Friday, February 29, 2008

The first ever undies that I REALLY want.

You know the old saying, the way to a man's heart is through his undies. So if I am someone who's heart you been trying to get to (you know who you are ladies), then you will buy this for me.

Yes I am talking about the new Andrew Christian undies with new and revolutionary Flashback - Butt Lifting Technology™!

According to the website, this new technology will solve every guy's worse nightmare when it comes to undies. Yes, the saggy butt syndrome. You have no idea how hard it is to clench your butt for 2 hours straight during a date. There are times when the pain is so not worth it. But now salvation is here with this new technology! From their website:

This underwear is essential gear for every guy. It features an invisible lifting support built into the seams of the underwear. The construction of the underwear automatically lifts the buttocks making it look firm and round without the need for any embarrassing padding, uncomfortable cups or straps hidden inside. Most people can add up to 1/2 to 1 inches onto their current buttocks measurements helping them achieve a rounder fuller look with this amazing new feature.

Underwear was always an afterthought for me, which is why my mom usually buys them for me, if I had a choice I would go commando. But this is the first time I ever looked at a pair of undies and really wanted it. Bad. Make my dream come true and get it for me. Me and my butt will thank you in ways you can't even begin to imagine.



Man looking at that butt just makes my mouth water, i want that butt!

Link to website

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

My Phone flew Kite Runner

It was a sob-fest on Saturday.

We (Me and 4 girl friends) went to watch Kite Runner, a movie based on a brilliant but horribly depressing book by Khaled Hosseini. Halfway through the movie, I heard sniffing from my gal friends; yes those pussies were crying! I frankly was kinda bored throughout the whole movie because of its over-faithful rendition of the book, basically I knew how every scene would end as I watched it and that made the movie less enjoyable for me.

However, a rather critical part of the book was omitted from the movie near its end, for reasons I can't really fathom. Also I thought the "sex" scene should have been longer (like Irreversible-length) and that there should have been at least a glimpse of some sweet Hazara ass. You know, just so that the scene would be more authentic. But if you haven't read the book I would highly recommend watching it and then reading the book.

After the movie ended, I went to the gents to take a leak and as I was doing that I put my hand into my pocket and fiddled with my phone, as I always do. And that was when I realized it. My phone was missing. I raced back to the cinema hall but it was too late, the phone was missing. Girl friend tried calling the phone but it was off. Yes, some asshole found my phone and decided to keep it for himself.

I dropped to my knees, it felt like someone had grab hold of my aorta and pulled it out. I couldn't breathe. And then I heard a bloodcurdling scream. It came from me, but it felt like it was someone else. You see I had taken some rather private videos with my phone, videos that would ruin my reputation if it got out in public. For examples, videos of me in uncompromising positions with various objects ranging from plush toys to cucumbers to the fake silicon vagina ("Candy")that my friend had bought for me for my birthday last year. And only then did I know how the Hazara boy in the movie felt like. Although his so-called ordeal was hardly comparable to the pain I was feeling at the moment.

That was 4 days ago. I have not eaten or slept since then. But I have now decided that I have to be strong and move on. To live. The thief may have taken away my phone but he can't take away my spirit.

I WILL survive.

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Now playing: Between the Buried and Me - Backwards Marathon
via FoxyTunes

Monday, February 18, 2008

7 of the most deadliest delicacies

Here's one of the delicacies:



Ummmmm yummy! Click the title link for the other 6.

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Sunday, February 17, 2008

Leap Year - Trailer

Has anyone seen the trailer for this local movie? Am I the only one who thinks it's the worst trailer ever made? Not to mention the longest (it's like 5 minutes!!!)



In case you don't wanna waste your time watching this piece of trash, there's shots of a girl running. Shot of a guy running. Shots of people looking into the distance. Shots of people running in the rain. Shots of girl sitting in the rain. Shot of 2 girls running while holding hands. Shot of man throwing trash off the roof of a building. And the dialog ... oh god..here's a sample:

Girl 1: Is this insane?
Girl 2: You don't need anyone's approval to love anyone. So why bother with what anyone else thinks?

