T H E GIRL'S M E M O R I E S!★

February 24, 2009

DEAR DIARY ;

If I was to write a letter to Edison, it will be like that.....

Yo Eddy boy,

You are finally making a comeback, although the disappearance was short. But who cares, the media needs more actors than some irritating dramas making use of the popularity of those singers-actors wannabe.

Darn it. They should just try harder man!

Don't worry about the things people say, you know how humans are. Gossiping must be the number 1 list of similarities for everyone , especially so for those paparazzi, but never you mind..these will die down as soon as you prove your worth and sincerity in starting anew.

Who don't make mistakes, its just sad that you are mega star during that time and a mistake is strictly no-no especially those R rated ones. So poor you got to go hiding for quite some time. Just don't go hot tempered when people ask you questions you never wanna answer and bash them up or do something related to violence because that's rated as well.

Although my friends are boycotting you now ever since the Gillian- Edison scandal but don't worry, I'm sure they love people who are brave enough to admit their mistakes too and in time to come, forget about it too (they don't have good memory) that I can surely tell you.

Hope this comeback will do you and me some good. I don't want to watch another police blockbuster with lousy acting skills from some singers aspiring to be actors. I want to see the real deal okay.

See you soon again on big screens.

Not so much your fan nor hater,
Deb

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February 18, 2009

DEAR DIARY ;

ARGHHHHH!

The idiot made me lose my sleep again today.
All because he say he will ___ in 2012.

Darn it!

February 13, 2009

DEAR DIARY ;

If you see a hot guy gracing the left side of the column in TODAY , that's PHIN. The one who made me believe that the media industry may be not too bad a thing.

What's worth mentioning is the article he wrote today : Love at first degree.

VALENTINE’S Day. Good gosh, I can’t even type the words without throwing up a little in my mouth.

Remind me not to have curry for lunch again. It burns the back of the throat.

“Are you going to be celebrating Valentine’s Day?” a friend SMSed, quite innocently.

“No,” I replied, right after I had swallowed my meal for the second time. “I hate Valentine’s Day and the stupid couples who dress in stupid colour-coordinated outfits with their stupid bouquets and stupid public displays of affection.”

“Hahahahahahaha,” she replied, “You’re funny.”

Darn it, woman, I was being serious.

Love is often viewed through the eyes of the insane. Okay, that’s not entirely true. Love is also sometimes viewed through the eyes of the really dumb.Take, for example, that incongruous Eagles song, Love Will Keep Us Alive. “I was standing all alone against the world outside, you were searching for a place to hide,” the dude sings. How lovely — he’s a social misfit and she’s probably got mild autism.

“Lost and lonely, now you’ve given me the will to survive,” he continues. Wonderful. He’s suicidal as well. What a catch. This one’s a keeper, ladies.

“When we’re hungry, love will keep us alive,” he proclaims. Yes, it will, sweetheart. Love will keep you two lovebirds alive — but only with a healthy dose of cannibalism. Mmm. Human — the other white meat.

All the other big love songs aren’t much better. You’re Still the One? I’m sorry, were you expecting someone else? When a Man Loves a Woman? So, you’re heterosexual. What do you want? Applause? Can’t Smile Without You? Serial killer psycho stalker. How Do I Live? Eat something. Just the Two of Us? Oh, good god, you’ve killed my family. Breathe? Gee, thanks for the tip, Faith Hill.

Of course, love isn’t always portrayed as idiotic. In Hollywood, it’s usually just superficial.

Walking out of the oddly soul-less Curious Case of Benjamin Button, I overheard the gentleman behind me coo to his friends: “Aww, that’s so romantic. She stayed with him even though he was getting younger while she was getting older.” Well, duh. He was aging backwards to becoming a sunkissed Brad Pitt. I’d say that’s incentive enough. Would the movie have been as “romantic” if he was becoming Steve Urkel? I think not.

In fact, what’s so curious about that? Most women date older men when they’re younger and it isn’t unusual for older women to enjoy getting biblical with younger stud muffins. Demi Moore — google her.

I’m not a love Scrooge with a black hole where my heart should be. Far from it, really. I’m most definitely a romantic.

Even as a child watching Annie, I knew all Carol Burnett’s wretched Miss Hannigan needed was a good man to love her (and a good 12-step detox programme) to turn that frown upside-down. And Daddy Warbucks just needed to get laid.

What I don’t appreciate is the effect these love songs and sweeping silver-screen romances have on real people. Pop culture has an indisputable effect on society. But isn’t it bad enough that your neighbour’s Chinese kid thinks he’s a gangsta rapper from da hood? Why on earth would we want to end up romantically retarded because of Celine Dion and her Duracell heart that goes on and on and on?

Which brings me back to Valentine’s Day. (There goes my gag reflex again.)Feb 14 is the culmination of every asinine idea of what love is supposed to be according to the sacred Book of Aniston. The misguided belief in “The One”. The little blue box from Tiffany & Co. The bed of roses. The fancy dinner. The happily-ever-after. The kiss in the rain. None of this actually has anything to do with love — it has everything to do with being in love with the idea of being in love.

Get a grip, people. There’s a not-so-fine line between reality and entertainment. You didn’t really think Michael Jackson was “bad” did you?

But, hey, I’m not delusional — I know we’ll never be rid of the cash cow that is VD (admit it, Valentine’s Day is as contagious and harder to get rid of than crabs).

So with everything else in life that we can’t change — like natural disasters and the refusal of the Survivor series to die a dignified death — I’ve learned to take a more constructive view of the situation.

Valentine’s Day is a wonderful way to sieve out the people you shouldn’t date. If your boyfriend is dumb enough to spend $600 on a reheated set-dinner for two and a ridiculously tacky bouquet the size of a walrus instead of taking you on vacation, your future child has a 50 per cent chance of not being the brightest bulb in Ikea.

Love is Grand. Genetics, however.. is everything.

By Phin Wong.

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I guess this post is enough to let people giggle unconsciously on the MRT trains. Trust me, guys with looks and wits just score among the girls. Phin got the potential. (;

February 8, 2009

DEAR DIARY ;

Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.

I guess I have never really love before because its only now that I'm enlightened. FM102.3 my companion and my teacher. All the teachings from this frequency really taught me a lot and triggered a lot of thoughts in me.

I think its very difficult to love as humans.

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I guess I didn't really have time to sit down to talk about my holidays cos' I am pretty busy with work. For your dear information, I am working at City Hall, SMRT HR department and its a pretty busy job but I do like the idea of working towards a deadline or with a certain limit of stress. (:

And I've passed my Advance Theory two weeks before and having the practical one soon. (:

What else? I'll update more often after I settled the stuffs at the office. Looking forward to the Crusade reunion dinner tomorrow. I miss all you people inclusive of those in Temasek Polytechnic. Plus, it's been a while since I have last seen friend.

Cross finger that both Joon Kiat and I won't have OT tomorrow.