Friday, 26 June 2009

Michael Jackson, the "King of Pop" who reigned over the music world
like no other, died Thursday as he prepared for a comeback bid to
vanquish nightmare years of sexual scandal and financial calamity.
He was 50.

Jackson died at UCLA Medical Center after being stricken at his rented
home in Holmby Hills. Paramedics tried to resuscitate him at his home
for nearly three-quarters of an hour, then rushed him to the hospital,
where doctors continued to work on him.

"It is believed he suffered cardiac arrest in his home. However, the
cause of his death is unknown until results of the autopsy are known,"
his brother Jermaine said. Police said they were investigating,
standard procedure in high-profile cases.

Jackson's death brought a tragic end to a long, bizarre, sometimes
farcical decline from his peak in the 1980s, when he was popular music's
premier all-around performer, a uniter of black and white music who
shattered the race barrier on MTV, dominated the charts and dazzled
even more on stage.


RIP KOP..

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dreamed of racing on 10:09 am

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Thursday, 25 June 2009

Joke of The Month

Anger Management

When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone,
don't take it out on someone you know, take it out on someone you don't know, but you know
deserves it.

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I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten to make. I found the
number and dialed it.

A man answered, saying 'Hello.'

I politely said, 'This is Chris. Could I please speak with Robyn Carter?'

Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear 'Get the right f***ing number!' and the phone
was slammed down on me.

I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. When I tracked down Robyn's correct
number to call her, I found that I had accidentally transposed the last two digits. After hanging
up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again. When the same guy answered the
phone, I yelled 'You're an asshole!' and hung up.

I wrote his number down with the word 'asshole' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer.
Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell,
'You're an asshole!' It always cheered me up.

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When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my theraputic 'asshole' calling would have to stop.

So, I called his number and said, 'Hi, this is John Smith from the telephone company. I'm calling
to see if you're familiar with our Caller ID Program?'

He yelled 'NO!' and slammed down the phone.

I quickly called him back and said, 'That's because you're an asshole!' and hung up.

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One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking Spot. Some guy in a black
BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled
that I'd been waiting for that spot, but the idiot ignored me. I noticed a 'For Sale ' sign in his
back window, so I wrote down his number.

A couple of days later, right after calling the first asshole (I had is number on speed dial)
I thought that I'd better call the BMW asshole, too.

I said, 'Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?'

He said, 'Yes, it is.'

I then asked, 'Can you tell me where I can see it?'

He said, 'Yes, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax. It's a yellow ranch style house and the
car's parked right out in front.'

I asked, 'What's your name?'

He said, 'My name is Don Hansen,'

I asked, 'When's a good time to catch you, Don?'

He said, 'I'm home every evening after five.'

I said, 'Listen, Don, can I tell you something?'

He said, 'Yes?' I said, 'Don, you're an asshole!'

Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.

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Now, when I had a problem, I had two assholes to call. Then I came up with an idea...

I called asshole #1.

He said, 'Hello.'

I said, 'You're an asshole!' (But I didn't hang up.)

He asked, 'Are you still there?'

I said, 'Yeah!'

He screamed, 'Stop calling me,'

I said, 'Make me,'

He asked, 'Who are you?'

I said, 'My name is Don Hansen.'

He said, 'Yeah? Where do you live?'

I said, 'Asshole, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax, a yellow ranch style home and I have a
black Beamer parked in front.'

He said, 'I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers.'

I said, 'Yeah, like I'm really scared, asshole,' and hung up..

Then I called Asshole #2.

He said, 'Hello?'

I said, 'Hello, asshole,'

He yelled, 'If I ever find out who you are...'

I said, 'You'll what?'

He exclaimed, 'I'll kick your ass,'

I answered, 'Well, asshole, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now..'

Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 34 Oaktree Blvd,
in Fairfax, and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover. Then I called Channel 7
News about the gang war going down in Oaktree Blvd in Fairfax. I quickly got into my car
and headed over to Fairfax.

I got there just in time to watch two assholes beating the crap out of each other in front of
six cop cars, an overhead news helicopter and surrounded by a news crew.

NOW I feel much better.

Anger management really does work.

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Tuesday, 23 June 2009

Girl you are to me, all that a woman should be,
And I dedicate my life to you always
The love like yours is grand,
It must have been sent from up above
And I know you'll stay this way, for always

And we both know, that our love will grow
And forever it will be you and me

Ooh your life is sun,
Chasing all the rain away,
When you come around you bring a brighter day
You're the perfect one
For me and you forever we'll be
And I will love you so for always

Came with me my sweet,
Let's go make a family,
And they will bring us joy, for always

Oh boy I love your soul,
I can't find enough ways to let you know
But you can be sure of course, for always

And we both know, that our love will grow
And forever it will be you and me
Ooh your life is sun,
Chasing all the rain away,
When you come around you bring a brighter day
You're the perfect one
For me and you forever we'll be
And I will love you so for always

Ooh your life is sun,
Chasing all the rain away,
When you come around you bring a brighter day
You're the perfect one
For me and you forever we'll be
And I will love you so for always

I will love you so, for always

Always by Atlantic Starr
Written by Atlantic Starr
Album: All in the Name of Love (1987)

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dreamed of racing on 9:37 pm

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Monday, 15 June 2009

The Drift is back!!

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dreamed of racing on 4:23 pm

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Monday, 8 June 2009

it is the 2nd time i went to http://www.prive.com.sg/.. 1st time was with tcc during
its opening.. it was a nice place.. haha of cos.. it supposed to be an island for
the riches.. imagine having your own yacht parking right in front of your million
dollars condo..

my friends are having a birthday celebration for jenn at prive restaurant..
it was definitely my first(and probably last? lolz..) fine dining at such HC
restaurant.. 4 pax at a damage of close to $300.. ok, $ aside, the food doesn't
really appeal to me.. and neither to the rest.. for that price, we can have very
good food in other reputable restaurants..

had been overspent for the past month.. just last month till now, i'd spent more
then $3k.. have to really control my spending.. and the fact is i can't really
see how i spent the money.. thats scary..



















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dreamed of racing on 10:09 pm

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