Can I have a burger to go with all that cheese please?

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Loss.

I am shivering so violently right now. And as hard as I try I can't stop it.

I keep telling myself it's gonna be ok. That I will be able to move on despite what just happened, that I am stronger than what I am projecting right now. But my body doesn't seem to agree.

I feel so cold. My hands clammy to the touch. Hands which are yearning to grab on to something that they are so used to holding. I can almost feel their sense of abandonement. No, I do feel it, because that's exactly what I feel right now. Abandoned. Lost. Directionless. I don't know what to do now. I only know one thing now.

I just lost my handphone.

Monday, February 11, 2008

I don't do well on movie dates

Yes, I always seem to have really bad luck with them. Some of you might have read about the movie date I blogged about quite a long time back, where the girl screamed at me "We are not a couple" when I tried to gently (but repeatedly) persuade her to get the couple seats. Well in the past week I had two more misadventures, both on movie dates. And a few years ago I fell asleep and snored during Capote.

First was last Saturday, I went to catch Michael Clayton with a girl friend and we had Japanese food for dinner. We were chatting and I was entertaining her with the story of the fighter/mage character that I was using in Baldur's Gate 2 and how I was trying my best to get Viconia the drow priestess to sleep with me (which isn't as easy as it sounds). As I was speaking I noticed that her eyes kept going towards my right cheek but I thought nothing of it, besides I do have rather rosy cheeks that some women find really sexy.

So there I was, 5 minutes into my monologue, when she suddenly interrupted my very engaging monologue and told me that was some Japanese sticky rice on my right cheek. I quickly used my fingers to brush against my cheek and came away with a huge lump almost the size of my palm. How it got there was a mystery that I still cannot figure out, it was a fair distance from my oral orifice. Suffice to say, it was quite embarrassing for me and that kinda set the tone for the rest of the date, which I shall not delve into any further.

Second disastrous date was with another girl friend, we went to watch the Diving Bell and the Butterfly. K first I didn't know much about the movie except that it got rave reviews on www.rottentomatoes.com, so when the movie started I turned to her and asked "Wait, is this a French movie?". Her look of disgust still haunts me now weeks after, she was probably shocked at my ignorance, but seriously how was I supposed to know (k on hindsight the names of the actors were big clues)? The movie turned out to be really amazing, probably the best movie I seen this year, and I found myself tearing as the credits roll. So you can imagine my shock when my girl friend started guffawing loudly!

I looked at her in horror, unable to comprehend how anyone could laugh at such an emotionally draining movie. Seriously, the way she was laughing you would think that we had just seen the comedy of the year. Of course, the other movie goers were also shocked at her reaction, that was how loud she was. Wiping my tears, I asked her why she was laughing. Her reply was that she was laughing at me, she couldn't imagine a guy like me bawling in a cinema.

See that's the problem with women! They whine about how men aren't able to open up emotionally, but when they do they get laughed at for being pussies! Like seriously WTF! I got totally pissed at her comment and so I retorted that I thought she was a cold heartless bitch and then I just stormed out of the cinema crying. People just outside the cinema started staring at me so I forced my tear ducts shut and promised myself that I would not bawl in public. I managed to rein it in till I got into a cab, but as soon as the cab driver asked me where I wanted to go I lost it and started sobbing. Bloody cab driver didn't even try to console me, asshole. And yes, I know cabs are considered public transport.

So yes I decided that there will be no more movie dates for me ever again.

Monday, February 04, 2008

Update from Perth.

So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo with a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one.


I grew up in my teens listening to Rage Against the Machine and for me to see them live in concert yesterday, it was just amazing beyond words. And not to mention Bjork playing songs like Pagan Poetry and Hunter. I think I almost cried when she sang Unravel, her performance was just so intense. More on it and pictures when I get back.