s t a r m | s t November 20th, 2008
There is this thing about me and people in lifts.
I was walking to the lift when Eliot called me last night. A smiley late 30ish - early 40ish lady entered the lift with me.
An ego-booster indeed. Ha.. Hard to believe/ take it seriously though, I just don’t and can’t see it.
s t a r m | s t October 29th, 2008
A couple of photos that I put up some time back but never gotten around to doing anything about them. I find myself missing…
Late night craziness with the xtomicers [including those who weren't in the photographs].
Late night Saturday movies with boo and friends.
Hanging out with [some of] the barflies and with the outlaw gang.
My 3 lovely girls.
s t a r m | s t October 25th, 2008
The artist’s impression of me. ^_^ I want those big anime-looking eyes!
s t a r m | s t October 18th, 2008
Sigh.
My two year old mobile phone has been acting up a lot these days in the most alarming ways possible [such as locking up in the middle of texting and asking for a restriction error code, like, wth is that!?]. So in spite of my intentions to wait til the end of the year when M1 brings in the 3g iphones, I had to start looking for other alternatives.
Only one phone caught my attention and it is this.
I was gravitating towards the Diamond when a friend told me he can get the iphone for me without a ST contract [but it will be more expensive than what I can get the Diamond for].
Arrrggghhhh…
Images taken from www.gsmarena.com.
Long-time lust vs recent liking? Form vs functionality? Comfort zone vs risk-taking [have never used HTC before]?
[Seems like most of the plurkers prefer the iphone hmm.]
s t a r m | s t October 7th, 2008
And the whole fascination with mirrorsreflectionsanglesinfinity continues.
[Photos keep turning themselves wrong ways round. Photobucket is going crazy.]
Question: What is the number before infinity?
s t a r m | s t August 27th, 2008
How many policemen does it take to change a lightbulb sit on a guy’s head pin a guy down?
Guy and a cop were struggling in the middle of a road near a busy cross junction. Once cop got a better hold of guy, other cops appeared from several secret hiding places *poof!* and dashed across from all directions to pin him down but still struggled to contain him until a car stopped in guy’s path and then the cops sat on his head.
Sitting on people’s heads, why do I keep coming across such scenes?
s t a r m | s t August 26th, 2008
Dear Private-number-who-have-been-calling,
You call at random timings, yet you never left an sms on me [which you would if it was urgent or important]. There have been a couple of Your Kind the past week, but you know, my mistress obstinately refused to pick all of them up; she once had a trying time where a group of strangers kept hounding her and her family through my relative - the Home Phone. Needless to say, my mistress never like picking up unknown or private numbers after the incident. It doesn’t help that my mistress can be quite an anti-social person too. But ooh, I [but not my mistress] wonder who you are, this mystery caller. Are you a friend, a foe, or an insurance agent? Are you calling to siphon money from my mistress or to ask her out or to simply chat with her? If you are a friend, please press *31# before my 8-digit name to identify yourself. If you are a foe, I don’t see why you should be calling. If you are a random insurance agent, please delete my name from your contacts forever and ever happilyeverafter theend kthksbye.
Yours truly,
Ms Mobile Phone
s t a r m | s t August 24th, 2008
A message from Adrian Tan to the graduating class of 2008 of NTU Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information. Something for everyone.
Life and How to Survive It
I must say thank you to the faculty and staff of the Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information for inviting me to give your convocation address. It’s a wonderful honour and a privilege for me to speak here for ten minutes without fear of contradiction, defamation or retaliation. I say this as a Singaporean and more so as a husband.
My wife is a wonderful person and perfect in every way except one. She is the editor of a magazine. She corrects people for a living. She has honed her expert skills over a quarter of a century, mostly by practising at home during conversations between her and me.
On the other hand, I am a litigator. Essentially, I spend my day telling people how wrong they are. I make my living being disagreeable.
Nevertheless, there is perfect harmony in our matrimonial home. That is because when an editor and a litigator have an argument, the one who triumphs is always the wife.
And so I want to start by giving one piece of advice to the men: when you’ve already won her heart, you don’t need to win every argument.
s t a r m | s t August 20th, 2008
I feel like I’m Doing The Karen Cheng. -_-”
Remember the previous dressing room entry? This time the camwhoring took place in Raoul’s dressing room. Vouchers as gift from a dear dear friend; I will think of it everytime I wear the dress and use the other-thing-which-I-bought-with-the-vouchers.
Pardon the makeupless, tired-looking face and messy hair, actually I wasn’t camwhoring for the sake of camwhoring; took those photos to see how I really look [ie; Am I Fat Or Not?] from another perspective [through the camera lens, duh].
In the end, black won over pink, because body-hugging dresses are not my cup of tea [and yeah I know I am fat!].
s t a r m | s t August 14th, 2008
*Mobile phone rings*
Me: Hi?
Lady: Hi, is this [insert my name here]?
Me: Err.. yes?
Lady: Hi this is Chrissy from Prudential. Can I ask you a few questions?
Me [very politely]: Umm, no?
Lady: Oh..it’s ok then. *click*
I am nicer to them right? Right? No more Little Miss Attitude-y, right? Right?
