bored I am behind my desk everyday.

In a world where success has been increasingly measured by personality, rather than true character, I think that in the years to come, in the eyes of others, I'd be seen as highly unsuccessful, a failure, loser, or a pauper, or whatever. As I'm growing less and less enthusiastic about becoming a millionaire, and instead, more and more determined to find happiness, joy & inner piece.

I'm probably not going to make alot of money from doing what I love doing, but atleast it'll keep my soul with me, and it'll satisty my conscience knowing that I lived a life doing the things that mattered most to me.

Like they say, its not how long you live but its how much life you've lived in those years.

Some people are just meant to make millions, but thats okay, the world needs ambitious people.
Some people are meant to be doctors, others engineers.

“We all live with the objective of being happy, our lives are all different and yet the same.”

Anne Frank - German Jewish girl
Author of a diary of her family's 2 years in hiding during World War II

Agreed, as for me...all that I'm after, is a life full of laughter.

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all.
-@p-

Hot n Cold

Yakkety Yak

Over dinner, I heard a man say this...

'With women, I don't want to know abut their age'

...'Its either hot or not hot'

Proves my fuckable theory once again.
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On Wednesday's Idol, I was sure as hell surprised to see Avril Lavigne as guest judge, alongside our 3 other regular Idols; notably, the cynic Simon, Kara who thinks that 'Girl power' should rule on the set (c'mon Kara, this ain't high school) & Randy who says 'My man' so many times it should be permanently in the dictionary of clichés.

Anyway, when I saw Avril Lavigne on the set....I was like....

WATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT?

To have your Idol dreams shattered by Avril Lavigne is already a misfortune by itself.
And to have anyone tell me that I sound like Avril Lavigne when I sing, I'd rather have my pants on the ground (and lookin' like a fool) =p

On a lighter note, for day two of LA auditions, Idol redeemed itself by introducing Katy Perry as its guest judge, and atleast winning some of Idol's credibility back.

*alert* over-aged woman in devil jumper on the set.

grrrr catfight!

Especially when she was wearing that magical red dress, cut so dangerously low..............


For that dress, I would forgive even if they made Paris Hilton a permanent judge on Idol.

Katy, I don't care even if you kissed a girl in your video...

Cos hey, if you're in that dress.....heck I'd kiss you too =p

You're like an Indian summer in the middle of winter,
Like a hard candy with a suprise centre.
-@p-

How I Got My Power Biceps

Yakkety Yak

I don't know where my sense of humour came from.

My parents seem to have none.
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Chin-ups are one of the best back workouts ever.

Its a compound exercise that works your latissimus dorsi muscle (the strongest back muscle) & your biceps.

Yeah we know boys will do anything to make their biceps biger. lol.

An important thing to note about chin-ups, is that you are effectively carrying your own body weight. Ultimately making it the tougest back exercise ever, but also the most impressive. Particularly if you want to build that impressive 'V' shaped torso.

so sexy! xD

And since chin-ups are a bodyweight exercise, you have no business doing dumbell curls, if you can't do a decent chin-up.

So build some impressive power biceps with chin-ups todai.

Here's how you do it ; )

Instructions

1) Assume a hand spacing slightly wider than shoulder width, forearms parallel to one another and thumb over the top of the bar
2) Position body hanging straight down with spine in a neutral position


3) Commence the movement by lifting your chin up.

Complete 8-10 reps of the exercise.

=D
(special thanks to Ayin for her chin & her chin-up bar. She is now following in my footsteps to build her very own, power biceps)

simplified, the pull & push theory of exercise
-@p-