Current Mood: Adventurous & Bouncy & Camera conscious

14th December 2007, Sunway Beach Park: And the clarion sky was unusually a hoping candy floss, where with 30 stacked “Battle of the Bands” entry tickets in our hands, the five of us looked at each others merely rattlebrained, we were wondering if we should just distribute them to random strangers that pass by but then again, we chickened out and kept them.

Joining with me, we have Hedgehog William (the owner of that ridiculously 30 stacked of tickets), my newly officially pimped friend Giddy Gideon, my brother Cinderella Jason Chong whom the mom wants him home when the clock strikes twelve and Isaac boy who bombards the radio station just because he has a major crushes on that hot Dj on air.

The battle a.k.a BOB, is a platform for an inter-varsity underground music bands from colleges to make their music known to public, made successful by the title presenter Mr.Potato, that infamous chips you won’t stop crunching on sided along by the main sponsors of Nokia, MTV, Hitz.fm and MYC magazine. The night of such with swords kept but drumsticks lashes and merciless guitars slashed and jam. It was those night where anything could go out of control. Yes, and we do realize how Rock and Punk band behave when they are in the mist of hype with spitting saliva, malodorous body odors and vaporized perspirations .

With the inviting 1st, 2nd and 3rd prizes of 4K,2K and a thou respectively in cash scholarships, each bands are combating with musical barrage, each yearning to win the money alongside in support for their own picked charities such as WWF Malaysia, Good Samaritan Orphanage Home etc that would share the same glory upon the winning of their represented youth bands.

Music and Charity… They just go so well together!

Thank you Mister Potato for the seasonal loves.

“Let me see if I’ve got this Santa business straight. You say he wears a beard, has no discernible source of income and flies to cities all over the world under cover of darkness? You sure this guy isn’t laundering illegal drug money?”

Ho Ho Ho! Jingle Ding Dong! Looks like it’s another white season to poison everyone’s mind with ridiculous overspent shopping spree. Although i thought Christmas is more or less another marketing tool to outsource your year end bonus and wages. It’s rather sweet in irony to actually studying the joy on your other halves face but intangible bleeding pain in that little pounding heart of yours.

Are you anticipating this inevitably moment of magic where you get to hug strangers when the clock strikes twelve? Where you get to give pecks on each other’s cheeks? Where white intimate snowy sex ensues?

I am quite irresolute at this stage, i’m thinking of making my Christmas Day an isolation day. You know, one of those holidays you stay away from the outside world in general. I would just sit at utter laggard on my couch watching numerous adult videos waiting for the Christmas spirits to join me.

But then again, the other part of me remembered that, given a choice, it is usually better to be enthusiastic about something than unenthusiastic.

So i bought a few seasonal greeting cards (rather special than dull flat canvas) to likely “stimulate” my friendships. Therefore:

Merry Xmas!

Oh C’mon! ROLEX has already made me sad enough. These watches are gonna just have you STONE DEAD right on the SPOT! It’s just like Angelina Jolie, so near yet so far!

I don’t know. I’m not really that formal English gentleman type, i can’t even iron well! But when you see me in a recherché white attire been exaggeratively ironed with sharp and straight cloth bones and dainty cufflinks? It really mean a necessity to have that dress codes. William and I both turned up at Starhill Gallery, Kuala Lumpur for the Royal Finale of Journey Through Time Watch Award 2007.

10 days ago, the Journey Through Time exhibition saw over watch brands exhibiting their posh watches and jewelery to the public. And finally it made to the history when the fair was closed in such avant gardé with the first ever Starhill Gallery Watch Award. William and I gathered in sheer merriment among the glamorous clique of watch connoisseurs, craftmen, boutique owners, collectors, principles and crowds of What-Their-Name-Again V.I.Ps and V.V.I.Ps.

I scouted around involuntarily despite not being one of those watch aficionados, not because of i have no interest in these mechanical gizmo.I mean, I do love watches, but these displayed world limited edition watches that cost you a bomb? It’s enough to make me quite depressed enough, Just like Angelina Jolie, so near yet… so far to be touched.

And because of this, I vowed to counteract my compulsive abjectness by shifting my attention to the display models instead, remotely fixated by the beautiful faces rather than the shimmering watches.

Malaysian pop & R&B singer, Ning Baizura made her extensive repertoire at the event as the special performer, awing the audiences with bewitching moment for her eccentric hypersensuality and the up most warming duet.

And gorgeous What’s-Her-Name-Again Violinist stomped the crowds with her edgy electric violin that mesmerized.

Does he remind you of someone? That’s right, our Ex Prime Minister Dato Dr. Mahathir. That’s the son, but i just can’t recall which one is he. Is it Mukhriz or Mokhzani?

The grand night was ended with the final winning Blue Majesty T3 timepiece by non other than the famous Mr.Bernhard Lederer, a tall but extremely humble man who attributes his success to his beautiful significant other Ewa Lederer. Accompanied aside, that’s Tan Sri (Dr) Francis Yeoh from YTL as well as Yang Berhormat Datuk Victor Wee, Secretary General of Ministry of Tourism Malaysia.

No wonder there’s this old Chinese saying “One inch of time goes for One inch of gold”. That’s what you collect when you’re flooded with cashes but meanwhile, let’s get back to normality and I shall go crazy with my Bad Taste Bears Collectibles instead.

Cheerio!