A Valentine's Post

Love happens when you least expect it, so stop looking and let it find you :) And it will, if you just believe in it.

Happy Valentine's Day, people!

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And you; you came out of nowhere and into my life :) Bunny. Twinkles. French lullabies. Forever!

Meeting An American Idol - Part I

Anyone who knows me well would know that I'm a big Adam Lambert fan and how much I love his music. No offence to Kris Allen though - I do believe he is a very good singer and he deserves to win Idol - but I prefer Lambert's flamboyance and theatrics. But of course, when I found out that Kris will be coming down to Malaysia for a meet-the-fans session and an exclusive showcase, being an entertainment writer and an American Idol junkie, I thought I shouldn't give up an opportunity to meet an Idol in person. After all, Kris Allen is the first and only American Idol who has ever made a trip to our small little country. Lucky right, we all?

According to the people who gave me the passes to see Kris Allen in person (thank you, Star World!), Kris Allen touched down the night before. I'm pretty sure there were hundreds of screaming fans who welcomed him, and let me assure you I wasn't one of them in case you were wondering. 

The press conference (aka our first glimpse of the man himself) took place at a posh club called the GSix Club in the Gardens Mall and trust me, when Kris came out to take the stage for a brief Q&A session with us media monkeys, there were lots of screaming - from the members of the media! Yeah, we know we should all be professional, but sometimes we can't help ourselves. I mean, c'mon, what would you do if you see, let's say, Brad Pitt in person? Wouldn't you wanna give him a hug too? And here's a funny thing: my fellow R&D 09 buddy, Hitz.FM DJ Jin hosted the press conference! Haven't seen that guy in awhile, and we bumped into each other there. 

Kris was exactly like what you see him on TV: a little shy, very down to earth and a typical boy-next-door who could sing. He is also a funny chap - something I didn't really know 'cos on Idol, we saw him as the shy one who usually kept to himself. But no, this Kris Allen was uncharacteristically funny and bratty; he even teased a reporter who asked him a question. Cheeky!

But one thing though: Kris is actually much shorter than he looks on TV. Like, way much shorter. And I'm proud to say I'm TALLER than an American Idol (*cue evil laugh*), although he is richer, more popular, more good-looking and more talented than me. Me 1 - Kris Allen 100! Oh well!

Here are more pics of the Allen from the press conference:

(to be continued)

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Throw Me An Elbow, And I'd Throw It Right Back

My battlefield

I started playing basketball when I was just 13, I think after watching Michael Jordan in 'Space Jam'. Back then, I have a group of friends who were into basketball as well. We would play basketball during Pendidikan Jasmani classes, and after school as well. We would have fun, and we love our basketball so much, we would camp on the basketball court itself if Pak Guard let us, or play in the rain. We were basketball junkies back then - and that was the reason why I was a dark, skinny young boy growing up. My mom almost disowned me because she said I don't look like her son anymore -___-" People dark a bit only mah!

My weapon

12 years on, I don't see basketball as a fun sport anymore. Well, not to say it's not fun at all lah, but I see the basketball court as a battlefield - a place where only the fittest will survive. The fun game I used to know is not that fun anymore: my friends are not so passionate about the sport anymore and most of us are too busy to hit the courts, now that we are all adults. 

But these couple of years, the basketball court is a place where I could escape to. Life didn't really go according to how I wanted it to at times, and while some can afford to fly to an island for a holiday, the only place I know I can let it all out is the basketball court. I know that for a two good hours, I'll be able to just forget what's on my mind. 

A good basketball game is the perfect distraction to all the mess that is going around. When I'm sad, I go to the court. When I feel lonely, I go to the court. When I'm angry, I go to the court. I feel that the basketball court is the only place I could let my competitive instincts rule me and a place where I can smile at the challenge of playing against someone better. It's a place where when someone throws me an elbow, I can throw it right back. Or when someone taunts me, I'll taunt them back with the game-winning shot. Sometimes there is no better feeling than to look at your opponents' dejected faces, and that, as bad as it may sound, it does put a smile on mine. 

From what used to be my playground, to what I call it my battlefield now, I sometimes think basketball is what keeps me sane =)

What I Did At Work Today

Sometimes my job calls for some kick-ass Photoshop skills. 


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It's actually for this article la!

A Random Conversation In The Office

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